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

It's winter, and there is even light snow at sunset in the capital. It's rare that the sky is clear and the wind is breezy. Looking at the mossy flagstone path in the courtyard, Mu Boren remembered that many years ago, when he and Mu Zhiming visited the General's Mansion, they only lamented that things are people. No, there is a lot of emotion in my heart.

"Little General Gu, on my way to the capital, I heard about what happened to Gouzi these days." Mu Boren said, and he bowed and saluted, "Thank you General for saving Gouzi's life again. This kindness is unforgettable."

"Duke Yan is so polite." Gu Heyan helped him.

"Little General Gu has a great reputation, and the world knows your loyalty, but it's a pity that the general and the general's wife returned home too early, otherwise they will be proud of you." Mu Boren sighed, and said, "I'm taking the liberty to ask, but now, Is General Gu's major affairs all his own decisions?"

Gu Heyan nodded: "The ancestors are all dead."

The Gu family is full of loyalty and loyalty, protecting the country with flesh and blood, so that in Gu Heyan's generation, except for those distant relatives who are not in the capital, there is only Gu Heyan left, standing alone.

Although Mu Boren was a civil servant, he was still respectful when he heard this sentence, but this was also something he was worried about: "I don't understand something, please ask General Gu for advice."

Gu Heyan: "Duke Yan is polite, please speak."

Mu Boren: "With your reputation, why worry about not being able to find a beautiful woman with red sleeves, maybe you, maybe the Gu family, will be full of children and grandchildren?"

Gu Heyan was quiet for a while, and said solemnly: "I heard that Mrs. Yan Guogong is ill, so she only has one son, and Yan Guogong doesn't want her to be troubled by pregnancy anymore. The whole house is the same reluctance."

Mu Boren looked slightly astonished.

Gu Heyan clasped his fists: "I'm being rude to talk about Duke Yan's family affairs, please scold me."

"No." Mu Boren waved his hands with a smile, "It makes me feel a lot more at ease, let's go back."

When the two returned to the main hall, Mu Boren's expression was stern, and with his hands behind his back, he said sternly to Mu Zhiming: "After taking care of your body, I will return to Mu's residence!"

Mu Zhiming shouted in panic, "Father..."

Mu Boren: "What are you calling it! Marriage is a big event, and everything is exhausting. If you don't go back home, how will you handle it?"

Mu Zhiming turned from worry to joy, bowed ecstatically and said, "Thank you father!!!"

Mu Boren flicked his sleeves: "Hmph!"

Six days later, an imperial decree came down, and double happiness came to the door.

Because of Mu Zhiming's meritorious service in negotiating peace in Gouji country before the war, he was granted the title of Marquis of the county, with thousands of households in the city.The emperor also left an oral order that when Mu Zhiming recovers and can serve the court, he will be promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

The young phoenix is ​​better than the old phoenix, the son of Duke Yan no longer enjoys half of the honor of Duke Yan, and is the respected Lord Mu Xiaohou.

But on the day Mu Zhiming received the order, he was not happy, but seemed full of worries.

Gu Heyan asked him: "What are you worried about?"

Mu Zhiming smiled: "The tree attracts the wind."

At the beginning, he was protecting Mu's family, and his mind was full of thoughts of seizing power and climbing up, but now that he has really reached a high place, he just feels a chill.

Gu Heyan comforted: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. If you are upright, you are not afraid of the shadow."

Mu Zhiming was slightly startled, then nodded: "You are right."

He smiled and took a step forward, leaned close to Gu Heyan's body, curled his lips and said, "Gu Lang is deeply in the heart of Lord Hou. I wonder if this position of Mrs. Hou can be exchanged for a sweet kiss."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Xiaohou smiled and leaned forward, embraced Mrs. Hou's shoulders, kissed the thin lips, and kissed and kissed happily.

After Mu Zhiming became a Marquis, his reputation became very loud, and the Mu Mansion was crowded with people for a while, and there was an endless stream of congratulatory people.

When he and Gu Heyan got engaged, there were already different opinions, but now that they were really going to get married, it aroused heated discussions in the streets and alleys of the capital.

When the news spread to the frontier, General Wei Lingyun and several generals of the Rongyan Army rushed to the capital to congratulate.

One month later, Mu Zhiming felt that his body had returned to normal, and returned to Mu's residence.

Gu Heyan made up the betrothal gifts, live geese and deer skins, and Ruyi treasures, which should be quite a lot.

After busying for a long time, in the blink of an eye, it was the day when the two got married.

The eleventh day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day.

The setting sun melts into gold, and in the ancestral temple of Gu's ancestral hall, the incense burns and the smoke is faint, and the golden and vermilion tablets are solemn and silent.

When the auspicious time came, the Zhumen opened slowly, heavy and solemn, and soldiers of the Melting Flame Army dressed in black armor filed in, standing on both sides.

Gu Heyan and Mu Zhiming entered together, both of them were dressed in plain white clothes without any accessories.

Standing in front of Gu Miao and his wife's tablet, the two knelt down and bowed their heads solemnly three times.

The officers and soldiers of the Melting Flame Army who came with them knelt down together, their armor and iron clothes clattering, swinging in the sky and the earth.

On this day of great joy, let us respect this world of loyalty wrapped in iron clothes.

At this time, the Mu Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, gongs and drums were loud, red silk lanterns and big red Chinese characters could be seen everywhere, servants and servants trotted between the corridors and courtyards, busy for the lively wedding banquet.

Mu Boren and Mrs. Gong were welcoming the guests with smiles on their faces.

A guest wondered: "Why don't you see Lord Hou and the general?"

Mu Boren said: "They will be there in a while."

