The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement - Chapter 134

After Mu Zhiming walked out of the prison, he did not leave immediately. He walked back along the brick wall of the prison to a place where no one was overgrown with weeds.

Mu Zhiming tightened the sackcloth on his body, sat down in this lonely and desolate corner, curled up into a ball to keep out the cold, he exhaled a breath of white mist, and murmured: “New Year’s Eve, you should keep your year old, and I have to accompany you. “

Not far away, the sound of firecrackers in the capital city, new peaches changing old talismans, and fireworks in every household; and here, Mu Zhiming’s forehead lightly touches the icy brick wall of the prison, suffering from the pain of life and separation, he strokes the brick wall with his hand. , the rough grit rubbed the fingers so much that the pain could not be ignored. Mu Zhiming had just cried, and his eyes were still red, but when he lowered his eyes and raised them again, there was no more sadness in his eyes, and his eyes were as firm as black iron quenched, Yue Zhenyuan tingling.

He is not a generation to sit still.

Three days later, the Miyagi group returned to Yan Yanguang, Fengyi Palace.

Just after New Year’s Eve, the palace was supposed to be a lively and prosperous scene, but now the emperor is still seriously ill, and the empress dowager and the queen are burning incense and praying for the emperor every day in the Baohua Hall, so this year, there is no New Year’s Eve banquet, and everything is deserted.

Early this morning, the concubine, the concubine, stayed in bed after waking up, put on makeup in the mirror, and her maid Xiaoyan stood behind her, holding a horn comb carefully and carefully combing the black and soft blue silk for her: “Niangniang, the concubine Xianxian has just sent someone. Let’s say, starting tomorrow, you will serve you for three days.”

“Understood.” The noble concubine said.

Xiao Yan sighed: “Niang Niang, if the emperor’s illness has not been cured, what should we do? If one day, the emperor will return to the west with a crane…”

Empress Dowager: “Shh.”

Xiaoyan closed his mouth.

Xiaoyan was quiet for a moment, and then said, “I’m just worried about the empress. Over the years, the empress has been patient with the empress, but she still finds fault with everything and wants to kill the empress. The pickled and eaten food we were in the cold palace at that time were not the empress. Is the goddess ordering someone to do it? If one day the queen goddess becomes the queen mother…”

The imperial concubine interrupted her and said, “Xiaoyan, have you heard a word?”

Xiaoyan: “What?”

The imperial concubine took the Luo Zidai on her dressing table and skillfully painted her eyebrows, she said softly, “Everything is fate, and I can’t help it at all.”

Xiaoyan: “Niangniang, what does this mean?”

The noble concubine put down Luo Zidai, looked at her beautiful appearance in the bronze mirror, and said softly, “When I first entered the palace, I used to live in the palace of the empress, and she taught the palace rules.”

“My God.” Xiaoyan covered her mouth, “Miss, you must have suffered a lot of grievances.”

“No.” The imperial concubine shook her head, “The empress at that time treated me very well. She would hold my hand and say with a smile, “Oh, there are such beautiful people in the world, but then…” she said When I got here, I sighed, “Later I won the favor of the emperor alone, and everything changed.”

Xiaoyan pouted: “Who made the emperor like the empress? If she can’t compete on her own, will she hurt you because of jealousy?”

“I can’t fight…” The imperial concubine murmured these three words, Liu Ye frowned slightly, and sighed sadly, “Xiaoyan, do you know? When I was born in Ji’an, blood collapsed and I almost lost my life, so the emperor is day and night. I have been with me for three days, and this is the same three days, the crown prince fell ill with a high fever, but the empress could not find a single imperial physician, because all the imperial physicians are in the Fengyi Palace.”

Xiaoyan was stunned, not knowing what to say for a while.

The imperial concubine said softly: “This is a deep palace, and many people can’t help it…”

At this moment, a maid stepped into the inner room and said a few words in the ear of the imperial concubine.

