Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

When Xuancheng arrived at the Mingguang Hall, he saw the man sitting on the steps outside the hall. He supported his chin with one hand, and seemed to be meditating. The cool breeze outside the hall gently fluttered his hair. Xuancheng walked forward , sat side by side with him.

"Why? I thought you would be ruthless, but you are not a ruthless person."

Lian Chengyi smiled brightly, "Really? Lord Yangping can even see this, so guess who I have feelings for?"

"I can't guess this. Even a person as beautiful and unparalleled as Young Master, everyone will be moved when they see it."

"It was your idea?"

Xuancheng knew what he was talking about, he didn't dare to lie to Lian Taiyi, so he nodded.

"You are for Duke Pingyuan?"

Xuancheng nodded.

Lian Taiyi smiled, "Actually, you misunderstood, I have nothing to do with him."

"I trust my eyes."

"Maybe what you see in your eyes is prejudice? You think everyone is like His Majesty and Murong Chong, but it's not true. It's the nerve in your heart that is at work. Maybe it's true that two beautiful men get together. It's pure friendship."

"Really? Maybe you're right, but I still can't let you have any relationship with Hui'er. You told him about Murong Chong."

The smile on Lian Taiyi's face suddenly stopped.

"I heard your conversation that night. You were partial to the Murong clan in your heart. Although you thought Brother Huang was a good man, you also thought Murong Chong was a poor man. What's more, he had an extraordinary contact with you. You forgave him for something that hurt you. I don’t think this is a good thing. You will tell Hui’er that the hatred between my Fu clan and the Murong clan can no longer be repaired. They will all be involved in the hatred with the Murong clan."

After Lian Taiyi listened, he hooked his lips into a half smile, "You see me that way?" He giggled, "So you see me that way?"

There was something moist in his eyes, and Xuancheng was worried immediately, and he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I said too much." He was going to wipe the things from the corners of his eyes for him, and even knocked off the clothes He took his hand, "No, I said it a long time ago, don't need to say that."

Xuancheng was extremely remorseful, how could he say that?He slapped himself hard, and Lian Taiyi grabbed his hand and said, "Don't doubt me anymore, okay? My heart for you is like the bright moon. I never thought of provoking Fu." For the enmity with Murong's clan, I just told Lord Pingyuan that Murong Chong is a pitiful person, and if there is such a day, I only ask him to spare Murong Chong's life."

"I know, don't talk about Murong Chong anymore. This person has nothing to do with us anymore, and nothing to do with us in the future. It's my selfishness and my prejudice. I just don't want to see the death of Brother Buhuang, the descendant of the Fu family, with my own eyes. Back road, you are innocent."

Lian Taiyi smiled, this time his smile was still bright and cheerful.

In the middle of March, Fu Lang came to say goodbye.

Fu Jian finally let his nephew go. Fu Lang was about to leave Chang'an and go to Qingzhou to take up the post. He seemed to stay for too long.

Fu Jian gave Fu Lang a lot of power this time. He appointed Fu Lang as envoy, the governor of Qing, Xu, and Yan prefectures, the general of Zhendong, and the governor of Qingzhou, which is equivalent to all the counties on the eastern frontier of Daqin Handed it over to his nephew.

Fu Hui said that he didn't want Fu's royal relatives to leave Chang'an, but Fu Jian was different. He seemed to really have enmity with his clansmen as Xuancheng said, and always put his relatives and clansmen outside. Go to the frontier.

He trusted Fu Lang so much, even though he knew that he and Fu Lang had revenge for killing his father.

The day when Fu Lang came to see him was not a very good day. There were sporadic raindrops floating in the sky, the sky was gloomy, and the cool wind was blowing. Fu Jian met him outside Ganquan Palace. Chengyi, Prince Fu Hong, Pingyuan Gong Fu Hui, Zhongshan Gong Fu Xian, Taoist priest Chun Zhanzhi in white, and monk Shi Dao'an in plain clothes.

For some reason, Xuancheng thought in a daze that this was a farewell, a farewell that they would never see each other again.

Just like the battle in Yuanchuangu that year, Fu Luo was killed by his own Canglong sword.

