Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Climbing Laojun Mountain again, there are [-] steps, and the steps are like cliffs. Among the lofty mountains, there are wild flowers and herbs, with various styles, which is wonderful.

The two climbed to the middle of the mountain, and Xuancheng collapsed on the ground in one breath, as if his body fell apart, weakly grabbed a bunch of small purple flowers in the cracks of the stone steps, "This flower is called a violet, with erect stems and many branches. The base is slightly lignified, and the leaves are oblong to oblanceolate or spoon-shaped, clearing heat and detoxifying, whitening and removing freckles, moisturizing the skin, sweet and soothing the throat, it is a herbal medicine."

"What?" Fu Jian was at a loss.

"You asked, the last time you were here?" Xuancheng whispered.

Fu Jian immediately slapped himself, "My brain, do you remember, brother?"

Xuancheng threw away the violet branch in his hand, and did not recall the past with him.

But Fu Jian grabbed his hand, and before Xuancheng could react, he hugged him in his arms.

"Hey, you."

"Emperor Brother, I'll carry you up."

"Fu Jian, you." Xuancheng struggled to escape from his grasping hands, but he had no choice but to use too much force, and was finally carried on his back.

The back was too firm, and the skin was tightly pressed together. After a while, Xuancheng stretched out his arm and put it around Fu Jian's neck. He seemed to hear a vague laughter, which seemed to contain honey Generally sweet and greasy.

Wang Jia was not surprised that they would come here. There is a special world in the cave, flowers, birds, insects, and ancient books, as well as the folded and casually scattered notes that are being written.

"Didn't you finish editing a long time ago? Why is it so chaotic?" Fu Jian couldn't help frowning when he saw the messy things on the ground.

Wang Jia didn't look straight at him, he rested his chin in one hand, closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Xuancheng picked up a piece of paper densely written with words on the ground, "Is this the Supplementary Note?"

"Exactly, take a look, you will like it." When Fu Jian said this, he showed a strange smile.

Xuan Cheng pinched the pieces and looked at them carefully.

"Yao ascended the throne for 30 years. There was a giant chasm floating in the West Sea. There was a light on the chasm. The night was bright and the day was gone. The sea people looked at the light. It was big and small, like the moon and stars. The sky, which repeats itself in a cycle, is called the sun through the moon, and it is also called the hanging star. The feathered people perch on it, and the immortals wash it with dew, and the light of the sun and the moon seems to be dark. In the season of Yuxia, it is no longer remembered. The people of the sea can still pass on the greatness of their gods." After reading it silently, Xuancheng understood the profound meaning of Fu Jian's words just now.

He looked at Wang Jia with surprised eyes, "What is this? Guan Yuecha, Wang Jia, is your record true?"

Only then did Wang Jia open his eyes slightly, and immediately met the deep eyes projected by Shang Xuancheng, "You guys are here, how did you come? Did he lie to you that I have pear blossoms here? You were deceived by him again. "

Xuancheng's face darkened, and he didn't care much about his weird words, "Did there really be a flying saucer with lights that landed on the West Sea in the time of Emperor Yao? Why do I feel that your record is a bit advanced and absurd? "

"You do not believe?"

Wang Jia stood up from the stone bench, walked to Xuancheng, took the piece of paper in his hand, "It's true, you should have seen it before?"

Xuan Cheng just stared at him and shook his head, "I've never seen it before."

"Shouldn't it appear once in thousands of years?"

Xuancheng felt more and more nervous about him.

He wanted to throw away the other records in his hand, but Fu Jian caught them, "Don't throw it, don't throw it, just take a look."

"Ghost Shadow Sword?"

"Zhuanxu, the grandson of the emperor, when he was the leader of the tribal alliance, he had a weapon in his arms, the Ghost Shadow Sword. No one dares to follow it from all directions. The Ghost Shadow Sword can rise into the sky to punish those who are disobedient." Fu Jian frowned. "This is an artifact."

"What kind of magical weapon, it's nonsense." Xuancheng pulled the record in his hand, glanced at it, and sneered, "If there really is a ghost sword in this world, then why can't Zhuanxu live for a thousand years?"

"Isn't this written? When the ghost sword is not in use, it will be sealed in a wooden box, and it often makes the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon moaning."

"According to what you say, is that era too peaceful? Ghost Shadow Sword is not used often, so is it rusty? Absurd."

Wang Jia was not annoyed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Yangping should know whether such a weapon will exist after thousands of years."

Xuancheng immediately froze.

missile?If it is really as recorded by Wang Jia, the ghost shadow sword is a missile from the ancient times.

He dared not look at Wang Jia.

He knows too much.

4000 years ago, and more than 1000 years later, there seems to be nothing beyond his imagination.

"After the first emperor unified the six kingdoms, all the small neighboring countries came to court. Among them were the envoys of Wanqu Kingdom. The envoys of Wanqu Kingdom were different from ordinary people. They were ten feet tall and wore clothes made of bird and animal feathers. The wave boat can sail freely on the bottom of the water without worrying about water entering the bottom of the boat. When the first emperor talked with the envoy of Wanqu Kingdom, the envoy knew the whole process of the journey of the universe like the back of his hand, as if he had experienced it himself.” Wang Jia himself told a story.

Fu Jian laughed and said, "This is getting more and more interesting. What kind of ship can sail on the bottom of the sea without getting into the water."

Xuan Cheng answered, "Nuclear submarine."

"However, I can tell you that it's impossible. If Wanqu Kingdom entered Qin Dynasty on a submarine, it would definitely be recorded in the historical records. Therefore, I don't believe what is written on it."

