The autumn wind in the desert was silent, and the bonfire devoured the firewood. Mu Zhiming followed Gouji's soldiers, walked a hundred steps, and stopped in front of a camp.
The tent was different from other tents. The golden sun was painted on the top of the dome, and the red and yellow felt used for decoration was extremely gorgeous, which showed that its owner was a noble person.
The soldiers opened the curtains and invited Mu Zhiming to enter. Inside the tent, there was a warm fragrance. Next to the three blue bird-shaped bronze high candlesticks, on the velvet red ground swastika carpet, willow eagles struck behind the long empty low table. Sitting there, he looked at people with a smile on his lips, and pointed to the seat opposite him: "My lord, please sit down."
After saluting, Mu Zhiming sat down opposite Brigude, and saw the delicacies and fine wines on the table, he was very puzzled: "I don't know why God is looking for me?"
Bu Rigude picked up the wine jar and poured out a bowl of clear sweet wine: "Gouji's fine wine is well-known far and wide. At today's banquet, I saw that you didn't drink a drop of it. It's a pity, so I invite you to taste this wine." Centennial amber light."
Mu Zhiming declined politely: "Thank you Tianhan for your kindness, but I have never been able to drink. If I get drunk and go crazy and bump into Tianhan, it would be rude. But..." Mu Zhiming raised his head and looked at Bu Rigude calmly, " Tianhan asked me to come here, there must be other things."
Bu Rigude smiled: "You are really smart, how enviable the Great Jin Emperor is, to get such a talented person like you, yes, I am looking for you, there are other things."
As he said that, Brigude's posture changed from sitting cross-legged to squatting, with his right forearm propped on the table, his eyes carefully observed Mu Zhiming's expression, and he asked unhurriedly: "Dare to ask the envoy, I will walk with you What is the identity of that person?"
This question was too ambiguous, combined with Gu Heyan's identity, for a moment, chills and chills ran up Mu Zhiming's back.
His eyes fluttered, and he quickly forced himself to calm down.
No, Gu Heyan hid it very well, and if Gouji really found out something, how could he just sit here calmly and ask him.
"Master envoy?" Seeing that Mu Zhiming had been silent for a long time, Bu Rigude called out.
"He." Mu Zhiming restrained his thoughts and smiled, "It's my husband."
Brigud: "..."
Mu Zhiming: "In Gouji language, it means kissing your loved ones..."
"Stop, stop, stop, I know what it means." Brigude hurriedly interrupted Mu Zhiming, the young Tianhan seemed a little speechless, stroked his forehead for a moment before raising his head and said, "My lord envoy, let's talk about something serious."
Mu Zhiming had an innocent face: "When did you stop being serious?"
Brigude coughed dryly, raised his head and said seriously: "My lord envoy, the reason why I called you here alone is because I don't trust your companion."
Mu Zhiming was puzzled: "Why? Tianhan, you should have never seen him before."
"Yes, but his face reminds me of a person." Brigude said, "a man from Jin."
Mu Zhiming became more and more puzzled: "Who?"
Bu Rigude looked at Mu Zhiming, and opened his mouth slowly, his words made Mu Zhiming feel cold all over his body, and his eyes shrank suddenly.
He said: "The fifth prince of the Jin Dynasty, Fu Yi, about a year ago, he met the old Khan Gouji at the border, and then the old Khan began to recruit troops and prepare to attack the Jin Dynasty. If you don't come to discuss peace this time , war between the two countries is inevitable."
Mu Zhiming's heart was shaking, his breathing was not smooth, and it took a long time for his throat to make a sound: "Tianhan, you mean that the fifth prince of the Great Jin Dynasty provoked a war..."
Brigude interrupted him: "I don't know what conflicts there are between your Dajin royal family, let alone what your five princes intend to do. I just saw your companions and suddenly remembered this matter, and shared what I know. I told you everything, you are so smart, you must be able to understand something."
Yes, at the moment when Brigude finished that sentence, a picture scroll about power and strategy slowly unfolded in Mu Zhiming's mind.
Mu Zhiming recalled his previous life. In the same year, for some reason, Gou Ji and Xi Rong successively raised troops to invade the Great Jin Dynasty, making the frontier wars rage endlessly. Five cities were seized by foreigners.
Just when the horseshoes of the alien race were about to step into the capital, the fifth prince, Fu Yi, took the initiative to invite Ying, risked his life to fight on the battlefield, and then took back the three cities, holding the line of defense.
