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

In the coach's tent, Xu Zhiwei was reporting to Gu Heyan about the construction of walls and supplies today. These things are trivial and repetitive, but because he took over the military affairs here, even if it was a simple thing that was repeated every day, Gu Heyan had to do it. He reported them one by one to avoid mistakes.

He just started talking today, and suddenly a soldier came to report: "Report to the general, there is someone outside to see you."

Gu Heyan asked, "Who?"

The young soldier said, "That member of the Ministry of Rites from the imperial court, Wai Lang."

Gu Heyan's eyes trembled, and after a while, he said, "Got it."

The little soldier asked, "Would you like to invite that adult in?"

Gu Heyan said, "Wait a minute." Then he turned his head and asked Xu Zhiwei, "Have you finished the report?"

"Not yet." Xu Zhiwei thought to himself that General Gu would let the Master Mu come first to talk about things, but Gu Heyan said: "Then you continue."

Xu Zhiwei was stunned for a while, and hurriedly opened his mouth to prepare to continue reporting the matter. Gu Heyan added: "Speak in ten words."

Xu Zhiwei: "…"

Ten words, I'm still talking shit! !

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Outside the tent, Mu Zhiming was a little nervous when he saw the young soldier who had reported the report entering the tent, wondering if his sudden arrival would disturb Gu Heyan.

When he was feeling a little uneasy, Xu Zhiwei walked out of the tent. After meeting Mu Zhiming, Xu Zhi smiled and clasped his fists: "Mr. Mu."

"Xu Can Military." Mu Zhiming returned the salute, "Is General Gu busy?"

Xu Zhiwei smiled: "You're here, no matter how busy General Gu is, he won't be busy anymore."

Mu Zhiming was stunned, and he didn't understand what it meant. The young soldier who reported the report lifted the curtain and ran out: "Sir, the general invites you to enter the account."

Mu Zhiming didn't dare to delay, bid farewell to Xu Zhiwei, let Wen Heyin wait outside the tent, got up and walked into the tent, saw Gu Heyan sitting in front of the long and low desk with the bamboo slips on military books, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow Salute: "Meet the general."

"Sit." Gu Heyan pointed to the seat opposite him. The seat was covered with soft white fox fur, which was incompatible with the simple and simple tent everywhere.

Mu Zhiming lifted up his robe and sat down, and said solemnly, "I have something to discuss with you, General."

Gu Heyan didn't seem to have thought that Mu Zhiming was here to talk about business.

"I came here on the imperial decree. In addition to learning the Gouji language, I also investigated why the Gouji Congress suddenly dispatched troops. I heard that there was a clue in Baicheng not far away, and I wanted to ask the general for a document to facilitate entering and leaving the military camp." Mu Zhi Ming asked.

Gu Heyan understood, he took off a gold-plated silver medal from his waist, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming took a closer look and saw the words "General Yulin" written on the waist card.

"You take this, you can enter and leave the barracks at will." Gu Heyan said.

"This, this, this is a gift from the royal family..." Mu Zhiming was incoherent, he just wanted to seal the document, how could he know that Gu Heyan handed such a valuable thing to him.

"Yeah." Gu Heyan nodded, "When you go to Baicheng, remember to bring guards."

"Thank you Brother Gu for your trust." Mu Zhiming took a deep breath, took it with both hands gratefully, and took it into his arms, "I will take good care of this thing and return it as it is."

After the business was over, Gu Heyan stared at Mu Zhiming, his voice was a little lower: "You... do you want to catch up now?"

Mu Zhiming looked at the pile of messy documents on his desk, and thought that Xia Houhu said that he took care of the big and small matters in the army, and that Xu Zhiwei was still talking with him in the tent. Gu Heyan would be very busy now, how could he Annoying him with reminiscences, he said sternly: "No, no, no, when Brother Gu is free, I will come to disturb him again, then I will retire first."

Gu Heyan: "...Well."

He watched Mu Zhiming leave the tent, then lowered his eyes in disappointment, and sat there silently for a long time.

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After Mu Zhiming got the waist card, he went to Baicheng for several days, trying to find some clues.

If you take a carriage, it takes more than an hour from the military camp to Baicheng. It was originally a bustling and lively border town. Unfortunately, after the destruction of the war, the glory is no longer what it used to be. However, many people of Baicheng who were exiled due to the war have returned to look for their homes. Add a touch of life.

Mu Zhiming and Wen Heyin went to the bazaar that Xia Houhu mentioned. There are only a few shops open there, selling common items such as medicinal herbs and cloth. House, looking forward from the street, you can vaguely guess the noise of the year.

Mu Zhiming visited for several days and found nothing, but he could see that some elderly people in Baicheng did not hate Gou Ji when they mentioned it, and even missed the past when they were friendly with Gou Ji.

On this day, Mu Zhiming came to the market again and asked along the street. Seeing that dusk was approaching, he still didn't ask anything. Mu Zhiming couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. At this moment, he suddenly noticed something and strode up. forward.

At the end of the market street, behind the mahogany archway stands a sign with many dilapidated and old signs posted on it.

Mu Zhiming took a closer look, and when he was distinguishing the vague words on the notice, he heard Heyin a few steps: "Master, I just saw a shop selling pastries, which sells walnut cakes, and we were there. The walnut cakes that came with lunch at the military camp looked like that, don't you like it? Would you like to buy some?"

Mu Zhiming looked at the bulletin board attentively and didn't listen to Heyin's words. When Wen Heyin saw that he was thinking, he quickly shut up and did not dare to quarrel with him.

Most of the notices were stamped with the official seal, and they wrote the rules of the market stalls, such as no fighting, and what attracted Mu Zhiming was a tax notice.

"Five out of ten? Dajin's business tax is not so high..." Mu Zhiming muttered and took off the notice, and was about to tuck it into his sleeve when Wen Heyin stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "This piece of paper is dirty. Let me go."

"It's all right." Only then did Mu Zhiming notice Wen Heyin beside him. He put away the notice and smiled at Wen Heyin, "Let's go, it's getting dark, so we have to hurry back to the military camp."

Wen Heyin looked up and saw that the sky was dark, so she stopped talking about pastries and left Baicheng with Mu Zhiming in a hurry.

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In the early morning of the next day, the sound of the training horns in the military camp was in my ears. Mu Zhiming started coughing as soon as he woke up. It was getting colder as winter approached. After two beeps, he came to his senses, otherwise Wen Heyin could chant him to death.

After waking up and having a hard time falling asleep, Mu Zhiming got up to wash and dress neatly. Today is the day when the family heirloom arrives in Beijing. Wen Heyin went to the station with the letter he wrote yesterday. Mu Zhiming was not idle by himself. He went to Gu Heyan with the notice he had taken down yesterday. The soldiers informed General Gu that he was not in the barracks.

After Mu Zhiming left angrily, the two young soldiers started chatting.

"Recently, the general left the barracks when the sun was dark, and he didn't know where to go."

"It seems to be going to Baicheng to buy something."

"What do you want to buy every day? He is always busy, and he often lights out his candles at midnight. To buy things, he comes and goes, and he takes more than an hour of rest."

"Who knows about the general."