The halo of the protagonist of rebirth is mine

The weather gradually turned hot, and Wei Jingxing unfortunately contracted typhoid fever, which made everyone in the mansion panic.

Especially Mu Hexuan, who almost had three meals a day plus supper in a different way and ordered the kitchen to make tonics for him. If Yuan Chengshu hadn't said that going on like this would be counterproductive, he would still want to continue.

He just frowned as he watched the few taels of meat that had been so hard to grow disappear quickly.

Wei Jingxing didn't care, he knew that his body was broken, and no matter how much he raised it, he would never be able to return to the level of a normal person. He is already very satisfied with his current state.

He half leaned on the bed, holding a volume of books in his hand, comfortingly said: "It's just a little illness, it will be fine in a few days."

"That's right, don't be bitter and bitter, so that the boss can take the opportunity to take a rest."

"If you want to rest like this, you can go! I think it's because I worked so hard during this period that I got sick from exhaustion."

Mu Hexuan thought it was true, nodded and said: "I was careless." He took the book from Wei Jingxing's hand, "You are sick, don't read such troublesome things."

Wei Jingxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he had no choice but to let him go.

"What's happening in Shangjing Heping City?"

As soon as this was mentioned, the originally lively atmosphere fell silent instantly.

"Wei Yanjun couldn't take care of himself, so he just gave us time to prepare. On the other side of Pingcheng, Mu Zhun received an edict from King Qin, saying that he would lead his troops to Shangjing in three days."

"Hmph, 'Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone'."

"Then what should we do now?"

"One word, wait. When Mu Zhun goes to Beijing, we will take the opportunity to capture Pingcheng and set his backyard on fire." Mu Hexuan said flatly, as if he was not talking about his father.

"Ke Muzhun will definitely keep his elite in Pingcheng."

"That's not necessarily the case. There are two situations. If he went to Beijing to coerce the emperor to make the princes, then he will definitely take half of the elite and keep the other half. The other is what you said, leaving all the elite in Pingcheng. Then he is really going to serve the king, but he doesn't want to do his best. What kind of situation do you think he will be in?"

"This person, Mu Zhun, has thought of rebelling before, and he will definitely not let go of this opportunity to get it now. But he will never think that the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

"Well, he really didn't expect us to attack him."

Because there was no intersection before, and there was no discord.

It's just that you wouldn't think that I'm an evil ghost that climbed up from the underworld, and I'm here to take revenge on you.

"Then what should we do?"

"If it's over there in Pingcheng, we can defeat others without fighting."

"how is this possible?!"

Mu Hexuan didn't want to say more, Wei Jingxing spoke for him: "We will discuss this matter later, it is very late."

Several people reacted this time, and they forgot the time in the discussion, and even ignored that there was still a sick person here.They all said goodbye and left.

Seeing Wei Jingxing's tired face, Mu Hexuan hurriedly fetched water to wipe his face and hands, and then helped him to lie down.

Wei Jingxing lay on the bed and said, "You come up too."

Mu Hexuan was absent-minded, "You go to bed first, I'll be back later."

Wei Jingxing knew what he was doing at a glance, so he said, "Go to sleep, I'll accompany you. There's still work to do tomorrow."

Mu Hexuan was like this, if he told him plainly, he would feel relieved.So don't need much consolation.

Forget it, what are you thinking about so much.It's time to make a break.

On the second day, Mu Hexuan woke up early. He came to the barracks to check and accept the training results of the 100-strong elite troops, and then assigned them the first mission—an urgent march, arriving in Pingcheng within three days. And successfully lurked in the city.

Mu Hexuan didn't tell them how to do it, but only left things to Mu Bai to do.

Wei Jingxing was still in a deep sleep, and when Mu Hexuan pushed the door open, he saw this scene: the sunlight hit his face flushed from sleep, making it look soft.He tiptoed over, and saw Wei Jingxing frowned as if disturbed, and opened his eyes.

"Huh? Are you back?" He was about to sit up while supporting himself, but he just woke up feeling weak, and he was about to fall when he got up a little.

Mu Hexuan rushed forward a few steps, supported him under his armpit, and helped him up so that he could lean on him.

"I told you that I just woke up and got up slowly, are you dizzy?" He put his hand on his forehead and felt the temperature drop a lot, "I still have a fever, why don't we wait today and leave tomorrow? "

"I have nothing to do here, but Pingcheng still needs to avoid nights and dreams."

"Nothing is as important as you."

"..." Wei Jingxing suddenly didn't know what he was going to say, and just silently squeezed his hand tightly.

On the third day, Pingcheng.

Early in the morning, Mu Zhun ordered troops outside the city gate, ready to go.

There is still some distance between Pingcheng and Shangjing, and it would take at least one day and one night to march in a hurry.But the situation in Shangjing is not optimistic, the rebel army is about to break through the city gate.

The chief supervisor who came to deliver the decree anxiously urged him to leave quickly, but Mu Zhun was not in a hurry, since his purpose was not there anyway.If Emperor Xuanhua was not pushed to a dead end, how would he lead the "magic soldiers" to come, and how would he control the entire court?

And he also kept an eye out, ordering the "third son" Mu Heting to guard Pingcheng, while he took the "eldest son" to Beijing.

What he didn't know was that this would be the worst decision he ever made.

After he left, the palace of Pingcheng was full of cheers. Mu Zhun has always been a sharp sword hanging over Mu Heting and the others. Now that he is finally gone, why not make those people happy?

At the same time, in a dilapidated temple at the west street corner of the city, a dozen people in ragged clothes were gathering together to mutter something, and then they came out together and scattered in the streets and alleys of the city.

……

Night came soon, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the sound of cicadas came from nowhere, making people upset.

However, everyone who should sleep has also slept.

In the grass, dozens of men in black were hiding there. Under the reflection of the moonlight, they could vaguely see the figures of several mornings in the ruined temple.

what are they doing?

"Woo--" A firework exploded in the sky.

The person in the lead made a gesture and took the lead in sneaking into Mu's mansion.

"It's water! It's water!"

A thunder!Waking up the sleeping people, the Pingcheng palace was in a state of chaos.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Mu Heting ran out in a hurry, wearing only a white coat.

The doors of several rooms were opened one after another, and the people who came out looked at me and you, but none of them knew what happened.

"Third young master, it's bad! The granary is on fire!"

"What?! What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and save her!"