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

The moonlight dissolves, although Mu Zhiming said "check the wounds on the body", but the person who was checked afterwards was himself, and he checked it inside and out, and the two had a whole night of quarreling Only to rest.

The next day, we parted ways in the suburbs, one way after another.

In the end, Gu Heyan refused to send Mu Zhiming further away, so Mu Zhiming stopped.

He watched Gu Heyan's back riding the horse disappear into the distance, then turned around and led the horse back slowly.Bathed in the faint morning light, Mu Zhiming thought about the events of these days.

The past life is more and more ethereal, and this life is more and more real.

Looking back suddenly, so many things have happened in the blink of an eye.

Yesterday he went to the residence of King Xian to give advice to Fu Ji'an. After the incident, he couldn't help but tell Fu Ji'an about Fu Yi's wolf ambition and remind Fu Ji'an that Fu Yi is coveting the throne.

Unexpectedly, Fu Ji'an was not surprised but smiled and said: "Brother Mu, which prince would not care about the throne?"

Mu Zhiming is dumb.

Fu Ji'an continued: "I just have to fight with Brother Five Emperors in a dignified way."

Mu Zhiming: "You are willing to fight openly, but he is not willing?"

Fu Ji'an was puzzled and said: "Brother Mu, why do you say that? You and I don't know about others, but Brother Wuhuang grew up with us, and we have always been brothers and sisters. Over the years, you and your close people have been repeatedly persecuted by Fu Qi. It wasn't Brother Wuhuang who helped us out and saved everyone from danger."

Hearing this, Mu Zhiming suddenly didn't know what to say.

He didn't say any more, he replied vaguely twice, and changed the subject.

But now, Mu Zhiming is holding the horse, looking at the solemn and silent capital city wall in the distance, he can't help but sigh a long time.

Although Fu Ji'an said that he wanted to fight openly.

But as long as the emperor is around, how can Fu Yi beat Fu Ji'an?

How could Fu Yi not know this truth.

Spring is here, the wind cuts the thin leaves, and the palace is full of flowers.

On this day, in Fengyi Palace, Fu Ji'an entered the palace to greet the noble concubine and empress.

The imperial concubine was sitting by the soft couch, stroking the red hairpin on her temples, and said with a smile to Fu Ji'an: "Ji'an, I washed up this morning and found that I have gray hair. Time really makes people grow old."

Fu Ji'an hurriedly said: "White hair? My concubine must have misread it, you are so graceful..."

"Okay, okay, did you learn these words from Xiaoli Zhu?" The imperial concubine laughed.

Fu Ji'an: "It's from my heart."

The noble concubine held her chin: "Xiao Lizhu is not an official now, and he hasn't been in the palace for a long time. If you have time, you can bring him to Fengyi Palace and talk to me."

"Okay, Ji'an remember." Fu Ji'an nodded, he suddenly saw a mahogany food box filled with sesame cloud cakes on the tea table next to the low couch, and asked, "Brother Wuhuang is here today?"

"Yeah." The imperial concubine nodded and said with a smile, "As soon as he left, you came back."

Fu Ji'an was puzzled: "Why is he in such a hurry?"

"I don't know." The imperial concubine was also confused, "He said he still has things to do."

At the same time, Miyagi, the remote and uninhabited East City.

A pair of dark black soap boots stepped on the weeds growing from the cracks in the bluestone slabs. The owner of the boots raised his eyes, and there was a deep chill in his dark eyes like a sharp knife.

Fu Yi looked around blankly, remembering that he was born in a palace not far away, and that palace is only a few hundred steps to the east, which is the east city where the deposed prince Fu Qi was imprisoned.

Before leaving here and moving to Fengyi Palace, anyone and everything in his memory displeased Fu Yi, so he didn't stay and strode towards the east city.

When the guard saw him coming, he didn't stop him, nor did he ask why he came, and let him go.

Fu Yi traveled unimpeded all the way, and finally stood in front of an old wooden door. He stretched out his hand to push the door open, and happened to meet a person inside who was losing his temper. A porcelain cup fell under Fu Yi's feet, smashed into pieces with a loud sound.

"I want to see my father! You dog slave! How dare you stop me!" The people inside roared madly, throwing things over the table, "Wait for me to get out, I'll take your heads off!!!"

The light from outside the wooden door fell on him, allowing people to have a panoramic view of his tragic situation.

Fu Qi still has the slightest glory of the old prince, with disheveled hair and tattered clothes. What makes people feel terrible is that his face and hands are covered with dense red rashes, and he scratched bloodstains on several places on his arms. It has been a long time since I woke up.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Fu Qi suddenly turned his head to look over.

He narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Yi? What are you doing here?"

Fu Yi said calmly: "Come and see your joke."

"Hehehe." Fu Qi let out a sharp, crazy laugh from his throat, and he laughed, "Fu Yi, if you want to read a joke, just look at yourself, aren't you a joke?"

Fu Yi frowned.

"I know, you want to take the crown prince too." Fu Qi sneered, "But as long as Fu Ji'an is around, you will never be crown prince, no, even if there is no Fu Ji'an, the emperor will not pay more attention to you as a bitch." Just look at the bones, and I have been the prince for 12 years anyway, so I am the rightful prince!!!"

Fu Yi looked coldly: "Yeah, if you act more practically, you might be able to sit on the dragon chair for a few more days. After all, even if Fu Ji'an is favored again, that old thing can't destroy you. It's a pity that you and the queen are so stupid Terrible, ruined my own way with my own hands."

Fu Qi was furious, and rushed over, wanting to pinch Fu Yi's neck: "You bastard born to a lowly servant girl!! How dare you speak wild words and be disrespectful to my queen mother!"

