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

Mu Zhiming suppressed the chill in his heart: "May I ask Master Shaogu, is there a cure for this poison?"

Qu Qianning brought over the wooden tray that had just been placed on the table, and handed over the medicine jars on it one by one to Mu Zhiming: "This bottle can be used for drug testing. Take a bowl of clear water, sprinkle a couple of medicine powders, and put the suspected Put the poisonous thing into the bowl, if the clear water turns black, it means that the thing is contaminated with ghost vine poison."

"This bottle is the antidote, take it every day, and it will be cured after 27 days, but you must remember that during the period of taking the antidote, you must not be contaminated with poison again, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

"Do you remember everything clearly?" Qu Qianning asked, putting those bottles and jars into Mu Zhiming's arms.

"I remember clearly, thank you Shaogu Master." Mu Zhiming was very grateful.

"Hmph, if Qiubai hadn't begged me, who would have helped you?" Master Shaogu pouted, raised his chin and went out.

Now that the cold scorpion poison in Mu Zhiming's body has been detoxified, and he has obtained the method to distinguish the ghost vine poison, it is urgent to return to the capital to investigate the poison.

Mu Zhiming didn't care about his arm injury, and after bidding farewell to Shaogu lord Qu Qianning and princess Fu Qiubai with Gu Heyan, he rushed to the capital without stopping.

Day and night, the two rode their horses for five days and arrived at the boundary of Jingzhou.

There are many steep mountain roads here, and it is difficult to walk at night. When the moon and stars were thin, the two rushed to the foot of a towering mountain. Seeing an inn here, they decided to rest here.

The inn was quite lively, there were three tables of diners in the lobby, chatting about some Taoist matters, when they walked to the door of the inn, Gu Heyan said to Mu Zhiming: "You go in and rest your legs first, I will tie the horse into the stable, Feed some fodder."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming nodded, walked into the inn, found an empty table and sat down.

The clever Xiaoer came forward to greet him, Mu Zhiming ordered a few dishes, and waited for Gu Heyan at the door.

At this moment, a person walked in outside the inn door.

He was dressed in dark gray clothes, holding a knife wrapped tightly in cloth in his hand, his facial features were ordinary and unobtrusive, but Mu Zhiming's gaze was fixed on his face.

Because Mu Zhiming recognized this person.

He is Fu Yi's secret attendant, Xiao Ren.

After Xiao Ren walked into the inn, he went straight to the counter. The shopkeeper was writing the ledger with an abacus brush, and when he felt someone approaching him, he raised his head and greeted him with a smile.

Mu Zhiming saw that Xiao Ren asked the shopkeeper something, and then the shopkeeper answered him a lot, and then pointed to the door of the inn.

Outside the door of the inn is the majestic and towering mountain.

Xiao Ren nodded, turned and left the inn.

Mu Zhiming sat in his seat and waited for a while, after confirming that Xiao Ren didn't look back, he stood up and walked to the counter.

The shopkeeper was muttering: "One round of money, two rounds of money...huh?" He raised his head, put his hands in his hands and smiled kindly: "My guest officer, what do you need?"

Mu Zhiming: "May I ask you what that man said to you just now?"

"Is that the swordsman just now?" Jian Mu Zhiming, the shopkeeper, nodded and said with a smile, "Oh, he asked me about the Xuanqing Taoist Temple."

Mu Zhiming was puzzled: "Xuanqing Taoism?"

"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't know, the shopkeeper was surprised: "The guest officer has traveled so far, but he doesn't know Xuanqing Taoism?"

"I just passed by here by chance, and I would like to ask the shopkeeper to answer my questions." Mu Zhiming bowed.

"This Xuanqing Taoist Temple is on the top of Xuanqing Mountain." The shopkeeper pointed to the mountain outside.

The inn is located at the foot of the mountain, where the vast coldness and emptiness of thousands of miles make it impossible to see the whole picture of the mountain at a glance, but it is dark and boundless, and the only thing to hear is the crowing of jackdaws falling branches.

"Is there any explanation for this Taoist temple?" Mu Zhiming asked.

The shopkeeper opened the conversation: "A Taoist priest once lived in this Xuanqing Taoist temple, and he claimed to know the events of his previous life."

"What?!" Mu Zhiming yelled out in astonishment, which startled the shopkeeper and attracted the attention of other diners.

The shopkeeper patted his chest and said with a smile: "Guest officer, it's all rumored by others, so don't be so surprised."

Mu Zhiming took a deep breath twice, suppressing the strange trembling in his voice: "That Taoist priest, how is it now?"

The shopkeeper said: "He is no longer alive. He was 86 years old, and he drove west in his dream."

"Not alive..." Mu Zhiming murmured and saluted, "Thank you for the shopkeeper's notification."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You're welcome, guest officer, you ordered the dishes in that little second hand, so go sit down and eat something warm."

When Mu Zhiming left, the shopkeeper lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the abacus to keep accounts. At this moment, he heard the sound of a baby crying from the back room.

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked to the back room, where a woman was holding a baby in her arms, shaking and coaxing it softly.

Seeing the shopkeeper come in, the woman asked: "What happened in the lobby just now? There seems to be a sound of surprise."

"It's nothing, a guest officer asked about Taoist Xuanqing." The shopkeeper walked up to the woman and gently teased the child with his fingers to coax him not to cry.

"Daoist Xuanqing? I quite like his stories." The woman said, shaking the baby in her arms gently, she smiled softly, "Don't cry, mother will tell you stories, okay? Legends , there was a Taoist priest on Xuanqing Mountain who knew the past life and could predict the future. Later, he fell in love with a woman and fell in love with her, but the woman died of a serious illness. For the rest of his life, someone jokingly said to him, you have never met her in your previous life, as long as you forget the things in this life, you will not be in pain? After hearing this, Daoist Xuanqing left crying and laughing, no one knew him Where did he go? Half a year later, Daoist Xuanqing reappeared in the Taoist temple. He really couldn't remember what happened in his present life. , who is that?"