"I believe."

"I believe what Wang Jia wrote." He added.

Xuancheng glared at him, "Why do you believe him, don't you know what he did? He disrespected your brother."

Fu Jian quickly took his hand, examined his whole body, "What did he do, why did he disrespect you? I will punish him, death penalty."

Xuancheng said solemnly, "He moved this body."

Fu Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Jia casually picked up the scattered pieces on the ground, "If you want to show your affection, please go out and show it. I'm single, so don't envy my eyes."

Fu Jian said, "He is right, let's go, let's go out."

Before Xuancheng spoke, he was dragged out of the cave. On the top of the mountain, there was a vast expanse of space. A gust of cool wind blew from the southeast. Fu Jian stood in front of Xuancheng, but pointed his finger at the side of Laojun Mountain, " Look, isn’t there pear blossoms there? How could it be considered a lie to you.”

Looking in the direction of his finger, sure enough, among the grassy plains, snow-white petals hang all over the branches, like snow waves on the river, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of pear blossoms, which is tangy and extremely elegant.

In the sea of ​​pear blossoms, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and all things are revived. Luoyang has long known.

"I know the deep meaning of your coming to Luoyang." At some point, Wang Jia's voice sounded from behind.

Wang Jia walked towards the vast white sea of ​​flowers, Fu Jian pulled Xuancheng to follow and stood behind him.

"Your Majesty, I can't agree to this matter. Lord Yangping has already said it. I'm disrespectful to him. I can't move this body anymore."

"You have to do this. Only you can do this."

Xuancheng listened in a daze, as if in a fog.

Fu Jian approached Wang Jia's body, and whispered something that Xuancheng didn't know. After a while, Wang Jia turned around, and Xuancheng's bewildered eyes just met him. Suddenly his eyes that penetrated into the sea of ​​smoke The black eyes turned into a red light and came directly, Xuancheng was injured by that red light all of a sudden, his body felt light and light in an instant, as if between clouds and mist, his consciousness finally became blurred...

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At the beginning of April, Fu Pi's army still hadn't captured Xiangyang City, and Xiangyang City seemed to be a rotten city. The city wall had been knocked out with holes of all sizes, and the walls were broken, and there was no grass growing.

Qin army barracks.

The chief inspector of the Chinese military account.

Two tall banners were erected on both sides of the military tent, on which the three characters of Chang Le Gong fluttered in the wind impressively.

In the military tent, there are upper and lower ranks. The upper rank is the residence where the commander sits and presides over military meetings. The lower rank is divided into left and right sides.

The man sitting next to the head coach was handsome, his eyes fixed on the people in the tent, he was young, but his brows were so tight that everyone in the tent dared not speak out for a while.

Still silent for a while, he slapped the few cases in front of him, "Why, still can't make up your mind? I don't think you should make a fool of yourself here, so as not to be despised. It's been a few days, a little The small city of Xiangyang cannot be captured yet."

It was Fu Pi.

Great Qin Changle Duke.

The commander-in-chief of the siege of Xiangyang, the governor.

"Talk, why don't you talk? I have issued a military order a long time ago. I can't attack Xiangyang City within three days. I will not be pardoned. It will be ten days. How many of your heads can withstand the chopping? Murong Wei, tell me .”

Murong Wei has always been timid, and he was even more trembling when he was suddenly nominated, "Mr. Changle, my subordinates are... incompetent."

"Incapable, okay, I think it's because your skin is not thick enough, come here, pull Murong Wei out, and use the staff to punish the twenty army sticks."

"Duke Changle, please calm down, Duke Changle." Murong Wei repeatedly begged for mercy.

"Pull away." The soldiers entered the tent, Fu Pi waved his hands, not looking at the man who kowtowed on the soft ground and begged for mercy.

After a while, there were screams outside, once, twice...

Fu Pi said indignantly, "If it wasn't for the sake of my father, I would have killed this incompetent thing long ago. A subjugated king can still enjoy his success."

Gou Chang, the other lieutenant next to Fu Pi, stood up and persuaded, "Mr. Changle, after all Murong Wei is a person favored by His Majesty, and he has a title, so it is better to take it back and forgive him, lest His Majesty ask questions and it is difficult to answer. "

"I think you also want to be punished? I think you are the general of my Di clan, so I won't beat you and step back."

Yang An is a veteran of the Great Qin Dynasty who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He sat upright with a serious face, but didn't say a word.

"General Right? Let's talk about it, what's your plan?"

Yang An coughed softly, "Mr. Changle, Mr. Yang is also incompetent, unable to relieve Duke Changle's worries."

"In my opinion, General You probably doesn't want to talk about it? Do you have prejudice against me?"

"My subordinates dare not."

Fu Pi said, "Based on the experience in the battlefield, I am indeed not as good as you, but I am the eldest son of my father, Duke Changle of the Great Qin Dynasty. This trip is an imperial edict from my father. It doesn't matter if you are against me or have prejudice against me. This war has to be fought, how to fight, and how long it will be fought is not up to me alone, but I have issued a military order in front of the emperor, and it is bound to be captured within a month Xiangyang City, it has been more than half a month since the total of ten days before and after, and the city and pool are still not broken, and the outer city of Xiangyang is still not broken, let alone the middle city and inner city. This military order has become a death edict. But I am a prince, will father kill me? You are different, how many generals Daqin has, you know better than me."

When the words fell to the ground, everyone took a deep breath. Fu Pi was threatening them, but his words were not harsh.