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

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the morning light was slightly bright, the gate of the Taihe Palace was opened, and the hundred officials went to see the emperor. On this day, Gouji's 200,000 troops were stationed on the border between the two countries, and they were eyeing the Great Jin.

On this day, those who have experienced the wind, frost, and yellow sand in the frontier of the Jin Dynasty have their earth armor on their bodies and are ready to raise their bodies to die at any time.

On this day, the people of Baicheng packed their belongings and luggage in a panic, lamenting when the ruthless war would end.

On this day, Gu Heyan and his accompanying soldiers were on the road non-stop. Going galloping, I just want to hurry up and join the Rongyan army to protect the family and the country.

On this day, Mu Zhiming stepped into the golden hall step by step, kneeling on the ground, and his words shocked all the officials and officials.

His eyes were so calm, and his words were so firm: "I implore Your Majesty to allow the minister to send an envoy to Gou Ji, use words to calm the flames of war, and use words to stop the turmoil. I only hope that there will be no wars in the end of the world, and the strength of the troops will be the sun and the moon."

How bold, how courageous, and how unwilling it is to send an envoy to an enemy country before the war

Being imprisoned is a trivial matter, and Mu Zhiming may even be dead without even seeing the leader of the enemy army, becoming a skeleton who died in a foreign land and no one can take it.

This request for life was so shocking that even the emperor was shocked for a while without knowing what to say, and then he summoned Mu Zhiming alone and asked him if he knew what he was talking about.

Mu Zhiming was very calm, and said: "The Holy Master ordered his ministers to go to the frontier north of Baicheng to learn the Gouji language, isn't it for the present? If Gouji and the Great Jin can turn their battles into jade and silk, they will no longer be swept up in the corpse by the fire of war, laboring the people and hurting their wealth. The country will be prosperous and the people will be safe, and the government will be harmonious."

"Yes, if it is successful, it must be so." The emperor said, "But you have thought about it, if it fails, it will never come back!"

Mu Zhiming said, "Your Highness, how many loyal soul bones are buried in the green hills through the ages, if the minister can be like them and do his best for the stability of the world, then the minister will have no complaints or regrets."

Three days later, the imperial decree was sent to the Duke of Yan State. On that day, Mu Zhiming couldn't stand in front of Mu Boren, who was helpless, and Gong Shi, who was sobbing. , raised for 20 years, the kindness is great, now I am not filial to Zhu, I just want my parents not to be sad, if I can go back here, I will never forget the private days of feeding back."

Gong Shi wiped his tears and pulled him: "My son, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult. We understand."

Mu Boren sighed and said only: "Get up, don't kneel."

Mu Zhiming got up and said to Mu Boren, "Father, my son has something important to tell you."

The father and son walked to the inner hall and backed away left and right. At this time, Wen Heyin listened to Mu Zhiming's instructions and probed nearby to prevent the partition wall from having ears.

Mu Zhiming said straight to the point: "Father, there is an eyeliner in the house, please be careful."

"What?!" Mu Boren was stunned, "How unreasonable! I will ask people to investigate them one by one tomorrow!"

Mu Zhiming said, "No, father, please don't startle the snake, the child has his own plan."

"..." Mu Boren looked at Mu Zhiming, seeing his calm gaze, he couldn't help feeling that the child had grown up, "I see, listen to you."

"Thank you, father." Mu Zhiming said again, "My child has something to ask for.

Mu Boren: "Go ahead, it's up to you.

Mu Zhiming: "I'm going to say goodbye here. If my father receives news of my return to the capital in the future, please immediately take my mother out of the capital on the grounds of recuperating and go to my hometown of Fujian for a few months."

"Why is this?" Mu Boren was puzzled.

Mu Zhiming bowed and saluted: "Forgive the child for not being able to explain to his father."

Mu Boren pondered and looked at him worriedly for a long time without speaking.

Mu Zhiming: "Father, please believe me."

Mu Boren sighed slowly: "Okay, I promise you, but you have to know how to act."

Mu Zhiming relaxed and said with a smile, "My son understands, thank you father."

After a series of intensive preparations by the Ministry of Rites, Mu Zhiming will leave Beijing for envoy Gou Ji in three days.

Some people expect him to leave early and return early, and some people expect him to never return.

In any case, the mission is a foregone conclusion.

On this day, on the outskirts of the capital city, Yang Liu was leaning against Sun Moon Lake, and when he heard Heyin, he arrived in front of the Huxin Pavilion and saw Pei Hantang sitting on the railing of the pavilion, raising his head to pour his own wine.

Wen Heyin walked over and asked, "Why don't you wait for me and drink it yourself?"

Pei Hantang wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Anyway, in the future, I will drink it alone. What's the difference between one hour and one hour later?"

Wen Heyin was silent and sat down beside him.

When Mu Zhiming was on his mission to Baicheng this time, Wen Heyin, his personal bodyguard, naturally wanted to accompany him. This trip could be as short as a few months or as long as a year.

"It's not like I'm not coming back." Wen Heyin said, "Just wait for me to come back."

"Hey, the lonely guest is desolate." Pei Hantang shook his head, "I can't wait."

Wen Heyin: "Can't wait?"

Pei Hantang smiled and said, "Well, I can't wait."

He was actually joking, and he was going to see Wen Heyin's reaction, and he had to wait if he couldn't wait."

