Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Nan'an reported softly outside, saying that the courtiers came to see him.

Only then did Xuancheng lazily get up, and looked around, seeing nothing but Fu Jian, he went to the court meeting.

Oh, yes, it's time to go to court.

Nan An pushed the door open and came in.

He bent over and stepped forward quickly, knelt and bowed, and said, "Mr. Yangping, Chun Zhanzhi has arrived."

"It's him? What time is it?"

"Huiyang Pinggong, every hour and every hour."

"It's time? Then you missed the court meeting? Hurry up and wait for me to get up."

Nan'an said, "Mr. Yang Ping, Your Majesty has said that you don't have to go to the court meeting."

Xuancheng froze for a moment, "What?"

"Your Majesty's meaning is very clear. He asked you to rest in the Mingguang Palace."

Xuancheng was at a loss, he pondered for a long time, for a long time, he finally understood how the sadness and sadness of the previous moment came from.

Now that you're back, don't leave.

Fu Jian, how could he reform himself.

this person.

Always like this.

As long as you like it, you will create a perfect cell and lock it by your side.

Xuancheng covered his face and sighed.

"Mr. Yangping, Chun Zhanzhi is asking to see you outside the palace."

"Let him in."

Nan'an backed out, the door of the temple was opened, and then closed gently again.

Xuancheng fell on the couch with his head up, powerless to wake up again. After a while, a pair of peach blossom winking eyes flashed in his sight, "Mr. Yang Ping, don't you get up yet? Well, get up, I will Let's sleep with you." After saying that, she really wanted to throw off the quilt.

Xuan Cheng was startled, "What are you doing?"

"Sleep with you."

"Need not."

"What I'm ordered to do is to accompany you. I have to accompany you whatever you do."

"By order?" Xuan Cheng got out of bed.

"Yes, in other words, matchmaking."

"Hey, Mr. Yang Ping, get dressed, get dressed." He pinched the clothes to follow, and put them on for Xuan Cheng completely.

"The bright moon is here."

"What is he doing?"

"Serving your daily life."

"Do you really regard this place as a harem?" Xuancheng sneered sarcastically.

"Also, why did he ask you to accompany me? Do you understand me?"

Chun Zhanzhi shook his head, pondering, "I don't understand, but I don't need to understand."

"I'm an idler in the mountains. Even if I accompany you, I won't miss anything. Those people outside are different. They all have government affairs."

Xuancheng said suddenly, "Who did he hand it over to?"

"What?" Chun Zhan was at a loss.

"Oh, are you talking about political affairs? Now Lu Guang is the prime minister. As you know, he is the son of the former Taiwei Lu Polou, and he is a close friend of His Majesty. The government is clear and clear, and the government and the opposition are cleared up. You don't have to worry about it."

Xuancheng should have thought that only Lu Guang could take over the post of Prime Minister Wang Meng.

"Don't think about it. You don't have to think so much. Your Majesty is here for everything."

"Yes, how omnipotent he is." Xuancheng said in a sarcastic tone.

Chun Zhanzhi just smiled, someone came in outside, it was Mingyue.

The first time Xuancheng saw him, he couldn't help it. He seemed to have grown taller and grown up.

"Master Yangping, you are finally back."

He put down the things at hand and handed them to Chun Zhanzhi, which seemed to be a long painting scroll.

"Master, master, you are well, why didn't you come back? You are not dead."

Xuancheng couldn't laugh or cry, it was the first time someone met and talked like this.

"I'm not dead, I can't die."

Mingyue rubbed her nose in frustration, "I said the wrong thing again."

"Okay, you master and servant will meet every day in the future, Mingyue, hurry up and serve your master to wash and eat, what time is this, do you still want to do nothing?"

Mingyue nodded obediently, "Master, let's go, I will help you wash up."

Xuancheng glanced back at the person who was squatting on the ground as if studying something, and remained silent.

When he came back, Chun Zhanzhi had already picked up his brush and was painting, and Fu Lang also came over. When he saw Xuancheng, he said respectfully, "Uncle Huang is well."

"Can you draw?"

Xuancheng murmured, it didn't seem like it was specifically for Chun Zhanzhi, but the man still listened and smiled, "Yes."

"Uncle Emperor, Uncle Martial Arts was originally a court painter, and he stayed in the palace to paint when he was young. It was only because the emperor was incompetent at that time that Uncle Martial Arts left the palace to practice Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain."

After Xuancheng heard this, he couldn't help showing some respect for Chun Zhanzhi in his heart.

He is not as simple as a Taoist priest.

"Come on, everyone, sit down and have a look." Chun Zhanzhi turned around and waved.

Xuancheng slowed down, stood in front of him, looking down at anyone who sat on the ground at random.

"Sit, you can't see clearly when you're standing." He smiled again with round peach blossom eyes, so Xuancheng could only sit on the ground and watch.

I saw him grabbing a pen and thinking seriously, but he didn't make a move for a while.

Xuancheng watched from the sidelines, but he didn't see any movement for a long time, and wanted to get up, Chun Zhanzhi grabbed his sleeve, "Wait, I thought about it."

I saw him dipping his brush in ink, waving his brush strokes freely, and in a short while he outlined the outline of the painting with thin ink lines. After dipping the ink again, the ink was thick and colorful, the handwriting was light and sharp, and the colors were bright. The rice paper was full of flowers and birds, vivid lifelike.

Landscape flower and bird painting?

Xuancheng couldn't help being awe-inspiring. The famous painters in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties were all famous for their paintings of figures. He knew Gu Kaizhi, Lu Tanwei, Liang Yuandi Xiao Yi, etc., because the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties were a major national painting. Fusion, Buddhism and Taoism prevailed in large numbers, scholars and famous scholars mainly painted maids and Buddha statues, and few people painted landscapes, flowers and birds.

