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

"There are rough people everywhere in the military camp, how can there be such small and delicate snacks!"

Hearing what Xia Houhu said, Mu Zhiming did not speak for a long time. He stared at the plate of sesame cakes on the desk with confusion and confusion in his eyes.

"Hey, little brother!" Xiahou Hu called him several times, and then Mu Zhiming came back to his senses, "Xiahou Colonel, why did you come to the camp to look for me?"

"The mission!" Xiahou Hu said, "General, he wants to know what your plans are and when you will go north."

"I'm afraid I can't tell for a while." Mu Zhiming said, "I'd better tell the general myself."

"Okay, okay." Xia Houhu nodded in agreement, "You should tell him the best! I don't know what General Gu thinks, but he ordered me to ask you, what can I remember in my head, and so on, I'm wrong. , am I not a sinner?"

Mu Zhiming smiled.

"Then I'll leave first." Xia Houhu clasped his fists. He stood up with his hands on his knees, and suddenly thought of something, patted his head, "By the way, there is one more thing."

Mu Zhiming: "Huh?"

Xiahou Hu looked around the corner of the tent, and suddenly pointed forward: "Ha, I'm hiding here."

He walked a few steps to the couch on the left side of the low table, bent down and picked up a wooden box. Mu Zhiming was puzzled: "This is?"

"It's nothing, it's just some ancient military books." Xia Houhu explained, "General Gu forgot to take it away when he was packing up, let me take it for him."

"General Gu?" Mu Zhiming couldn't help but ask, "Why are General Gu's books here?"

"Oh, I actually mentioned this yesterday." Xia Houhu said, "After this camp is empty, no one will live there anymore, because General Gu will come here from time to time to sit and read, and a stay is a night."

Mu Zhiming knew it, he didn't think much about it, he just thought that the camp was quiet and suitable for being alone: ​​"So that's how it is, now that I'm here, it disturbs the general's tranquility."

"Little brother, don't say that, we, General Gu, are very happy that you can come here." Xiahou Hulang smiled, "He was training troops and building a defense line far south, and when he heard that you were coming, he rushed back to the barracks overnight alone. , When I saw us, the first sentence was to ask if you were there."

Mu Zhiming blinked in disbelief: "Really? I'm here, is he really happy?"

Xia Houhu: "Wang, I can still lie to you! Okay, no more talk, I have to send this box of books to General Gu Xiao."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming got up and sent Xiahouhu out of the camp. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Xiahou Captain, is there really no cakes in this camp?"

"I promise my head, no!" Xia Houhu said with great certainty, "Little brother, think about how many soldiers are in this barracks. If you ask the cook to make those time-consuming snacks, it's better to let him take the root. Hemp rope went to the coach's tent to hang himself, and he felt more agile!"

Mu Zhiming laughed and murmured, "It's true, I take it for granted. It's...". After that, he bowed and said goodbye to Xiahou Hu.

Wen Heyin returned to the barracks from the inn, and as soon as she opened the curtain and walked into the tent, she saw Mu Zhiming sitting at the low desk, staring at a plate of sesame cakes thoughtfully.

"Master, the letter has been handed over to the post envoy." Wen Heyin said.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Mu Zhiming nodded, but did not look up at Wen Heyin.

"What's wrong with this plate of sesame cakes? Why don't you eat it when you look at it?" Wen Heyin asked.

"No.... sesame cakes are nothing..." Mu Zhiming muttered, "It's just... I don't understand something."

"Is there something else you don't understand?" Wen Heyin shouted helplessly while touching her forehead with one hand, "Young master, I didn't tell you, but there are too many things you don't understand every day!"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said: "In life, from childhood to twilight, I am always ignorant and often confused."

"Xing Xing Xing, everything you say makes sense." Wen Heyin sat down beside Mu Zhiming, "So what's wrong with you this time?"

"Ayin." Mu Zhiming pointed to the plate of sesame cakes, "This is not a snack in the military camp. I don't know where it came from, and I don't know who it came from."

"Ah? Isn't it from the military camp? What. Maybe..." Wen Heyin was also puzzled, "When we lived in the Rongyan Army camp before, didn't the lunches delivered every day included snacks? It has changed. There are tricks, walnut cakes one day, plum cakes the next day...etc!" Wen Heyin suddenly shouted, "I seem to know where these cakes come from."

"What did you think of?" Mu Zhiming asked hurriedly.

Wen Heyin replied: "Master, when we were looking for clues in Baicheng before, I saw a dim sum shop in the market, and at that time I felt that the dim sum in that shop was very similar to the dim sum that was delivered every day in the military camp. , do you think someone bought it from this shop?"

Mu Zhiming got up immediately: "Let's go, let's go to Baicheng."

Wen Heyin: "Ah? Now? Even if you ride a horse, it will take more than an hour to go back and forth to Baicheng. It's getting dark, Master, are you sure?"

Mu Zhiming nodded firmly: "Well, I'm sure."