After congratulating the guests, they went back to the mansion, chatting and laughing with others: "Master Hou and the general are parading the streets? I think there must be two tall horses here, and there are no eight bridal sedan chairs. It's really a novelty."

Another guest said: "Today's happy event, whether it is a marriage or a marriage, is not bound by old rules and customs."

The previous guest said with a smile: "That's right, as long as there is scenery and excitement for a happy event, it's fine!"

After Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan paid homage at the ancestral temple of Gu's ancestral hall, they went to Mu's mansion hand in hand, and were urged to wash up and put on wedding clothes.

The two bridegrooms in fresh clothes and angry horses went through the cutscene and worshiped the heaven and earth and Gaotang.

The Huatang is colorful and splendid, and all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty came to congratulate.

There is a lot of singing and dancing, and life has its own happy moments.

The wedding banquet ended late at night, and the two newlyweds were finally able to be alone.

The phoenix and the phoenix are singing in harmony, and the beautiful day is beautiful. After cutting the candles for the pair of dragons and phoenixes, Mu Zhiming sat on the side of the bed with Gu Heyan, and drank the wine together with each other.

After the matter was over, Mu Zhiming looked at Gu Heyan.

Gu Heyan lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

In order to tease him, Mu Zhiming joked: "Don't worry, this wine is light, and it's specially prepared for me. I won't get drunk and go crazy and make a fuss all night."

Gu Heyan looked at him with a preoccupied look.

Mu Zhiming put down his wine glass, and asked puzzledly: "I know you have always been taciturn, and you don't show your emotions or anger, but today is your big wedding, do you really not want to smile?"

Gu Heyan took out something from his bosom, and carefully placed it in Mu Zhiming's palm.

Mu Zhiming looked down.

It was the vermilion phoenix Nirvana jade pendant.

After going around for two lifetimes, the jade pendant finally came into his hands.

Mu Zhiming recalled the past and felt guilty: "I will treat it like a treasure and wear it next to my body. He Yan, do you... blame me?"

Blame me for not realizing your deep affection earlier, I have suffered for you for two lifetimes.

Gu Heyan's eyes fluttered, and he said softly, "I don't complain."

I am satisfied that you can show off your face, and I will not ask extravagantly for other things.

Mu Zhiming put away the jade pendant with his eyes bent, then leaned over to Gu Heyan with a smirk, the candle light flickered slightly, and the figure was vague, he said: "There are four joys in life, and one of them is the bridal chamber candles." ..."

As he said that, Mu Zhiming's hand touched the back of Gu Heyan's hand, and then moved up along the wide sleeve. Wherever the fingertips brushed, it was very light deliberately, making people feel itchy and numb in the back.

Gu Heyan: "..."

"General Gu, tell me, what is the wedding night?" Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan were close at hand, as if they were far away. For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was ambiguous. It was the scene of floating clouds and shy moon. .

At this moment, Gu Heyan was as steady as a mountain without moving, he asked, "Don't you regret it?"

Mu Zhiming was puzzled, and asked instead: "What do you regret?"

Gu Heyan: "Greedy pleasure is a temporary thing after all, and it will be a lifetime."

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Mu Zhiming was so frightened that he sat up straight and didn't dare to put his hands around.

He knew that Gu Heyan was serious, but he didn't know that he could be so serious! ! !

Gu Heyan is admonishing himself! ! !

Proud and extravagant!So evil!

The young master thought about it carefully, and felt that he was indeed dazzled by lust. He, who was always eloquent and eloquent, was so ashamed and indignant at this moment, he hesitated and said: "I am not like this on weekdays, and I am not so dishonest. Don't be angry, I promise you, it won't be like this in the future."

Gu Heyan heard him say 'it won't be like this in the future', thinking that he figured it out, a substitute is a substitute after all, although he can be by his side, skin-to-skin contact is still unacceptable.

Gu Heyan's eyes were dim, and he lowered his head and said 'hmm': "Go to sleep."

Mu Zhiming: "???"

sleep?Did he hear correctly?sleep?Bar?

motherfucker.

Seriously, let me not tease you blindly.

But you can't just sleep with a quilt on your wedding night! ! !

Mu Zhiming: "Sleep now?"

Gu Heyan: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming: "What about the wedding night in the bridal chamber? What about going to Wushan together? What about the joy of fish and water?"

Gu Heyan: "...Don't you...you understand it?"

Mu Zhiming: "I figured it out, so I have to be innocent with my husband?"

Gu Heyan: "..."

It's not that the young master wants to understand now, he really understands.

Are you just so ordinary?Can't arouse Gu Heyan's lust?

Mu Zhiming kissed Gu Heyan recklessly and with a hint of anger, his lips and tongue rolled around, the tip of his tongue was hooked and licked, and his hands restlessly grabbed the clothes of the two of them, pulling them several times.

Gu Heyan stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, panting, his chest rose and fell slightly: "You, really decided, do you want to do this?"

"Yes." Mu Zhiming leaned over to bite him again.

Gu Heyan's mouth couldn't close, Mu Zhiming's soft and flexible tongue like a snake entangled with him, licking the palate, sucking the tip of the tongue, playing tricks with all his heart, no matter how much Gu Heyan could bear it, at this moment he could only help Mu Zhiming Push him on the bed, kiss his lips, tongue, eyebrows, earlobes, and the side of his neck.

"General Gu." Mu Zhiming clasped Gu Heyan's shoulders with both hands, and said pantingly, "I am a man, and I marry you, but I will never have a wife and concubine. Not only that, but I have to devote myself to you, but You refused to get close to me during the wedding night in the bridal chamber, which really made me a little sad."

Gu Heyan was silent for a moment, took out a red ribbon from somewhere, and covered Mu Zhiming's eyes.