Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

"Since you're here, let's talk about it. Anyway, I'm going to meet you one by one. You are the crown prince. If you don't come, I feel that I gave birth to your son in vain."

There was a bit of ridicule in these few words, so Fu Hong took this opportunity to speak out his thoughts boldly, "Father, I think this year is not a good time to attack Jin. I know you want Conquering the Jin Dynasty, I was lucky enough to be by my side on the night when Prime Minister Wang passed away. I understood what he said. Father, you should understand that Prime Minister Wang’s last words did not mean that the Jin Dynasty should not be conquered. He was just warning you not to act too hastily. Haste makes waste."

"Oh, did the prince understand Jing Lue's last words?"

"The Jin Dynasty should be cut down. It is precisely because the Sima clan crossed the south and abandoned the Han people and the people of all ethnic groups in the world, causing the land of China to fall into pieces. Your wise and powerful father, the emperor, brought the north back into unity. Presumably no one is right. You don’t want to unify and go to war, so, compared to the little emperor Sima Yao who lives in the stone city, father, you are a holy master.”

"Is this the purpose of your coming today? You said these words?" Fu Jian was in disbelief.

"No, but before this, I want to say, and I must say, that it is precisely because the father is the Holy Lord that the Holy Lord has the mind. The sea is full of rivers, and everyone's advice can be listened to."

Fu Jian looked at the serious son in front of him.

He had never been so solemn.

"Strive to accumulate millet to wait for the tyrant." He bit down every single word.

This is the essence of Fu Hong's persuasion to Fu Jian.

It is also the real purpose of his visit today.

"The Jin Dynasty should be punished, but not at this time. The last words of Prime Minister Wang said that although the Jin Dynasty is declining, it is still orthodox. Although Sima Yao is young, he is assisted by Xie An and Huan Chong. Jiji, what I want to do is not to use all the power of the country to crusade, but to continue to resume production and develop the northern economy, and when natural disasters and man-made disasters befall Sima, that is the day when we will crusade across the country."

"Based on this, the person who did this is not I, but you, Prince Fu Hong."

"My son doesn't want to take credit from my father."

Fu Jian said, "Then what do you mean by what you said just now? You have to do what I can't do. I shouldn't attack Jin, you should."

Fu Hongteng knelt down on both knees, bent over and kowtowed, "Father, this is not what I mean."

"Continuing wars will exhaust even the most powerful country. Since my father destroyed Yan, he has successively attacked Qiuchi, Liang, and Dai. In addition to the previous Zhang Yu Rebellion, the Siege of Xiangyang, and the Battle of Huainan, he conquered the Western Regions Another [-] soldiers were sent, and the soldiers were not on the front line for a single day. Huainan was defeated. Not this year."

"Okay, then tell me, when can it be?"

Now that Fu Hong was solemnly discussing military and political affairs with himself, Fu Jian also became serious.

"You said, what is a good opportunity?"

Fu Hong couldn't utter the words when he got to his lips, because the words that were suffocated in his mouth were exactly, "Father, you are not a good time when you are in power."

He absolutely can't say that.

But Fu Jian spoke out for him, "I know, what you want to say is that even a day in my reign is not a good opportunity."

Fu Hong was terrified. He rubbed his forehead against the ground, and blood was wiped out after a while. Fu Jian understood what was going on in his heart. He didn't have any thoughts.

"I ask you, can you control Murong Chui, Murong Wei, Zhang Tianxi, Yao Chang, Yang Ding, Yang An, Liu Kuren, Liu Weichen, and even that 12-year-old Tuoba Gui?"

Fu Hong didn't dare to raise his head, so Fu Jian lifted his chin with his hand, and shot his narrow eyes, "Say it."

Fu Hong shook his head blankly. What he wanted to say was not that he couldn't suppress these people, but that he didn't understand the meaning of Fu Jian's words.

"Do you think I don't want to kill them? Do you think I'm asking for your name? Do you think I'm so happy and like fighting every day?"

By saying these words, it already means that he has answered the questions he raised, and he doesn't want to think about any of them.

