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

Fu Yi came with a horse, stepped on the spring grass and swept the wind, and stopped the horse in front of Mu Zhiming.

He is two years older than Mu Zhinian, a 16-year-old boy with immature facial features, but there is some kind of calculation hidden in tenderness in his eyebrows, just because vermilion is deep in the palace wall, it can break the most arrogant bones in the world.

"Li Zhu, I haven't seen you for some time. I often think of you in my heart. I don't know if you're safe recently?" Fu Yi asked with his eyes bent.

Mu Zhiming's eyes didn't have a trace of ripples, his left hand covered his right, and he bowed: "I have seen the fifth prince."

"Why do you have to be so restrained, when you met in the palace when you were young, didn't you always call me brother Fu Yi?" Fu Yi said with a smile.

"Children are unruly and don't know the etiquette. Please forgive the fifth prince." Mu Zhiming responded indifferently.

A trace of confusion flashed in Fu Yi's eyes, and he smiled again: "It is said that the Duke of Yan is talented and learned five chariots, but now it seems that the tiger father has no dog, and the words you answered to my father and emperor just now are really impressive. ."

"Thank you fifth prince for your praise." Mu Zhiming lowered his eyes, "I heard that today's hunting, the birds and beasts hunted by the princes, should be handed over to the emperor to watch, if the fifth prince keeps reminiscing with me to kill time, all these rare and rare beasts will be required. It was taken away by others, so, face the saint without face."

Fu Yi smiled: "That's right, let's say goodbye first."

After he clasped his fists, he rode the horse with a whip and drove him into the forest.

Mu Zhiming waited for his figure to disappear completely, and then he let out a sigh of relief. He lowered his head again, and found that his hands were tightly clenched by the reins, and a blood-red mark was streaked. He slightly clasped his palms, and felt distressed.

It can be seen how much effort it took him to endure the burning anger in his chest.

Mu Zhiming asked himself.

Could he not hate Fu Yi? How could he not hate it?

In the last life, after he was rescued by Fu Yi after he fell into a deep pool in spring hunting, he has since returned without reservation and devoted himself to return, and his relationship with Fu Yi has become more and more intimate.

But then what?

Later, Mu Zhiming's father, Mu Boren, was included in a book, which wrote that he formed a party with the sage king Fu Ji'an, secretly rebelled, and intended to usurp the throne.

At that time, the emperor was seriously ill in bed, and the crown prince, who was supervising the country, was furious, and ordered Si Yu and the Censor to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Afterwards, the iron evidence was like a mountain, and it was conclusive. The peaceful and tranquil Yan State Mansion was raided overnight, Mu Boren was put on death row, and three months later, he was beheaded, and he was implicated in exile from the three clans. Palace commits suicide.

But did Mu Boren really form a party and rebel?

He just said one sentence: "The wise king is benevolent, likes advice, and has the will to govern the country, but unfortunately he is not the eldest son."

Who is the person who attended Mu Boren? Who is falsifying the evidence? Who was the one who pushed the mansion of Duke Yan into the abyss of eternal doom?

It was Fu Yi who went in and out of Duke Yan's mansion every day some time ago!

It means that he loves him and wants to be with him for a hundred years, brother Yi!

It was the fifth prince who immediately married the daughter of the commander of the forbidden army after the conclusion of King Xian's treason!

Mu Zhiming was scarred by Zuo's practice, his heart was broken, and when he was crying, he finally understood.

He is just a piece of Fu Yi's chess piece, used to overthrow the chess piece of Fu Ji'an, the virtuous king who is well-known in the court and favored by the emperor.

He hates it, he wants to chew Fu Yi's bones, eat flesh and bloodthirsty, and let Fu Yi experience the most painful and difficult suffering in the world.

But he had more important things to do than revenge.

He wants to break the poisonous arrows and poisonous swords of power, wants the Yan Kingdom to be peaceful for a hundred years, wants the people he loves to be worry-free for a lifetime, and wants the dull joy that is the most difficult promise in the world.

