Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Fu Jian carried him to the couch, put him down gently, and raised his hand to put down the curtain beside the bed. The light dimmed, and Xuancheng slowly went from a fake sleep to a real dreamland.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt something soft touch his body, which made him extremely itchy, so he opened his eyes.

Looking at it this way, it happened to meet Fu Xian's lovely round head.

"Xian'er, why are you here?"

Fu Xian pointed to the people around him, "Royal Father."

It was only then that Xuancheng realized that it was Fu Jian's will. He was lying on his side, with his chin propped up on one hand, staring at him, and his face couldn't help but feel hot.

"Don't pay attention to him, your father is crazy."

Fu Jian touched his face with the other hand, "Why am I crazy?"

Xuancheng shook off his hand and ignored him, and focused on talking to Fu Xian, "Xian'er, why did you sleep here at night? You should sleep alone, look, there is a stupid pig next to you, you and stupid pig If you sleep, you will turn into a pig yourself."

"Pig, Uncle Huang, where are there pigs?" The little man looked around earnestly, blinking his round eyes.

Xuancheng sneered, "Isn't this right in front of you?"

Fu Xian opened his mouth wide, seeming to understand, and touched Xuancheng's face with his small hand, "Oh, it turns out that Uncle Huang is a pig."

This……

Xuancheng froze instantly.

Fu Jian raised his voice and laughed, "Some people, haha, in my opinion, what Xianer said is right, the child's words are innocent, the children's words are the truth, brother, you are a pig."

Xuan Cheng whitened him, then moved Fu Xian into his arms with a smile, and whispered a few words in the little man's ear, Fu Xian immediately shouted, "Uncle Huang is a pig, Uncle Huang is a pig."

Xuan Cheng's complexion turned black.

What he taught Fu Xian was to call Fu Jian a stupid pig, but he didn't want this little thing to be big.

She raised her hand to teach him a lesson, but when it landed on the little man's face, it was a loving caress.

"Xian'er, you're really sensible." Xuancheng gritted her teeth and said against her will.

Fu Jian's laughter stopped, and he put on a serious face. He laid the little man gently on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and coaxed, "Xian'er, go to bed quickly."

The little guy closed his eyes, and after a while, there was a steady snoring sound.

Fu Jian said, "I adopted Xian'er from Wang Jia."

"You and his child?" Xuancheng was surprised.

Fu Jian smiled wryly, "Where did you think you were? You really thought he was a hermaphrodite, able to have children? He was from the Wan tribe. Someone went up the mountain and handed Xian'er to Wang Jia. To this day, Wang Jia doesn't know the child's identity." Who are the parents? He is a man from the mountains, and it is inconvenient to adopt a child, so he asked me to bring the child back. Anyway, my Fu family is sparsely populated, so it is good to adopt more. Mother is gone, if mother still leaves , I will bring the child to her as an adopted son, and now that I have adopted this child, it is considered my own son, Xian Xian Qihua, how wonderful, this is bestowed upon us by God."

Fu Jian's heart was really big, and Mayor Xuan sighed.

"Well, that's it, he should be yours."

"It's yours too." Fu Jian said.

Xuancheng thought, maybe, God is really kind.

That night, Fu Jian held Xuancheng's hand and fell into a sweet dream together.

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History soon entered the New Year's Eve in 379 AD, and it was only one day away from 380 AD, the 15th year of Jianyuan, Fuzhao of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Lunar New Year's Eve is the birthday of Fu Rong, Duke of Yangping, and also the birthday of Xuancheng, the soul who went back 640 years ago.

Everything was as before, and it was Fu Jian who was organizing a family banquet for him again.

The population of the Fu family has decreased again, the older generation has left slowly, and the newer generation has not picked up for a long time.

In the past in Linwei, the Fu clan practiced blood marriage within the clan, but after entering Chang'an, many offshoots began to intermarry with people from other clans, but for some reason, the population of the Fu clan did not flourish.

On the contrary, each generation withered away.

On this day, Fu Jian deliberately let Xuancheng back. He said that Mingguang Palace is not suitable for holding family banquets, and Yangping Gongfu is the first home of Xuancheng, and celebrating birthdays at home is always a good omen.

Xuancheng had no words to refute. Anyway, he is idle now, and Mingyue accompanied him home after leaving Gong Mingyue. At about the same time, Fu Jian came from the palace, and the person who came with him was of course his youngest son, Fu. Xian, as soon as he saw Xuancheng, he opened his small hands and rushed over.

Xuancheng smiled and lifted him up, "Xian'er came so early, did you want to eat something delicious? Are you hungry, Uncle Huang will find something good for you to eat."

Fu Xian shook his head, "I miss the emperor."

Xuancheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Xian'er is so good at talking."

The person who was held in his arms pointed to Fu Jian who was beside him with his little finger, "It's Emperor Father."

Maybe it's because the villain's mind is too small and he doesn't know how to express it. Xuancheng guessed that it was Fu Jian who brought him to accompany him early. Family banquets usually don't start until evening, and so does Fu's family. It will arrive in the evening.

"This year, I will bring you some new guests."

"You invite guests to the family banquet every year, whatever you want, as long as you invite them, you are welcome, I don't care." Xuancheng said casually.

Fu Jian pulled him and stood in the front yard to watch. The front and rear of the mansion were filled with festive bright red, with red silk swirling around, and the lanterns covered with tree branches.

The servants in the mansion are busy, and the decorations that have been arranged have been checked carefully several times. The chefs of the East Kitchen are also busy. The dishes on the family banquet are all delicacies from all over the world. Xuancheng Although I couldn't read or understand it, the cooks were tired because of all the dishes on that banquet.

