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

In the afternoon, the imperial palace was riding on the shooting garden. Recently, it has often been cold and rainy in autumn. Today, it is rare that the sun breaks through the clouds and falls on the body warmly.

Gu Heyan was waiting alone in the bamboo pavilion of the riding and shooting garden. He had no time to spare, and carefully applied wax to the bowstring. Suddenly, he heard a call of "Master". He greeted him, but when he saw the person beside Fu Ji'an, his hand shook violently, and the bowstring was slapped, causing a red mark.

"Master!" Fu Ji'an shouted and trotted over, Mu Zhiming followed behind him, walked to the pavilion, smiled and bowed to Gu Heyan: "Brother Gu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Seventh Prince." Gu Heyan bowed his head and saluted, his voice was light, "...Brother Mu."

"I heard that the range of the Imperial Palace's cavalry and shooting garden is as large as a mountain forest, and I heard that the Seventh Prince's master, the young dragon and juvenile, has extraordinary martial arts. I couldn't help but come to open my eyes. I don't know if the disturbance will affect your martial arts teaching?" Mu Zhiming smiled. In exchange for greetings, he casually praised Gu Heyan.

Gu Heyan replied indifferently as if he didn't appreciate it, "Yeah."

Mu Zhiming: "…"

Fu Ji'an didn't expect Gu Heyan to respond like this, and said bluntly, "Master, have you heard what Brother Mu said? Where is the harassment? It doesn't matter if you don't harass."

Gu Heyan suddenly came back to his senses and was a little stunned.

Mu Zhiming said embarrassingly: "I came uninvited and was abrupt and rude. Brother Gu, don't blame me, I will leave now."

"No." Gu Heyan said, "No." He looked a little annoyed, and said after a moment of silence, "I was wrong... I... I didn't know you were coming..."

This sentence, in Mu Zhiming's hearing, still means some blame, which made him agree to apologize again.

"Okay, okay, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding." Fu Ji'an smoothed the field, "Master, Brother Mu said he also wanted to learn arrows with you, so I will work hard for you today, let's teach together!"

"Well, I'll go to the warehouse to get another bow and arrow." Gu Heyan said, turning to leave.

"Master." Fu Ji'an stopped, "Just leave these trivial chores to the eunuchs!"

"It's okay, I'll be back when I go." Gu Heyan said, hurriedly walked out of the bamboo pavilion, walked to the distance, took a deep breath and then exhaled, meditating on the truth that being quiet is not a bad thing, and finally settled down.

At this moment in the pavilion, Mu Zhiming tilted his head and asked Fu Ji'an, "He usually talks to you, but is he so indifferent?"

Fu Ji'an thought for a while and said, "Although Master usually doesn't talk much, it doesn't make people feel indifferent. Are you in a bad mood today?"

Mu Zhiming sighed and suddenly felt depressed in his heart.

Not long after, Gu Heyan brought the bow and arrow. He didn't say much. After handing the bow and arrow to the two, he began to teach the two to draw the bow and shoot.

"Inner integrity, outer body straight, mainly pushing the bow, supplemented by holding the bow." Gu Heyan's martial arts teaching is extremely serious, if there is any mistake in Fu Ji'an, he immediately points out mercilessly. Pressing Fu Ji'an's shoulder vigorously, he straightened him.

Under the guidance of Gu Heyan, Fu Ji'an, who is usually a playful teacher, does not look sideways, his back is straight, and he does not dare to relax at all.

On the side, Mu Zhiming's bow-drawing posture is really like a joke...

He actually learned riding and archery when he was a child, but knowing that he was extremely stupid about such things, he put his energy elsewhere. Over time, martial arts was abandoned, and now it is difficult to draw a bow.

Fu Ji'an laughed at him when he saw it: "Brother Mu, you are so stupid... ah! It hurts, master ah ah, you should be gentle when you break my shoulders, I'm holding my chest out!"

In the face of kind words, Mu Zhiming didn't care, and laughed loudly: "Jin Wuzu, no one is perfect, I'm not good at this, Seventh Prince, why don't we both endorse it?"

