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

In the side hall, Mu Zhiming stood at the door, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and walked in after stroking his clothes, bowed his head and put his palms together, "Father, mother."

Inside the house, Mu Boren and Gong Shi were sitting on the Taishi chairs in front of the screen of the Four Gentlemen's Wood Carved Seat. Gong Shi smiled, Mu Boren raised his head and glanced at Mu Zhiming: "Have you finished talking nonsense?"

"It's over, don't blame my father." Mu Zhiming smiled.

"Humph." Mu Boren patted the armrest of the Taishi chair.

"Okay, okay, who doesn't have nightmares and say a few stupid words in their life." Gong Shi waved to Mu Zhiming, "Li Zhu, come here."

Mu Zhiming walked to Gong Shi's side, Gong Shi gently held his hand, lowered his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Li Zhu, I called you here just now to tell you that for the spring hunting sacrifice next month, the concubine will call your father. Enter the palace with you, go to Jiuqu Mountain with you, and bask in the grace of the saints, and may this year be healthy and peaceful."

Spring Hunting Sacrifice, the four words floated lightly into Mu Zhiming's ears, and immediately turned into an invisible claws, pinching and twisting Mu Zhiming's heart, causing his breathing to stagnate.

Because that was the beginning of all the misfortunes in the previous life.

During the Spring Hunting Ceremony in the previous life, the horse that Mu Zhiming was riding went mad because it was hit by a wild beast. It ran wildly in the deep forest with Mu Zhiming.

Then, despite the danger, the fifth prince Fu Yi jumped into the deep pool to rescue him.

Since then, Mu Zhiming has devoted himself to repaying his kindness, made mistakes step by step, and stepped into the abyss of eternal pain.

"Li Zhu, can you hear what I told you?" Mu Boren asked after explaining all the rules in the palace.

Mu Zhiming struggled to breathe from the nightmare of the previous life, and replied with a trembling voice, "You can hear me clearly."

He bowed his head and raised his head again, his eyes were as cold as ice for thousands of years in the polar regions, and as hard as black iron after being tempered by fire. Mu Zhiming made up his mind that in this world, he would cut everything with his own hands and never repeat the same mistakes.

Mu Zhiming thought about it, and began to learn to hold his breath in water.

During the spring hunting, his horse was given by the royal family, and he had to ride it.

If there will be a catastrophe, then he will pass it by himself. As long as he can float up and climb out of the deep valley of the mountain by himself, he will not owe any life debt without the help of others.

However, it was cold in the early spring, and it was not wise to learn water in rivers and streams. Mu Zhiming remembered that there was a large bathtub in the mansion. His young body had not yet grown, and his whole body could just float in the large bathtub.

"Sister Caiwei." Mu Zhiming hurriedly called Caiwei after returning to the wing, "Please do me a favor and put the largest wooden tub that can be found in the mansion in my room and fill it with hot water."

Although Caiwei was puzzled, she still did it.

A few days later, on this day, Mu Zhiming was immersing himself in the wooden tub filled with water to practice holding his breath, when he heard Caiwei knocking on the door: "Master, Dr. Kuang is here."

With a bang, Mu Zhiming jumped out of the water, whipped up a splash, and coughed violently.

Caiwei, who was standing outside, heard the movement and said worriedly, "Master, are you submerged in the water again? Don't choke your throat."

"It's okay, cough, why is Dr. Kuang here, cough, cough." Mu Zhiming spit water and touched his face, crawled out of the tub with quick movements, wiped the water off his body, put on his middle clothes, and then Caiwei walked into the room to replace He was wearing a robe and accessories without falling.

After the grooming was finished, Mu Zhiming hurriedly went to the main hall to see Dr. Kuang.

Doctor Kuang is an imperial physician. He and Mu Zhiming's father have been friends for many years. The two families are very close. Mu Zhiming had a headache since he was a child. Neglecting, trotting to the main hall, seeing Dr. Kuang sitting there carrying a small medicine box with a huanghuali carved bird and bird, he hurriedly greeted him: "Dr. Kuang, why are you here? Didn't you enter the palace today as an errand at the Imperial Physician's Office?"

"Oh." When Doctor Kuang saw him coming, he stood up with a worried face, grabbed Mu Zhiming's wrist and checked the pulse, "Li Zhu, what happened to you recently?"

"I'm fine, what can happen to me." Mu Zhiming replied in confusion.

"The little guard beside you came looking for me." Dr. Kuang pointed at his forehead worriedly, "He said something is wrong with your brain!"

Mu Zhiming: "…"

Dr. Kuang: "I'm going crazy in the tub every day!"

Mu Zhiming: "…"

Half an hour later, Mu Zhiming chased Wen Heyin and jumped up and down the yard, and he was bound to beat him hard: "Wen! He! Yin! Stop for me! You have a brain!"

Wen Heyin tapped her toes and leaped to the pavilion at the four corners of the bamboo forest in the courtyard, holding the treasure top in her hands to stabilize her body and shouting down: "I'm not wrong, you are immersed in the tub all day long and ignoring others! Who is not sick? It will be like this!"

Mu Zhiming didn't take it lightly. Standing in front of the pavilion, he raised his head and shouted angrily, "Get down!"

Wen Heyin shook his head: "I can't hear it, I can't hear it."

Mu Zhiming stroked his sleeves: "Okay, you have the ability to stay on it for the rest of your life! Don't come down!"

The two of them were arguing, the rain was moist like crispy, and the threads were falling. Mu Zhiming raised his hand to cover his head, and Caiwei hurried over with an oil-paper umbrella, "Okay, okay, the commotion is so bad that the gods can't stand it anymore. Now, give the two of you the rain." She held up an umbrella to shield Mu Zhiming from the rain, and shouted to the top of the pavilion, "Ayin, you still haven't come down? You have become a chicken, caught the cold, and I don't care about you. "

Wen Heyin dawdled and jumped down from the pavilion, and saw Mu Zhiming smiling sadly, and then rushed over to grab him.

"Ah! Sister Caiwei, help!" Wen Heyin hid behind Caiwei, grabbed her sleeve and pulled her to block Mu Zhiming.

"Don't say it's Sister Caiwei, even if I come here, I can't save you!" Mu Zhiming pointed and shouted angrily.

The two were one after the other, you chased me and circled around Caiwei, Caiwei was dragged to and fro, and said helplessly: "Young master, you must never say that vulgar word in front of the master, hey. Hey, you two really screwed me, and listen to me, today, Dr. Kuang is in the mansion, and the public is hosting a banquet, young master, don't be late, come with me to change clothes, and wait in the banquet room."

The peaches and apricots are soaked in the rain, and the fragrance is full of spring. Today, the mansion of the Duke of Yan is full of joy.

Days passed, and it was finally the day when Mu Zhiming entered the palace.