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

On the first day of the first lunar month, there will be auspicious signs from the sky, and there will be auspicious snow and a bumper year.

Mu Zhiming climbed up early in the morning to visit the Queen Mother at Chenyuan Temple on Qingyun Peak.

The Bodhi is dust-free, the temples are facing the clouds, and the mountain peaks are covered in silver, seemingly isolated from the world.

Although it was freezing outside, the burning charcoal pots inside the meditation room gave a sense of warmth.

Mu Qingwan was dressed in sea green without any makeup, making Mu Zhiming somewhat unrecognizable.

But when she saw Mu Zhiming, she smiled softly, just like before.

Mu Zhiming talked to her about the great victory in the Northwest, about Ji'an's selection and appointment of talents, every sentence only talked about the present, not the past.

Mu Qingwan smiled gently while listening, telling Mu Zhiming to take care of herself and assist Ji'an.

When parting, Mu Qingwan sent Mu Zhiming to the gate of the temple, and suddenly asked him for something: "Xiao Lizhu, when you come to see me next time, bring me a box of sesame cloud cake, okay?"

Mu Zhiming: "Sesame cloud cake?"

"Yes." Mu Qingwan smiled softly, "Someone used to send me a box every now and then. At that time, I didn't feel that I wanted to eat it. Now that no one has delivered it, I still remember it very much."

Mu Zhiming: "Okay, don't worry, when I come next time, I will definitely bring it for you."

"Hmm~" Mu Qingwan waved her hand to say goodbye to Mu Zhiming.

Leaving Qing Yunfeng to the capital, it was already dusk, Mu Zhiming went back to Mu Mansion to have a big banquet with his parents, and after New Year's Eve, he and Wen Heyin took the carriage back to the General Mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Wen Zhongcheng lit a lantern and ran to Mu Zhiming with a letter on red paper: "Master Hou, the general has sent a letter. He will return to Beijing in seven days!"

Mu Zhiming immediately jumped for joy when he heard the words, his face was full of smiles, and he hurriedly asked: "Really?"

"It's absolutely true!" Wen Zhongcheng said firmly, and handed the letter to Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming immediately opened the letter, and read it carefully by the light of the bright lantern and candle.

Wen Heyin stretched out his hand to brush off the cold snow on his Sujin crane-pattern cloak: "Master, let's take a look after entering the house. It's so windy here, don't you think it's cold?"

Mu Zhiming didn't take his eyes off, and took the time to answer: "I can't wait."

Wen Heyin asked: "Is the general really coming back?"

"Well, really." Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes, "After being separated for half a year, we can finally meet each other."

Wen Heyin: "Does the general not know that you have recalled the past?"

"I don't know yet." Mu Zhiming smiled and nodded.

Wen Heyin: "The general will be very happy when he finds out."

Wen Zhongcheng: "Master Hou, let's go into the house first. It's really too cold here, so don't provoke the wind and cold."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming carefully put away the letter, and walked to the wing.

When he came to the door of the wing room, Mu Zhiming stopped, he walked out of the white mist, rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, and looked at the plane tree in the yard in front of the wing with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he stopped again and refused to enter the house, Wen Heyin asked suspiciously.

"Ayin." Mu Zhiming smiled, "I always thought that the general planted a sycamore tree here because he liked me, do you think so?"

"I don't know! When the general comes back, you can ask him yourself!" Wen Heyin pushed Mu Zhiming to the wing room, "I'm going to die of cold, why are you not afraid of the cold?"

Mu Zhiming: "This is called the return date of the acquaintance, forget about the cold right now."

"Go into the house, go in!" Wen Heyin said, "Stop laughing like a fool!"

Seven days later, Gu Heyan led the soldiers of the Rongyan Army and returned to Beijing in a splendid manner. The common people beat gongs and drums and lined the road to welcome them.

The list of meritorious deeds added another highlight. Gu Heyan was commended by the new emperor Fu Ji'an in front of the Golden Palace.

