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

The east was pale, and Mu Zhiming accompanied Fu Ji'an to the South Academy in the palace to study.

In the South Academy, Mu Boren had already been waiting, and the juniors saluted. Fu Ji'an called "Sir". When the two turned their heads, they saw a person—the fifth prince, Fu Yi.

For the past three months, Fu Yi was the first one to go to South Academy every day, or to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics or ask for knowledge. He was already talented and intelligent, but now he studied harder than others. Even Mu Boren, who is not easy to praise others, All give him three points.

Although Mu Zhiming knew that he was a wolf-hearted, snake-bellied and wild goose-clawed man, but in terms of his style of work, he was really convinced.

Fu Ji'an was still young, and he didn't know the truth of people's unpredictability. He thought he was close to Fu Yi, and warmly greeted him: "Brother Emperor, you are really the first one to come to the academy again. I'm so impressed!"

Mu Zhiming followed Fu Ji'an forward, saluted and said indifferently: "I have seen the fifth prince."

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if Fu Yi was really reborn, would he feel guilty when he heard Fu Ji'an's intimate call to the emperor?

Fu Yi put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm used to getting up early, and there's nothing to admire. It's time to salute from Zhu Mo, so get up quickly."

"That's right." Fu Ji'an pushed Mu Zhiming with his elbow, "Brother Huang is not the kind of rigid and arrogant person, why are you so alienated? The three of us have been playing since we were young!"

These calm words, like iron claws and silver hooks, left a miserable wound on Mu Zhiming's heart after going through the sea of ​​blood in the previous life. He straightened up and smiled gently: "What the seventh prince said is true, I am very I miss those innocent friendships, but I don’t know, the fifth prince still remembers?”

Fu Yi was calm and calm, and smiled slightly: "Of course I remember, how could I forget? The days in Fengyi Palace are the most worry-free thoughts in my life."

He lowered his head, lost in memory.

Fu Yi's mother and concubine Wu came from a humble background, so even if she gave birth to a prince, she could only get the title of Jieyu. The emperor didn't like her, and he never saw her again after favoring her once.

As far as Fu Yi could remember, he had never seen his father except for the festive reunion days, and their mother and son had never had a peaceful day in this palace.

The other concubines who couldn't give birth to a prince couldn't understand Wu Jieyu and made things difficult for her everywhere. Seeing that Wu Jieyu was not favored, the servants who followed her power treated her coldly.

Later, when the imperial concubine entered the palace, she met Wu Jieyu when she was young, so after she entered the palace, she angrily denounced the evil master Diao Nu who persecuted their mother and child, not only protected Wu Jieyu everywhere, but also took her and Fu Yi into the palace Live together in Fengyi Palace.

Although there are many tricks in this palace and sinister people, but fortunately, the imperial concubine has won the emperor's favor, and she has a delicate heart, so despite many years of stormy waves, she is still safe and sound.

This fate also allowed Fu Yi, Fu Ji'an, and Mu Zhiming to know each other since they were young, and their relationship is much closer than others.

"Brother Huang, what are you talking about!" Fu Ji'an's clear voice pulled Fu Yi Piaoyuan's thoughts back, "How old are you, and you just say that this life is the most worry-free, and the days to come will be long!"

Fu Yi smiled, didn't answer the question, and just said: "Go and endorse the book, Mr. Xin will question you."

"Hey, why are you like Brother Mu, you know how to urge me to study, you two were obviously more playful than me when you were young!" Fu Jian complained, and obediently sat down at his desk, picked up the book, shook his head and began to recite.

Mu Zhiming saluted and bowed again, turned around and walked to the accompanying reading place at the back of the academy, Fu Yi looked at him unreservedly, with a playful smile.

Not long after, the princes arrived one after another, the morning bell and evening drum were sounded in the distance, and Mu Boren began to teach.

It was July, the cicadas were singing loudly, the heat was sweltering, and the princes who were studying were drowsy with their heads propped up. When it was approaching noon, Mu Boren suddenly sounded like a bell, and a loud sentence of "Learning without thinking is useless" scared everyone. Woke up and dozed off.

