Rebirth of a Star General

After Mu Hongjin finished speaking, there was no change in her expression, as if she was talking about someone else's business.

He Yan didn't listen to it. She thought for a while and said, "Maybe... layman Yunlin didn't come because he had something to do that day. I also made an appointment to meet with someone, but it was delayed due to an urgent matter, so I missed the appointment."

"No rush, no misunderstanding," Mu Hongjin smiled, "He told me this himself."

He Yan couldn't say anything else, but felt that what Mu Hongjin said was not the whole truth. Liu Buwangruo really had someone else in his heart. For so many years, since He Yan knew him, he had never seen any other woman. Never heard him mention anyone's name. Speaking of which, Mu Xiaolou was the one with the most different attitude, and Mu Xiaolou was Mu Hongjin's granddaughter.

"Young people always think that they are the unique one." Mu Hongjin smiled, "This hall was also the same when I was young, but I don't know, whether it is unique or not depends on who sees it. In that person's eyes, this hall is just Among thousands of people, the one that doesn't catch his eye."

"The person His Highness said is the tutor?" Xiao Jue asked.

"As Xiaolou said, this hall can't think of anyone else." Mu Hongjin said: "It's just that this hall didn't expect that he would come to Jiyang..."

He Yan thought to himself, that Princess Mengji guessed wrong. According to what the proprietress of the tea shop said, Liu Buwang not only came to Jiyang this year, but also stayed there again and again in previous years... However, Liu Buwang came to Jiyang for Mu Hongjin, right?

What is this, it's better not to see each other?

Mu Xiaolou pouted: "That person really has no vision. My grandmother is the most beautiful, powerful and best person in the world. He is willing to give up each other? Can't be a blind person?

"You," Mu Hongjin nodded at Mu Xiaolou's head and scolded with a smile, "You are young, do you know what is mutual negation?"

"He won the favor of his grandmother. Not only is he not grateful, but he doesn't take it seriously. What is it? He deserves to fail to marry his grandmother. I don't want my grandfather to be such a person." Mu Xiaolou said angrily. . She spoke innocently, probably because when she was born, Mu Hongjin's husband had passed away, and she had neither seen it nor had any more feelings.

"Okay," Mu Hongjin smiled and hugged Mu Xiaolou: "Then the husband we will find in Xiaolou in the future must cherish Xiaolou and never lose each other."

"Of course!"

The happy appearance of the grandparents and grandchildren was not pleasant in He Yan's eyes. There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, and there are countless people who are destined to be like the gravel of the Ganges River, but if they are misunderstood and unable to tell, it may be the most regrettable one.

The precious delicacies couldn't make her happy either. After the meal was over, Xiao Jue and He Yan got up and said goodbye to Mu Hongjin.

Mu Hongjin nodded.

When he turned to leave, He Yan finally couldn't help it, looked at Mu Hongjin, and asked, "Since Your Highness knows that the old man lives in the Cui Mansion now, and he didn't talk about meeting, why didn't he ask him about his current situation and his experiences over the years? Woolen cloth?"

From the beginning to the present, since knowing that Liu Buwang was the one who rescued Mu Xiaolou, Mu Hongjin took the past with an understatement and never mentioned this person again, as if Liu Buwang had nothing to do with her.

Mu Hongjin was slightly startled, then looked at He Yan and said lightly, "That's all in the past."

"As for now, he is not related to this hall."

...

After the meal, He Yan and Xiao Jue bid farewell to Mu Hongjin.

After leaving the palace, He Yan couldn't help but look back at the vermilion gate of the palace, and said hesitantly, "Your Highness, do you really think that my master is a stranger now?"

Xiao Jue: "Love is as deep as hatred, and those who truly let go will not deliberately forget something."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means," he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Miss He really doesn't know how to watch words and expressions when it comes to love affairs."

Does this even hit people? He Yan thought to himself, besides, how can you blame her? In her previous life, she had no occasion to carefully ponder other people's thoughts, except for enemy generals. Besides, women's minds are inherently delicate. If a woman really wants to hide her mind, it is determined that no one will see it.