After that, Fu Ji'an held a celebration banquet in Qilin Pavilion to celebrate the big day with the soldiers.

There are songs and dances at the banquet to add to the fun, and singing a song of peace will eventually lead to prosperity.

All the officers and soldiers of the Melting Flame Army attending the banquet can stay in Miyagi, but once the celebration banquet is over, Gu Heyan immediately returns to the General's Mansion on horseback.

It was already midnight, and it was time for curfew, and the snowy and slippery streets of the capital were deserted.

Dada's horseshoes stopped in front of the simple General's Mansion.

Gu Heyan got off his horse and saw bright red lanterns hanging beside the vermilion plaque, and the snow on the stone steps was swept clean.

Someone knew he was coming home.

Gu Heyan stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and took a look.

A round of toads came out of Yunqu, and the empty courtyard was completely silent. Between the moonlight and the snow, there was a person waiting for him.

Gu Heyan II triumphantly returned after several expeditions to the frontier.

Only this time, to him, the General's Mansion is no longer just a simple courtyard mansion, but a homecoming.

"He Yan!" Mu Zhiming smiled at him, "You are back."

Gu Heyan strode towards the man, stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly.

Mu Zhiming was bent back by Gu Heyan, took half a step back to stabilize his body, hugged Gu Heyan back, and expressed his missing without any scruple: "I miss you so much."

"Me too." Gu Heyan's voice was muffled, he hugged for a moment, let go, and took Mu Zhiming to the wing room, "The courtyard is cold, how can you wait here?"

"I was waiting in the room before, but Heyin said he heard the sound of horseshoes, so I came out." In order to prove that he was not lying, Mu Zhiming held Gu Heyan's hand and let him feel the warmth of his palm.

Gu Heyan heaved a sigh of relief, and brought Mu Zhiming into the wing.

There is a charcoal brazier in the wing room to dispel the chill of winter.

Mu Zhiming saw that Gu Heyan's shoulders were wet by the cold snow, and hurriedly said: "The clothes are all wet by the snow, change them quickly, I'll bring you a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold."

Gu Heyan: "Ginger soup?"

"Yeah." Mu Zhiming nodded, "I stayed up at dusk, thinking that you might come back tonight."

Mu Zhiming wanted to go to the kitchen, but Gu Heyan held his wrist and prevented him from leaving.

Mu Zhiming looked back at Gu Heyan, "What's wrong?"

Gu Heyan looked at Mu Zhiming without blinking.

Mu Zhiming just said 'maybe back', so Mu Zhiming is not sure whether he will return home tonight.

even so.

He still hung up bright lanterns, cleared the snow in front of the door, made ginger soup, refused to go to bed when he was a child, and waited quietly in the courtyard drenched in snow when he heard the sound of horseshoes.

Mu Zhiming: "Why are you looking at me like this... um."

Mu Zhiming didn't say anything, but was pulled into Gu Heyan's arms and kissed.

This kiss was passionate and intense, Mu Zhiming was so kissed that he took two steps back, and finally leaned his waist on the table and could not retreat.

Gu Heyan was willing to let go of Mu Zhiming until his lips and tongue became numb.

Mu Zhiming's head became a paste due to suffocation, but he still didn't forget to go to the kitchen to bring ginger soup to Gu Heyan.

Watching Gu Heyan drink Bi Jiang Tang, Mu Zhiming asked Gu Heyan to change his wet clothes quickly to avoid catching cold.

Gu Heyan nodded and followed suit.

It's just that although the wet clothes were changed, the dry clothes couldn't be put on immediately.

In the evening of the next day, Gu Heyan came out of the wing room and asked Juanniang to cook some sweet porridge and light soup.

After the meal was ready, Gu Heyan brought it into the wing room himself, and saw Mu Zhiming on the bed half asleep, with his eyes closed and dazedly reaching out to pat the quilt beside him.

Gu Heyan knew that he was looking for him, so he quickly put the porridge and soup on the table, and walked over quickly.

