Feng Ji raised his voice and said, "The Grand Marshal wants to kill Feng Ji. Aren't you afraid of bearing the infamy of being unable to tolerate others?"
Bai Xiaowen said, "If I do not kill you, I cannot uphold the law. I have plenty of tolerance for others, but I will never tolerate a treacherous villain like you!"
He immediately ordered the guards to drag Feng Ji out for decapitation. Before long, they presented Feng Ji's head.
Military commanders like Zhang He, men of strategy and foresight, had long seen that Feng Ji possessed neither talent nor virtue. He relied entirely on his glib tongue and flattery of Yuan Shao to earn his lord's favor.
With Feng Ji executed, Zhang He and the other generals naturally applauded in delight.
As for being unable to tolerate others, that was even more baseless. Bai Xiaowen had not blamed Jiang Yiqu, and he had even accepted Lü Kuang and the other four generals. All of it demonstrated his capacity for tolerance.
Gao Lan stepped forward again and said, "My lord, Feng Ji deserved death, and so does Guo Tu! After our defeat at Guandu, General Zhang He and I were nearly deceived by that scoundrel Guo Tu and did not dare return to the main camp. Please give the order to seize Guo Tu as well and enforce military law openly... Hm? Junyi, do you have something to say?"
While Gao Lan was speaking, Zhang He discreetly tugged at the corner of Gao Lan's cloak.
Seeing how uncooperative Gao Lan was, Zhang He felt somewhat helpless. Still, he could only step forward and report with cupped hands:
"Yuan Tan's Qingzhou army is currently advancing toward Ye Capital. As an important adviser by Yuan Tan's side, Guo Tu's opinion carries great weight in