Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

——Fu Hong and Fu Hui went to Ganquan Palace to ask for an interview, but the palace people outside stopped him and refused to let him in.

"We want to see the emperor."

"Your Majesty said that no one will be seen, the two princes, please go back."

"You guys are so courageous. Are you slaves the only ones who can stop the prince from seeing his father?" Fu Hong was a little irritable. He was about to teach the palace servants who were stubbornly blocking him, Fu Hui hurriedly stopped him, "Brother Prince, forget it, since father doesn't want to see us, let's go back."

"What are you doing back home? I'm going to see my father today. Brother Hui, I want to go back to you."

He raised his voice and shouted into the hall, "Father, I beg you to see me, please see me."

"Brother Prince."

"I want to go back to you."

The person who proposed to come to the Mingguang Palace was Fu Hui, but they all begged for several days and were still rejected outside the door. Fu Hui was weak and quiet, and he wanted to be filial, but their father refused to let them do it. He didn't want to Excuse me here, rather than being rejected by my own father, I might as well teach in Taixue.

Fu Hong was still unyielding. After he yelled several times in a row, the door of the palace opened, and it was Nan'an who came out from inside. He walked up to Fu Hong with a serious face, "Prince, please go back."

"Nan'an, I want to see my father."

"Your Majesty has arranged everything properly, and the prince should not come here to make trouble."

"It's not me making trouble, I want to see my father, I want to see him, is that okay?"

There was some trembling in Fu Hong's words. He has always been filial, and he felt guilty if he didn't see his mother and father for a day. He missed his father.

"If it's a political matter, the prince should go to Lu Guang."

"It's not a political matter, Nan'an, I want to see my father, you tell him, I miss him."

Nan An said, "There is no personal matter among the royal family, please go back, Prince." After saying this, he turned and entered the Mingguang Hall. As the door of the hall was closed, Fu Hong knelt on the ground, unable to say anything After saying that, he could only kneel down and kowtow to his father.

Fu Hong went to Lu Guang's house. He had many questions to ask, but he couldn't remember which one to ask first.

So, he asked indiscriminately, "Do you believe those words?"

Lu Guang sat opposite him, gently poured tea and handed it to him, "What do you say?"

Fu Hong shook his head, as if he was thinking about something, and said in a low voice, "I can't tell what it is, what the people outside said before, they said that one female and one male fly into the Purple Palace, I know, this It's not true, because Murong Chong left the Qin Palace, Qinghe died again, there are one female and one male, how can these rats understand the wiseness of the father."

Lu Guang tasted the tea, but didn't immediately strike up a conversation.

"I thought about it. It happened six years ago. The queen mother said that since Murong Chong came to the Qin Palace, the father never went to their palace. Is there any disharmony between Yin and Yang? Isn’t the coordination of Yin and Yang following the heavens?”

Lu Guang said, "In the past, Emperor Wen of the Han had Deng Tong lying on the couch, Emperor Wu was accompanied by Han Yan, and Emperor Ai had a habit of cutting off his sleeves. Who would dare to criticize the emperor's bedroom? As a prince, you should be serious about state affairs. , heard rumors for no reason, if His Majesty finds out, you should be scolded."

"You said the same thing, and the queen mother taught me the same thing, but for some reason, this time I remembered it. When Murong Chong was in the Qin Palace, I was lucky enough to meet him a few times. Extremely cold, like a dead person, never talking, very disgusting, I don't understand why there are people who are interested in the same sex in this world, why the father is interested in a dead person."

Lu Guang looked straight into his eyes and said something inexplicable, "If your majesty is really interested in the dead."

"This……"

Fu Hong had just chatted for a few words, and he couldn't go on anymore, his heart became more and more complicated.

As the crown prince, as Empress Xun said, he should stand in front of Fu Jian.

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The sky is high and far away, goshawks are soaring, the sky is as blue as the sea with white clouds, and the breeze is blowing. On an open green grassland, there are herds of cattle, sheep and horses. Behind the herd of horses are four shepherds. Long whip, waved lazily.

It was Xuancheng, Lian Chengyi, Murong Yong who came here to stay here yesterday, and their host, Hexi A'er.

"Are you used to our food here?"

"Lost people don't ask for rich clothes and good food, I am very grateful for your hospitality." Xuancheng said indifferently.

To be honest, he really doesn't like grassland food. He and Lu Guang went to Tuliju, the Wuhuan tribe who captured Daijun at that time, and Tuliju served roast mutton and kumiss. Xuancheng didn't like to eat meat with big mouthfuls. Drinking, but the bold eating habits on the grassland made him unforgettable for a while.

The enthusiasm and love of the prairie people made him even more respectful.

"The leader of Hexi Jilun said that he will let you go to his house tonight."

"tonight?"

"Well, the leader said he wanted to know more about Han people with you."

Xuancheng nodded casually, "Okay, let's go see him later."

They drove the horses away from the tribal camp, and the farther they went, the more beautiful the scenery was. A long river straddled the two grasslands, and Gesang flowers bloomed everywhere, gorgeous and colorful, wandering in the beautiful sea of ​​flowers. Suddenly, a melodious grassland tune rang in my ears.

Xuan Cheng sat on the horse, closed his eyes slightly, as if bathing in the hot spring surrounded by mist, his whole body felt refreshed immediately, he immediately leaned back, and finally lay flat on the horse in a lying posture.