Wen Heyin had a thoughtful look after hearing the word "can't wait", and after a while he raised his eyes to look at Pei Hantang, staring at him closely, which was a bit sharp. Pei Hantang felt that his next sentence must be: I can't wait to pull it down, etc., so I hurriedly smoothed things out: "Even if I can't wait, I have to..."

But before Pei Hantang finished speaking, Wen Heyin suddenly came over, put his hands on his shoulders and kissed him arrogantly.

Riyue Lake is vast and blue, Yingti gently turns to sing far away, Wen Heyin closed her eyes and pursed Pei Hantang's lips with the fragrance of wine, took a light bite there, took a half step back and asked, "Can you wait now?"

Pei Hantang didn't come back to his senses for a long time, all he knew was that the carp rippled around the lotus leaf, and it went round and round into his heart.

"Can't wait?" Wen Heyin pursed her lips unhappily. "Wait!" Pei Hantang said suddenly, he reached out to hold Wen Heyin's hand, dragged him towards him, and when he spoke again, he was already smiling: "Kiss, wait a day."

Wen Heyin: "You don't have to go too far."

"Is this an inch?" Pei Hantang said with a wicked smile.

Wen Heyin didn't understand the teasing in his tone, and even argued with him seriously: "If I leave for half a year, will I have to kiss you hundreds of times?"

"I still have a good way. Come over and I'll tell you." Pei Hantang pulled him into his arms and whispered something into his ear.

Before finishing a sentence, Wen Heyin blushed and pushed Pei Hantang away, speaking incoherently: "You, you, you shameless disciple!!"

Pei Hantang was aggrieved: "Why did I become a disciple? Why did you kiss me first? You can kiss me, but I can't..."

Wen Heyin didn't want to listen and turned to leave.

"Wait." Pei Hantang hurriedly stood up to stop him, "Don't go, I said the wrong thing, don't go, you'll be leaving Beijing in a few days, and if you don't drink with me, you'll have to wait a year and a half. loaded."

When he said this, Wen Heyin was willing to turn his head and emphasized, "Don't go too far."

"Okay, okay." Pei Hantang smiled and nodded again and again, but he promised so, but when the two of them were having a good time drinking, he pressed Wen Heyin next to the pillar and kissed and kissed again, no matter how angry Wen Heyin was and scolded Not willing to let people go.

Three days later, on a crisp autumn day, Mu Zhiming said goodbye to his parents and set off on the road to the frontier with Wen Heyin and his accompanying attendants.

After a few days of boating and driving, we will arrive at Baicheng in one day, and the envoy team rests at the post station. The moon stars are rare and the autumn insects are singing. Due to the lack of rooms in the inn, Wen Heyin and Mu Zhiming lived in the same room. After he made the bedding, he called Mu Zhiming to rest.

He turned his head and saw that Mu Zhiming was again staring at the vermilion agate jade pendant in a daze. Aunt Liang asked Mu Zhiming to bring it to Gu Heyan.

Since leaving the capital, Mu Zhiming always takes the jade pendant for a while before going to bed every night.

He thought about it and couldn't understand, if Gu Heyan knew that this was the relic of General Gu Miao's wife, why did he want to give it to him without hesitation? "Master!" Wen Heyin stepped forward and called him, "What's so beautiful about this jade pendant, why do you look at it every day?"

"Ayin..." Mu Zhiming pulled Wen Heyin and sat down in front of him, "I'll ask you a question."

Wen Heyin: "Huh? What, the question?"

Mu Zhiming said: "A certain person, he gave his mother's relic to another person without hesitation. Why do you think this is?"

Wen Heyin: "Well...he's out of money? Take things as pawns?"

Mu Zhiming: "No, think again."

Wen Heyin: "...he gambled and lost something?"

Mu Zhiming: "Neither."

Wen Heyin put her hand on her chin: "Then...the relic is broken, he will fix it for someone else?"

Mu Zhiming still shook his head: "No, it's too wrong."

"It's too difficult, I don't know, young master, why?" Wen Heyin didn't want to guess.

Mu Zhiming sighed, put his hands on his chin, and looked at the vermilion jade pendant on the table: "I don't know either..."

"What you don't know, come and ask me?" Wen Heyin pouted. "Go to sleep." Mu Zhiming carefully put away the jade pendant.

The two blew out the candles and rested on the bed. When Mu Zhiming closed his eyes and was confused, he suddenly felt Wen Heyin sitting beside him suddenly sit up. "Master! I see!" Wen Heyin shook Mu Zhiming awake.

Mu Zhiming stood up dumbfounded and rubbed his eyes lightly with his hands: "What? Do you know what?"

"I know why, that person gave his mother's relic to another person without hesitation." Wen Heyin was a little proud.

Mu Zhiming yawned, so sleepy that his eyes were blurred, and he asked vaguely, "Why?"

Wen Heyin said: "He likes that person! And his love is as deep as the sea, so even if it is his mother's relic, he will give it away without hesitation!"

Mu Zhiming suddenly lost sleep.

"Really? Right?" Wen Heyin asked repeatedly.

Mu Zhiming laughed dryly: "...it seems...it's unlikely..."

"No." Wen Heyin was discouraged and lay back on the bed, "I think that's it."

Mu Zhiming didn't say a word, he lay down after being stunned in the dark for a while, and then slept lightly all night, tossing and turning.