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

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, the emperor, who had been in a coma for several months, woke up, and then several shocking events happened in the palace.

The queen was deposed, close relatives were deposed regardless of their official positions, the three clans were exiled, and those who paid tribute to the poisoned tea, from top to bottom, died, wounded, and blood flowed.

This matter has been going on for a long time, and on the day when the dust settled, the empress was given a white silk in the cold palace.

After 30 years of husband and wife, Lan Yinxuguo finally got a shuddering ending with a sentence that was the most poisonous of a woman's heart and a three-foot white silk.

It is rumored that the queen cried hoarsely for a long time in the deserted and dilapidated cold palace, until she exhausted her heart and blood, she kept repeating a sentence: "This matter was planned by me alone, and it has nothing to do with my son, it has nothing to do with my son." until it was silent.

Prince Fu Qi was implicated, and once became a common man, he was imprisoned in the desolate East City of the palace. The emperor thought of his kinship and did not kill him, but he never wanted to hear a single word about him.

When the emperor was angry, everything changed in an instant.

Look at the emperor's family, life and death are chips, who is not a pawn.

In the imperial court, the situation is also changing, the princelings cannot protect themselves, the wise king Fu Ji'an is hot, and the Su king Fu Yi is showing his sharpness.

It's just that after the collapse of the old prince Fu Qizhu's building, the two princes were unwilling to form a party, accepted advice humbly, honed it sincerely, and won a lot of praise.

Although so many great things have happened, for ordinary people, these are just the stuff of gossip after dinner

Living every day well is the most important thing for them.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shangyuan Festival.

During the festive festival, there was a temple fair to appreciate lanterns. Early in the morning, the servants of Duke Yan's mansion were busy shuttling through the corridors and courtyards, hanging lanterns, congratulating them, and preparing banquets. It was very lively.

Mu Zhiming has separated from Mu Boren, and logically he should return to the Marquis Mansion, but the Gong family is not willing to let him go, forcing Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan to stay in the mansion, if anyone dares to mention leaving, Immediately akimbo and get angry.

Mu Zhiming is careful, he brought Aunt Liang's family to the mansion, and it was a happy reunion, there was no shortage of anyone.

At the beginning, Gu Heyan didn't know the difference between the Lantern Festival and ordinary days. Although he saw the fish lanterns hanging in front of the porch, he thought it was a tradition of the Mu Mansion, so he didn't take it to heart.

Then Doctor Xia came to look for him and healed his wounds.

The two sat down in the wing room, with no one around, Gu Heyan asked: "How is General Wei's injury?"

Dr. Xia replied: "General Wei Lingyun was released immediately after he entered Beijing. He didn't suffer any physical pain, just caught some wind and cold, nothing serious."

"That's good." Gu Heyan heaved a sigh of relief.

Xia Wu glanced at Gu Heyan, hesitant to speak.

Gu Heyan said: "It's okay to talk about something."

Xia Wu said: "General, I shouldn't have mentioned this matter, but General Wei asked something yesterday, and I couldn't help but keep it in my heart. Although the emperor released you from prison, he did not restore your official position. They are stationed in two places, and there are several generals of the Flame-melting Army guarding the northwest frontier, which is fine, but in the north-eastern frontier, the Flame-melting army and the southern border army are stationed together, and there is no commander, which may cause conflicts and attract disputes."

How could Gu Heyan not know what's going on now, but what could he say? He lowered his eyes and said, "Everything will be decided by the emperor."

"Hey, that's right." Xia Wu helped Gu Heyan's injured right arm and examined it carefully.

Gu Heyan's right arm was broken, and it has been clamped between two wooden boards and fixed with gauze, unable to exert force, he asked: "Can this hand return to normal?"

Xia Wu sighed, shook his head again and again, and said helplessly: "It's very difficult, I reckon, after your hand heals, General, it's fine to hold light things such as carrying bowls and other small things, but I'm afraid... ..." He hesitated to speak, unable to bear to speak out.

Gu Heyan was silent.