Lian Taiyi said to Murong Yong, "It seems that we are really going to live here forever."

"you are not willing?"

"How far is it from your hometown?"

"Probably a few hundred miles."

"What is your hometown like?"

"Do you want to go see it?"

……

Xuancheng thought to himself, let's go, as long as you are human, you will miss home and want to return to your hometown.

Murong's hometown, it should be a vast and galloping world.

At noon, Hexi A'er led them to Hexi Jilun's home.

As soon as they stepped into the yurt, the atmosphere inside became tense, because not only Hexi Jilun appeared in front of them, but also three other people, an elder, and the other two were about the same age as Hexi Jilun, and their costumes were different Not much.

"Come on, let me introduce you." Hexi Jilun spoke first, "This is my uncle, Hexi Ulan, and these two are my younger brothers, Hexi Jiyun and Hexi Jiyue."

"These are the three Central Plains Han people I recommend to you."

Xuancheng's eyes fell on the three he introduced. Hexi Ulan looked like a kind old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Hexi Jiyun had a bright smile. The fortitude and majesty of the prairie athletes.

"The Han people in the Central Plains are really different. These three guests are extraordinary in appearance and outstanding in temperament. At first glance, they are not ordinary people. Chief, you have obtained three capable people." It was Hexi Ulan who said this.

Hexi Jilun said with a smile, "Everyone, come and sit down."

Several people went to sit around together, and Hexi A'er filled a bowl of kumiss for each of them.

"Come on, let's make a bowl for the meeting at this moment, let the enthusiasm of the Hexi tribes water the lost hearts of the guests who come from afar, and let these lovely people take root in Hexi Luoye."

When he was speaking, his fiery eyes were fixed on Xuancheng.

Xuancheng turned his face away, Murong Yong was beside him, but his cold eyes were fixed on Hexi Jilun's face in front of him.

The mellow sweetness of kumiss can soothe the soul of every lost person, just like what Hexi Jilun described.

Putting down the wine bowl, Hexi Jilun said, "Uncle, I plan to build a new yurt for the three guests, let's build it next to me, what do you think?"

"The leader wants to accept these three guests?"

Hexi Jilun nodded, "Well, our ancestors once clearly ordered our family to accept Han people into the Hexi tribe. Now there are Murong Xianbei, Helan Xianbei, Duan Xianbei, Dugu Xianbei, and Han people in our Hexi tribe. People, Qiang people, Jie people and other ethnic groups, when I saw these three guests yesterday, I felt destined, and after thinking about it, I decided to accept them into our Hexi tribe."

"If that's the case, leader, they will have the totem of our Hexi clan, Haidongqing and Red Sun, tattooed on their bodies. I wonder if these three guests who came from afar would be willing?"

What, want a tattoo, Xuancheng was astonished.

He is afraid of pain.

But he dared not speak out.

Lian Chengyi was on the other side of him, hiding his hand behind his back and lightly poking his back, Xuancheng turned to look at him, his bright eyes were also stained with some tension at this moment.

No need to think about it, Murong Yong is definitely not willing. Although the Murong Xianbei clan belongs to Xianbei like the Hexi tribe here, there are too many branches of Xianbei. Xuancheng has never seen anyone from the Murong clan have tattoos on their bodies. The Murong clan moved into Yecheng , without any brand of nomads on their bodies, it can be seen that they do not want to be imprinted with any tribal totems.

The Hexi tribe here has lived on the prairie for a long time, living by water and grass, and has not entered any city in the Central Plains. They will have some totem marks of primitive tribes on their bodies.

"Leader, let's discuss this matter again."

"Why, you don't want to?" Hexi Jilun raised his voice.

"If the three of you are unwilling, you will be expelled from the Hexi tribe." Hexi Jiyue said calmly, "Since the three of you are lost and have come all the way to our Hexi tribe, I think the leader chose to accept you into our Hexi tribe. The tribe also values ​​the three, and I hope the three will think twice."

Xuancheng thought for a while, and said, "Thank you, leader, for your kindness to the three of us. However, after we stay here for a while, we still want to find a way back."

"You want to go back? Where is your home?" Hexi Jiyun shook his head lightly and asked.

"We come from the South."

"Are you really lost and came to our Hexi tribe?" Hexi Jilun narrowed his eyes slightly, his neck raised a little, he was sitting at the top, and at this time he looked like a king looking down, which made Xuan Cheng was a little dazed, his aura had always been oppressive, especially when he was silent, this bad illusion made him unable to tell where he was for a while.

"Since the three are here, I don't know where they are going. The leader is kind and generous, and can accept people of all ethnic groups. I think the three should think about it." The old man Hexi Ulan said in such a soft voice.

"Yes, three guests, think about it." Hexi A'er also said the same.

Xuancheng was silent for a moment, he glanced at Lian Taiyi and Murong Yong, saw that they looked serious and did not refute anything.

"Uncle, take Hexi Jiyun and Hexi Jiyue to prepare to build a new felt tent."

"it is good."

"Hexi A'er, you go back first."

"Yes, leader." Hexi A'er bowed and bowed, and retreated respectfully.

In this way, there are only Xuancheng and the three of them and Hexi Jilun in the yurt.

"These two belong to you, right?" Hexi Jilun said suddenly.

This was said to Xuancheng, because his eyes fell on Xuancheng after scanning Lian Taiyi and Murong Yong on both sides.

"Is my friend."

"Friend? I think subordinates are more suitable?"