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

When the doorman saw Mu Zhiming returning to the mansion, he was shocked: "Master, why did you come back alone?"

Mu Zhiming asked, "Where are your father and mother?"

The servant replied, "The Duke of Yan and his wife returned to Minzhou to worship their ancestors ten days ago."

This is the first good news that Mu Zhiming has heard these days. He breathed a sigh of relief and stopped talking. He threw the horse and luggage to the servant and walked straight to the study-he was going to write the memorial immediately and submit it to the book. Son of Heaven, Ming Ming succeeded in his mission and the mission was assassinated on the way.

However, Mu Zhiming picked up the pen and ink after he got to the study. There was a hurried knock on the door and Cai Wei's panicked shout: "Master, Master, are you inside? The sword-wielding guard in the martial robe!"

The purple-black martial robe is a person from the Biqi Division.

Mu Zhiming put down the brush in his hand, thinking that the disaster in this life was more than a year earlier than in the previous life.

However, he was not surprised. He began to take power and engage in politics five years ago in this life, and the prince Fu Qi is a ruthless person who can't hold a grain of sand in his eyes. Climb up.

Now that he has succeeded in his mission again, Prince Fu Qi is afraid that he will be mad when he finds out about this. How could he not want to get rid of him as soon as possible?

Mu Zhiming stepped forward to open the study door, and saw Caiwei outside the door was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, her voice was crying, and she wanted to cry: "Master, why did you encounter such a thing when you returned to the house? Now? The master and the wife are not in the mansion, what should I do, young master?"

Mu Zhiming smiled soothingly at her, and said slowly: "Sister Caiwei, don't worry, don't worry, listen to me, you, just stay in your own room and don't go anywhere, I hear you. Is it? If those guards want to search, you can let them search, don't stop and don't conflict, okay?"

Caiwei: "But young master..."

Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes and said gently, "Okay?"

Seeing him so calm, Caiwei felt inexplicably relieved, she nodded: "Okay."

Mu Zhiming: "Go, go to the wing to rest, it will be fine."

Mu Zhiming watched Caiwei leave, and then walked towards the front door with a fast pace.

The eternal ice wheel was suspended in the air, sweeping away the long night's fine shadows. Only Mu Zhiming, who accompanied Qingying, stood in front of the Yan Guogong's mansion, calmly watching the people in front of the mansion, and then he was neither humble nor arrogant. Looking at the head of the head of the Biqiu Division, he asked fearlessly, "I don't know why Mr. Huo visited late at night, why?"

Huoxing put his hands behind his back and said in a loud voice, "Mu Zhiming, do you know the guilt?"

Mu Zhiming smiled: "I don't know, please ask Mr. Huo to make it clear."

Huo Xin: "You still dare to take the class, it doesn't matter. When you are in the prison of Oxu, I will have time to wait for you to speak."

Saying that, Huo Xin waved his hand, and the two guards from the Oxu Division stepped forward and twisted Mu Zhiming's arms and knelt him to the ground, while the other Ou Division guards trotted into the Yan Guogong's mansion.

Huoxing's fierce appearance revealed: "Bring the sinner Mu Zhiming back to the Oxu Division for interrogation, imprison the rest in the mansion, and guard them everywhere, so that not even a fly can fly out of this Mu mansion!"

One night, the situation changed suddenly, the imperial concubine was put into the cold palace, the prince of Yan Guogong was imprisoned, and the Mu family had a tendency to collapse the high-rise building.

Everything happened so suddenly, so others don't know about it for the time being, just say it was an ordinary night.

For Pei Hantang, it should have been the same.

He was patrolling the streets under curfew today. After returning to the house and entering the house, he felt exhausted. He rubbed his shoulders and put on his outer robe, only wearing a middle jacket.

Pei Hantang counted: "Eighty-one days, one kiss a day, um, eighty-one."

He muttered strange words, didn't know what to think, grinned, and felt that he was so stupid, patted his cheek and pressed the corner of his mouth, blowing out the candle and ready to rest.

However, Pei Hantang just lay down and heard the sound of tapping and scratching from the wooden window.

"Where's the little wild cat who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, disturbing my peace." Pei Hantang got up and walked to the window, ready to drive the wild cat away.

But he just opened the window, when a black shadow suddenly jumped into the outside, the shadow hit Pei Hantang, and rolled on the ground with him twice, and finally the shadow pressed Pei Hantang firmly under him.

The sudden incident scared Pei Hantang into a cold sweat. He quickly got up and stretched out his hand to restrain the shadow, but he heard the shadow say, "It's me..."

Pei Hantang's movements stagnated for a while, and he didn't dare to move for a second. He hesitated for a moment, and then shouted softly.

"small thing?"