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

On the third day of March, in Shangsi, when the sky was still dark and the curfew was lifted, Mu Zhiming and his father Mu Boren entered the palace in sedan chairs, and Mrs. Gong, Caiwei, Wen Heyin and others saw them off in front of the house.

Stepping on horseshoes, walking to Qiming, the morning light is twilight, entering the heavily guarded palace gate, abandoning the sedan chair and walking, and then going forward is the nine-son arch bridge carved with white jade dragons. Behind the arch bridge is the Taihe palace gate bathed in the morning sun. Watts, extravagant.

Mu Boren was not allowed to enter the harem, so he summoned eunuchs and commissioned someone to take Mu Zhiming to the Palace of Mercy, where the imperial concubine lived, to pay his respects.

Although the spring breeze is expected to be chilly, the palace is already full of flowers and birds singing and swallows dancing. Just when Mu Zhiming stepped into Fengyi Palace, he smelled a dark and warm fragrance. A woman with luxurious makeup, dressed in a crimson brocade dress, and wearing a jeweled pearl and a phoenix hairpin, is sitting on an arhat bun on the mattress, with black eyebrows and red lips, her beauty is peerless.

This is Mu Boren's younger sister, Mu Zhiming's aunt, the imperial concubine who is loved by thousands of people.

Mu Zhiming knelt down and saluted, the imperial concubine was overjoyed when she saw him, she called someone to stand beside her, and put melon and fruit cakes in Mu Zhiming's palm: "Little Li Zhu, long time no see, I really miss you."

"The imperial concubine is still so magnificent." Mu Zhiming was not restrained, and put the delicate pastry into his mouth with a smile.

"Your mouth is sweet." The imperial concubine's jade fingers were as pale as scallions, and she lightly tapped the tip of Mu Zhiming's nose.

"Imperial concubine, where's Ji'an?" Mu Zhiming expressed his doubts after eating a few pieces of pastries.

Fu Ji'an was the Seventh Prince of the current dynasty, the son of a noble concubine, and was three years younger than Mu Zhiming next year.

"He went to the Ciren Palace early in the morning to pay his respects to the emperor and the empress." The noble concubine said, "The princes are all here today. It is not known whether the palace will go to Jiuqu Mountain with you, and you can go with me on foot later."

Mu Zhiming nodded in agreement, and An Xin chatted with the imperial concubine and empress about gossip.

At three poles in the sun, some eunuchs came to invite the imperial concubine to leave. Mu Zhiming followed the imperial concubine's chariot and walked to the gate of the Taihe Palace. He saw the red wheels and flower hubs of the emperor's relatives gathered, and the imperial guards guarded the two sides and the end of the procession.

After waiting for a while, an eunuch shouted loudly: "The Holy Majesty is here."

At that time, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Mu Zhiming turned his head and looked, only to see Emperor Wen of Jin wearing a bright yellow and luxurious round-neck robe, with a hawk on his left arm, coming majestically on his horse, and behind him were several princes in good spirits, and Fu Yi was naturally there too. in.

Mu Zhiming drooped his eyes, his eyes were dim, and he used the chariot to block his figure.

After finishing the team, head to Jiuqu Mountain.

Half a day later, the mighty team arrived at Jiuqu Mountain, the tents had already been set up, Mu Zhiming just sat down in the tent with the imperial concubine and empress, when an eunuch rushed to report, the emperor summoned Mu Zhiming, the son of Duke Yan, to have an audience.

The imperial concubine dropped the melon seeds in her hand, jumped up from the soft cushion, trimmed Mu Zhiming's skirt and adorned him, told him what to say and what not to say, and then sent him out of the tent.

Mu Zhiming followed behind the eunuch, knowing that at this moment, the princes would definitely be with the emperor.

Fu Yi is also there.

He thought of his previous life, when he was young and ignorant of etiquette, he secretly looked around when he had an audience, and then he met a pair of eyes that were as soft as spring water, his heart swayed, and he felt that the fifth prince was really handsome and handsome.

But now, Mu Zhiming is full of...

How could his mother's eyes be blind at such a young age?

The eunuch led Mu Zhiming to the front of the imperial court, the emperor rode a horse and pointed to the nearby deep forest, surrounded by people, and Mu Boren was also waiting beside the emperor, Mu Zhiming was not frightened, did not look sideways, and bowed down Kneel and salute.

The emperor asked him to stand up and raise his head. After looking at it for a moment, he said with a smile: "Duke Yan, your eldest son has a brilliant appearance, and his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to those of a noble concubine."

Even though he is a son, yet he is praised for being beautiful, Mu Boren felt a little complicated, bowed his head and said: "The Holy Majesty is right, everyone in the clan said so, but the dog has a bad temper, he is still a child, not as dignified and virtuous as a noble concubine."

Mu Zhiming: "..."

Dad, why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open!What a dignified and virtuous concubine! ?Have you forgotten the time she buried me in the snow with her arms akimbo before laughing!

The emperor smiled but didn't answer, turned to look at Mu Zhiming, and asked, "What books do you read on weekdays?"

Mu Zhiming replied: "I have read the Book of Songs and Rites, and I have also read Jianghu Leisurely Miscellaneous."

"Oh?" The emperor smiled even more, "It sounds like you have a lot of knowledge? Then tell me, what do you think about hunting?"

Mu Zhiming took it easy: "Spring hunting is for searching, summer hunting is for seedlings, autumn hunting is for breeding, winter hunting is for hunting, just in time for spring, everything grows, the earth recovers, when the main thing is sacrifices, outings are fun, and when hunting and chasing, Pregnant animals and young animals should not be touched."

After listening to the emperor, he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Okay! You have a smart heart and a wonderful tongue, and you are extremely intelligent. Come and give me a royal horse!"

Mu Zhiming immediately knelt down and kowtowed to thank him, but he was crying in his heart.

Ahhh, is it not good to give gold, silver and jewelry? !Give the royal horse!Your majesty, your royal horse can kill me half my life!Really young life!

But the horse is all given, if you don’t ride it, you should move your head. On the surface, Mu Zhiming is beautiful, but in his heart, he rides on the royal horse, caresses its mane, and says silently: Don’t throw me, good horse, please Don't go crazy, I'll go back and burn high incense and eat vegetarian food for three days.

Under the attention of all the people, the emperor held the eagle bow like a full moon, and shot a sharp arrow into the forest. Everyone galloped on horseback, and the annual spring hunting began.

Mu Zhiming is not good at riding and archery, and lacks interest in hunting. He held the reins, trying to find an excuse not to ride a horse. When he looked up, he found that the fifth prince, Fu Yi, was galloping towards him on his horse.

At a glance, it seems like a previous life, but unfortunately, there is no youthful innocence and passion between the two, only the gully filled with blood and bones, and the full of resentment for suffering.