Xia Wu: "General, you can wield swords and knives with your left hand. It doesn't affect much. It's just that weapons that require two hands, such as bows and arrows, may not be as amazing as before. As for how much it will affect, we will have to wait until he recovers to know."

Gu Heyan tried his best to make his voice sound exactly the same as usual: "Got it."

"Hey..." Xia Tianwu sighed deeply again, ordered some food and drink matters, got up and bowed, and exited the wing room.

Gu Heyan sat alone in the empty wing room without a word, looking down at his immobilized right arm, he suddenly remembered the first time he drew a bow when he was young, Gu Miao stood beside him and guided him carefully, he held his breath intently , not daring to let go, the sharp arrow roared off the string after letting go, and nailed into the straw target.

Gu Miao showed a surprised expression, then smiled and reached out to pat his head, admiring: "As expected of me, the son of the Gu family, in the future, I will surely scare the enemy with a thunderbolt."

Gu Heyan still remembers Gu Miao's kind smile that day, and the peace of mind when he rubbed his hair with his broad palm.

It was one of the few memories of Gu Heyan being close to his father Gu Miao.

Gu Heyan knows that it's not that Gu Miao doesn't love himself, but that he cares about the soldiers on the frontier and the common people in Liming. He has too many things in his heart, and sometimes it's hard to put down a small self.

Since that day, Gu Heyan practiced bow and arrow hard, and at the age of 12, he was able to shoot through Yang with a hundred steps.

Everyone praises him for his talent.

But who knew that Gu Heyan just wanted to get his father's affirmation again.

Now, things are different, and Gu Miao has been away for six years, and his voice is gradually blurred.

And Gu Heyan might not be able to draw the bow anymore.

When Gu Heyan was in a daze, someone pushed open the door of the wing room and walked in.

It was Mu Zhiming.

He has recuperated for several days, the wound on his body no longer oozes blood, and his legs and feet are not hurt, so it is not a big problem to stay on the bed and walk around occasionally.

Earlier, Mu Boren called him to the side hall to think about lantern riddles for the Lantern Festival banquet, and he just returned to his room.

Seeing Gu Heyan sitting at the table, Mu Zhiming walked over a few steps, sat down beside him, and asked with a smile, "Why are you sitting here in a daze? What are you thinking about?"

Gu Heyan shook his head: "It's nothing."

Mu Zhiming stared at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold Gu Heyan's cheek: "What happened? Why are you so depressed?"

Gu Heyan, who has been expressionless all this time: "..."

Mu Zhiming thought for a while, and said anxiously: "I just met Dr. Xia, and he also looked downcast. Could it be your injury..."

Gu Heyan said, "No serious problem."

Mu Zhiming doubted: "Really?"

Gu Heyan nodded.

Mu Zhiming looked at Gu Heyan and knew that he must have something to hide, but Gu Heyan didn't want to say that he had his reasons, so Mu Zhiming changed the topic: "The stage troupe in front of the flower hall will be set up later, Is there any play you want to hear?"

Gu Heyan: "Listening to a play?"

Mu Zhiming: "That's right, there is no curfew on the Lantern Festival today, and everywhere will be very lively. How did you celebrate the festival in previous years?"

Gu Heyan: "...I... don't have a holiday."

Mu Zhiming took a deep breath: "What, what? No, but? How is it possible? Although you often live in the frontier, you must have visited temple fairs, admired lanterns, and watched lion dances when you were young, right?"

Gu Heyan: "No, my father is not in the mansion all the year round, and no one is with me."

Mu Zhiming was silent for a moment, then suddenly held Gu Heyan's hand, he said firmly, "I will accompany you this year, no, I will accompany you every year in the future."

Gu Heyan thought that the Mu Mansion would be very lively during the festival.

But he didn't expect it to be so lively.

Let's not talk about the interlacing of cups and chips at the banquet, but chant poems to the wine.

At night, the huge mansion is brightly lit, with lanterns hanging everywhere, gongs and drums blaring, and under the exquisite lanterns there are flower notes with lantern riddles written on it. Whether it is a guest or a servant, as long as they can guess the answer, they can go to the steward rewards of silver and wine.