After everything subsided, Da Jin lost two cities, and Fu Yi had the military power in his hands, and he also won the praise of civil and military officials.
This unknown prince, who had been deprived of favor since he was a child, suddenly possessed a power that could rival the virtuous king and prince.
Although Mu Zhiming hated Fu Yi, he never thought about conspiracy in this matter.
After all, in the eyes of Mu Zhiming, when the fate of the Great Jin Dynasty was hanging by a thread, it was Fu Yi who took over the heavy responsibility and fought to the death to protect the country.
But now, if everything is as Mu Zhiming guessed.
In the previous life, the death of Gu Heyan and the deaths of thousands of soldiers and civilians were indirectly caused by Fu Yi who deliberately provoked wars.
Seeing that Mu Zhiming's face turned livid suddenly, and his hands clenched into fists trembling slightly, Bu Rigude asked with concern: "My lord envoy, are you alright?"
Mu Zhiming took a few deep breaths before calming down his indignation and anger. He cupped his fists and saluted Burigude Tianhan: "Thank you Tianhan for telling me about this."
"It's just a few words of idle talk, there is no need to salute." Brigude said with a smile, "Your envoy, don't you really want to taste this Gouji wine? It will definitely be unforgettable for your whole life."
Mu Zhiming waved his hand and declined: "Fumotianhan's kind intentions, I apologize, but I really don't know how to drink."
Bu Rigude's lips curled up, his blue eyes curled up like crescent moons and silver hooks, quite exotic in the desert, he said with a smile: "I have a problem, I like to persuade people to drink."
Mu Zhiming was helpless: "Is Tianhan trying to take revenge for cutting your throat a few days ago?"
Brigud snorted and laughed: "My lord, don't worry, although I like to persuade people to drink, I don't force people to drink. I like to see the other party take the initiative to drink."
"Then today, I'm afraid Tianhan will be disappointed." Mu Zhiming was confident, "I never take the initiative to drink."
Brigude smiled even more: "The envoy speaks so full of words, it really inspires people to fight."
As he said that, he gently placed something on the table, and pushed it to Mu Zhiming's eyes: "I don't know if this thing is worth a taste of my Gouji's fine wine, my lord envoy?"
Mu Zhiming took a closer look and was speechless.
What Brigude put on the table was the silver waist plate with the four gold letters of General Habayashi that he had lost a few years ago!
The tent was different from other tents. The golden sun was painted on the top of the dome, and the red and yellow felt used for decoration was extremely gorgeous, which showed that its owner was a noble person.
The soldiers opened the curtains and invited Mu Zhiming to enter. Inside the tent, there was a warm fragrance. Next to the three blue bird-shaped bronze high candlesticks, on the velvet red ground swastika carpet, willow eagles struck behind the long empty low table. Sitting there, he looked at people with a smile on his lips, and pointed to the seat opposite him: "My lord, please sit down."
After saluting, Mu Zhiming sat down opposite Brigude, and saw the delicacies and fine wines on the table, he was very puzzled: "I don't know why God is looking for me?"
Bu Rigude picked up the wine jar and poured out a bowl of clear sweet wine: "Gouji's fine wine is well-known far and wide. At today's banquet, I saw that you didn't drink a drop of it. It's a pity, so I invite you to taste this wine." Centennial amber light."
Mu Zhiming declined politely: "Thank you Tianhan for your kindness, but I have never been able to drink. If I get drunk and go crazy and bump into Tianhan, it would be rude. But..." Mu Zhiming raised his head and looked at Bu Rigude calmly, " Tianhan asked me to come here, there must be other things."
Bu Rigude smiled: "You are really smart, how enviable the Great Jin Emperor is, to get such a talented person like you, yes, I am looking for you, there are other things."
As he said that, Brigude's posture changed from sitting cross-legged to squatting, with his right forearm propped on the table, his eyes carefully observed Mu Zhiming's expression, and he asked unhurriedly: "Dare to ask the envoy, I will walk with you What is the identity of that person?"
This question was too ambiguous, combined with Gu Heyan's identity, for a moment, chills and chills ran up Mu Zhiming's back.
His eyes fluttered, and he quickly forced himself to calm down.
No, Gu Heyan hid it very well, and if Gouji really found out something, how could he just sit here calmly and ask him.
"Master envoy?" Seeing that Mu Zhiming had been silent for a long time, Bu Rigude called out.
"He." Mu Zhiming restrained his thoughts and smiled, "It's my husband."
Brigud: "..."