"The governor seems to know it well," she retorted.

"Better than you."

He walked forward leisurely, and He Yan quickly followed.

...

In the empty hall, the woman in the red robe and the golden crown slowly walked up the steps and sat down on the high seat.

After Mu Xiaolou had eaten, he was taken back to the bedroom by his maid to rest. Yesterday, she was also frightened a lot. The child was tired and sleepy. Mu Hongjin taught someone to give her some soothing soup to take. Fortunately, Mu Xiaolou was only frightened and not injured.

Jiyang has internal and external troubles, and the Utuo people are among them. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the city are in her hands. The current situation is really not gratifying. This was originally a mess, but in Mu Hongjin's heart, he actually thought of another name.

Liu does not forget.

She really did not expect that after so many years, she could still hear the name Liu Bufu from the mouths of others. He never thought that Liu Buwang would dare to enter Jiyang City again.

If Mu Hongjin was young, he would definitely stand in front of him, look down at him condescendingly, and let him get out of his own territory. But now, she has no such impulse, not even the idea of ​​seeing each other.

On the small table next to the high seat, there is a carved bronze mirror. It was found by Cui Yuezhi from the merchant for her. The mirror surface is extremely thin and the carvings are beautiful. The wooden handle at the bottom is also inlaid with an emerald green opal. She has always liked complicated and gorgeous things, so she kept them by her side every day. Mu Xiaolou always said that the bronze mirror looked old-fashioned, but Mu Hongjin disagreed. She took the bronze mirror in her hand and looked at the person in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror has an extremely beautiful appearance. I don't know when, even the makeup must be equally majestic and delicate. There was a touch of red at the end of the eye, which gave this beauty a cold brilliance. His lips were also red, slightly pursed, appearing restrained and indifferent.

She reached out and stroked her hair on the temples, and the maids envied her for having long black hair. Even at this age, she did not see old age, but she didn't know that every morning, she would make her personal maid in the sunlight, carefully comb to find the whites in the hair and pull them out one by one.

As long as she is still sitting in the position of Princess Mengji, she will always be young, beautiful, noble and powerful, stepping on all the restless and restless people under her feet, and accepting everyone's respectful and sincere gaze.

but……

It's old after all.

Mu Hongjin looked at herself in the mirror. Once upon a time, her face was clean and she never painted makeup. There is no such domineering and fierce look in her eyes. The girl always has the corners of her eyes, and when she smiles, she shows her white teeth, which is flamboyant, cheerful, and carefree.

Her thoughts flew to many years ago, and she couldn't remember exactly which year it was. At that time, Mu Hongjin was not the "Her Royal Highness" with the red robe and golden crown. She was the only daughter of King Meng Ji, the pearl in the palm of her hand, a seventeen-year-old girl.

The seventeen-year-old girl, full of imagination about love and the future, suddenly found out that her marriage had been decided and she was going to be arranged to marry the son of an important court official. The first reaction was fierce resistance.

Old King Mengji, her father looked at her with some guilt, but his tone was unquestionably firm: "You must marry him in order to secure your position as a princess."

"I don't want to be a princess at all," Mu Hongjin sneered, "I don't want to trade my marriage for this position, I'd rather be an ordinary person!"

Her resistance was not taken to heart, perhaps it was just a child's willful slapstick, or perhaps, King Meng Ji knew very well that even if she resisted, it would be fruitless. The status of the vassal king is inherently unstable, and if one is not careful, no one can escape.

Mu Hongjin slipped out of the palace in the middle of the night.

She has a quirky temperament, and has long longed for the life of ordinary people. With a horse whip, he changed his face and left Jiyang City that night.

Mu Hongjin back then was older and smarter than today's Mu Xiaolou. All the way to the bottom of Qiyun Mountain.

Qiyun Mountain has a steep mountain road, and others say that it is a barren mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a dense peach forest. It is spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the romance is infinite. Mu Hongjin was not far from Taolin when he met the rogue.

