Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Fu Jian led him to the palace where Fu Hui lived, Chenglan Hall.

"What do you mean by that?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Fu Hui came to say hello, and the person following him was Lian Taiyi.

The two came together, they were about the same age, Fu Hui was 21 years old this year, Lian Taiyi was also 21 years old, Fu Hui was quiet and Lian Taiyi was bright and beautiful, Xuancheng was stunned for a moment.

The harmony of this scene seemed like he hadn't seen it for a long time.

"Fu Hui pays homage to father, uncle."

"Meet Your Majesty, Lord Yangping."

"It's all free, free."

Xuancheng looked straight at Lian Chengyi, inspecting his whole body carefully, seeing that he didn't seem to be hurt, and the smile on his face was as bright as fire, finally heaved a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and smiled, and even the tailor turned his back. Come with a genuine smile.

But Fu Jian hugged Xuancheng's shoulder displeasedly, and told Lian Taiyi, "This is my younger brother."

Lian Chengyi sneered, "Your Majesty, no one will fight with you."

"Mr. Pingyuan, I think, let's go to Taixue, don't disturb other people's good things."

After all, they wanted to pull Fu Hui away, but Xuancheng stopped them, "Hui'er, don't go yet."

"Sit down and talk."

Fu Hui was obedient, so he followed Fu Jian and Xuan Cheng and listened carefully to what they had to say.

The bright red plum blossoms in the flower garden in the backyard of Chenglan Palace are in full bloom, Xuancheng cast his eyes for a moment, as if he hadn't seen such a beautiful plum blossom for a long time.

A few people sat in the pavilion to enjoy the flowers, Fu Jian said, "I plan to let Lian Chengyi follow Hui'er to teach at the Imperial Academy, Hui'er, what do you think? Mr. Lian, would you like it?"

Fu Hui nodded hesitantly.

Lian Chengyi shook his head, "Your Majesty, I ruled Shu with martial arts. I made great achievements on the battlefield when I was young. I didn't have much contact with Confucianism. Duke Pingyuan is elegant and modest, full of knowledge. How dare I compare him with him."

"Have you said it all, Hui'er learns Confucianism, let him teach you." Fu Jian said this with deep meaning, especially when he said it with a light smile.

Xuancheng also felt that his smile was weird, and when he looked at Fu Hui and Lian Taiyi more, he felt that these two were perfect partners in every movement and silence.

The evil nerve thread in my heart was touched again.

Could it be that Fu Jian also had a bit of corruption in his heart?

Xuancheng gave him a hard look, and whispered in his ear, "Don't mess with the mandarin ducks."

Unexpectedly, Fu Jian grabbed his hand and retorted, "Then do you want some for you?"

"you."

"Father, uncle, you guys."

Xuancheng smiled awkwardly, "Oh, it's okay, I don't agree."

"I also object." Lian Taiyi said.

"You can't object." Fu Jian pointed at him, "It's just you, do you want to resist the decree? Hmm?"

Fu Hui smiled and acted as an intermediary, "Father, I feel that it is really inappropriate for Mr. Lian to teach in the Taixue."

"Do you dare to oppose me?"

"Father, the Taixue in Chang'an City is supervised and taught by you and the emperor's uncle, and even the common people and children of all ethnic groups come to the Taixue to study, and all the talents who are trained in the Taixue are the pillars of the country. Those who teach in the Taixue The teachers are carefully selected by you and the emperor. Without you and the emperor, there would be no cultural compatibility and national integration in Daqin today. If I am not the prince, I am afraid that I will not be able to teach in Chang'an Taixue. I am not saying that Mr. Lian is not qualified enough, but the emperor often said that everyone has ambitions and talents, Mr. Lian is young and talented, with outstanding military strength, if he fights on the battlefield, he will definitely be a general. I am willing to learn together with Mr. Lian."

Fu Hui's words sounded nice, first he flattered Fu Jian, then humbled himself a bit, and finally he even held a handful of ready-made clothes, which sounded nice, Xuancheng couldn't help smiling and nodding.

Fu Jian fell into deep thought.

"Brother Huang, Hui'er is right. You shouldn't impose your personal preferences on political affairs, and don't impose your preferences on others, okay?"

Fu Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye, and said for a while, "Then I've handed over Lian Taiyi to Hui'er, so don't interfere."

"Childish." Xuancheng chuckled in a low voice.

"Lian Chengyi, listen carefully. You don't have to go to Taixue to teach. However, you are responsible for teaching Hui'er martial arts, as well as fighting. How come you are so lucky to be able to learn and grow up with my son." Fu Jian said angrily, and finally muttered, "Did I raise another son?"

Fu Hui readily accepted, "Thank you, Father."

"Thanks for what?"

"My son has long admired Mr. Lian's youthful name, but it's too late to meet you this time."

Lian Taiyi said, "Mr. Pingyuan is humble, and Lian also admires Mr. Pingyuan's youthful talents. He was able to teach in Taixue at a young age. Lian admires him very much."

"Okay, don't flatter me in front of me. You can flatter each other in private. My ears are tired of hearing it today. I'm so envious. Brother, I see, let's not bother them in Chenglan Hall .”

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture to leave, Xuan Cheng took his wrist, "Sit down."

Xuancheng trusts Fu Hui, he is so elegant, he has a method in doing things, he is like an old friend to Lian Taiyi, but there is still a heavy stone hanging in Xuancheng's heart, he dare not say it out.

Therefore, he pulled Fu Hui not far away, and stared at his pale eyebrows for a while. Fu Hui's skin was very smooth and white. Xuancheng once compared him to a handsome boy in a Japanese TV series. The longer this absurd view becomes, the stronger it becomes.