The Fu clan also had a moment of disintegration.

Fu Lang bowed down first, and he bowed respectfully to Fu Jian three times, then raised his head and looked at the humanity in front of him, "Fu Lang is leaving this trip, I don't know when I will see you again, Although I have too much sadness in my heart, as your majesty's nephew and courtier, only by spreading your majesty's kindness to all states and counties can I live up to being a descendant of the Fu family."

Fu Jian helped him up, looked at him with relief and said, "I believe in you, you are right, you have sadness in your heart, how can I bear it, but I have to do this after all, I have to send my Fu The children are entrusted to the border states and counties, Langer, do you understand?"

Everyone heard it sadly, just like the song that Zhao Zheng sang that year when Fu Jian entrusted the children of the Fu family and the Di people to go to the frontier, and the Duke of Changle, Fu PI, led three thousand households to guard the city of Ye.

Xuancheng only hoped that none of these ballads would come true.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, my nephew will definitely guard Qingzhou well and live up to His Majesty's entrustment."

Fu Jian nodded with a smile.

Everyone came forward to bid farewell to Fu Lang.

Xuancheng always felt that this was a sad farewell scene, even more sad than Fu Pi's leaving scene, maybe it was Fu Lang's identity, he was Fu Luo's son, but he didn't blame Fu Jian for killing him Father, he is also the only person in the Fu clan who has integrated foreign blood. His success or failure seems to indicate the success or failure of the Fu clan's integration with foreign races.

Fu Hui especially liked this cousin of his own, his soft eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness, and the person holding Fu Lang was always chanting, "Brother Lang."

Fu Lang smiled and hugged him.

Finally, Fu Lang knelt down again, and when he got up, he looked at the people in front of him who were seeing him off, and turned his head to leave.

The rain has stopped and the sun has come out. I think the weather will not be too bad today.

However, the crowd did not disperse, they gathered around Fu Jian, Fu Jian was puzzled, "Everyone, what are you doing?"

Because all the people present except Xuancheng and Lian Chengyi knelt down and bowed down.

Fu Jian became more and more confused.

"Please Your Majesty not to attack Jin."

It turned out that this was the case, Fu Jian looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and gradually understood that it turned out to be collusion, it turned out that his son's relatives and friends had colluded to persuade him.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his heart was blocked.

Finally, he said tremblingly, "Okay, okay."

"My dear sons."

He pointed at the kneeling people one by one with his hand, "Prince, do you have anything else to say to me? I don't think I need to say it, can you argue better than me? Lord Pingyuan, my good son, you I haven’t said anything yet, okay, I’m giving you this chance, come today, Mr. Zhongshan, you’re too young, have you finished your studies? Have you read all the words? Dao’an, I thought you understood me, You don't get involved in political affairs, why are you with my sons today, okay, if that's the case, come one by one."

"Imperial brother, you wait here, Lord Pingyuan, come in for me."

Does Fu Jian really want to fight with others?He has defeated his younger brother, his crown prince, his wife, and several sons. Does he want to argue one by one?But what's the point?In order to gain a voice of support, he did not hesitate to oppose his relatives.

Looking at their backs as they entered the palace, Xuancheng felt very sad.

But he still smiled and said to Fu Hong, "Is this your idea again? You seem to be very confident that you can persuade Brother Huang?"

Fu Hong said to him coldly, "Even if I can't be persuaded, I can still make a difference as the Prince of Qin, unlike some people, don't you think so? My good uncle." He sarcastically said the last sentence The tone made Xuancheng suddenly startled.

In his eyes, he and he are not of the same mind?

Startled for a moment, Xuancheng said, "You are right."

"Not as good as you, Uncle Huang, hum." Fu Hong snorted coldly, turned his head away, and didn't even bother to look at his Uncle Huang, he went to talk to his younger brother Fu Xian.

Lian Taiyi comforted, "He doesn't understand you, you won't care, right? Someone will understand, your brother, he will always have one heart with you."

Xuancheng smiled wryly, "Hong'er is a good boy, what he sees is always right, in his eyes, I am not a good emperor's uncle, nor a good emperor's younger brother."

"Don't say that."