Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Fu Jian clutched his hand and covered it, his eyes were eager but patient.

Xuancheng stared at him coldly, this attitude, it doesn't look like elder brother to younger brother, but like a prostitute looking for pleasure in the Goulan courtyard, there is an inexplicable desire in his eyes, but in order to win a beautiful woman In his heart, he still has to pretend to be a gentleman.

Xuancheng smiled wryly.

He felt the other person's heat and heartbeat with his hands, and then rubbed the other person's body, sticking it next to his ear, and said in a low and deep voice, "If you can't help it, just say it."

As soon as the words came out, it was unexpected that Fu Jian lifted the person on his body, and Xuancheng fell to the ground, dazed.

Is it possible to get drunk with tea?

nonsense?

Fu Jian left the announcement room.

Xuancheng forgot how he got back to the mansion. That night, it finally rained lightly.

Xuancheng was lying on the couch, listening to the pattering rain outside, unwilling to get up, Mingyue came in to wait on him, and complained, "Master, it's almost noon, if you stay lazy on the bed, His Majesty will send someone to remind you gone."

"Nan'an said that in the early court, His Majesty issued an edict to return Zhang Tianxi, Marquis of Yi, to stay in Guzang. Master, what is the reason for this? Didn't Your Majesty want all the kings who died in the country to stay in Chang'an? Why did Zhang Tianxi stay in Guzang alone? What about Tibetan tea?"

Xuancheng's eyelids moved, but he still couldn't remember.

Mingyue raised her voice outside and shouted, "Ah, Lord Pingyuan, why are you here? Oh, I'm going to wait for the master to get up."

Xuancheng sat up abruptly, and rolled out of the bed with lightning speed.

Mingyue hurriedly put on the shoes, Xuancheng stood outside the door and looked left and right, after a while, she suddenly came to her senses, and turned around to scold Mingyue, "Okay, you dare to lie to me, I think you are quite brave. "

Mingyue fled quickly, and the master and servant chased and made trouble outside the Nuan Pavilion for a long time at noon.

After calming down, Mingyue still obediently served Xuancheng to wash up, while still muttering in a low voice, "Mr.

Xuancheng looked suspiciously.

"Really." Mingyue bit again heavily.

"Then hurry up and serve me dinner."

Mingyue Mosquito murmured, "Lazily get out of bed, don't open your hands, do you still want me to feed you? Forget about being lazy."

Fu Hui lived in the Yangping Mansion, but since he studied with Deng Qiang, he came back less frequently. He cannot live without the barracks. Since he came back once and missed Xuancheng Lazy Bed, he naturally went to see him.

When Xuancheng was going to the military camp, he happened to run into Fu Jian, and Xuancheng complained endlessly, the person he least wanted to see had to meet every day, even meeting his nephew.

Fu Jian hissed, "What a coincidence, the emperor's younger brother also came to find the general of the town army?"

"No." Xuancheng responded coldly, "I'll come and see my nephew."

Fu Jian replied, "That's not my son."

"Let's go together, let's go."

Whoever was with you, Xuancheng threw him away and went into the barracks. The soldiers in the new barracks were more enthusiastic when they saw Xuancheng than Fu Jian. They all came to pay a visit when they heard about it. Fortunately, Deng Qiang and Zhang Hao ruled the army rigorously. , established the rules, even if the emperor came, it would be useless, he was not allowed to disturb the order of the army, and he was not allowed to chase stars.

But the boss in this army is Xuancheng.

The soldiers don't worship their Lord Yangping, who do they worship.

Fu Jian followed sourly, muttering something behind his back.

Seeing Xuancheng coming, Fu Hui hurriedly came to greet him, "Uncle Huang is well."

Xuancheng shook his hand and greeted him, "How are you studying these few days? Have you made any progress? How are you doing at Taixue? Why don't you go home a few more times?"

Before Fu Hui could answer, Fu Jian's voice rose from behind, "Hui'er."

Fu Hui was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurried forward to bow down again.

It made both Deng Qiang and Zhang Hao come to kneel and worship.

Fu Jian raised his hand, "It's all free, I'll come and see Hui'er, you all go, go."

Deng Qiang and Zhang Hao retreated alone.

Xuancheng came over and said sarcastic words, "Who wants you to come and see Hui'er, you are not in the palace to watch your respectful and filial prince, by the way, there is also the Julu Gong who is capable of writing and martial arts."

"You're talking nonsense again, brother, why are you so hard on me, Hui'er is your nephew, isn't she my son?"

"Anyway, I'm taking Hui'er now, so don't worry about it."

"Hey, you're making too much sense."

.........

Fu Hui was embarrassed.

He looked to the left and looked again, one side was his father and the other was his uncle.

These two people are jealous because of this insignificant person like himself.

At this moment, he can still watch the play so peacefully.

They clearly said that they were all here to see me, but as soon as these two people met, they quarreled and reasoned, so they came to see me.

After a long time, Fu Hui's heart became more and more peaceful.