After eating delicacies, eating Lantern Festival, and singing on the stage, Mu Zhiming didn't care to listen to the opera, so he dragged Gu Heyan to the front of their wing, pointed to the flower paper hanging under the fish lamp, and asked him to guess the answer.

Gu Heyan took off the flower paper, thought for a moment, and replied: "The flowers are beautiful and the moon is full."

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "As expected of my husband."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Before he could recover from the "husband", Mu Zhiming hugged his neck and kissed him with a smile.

After the kiss, Mu Zhiming said: "This is my reward, go, I will lead you to get the reward."

As he said that, Mu Zhiming took Gu Heyan to the Nuan Pavilion of the flower hall, and when he walked through the corridor, he met a servant who was thinking hard on a piece of flower paper, so Mu Zhiming reminded him, seeing the servant's suddenly enlightened appearance, he smiled all over his face.

Mu Boren and Mrs. Gong were watching the play downstairs on the second floor of the warm pavilion, and they were all happy to see the younger generation come to salute.

Mrs. Gong grabbed melons and fruit preserves for the two, and told them to sit down: "You have injuries on your body, so don't run around."

Mu Zhiming agreed repeatedly, and handed the flower paper to Mu Boren with both hands.

Mu Boren glanced at it: "Li Zhu, this is a lantern riddle you came up with, there's no reason for you to come up with a riddle and guess it yourself."

"Father, it wasn't the child who guessed it, it was He Yan who guessed right." Mu Zhiming said with a smile.

"Oh." Mu Boren stroked his beard and looked at Gu Heyan.

Gu Heyan bowed politely.

"Okay, okay." Mu Boren nodded again and again, "If I give you a reward, I just want to treat you like a guest, why don't you tell me what you want, and if you can give it, I will definitely give it to you."

Gu Heyan silently glanced at Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming looked at him and laughed out loud: "Don't look at me."

Gu Heyan looked back resentfully.

Mu Zhiming said again: "I've already belonged to you, I want something else."

Gu Heyan: "..."

Mu Boren glared at the joking Mu Zhiming.

Why don't you be ashamed!

Gong covered her lips and smiled.

Gu Heyan then bowed to Mu Boren again: "Thank you, Lord Yan, I have nothing else to ask for in this life."

Mu Boren held his forehead: "Ahem, it's okay..."

Gong said with a smile: "You two go to the street to play, pay attention to the injuries on your body, don't bump into each other, come back sooner."

Mu Zhiming smiled and dragged Gu Heyan away. When he walked out of the warm pavilion, Gu Heyan saw a guest holding a lantern in his hand. He remembered the phoenix lantern that he hid in the wooden box that year, showing a thoughtful expression.

"Who are you staring at?" Mu Zhiming leaned in front of him and asked, "So preoccupied."

Gu Heyan came back to his senses: "Flower lantern."

Mu Zhiming: "What happened to the lantern?"

Gu Heyan: "It's nothing. I just think of Qixi Festival. It seems that there is also a tradition of jacquard lanterns."

Mu Zhiming: "It's indeed the day when the lights are lit, He Yan, come with me." After saying that, Mu Zhiming took Gu Heyan's hand, interlocked his fingers, and led him out of the mansion with a smile.

The Mu Mansion is already very lively, but I didn't expect this street to be even more lively.

Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and fish and dragons dance all night.

Tsing Yi covers hands, girls light lamps, children play, and old people watch the moon.

From the street to the end of the street, the lights of the flower market are like daytime. There are people walking on stilts, dancing lions, playing jars, beating cymbals, beating drums, and lighting the ground.

Gu Heyan had never seen such a grand scene before, and he couldn't help but stare blankly as he walked along the road.

"General."

At this moment, Gu Heyan heard Mu Zhiming calling him.

Gu Heyan turned his head to look, the jade pot was shining brightly, and the fiery trees and silver flowers were shining in Mu Zhiming's eyes. His smile was bright and open, which overshadowed Hua Tianjin and made Gu Heyan lose his mind.

Mu Zhiming said to him with a smile.

"Look, this is the Great Jin that you are guarding. Thousands of miles of peace, prosperity and well-being."