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

In the side hall, Mu Zhiming stood at the door, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, walked in after touching the skirt of his clothes, bowed his head and put his hands together: "Father, mother."

Inside the room, Mu Boren and Mrs. Gong sat on the grand teacher's chair in front of the screen of the four gentlemen's wooden carvings. Mrs. Gong smiled, and Mrs. Mu Boren raised his head and cast a glance at Mu Zhiming: "Have you finished talking nonsense?"

"It's over, father, don't blame me." Mu Zhiming said with a smile.

"Hmph." Mu Boren patted the armrest of the grand master's chair.

"Okay, okay, who doesn't have nightmares in his life, and doesn't say a few stupid words." Mrs. Gong waved to Mu Zhiming, "Li Zhu, come to my mother."

Mu Zhiming walked up to Mrs. Gong, Mrs. Gong gently held his hand, lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Li Zhu, I just called you here to tell you that the imperial concubine and empress will call your father for the spring hunting ceremony next month." I will enter the palace with you and go to Jiuqu Mountain together, and I will be blessed by Mu Sheng, wishing you a healthy and peaceful year."

Spring Hunting Priest, the four words fluttered into Mu Zhiming's ears, and immediately turned into an invisible withered bone claw, pinching and twisting Mu Zhiming's heart hard, making his breathing stagnant.

Because that was the beginning of all the evil fate and chaos in the previous life.

In the spring hunting ceremony in the previous life, the horse that Mu Zhiming was riding went mad because of being hit by a wild beast, and he drove Mu Zhiming wildly in the deep forest. In the chaos, Mu Zhiming was thrown into the deep pool of the mountain stream, drowned and lost consciousness.

Then, regardless of the danger, the fifth prince Fu Yi jumped into the deep pool to rescue him.

From then on, Mu Zhiming devoted himself to repaying his kindness, made mistakes every step of the way, and stepped into the abyss of pain beyond redemption.

"Li Zhu, did you understand what I told you?" Mu Boren asked after explaining all the rules in the palace.

Mu Zhiming struggled from the nightmare of his previous life, his breathing was not smooth, and he answered in a trembling voice: "I heard clearly, my child."

He bowed his head, then raised his head, his eyes were as cold as the thousand-year-old ice in the polar region, and even as hard as the black iron tempered by the raging fire. Mu Zhiming made up his mind that in this life, he must cut everything with his own hands, and never repeat the same mistakes.

After much deliberation, Mu Zhiming began to learn how to hold his breath in water.

During the spring hunting, his horse was given by the emperor, so he had to ride it.

If there must be a catastrophe, then he will cross it by himself. As long as he can float out of the deep pool in the mountain stream by himself, without the need for others to save him, he will not owe any life debt.

But now it's cold in early spring, it's not wise to learn water skills in rivers and streams, Mu Zhiming remembered that there was a big bathtub in the mansion, he was young and his body hadn't grown yet, and he could just float in that big bathtub.

"Sister Caiwei." After returning to the wing room, Mu Zhiming hurriedly called Caiwei, "Please do me a favor, put the largest wooden bathtub that can be found in the mansion in my room, and fill it with hot water."

Although Caiwei was puzzled, she still followed suit.

A few days later, on this day, Mu Zhiming was immersing himself in the wooden bathtub filled with water to practice holding his breath when he suddenly heard Caiwei knocking on the door: "Master, Doctor Kuang is here."

With a splash, Mu Zhiming jumped out of the water, splashed and coughed violently.

Caiwei, who was standing outside the house, heard the movement and said worriedly: "Master, are you sinking in the water again? Don't choke and hurt your throat."

"It's okay, cough, why is Dr. Kuang here, cough cough." Mu Zhiming spit water and touched his face, quickly climbed out of the bathtub, wiped off the water on his body, put on his coat, and then Caiwei walked into the room to help He wears an outer robe and accessories, and never falls.

After tidying up his grooming, Mu Zhiming hurriedly went to the main hall to see Dr. Kuang.

Dr. Kuang is an imperial physician, and Mu Zhiming's father is an old friend for many years. The relationship between the two families is very close. Mu Zhiming had a headache since he was a child, and he was treated by Dr. Kuang. Slacking off, he trotted to the main hall, saw Dr. Kuang sitting there with a small medicine box carved with huanghuali carvings and birds, and quickly greeted him: "Doctor Kuang, why are you here? Didn't you enter the palace to work in the Imperial Medical Office today?"

"Hey." Dr. Kuang stood up worriedly when he saw him coming, and grabbed Mu Zhiming's wrist to feel his pulse, "Li Zhu, what happened to you recently?"

"I'm fine, what can happen to me." Mu Zhiming replied confusedly.

"The little guard next to you came looking for me." Dr. Kuang pointed to his forehead worriedly, "He said there is something wrong with your brain!"

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Dr. Kuang: "Soak in the bathtub every day and go crazy!"

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Half an hour later, Mu Zhiming chased Wen Heyin and ran up and down the yard, and he was bound to beat him up: "Wen! He! Yin! Stop! You're just out of your mind!"

Wen Heyin tapped her toes, leaped to the gazebo at the four corners of the bamboo grove in the courtyard, held the treasure top in her hand, stabilized her body and shouted down: "I'm not wrong, you just ignore people after soaking in the bathtub all day long! Whoever is not sick It will be like this!"

Mu Zhiming didn't know how to do light work, so he stood in front of the gazebo, raised his head and shouted angrily: "Get down!"

Wen Heyin shook his head: "I can't hear you, I can't hear you."

Mu Zhiming rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, you have the ability to stay on it for the rest of your life! Don't come down!"

The two were arguing, the rain was as moist as crisp, and it was falling, and Mu Zhiming raised his hand to cover his head, and Caiwei hurried over with an oil-paper umbrella, "All right, all right, the gods can't stand the trouble Here, I will give you both the rain." She held up an umbrella to shield Mu Zhiming from the rain, and then shouted at the gazebo, "Ayin, are you still not coming down? You have become drowned and caught wind and cold, I don't care about you. "

Wen Heyin jumped down the pavilion slowly, and saw Mu Zhiming smile sadly, and then rushed over to grab him.

"Ah! Sister Caiwei, help me!" Wen Heyin hid behind Caiwei, reached out and grabbed her sleeve, pulling her to block Mu Zhiming.

"Don't say it's Sister Caiwei, even if the king of heaven comes, I can't save you!" Mu Zhiming shouted angrily.

The two of them were chasing each other around Caiwei, Caiwei was dragged to this side, helplessly said: "Young master, you must not say those vulgar words just now in front of the master, hey Hey, you two really upset me, and listen to me, Dr. Kuang is in the mansion today, the Duke is hosting a banquet, the young master must not be late, follow me to change clothes, and wait in the banquet hall."

The peaches and apricots are soaked in rain, and the fragrance is full of spring. Today's Yan Guogong's mansion is full of joy.

The days passed by, and finally came the day when Mu Zhiming entered the palace.