On the fifth day after Gu Miao's funeral, a decree came down from heaven, appointing Wei Lingyun, the general of the Rongyan Army stationed in the northwest border, as the general to continue fighting against the Xirong people and guarding the people of the mountains and rivers.He ordered Gu Miao's son, Gu Heyan, the marshal of the Rongyan Army, to serve as Yubayashi's lieutenant, leading [-] troops, to go to the northwest frontier for support.

The next day, Fu Ji'an fell asleep until Chen Shi, and when he woke up, he was dumbfounded.

Because Mu Zhiming didn't come to kill him, he shouted him to get up in shock.

He stood up and asked the servants who were serving him, and the palace servants smiled and replied: "Yesterday, the young prince of the Duke of Yan greeted the imperial concubine, and said that he would ask for leave today and not enter the palace, and the imperial concubine also agreed."

Fu Ji'an scratched his head and muttered: "Brother Mu, what's the matter? Ah, wait, today is my master's expedition day! I have to send him off, ahhh!"

The Seventh Prince howled and was about to get up in a hurry, but was held down by the palace guards: "Your Highness, don't be so busy, at this time, they have already left the city with their entire army."



On the outskirts of the city, with the sound of drums and horns, and the fluttering of flags, [-] soldiers are ready to go to the frontier.

Gu Heyan was dressed in military uniform and was riding on a horse. His best friend Pei Hantang was also riding a horse beside him. Looking at the mighty army, he said with emotion: "When my father sent me to General Gu's residence to learn martial arts, you and I He was only six years old, and now in a flash, things are different."

"Don't send it far, let's go back." Gu Heyan said calmly.

"Okay." Pei Hantang nodded helplessly, and said with a smile, "If you don't like to hear those sloppy farewell words, I won't say them. Anyway, come back earlier, and then I'll treat you to a lake view and moonlight drinking."

"Okay." Gu Heyan nodded firmly.

Pei Hantang cupped his fists to say goodbye. When he returned to the city on his horse, he passed a carriage.

Gu Heyan tightened the reins and was about to steer his horse to the front of the team. Suddenly, a carriage stopped beside the ancient road. The flying dust had not yet dissipated. One person opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. After colliding in the air, they hurried towards Gu Heyan.

Wen Heyin bent down and opened the curtain, she wanted to get out of the carriage and follow behind Mu Zhiming, but when she looked up, she saw Gu Heyan was not far ahead, so she retreated into the carriage.

Gu Heyan quickly got off his horse, and at that moment, Mu Zhiming stood still in front of him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Gu Heyan looked away first, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Mu Zhiming replied without thinking: "I want to see you off, so I'm here."

Gu Heyan raised his eyes suddenly because of surprise and confusion, but after a moment, he immediately restrained his expression and lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming asked: "What's the matter? Can't I come and see you off?"

Gu Heyan: "... yes."

Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes and laughed, he thought for a moment, and asked, "Brother Gu, do you want to hear the farewell poems about the future, or what I want to say to you?"

Gu Heyan: "You want to say it yourself."

"Then..." The young prince of the Duke of Yan was a little shy, he hesitated and said, "The environment in the frontier is difficult, you should treat yourself better."

Gu Heyan nodded: "Yes."

"I will take good care of Aunt Liang's family for you." Mu Zhiming promised.

Gu Heyan was slightly taken aback, but he didn't ask why the servants of the Gu family needed Mu Zhiming's care, but just said: "Thank you."

"And..." Mu Zhiming, who is usually eloquent, continued to stammer, "Eat well, rest well, and don't work too hard."

Gu Heyan continued to nod: "Yes."

"Then...and...uh...and..." Mu Zhiming thought and thought, and finally said, "Don't get hurt."

Gu Heyan closed his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Zhiming asked in a little panic, "Why didn't you answer? Did I say the wrong thing?"

Gu Heyan said softly: "It's impossible not to get hurt, I can't agree."

Mu Zhiming was stunned for a while, his heart throbbed inexplicably, and then he let out a long sigh.

Suddenly a soldier rode over and urged: "Young commander, it's getting late, it's time to set off."

Gu Heyan nodded to the soldiers: "Okay." Then turned to look at Mu Zhiming: "I should go." After a pause for a few seconds, he added, "Thank you for coming to see me off."

"It should be." Mu Zhiming cupped his fists and saluted, "After all, Brother Gu is my savior."

Gu Heyan nodded, and said indifferently: "I see."

