84: Chapter 84 Living Better Than You: The General Male Supporting Character 2

The view before them was vast and magnificent.

The autumn wind howled, and the mountains were ablaze with red maple leaves like fire.

The outlines of the mountains were traced against the sunset.

"It's here, it's here!!! Meng Zhu makes a dazzling entrance!!!"

"Hey brothers, long time no see!"

"High productivity, like, whoa, how is there a new movie so soon?"

"Looking at the trailer, it seems a bit angsty. I heard it was invited by the Film Bureau."

"Not afraid, Mr. Zhu is the best in the world, the god forever!"

"Oh my god, how many people are here!"

"Don't know, millions for sure, maybe tens of millions."

"Luckily we are like specks of dust, there are just too many people."

"That's normal. Don't know if Mr. Zhu has millions of fans, but many people want to see this movie."

"Just saw the prologue. The rebirth was begged for by the male lead under the Buddha, but only the female lead and the supporting female character kept their memories."

"Wow, this setup, Meng Zhu is playing a high-end game, this is going to be tough."

"No, there are too many people. I blocked a lot but it's still overwhelming. Everyone calm down, let's watch the movie!"

"Right, right, right, this scenery, it doesn't exist in reality anymore, it's so beautiful."

On the hillside, the warhorse snorted.

The comments were right; Meng Zhu had also stopped to look at the scenery.

Such mountains and fields could only be seen in the ancient world.

At the same time, he was trying to familiarize himself with and distinguish the memories in his mind.

A moment later, Meng Zhu clenched his fist secretly.

Feeling the internal energy surging within his body, he couldn't help but feel it was magical.

According to the setting, his current strength was considered the ceiling of combat power in the Wu Dynasty.

He couldn't fly or tunnel, but taking on a hundred enemies was easy.

After all, he was the future Great General who would guard the nation; naturally, he was designed as a genius.

Meng Zhu, who had transmigrated to the Light and Shadow Star, had always had an extraordinary curiosity about the subconscious movies of this world.

Recalling the techniques and spear skills in his mind.

Feeling the powerful internal energy.

He couldn't help but wonder, are these fake too?

The man was dressed in martial attire, sitting upright on a black warhorse.

His face was calm, and his brows carried a coldness and composure.

Beside him, seven or eight soldiers also reined in their horses and stood still.

No one knew what Meng Zhu was thinking at that moment.

"General, are you worried about us?"

General Lei Heng asked in a rough voice.

"General, do not worry. We brothers have followed you in Western Liang for these years; have we ever feared anything? Instead, it is you—the Emperor has transferred us all away, and your subordinate is worried that you will have no trusted people to use."

Meng Zhu was startled back to his senses, feeling both amused and frustrated.

"You guys are worried about me? Didn't I teach you all?"

General Lei Heng scratched his big head and gave an honest smile.

Another older deputy general sighed and lowered his voice:

"General, what General Lei Heng said is not unreasonable. The Old Emperor has at most a year or two left. The struggle for the throne in the capital is extremely dangerous. To pave the way for the future Crown Prince, the Emperor is even more guarded against us generals than against thieves."

"Isn't that so?"

Another echoed.

"This time, not letting us follow you back to the capital and transferring us directly to the borderlands clearly shows he is wary of you."

Once the topic was broached, the deputy generals were quite agitated.

But Meng Zhu's expression remained indifferent. Looking at the magnificent mountain scenery, no ripples could be seen in his deep eyes.

"The storms of the imperial court have always been like this."

Meng Zhu pulled the reins, turned to look at the crowd, and revealed a faint smile.

"Although you have been transferred, you have been promoted. You can have a better future, which is not a bad thing."

Seeing Meng Zhu's attitude so open-minded, the frustration and anger in everyone's hearts calmed down.

It wasn't that they were persuaded, but that they trusted him.

They believed that this genius general must have his own plans.

After chatting for a while,

"General..."

Everyone looked at each other and said in unison,

"No matter how far apart we are, no matter what the future holds, you will always be our general."

"Good!"

Meng Zhu smiled slightly, cupped his fists, his voice clear and heroic.

"Since it has come to this, you don't need to see me off. Let us part ways here. We will meet again in the future. The mountains are high and the roads are long, so take care of yourselves."