The woman's voice was gentle like a spring breeze. As she talked, the child in her arms stopped crying and fell asleep peacefully.

The shopkeeper let out a sigh of relief, walked out of the inner room to the counter, picked up the abacus and continued to keep accounts.

After Mu Zhiming asked the shopkeeper, he returned to the wooden table, full of worries and worries.

After feeding the two horses, Gu Heyan left the stable and walked into the inn, looked around to find Mu Zhiming, and sat down on the wooden bench opposite Mu Zhiming, but with just one glance, he found that Mu Zhiming's expression was wrong.

"What happened?" Gu Heyan frowned slightly.

Mu Zhiming told Gu Heyan everything about seeing Fu Yi's secret servant just now, and about the Taoist priest Xuan Qing who claimed to know the past life here.

"If you don't rush back to the capital, you must climb to the top of the mountain and go to the Xuanqing Taoist Temple to have a look." Mu Zhiming said.

Gu Heyan: "When the turmoil in the capital settles down, I will come with you."

Mu Zhiming: "Okay."

After talking, the two of them held the chopsticks to eat the dishes, Mu Zhiming was so overwhelmed that he couldn't taste the food.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Heyan put down his chopsticks, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "It's useless to think too much."

Mu Zhiming then put down his chopsticks: "But it's definitely not a coincidence that Fu Yi sent someone here. I don't know what he wants to do, so I feel inexplicably uneasy. He Yan, I haven't been able to find a chance to tell you. In fact, Fu Yi He also has past life memories."

Gu Heyan was surprised: "What?"

Mu Zhiming: "Not only that, we both know each other has past life memories, and I have argued with him about this. I saw that Fu Yiyi married the daughter of the commander of the imperial army, the Xiang family, just like in the previous life. The power he tried to grab into his bag is worse than that in his previous life, which shows that he still covets imperial power in this life."

"But it's different from the previous life..." Mu Zhiming analyzed the current situation to Gu Heyan, "I have changed from his staff to his biggest obstacle. He wants to ascend the throne. First, get rid of the prince. Killing Ji'an is indispensable, in this life, I support Ji'an with all my strength, and because I know Fu Yi's wolf ambitions clearly, I am extra vigilant against him. He will definitely regard me as a serious problem, and he will never let me do things."

As for Fu Yi saying that he likes him, Mu Zhiming never believed it.

Speaking of this, Mu Zhiming said helplessly: "I originally thought that in this life, I have the memory of the previous life, and I don't need to bother to see through Fu Yi's tricks. How could I know that a play that was performed step by step until now, is still comparable to him?" ground game."

"But..." Gu Heyan said slowly, "King Su probably doesn't know that I am also reborn."

Mu Zhiming was stunned for a moment.

It was like a drop of water falling into a silent pond, instantly breaking the calm of the water surface and causing ripples.

Yes, how could I never think of this.

Fu Yi has made thousands of calculations, can he count that Gu Heyan is also reborn?

He concealed the truth, pretended to be indifferent to power and only wanted to protect himself, would he think that in this world, besides Mu Zhiming, is there anyone else who knows what he did in his previous life?

Gu Heyan said: "Don't think about it, let's eat. It's hard work these days, eat enough."

Mu Zhiming nodded, picked up the chopsticks: "OK."

Leaving the boundary of Jingzhou, the two continued on their way, arriving in the capital eleven days later.

After discussing with Gu Heyan, Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan decided to leave for a while. Mu Zhiming went back to the Marquis's Mansion to find out whether the tea was poisonous, and Gu Heyan went back to the General's Mansion to handle the military affairs of the Flame Army.

After Mu Zhiming bid farewell to Gu Heyan, he rode his horse and galloped to the Hou's mansion. The gatekeeper saw him get off his horse, and was busy serving him last time, and reported inside: "Master Hou is back!"

"Is A Yin there?" Mu Zhiming asked while walking into the mansion.

"Master, I'm here! I'm here!" Ever since Wen Heyin heard the news of Mu Zhiming's return to Beijing, she couldn't hold back her joy. She was waiting in front of the mansion every day for the past few days, and now she heard Mu Zhiming calling him , trotted over, "Master, you are back."

The two hadn't seen each other for several months, and when they reunited, they hugged excitedly. Mu Zhiming was thinking about the tea, and said to Wen Heyin, "Ayin, run to Dr. Kuang's residence for me, so that I He gave me some of the Mingqian Longjing that King Xian gave him before."

"Okay!" Wen Heyin took the order to do it, leaping up with lightness kung fu.

Mu Zhiming took care of the mansion, and sent people to inform Mu Boren and the virtuous king Fu Ji'an that he had returned to Beijing safely and that the cold scorpion poison in his body had been cured, so that they don't have to worry too much.

An hour later, Wen Heyin returned to the Hou's mansion, but he was empty-handed: "Young Master, Dr. Kuang is not at the mansion. The current emperor is seriously ill, and all the imperial doctors are living in the palace. They can't come out at all. Nobody knew where he put the tea, so I couldn't get the tea."

"What, is the emperor seriously ill already lying on the bed?" Mu Zhiming's heart trembled as the evening drums and morning bells rang in his ears.

So who is sitting on the dragon chair and monopolizing the power now? !

Just at this moment, a servant came outside to report: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Xian Wang is visiting."

Mu Zhiming: "Please!"

Fu Ji'an saw Mu Zhiming in the inner room of the study, his face was livid, and his words made Mu Zhiming fall into an ice cave.

"Father fainted due to illness, and the crown prince supervises the country."