"Mingyue, Lang'er, help me to dry it, be careful not to touch Mo."

Xuancheng's eyes fell on the landscape, flower and bird paintings he had painted, and he began to suspect that it took a few hours for a painter to paint, and a few years or half a year at most, and he could not complete a painting in a short while.

Thinking about it, he just had no intention of painting and dealt with one painting at will.

Seeing that the other party was observing him, Chun Zhanzhi smiled cheerfully, "What? What do you want to say?"

Xuancheng said, "Are you really a Taoist priest?"

"Well, yes, it used to be."

"What does Fu Jian want you to accompany me?"

"Your Majesty is afraid that you will be bored."

"I'm not boring." Xuancheng vetoed it.

"Hey, then I have nothing to say. You won't get any benefits from doing this. It's best not to provoke His Majesty's anger."

"Humph."

"Chun Zhanzhi, you bold guy, are you making my brother angry again?" A voice came from outside, and the person following the voice was Fu Jian.

Beside him, the man stood with a dignified face and a cold expression. It was Lu Guang who had not been seen in Xuancheng for several months.

"Are you really starting to paint?"

Fu Jian asked knowingly.

"Then what else can I do, Your Majesty, it's really boring here. I think you'd better not bore Mr. Yangping here, or you will get sick."

"You talk too much."

Chun Zhanzhi shrugged, "Okay, I was the one who said too much."

"Lang'er, Mingyue, let's go, the master is here, let's make room for him." He called out loudly, patted his robe smartly, and walked out swaggeringly, Fu Lang faced Fu Jian and Lu Guang slightly After bowing, he and Mingyue backed out.

"Emperor Brother, Lu Guang is here."

"I saw it."

Xuan Cheng saluted Lu Guang, "Prime Minister is well."

Lu Guang said lightly, "What are you doing, don't you know me? Is this necessary between you and me?"

Xuancheng turned her face away and did not meet his gaze.

"Mr. Yang Ping, you are back, I should abdicate to let you be worthy."

"No need." It was Fu Jian who said this.

Xuancheng stared at Fu Jian, seeing that he was not joking, his heart immediately felt cold.

"From today onwards, the emperor will no longer hold any official positions in the court, Lu Guang, you can arrange this matter."

Lu Guang shook his head, "Your Majesty, you can't do this." There was a bit of helplessness and persuasion in his tone.

"You really can't do that."

Fu Jian changed his expression and said sharply, "My brother, no one can take it away, and neither do you, you can arrange it."

"Your Majesty." Lu Guang knelt down.

"Your Majesty, you can't do this. There is no impenetrable wall in this world. No matter how secretive you are, there will be a day when you will see the light. At that time, what will you do? What do you want Yang Pinggong to do?"

Fu Jian stretched out his hand to Xuancheng, Xuancheng hesitated for a moment, but still went up, "Let's go."

Xuancheng was embraced by Fu Jian's shoulders, and he looked back at Lu Guang who was kneeling on the floor crying, feeling sore in his heart.

Lu Guangcai is the second Wang Meng.

Nan An came in and said softly to the kneeling man, "Prime Minister, please go back."

Lu Guang still couldn't get up, Nan An reached out to support him, Lu Guang flung him away abruptly, "Go away."

Nan An persuaded, "Prime Minister, why are you doing this? Your Majesty always has his own reasons for doing things."

Lu Guang pointed to Nan'an's head and scolded, "Yes, he is justified. Does the reasoning in your mouth mean that he wants to disregard ethics and occupy his younger brother? Is there anyone who spoils others like him? It's so reasonable, you guys What are you doing, are you all pig brains? There is nothing about the palace that cannot be spread, and you dog slaves still have to help him today."

Nan'an let him scold him, but he didn't respond anyway, firstly, he is the Prime Minister of Daqin today, and secondly, he is angry in his heart, if he doesn't scold, he will be suffocated.

After a while, Lu Guang got up from the ground. It seemed that he knelt too hard and his knees were sore. When he got up, he staggered. Nan An hurriedly supported him. Lu Guang threw him away and left alone.

Nan An sighed softly, staring at his leaving back in a daze.

Fu Jian took Xuancheng to see Lian Taiyi.

"I plan to let Lian Taiyi and Hui'er teach in Taixue together."

"Brother Huang." Xuan Cheng stopped him, "Brother Huang, no."

"Your way of appointing people is wrong. You can't appoint officials because of the monarch's personal preferences. You must know people well and understand everyone's strengths and weaknesses, so that talents can be used to their best. Lian Chengyi is from Shu. He knows how Going to stabilize Shu, but he has no contact with the teaching of Taixue, you let him teach, it is extremely absurd."

"Since the emperor said that he can stabilize Shu, why should you keep him by your side?"

Fu Jian retorted with one word, but Xuancheng was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

He feels guilty, sorry for Lian Taiyi, and doesn't want to let Lian Taiyi leave his side again, but in this way, what is the essential difference between him and Fu Jian's autocratic rule?

"Have you taken a fancy to him?" Fu Jian said in a low voice.

Xuancheng stared at him in astonishment.

"Why do you keep taking him with you?"

Xuancheng was too shocked to say a word.

"You think I don't know, what was the reason you went to Sichuan for the war this spring? You were looking for him."

Xuancheng took a trembling step back.

The person in front of him seemed to be a stranger.

This is not the Fu Jian who has always been as gentle as a spring breeze.

But Fu Jian grabbed his hand and brought him into his arms, the gentleness in his eyes gradually became terrifying, and the smile on his face seemed to kill people, "I tell you, if you don't let him go, don't blame him I am ruthless, let him become the second Murong Chong." This is a threat, an invisible threat to kill people.