Mu Zhiming, who couldn't find anyone beside him, suddenly became conscious. He opened his eyes and propped up half of his body. Seeing Gu Heyan standing by the couch, he lay back silently.

Gu Heyan reached out and stroked his black hair on the temples: "Get up and have some porridge."

"Lie down again." Mu Zhiming said lazily, stretching out his hand to lightly tug on Gu Heyan's sleeve.

Gu Heyan understood, and lay down beside Mu Zhiming, hugging him.

Mu Zhiming fell asleep again for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he woke up completely.

He raised his eyes and saw the thick-trunked sycamore tree outside the window. Remembering his previous doubts, he smiled and asked, "He Yan, there is one thing I don't understand."

Gu Heyan: "What's the matter?"

Mu Zhiming: "Why did you plant that sycamore tree in the courtyard of your wing?"

Gu Heyan hesitated for a while, but said honestly, "I fell because of you."

After getting the answer he wanted, Mu Zhiming smiled happily with his eyes bent, and sighed with emotion after laughing.

Although Gu Heyan had never expressed his admiration to him directly in words, the more Gu Heyan thought about his every move, the more he felt the deepest affection.

Mu Zhiming smiled at the corner of his mouth: "He Yan, you have always been reticent. In the previous life, I always mistakenly thought that you hated me. It was not until this life that I realized that your love is unwavering."

Gu Heyan caught something, and opened his eyes slightly: "You said, previous life?"

"Yes." Mu Zhiming laughed loudly, "He Yan, I remember it all."

Gu Heyan hugged him, his arms trembling slightly, and murmured: "That's great, that's great..."

Mu Zhiming patted Gu Heyan's back comfortingly: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

The breeze perches on the phoenix trees, and everything is happy.

In a blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival.

Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan brightened up the mansion early in the morning, hanging exquisite lanterns on the corners of the eaves, corridors and in front of the wing rooms.

The General's Mansion, which has always been deserted, finally has a festive atmosphere this year.

Mu Zhiming suddenly remembered something, and asked Gu Heyan: "Heyan, there is a phoenix lantern in the wooden cabinet in your wing room, do you want to take it out and hang it?"

Gu Heyan was stunned, and looked at Mu Zhiming in a daze.

Mu Zhiming hurriedly explained: "When I lost my memory, I was looking for books in the wing room, and I saw it by accident, did I offend you?"

"No..." Gu Heyan came back to his senses, "I... will look for it."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming watched Gu Heyan leave, then looked up to see if the fish lantern that was hung just now was crooked.

Not long after, Gu Heyan came back, holding the phoenix lantern in his hand.

Although the skeleton of the lantern is not broken, but because it has been stored for too long, it has faded and looked old, but when the lamp is lit, it seems that a ball of flame rises in the heart of the phoenix, which is dazzling and eye-catching.

Mu Zhiming was about to ask Gu Heyan where the lantern should be hung, but Gu Heyan spoke before him.

He asked what he hadn't been able to ask a few years ago: "I heard that today's market lanterns are as bright as stars, would you like to go and have a look with me?"

Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes: "Of course I do."

On the night of the first lunar month, thousands of doors are unlocked and thousands of lights are lit, torches illuminate the ground, singing and dancing promote peace.

Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan were watching the lantern show on the shoulder-to-shoulder street, the crowd was crowded, Gu Heyan was protecting the phoenix lantern in his hand, and when he didn't pay attention, he found that Mu Zhiming was no longer by his side.

They separated.

When Gu Heyan was looking around in panic, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

He turned to look.

Mu Zhiming struggled to squeeze through the sea of ​​people, to his side, interlocked his fingers, and smiled at him: "Holding hands like this, I won't be afraid of getting separated, He Yan, you go forward, I will go with you."

So, Gu Heyan took him by the hand.

Walk through Cheongyang, Yanjie, Jinsu, and Muxue.

Walk through the prosperous and prosperous scenes of the world from generation to generation.