Noon was fleeting, and in the evening, Fu's family came over one after another. Empress Xun and Zhang Lingran looked elegant and quiet, and their costumes and makeup were minimal. Fu Jian liked simplicity and elegance. Simplicity is the main thing.

The princes also came together, except for Changle Gong Fu Pi who was stationed in Yecheng all the year round, Fu Hong brought his younger brothers Fu Rui, Fu Hui, and Fu Lin to pay their birthday respects.

"My nephew congratulated the emperor's uncle on his birthday. I wish the emperor's uncle a longer life than a green pine."

Xuancheng handed the little figure in his hand to Mingyue who was behind him, and stroked the hands of these nephews one by one, "Thank you, thank you nephew."

"Go and sit down."

"Wait." Fu Jian's voice sounded.

The princes stared at the serious visitor, thinking that they had done something wrong or said something wrong, and immediately lowered their heads.

"I will introduce a newcomer to you today." Hearing that his voice did not sound like he was about to blame, the princes raised their heads and stared straight at him.

Fu Jian brought the villain in Mingyue's hand over, "Xian'er, pay my respects to my elder brothers."

"Brother?" Several princes said in unison.

"Father, you gave birth to a son again?"

again?Xuancheng couldn't help laughing while listening, it seems that the princes have something to say about Fu Jian's birth of a son.

Fu Jian gave everyone a cold look, "Nonsense."

Fu Xian tilted his round head vigorously, looked at the four brothers standing in front of him like a mountain, blinked their bright eyes, and called out, "Brother."

Fu Hong knelt down and pinched his cheek, overjoyed, "Such a cute little brother, your name is Fu Xian?"

Fu Xian nodded.

Fu Rui knelt down and stroked the little man's hair, "Brother Xian, you are so cute."

Fu Hui gently covered the little man's hand, and said softly, "Brother Xian'er, I am your brother Hui, remember."

Fu Lin grew taller, and when she saw her younger brother who was much younger than her, she was so happy that she wanted to hug him, but Fu Hui stopped him, "Brother Lin'er, you can't hold him, so don't fall."

Fu Lin is 15 years old this year. How can she not hold a 3-year-old child? Fu Hui is weak-tempered and cherishes his two younger brothers too much.

Xuancheng was very pleased to see the harmonious scene of them surrounded together.

Fu Hong was the first to ask Fu Jian, "Father, is brother Xian'er's mother the queen mother?"

"No."

Fu Hong turned his puzzled eyes to Fu Rui, "Mrs. Zhang?"

Fu Rui shook his head, "No."

Fu Hui said, "You two elder brothers, don't guess, Xian'er is our younger brother, the son of Emperor Father."

Fu Hong's face was unhappy, "Which beauty does the emperor take a fancy to? When we give birth to a younger brother, we will hide it."

Fu Jian said, "Are you impulsive again? Isn't Xian'er your younger brother?"

"Father, of course my son likes such a cute little brother, but it's not good for you to hide it. Those people outside don't know what to say. I don't want to hear what the people say is bad for you. "

Xuancheng thought carefully, what he said was reasonable, Fu Xian was neither born of Empress Xun nor Madam Zhang, there were only two of them in the harem, there was nothing impenetrable about palace affairs, Fu Hong was impatient , but he is kind and simple, always thinking of Fu Jian.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Fu Jian say, "In that case, then I will adopt Xian'er to my younger brother."

Xuancheng was instantly shocked as if hearing something shocking, his mind was shattered by the sudden shock, and he couldn't react.

"Xian'er is still my son and will be raised by me. The adoption to the emperor's younger brother is just to inherit the title of Lord Yangping when Xian'er becomes an adult."

what is this?Xuancheng didn't understand.

In ancient times, some emperors adopted their disliked sons to their clansmen to inherit the title. Since ancient times, the royal family has naturally spread branches and leaves. The bigger the family, the better. The Fu family of the Di family is the least populous of the five families. As the emperor, Fu Jian had only two harem concubines and five sons, which was not an auspicious omen. Yangping Gong Fu Rong was not married and had no descendants, so as long as Fu Jian died, the Fu family would basically be cut off.

But this is also something that Xuancheng has never understood, why the historical Duke Yangping has no descendants/

When he heard Fu Jian personally say that he would adopt his son as the son of Duke Yangping, he was a little puzzled, but gradually the mist of doubt dissipated.

Fu Jian is so domineering, no one can oppose what he said.

He didn't want his younger brother to marry, so he could only give him one offspring.

"Remember, Fu Xian is your closest and youngest younger brother, and Lord Yangping is your most respected uncle. Even though I adopted Xian'er to Lord Yangping's mansion today, he is still your younger brother. , This is a fact that cannot be refuted, if any of you violates what I said today, you will sever your blood relationship with me, and I will no longer recognize him as my son, you, remember it?"

Several princes looked at each other in blank dismay, then nodded one by one, "I have made a note."

"Get up and sit down."

"Yes."

It was obviously a happy family banquet, but Fu Jian made him want to recognize his relatives. After recognizing his relatives, it was not enough, and he wanted to adopt his own son. What is this, is it a gift?Xuancheng didn't know.

But Fu Jian said, "This is a gift from me."

Xuancheng was startled, "Xian'er is nothing."

"That's right, Xian'er is human."

Xuancheng was dizzy by his forceful words, what he wanted to say was that Fu Xian was not a gift sent back and forth.

"Okay, you are my only younger brother, and everything I own belongs to you, including these princes. Xian'er is destined to be with you and me. There is nothing wrong with adopting you. Anyway, don't you like him very much?" Fu Fu Jian said, covering his hand affectionately.

"There are some new guests, let's go and have a look, they may have arrived at the door."