Fu Yi kicked Fu Qi to the ground with one foot, stepped on his chest hard, saw him coughing and struggling violently, and showed no mercy: "If you and the empress hadn't killed Fu Ji'an by drinking poison in the previous life to hit Mu Qingwan Passed into the cold palace, I could have succeeded in my previous life. Forget it, what kind of talk do I waste with a dying person like you. "

He kicked Fu Qi mercilessly, kicked Fu Qi to the corner of the old house, hit the table leg, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Fu Yi didn't look at him any more, and turned to leave.

When Fu Yi returned to Su Wang's mansion, a secret attendant looked for him, got up after kneeling down to salute, and whispered to him, "His Royal Highness Su, the exiled Zhong Zhaofan has been captured."

"Hmm." Fu Yi raised his eyelids, "Have all the guards been killed?"

Dark servant: "It's just two small soldiers. The brothers killed them cleanly without leaving a trace. Zhong Zhaofan said that he does have some handles on the generals of the Southern Border Army, and he will definitely be able to use them for you."

Fu Yi nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

The dark servant bowed and stepped back.

Fu Yi stood alone in front of the railing of the attic of the water pavilion, looking at the pool full of spring water, thought for a moment, and said to himself: "It's time to settle the matter of Li Zhu..."

Ten days later, the deposed prince Fu Qi died suddenly of illness.

After hearing the news, the emperor sat on the golden chair and sat silent for a long time, but finally did not say a word.

After leading the decree to leave the capital, Gu Heyan rushed to the military camp north of Baicheng within eight days, regardless of day or night.

He acted vigorously and resolutely, and it took only ten days to clean up the army, and he was ready to leave for Beijing.

So on the 30th day of No. [-], Mu Zhiming was having dinner at Xuanninghou Mansion, when he heard the sound of the crane knocking on the door, he trot to Mu Zhiming's side: "Master, I have good news and bad news." , which one do you want to hear first?"

Mu Zhiming took a piece of sweet and glutinous rice cake and handed it to Wen Heyin: "Let's hear the good news first."

Wen Heyin took the rice cake, took a bite, chewed and swallowed: "General Gu has returned to Beijing."

"What?!" Mu Zhiming was so excited that he almost knocked over his job, "He Yan returned to Beijing? Where is he now?"

"Don't worry, young master." Wen Heyin pushed Mu Zhiming back on the stool, "Isn't there some bad news? General Gu is currently busy with military affairs at the Luodu camp, so he sent a letter saying that he will not be able to return home until the next day." .”

"Tomorrow..." Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes, "We can meet each other tomorrow."

Wen Heyin: "Master, your lovesickness can be regarded as cured, otherwise it would be frightening to keep talking to the moon when you have nothing to do."

Mu Zhiming patted his head lightly with his fingers.

After dinner, the servant brought tea, after Mu Zhiming rinsed his mouth, he turned on the lamp to read at night, he who can still meditate normally, but now he couldn't read a single word.

Just when he was about to take an early rest, the steward of the mansion knocked on the door of the wing room, leaned in, and handed Mu Zhiming an invitation card: "Master Hou, King Su sent someone to send an invitation card, please come to the mansion on the third day of March." Get together."

"Su Wang Mansion?" Mu Zhiming frowned and took it, "I see."

The steward nodded, exited the wing, and closed the door.

Mu Zhiming picked up the invitation card and saw four words written on the cover.

Leave Zhu Qinqi.

Mu Zhiming couldn't help frowning.

Usually Fu Yi used his first name as a private address, but it was too intimate to write it like this on the invitation.

There was nothing special about the content of the invitation, it just said that on the third day of the third lunar month, Shangsi Festival, he and Fu Ji'an were invited to have a gathering at Su Wang's mansion and have a banquet by the water.

Mu Zhiming scanned it hastily, but didn't notice anything unusual, so he put the invitation on the table and went to rest with the lights on.

The next day, from the moment he opened his eyes early in the morning, Mu Zhiming called people over and over again to ask: "Has the general returned home?"

The little servant ran a dozen times in a row, and said helplessly, "Master Hou, as soon as the general arrives at the mansion, I will tell you right away!"

Mu Zhiming nodded: "Okay, okay."

Unexpectedly, after waiting until the willow twigs were on the moon, Gu Heyan did not return home.

Mu Zhiming was pacing in the wing room, wondering if Gu Heyan was delayed by something, and if he would not return until tomorrow, when he was feeling melancholy, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

Then the wing door was opened.

Mu Zhiming thought it was a servant, raised his head and asked: "General Gu, he will come back..."

The questioning stopped abruptly, Gu Heyan stood at the door, his chest rose and fell slightly, and those eyes stared at him without blinking.

The servant who failed to run past Gu Heyan shouted out of breath in front of the door: "Master Hou, the general is back." Then he turned and ran away.

"He Yan." Mu Zhiming called him with curved eyes, "You're back, you've worked hard all the way, I'll pour you a glass, um..."

Before they could say a few words of greetings on the reunion, Mu Zhiming was embraced and kissed by Gu Heyan a few steps forward.

Gu Heyan kissed deeply and urgently, as if he wanted to get something from Mu Zhiming's mouth to calm down.

Mu Zhiming couldn't stand it anymore, he took a step back, bumped his waist against the table, and accidentally knocked down the invitation card that was casually placed on the table yesterday.

The sound of knocking on the table brought back Gu Heyan's rationality. Seeing that Mu Zhiming was panting heavily, he seemed to be a little uncomfortable due to suffocation, so he quickly let go of Mu Zhiming, reluctantly kissed the corner of his mouth, and then bent down. Pick up that invitation.

Mu Zhiming suddenly realized something, and hurriedly tried to stop him: "Wait! Don't pick it up..."

But it was too late, Gu Heyan had already seen the four big characters of "Li Zhu Qinqi" on the invitation card.