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

Chapter 77: I believe that Li Zhu will live up to his expectations

The carriage returned to Duke Yan's mansion, and Mu Zhiming stepped out of the carriage in despair. The servant in the mansion even called for several times, but he did not respond. "Master!" The little servant was anxious, and his voice became a little louder. Only then did Mu Zhiming hear: What's the matter? "Master, there is a carriage parked outside the mansion. It's here to pick you up." The servant leaned over and asked only the way to pick me up? "Mu Zhiming is confused," Where did the carriage come from?"

The servant replied, "The mansion of Prince Su.

Mu Zhiming:

He frowned slightly, and said nothing for a long time.

The servant reminded: "Master, the carriage has been waiting in front of the mansion for a long time, are you going? If you don't go, I will tell the groom?"

".... Mu Zhiming's eyes are sure, and his heart is fixed:" I'm going, where is the carriage?

The servant said, "Young master, come with me."

The servant sent Mu Zhiming to the carriage sent by King Su in front of the mansion. After watching the carriage leave, he turned and walked back to the mansion to do the unfinished work today. Suddenly, a young man in white strode over. Little servant, went straight to Mu's house. k1a07is "Hey, wait, who are you? This is the mansion of the State of Yan. There is no notification, and you cannot enter at will." The boy hurriedly trotted forward to stop the people, and the mansion guards on both sides heard the noise and left. come over.

The young man in white seemed to be in a hurry, with sweat on his temples and panting slightly, and for some reason he was holding a vermilion phoenix nirvana agate jade pendant tightly in his hand, he looked at the servant, and said anxiously: "I am looking for Mu Zhiming."

"You look for our young master." The servant replied, "He is not in the mansion, you can come back another day."

"Not here?" The young man in white looked stunned, "Where did he go?

The little servant replied, "Prince Su Wangye's mansion.

Young man in white:

Love is ruined by silence, tea is spilled, porcelain is broken, and the east wind has fallen.

He knew he had said the wrong thing, and mustered up all the courage in his life to explain and retain it, but it was still a step too late.

What's the use of regretting it now?

"I see.... The voice of the young man in white shivered uncontrollably. He didn't say any more, and turned to leave. His footsteps were as hurried as when he came." Hey, son, son, no, who are you? "The little servant rubbed his head with a confused look, and finally shrugged his shoulders and put the matter behind him.

Prince Su's Mansion, above the stone steps, with majestic soldiers and a plaque with gold characters on a black background, compared to the splendid mansion of the sage king, this place has a bit of Yungang's hidden pearl meaning.

In the past life, Mu Zhiming often came here, but in this life, this is his first time.

When he arrived in front of the mansion, both familiarity and unfamiliarity flooded Mu Zhiming's heart, but it was fleeting and failed to stir up ripples in his heart. "Young Master Mu, you are here." The servants of the mansion came to greet him, bowed his shoulders and greeted Mu Zhiming to the mansion.

Mu Zhiming followed him into the mansion, walked through the winding corridor, and walked to the pavilion and the waterside pavilion.

The leader, Mu Zhiming, knew it, strode into the attic, and walked to the second floor. At a glance, he saw Fu Yi, dressed in a black and gold-patterned brocade robe, sitting beside the railing of the pavilion, with a low table of pear blossom and yellow wood in front of him. , There was a small red clay stove and fine tea leaves on the low table. Hearing footsteps, Fu Yi turned his head to look over, and said with a smile, "Li Zhu, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come and sit across from me."

As he spoke, he gently lifted the purple clay teapot on the tandoor, ready to brew a cool cup of tea.

Mu Zhiming didn't move, and said calmly, "If King Su wants to persuade me not to marry the daughter of the commander of the forbidden army, then I don't need to say anything."

Fu Yi shook his hand, and the water in the Rong Kettle spilled a little.

Mu Zhiming looked at him and remembered his previous life, this place and this tea, but Fu Yi was no longer the King Su he admired.

In the previous life, it was also a weak crown, and it was also the parents who urged marriage.

At that time, Mu Zhiming had never been emotional, so he obeyed the words of his parents' order of the matchmaker and exchanged Geng Tie with the daughter of the commander of the forbidden army.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Fu Yi called him to Su Wang's mansion and tried his best to dissuade him from getting married.

Mu Zhiming was puzzled and asked why, but who knew that Fu Yi looked at him with sad eyes and said softly: "Li Zhu, so you don't know what I mean?"

Mu Zhiming, who values ​​love and righteousness, is reluctant to settle his life easily when he has a dispute with Fu Yi, so he begs his parents to refuse to marry the daughter of the commander of the imperial army for him after returning to the house.

But his sincere intention was finally exchanged for a memorial written by Fu Yi's handwriting that Mu Boren and the sage king Fu Ji'an secretly rebelled, intending to assassinate the prince and usurp the throne.

Lamentable and pathetic. .

Hearing Mu Zhiming's words, Fu Yi put the purple sand teapot back on the red clay stove and turned to look at Mu Zhiming.

Mu Zhiming looked at him neither humble nor arrogant: "If King Su has nothing else to do, I will leave first."

After that, Mu Zhiming turned around and wanted to leave, and at this moment, he heard Fu Yi calling him.

"Li Zhu, in my previous life, I went to pick you up at Ningguta, a land of bitter cold, but I... didn't pick you up.

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