Mu Zhiming still didn't understand what Gu Heyan meant by "so it is so", Gu Heyan said again: "Go back to the carriage."

Mu Zhiming was overjoyed, and said with a smile, "Brother Gu, I'm the one to see you off, how can I go back to the carriage first? Of course I have to watch you leave."

Gu Heyan frowned, and said coldly, "Go back."

Mu Zhiming never expected that Gu Heyan would insist on this matter. Seeing that his expression was already displeased, he had no choice but to follow his will, bowed his head and bid farewell to him again, then turned and walked towards the carriage.

Gu Heyan watched Mu Zhiming get into the carriage without blinking, then turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and steered the red horse to gallop towards the front of the army.

Mu Zhiming lifted the curtain and got into the carriage, Wen Heyin stretched out his hand to support him, and said, "Master, I was worried that you would stand by the ancient road and watch people leave before returning to the carriage. When you move, there will be dust, your lungs are not good, if the old disease recurs after inhaling the dust, you will have to cough for three days and three nights before you can recover."

"How could I be so sick and weak!" Mu Zhiming was depressed, "It's just some dust, just fan it casually."

"Who was coughing up blood due to lung disease when he was eight years old, and it took three years to raise him up." Wen Heyin mercilessly revealed his shortcomings.

"You also know that you are eight years old!" Mu Zhiming exclaimed angrily, "It happened so many years ago, and it has been better for a long time!"

Wen Heyin pouted, noncommittal.

Mu Zhiming lifted the curtain of the carriage, and saw the marching banners facing the dazzling golden wheel, the ranks of soldiers could not see the end, and there was no figure of Gu Heyan in front or behind.

"Master, aren't you going back to the mansion?" Wen Heyin asked him.

"Go back." Mu Zhiming said with downcast eyes.

The carriage drove slowly towards the city, and passed the marching team shoulder to shoulder.

In the spring of the next year, the war in the northwest was quelled, and the time between the massacre of the city and the fleeing of the Xirong people was only three months.

When the battle report was sent back to the capital, everyone was wondering, what happened in the frontier?

Another battle report solved this question.

Gu Heyan fought seven games, won seven games, and killed more with less. In the end, he directly led the elite cavalry of the Melting Flame, and went deep into the hinterland alone, attacked the enemy camp, and captured the leader of the Xirong tribe alive.

Since then, Gu Heyan's reputation and reputation have been incomparable for a while.

He was stationed in the northwest frontier, and spent more than half a year fighting against the lingering forces of the Xirong people, building a line of defense, training troops to defend, and protecting the stability of the people.

This year, Gu Heyan was named General Yubayashi and replaced Gu Miao as the head coach of the Melting Flame Army.

Another half a year later, the Gouji country in the northeast of Baishan suddenly invaded with troops. The two countries had a good relationship and had trade relations, but no one thought that the Gouji country would suddenly stab the sword. None of the soldiers on the border of Baishan could react. Gouji Kingdom has occupied three cities in a row, and the flames of war are about to spread to the Central Plains.

Gu Heyan was ordered to lead the melting flame army to support the northeast frontier when he was in danger.

The young man lived up to expectations, repelled the Gouji Kingdom, and recaptured the three cities boldly.

In that year, the story of the young and talented general was circulated in the market.

In the same year, the emperor discussed the state affairs in the Xuande Hall, and discussed with his ministers why Gouji invaded with troops.

All the ministers discussed: "The small barbarian country must be coveting our land, food, sheep and cloth because of lack of greed. We should use force to deter them."

Amidst the discussions, Duke Yan spoke bluntly: "When the first emperor was in power when he was young, he took the initiative to send envoys to Gouji country to exchange poems, articles and songs. Yu Zai, if you look around, is there anyone who can speak the Gouji language? Is there anyone who can take on the heavy responsibility of an envoy?"

When the emperor heard this, he felt enlightened and enlightened, and immediately decided to choose a person from the Ministry of Rites to go to the northeast of Baishan Mountain to learn Gouji language, so as to prepare for future missions to foreign countries when the frontier is stable.

But this is a hard job, not to mention the difficult environment in the frontier, and it is possible to be imprisoned or even killed if you go to another country as an envoy in the future.

Just when the emperor was uncertain about the election, one person wrote a letter and took the initiative to invite Ying.

This person is a person that no one has thought of, nor will he think about.

The son of Duke Yan, Mu Zhiming.

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