Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

When he finally reached the top of the mountain due to exhaustion and weakness, there was a vast expanse, the air was filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and there were traces of fragrance. He followed the direction of the fragrance, and the place he saw was as white as snow. Before he could blink, a leaf of pear blossom floated down and hit his eyelashes. Fu Hong raised his hand and wiped it away gently. At the moment when his eyes fell forward, a picture quietly came into view .

It's wonderful.

Under the thousands of pear trees, the snow is falling like a sea. The two are sitting with their backs. They are leaning against each other. The black hair on their shoulders is not bundled up, and it hangs neatly on their chests. , They didn't say a word, just sat like this, looking where...

Even if he was disturbed by the pear blossoms everywhere, Fu Hong would not admit that it was his father.

The person leaning against each other and sitting quietly in the courtyard is his uncle.

Fu Hong felt very sad. For some reason, he should be happy for such a picturesque scene. His father and uncle are both his elders. It is common for them to travel together.

But Fu Hong just couldn't deceive his heart.

He was in a panic.

So, he was just stunned for a moment, then went up to disturb.

He walked up to the two of them, bowed slightly, and said, "Fu Hong pays homage to father and uncle."

Fu Hong has no eye disease.

The people sitting quietly with their backs under the pear tree were Fu Jian and his younger brother.

"Hong'er? It's you? Why are you here?"

Fu Jian was startled immediately, and Xuancheng was also stunned. He immediately got up from the ground, with a slight warmth on his face, "Hong'er, you're here."

Fu Hong was already very friendly to him, but it was a bit embarrassing to meet him like this today. Fu Hong's face darkened for a while, "Uncle Emperor, don't you know about the battle ahead?"

"Speak up if you have something to say, whoever listens to your words with thorns in them." Fu Jian reprimanded.

"Father, the son is not targeting anyone. My brother has sent a letter. The matter in Xiangyang has changed."

Hearing that it was about Xiangyang, Fu Jian's expression also changed. He frowned slightly, "What's wrong? It's been a month since Duke Changle issued a military order to me. Tell me, what happened?"

"Father, my brother sent a letter saying that we have been besieging Xiangyang for a long time and can't take it down for a long time. General You and all the generals suggested that we cease fighting and cease fighting."

"I'm X." Fu Jian was really angry, he cursed out half of it but took back half of it, but Xuan Cheng held his hand, the palm of his hand had the deep meaning from the other party, Fu Jian said, " What's the matter? Is Duke Changle going to die in violation of the order? How can the siege of Xiangyang be stopped? This is a war with no way out. If you send a letter to him, if you don't capture Xiangyang, you will never come back again. .”

"Father, that's not what my brother meant. My brother didn't mean to give up Xiangyang. It's just that the right generals and the others suggested that we continue to confront the Jin army. We don't need to send a single soldier. When the urns in Xiangyang are exhausted and the mountains and rivers are exhausted, we will be able to do so." The best time for our army to attack is just afraid that it will take a long time."

"How long has it been? Did he make it clear? Did you see clearly? Three months, half a year, or a year?" Fu Jian asked.

Xuancheng said, "Subjugate the army without fighting. The right general has a long-term strategy. Our army is strong and strong, with sufficient food and supplies. The Jin army is small. Zhu Xu guards Xiangyang alone. One day the city will be destroyed. But, this It will really take a long time once, if we forcefully fight against the Jin army, both sides will suffer, from the ratio of the number of people participating in the battle, our army's casualties will be the same as the Jin army's."

Fu Jian's face brightened slightly, and he held Xuancheng's hand, "Zhu Xu will surrender, and Xiangyang will also be destroyed, right? You know it."

"Yes, I know, they are all yours."

Fu Hong asked for instructions, "How should I reply to my brother's letter? I also ask my father to make a clear decision."

Fu Jian thought about it for a while, and said, "You can answer Lord Chang Le, just follow the advice of the right general and the others, don't rush to attack, just wait."

"Father? My son is worried. If the Jin army is exhausted like this, will the Jin Dynasty reinforce Xiangyang?"

"Now that Xiangyang is surrounded by our army, it is difficult for Zhu Xu to move even an inch, not to mention the barrier of Fancheng. Even if the Jin army sends reinforcements, our army can still fight Jin in Fancheng. The Jin Dynasty has less than 30 troops, all of which are in the hands of the family. Here, the real royal family can mobilize less than [-] troops, and generals can only build begging troops. The Jin Dynasty does not allow the begging army to cross the river, and these people are unwilling to work hard for the Jin Dynasty. Xie An ordered Xie Xuan to train troops in Jingkou In less than two years, the southward refugees are the main ones. How many people can there be? Who is willing to wander across the river without enough food and clothing? The Jin Dynasty's own internal affairs are overwhelmed. , can only watch Xiangyang fall into my Qin, it's just time, we can afford to wait." Xuancheng said.

