The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

"I want you to kill Mu Zhiming immediately."

"What?!" Huo Xin was shocked, "Prince, what happened?"

Fu Qi's face was livid: "Gouji Kingdom actually sent envoys to have an audience."

Huo Xin was shocked.

So Mu Zhiming's pre-war negotiation and success is true!

Huo Xin thought for a long time, then saluted with fists clasped, his gaze stern, and his tone decisive: "Prince, the matter has come to an end, why don't you just do nothing and kill Gouji's envoy on the road without anyone noticing it."

"Do you think I didn't expect that?" Fu Qi gritted his teeth, "Do you know who escorted the envoy of Gouji Kingdom?"

Huoxing was puzzled: "Who?"

Fu Qi resented: "Gu Heyan!"

"What?!" Huo Xin was stunned, "He is the general of Habayashi, how could he condescend to do such a thing!?"

"Not only that, but he also brought an elite iron cavalry escort from the Melting Flame Army." Fu Qifa pointed at the canthus, "Most of the people I sent to assassinate were lost, and I didn't even touch the hair of the Goji envoy. It is estimated that they would startle the snake and make Gu Heyan realize that something is wrong, no, we can't let Mu Zhiming get out of the prison alive."

Huo Xin: "But prince, if Mu Zhiming dies like this in the prison of Juansi, the emperor will be suspicious."

Fu Qi was displeased: "Lord Huo, I rescued the son of the Yuan family this morning, and I backed you up. What are you afraid of? When the time comes, you will say that Mu Zhiming was afraid of crime and committed suicide in prison."

Huoxing: "But once Gouji's envoy enters the capital, the matter will be exposed."

Fu Qi: "I have a plan. The only person in the imperial court who is proficient in Goji language is Mu Zhiming. I have sent people to the frontier to find a Jin man who can speak Goji language. When Mu Zhiming dies, No one in the imperial court can receive envoys. I will recommend this person. No matter what the envoys say, they will be translated into Mu Zhiming. Tian Khan didn't want to fight any more, so he sent envoys to discuss peace, so Mu Zhiming's treason can be settled."

"Anyway, Mu Zhiming must die." Fu Qi's words seemed to be soaked in poison, "Only a dead person will not make excuses, and will not cause trouble."

In the prison of Juansi, the cough sounded intermittently, echoing in the cold corner.

With mud on his face, Mu Zhiming curled up in a corner, his body was covered with damp straw, trembling and trembling because of coughing, after coughing, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and when he looked again, there was muddy blood.

Someone opened the cell door, brought in the daily food, and put it in front of Mu Zhiming.

A bowl of ice-cold rice soup with sour smell and a piece of shriveled and hardened steamed bread with rough noodles are all the daily food of this prisoner.

"Ahem..." Mu Zhiming struggled to prop up his upper body and sat up, reaching out to grab food. These days he was as thin as dry wood, his wrists were weak, and the bowl of rice soup was trembling and he couldn't hold it steadily.

He soaked the steamed buns in the rice soup, waited for the steamed buns to soften a bit, then broke them and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them twice, endured his nausea, and quickly swallowed them.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Mu, who usually lives in Jiaoliang Jinxiu, can eat this pickled thing."

A deep voice sounded, and Huoxing walked into the prison with his hands behind his back.

Mu Zhiming smiled: "It's better to live than to die."

He put down the bowl containing rice soup and steamed buns, looked up, and saw Huo Xin holding a small black ink pot in his hand. He was not wearing the black and purple military robes of Bi Ansi, but was wearing a simple gray and white cotton robe. His pale hair was a little older.

Huo Xin stepped forward and untied the iron chain binding Mu Zhiming's wrist, and threw it aside.

Without the bondage, Mu Zhiming felt much more relaxed: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, but I don't know if Mr. Huo is looking for me today, what advice do you have?"

Huo Xin said calmly: "Master Mu is so smart, he must be able to guess one or two."

Mu Zhiming looked past Huo Xin and looked out of the prison, and found that all the guards at the door had been sent away. He looked at Huo Xin's clothes carefully, and suddenly realized something.

In the Juansi prison, it is still so deceptive.

Could it be that Huoxing wanted to kill himself?

That is to say...

Mu Zhiming's eyes brightened for a moment, and he shouted: "Has General Gu returned to Beijing? Cough cough cough...cough..."

After finishing a sentence, he bowed his head and coughed heart-piercingly.

Huo Xin waited for his coughing to subside, and said: "Everything happened as Mr. Mu expected. I wanted to plan a strategy for Mr. Mu, but it's a pity that General Gu will return to Beijing for more than ten days because of escorting Gouji's envoy's carriage. Your lord is so smart, never thought that the crown prince will kill you?"

Mu Zhiming pressed his chest that was aching from coughing, and asked instead of answering: "Master Huo has been prudent all his life, and he also knows how the prince is a man, why did you decide to follow him?"

Huoxing said: "Since the Taizu, I have only obeyed the destiny. Now supporting the prince is supporting the orthodoxy. What's wrong with me?"

"It's also... everyone has their own reasons, but I... cough." Mu Zhiming coughed twice, feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, the cold steamed buns he swallowed just now seemed to be rolling in his stomach, he frowned There is a lot of qi deficiency, "I just want to save the lives of my family..."

"Then today, I can't help but Mu." Huo Xin put the small black pot in his hand in front of Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming: "This is?"