At this moment, the emperor walked into the academy slowly with a smile on his face, everyone's backs were sweating instantly, they stood up quickly, knelt down and saluted.

"Sit down, I'll take a look along the way." The emperor put his hands behind his back and said with a cheerful smile, "Duke Yan has worked hard."

Mu Boren bowed before he raised his head: "In his position and fulfilling his responsibilities, there is no hard work at all. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your great consideration."

"Calm down quickly." After the emperor finished speaking, he looked around the academy and paused for a moment longer on Fu Ji'an and Mu Zhiming at the corner of the academy. Suddenly, the emperor noticed something and asked with a frown, "Where's Qi'er?"

Mu Boren replied: "The prince said that he is not feeling well recently, he has a headache and brain fever, and he has been coming to the academy for three days."

The emperor sneered: "Really? I didn't know he was sick? All right, let's go to the Charity Palace to see him. Lord Yan, what are you teaching these days? Is there anyone who disobeys Mr.?"

"Of course not." Mu Boren waved his hands again and again, and then told the emperor about the books the princes read recently.

The emperor nodded again and again, and smiled kindly. At that moment, everyone guessed what he was going to say.

The emperor: "I will test them!"

Mu Zhiming seemed to be able to hear the wailing and howling in every prince's heart

The emperor thought for a moment: "Let's write this article silently" for the government. After writing silently and handing it over to me, you can leave for lunch. Read along with you and write silently, and hand it over to Mr. Wang.

Everyone felt sad and depressed, and took out pens, ink, paper and inkstones one after another, and the academy was silent for a while.

Mu Zhiming has memorized the Four Books since he was a child, and writing silently is easy for him. He finished writing silently early, but because he didn't want to steal the limelight, he didn't rush to hand it in, and pretended to be still writing.

At this moment, Fu Yi stood up holding the rice paper, which attracted admiration from the surroundings.

He presented the article Mo wrote to the emperor with both hands, the emperor took it and glanced at it casually, then put it aside, and said calmly: "Well, let's go."

Fu Yi saluted and left the academy.

After a while, Fu Ji'an also stood up, and the emperor saw that he had finished writing silently, Long Yan was very happy, and said with a smile: "Ji'an finished writing?"

"Father, please take a look." Fu Ji'an handed over the silently written article.

"Okay, okay." The emperor took it, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile, "Not bad, huh? There is a typo here."

"Huh?" Fu Ji'an was ashamed.

The emperor smiled and pointed out the typo to Fu Ji'an, and then patted his head lovingly: "You are still young, and you can write so quickly silently. You are already excellent. Do you have the reward you want?"

"Father loves you, sons and ministers don't lack anything." Fu Ji'an said.

"Don't be surprised, this is really similar to your mother and concubine, good boy." The emperor smiled and said, "Okay, go and rest."

"Thank you, father!" Fu Ji'an saluted, then turned his head and gave Mu Zhiming a look, telling him to write silently, and then walked out of the academy.

Mu Zhiming looked around and saw that the other princes were all overwhelmed. He expected that they would not finish writing silently so quickly, so he didn't wait any longer, got up and handed the silently written article to Mu Boren.

Unexpectedly, the emperor said: "Show it to me."

Mu Zhiming was slightly stunned, then hurriedly bowed and handed the rice paper in his hand to the emperor.

The emperor took a look at it and said with a smile: "The appearance is somewhat similar to that of the imperial concubine. I didn't expect that the handwriting in lower script is exactly the same as that of the imperial concubine. That's all right, you can step back."

Mu Zhiming leaned over to leave, walked out of the academy, came to the corridor, and was a little surprised to see Fu Yizheng and Fu Ji'an chatting in the corridor.

"Brother Mu!" Seeing Mu Zhiming coming out, Fu Ji'an waved to him, "Come on! Brother Huang said he wanted to talk to you!"

Mu Zhiming: "..."