Had to hang aside and wait quietly.

for a long time...

There was still chatter in his ears, but in desperation, Fu Hui pretended to have a dry cough, and now, Xuancheng and Fu Jian immediately stopped arguing, and rushed over to hold Fu Hui's hand first.

"Hui'er."

"Hui'er."

Fu Hui looked left and then again, and had no choice but to shrug his shoulders helplessly again. Forget it, this kind of treatment is not available to every prince, so Fu Hui had no choice but to let the two people on the left and right drag his hands into the military tent. .

"Hui'er, how have you learned recently? What have you learned, let's hear it."

"Hui'er, is General Zhenjun still strict now? I heard that Pi'er was often beaten when he was studying with him in the early years. How is it? Did Deng Qiang beat you?"

"Hui'er, have you learned the Six Secrets and Three Strategies? The Taigong Book is the foundation of the art of war, and the root of learning the art of war is the Six Secrets."

"Hui'er, come, tell me, tell me what you have learned these days, so that your uncle and I can learn as well."

.........

Endless, Fu Hui squinted his eyes with a smile.

Brotherhood is indeed a magical existence.

In the evening, Deng Qiang entered the army tent and invited Fu Jian and Xuancheng to inspect the new army.

Xuancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled gratifiedly, "General Zhenjun has worked hard. Without your training, Daqin's army is probably like a mess."

Fu Jian stood aside tall and straight, nodded, "Your brother is right, the town army general has really worked hard all these years."

Deng Qiang clasped his fists again and begged for orders, "I don't dare to do the hard work. Deng is for the country and the people, and it's not enough to talk about hard work. Please, Your Majesty, Yang Ping Gong moved to the school."

Fu Hui came over and tugged Xuan Cheng's wrist, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Huang, let's go and have a look."

With sharp eyes, Fu Jian snorted sourly, left the two of them and went to the school grounds first.

Xuan Cheng and Fu Hui smiled at each other, but then they raised their heads and burst out laughing.

Deng Qiang and Zhang Hao are indeed masters in training the army. They run the army rigorously and methodically. when.

Both Fu Jian and Xuancheng couldn't help admiring, "With such athletes, why worry about the Great Qin not being strong."

When going back, unfortunately, Fu Jian invited Xuancheng to go with him in his chariot, but Xuancheng couldn't refuse no matter what, so he had to get on his chariot at last.

The two were together, and Xuancheng remained silent.

Then he lowered his head slightly.

His face was slightly hot, because his sixth sense told him that a pair of fiery eyes had been fixed on him.

After a while, that gentle laughter finally rang in my ears.

"Brother, if you don't look at me, how do you know that I'm looking at you too? You look at me, how do you know that I'm not looking at you? Look, you are my younger brother, why are you hiding from me? "

.........

Xuancheng was stunned.

The next moment, he obediently stared into Fu Jian's eyes.

As gentle as water.

Fu Jian held his hand and put it in his arms as he did many times before.

Xuancheng's skin trembled slightly, but then calmed down.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed since Jianyuan.

time flies.

The 11th year of Jianyuan has just ushered in a beginning.

The studies of the princes are also gradually completed. Prince Fu Hong still assists Fu Jian in handling state affairs. Although Fu Rui studied well in Taixue, it is still not as fulfilling as his dancing spear and club. Only Fu Hui , While studying the art of war with Deng Qiang in the new army camp, at the same time learning the subtle words of Confucianism in Taixue.

Just after the new year, Fu Jian issued an edict, which was only aimed at a few princes.

Prince Fu Hong and Fu Rui had one more task, that is, besides learning Confucianism, they had to go to the farms to cultivate, and they had to go deep into the fields with agronomists to guide the people in farming.

Fu Hui also had one more task.

Unexpectedly by everyone but within Xuancheng's expectation, Fu Hui was appointed as the teacher of Taixue.

He became a teacher of Taixue at the age of 17, which can be said to be unique since the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty, of course, because he is a prince.

Xuancheng once said in front of Fu Jian that Fu Hui is elegant and modest, he studies Confucianism all day long, and has a gentle and generous disposition. It is naturally possible to teach. As long as he learns the way of martial arts, he will be a usable talent. After the school expanded, Fu Hui was asked to teach in the Taixue School in Chang'an.

Xuancheng stood in the Ming Building and looked from a distance, the sun was shining brightly, the vast land was filled with bright light.

There was determination in his eyes that no one could impress, and there was a smile on the corner of his slightly raised mouth.

Mingyue stood behind her with a long robe in her hand. For a long time, he couldn't bear to break the scene.

Because, on this day, Chang'an had snowfall, a world of ice and snow, icy cold to the bone.

But the brilliance of the sun is slowly rising around the Minglou standing in Xuancheng, which is an unusual match with the vast white land.

"Emperor brother."

……

A voice rang in the ear.

"Xuan City."

Xuancheng's heart trembled slightly, and in an instant, the snow around Minglou slowly melted.

Xuancheng turned his head, and in the vast white world, a person came quietly.

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