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

"There are rough people everywhere in the barracks, how could there be such a small and delicate snack!"

Hearing what Xia Houhu said, Mu Zhiming remained silent for a long time, staring at the plate of sesame cakes on the desk, his eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Hey, little brother!" Xia Houhu called him several times, and Mu Zhiming finally came to his senses, "Captain Xiahou, why did you come to the tent to look for me?"

"A mission!" Xia Houhu said, "The general wants to know what your plans are and when you will go north."

"I'm afraid I can't tell for a while." Mu Zhiming said, "I'd better tell the general myself."

"Okay, okay." Xia Houhu nodded repeatedly in agreement, "It's best to tell him yourself! I don't know what General Gu thinks, but he ordered me to ask you, what can I remember in my head, and so on. , am I not a sinner?"

Mu Zhiming smiled.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Xia Houhu cupped his fists, stood up with his hands on his knees, and suddenly thought of something, slapped his head, "By the way, there is one more thing."

Mu Zhiming: "Huh?"

Xia Houhu looked around the corners of the camp, and suddenly pointed forward: "Ha, I'm hiding here."

He walked a few steps to the sofa on the left side of the low table, bent down and picked up a wooden box.Mu Zhiming was puzzled: "This is?"

"It's nothing, just some ancient military books." Xia Houhu explained, "General Gu forgot to take it away when he packed it up, let me take it away for him."

"General Gu?" Mu Zhiming couldn't help asking, "Why are General Gu's books here?"

"Oh, I actually brought up this matter yesterday." Xia Houhu said, "After the camp was emptied, no one lived there anymore, because General Gu would come here from time to time to sit and study with a light on, and he stayed here for the whole night."

Mu Zhiming understood it, he didn't think much about it, he just thought that the tranquility of this tent was suitable for being alone: ​​"So it's like this, now that I'm here, it disturbs the general's tranquility."

"Little brother, don't say that. Our little general Gu is very happy that you can come here." Xiahou Hulang said with a smile, "He used to train and build a defense line in the south, and when he heard that you were coming, he rushed back to the barracks all night alone. , When we see us, the first thing we say is to ask if you have arrived."

Mu Zhiming blinked in disbelief: "Really? I'm here, is he really happy?"

Xia Houhu: "Wang, can I still lie to you! Okay, no more, I have to send this box of books to General Gu."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming got up and sent Xiahouhu out of the camp. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Lieutenant Xiahou, is there really no pastry in this camp?"

"I guarantee with my head, no!" Xia Houhu said with extreme certainty, "Little brother, think about how many generals there are in this barracks. If you ask the cook to make those time-consuming and labor-intensive snacks, why don't you ask him to take a piece of cake?" Hanging himself in the commander's tent with hemp rope, he thought it would be easier!"

Mu Zhiming laughed, and murmured: "It's true, I took it for granted.....".After finishing speaking, he bowed to Xia Houhu to say goodbye.

Wen Heyin returned to the barracks from the post station, and as soon as he opened the curtain and walked into the tent, he saw Mu Zhiming sitting in front of a low desk, staring at a plate of sesame cakes thoughtfully.

"Master, the letter has been handed over to the post envoy." Wen He said in a voice.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Mu Zhiming nodded, but did not raise his eyes to see Heyin.

"What's wrong with this sesame cake? Why don't you eat it after staring at it?" Wen Heyin asked.

"No... Sesame crisps are nothing..." Mu Zhiming muttered, "It's just... I can't understand some things."

"Is there something else you can't figure out?" Wen Heyin yelled helplessly with one hand on his forehead, "Master, I'm not talking about you, but there are too many things you can't figure out every day!"

Mu Zhiming said with a smile: "Life is alive, from childhood to old age, always ignorant and often confused"

"Okay, okay, everything you say is reasonable." Wen Heyin sat down beside Mu Zhiming, "So is there anything you can't figure out this time?"

"Ayin." Mu Zhiming pointed to the plate of sesame cakes, "This is not a snack in the military camp. I don't know where it came from, let alone who passed it by."

"Ah? Isn't it in the barracks? Why? Maybe..." Wen Heyin was also puzzled, "When we lived in the military camp of the Melting Flame Army, didn't the lunches delivered every day have snacks? One day, walnut cakes one day, plum blossom cakes the next day...etc!" Wen Heyin suddenly shouted, "I seem to know where these pastries come from."

"What did you think of?" Mu Zhiming asked hurriedly.

Wen Heyin replied: "Master, when we were looking for clues in Baicheng, I saw a dim sum shop in the market. At that time, I felt that the dim sum in that shop was very similar to the dim sum delivered every day in the barracks. , do you think someone bought it from this shop?"

Mu Zhiming got up immediately: "Let's go, let's go to Baicheng."

Wen Heyin: "Ah? Now? Even riding a horse, it will take more than an hour to go back and forth to Baicheng. It's getting dark, young master, are you sure?"

Mu Zhiming nodded firmly: "Well, I'm sure."