"I want one family in the world, I want everyone to respect me as a father, and everyone lives in prosperity and peace, without war and separation. If I destroy the Yan Kingdom and kill Murong Wei, these Murong clans will create countless new ones." Murong Wei, as long as Murong Wei is not dead, no one in the Murong family will dare to act rashly. Don't I want to kill Yao Chang? Don't I know he is a rascal? But there are hundreds of thousands of Qiang people in Daqin, and I can kill them all. Kill him? Do you think I want to save the life of that boy Tuoba Gui? If a small one dies, the Tuoba tribe will produce a big tribal leader. How could Liu Kuren guard the Tuoba tribe loyally? And the Dugu Ministry, how can they restrain each other with Liu Weichen? Zhang Tianxi? He looks weak and obedient, but he is a Han. Only Yang Ding treats me sincerely, because he has become my son-in-law. Qiu Chi is a branch of our Di people. Daqin has a population of 700 million, Han people have 300 million, and our Di people have only 100 million. The remaining 300 million are Huns, Xianbei, Qiang, and Jie people. If I destroy their country, can they not hate me? But I don’t care, because after all, there are still 300 million Han people. But I didn't really get them, they were all waiting and watching to see when I would fall to the altar, because of the existence of Sima Yao, these 300 million people were in Cao Ying and their hearts were in Han. On the earth, there can only be one orthodoxy forever. Say, is it Zhen? You may not be able to tell clearly, because I can’t even tell. As Jing Lue said, this orthodoxy is not Zhen, it is Sima Yao, it is that The 21-year-old little emperor, just because he is Han Chinese."

He said these words with grief, indignation and generosity, and Fu Hong was really stunned, as if there were countless clouds and fog in his brain.

He was speechless for a while, and finally he could only say a word of comfort, "Father, they will all die."

Fu Jian smiled, "Yes, they will all die, and I will die too, maybe, I will die before them."

So, how can Fu Hong continue to persuade him?

Once Fu Jian dies, can Fu Hong ascend the throne logically?Once he ascends the throne, can he handle these ethnic conflicts in Daqin?

In fact, Fu Hong may have misunderstood Wang Meng's last words.

Wang Meng's last words said that the Jin Dynasty was Zhengshuo and should not be crusaded.

Fu Jian can only be the lord of the northern kingdom, not the lord of the world.

So, how did the Jin Dynasty perish?Naturally, it rotted and died from the inside out, not by the hands of foreigners like the former Jin Dynasty.

Then, at that time, if Fu Qin still exists, he can rule the world.

The times make heroes, that's what it says.

Only by understanding the current situation can one become a real hero.

Otherwise, those who cannot see the situation clearly will eventually be destroyed by the current situation.

Fu Jian, pouring all the power of the whole country to crusade against the Jin Dynasty in a corner of Pian'an, was against the sky and against the trend of the times.

But what Fu Jian has to do has always been to go against the law, not follow the trend.

Fu Hong had nothing to say anymore, he walked out of the Mingguang Hall in a somewhat dejected manner, and Empress Xun went up to him, "Hong'er, how is it? Your father?"

Fu Hong didn't seem to hear, and passed by in a daze, Empress Xun grabbed his wrist, "Hong'er."

Fu Hong immediately woke up, but his eyes were dull, and he said blankly, "Mother, maybe, father is really right."

Empress Xun finally sighed.

In this world, she knew Fu Jian better than anyone else.

However, the persuasion after another has not come to an end, but has just begun.

Of course the crown prince is the leader of Fu Jian's relatives.

Next, it should be the people in the harem who were favored by Fu Jian, although the only person in the harem is Mrs. Zhang.

She was very solemn and majestic when she met her, dressed in court clothes, very heroic, Fu Jian liked her, and has always liked her very much, even when Murong Chong was in the Purple Palace, Fu Jian walked into Zhang Lingran's palace .

Fu Jian was in the Mingguang Palace, as if he was waiting for an old friend. He stared blankly at the bamboo in the palace garden, even though the bamboo hadn't sprouted yet.

Suddenly, a woman with exquisite figure came into sight. She came in a black court dress, her makeup was simple but grand, and when she got close, she saluted solemnly.

"Your Majesty, my concubine is here to pay my respects."

Fu Jian saw him, raised his hand, and signaled her not to be too polite.

"You came."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the concubine is here."

"So, what is your reason for coming today? If you are like the courtiers and princes, I may disappoint you, because no one can refute me."