Fu Ji'an howled: "No comparison!!"

On weekdays, practicing martial arts is just practicing martial arts, and it is boring. Today, Mu Zhiming is here, and this riding and shooting garden adds two points of smile. It is really cool and autumn.

About half an hour later, Fu Ji'an found that Gu Heyan had been circling around him, leaving Mu Zhiming aside, so he said to him, "Master, go and teach Brother Mu, I will practice by myself." At the end, he whispered, "I have to bring Brother Mu here today, don't be mad at him, don't ignore him."

When he heard "angry" and "ignoring him", Gu Heyan groaned, as if he wanted to defend himself, but when the words came to his mouth, there were only three words: "...Understood..."

Gu Heyan turned his head to look at Mu Zhiming, and saw that he was alone, silently practicing arrows, drawing the bow, letting go, and the arrow landed crookedly.

Mu Zhiming was not discouraged, he trotted to retrieve the arrow with a smile, and then drew the bow.

Gu Heyan knew that as soon as he talked to him, he didn't know what to say, but he was dumbfounded, so he didn't dare to rush forward. At this time, Fu Ji'an shot another arrow, and when he turned his head, he saw Gu Heyan standing with a frown. That didn't move, the seventh prince rolled his eyes, had bad thoughts, took a step to Gu Heyan's side without any expression, and then slammed Gu Heyan in the direction of Mu Zhiming!

Then Fu Ji'an fell and squatted.

Gu Heyan is a martial artist, and his footing is very stable. Fu Ji'an is young and light-boned, how can he touch him, stealing chickens can't lose rice, falling to the ground and covering his buttocks and shouting "oops, whoops".

The incident suddenly startled both Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan. They hurriedly stepped forward to help Fu Ji'an. When several palace servants who were serving not far away saw it, they rushed over with pale faces and surrounded Fu Ji'an in a roundabout manner. : "Your Highness, are you alright? Oh, where did you fall?"

Mu Zhiming was calmer than others, took Fu Ji'an in his arms, patted the grass and soil on his clothes for him, and checked it carefully: "My palm is torn, go to the Imperial Physician's Office."

Fu Ji'an eased the pain at this time, not forgetting the purpose of his own mischief, covered his **** and said, "Master, I'll go and bandage my hands. I'll come back later. You teach Brother Mu to bow and arrow first."

Gu Heyan nodded: "Okay."

So Fu Ji'an was surrounded by palace servants and went to the Imperial Medical Office. After a while, only Gu Heyan and Mu Zhiming were left in the huge riding and shooting garden.

In the autumnal day, the wild geese flew south, and the birds were chirping in silence. Mu Zhiming looked at the bow and arrow in his hand and thought to himself: Gu Heyan had been ignoring him just now, but now there are only two people left. embarrassment.

The thought came to Mu Zhiming's mind just now, and suddenly he heard the people around him: "Pull the bow, I'll teach you."

Mu Zhiming had a happy expression on his face, he raised his head hurriedly, looked at the target in front of him, and drew his bow earnestly.

Gu Heyan: "Don't let go, hold on."

Mu Zhiming hurriedly stabilized his body, not daring to move for half a minute, Gu Heyan glanced at him: "Elevate your elbows."

Mu Zhiming did as he said, and Gu Heyan said, "No matter how high it is, no matter how high it is, it's too high, it's too low, it's too low, and it's too high."

After a long time of commanding in this language, Mu Zhiming finally raised his elbow to the correct position. He was thinking about whether he could shoot arrows, but he heard Gu Heyan say, "Keep your feet apart, don't lean forward, and lift your shoulders."

Mu Zhiming thought that it would be too hard to learn like this, so he discussed it: "Brother Gu, I am stupid in learning martial arts. It takes too much time for you to talk. Can I trouble you to do it?"

Gu Heyan: "...Do you move your hands?"

"Mmmm." Mu Zhiming nodded, "Just like he taught Ji'an just now, if I'm wrong, you can just break me, and I'll definitely keep the correct posture in my heart."

Gu Heyan was silent for a while, then slowly spit out two words.

"...touch you?"