“Huh?!” The concubine was surprised, “Let him in, Xiaoyan, help me with my hair, hurry up.”

“Hey! Good!” Xiaoyan nodded.

After a while, Mu Zhiming walked into the inner room. He obviously entered the palace secretly, wearing the clothes of an eunuch.

The noble concubine stepped back, and Lamu Zhiming sat beside him and asked, “Little Li Zhu, why did you enter the palace like this? It’s been a long time since Ji’an and Yi’er came to see me in the palace, and now the Crown Prince is in prison. Country, everything will be directed at you, are you all okay?”

Mu Zhiming: “Everyone is well, concubine, I can’t stay in the palace for a long time, there is something, you listen to me.”

The imperial concubine nodded and listened intently.

Mu Zhiming told the imperial concubine that the emperor was poisoned and not sick.

When the imperial concubine heard the words, she was stunned at first, then she became calm and asked, “What can I do?”

“I hope you can save the emperor.” Mu Zhiming handed the drug powder and detoxification medicine to the imperial concubine, and told her how to use it and its efficacy.

“While taking the medicine, you must never touch the drug again?” The imperial concubine held the bottle and confirmed it repeatedly.

Mu Zhiming nodded.

“I see.” The imperial concubine put away the two medicines and reached out to caress Mu Zhiming’s temple, she smiled softly, “Little Lizhu, you are thin, you have to eat obediently, take good care of yourself, things in the palace , leave it to me, don’t worry.”

After Mu Zhiming left, the noble concubine called Xiaoyan and asked her, “Which concubine will serve the illness after I take care of the illness?”

“Go back to what Empress said.” Xiao Yan said, “It’s Concubine De.”

Concubine Empress: “What about after Sister De Concubine?”

Xiaoyan: “Queen.”

The noble concubine’s expression changed slightly, her eyes flickered, and she became thoughtful. After a while, she said to Xiaoyan, “You use my headache as an excuse to call Dr. Kuang to Fengyi Palace.”

Xiaoyan nodded and went to do it immediately.

When Mu Zhiming left the palace and returned to the Hou Mansion, he closed his eyes and fell asleep on the carriage because he was too tired.

Before arriving at the mansion, Wen Heyin gently shook him awake: “Master, Master.”

“Huh?” Mu Zhiming opened his eyes in a daze.

Wen Heyin: “We’ve arrived at the Hou’s Mansion.”

“Okay.” Mu Zhiming rubbed his eyes and got off the carriage with Wen Heyin.

Wen Heyin said worriedly, “Master, why don’t you rest for a while.”

Just after he finished speaking, the servants in the house hurriedly rushed over: “Master Hou, Prince Xian has come down and is waiting for you in the side hall.”

“I’ll go right now.” Mu Zhiming was sober for a moment, his footsteps hurried.

He met Fu Ji’an in the side hall of the mansion.

“Brother Mu.” Seeing him, Fu Ji’an asked quickly, “Have you seen my mother-in-law? Did you give her all the medicine?”

“Yeah.” Mu Zhiming nodded, “The noble concubine is very smart, and there must be a way to save the emperor.”

Fu Ji’an nodded, but there was no less worry on his face. He looked at Mu Zhiming cautiously, with an embarrassed expression, as if he had something to say.

Mu Zhiming noticed something wrong with Fu Ji’an at a glance: “What happened?”

“Brother Mu, sit down first.” Fu Ji’an said, “I’ll tell you later.”

How could Mu Zhiming be willing to sit, and stepped forward in horror: “Is something wrong with General Gu?”

Fu Ji’an sighed, and he said, “Brother Mu, I received a secret letter saying that Prince Fu Qi has decided to hang General Gu in the Dali Temple prison ten days later. “

Mu Zhiming swayed slightly when he heard the words, and kept repeating absentmindedly: “What… ten days… only ten days…”

Fu Ji’an hurriedly supported him: “Brother Mu, don’t worry, maybe within ten days, the royal father will no longer be in a coma after taking the antidote. After he wakes up, he will definitely uphold justice for General Gu.”

