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

In the commander's tent, Xu Zhiwei was reporting to Gu Heyan on matters such as building walls and storing food today. These things are very trivial and repetitive, but because he only took over the military affairs here, even if it is a simple thing that is repeated every day, Gu Heyan will He reported one by one, so as not to make mistakes.

Today he just started talking, when suddenly a soldier came to report: "Report to the general, there is someone outside, please see."

Gu Heyan asked, "Who?"

The young soldier said, "That ceremonial officer Wailang from the imperial court."

Gu Heyan's eyes trembled, and he waited for a while before saying, "I see."

The young soldier asked, "Do you want to invite that adult in?"

Gu Heyan said: "Wait a minute." Then he turned to Xu Zhiwei: "Is the report over?"

"Not yet." Xu Zhiwei thought that General Gu would definitely let that Mr. Mu come in first to talk about the matter, but Gu Heyan actually said: "Then you continue."

Xu Zhiwei was stunned, and hurriedly opened his mouth to continue reporting the matter, Gu Heyan added: "Speak within ten words."

Xu Zhiwei: "..."

I still say a fart for ten words! ! !

一

Outside the tent, Mu Zhiming saw that the young soldiers who had reported entered the tent, he was a little nervous, wondering if Gu Heyan would be disturbed by his sudden arrival.

When he was feeling a little uneasy, Xu Zhiwei came out of the tent, and after meeting Mu Zhiming, Xu Zhi clasped his fists with a smile and said, "Lord Mu."

"Xu participated in the military." Mu Zhiming replied, "Is General Gu busy?"

Xu Zhiwei smiled, "You're here, no matter how busy General Gu is, he won't be busy anymore."

Mu Zhiming was stunned, but he didn't understand the meaning, the young soldier who reported it lifted the curtain and ran out: "My lord, the general invites you to enter the account."

Mu Zhiming didn't dare to delay, bid farewell to Xu Zhiwei, let Wen Heyin wait outside the tent, got up and walked into the tent by himself, saw Gu Heyan sitting in front of the long low desk with bamboo slips of war, hurriedly stepped forward to bow Salute: "Meet the general."

"Sit." Gu Heyan pointed to the seat opposite him. The seat was covered with soft white fox fur, which was incompatible with the simple and simple tent everywhere.

Mu Zhiming lifted up his robe and sat down, solemnly said: "I have something to discuss with you, General."

Gu Heyan didn't seem to have thought that Mu Zhiming was here to talk about serious business, he was slightly startled, and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"I came here by imperial decree. Apart from learning the Gouji language, I also investigated why the Gouji Congress suddenly sent troops. I heard that there is a clue in Baicheng not far away. I want to ask the general for a document so that I can enter and leave the barracks conveniently." Mu Zhi Ming begged.

Gu Heyan understood, untied a gold-plated silver medal from his waist, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming took a closer look and saw the four characters "General Yubayashi" written on the waist card.

"With this, you can enter and leave the barracks at will." Gu Heyan said.

"This, this, this is a gift from the emperor..." Mu Zhiming was a little incoherent, he just wanted to seal the document, how could he know that Gu Heyan handed him such a valuable thing.

"Yeah." Gu Heyan nodded, "When you go to Baicheng, remember to bring your guards with you."

"Thank you, brother Gu, for your trust." Mu Zhiming took a deep breath, took it with both hands gratefully and put it into his arms, "I will definitely keep this thing safe and return it as it is."

After talking about the business, Gu Heyan stared at Mu Zhiming intently, and lowered his voice: "You... do you want to reminisce about the past now?"

Mu Zhiming looked at the pile of messy papers on his desk, and thought of Xia Houhu saying that he took care of all major and minor matters in the army, and Xu Zhiwei was still talking with him in the camp just now, guessing that Gu Heyan must be extremely busy now, how could he be so busy now? Annoyed him with reminiscing about the past, so he said seriously: "No, no, I'll bother you when Brother Gu is free, then I'll take my leave first."

Gu Heyan: "...um."

He watched Mu Zhiming leave the tent, then lowered his eyes in disappointment, and sat there silently for a long while without moving.

一

After getting the waist card, Mu Zhiming went to Baicheng for several days, trying to find some clues.

If it takes more than an hour to travel from the barracks to Baicheng by horse-drawn carriage, it was originally a bustling and lively border town. Unfortunately, after the devastation of the war, its splendor is no longer what it used to be. However, many people from Baicheng who were exiled due to the war have come back to find their homes, and they have come back to find their homes for the desolate city. Add a touch of life.

Mu Zhiming and Wen Heyin found the market that Xia Houhu mentioned. There are only a few shops open there, selling common items such as medicinal materials and cloth. Looking forward from the street, one can vaguely guess the hustle and bustle of the year.

Mu Zhiming visited for several days, but found nothing, but it could be seen that some elderly people in Baicheng did not hate Gouji when they mentioned it, and even missed the past when they had good relations with Gouji.

On this day, Mu Zhiming came to the market again and asked questions along the street. Seeing that dusk was approaching, he still didn't ask any questions. Mu Zhiming couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. forward.

At the end of the market street, behind the mahogany archway stood a notice board with many dilapidated and old notices.

Mu Zhiming took a closer look, and when he was distinguishing the blurred words on the notice, Heyin came up a few steps: "Master, I just saw a shop selling pastries, which sells walnut cakes, and we are here The walnut cakes delivered with lunch at the military camp look alike, don’t you really like them? Would you like to buy some?”

Mu Zhiming concentrated on looking at the bulletin board, and didn't listen to Heyin's words. Seeing that he was thinking, Wen Heyin shut up quickly, not daring to disturb him.

Most of the notices were stamped with the seal of the government, stating the rules for setting up stalls in the market, such as no fighting, but what attracted Mu Zhiming was a tax notice.

"Five out of ten? The business tax in Dajin is not so high..." Mu Zhiming took off the notice and was about to tuck it into his sleeve, when Wen Heyin stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "This torn paper is so dirty. , let me go."

"It's okay." Only then did Mu Zhiming notice that Wen Heyin was beside him, he put away the notice, smiled at Wen Heyin, "Let's go, it's getting dark, we have to go back to the barracks."

Wen Heyin looked up and saw that the sky was dark, so he didn't mention the pastries anymore, and hurriedly left Baicheng with Mu Zhiming.

一

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of the training horns in the barracks entered my ears. Mu Zhiming started to cough as soon as he woke up. As winter approached, the weather became colder and colder. After two sounds, he regained his composure, otherwise Wen He's voice would nudge him to death.

It was difficult to fall asleep after waking up, Mu Zhiming got up, washed and dressed.Today is the day when the family letter arrives in Beijing. Wen Heyin took the letter he wrote yesterday to the post station. Mu Zhiming was not alone, and went to Gu Heyan with the notice that was uncovered yesterday. The soldiers informed General Gu that he was not in the barracks.

After Mu Zhiming left angrily, the two young soldiers started chatting.

"Recently, the general left the barracks every day before dawn, and he didn't know where to go."

"It seems to be going shopping in Baicheng."

"What do you need to buy every day? He is already busy, and he often only turns off the candles at midnight. This is to buy things, and he goes back and forth every day, which saves more than an hour of rest."

"Who knows about the general."