Zhang Lingran smiled slightly, "Your Majesty, you are right, because you are the ruler and the concubine is the minister, since ancient times there is no reason for the minister to argue with the emperor, but it is precisely because the concubine is the minister, so no matter what, the concubine will definitely remonstrate with the emperor. "

Fu Jian responded to her with a gentle smile. He stretched out his hand, took Zhang Lingran's hand, and walked into the hall together. Because there was a slight wind outside, and the fine hair on her forehead was blown. Jian's heart was moved, he couldn't bear the tormenting argument with the person he liked standing in the cool wind.

Mrs. Zhang knelt down, and after entering the hall, Fu Jian did not stop her.

As a result, the two really became the upper and lower positions of the monarch and his ministers. Mrs. Zhang is a woman, but no matter from today's makeup or behavior, she is not a woman who is ignorant of the world. Therefore, Fu Jian like her.

It's not as simple as a word of color for her to be favored by Fu Jian.

She cupped her hands and said seriously, "Your Majesty, although I am a woman, I know a little about the affairs of the world. I heard that the heaven and the earth nourish all things, and the sage king ruled the world by letting nature take its course, so nothing is impossible. The reason why the Yellow Emperor was able to tame the cows and horses was because he obeyed their instincts. The reason why Dayu was able to dredge the Jiuchuan and block the Jiuze was because he followed their terrain. The reason why Shang Tang, King Wu of Zhou was able to lead the people of the world to conquer Xia Jie and Shang Zhou was to comply with the wishes of the people of the world. It is all about success if you obey, and failure if you don’t. Now the government and the people say that the Jin Dynasty cannot be crusaded, but Your Majesty You insist on going your own way, I don't know what you obeyed?"

Every sentence she said was true, insightful, and sincere.

However, Fu Jian laughed after hearing this.

"I am determined to go my own way? Don't worry, maybe you will all follow me."

Zhang Lingran said, "I obey Your Majesty as I obey my husband, but it is just conforming to the general human relations."

"Okay, then tell me, what do you think I obeyed just now?"

Zhang Lingran said, "Your Majesty, please forgive my concubine's innocence."

"No matter how bold you say, I will forgive you."

"Your Majesty, you are welcome."

As soon as this remark came out, Fu Jian was stunned, his face suddenly changed, as if he had been hit by the words.

Zhang Lingran's face fell to the ground, but she didn't tremble a bit.

An awkward silence fell between the two.

Fu Jian looked down deeply at the woman kneeling in front of him, and seemed to feel that she was extremely tall, and never looked like a simple harem girl. Back then, under the help of the Empress Dowager Xun, she was Accepted as a side concubine, Empress Dowager Xun originally wanted to spread branches and leaves for the Fu family, because after all, Empress Xun and Fu Jian were related by blood, Zhang Lingran was a Han woman, but after so many years, Fu Rui was the only one beside Zhang Lingran Son, Empress Dowager Xun's original intention changed in the end, Fu Jian, he didn't think about Fu's descendants at all.

"I am compliant? Who do you think I am compliant?" Fu Jian asked back.

"Your Majesty follows his own heart."

Fu Jian shook his head gently, and used a strong posture to lift the chin of the kneeling person in a very frivolous manner, forcing her to look up at him, "I don't want to be compliant, I'm not willing to be compliant, I don't want to be compliant. Not going well."

There was a gleam of crystal tears in Zhang Lingran's eyes.

"If I'm right, the person sitting in this seat might be Fu Sheng, maybe his son, and you might become his, or maybe you've already died."

"A concubine will not obey anyone, except Your Majesty."

"If I obey, there would be no Daqin today, maybe it would have been destroyed by Huan Wen long ago, or it might have been Murong, Tuoba, no matter what kind of clan it is, there would be no Fu clan today."

"I tell you, what I want is never to follow the trend, but not to follow the trend." Fu Jian let go of her, and Mrs. Zhang immediately knocked her head heavily, and in an instant, tears flowed like rain, "Your Majesty, His Majesty."

Fu Jian turned his head resolutely, and no longer faced the kneeling person behind him, let Zhang Lingran cry to his heart's content, exhausted his tears.

Zhang Lingran still doesn't know him well enough.