“No…” Mu Zhiming shook his head, “I can’t bet, I can’t gamble with He Yan’s life… Ah Yin, Ah Yin.”

Wen Heyin hurriedly ran into the side hall following the sound: “Master, are you calling me?”

Mu Zhiming suppressed the panic in his heart and said firmly: “Prepare the carriage, we have a lot of places to go these two days.”

Three days later, in King Su’s Mansion, the pond was covered with thin ice, the railings were covered with white snow, and Fu Yi, dressed in an ink fox cloak, sat alone in the courtyard, waterside pavilion, and drank tea.

A secret servant walked up to the second floor, knelt down on one knee and saluted, then walked up to Fu Yi and said something into his ear.

Fu Yi took the tea to the hand on his lips for a while, then raised his eyes and asked, “Does he really go to ask for help?”

The dark attendant nodded: “Yes, yesterday because the censor, Sir Song, refused to see him, he knelt in the snow for two hours in front of the mansion.”

Fu Yi put down the teacup in his hand, thoughtfully, and asked after a while, “The prince doesn’t know about this, right?”

The dark attendant shook his head: “He does things carefully. If he didn’t kneel yesterday, we wouldn’t even know about it, let alone the news that came into the palace, the brothers are all watching.”

“That’s good.” Fu Yi nodded with satisfaction and drank the hot tea unhurriedly, “I’m curious now, does he know that as long as the crown prince supervises the country, even if Gu Heyan can live, it will only be A common man, he is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he cannot protect himself, so why should he condescend and go to great lengths to save Gu Heyan?”

At this moment, a servant walked up to the attic quickly, bowed to the ground and saluted: “My lord, Xuan Ning is waiting to see you.”

“Oh?” Fu Yi raised his eyebrows, “Speaking of Duke Cao, Duke Cao is here, please come up.”

“Yes.” The servant leaned forward and stepped back.

The dark servant also saluted and disappeared at the end of the stairs.

After a while, the servant led Mu Zhiming to the water pavilion, and then saluted and retired.

For a time, only Fu Yi and Mu Zhiming were left in the attic.

“Li Zhu.” Fu Yi’s expression was calm, his smile was gentle, like covering a mask, “Why did you come to look for me suddenly? Come, sit across from me, I will cook tea for you with my own hands, this is the best Junshan silver needle, you Don’t want to miss it.”

Mu Zhiming took a deep breath, took three steps towards Fu Yi, and suddenly pulled off his robe and knelt heavily on his knees.

Fu Yi took the purple sand teapot’s hand for a while, then slowly put it down, he looked at Mu Zhiming: “Li Zhu, what are you doing?”

Mu Zhiming has said a lot these days, his voice is hoarse, he said: “His Royal Highness King Su, please help me and save General Gu.”

Fu Yi said, “Why is this between you and me?” Even so, he didn’t stand up to help Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming didn’t play dumb with him, and said bluntly, “Because General Gu’s death is in your favor.”

Hearing this, Fu Yi’s smile faded, and he said, “Li Zhu, you are really smart.”

Saying that, he stood up, walked to Mu Zhiming and squatted down, then stretched out his hand to hold the part of his knee that didn’t touch the ground, and slowly exerted his five fingers.

Mu Zhiming’s knees were already red, swollen and bruised, and he could barely kneel on the ground. If Fu Yi played this trick again, he trembled in pain and clenched his teeth until he didn’t shout.

Fu Yi retracted his hand and stood up, sighing, “I heard that you kneel down and beg for help. It’s true, Li Zhu, what are you thinking?”

Mu Zhiming swallowed the pain and whispered, “His Royal Highness King Su, as long as you are willing to help me rescue General Gu, I will do anything.”