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Mu Zhiming took a few deep breaths and calmed down his complicated thoughts, and a soft call came from his ear: "Brother Mu, why are you so stunned here?"

Mu Zhiming looked up and saw Fu Ji'an, the son of the noble concubine, the seventh prince, standing by on a horse, and asked in confusion.

Fu Ji'an was only ten years old, still in the main corner, and his body had not yet grown. He was swaying on the horse, looking uncontrollable.

"What kind of horse are you riding, aren't you afraid of falling?" Mu Zhiming had been close to him since childhood, so he had no courteous manners.

"I won't fall, I just took this opportunity to practice, how can you be so dumb and clumsy that you don't run?" Fu Ji'an asked, his thumb and index finger rubbed his chin, like a little adult, suddenly realized, "I know Now, didn't you throw the whip? I'll throw it for you."

Mu Zhiming: "!!"

Before he could say what he stopped, Fu Ji'an threw his whip on Yuma's side, Yuma was frightened, and rushed into the forest with Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming leaned over in a panic, tightened the reins, and clamped his legs on the horse's belly.

Fu Ji'an was still waving the flag behind him and shouting, "Brother Mu, go!!"

Mu Zhiming roared inwardly.

Ahhh, Fu Ji'an! You unlucky bastard! If I go back alive, I must screw your head!

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Taking advantage of the fact that the royal horse was just frightened, Mu Zhiming tried to appease him, slowly tightening the reins, trying to stop it, but seeing the speed slow down, Mu Zhiming sighed, but before he could finish breathing, a big wild boar suddenly came out of nowhere. Jumping out of the forest, he slammed into the royal horse. The royal horse was so frightened that it thumped its hoofs, raised its upper body high, and threw Mu Zhiming out.

Mu Zhiming was mentally prepared, he quickly covered his head with both hands, and rolled down the sloping mountain road covered with withered and yellow leaves. The world was spinning, and Mu Zhiming wanted to grab something to stop him from continuing to roll, but unfortunately it was all in vain, but after a while, he fell into the mountain under the slope. Deep in the mountain stream.

The icy cold water engulfed Mu Zhiming in an instant, and the blood in his whole body solidified. Mu Zhiming choked in panic. He forced himself to calm down, held his breath, and kicked his legs up sharply, trying to surface. .

Suddenly, a tingling numbness came from the left calf, making Mu Zhiming's leg stiff and almost unconscious.

Oops! Mu Zhiming was shocked: he had a leg cramp!

After a while, the icy pool of water began to rob Mu Zhiming's breath, the pain of suffocation hit his brain, he struggled with all his strength but could not float an inch, the despair and pain of death began to wrap around his neck, his vision gradually blurred, Mu Zhiming The more panicked, the more helpless and frightened.

Help, someone, someone help me.

At this moment, a "thump" sound of entering the water sounded.

The crescent-crescent white brocade-clothed boy who could not see his face went from far to near, Mu Zhiming struggled to open his eyes and saw the phoenix nirvana vermilion agate jade pendant he wore around his waist.

In the last life, Mu Zhiming fainted after falling into the water. When he woke up, he was clutching the agate jade pendant that was torn from the person who saved him.

In the two lifetimes, the karmic love of origin is like a poisonous poison that entangles Mu Zhiming's limbs and bones, which cannot be erased and disappeared, never to be forgotten.

Should he save or he should save.

What owes him, still owes him.

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The waist was tightly hugged, and the man took Mu Zhiming into his arms, kicked up the water violently, and the two broke out of the water together.

Mu Zhiming coughed violently, causing his brain to hurt. Although he knew that he would be in danger and held his breath for many days, although he could not save himself, at least this time, he did not faint weakly.

The man hugged Mu Zhiming to the edge of the pool, reached out and patted his back, obeying his anger.

Mu Zhiming was annoyed and moved to the side to avoid his embrace, but after meeting the man's eyes, Mu Zhiming froze in place for a moment.

Not Fu Yi.

The one who saved him was not Fu Yi.

It was Gu Heyan.