The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement - Chapter 141

Moonlight Rongrong, although ‘checking the wounds’ was said by Mu Zhiming, the person who was checked later was himself, and he checked it inside and out, and the two had a whole night of trouble. just rest.

The next day, the suburbs were separated and sent one ride after another.

In the end, Gu Heyan refused to let Mu Zhiming continue to send away, and Mu Zhiming stopped.

He watched Gu Heyan’s back riding the horse disappear into the distance, then turned around, and led the horse back slowly. Basking in the faint morning light, Mu Zhiming pondered the events of these days.

The past life is more ethereal, the present life is more real.

Looking back suddenly, so many things have happened.

Yesterday, he went to King Xian’s mansion to make suggestions for Fu Ji’an. After the matter was over, he couldn’t help but tell Fu Ji’an about Fu Yi’s wolf ambitions, reminding Fu Ji’an that Fu Yi was coveting the throne.

Who knows, Fu Ji’an is not surprised but smiled: “Brother Mu, which prince would not care about the throne?”

Mu Zhiming was dumbfounded.

Fu Ji’an continued, “I’ll just fight with the Five Emperor Brothers in an upright manner.”

Mu Zhiming: “You are willing to fight in an upright manner, but he doesn’t want to?”

Fu Ji’an was puzzled: “Brother Mu, why do you say that? You and I don’t know about others, but Brother Wuhuang grew up with us, and we have always been brothers and sisters. Over the years, you and those close to you have been persecuted by Fu Qi many times. It was not the Five Emperor Brothers who stepped in to help and made everyone turn the corner.”

Hearing this, Mu Zhiming didn’t know what to say.

He didn’t say any more, responded vaguely twice, and changed the subject.

Now, Mu Zhiming led the horse, looked at the solemn and silent capital city wall in the distance, and couldn’t help sighing deeply.

Although Fu Ji’an said that he would fight in an upright manner.

But as long as the emperor was there, how could Fu Yi win over Fu Ji’an?

How could Fu Yi not know this truth.

Spring is here, fine leaves are cut in the wind, and flowers are clustered in the palace.

On this day, in Fengyi Palace, Fu Ji’an entered the palace to greet the noble concubine.

The noble concubine sat upright beside the soft couch, stroked the Zhu hairpin on the temples, and smiled at Fu Ji’an: “Jian, I took a shower this morning and found that I have gray hair. It’s really ageing.”

Fu Ji’an hurriedly said, “White hair? Concubine Mu must have misunderstood, you are so graceful and graceful…”

“Okay, okay, did you learn these words from Xiaoli Zhu?” The concubine said with a smile.

Fu Ji’an: “It’s from the bottom of my heart.”

The imperial concubine held her cheeks: “Xiao Lizhu is not an official now, and has not been in the palace for a long time. If you have time, bring him to Fengyi Palace and talk to me.”

“Okay, Ji’an remember.” Fu Ji’an nodded, and he suddenly saw a mahogany food box filled with sesame cloud cakes on the tea table beside the low couch, and asked, “Brother Wuhuang is here today?”

“Yeah.” The concubine nodded and said with a smile, “He just left on the front foot, and you came on the back foot.”

Fu Ji’an was puzzled: “Why is he in such a hurry?”

“I don’t know.” The imperial concubine also felt confused, “He said he still has things to do.”

At the same time, Miyagi, the remote and uninhabited east city.

A pair of black soap boots stepped on the weeds growing from the cracks of the bluestone slabs. The owner of the boots raised his eyes, and the dark eyes carried a deep chill like a sharp blade.

Fu Yi looked around blankly, remembering that he was born in a palace not far away, and the palace was only a few hundred steps eastward, which was the East City where the deposed prince Fu Qi was imprisoned.

Before leaving here and moving to Fengyi Palace, Fu Yi was displeased by anyone or anything in his memories, so he didn’t stay and strode to Dongcheng.

When the guard saw him coming, he did not block him, nor did he ask him why he came, and took the initiative to let him go.