Mu Zhiming: "In Gouji language, it means kissing your loved ones..."
"Stop, stop, stop, I know what it means." Brigude hurriedly interrupted Mu Zhiming, the young Tianhan seemed a little speechless, stroked his forehead for a moment before raising his head and said, "My lord envoy, let's talk about something serious."
Mu Zhiming had an innocent face: "When did you stop being serious?"
Brigude coughed dryly, raised his head and said seriously: "My lord envoy, the reason why I called you here alone is because I don't trust your companion."
Mu Zhiming was puzzled: "Why? Tianhan, you should have never seen him before."
"Yes, but his face reminds me of a person." Brigude said, "a man from Jin."
Mu Zhiming became more and more puzzled: "Who?"
Bu Rigude looked at Mu Zhiming, and opened his mouth slowly, his words made Mu Zhiming feel cold all over his body, and his eyes shrank suddenly.
He said: "The fifth prince of the Jin Dynasty, Fu Yi, about a year ago, he met the old Khan Gouji at the border, and then the old Khan began to recruit troops and prepare to attack the Jin Dynasty. If you don't come to discuss peace this time , war between the two countries is inevitable."
Mu Zhiming's heart was shaking, his breathing was not smooth, and it took a long time for his throat to make a sound: "Tianhan, you mean that the fifth prince of the Great Jin Dynasty provoked a war..."
Brigude interrupted him: "I don't know what conflicts there are between your Dajin royal family, let alone what your five princes intend to do. I just saw your companions and suddenly remembered this matter, and shared what I know. I told you everything, you are so smart, you must be able to understand something."
Yes, at the moment when Brigude finished that sentence, a picture scroll about power and strategy slowly unfolded in Mu Zhiming's mind.
Mu Zhiming recalled his previous life. In the same year, for some reason, Gou Ji and Xi Rong successively raised troops to invade the Great Jin Dynasty, making the frontier wars rage endlessly. Five cities were seized by foreigners.
Just when the horseshoes of the alien race were about to step into the capital, the fifth prince, Fu Yi, took the initiative to invite Ying, risked his life to fight on the battlefield, and then took back the three cities, holding the line of defense.
After everything subsided, Da Jin lost two cities, and Fu Yi had the military power in his hands, and he also won the praise of civil and military officials.
This unknown prince, who had been deprived of favor since he was a child, suddenly possessed a power that could rival the virtuous king and prince.
Although Mu Zhiming hated Fu Yi, he never thought about conspiracy in this matter.
After all, in the eyes of Mu Zhiming, when the fate of the Great Jin Dynasty was hanging by a thread, it was Fu Yi who took over the heavy responsibility and fought to the death to protect the country.
But now, if everything is as Mu Zhiming guessed.
In the previous life, the death of Gu Heyan and the deaths of thousands of soldiers and civilians were indirectly caused by Fu Yi who deliberately provoked wars.
Seeing that Mu Zhiming's face turned livid suddenly, and his hands clenched into fists trembling slightly, Bu Rigude asked with concern: "My lord envoy, are you alright?"
Mu Zhiming took a few deep breaths before calming down his indignation and anger. He cupped his fists and saluted Burigude Tianhan: "Thank you Tianhan for telling me about this."
"It's just a few words of idle talk, there is no need to salute." Brigude said with a smile, "Your envoy, don't you really want to taste this Gouji wine? It will definitely be unforgettable for your whole life."
Mu Zhiming waved his hand and declined: "Fumotianhan's kind intentions, I apologize, but I really don't know how to drink."
Bu Rigude's lips curled up, his blue eyes curled up like crescent moons and silver hooks, quite exotic in the desert, he said with a smile: "I have a problem, I like to persuade people to drink."
Mu Zhiming was helpless: "Is Tianhan trying to take revenge for cutting your throat a few days ago?"
Brigud snorted and laughed: "My lord, don't worry, although I like to persuade people to drink, I don't force people to drink. I like to see the other party take the initiative to drink."
"Then today, I'm afraid Tianhan will be disappointed." Mu Zhiming was confident, "I never take the initiative to drink."
Brigude smiled even more: "The envoy speaks so full of words, it really inspires people to fight."
As he said that, he gently placed something on the table, and pushed it to Mu Zhiming's eyes: "I don't know if this thing is worth a taste of my Gouji's fine wine, my lord envoy?"
Mu Zhiming took a closer look and was speechless.
What Brigude put on the table was the silver waist plate with the four gold letters of General Habayashi that he had lost a few years ago!
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