Most of the single girls, if they don't disguise and change, are particularly prone to encounter thieves with evil intentions, and if the girl is still a beautiful girl, it is even more difficult to escape. How many stories of heroes saving beauty in the playbooks are derived from this.

Mu Hongjin ran all the way, and when she ran under a peach blossom tree, she accidentally sprained her foot, and there was nowhere to escape.

The gangsters grinned and stepped forward, like catching a turtle in a urn. If it was in the play, at this time, the hero who saved the beauty should have appeared.

The hero who saved the beauty did appear.

"stop."

At the critical moment, someone's voice came, it was a clear male voice, Mu Hongjin looked back, a young man in white was walking slowly, his long hair was tied up in a bun with white silk, and he was carrying a violin on his back. , Qingzi came out of the dust, as if ignoring the secular world, the Taoist priest stood in front of her.

The gangsters were stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, thinking that the young man looked weak, but he was strong, and told him to get out. Mu Hongjin was also a little desperate. He looked more like a violinist than a hero.

The boy just stood calmly and didn't move.

The gangsters were so embarrassed that they wanted to make the young man suffer a bit. It was not until the young man drew out the long sword around his waist that Mu Hongjin saw clearly that he even had a sword.

The boy in white is really a hero, and a kind-hearted hero. His swordsmanship is extremely high, but he did not take the lives of those people.

Under the peach tree, only the two of them remained. In the crimson, Mu Hongjin looked at each other, the young man's eyes were calm and indifferent, and his robes were spotless, but she knew that he was not a piano master, he was a knight. Jumping out of those thrilling playbooks, she appeared in front of her like a magic weapon, saving her young knight.

Fang Cai's panic faded away, and her smiling eyebrows curved, "Thank you for saving me, my name is Mu Hongjin, what's your name?"

Seemingly stunned by her sudden joy, the young knight paused, and said, "Liu Bufu."

The Jiyang girl was cheerful and fiery, enthusiastic and forthright, Mu Hongjin looked at him with a distressed expression, but a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes.

"Liu Shaoxia, I have a sprained foot, and I can't walk anymore. Save people and send Buddha to the west. Carry me!"

The person in the bronze mirror raised the corners of her lips slightly, her eyes gradually became distant, and she smiled unconsciously when she recalled the peach blossoms of that year.

The bronze mirror in his hand was not firmly grasped, and accidentally fell to the ground.

The sound alarmed the woman on the high seat, she bent down to pick up the bronze mirror, and was slightly startled. The smooth mirror surface of the bronze mirror showed a crack due to the fall just now. It's very slight, and if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to spot it.

The smile on her lips faded. After a while, put the mirror aside.

In the end is... it is difficult to be reunited after breaking the mirror.

...

When he returned to Cui's house, it was already evening, and Cui Yuezhi had not come back. He Yan was afraid that Liu Buwang would leave without saying goodbye. The first thing to do was to find Liu Buwang. When he found it, he found that Liu Buwang was playing chess with Lin Shuanghe. Both of them like to wear white clothes, Lin Shuanghe looks like the son of Zhuo Shijia, and Liu Buwang looks like a swordsman and chivalrous warrior.

Seeing He Yan's return, Lin Shuanghe said, "Young master, madam, you are back! Mr. Liu is also very good at chess. I, Liu Bu Wang, have such a high level of chess skills that he can't even make ten moves under him. This is the first time. It's been a few games, why don't you, young master, play chess with Mr. Liu to get a game back for me?"

He Yan rolled her eyes silently in her heart. It wasn't that she was bragging about her master, but Liu Buwang was someone who was not good at it. Both civil and military are talented, and Lin Shuanghe's three-legged cat kung fu is not bad for cheating girls in Qinlou Chu Pavilion. Compared with Liu Buwang, it is an insult to Liu Buwang.

She walked to Liu Buwang's side and said to Lin Shuanghe, "Since I have lost so many times, Brother Lin should go back and practice and talk about the next time. I still have something to ask Master, so let's talk about it later!" Pulling Liu Bu forget to get up and walked into the house.

