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

Mu Zhiming lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent, and saw Gu Heyan standing beside the flaming bonfire. His eyes jumped to Mu Zhiming's heart, and he was astonished.

There was no one else around, Mu Zhiming called his name lightly, with a bit of restraint: "He Yan, you...you are here, are you finished with your military affairs?"

Gu Heyan stepped closer to Mu Zhiming, he frowned tightly, with a sullen face, and said solemnly, "No need."

Mu Zhiming was stunned: "What?"

Gu Heyan said: "There is no need to send an envoy to the Gou Ji country."

"Ah..." Mu Zhiming was not surprised, he avoided the topic and said with a smile, "He Yan, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you want to talk to me only about business? We can't meet for a walk under the moon. Is it common to have a couple of small talk?"

Gu Heyan still insisted: "You are in the capital, there are hundreds of thousands of ways to ascend, why do you want to be an envoy? Do you know how dangerous it is to travel to a foreign country before the war?!"

Although his appearance is cold and handsome, after all, he is a general who has been on the battlefield and holds a blood blade in his hand.

If others were attacked like this, they would have been terrified, but Mu Zhiming was soft and not hard, and Gu Heyan was so cold with his eyebrows, which made Mu Zhiming suppressed the panic of reuniting with the person he was happy with. Mu Zhiming calmed down and asked back. : "So the general thinks that I sent Gou Ji as an envoy to get promoted in order to gain power? It turns out that in the general's mind, I am a person who seeks fame and reputation?"

Gu Heyan:  …

Mu Zhiming said coldly: "I am sent an envoy, and the mandate of heaven is on the top. If the general has any objection, he can submit the letter to the sage, but it will take half a month to pass the book to the capital, and by then I have already traveled to the country of Gouji. ."

Gu Heyan's expression was solemn, he turned his head and left after being speechless for a moment.

Mu Zhiming shouted, "Wait."

He thought that Gu Heyan was angry and would not want to pay attention to him, and would leave without stopping.

As soon as Mu Zhiming finished speaking, Gu Heyan immediately stopped and turned to look at him. Mu Zhiming let out a long sigh, calmed down and took out from his arms the vermilion agate phoenix Niele jade pendant that he had been protecting with a clean silk handkerchief all the way, and he handed the jade pendant to Gu Heyan: "This is Liang. My aunt asked me to bring it to you."

...... Gu Heyan was a little surprised, and nodded with a stern face after taking it, "Thank you."

Looking at him, Mu Zhiming couldn't help asking the doubts that bothered him all the way and kept him up at night: "He Yan, do you remember the spring hunt in Jiuqu Mountain seven years ago, when you would fall into a mountain stream and a pool of water to save me? After starting, did you decide to give this jade pendant to me?"

Hearing this, Gu Heyan's eyes were flustered for a moment. He lowered his head and hurriedly wrapped the vermilion jade pendant in silk cloth. He took this short moment to hide his self-confessed shameless thoughts and then raised his eyes, his tone was indifferent and his eyes were as calm as the same. Tan Dead Water: "I don't remember."

Mu Zhiming was unwilling: "Don't you remember? It was by the deep pool...". Gu Heyan interrupted him and repeated, "Well, I don't remember."

.... Mu Zhiming's eyes slowly dimmed, just like Yueming hiding behind the clouds, he was disheartened and smiled awkwardly, "Yes, it's been seven years, maybe I'm wrong. …”

"General! You're here! I've found you." Suddenly a soldier trotted over, "Lieutenant General Wei is looking for you in a hurry."

"Understood, I'll go to the coach's tent." Gu Heyan responded and turned to look at Mu Zhiming: "Is there anything else?".

"No, no more, disturb the general." Mu Zhiming bowed his head and saluted.

Gu Heyan nodded and turned to leave.

Mu Zhiming watched him go away, looked up at the cool moonlight, sighed long, and returned to the tent.

Wen Heyin saw him coming back: "Master, I have made the bedding, you can rest directly after washing."

Mu Zhiming didn't answer, and inexplicably said, "The answer to that question yesterday was not like I like it."

"Ah? What?" Wen Heyin didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Mu Zhiming waved his hand, "rest."

After tossing and turning all night, the wind from the frontier flooded into his dreams. After Mu Zhiming woke up early in the morning, he put on his clothes and got up. He first wrote a letter on the seal, reporting that he had reached the Rongyan army camp, and then wrote a letter to his parents to report safety. , he handed it over to Wen Heyin and asked Ayin to go to the station to send the letter, it was noon.

At noon, a young soldier brought dishes. The dishes in the Rongyan Army camp were similar to those of a few years ago. They were still batter, broth and pancakes with a thick layer of oil and a strong smell of sheep mutton. The journey was too hard for a few days, and the smell of mutton made me uncomfortable. I couldn’t drink the broth, but fortunately, there was a plate of fragrant and crispy sesame cakes in the food box.

Mu Zhiming took out the sesame cake, broke a piece and stuffed it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

At this time, Xiahou Hu came to visit, he walked into the tent, smiled heartily, "Is the little brother eating?"

Mu Zhiming got up and welcomed Xiahou Hu in, and asked him to sit down at the low desk: "It took some time to write the letter, so I just ate."

"Oh, isn't that mutton soup cold? If this broth is cold, and white oil will form on it, how can you eat it?" Xia Houhu said, looking at the desk, suddenly he seemed to see something novel He laughed like a thing.

Mu Zhiming was confused: "Why is Captain Xiahou laughing?"

"No, it's nothing." Xia Houhu waved his hand, "I just didn't expect that when you came here to Xinjiang, you even brought your own snacks!"

Mu Zhiming couldn't understand more and more: "Bring your own snacks? What does this mean?"

Xiahou Hu pointed with his hand: "This plate of sesame cakes! Didn't you bring it?"

Mu Zhiming said: "This sesame cake was delivered with lunch."

"Little brother! Bring snacks when you bring snacks! There's nothing to be embarrassed about! Don't fool me with this rhetoric!" Xia Houhu laughed, "Think about it carefully, there are rough people everywhere in our military camp, how could there be such small and delicate people? dessert!"