"Your subordinates accept the order!"

Everyone bowed on their horses and cupped their fists in salute.

Then, without hesitation, they turned their horses around and galloped off in different directions.

The sound of hoofbeats faded away at the end of the mountain road.

The general does not dismount, each running toward their own future.

"Damn, being this cool?"

"Superficial, extract the information! Meng Zhu is being targeted by the Emperor right from the start."

"I read the setting. The Old Emperor relied on generals to found the country, so it's called the Wu Dynasty, but after becoming Emperor, he fears generals the most."

"Logical. He is dying now and fears his son won't be able to handle these generals, so I guess all generals are being targeted. And Meng Zhu just established military merit pacifying Western Liang."

"So the marriage might also be a conspiracy. And if there is no special situation, Meng Zhu is likely to be trapped in the capital by the Emperor."

"If you ask me, just rebel against him."

Ignoring the nonsense in the comments, Meng Zhu looked at the personal guards who remained.

A boy and a girl, looking no more than fifteen or sixteen, were a pair of fraternal twins.

The boy's eyes were as steady as iron, and the girl's gaze was as sharp as a hawk.

These two were orphans saved on the battlefield, named Personal Guard Mo Yu and Bai Ni respectively.

Although young, they both had excellent constitutions.

Meng Zhu had kept them by his side to train them personally.

"Let's go, back to the capital."

With a light tap on the horse's belly, the three riders sped off.

After nightfall,

A bonfire crackled by the riverbank, making a popping sound.

Personal Guard Mo Yu was wiping his long spear, while Bai Ni was roasting a wild rabbit nearby,

Meng Zhu walked slowly to the riverbank and sat quietly.

He began to recall all the plans he had made before filming.

Undoubtedly, this movie had many traps, and he could not be careless.

Fortunately, besides his knowledge of the plot, he also had the golden finger provided by the setting.

That was his identity as a general and his martial arts skills.

The ancient world had strict classes and clear hierarchies.

If he wanted to avoid being manipulated by the plot, he had to jump out of the chessboard.

The so-called Jianghu and the imperial court.

If he wanted to have the power to flip the table,

This Jianghu had to become the knife in his hand.

Secondly, his official position; as long as he had military power, the specific title didn't matter.

Holding heavy troops was his confidence.

But the rebellion mentioned in the comments wouldn't work.

Although there are ways to handle eight hundred, Li Er didn't tell you that he also has the status of a prince.

To truly start a rebellion from scratch, there are too many problems to face.

Changing a dynasty is not an easy task.

However, sometimes, one can be more prestigious than the Emperor without being the Emperor.

Meng Zhu looked at the starry sky reflected in the river, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"General, what are you thinking about?"

Bai Ni walked over with the wild rabbit, her eyes full of confusion.

"Nothing, just thinking that we will arrive at the capital tomorrow."

The next day, the three packed their bags and headed along the river toward the main road.

Sitting quietly in the third watch, inviting the moon to play chess with stars as pieces.

Moving forward at dawn, dancing with the breeze with willows as strings.

On the other side, in the Prime Ministers Mansion.

At this moment, two women suddenly opened their eyes.

A large amount of memory flooded them, making them dizzy.

When they came to their senses, everything was different.

Just then, the maid Xiao Cui pushed the door and entered.

"Miss, the master wants you to go to the living room."

"Xiao Cui?"

Nan Jin stared at her personal maid with wide eyes.

"What is going on?"

"Miss, what is wrong with you?"

Xiao Cui hurriedly stepped forward to support Nan Jin, her face full of worry.

"Xiao Cui, Fa... Father, what does he want with me?"

"Miss, it is about the marriage. His Majesty sent two marriage contracts to the Prime Ministers Mansion. The Master said you and the Second Miss each get one."

"Marriage contract?"

Nan Jin was stunned, her mind in turmoil.

Not to mention rebirth, she had actually been reborn on the day of choosing the marriage contract.

Her fist tightened and then loosened, loosened and then tightened.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened them again, there was calmness in Nan Jin's eyes.

"Xiao Cui, go to the bottom layer of the vanity cabinet, bring Mother's gold and jade hairpin, and we will go to the main hall."