Lin Shuanghe looked at He Yan's back, approached Xiao Jue, and said curiously, "Hurry up, what's wrong with my sister He?"

Xiao Jue: "I went to listen to the story."

"What story did you hear?" Lin Shuanghe was inexplicable. "Have you met the princess in the palace? How's it going, didn't you embarrass you?"

Xiao Jue chuckled and did not answer. It's not difficult to be embarrassed, it's just... His eyes fell on the door closed by He Yan, but this trip, for Mu Hongjin, Liu Bufu, and even for He Yan, it was probably an accident of an accident .

Cuijiao was about to go in with her tea in hand, but was stopped by Xiao Jue, his eyes fell on the teapot on the tea tray, and said, "Come with a bowl of brown sugar water, it needs to be hot."

Cuijiao nodded yes, Xiao Jue turned around and saw Lin Shuanghe staring at him with a strange look, frowning: "What are you looking at?"

"Xiao Huaijin," Lin Shuanghe looked at him seriously, shook his fan, and said three words: "You are finished."

"You are sick." He replied indifferently.

...

In the room, He Yan pressed Liu Buwang to sit down at the table, and sat down with him.

She had a lot of things to ask, such as what Liu Buwang said about tracing the Utuo people, and what Jiyang is doing now, but she said, "Master, I just came back from the palace and met Her Royal Highness."

Liu did not forget to look at her.

"Princess Mengji seems to be old acquaintances with Master." He Yan hesitated before saying.

Liu Bu Wang said, "Not bad."

Admit it so soon? She was stunned for a moment, being so magnanimous, did it mean that it was nothing? For the first time, He Yan discovered that he was so tongue-in-cheek that he even had to understand the private affairs of others. But if it was about Liu Buwang, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of past her master, who was like a goddess, seemed ruthless and ruthless.

Perhaps it was this past that made him look more like an ordinary person.

"Prince Mengji said that she once admired Master, but she has something else in her heart." He Yan simply said in one breath, "Princess Mengji wanted to escape from marriage and made an appointment with Master, but Master didn't come, so she Or go back to Jiyang and become a relative."

When Liu Bu Wang heard this, he still had no expression, and could not tell what he was thinking.

He Yan said, "Master, is this true?"

She always felt that, with Liu Buwang's chivalrous courage and courage, he would bury the corpses when he passed the pile of dead people. If Mu Hongjin sincerely begged, he would definitely take her away. If he didn't plan to take her away from the beginning, he wouldn't make an agreement with Mu Hongjin at all.

Why bother.

"It's true." Liu Bu Wang replied lightly.

He Yan was surprised: "Why?"

"This is the best choice for her." Liu Bu Wang said: "As the princess of Mengji, you should take the responsibility, and Jiyang is her responsibility."

"But..." He Yan was still unwilling, "Is it because of this that Master didn't take her away, or because of other reasons. Is there really something else in Master's heart?"

For so many years, she had never seen Liu Buwang mention any woman or who she had loved. To put it in a bad way, if the "lover" is no longer alive, at least every year in Qingming Zhongyuan will worship, but there is no, there is nothing.

Liu Bu Wang didn't answer her, but just smiled and looked at He Yan: "She... how is it?"

How are you? He Yan couldn't answer this question. The current situation in Jiyang City is really not good. But from a certain point of view, Mu Hongjin is married and has a son, and with his granddaughter Cheng Huan at his knees, at least he is not as lonely as Liu Buwang.

She had no choice but to say, "Xiaolou is her granddaughter."

Liu Buwan smiled and said nothing.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent and stagnant.

Outside, Cuijiao was knocking on the door and said, "Madam, the sweet brown sugar ball soup is here."

"Why do you still like to eat sweets?" Liu Bu Wang returned to his senses and laughed, "Go out and drink sweet soup, I want to be alone for a while."

He Yan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Master, I'll go out first."

She exited the room, the door closed behind her.