Indeed, as he said, there were too many domestic affairs in the Jin Dynasty, the four major families fought openly and secretly, each family had its own ghosts, military generals continued to kill and attack, and the Sima family was suspicious of military people, so the begging army could not cross the river, and it was difficult to serve loyally. They worked hard, Xie Xuan had only trained soldiers for a year or two, once he left Jingkou, the fragile Jin Dynasty soldiers would be burnt to the ground and fall short of success, that's why Xuancheng so vowed to guarantee the end of the Xiangyang siege.

However, Fu Jian wanted to go south with all his heart, he had such a great ideal, his heart was so big, so urgent, and the small siege of Xiangyang would make him wait so long, Xuancheng couldn't help feeling sad.

"That's it, Fu Hong, do you hear me? Let's do it."

But Fu Hong stayed in place all the time.

"Not leaving yet?"

"Father?" Fu Hong didn't know how to speak, he hesitated, "You..."

"Are you stuttering? It takes so long to hold back a sentence?"

"Father, you shouldn't stay here, and I hope that Father will put state affairs first."

Fu Jian froze for a moment, then smiled, "You speak decently, like what a prince should say, but in the royal family, family affairs are also state affairs. I will not let go of state affairs. You are still the prince. The prince can win the whole country. Do you support him? But you won’t be a prince in the future, so go ahead and do it.”

Xuancheng thought in his heart that only Fu Jian, a scoundrel, could take it for granted that he ignored the government.

Fu Hong was still unwilling to leave, as if his feet were sucked by something, he couldn't move away no matter what.

"Are you trying to show your filial piety if you don't leave? If that's the case, well, from now on, you will be in charge of the East Chef of Laojunshan, and cook."

Fu Hong opened his mouth wide, "Yeah."

He can't cook.

Fu Hong stood there for a long time, and finally bowed to the two of them, "I bid farewell, I hope my father and uncle will take good care of me."

He turned and left, Xuancheng called out, "Hong'er."

Fu Hong's body was fixed not far away.

"Hong'er." Xuancheng didn't know what to say for a while, after thinking for a while, he said, "Go."

Fu Hong immediately left without stopping.

Xuancheng asked Fu Jian, "Can you really afford to wait?"

"I'll wait no matter how long."

"I'm talking about Xiangyang."

"Although I wanted to curse so much, I almost cursed just now, but you stopped me. Indeed, I didn't expect that a small Xiangyang would be so troublesome. It is true that Lord Changle boasted, but After all, he is my son, as long as Xiangyang is destroyed, no matter what the crime is, brother, you said, Xiangyang will definitely be taken, and I can wait, no matter how long."

"Okay." Xuancheng responded to him with simple words.

Therefore, Fu Jian still did not return to Chang'an, and he and his younger brother really lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes in the world. Wang Jia chattered endlessly in their ears all day long, saying that there was not enough food in Laojun Mountain, and then that there was no food on the mountain. Where they sleep, they are doves occupying magpies' nests.

Xuancheng joked, "Are you a magpie?"

"It's almost summer, lay on the floor to cool off." Xuancheng explained again.

"Okay, then my noble Lord Yangping, you come to lay the floor, and I will sleep on the couch."

Xuancheng protected herself with her hands, "That's not allowed, I won't allow it, and neither will my brother."

Wang Jia laughed loudly, "Mr. Yang Ping, you look like a little lady."

Fu Jian took the words, "That's my little lady too, it has nothing to do with you, you'd better shut up."

Wang Jia cried out, "Oh my god, you guys go away quickly, and join forces to bully me, what is the law of heaven?"

At night, it was the most embarrassing but also the happiest moment. The three of them could chat endlessly in the cave. Fu Jian was particularly interested in the records in Wang Jia's Supplements, and pestered Wang Jia to tell him stories. Xuancheng curled his lips, "Isn't it something unusual? It's all his wild imagination."

"You have to have a brain to think wildly, don't you come and try it?"

Xuancheng shut up.

He has no brains.

But Fu Jian boldly added plots to Wang Jia's already written story, "Look, I think the story of the first emperor can be changed. For example, the first emperor reached an agreement with the Wanqu country. The Wanqu country helped the first emperor build an underwater palace, and the first emperor helped the Wanqu country. The tribe migrated to live on the ground, so that the people on the ground can communicate with the people on the ground at any time. Maybe the first emperor will not die. We can still see him now. Isn’t that good? When you write a story, you must write a beautiful one. The ending, otherwise it would be so sad."

Wang Jia laughed and said, "Your Majesty is someone who doesn't understand stories. All the stories in this world are predetermined by the heavens. There is only one final outcome for all things in the world, and that is tragedy."

"I don't think you're right. Who doesn't like a good story? Why do you want people to read a sad ending?"

"Maybe it's because the sky is too lonely. He needs everyone in this world to accompany him in the end. Therefore, everything and everyone in the world will eventually turn into a pile of loess. He likes tragedies, he doesn't want too many comedies in the world."

Xuancheng said, "Brother, what he said is right, everyone will go to tragedy."

Fu Jian just didn't want him to say it, so he covered his mouth lightly, and looked at him with loving and protective eyes, "You won't."

Wang Jia became truly lonely that night, because Fu Jian hugged Xuancheng all night, and Wang Jia slept on the ground alone, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.