The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Yes--Mu Qiu obeys the order. Don't worry, the general, he will never dare to be careless like this again in the next day."

Mu Qiu laughed lightly at his wording, coughed twice before recovering, and answered solemnly.Song Zichen lost his temper because of his lack of seriousness, sighed helplessly, and raised his hand to straighten his clothes: "It's alright, alright, I won't bother you anymore, you should take a good rest. Then I changed the medicine for you, you usually take that one first, and then we'll ask the old man with the white beard to ask for it."

"As for 1 taels of silver, His Highness is really rich."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said helplessly: "If you can make such a medicine, you must be a hermit. Your Highness is not afraid of making people angry, and it will be difficult to explain later?"

"What's wrong with me? Anyway, he forced the medicine on me, and he insisted on the money. If I have to pay back the money, a whole royal palace is left in the capital. He can tear down whatever he wants and take it away." What to tear down, I have no objection if you want to confiscate the house."

Song Zichen pretended to be playing a rascal, spread his hands indifferently, and answered with peace of mind.Mu Qiu couldn't stop smiling when he attracted him, and when he was about to speak, he coughed again, making Song Zichen pat his back lightly for him, begging for mercy helplessly: "Okay, okay——Mu Qiu, I If you know you are wrong, don't use this trick to scare me... I know you are the one who takes care of the mansion, don't worry, I will definitely not let him tear down the mansion..."

"It doesn't matter if you take it apart, as long as your Highness goes to sleep on the street."

Mu Qiu finally managed to catch his breath, but there was still a smile in his eyes, and he answered solemnly.Song Zichen was dumb for a moment, rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly, shook his head resignedly and said, "Okay, then I will sleep on the street, go out and carry your luggage and save money for you to buy meat buns..."

The two talked and laughed casually for a while, and Mu Qiu gradually felt mentally weak, and some cold sweat faintly oozes from the forehead.Song Zichen knew that he was still weak when he first woke up, so he hugged the person and persuaded him slowly, finally told him to lie down and rest at ease, and guarded by the couch for a while.Seeing that Mu Qiu's breathing was gradually becoming even, he finally let go of his heart a little, leaned over and kissed the man's pale and wet forehead lightly, got up and walked out of the tent quickly.

Peng Feigui stayed outside the tent all the time, and when he saw him coming out, he stepped forward, cupped his fists and leaned over, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "General, the last general apologizes, please punish him."

"I don't blame you, this is a disaster caused by the two of us." Song Zichen waved his hands and replied quietly, then quickly walked over to the tent of the Chinese army, "How is the situation in the valley? Has the poisonous smoke dissipated?"

"The road in the valley is twists and turns, and there is no wind today, and it hasn't dispersed yet."

Peng Fei responded, and the two of them fell silent again by coincidence.It wasn't until he entered the tent that Peng Feigui suddenly took a step forward, frowned and said in a low voice: "The general is a dignified prince, you are a prince, how could he cause such a murderous disaster - please tell the general clearly. If things go on like this, I'm afraid there will be more troubles in the army."

"I don't know whether you are reliable or not—but Mu Qiu told me that I can trust you, so I will tell you the truth, and hope that you can also be worthy of his trust."

Song Zichen turned around to look at him, and replied quietly.He can always clearly recall that desperate siege in his previous life, and he can even recall everyone's reaction exactly—the bottomless gloomyness in Song Zixuan's eyes, Xue Zhao's villain's success, Tang Wenkai's The guilty dodge, as well as the shame and struggle that the person in front of him was holding back.

In fact, he could understand Peng Feigui's choice - after all, Song Zixuan was already the king of a country at that time, and the emperor's order could not be violated, no matter whether that person was willing or not, he had to participate in that tragic siege.What's more, after Peng Fei's return, there is still his family and the sergeants he led, while he is just a prince who has lost his power and betrayed his relatives. Like Mu Qiu, he followed him to the corner and resisted. The only end is to drag everyone to be buried with him.

But no matter what, betrayal is betrayal.This man is a brother who has shed blood and killed the enemy with him on the battlefield, and can trust each other with his life, no matter whether he made a move in the end, or helped kick his own crumbling foundation , he still clearly remembered that at that time, Peng Feigui was standing in a position of hostility to him.The blade in his hand was aimed at himself.

"You are not of low birth, so you should know more or less about the affairs of the court, so I won't talk so much nonsense with you—these dead men were sent by Song Zixuan to kill me and Mu Qiu."

This was the first time he had spoken clearly about this matter to outsiders, and the chill in his words made him tremble involuntarily.He looked at Peng Feigui's eyes with a flash of astonishment and shock, but quickly turned to thinking, and he returned to a calm after a while. This kind of reaction made him feel quite interesting, so he raised his eyebrows with great interest, and sat down leisurely. After the Shuai case: "How about it, what do you think?"