Fu Yi went all the way without obstruction, and finally stood in front of an old wooden door. He stretched out his hand to open the door, and happened to meet the person inside who was losing his temper. A porcelain cup fell under Fu Yi’s feet, smashed and shattered into pieces of porcelain.

“I want to see the emperor! Dog slave! Bold! How dare you stop me!” The people inside smashed things like crazy and roared, “Wait for me to go out and pick your heads!!!”

The light outside the wooden door fell on him, allowing people to have a panoramic view of his tragic state.

Fu Qi still has a little bit of the glory of the prince back then. His hair was disheveled and his clothes were tattered. What made people feel terrifying was that his face and hands were covered with dense rashes, and he scratched his arms with bloodstains in several places. Up sick for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Fu Qi suddenly turned his head to look over.

He narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, “Fu Yi? What are you doing here?”

Fu Yi said calmly, “Look at your joke.”

“Hehehe.” Fu Qi’s throat made a sharp madman’s laughter, and he laughed, “Fu Yi, if you want to see a joke, just look at yourself, aren’t you just a joke?”

Fu Yi frowned.

“I know, you also want to take the crown prince.” Fu Qi sneered, “But as long as Fu Ji’an is there, you will never be the crown prince, no, even without Fu Ji’an, the father and the emperor will not look at you too much. One glance at the bones, and I, after all, I have been the prince for twelve years, and I am the proper prince!!!”

Fu Yi looked coldly: “Yeah, if you act more steadfastly, maybe you can sit on the dragon chair for a few more days, after all, even if Fu Ji’an is favored again, that old thing will not be able to abolish you, it’s a pity that you and the queen are both stupid. Terrible, personally ruined my way.”

Fu Qi was furious and rushed over, wanting to strangle Fu Yi’s neck: “You **** born of a cheap servant!! How dare you speak wildly and disrespect my mother!”

Fu Yi kicked Fu Qi to the ground, stepped on his chest hard, saw him coughing and struggled violently, and showed no mercy: “If it wasn’t for you and the queen who killed Fu Ji’an by poisoning Mu Qingwan in your previous life, If it was passed into the cold palace, I could have succeeded in my previous life. Forget it, what would I waste with you, a dying person.”

He kicked Fu Qi mercilessly, kicked Fu Qi to the corner of the old house, hit the foot of the table, and couldn’t get up for a long time.

Fu Yi didn’t look at him any more and turned to leave.

Fu Yi returned to Prince Su’s mansion, and a secret servant looked for him. He knelt down and saluted, stood up, and whispered to him, “His Royal Highness Prince Su, the exiled Zhong Zhaofan has been caught.”

“Well.” Fu Yi raised his eyelids, “Have all the people guarding him been killed?”

Dark Servant: “It’s just two pawns. The brothers did it cleanly without leaving any traces. Zhong Zhaofan said that he does have the handles of several generals of the Southern Border Army, and he will definitely be able to use it for you.”

Fu Yi nodded with satisfaction: “Okay.”

The dark servant saluted and backed away.

Fu Yi stood alone in front of the railing of the water pavilion, looking at the full pool of spring water, thoughtful for a moment, and said to himself: “It’s time to settle the matter of Li Zhu…”

Ten days later, the abolished prince Fu Qi died suddenly of illness.

The emperor who heard the news sat on the golden chair and was silent for a long time, and finally didn’t say a word.

After leading the decree to leave the capital, Gu Heyan rushed to the barracks north of Baicheng on the eighth day.

With a vigorous and resolute trend, he completed the cleaning of the army in just ten days, and was ready to leave for Beijing.

So on the thirty-sixth day of separation, Mu Zhiming was having dinner at Xuanning Hou’s mansion when Wen Heyin knocked on the door and trotted to Mu Zhiming’s side: “Master, I have good news and bad news. , which do you want to listen to first?”

Mu Zhiming took a piece of sweet and glutinous rice cake and handed it to Wen Heyin: “Listen to the good news first.”

