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

Fu Yi came on horseback, stepped on the spring grass and swept the wind, and stopped in front of Mu Zhiming.

He is two years older than Mu Zhiming, a 16-year-old boy, his facial features are still immature, but there is a bit of calculation hidden in tenderness in his brows and eyes, because vermilion goes deep into the palace wall and can break the most lonely bones in the world.

"Li Zhu, I haven't seen you for a while, I often think of you in my heart, how are you doing recently?" Fu Yi asked with curved eyes.

Mu Zhiming's eyes didn't have any ripples, he covered his left hand with his right hand, and saluted: "I've seen the fifth prince."

"Why are you so formal? Didn't you always call me brother Fu Yi when you met each other in the palace when you were young?" Fu Yi said with a smile.

"The child has no rules and manners, and I don't know etiquette. I ask the fifth prince to forgive me." Mu Zhiming responded indifferently.

A trace of confusion flashed in Fu Yi's eyes, and he smiled again: "It is said that the Duke of Yan is a man of great talents and rich in education, but now it seems that the tiger father has no dogs, and what you said to my father just now is really impressive. .”

"Thank you, Fifth Prince, for your encouragement." Mu Zhiming lowered his eyes, "I heard that today's hunting, the animals hunted by the princes should be handed over to the emperor for viewing. If the fifth prince keeps talking about old times with me to pass the time, this rare and rare beast will definitely be worth it!" Being snatched away by others, so shameless to face the Holy One.”

Fu Yi smiled: "That's right, let's take my leave first."

After clasping his fists together, he whipped the horse and drove it into the forest.

Mu Zhiming waited for his figure to disappear completely, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, then lowered his head, and found that his hands had been strangled with a blood-red mark because he was holding the rein tightly, and he clasped his palms together slightly, feeling very distressed.

It can be seen how much effort he took to endure the scorching anger in his chest.

Mu Zhiming asked himself.

Could he not hate Fu Yi?How could he not hate it?

In the last life, after he was rescued by Fu Yi after falling into the deep pool in spring hunting, he has never held back and devoted himself to reciprocating. His relationship with Fu Yi has become closer and closer, and he has offered advice many times to stabilize Fu Yi's position in the court.

But then what?

Later, Mu Zhiming's father, Mu Boren, was included in a book. It was written that he formed a faction with the virtuous king Fu Ji'an, secretly conspired against him, and intended to usurp the throne.

At that time, the emperor was seriously ill in bed, and the crown prince who supervised the country was furious, and ordered Bi Ansi and Yu Shitai to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Then, the iron evidence was solid and convincing. The peaceful and quiet Yan State Mansion was raided overnight. Mu Boren was put in death row. Gong committed suicide.

But did Mu Boren really conspire against him?

He just said: "The virtuous king is benevolent, likes to accept advice, and has the ambition to govern the country, but unfortunately he is not the eldest son."

Who is the person who admired Boren?Who is forging the evidence?Who was the one who pushed the mansion of Duke Yan into the abyss of eternal doom?

It was Fu Yi who went in and out of Yan Guogong's mansion every day some time ago!

It means brother Yi who loves him and wants to get along with him for a hundred years!

It was the fifth prince who married the daughter of the commander of the imperial army immediately after the conclusion of King Xian's treason was settled!

Mu Zhiming was bruised and bruised from being trampled on, his heart was broken, and when he cried out his blood and tears, he finally understood.

He is just a pawn of Fu Yi, used to bring down the pawn of Fu Ji'an, the virtuous king who enjoys a high reputation in the court and is loved by the emperor.

He hated it, he wished he could chew Fu Yi's bones, eat his flesh and be bloodthirsty, and let Fu Yi taste the most painful and difficult suffering in the world.

But he has more important things to do than revenge.

He wants to break the evil arrows and poisonous knives of power and conspiracy, wants the Yan State Mansion to be peaceful for a hundred years, wants the one he loves to have no worries for a lifetime, and wants the plain joy that is the most difficult to promise in this world.

一

Mu Zhiming took a few deep breaths to calm down his complicated emotions, and a soft call came from his ear: "Brother Mu, why are you in a daze here?"