"Not surprisingly."

Peng Fei answered the three words with careless words like gold, then stood aside with his hands down, his eyes seemed to be a little pensive again.Song Zichen couldn't help feeling a little curious, knocked on the table and said slowly: "Sit down, I'm curious—why don't you think it's surprising, could it be that the two of us have already turned against each other so clearly in front of people?"

"To tell you the truth, general—I was outside the account just now. I have thought about all the princes in the court, but I have never thought about the third prince."

Peng Fei replied, leaned over and thanked the seat, and sat on the side of the chair: "Everyone knows that the general and the third prince and mother are compatriots, and they have always been close. If it is said that the person in Beijing who is least likely to harm the general, except Apart from the Mu guards by your side, there is probably only the third prince left."

"You know a lot." Song Zichen tapped on the table, nodded to signal him to continue, "Then why——you would say it's not surprising, maybe your Peng family has other views on this matter No?"

"No."

Peng Feigui shook his head, replied stiffly, and then said after a moment of pause: "But people's hearts are always unpredictable. The closer people are, the harder it is to guard against each other's schemes. Even brothers can fight for a piece of gold." , not to mention that the general and the third prince are fighting for the throne, and it is not too unusual for them to turn against each other for the throne."

"You see clearly."

Song Zichen sneered, lowered his eyes and played with the command arrow on the table, but felt that it was boring, and threw it back into the wooden arrow cage: "It's just——you said one thing wrong, at least until now, I'm right I don’t even have the slightest interest in this throne. Believe it or not, I just want to finish this battle well, find a way to heal Mu Qiu’s body, and then go back to the mountains and forests or wander around the world, it’s up to them If you love to fight, let them fight for it, that seat has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to worry about it."

This is what he said in his heart, so he said it very calmly, without any pretense.Peng Feigui seemed never expecting him to say such a thing, he raised his head to look at him in a little surprise, and said slowly after a long while: "But—you can't escape, this is your fate .”

"what?"

Song Zichen sat up straight involuntarily, ignoring Peng Feigui's sudden presumptuous address, frowned and looked at him, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart: "What do you mean by that—since I want to escape , how can you not escape?"

"You are the prince, and you are the son of the eldest son. Apart from the third prince, the person who is most qualified to take that seat should have been you."

Peng Feigui met his gaze without evasiveness, raised his head and spoke slowly, his expression so indifferent that it was almost cold: "Even if you don't have this idea yourself, others will let you have it, and then you won't be able to refuse it at all." It’s like——during the palace change that year, the current emperor was supported by the former empress’s mother’s family to ascend to the throne, and wiped out all the other prince’s party members. This is the reincarnation that your emperor’s family cannot escape. What's more, you are a prince leading troops to fight, whether you like it or not, you are destined to stay out of it."

Song Zichen's chest suddenly felt unstoppable, as if a certain bloody truth that he had tried his best to avoid had been revealed mercilessly - he didn't know what he wanted to escape, but since he was reborn , he is always vacillating between revenge and revenge and keeping the status quo.Mu Qiu's body can no longer withstand any big storms. Once he really breaks free from Song Zixuan's control and formally participates in the seizure of the heir, he is bound to usher in countless open and dark arrows. He has seen how his good brother dealt with others. Well, Song Zixuan's methods at that time must have been much more vicious than now.So he even once thought about giving up revenge, giving up those ambitions ignited by rebirth and foresight. As long as he can get rid of the poison on Mu Qiu, he would rather take that person far away from the palace where swords, lights and swords are fighting openly and secretly. It doesn't matter if you find a mountain and forest to live in seclusion, or hide in the folk under a pseudonym, just spend the rest of your life in a normal way.

But - he also had to admit that he was far more aware than Peng Feigui that he was destined to be unable to escape from all of this.

That's why he took the initiative to ask his father for orders to lead the army, calculated how to win more beautifully than his previous life, and followed Mu Qiu's proposal to give the prince in the mansion to his father to raise him.Everything he did was preparing for the battle for the heir apparent that would start at some point, and that's why Song Zixuan's bottom line was touched, so that at this moment, that person had already hurt him. killer.

"You're right... I really can't avoid it."

Meeting Peng Feigui's gaze, Song Zichen gave a very light wry smile, and finally nodded slightly.It's just that in those dark and deep eyes, the originally helpless and bitter smile disappeared in a blink of an eye, and quickly turned into a sharp and cold light that could almost pierce people's hearts: "It's just——I can't figure it out at the moment. What kind of identity is it, why does a descendant of an ordinary general's family know so much about the royal family, and even speak clearly and logically?"