Wen Heyin took the rice cake, took a bite, chewed it and swallowed: “General Gu has returned to Beijing.”

“What?!” Mu Zhiming was so excited that he almost knocked over his rice bowl, “He Yan has returned to Beijing? Where is he now?”

“Don’t worry, young master.” Wen Heyin pressed Mu Zhiming back on the stool, “Isn’t this still bad news? General Gu is currently busy with military affairs in the Luodu camp, and sent someone to send a message, saying that he will be able to return to the house tomorrow. .”

“Tomorrow…” Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes, “We can meet tomorrow.”

Wen Heyin: “Young master, your lovesickness can be regarded as being saved, otherwise it will be scary to talk to the moon if you have something to do.”

Mu Zhiming tapped his head with his fingers.

After dinner, the servant brought tea. After Mu Zhiming rinsed his mouth, he read at night with the light on. He could still meditate on weekdays, but at this time he couldn’t read a word.

Just as he was about to rest early, the mansion steward knocked on the door of the wing, leaned in, and handed Mu Zhiming an invitation: “Master Hou, King Su sent someone to send an invitation, please come to the house on the third day of the third month. Get together.”

“Prince Su’s Mansion?” Mu Zhiming took it with a frown, “I see.”

The steward nodded, exited the wing, and closed the door.

Mu Zhiming picked up the invitation and saw four words written on the cover.

From Zhu Jinqi.

Mu Zhiming couldn’t help frowning.

On weekdays, Fu Yi used his first name as a private address, and it was written like this on the invitation, which seemed too intimate.

There is nothing special about the content of the invitation. It only said that on the third day of the third month of the third month, he and Fu Jian were invited to gather at Prince Su’s mansion for a banquet by the water.

Mu Zhiming swept through it in a hurry, but didn’t notice the difference, so he put the invitation on the table and blew the lamp to rest.

The next day, starting from opening his eyes in the early morning, Mu Zhiming called people over and over to ask, “Has the general returned to the mansion?”

The little servant ran a dozen times in a row, but said helplessly: “Master Hou, as soon as the general arrives at the mansion, the little boy will tell you right away!”

Mu Zhiming nodded: “Okay, okay.”

Who knows, wait until the head of Liu Shao on the moon, Gu Heyan did not return to the house.

Mu Zhiming was pacing in the wing, wondering if Gu Heyan was delayed by something, and if he would not be back until tomorrow, when he was feeling melancholy, he heard hurried footsteps outside.

Then the room door was opened.

Mu Zhiming thought it was a servant, raised his head and asked, “General Gu, he’s back…”

The questioning came to an abrupt end, Gu Heyan stood at the door, his chest heaving slightly, those eyes that were like ink dots stared at him for a moment.

The servant who couldn’t get past Gu Heyan shouted breathlessly in front of the door, “Master Hou, the general is back.” Then he turned and ran away.

“He Yan.” Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes and called to him, “You’re back, you’ve worked hard all the way, I’ll pour you a glass, um…”

Before he said a few words about the reunion, Mu Zhiming was taken a few steps forward by Gu Heyan and hugged him into his arms and kissed him.

Gu Heyan kissed deeply and urgently, as if he needed something from Mu Zhiming’s mouth to calm down.

Mu Zhiming couldn’t take it anymore, took a step back, hit his waist on the table, and accidentally knocked the invitation card that he had placed on the table yesterday on the ground.

The sound of his waist knocking on the table brought back Gu Heyan’s rationality. He saw Mu Zhiming was panting heavily, as if he was a little uncomfortable from suffocation, so he quickly let go of Mu Zhiming, kissed the corner of his mouth reluctantly, and then bent down. Pick up that invitation.

Mu Zhiming reacted suddenly, and hurriedly tried to stop: “Wait! Don’t pick it up…”

But it was too late, Gu Heyan had already seen the four characters “Li Zhu Qin Kai” on the invitation.