"Poisoned wine." Huo Xin replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Mu, after drinking it, you will walk into the Yellow Spring Road safely, and it will not cause you pain."

Mu Zhiming was silent for a moment, and slowly stretched out his hand to take the small black ink pot in his hand. He coughed twice and asked, "Master Huo, since I'm going to die soon, can you please answer me a question?"

Huoxing: "But it's okay to ask."

"Lord Huo, you arranged for your subordinates to hide in Mu's residence." Mu Zhiming looked up at him, "Have you ever thought about forging some slanderous evidence, hiding it in Mu's residence, and finding out when the time is right?"

"I thought I was going to ask something from Master Mu, so I wanted to scold me." Huoxing said in a cold voice, "Whether I will do this or not, just ask Master Mu, but I still remember the groom who drove you to the outskirts of the city to find a job. ?”

Mu Zhiming's eyes lit up: "Your subordinate, is he?"

"Yes, the Mu family has strict rules and employs people cautiously. The only person I can insert is a groom." Huo Xin said, "Although they are grooms, it is enough to know your whereabouts."

Mu Zhiming only felt his stomach churning more violently.

Fu Yi told him before that in his previous life, it was Huo Xin'an who forged the evidence of his father's treason with the virtuous king and put it in the study.

But the Mu family has rules, grooms are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard of the mansion.

"Master Mu." Seeing Mu Zhiming's silence for a long time, Huo Xin urged him, thinking he was delaying time, "It's time to drink."

Mu Zhiming came back to his senses and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Huo, for letting me know."

He looked down at the small black ink pot in his hand, held it up in front of his eyes, looked left and right, but refused to drink it: "I don't know what kind of wine this is, and what kind of poison is this poison? Mr. Huo, please tell me, so that I can die to understand." Some."

Huo Xin said coldly: "Master Mu, there is no need to delay, the matter is a foregone conclusion, but it will happen sooner or later, let's drink."

"Really..." Mu Zhiming raised his eyes to look at the prison door, and said softly, "In this life, I have a very blessed life. In times of crisis, there will always be someone who comes to rescue me. I just want to see if he will do it this time." won't come."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came from outside the prison!

"Who is it that dares to act presumptuously in Bi'ansi Prison?!" Huo Xin yelled angrily, but no one answered him.

Huo Xin suddenly remembered that because he wanted to kill Mu Zhiming today, he didn't want to attract people's attention, so he transferred most of the guards in the prison.

The candle in the prison trembled, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps outside getting closer, Huo Xin flicked his eyes left and right, and suddenly grabbed the small black ink pot of poisonous wine in Mu Zhiming's hand, and put it in Mu Zhiming's mouth. pour it!

How could Mu Zhiming do what he wished, clenched his teeth, turned his head and struggled to resist.

Huo Xing became ruthless, stretched out his hands and pinched both sides of Mu Zhiming's cheeks, forced the weak and weak Mu Zhiming to open his mouth, and poured all the pot of poisoned wine into his mouth.

At this moment, someone kicked the prison door and made a loud noise, and someone stabbed Huo Xin in the chest with a sword. Huo Xin hurriedly retreated to dodge. .

Mu Zhiming fell to the ground, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, crawled in a corner and gagged.

Gu Heyan wanted to help Mu Zhiming first, but Huo Xin's palm turned into claws to entangle him. Gu Heyan beat Huo Xin to the ground with more than a dozen strokes, ran to Mu Zhiming's side, and hugged his shoulders Blaming myself: "I'm late, are you okay?"

Mu Zhiming, who had been locked in prison for several days, became flustered for the first time: "He Yan, I swallowed a few mouthfuls of that poisonous wine, cough cough cough cough cough."

Gu Heyan's eyes narrowed suddenly, he helped Mu Zhiming to sit against the wall first, then ran to Huo Xin, grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall, threatening fiercely, "Where is the antidote?"

Huo Xin was beaten so badly that his heart and lungs were injured, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Huo Xin said calmly: "The poison in the wine is cold scorpion poison. The general must know that there is no cure for this poison."

Gu Heyan lost his composure and shouted: "What?!"

And over there, Mu Zhiming supported the wall with one hand, and suddenly leaned over to vomit a large pool of blood. He only felt that his five sense organs were gradually losing consciousness, his body was sore, and his headache was about to split. Just when he was at a loss, someone was beside him Kneeling down, he picked him up and held him tightly in his arms.

"Don't be afraid." Gu Heyan said comforting words, but his voice was trembling, "I'll take you to the doctor, it will be fine."

As he said, he hugged Mu Zhiming and rushed out of the prison of Bi Ansi.

"Gu Heyan..." Mu Zhiming pulled himself together and called out his name, "Heyan..."

Gu Heyan didn't stop walking, and replied, "I'm here."

Mu Zhiming leaned on that warm chest, his breath was like a gossamer, he insisted word by word, "Thank you for saving me, Gu Heyan, I have something to tell you, I'm afraid... cough cough, If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance..."

"No!" Gu Heyan's eyes were bloodshot.

Mu Zhiming smiled: "He Yan, I like you, maybe not as long as you like me, but I really like you..."

His voice was extremely soft, and I don't know if Gu Heyan heard it clearly, but he only knew that these words took all his strength.

After Mu Zhiming finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fainted, his consciousness dissipated, and he fell unconscious.