"Uncle?"

Xuancheng froze for a moment, and smiled dryly to conceal the evil in his heart.

"Does the emperor have something to hide?"

Xuancheng calmed down, and said, "What do Hui'er think about Longyang's matter?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Hui's face turned crimson, and he quickly looked away, not daring to look at Xuancheng again.

"Hui'er, tell me."

Fu Hui was forced to ask, so he had no choice but to stammer, "I, I,, never have such a view."

"That's fine, that's fine."

For some reason, Xuancheng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his answer, and muttered to himself.

"Uncle Huang, do you want to ask the people about their father and queen's palace?"

"No." Xuancheng hastily vetoed it.

"My nephew thinks that there is no essential difference between men and women in the world for emperors. The people are interested in the affairs of the emperor's palace just to satisfy their curiosity about the emperor who is high above. The emperors of the Han Dynasty, the palace All of them are accompanied by men, but a wise monarch will still be famous through the ages, and will not lose his virtue to the people because of the harem, the father is a wise monarch."

"Actually, I didn't ask you about Brother Huang, it was you."

"I, I,..." Fu Hui, who said something justified a moment ago, suddenly stopped.

"Hui'er, you are already 21 years old, you can consider starting a family."

"Uncle Emperor." Fu Hui blushed, "I don't want to."

"It's not a matter of thinking or not. My Fu clan is sparsely populated, don't you understand? This is a major event related to the rise and fall of my Fu clan."

Fu Hui's face was extremely embarrassing, Xuancheng might feel that the words were too heavy, and lightly patted him on the shoulder, "Hui'er, listen to me."

"Uncle Huang, why didn't you get married?" Fu Hui's sudden words made Xuan Cheng stiff as iron, and he couldn't even utter a word.

Yes, this is what Xuancheng is most puzzled about.

Why did Yangping Duke Fu Rong not get married and have no descendants?

"I,……"

Xuancheng suddenly felt his face was hot, and he had no face to talk with Fu Hui anymore, and was about to turn his head to leave when an arm wrapped around him.

"Hui'er, you talk too much."

Fu Jian hugged Xuancheng's shoulders affectionately and hugged him into his arms, looking at Fu Hui with provocative eyes, "Do you understand? Don't say what you shouldn't say."

Fu Hui turned around.

Xuancheng looked up at this domineering and tough man in astonishment.

Fu Jian, he is really perverted.

In any case, it shouldn't be in front of your own son.

The sons all learn from Lao Tzu, so be careful that the Fu family will cut off their sons and grandchildren.

On the way back, Xuancheng kept ignoring Fu Jian's harassment, but the man was like a well-dressed beast, stroking his hands up and down, Xuancheng couldn't help laughing, and the man finally laughed heartily.

"As I said, I did a good deed."

"What good thing?" Xuancheng pretended not to understand.

"Lian Chengyi became famous when he was young. He was the prefect of Mianyang appointed by Jing Lue back then. He has good military power, and Hui'er is your favorite nephew. You asked Deng Qiang to take him with him. He has never been in contact with the battlefield, and he only wants to live a peaceful life and teach well, but the world is not unified, there is no long-term peace, and there will always be wars. My sons will go to the battlefield one by one Yes, there is no need to mention the crown prince, nor does Chang Le Gong and Ju Lu Gong Er, they are all people who understand martial arts. Hui Erzhen always feels that there is something missing in him, is it because he has lost a bit of killing spirit? Maybe it is Yes, he looks quiet and beautiful, and my heart is moved when I see it," Xuancheng gave him a hard look.

"Ah, I said the wrong thing."

"Hui'er is indeed feminine and beautiful."

Xuancheng kicked him, "You still say."

Fu Jian yelled, and raised his hands in surrender, "Stop talking, stop talking."

"So, aren't you messing around with mandarin ducks?"

"Of course not, am I such a corrupt person?"

"Rotten?"

Xuancheng was astonished, how could he know about corruption.

"Oh, I heard Jing Lue tell you about you back then."

Xuancheng covered his face. Back then, he accidentally saw Fu Jian and Wang Meng holding hands intimately, hooking shoulders and backs. His brain flirted with the two of them without thinking. Later, Wang Meng said that his mind was rotten. I didn't expect this person to forget Live rotten words.

But Fu Jian came up to tease him, "Is there something wrong with the imperial brother? Do you think that I want to match the two of them? Your thoughts are so rotten. How do you know what I think if you are not rotten? Oh, It's unbelievable, my younger brother's mind is so rotten, all he wants to do is match those beautiful young people."

It's useless for Xuancheng to stare at him and kick him again, so he roared fiercely, "Go away." Then he quickly ran away from the big rogue who was following him.

That night, Fu Jian pestered him to sleep together again.

This was already the second night that Fu Jian was indifferent to him.

Xuancheng's heart is empty, and he doesn't know why.

Fu Jian just took his hand, clutched it tightly, and clasped his fingers tightly. At night, Xuancheng tried to pull his hand away, but the man noticed it as soon as he moved, and held his face, Breathing out the heat, "Don't leave me."

Xuan Cheng opened his eyes and looked at him, but saw that his sleeping face was peaceful, it must be a sentence in a dream.

But the hands of the two seemed to be glued together, even in the dream, he was so domineering.

But Xuancheng couldn't help pressing himself against him, the temperature came from the other person's body that was as hot as fire, Xuancheng pursed his lips and smiled, and the next moment, he leaned forward lightly, on the peaceful sleeping face of that person Print a kiss.

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