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

"Li Zhu, do you believe in past and present lives?"

A word is like dense fluffy velvet crawling up the back inch by inch, Mu Zhiming only felt the creeps, and the chills wandered in the internal organs.

How could he not have thought that if he could be reborn, then there must be other people in this world who could also be reborn!

Could Fu Yi be one of them? !

Although Mu Zhiming's heart was shaking, but two lifetimes of hard work enabled him to hide his thoughts very deeply, so Fu Yi saw Mu Zhiming's face was puzzled, as if he didn't understand why he asked such a question, and then replied: "I heard that In the previous dynasty, there was a strange person who was seriously injured but did not die. After waking up, he said that he had realized Mengniang's faithful words on the Naihe Bridge, understood the six paths of reincarnation, and the cause and effect were obvious. Seeing it, it sounds absurd at first, but it makes a lot of sense when you think about it carefully, so I don’t know if there is a past life or not, but good and evil will eventually be rewarded, so it should exist.”

Fu Yi smiled slightly, with a calm expression on the surface, but there was a sharp blade hidden in the depths of Mu Zhiming's gaze, as if he wanted to tear Mu Zhiming to pieces, so that he had nowhere to hide his true thoughts, and remained silent for a while , Fu Yi smiled and said: "It's really interesting, you have a good rest, don't miss the auspicious time, I will leave first."

"Respectfully send off Your Highness." Mu Zhiming leaned forward and bowed, and when Fu Yi's figure disappeared outside the tent, Mu Zhiming's pent-up breath finally disappeared, and he slowly relaxed his shoulders, only to realize that there was a thin layer on his back. cold sweat.

Why did Fu Yi ask such a question?

Is he probing?Or just a casual mention?

If Fu Yi is also reborn, he will soon notice the sudden gap between himself and him. Then those schemes in the previous life, the thoughtful Fu Yi may completely overthrow them, and use other methods to bring down the prince and the virtuous king. All the defenses imagined will be useless.

After thinking about it, Mu Zhiming had a headache, and he laughed at himself helplessly. It was really tiring to think secretly, every word was like a sharp sword hanging around his neck, and he had to take every step at a time.

一

At the end of the day, the sun falls, and the spring is as thick as wine. After the sacrifices are completed on the high platform, the holy gods look at the beasts, and reward the meritorious officials.

Mu Zhiming followed his father and stood in the lineup of his relatives and clan. When he was bored, suddenly an eunuch came to report, summoning the Duke of Yan and his son to meet the Holy Majesty.

Mu Boren hurriedly took Mu Zhiming to kowtow at the place where Long Yao was at the head of the team.

I saw the queen and the imperial concubine standing beside the emperor, and the emperor was holding the hand of the imperial concubine, chatting and laughing with her in whispers.

Mu Zhiming has long heard that the imperial concubine is loved by three thousand people, and what she sees now is indeed the case, but the imperial concubine is not proud of being favored, she has always been quiet and modest on such occasions, even if the emperor asks her to accompany her, she just follows obediently The queen's back side never oversteps.

After Ping's death, the emperor called Mu Zhiming to him, asked him if he was in good health after falling into the water, and tested his Four Books and Five Classics after hearing nothing.

As soon as Mu Zhiming answered, he thought to himself that it's no wonder that Fu Ji'an turned pale when he heard that he wanted to greet the emperor.

Who is not afraid of the knowledge test every day!

After listening to Mu Zhiming's answer, the emperor was full of praise, and held the hand of the imperial concubine: "Sure enough, as the concubine said, she is smart, witty, and knowledgeable."

The imperial concubine's eyes are curved and she smiles lightly, Rong Yao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong.

The beauty smiled, and the king was very happy. The emperor said to Mu Zhiming: "All the mountain beasts that have been hunted for several days are here. Choose one as a reward."

After Mu Zhiming thanked the Lord for his kindness, he glanced at the rare birds and animals placed under the sacrificial altar.

In the previous life, Mu Zhiming deliberately chose the hare that Fu Yi hunted, but now...

Fuck the rabbits!I want to choose the big one!The meat can be eaten for three meals!

"Huh?" Mu Zhiming suddenly noticed something.

A wild boar with sharp fangs lies in it, which is extremely eye-catching.

Mu Zhiming felt very familiar, very much like the wild boar that bumped into the royal horse that day and made him fall into the deep pool of the mountain stream.

Brother Wild Boar, do we have such a destiny?

"Your Majesty, can you give me this wild boar?" Mu Zhiming knelt down and asked.

The emperor laughed loudly: "Good eyesight, how many people miss this boar immediately after seeing it, even I am greedy for it, let's get on with it, even though it's a pain to give up, but a gentleman can't chase after a word, so I'll give it to you! You have to thank the pig hunter yourself." After finishing speaking, the emperor turned around and asked, "Who hunted this wild boar? But my son?"

After asking around, everyone was silent, but the old eunuch who served the emperor all the year round was smart, and immediately said to the emperor: "Return to your majesty, this wild boar should be hunted by the son of General Gu."

The emperor asked: "Gu Miao's son?"

The old eunuch replied: "Exactly."

The emperor nodded: "I call his father and son to see him."