Mu Zhiming looked up and saw the son of the imperial concubine and the seventh prince, Fu Ji'an, riding a horse and stopped aside, asking in confusion.

Fu Ji'an was only ten years old, still in Zongjiao, his body hadn't grown yet, and he was dangling on the horse, looking unruly.

"What kind of horse are you riding, aren't you afraid of falling?" Mu Zhiming and him have been close since childhood, so they don't have the courtesy of a courtier.

"I won't fall. I just took this opportunity to practice. Why is your royal horse so stupid and clumsy that you don't run?" Fu Ji'an asked. He rubbed his chin with his thumb and index finger, like a little adult, and suddenly realized, "I know Oh, did you not shake the horsewhip? Let me shake it for you."

Mu Zhiming: "!!!"

Before he could say anything to stop him, Fu Ji'an slammed his whip on the side of the Yuma, and the Yuma kicked its hooves in fright, and rushed into the forest with Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming leaned over in panic, tightened the reins, and clamped the horse's belly with his legs.

Fu Jian was still waving the flag behind him and shouting: "Brother Mu, go!!!"

Mu Zhiming roared inwardly.

Ahhh, Fu Jian!You unlucky bastard!If I go back alive, I will screw your head! !

一

Taking advantage of the fact that the royal horse was only frightened, Mu Zhiming tried to comfort him, and slowly tightened the reins, trying to stop it. Seeing that the speed slowed down, Mu Zhiming let out a breath, but before he could finish his breath, a big wild boar suddenly came out Lin Jian jumped out and slammed into Yu Ma, who groaned and pouted in fright, raised its upper body high, and threw Mu Zhiming out.

Mu Zhiming was mentally prepared, he quickly covered his head with both hands, and rolled down the sloping mountain road covered with withered yellow leaves, the sky was spinning, Mu Zhiming wanted to grab something to stop himself from rolling, but it was all in vain, but after a while, he fell into the bottom of the slope In the deep pool of the mountain stream.

The icy cold pool water engulfed Mu Zhiming in an instant, and his blood froze all over his body. Mu Zhiming choked in panic. He forced himself to calm down, held his breath, and kicked his legs upwards, trying to surface .

Suddenly, a painful numbness came from the left calf, making Mu Zhiming's leg stiff and almost unconscious.

Oops!Mu Zhiming was startled: his leg cramps!

Not long after, the cold pool water began to rob Mu Zhiming of his breath, and the pain of suffocation hit his brain. He struggled with all his strength but could not float an inch. The despair and pain of death began to wrap around his neck, and his vision gradually blurred. More panicked, more helpless and frightened.

Help, someone, someone, help me.

At this moment, there was a "plop" into the water.

The young man in crescent moon and white brocade clothes who couldn't see his face clearly moved from far to near, Mu Zhiming struggled to open his eyes, and saw the carved phoenix nirvana vermilion agate jade pendant on his waist.

In the previous life, Mu Zhiming fainted after falling into the water, and when he woke up, he held tightly in his hand the agate jade pendant torn from the body of the person who rescued him.

In the two lifetimes, the karma of karmic origin is like a poisonous bone erosion, entwining Mu Zhiming's limbs and bones, indelible and disappearing, never to be separated from him.

Should it be him to save, or him to save.

What should be owed to him is still owed.

一

The waist was hugged tightly, the man took Mu Zhiming into his arms, and kicked up the water suddenly, the two of them broke out of the water together, the sky was bright, they met him in a desperate situation, and they lived towards death.

Mu Zhiming coughed violently, causing his brain to hurt from choking. Although he knew that he would be in danger and held his breath after many days of practice, he could not save himself, but at least this time, he did not pass out weakly.

The man hugged Mu Zhiming to the edge of the pool, stretched out his hand to pat him on the back, and let him go.

Mu Zhiming was very annoyed, and moved to the side to avoid being hugged, but after meeting the man's eyes, Mu Zhiming froze in place for a moment.

Not Fu Yi.

The person who saved him was not Fu Yi.

It was Gu Heyan.