The night in Jiyang is also warm, not as cold as the north. The wind blew in from the window, causing the tree shadows to shake slightly. Like the fog on Qiyun Mountain.

Liu Buwang had no father or mother, and was the youngest disciple of Daoist Yunji on Qiyun Mountain. Daoist Yunji was born out of nowhere, and he took in a group of orphans as apprentices. Liu Bu Wang ranked seventh and was called Xiao Qi.

Teenagers practice martial arts on the mountain, and when they reach the age of eighteen, they have to go down the mountain to practice. When Liu Buwang came down the mountain, all the senior brothers came to see him. He was proud and simple in nature and pure in nature. Everyone was afraid that he would be deceived at the foot of the mountain.

Every young man feels that his future is bright and infinite, that he can hoe and help his forehead in the world, and he is in charge of injustice.

Liu did not forget the same.

Who would have known that just after going down the mountain, in the peach blossom forest at the foot of the mountain, I saw a gangster bullying a weak woman. Liu Bu Wang stepped forward, drove away the bad guys, and was about to leave, but was stuck by the woman like a dog's skin plaster, and couldn't get rid of it.

He still remembered the first time he saw Mu Hongjin, the girl was so beautiful and charming, one more look would make one blush, with two braids hanging on his chest, blinking at him, his voice was innocent: "Liu Shaoxia , I have a sprained foot, and I can't walk anymore, save people to the end and send the Buddha to the west, carry me!"

He was shocked by this righteous remark, and took a step back: "No."

"Why not?" Mu Hongjin said, "Aren't you a young hero? A young hero has to do this."

Are you guys going to do this? When he was young, Liu Buwang didn't understand that he had always lived in the mountains and had never dealt with the world, so he didn't know whether what she said was true or not. But looking at her steadfast appearance, Liu Bu forgets to think, maybe... the people at the foot of the mountain are like this, is he making too much of a fuss?

He thought about it, and saw Mu Hongjin screaming "Ouch" with a bitter face: "It hurts, it hurts when I move."

Being so squeamish, he was unhappy in his heart. Daoist Yunji's daughter and his junior sister were not so squeamish, so he had no choice but to bow down: "Come up."

Mu Hongjin happily climbed up.

The girl's hand was clinging to her neck, hugging her tightly, her warm body pressed against her, and she could smell the fragrance in her hair. Liu Bu forget was extremely uncomfortable, and it was too late to refuse. So he had to accept his fate and said, "Girl, where do you live? I'll take you back."

"I don't have a home." The girl's voice was pitiful. "I was kidnapped. My home is far, far away. I'll follow you in the future. I'll go wherever you go."

Liu Buwang was so shocked that he almost fell off her back: "Where do you want me to go? Why do you follow me?"

"Since you saved me, of course you have to take responsibility for me to the end." Mu Hongjin said confidently, "Otherwise you will send me back to my home, my home is in Shuojing, it is far, far away from here, you can send me there ?"

Liu Bu forget: "..."

He really didn't expect that he would save such a big trouble when he saved people. This is true for the people at the foot of the mountain, as well as for the women at the foot of the mountain. No wonder the big brother told him before he left, "The woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger." The tiger even scare away a cannonball. How could this woman be thrown away? Can't get rid of it?

Seemingly seeing his thoughts, the girl pressed his ear and said, "Don't be afraid, I don't eat much, and it won't cost you much money. It won't be a problem if you take me."

"Please, young man."

Seeing that everyone is commenting and discussing Yan Yan's not very smart Yazi, let's whisper a few words, Yan Yan is not as talented as Ali, and his previous life experience and age are not comparable to Ruanmei and Jiaojiao, Yan Yan's people Suppose they are ordinary people just like us. Eight! Yan Yan's business ability is perfect! The golden finger is on the career line, so please be more tolerant of her, after all, no one is perfect, as long as you are dedicated to your job, do things reliably, and don't hold back the organization or be an excellent class cadre, that's all!

Let's watch it as an ancient workplace Mary Su Shuangwen! Don't be too serious~