Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Mingyue said that Fu Jian left the palace that night and didn't return all night, and there was no one to be found on the south bank. The princes in the palace were all anxious to pay New Year's greetings, and finally waited outside the Ganquan Palace for midnight, and left lonely.

Xuancheng smiled, "It's been five years since Murong Chong left. He has never favored any man in the past five years. He is a human being, not a saint. This is the best way. It's better to have a group of male pets as slaves than to favor only one man." It's good to talk about love, go find it, the more male pets you find, the better."

In the first month of 379 A.D., it has been almost a year since the battle of Xiangyang began. More and more people in the court were dissatisfied with Duke Changle. The memorials were sent to the palace. After a few days, all the officials did not receive a response, and some important officials began to write letters accusing Fu Jian of his fault. As usual, these memorials were sent to Xuancheng first, and he read them one by one. After carefully watching it, he finally decided to go to the palace.

But Fu Jian was not in the proclamation room, and the guards outside the hall also shook their heads with a dazed look on their faces, which shows that Fu Jian will be here for many days to deal with political affairs.

He walked westward along the path of the Xuanshi Palace, and his eyes fell on the Ganquan Palace surrounded by mountains and rivers. The phoenix trees were lush and the green bamboos were green, but there was a faint sound in his ears, a soft and weak tune, like an autumn day. It is like the withered and fallen leaves, which makes people feel sad.

Xuancheng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad, maybe he really criticized Fu Jian.

He loves his younger brother so much, it doesn't matter if he does something wrong, even if his younger brother refuses to obey, anyway, he is already dead, and everything in this world has nothing to do with him.

But Xuancheng is different, he originally admired the former Qin Xuanzhao Emperor, and he lamented for thousands of years, he should not force Fu Rong's resistance into his own consciousness, he should not feel pity for Fu Rong.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt relieved, he walked hurriedly, raised his legs and stepped into the steps outside the Ganquan Palace, the music and singing inside did not stop, he suddenly froze, Fu Jian ignored the state affairs these days, could it be that he was indulging in these things? Is the sound of malaise in it?

With some resentment in his chest, he kicked open the palace door, just about to reprimand, but he didn't expect that the scene in front of him made him dizzy and confused for a moment.

There are only two people entangled in the hall, one is the upper one, the other is the lower one, sitting on the top is a person with picturesque eyebrows, winking eyes like silk, disheveled robes, revealing white jade legs, sitting astride his legs On the body, the person under pressure is staring intently at the eyes of the person on the body, and the hand is still on the chest of the person on the body, and there is a bit of obscenity in the touch.

His body suddenly felt as if it had been set on fire, and it was a little hot. The tense strings in Xuancheng's heart were loosened in this scene. It turned out that he was really with someone... His mind went blank for a moment, and he forgot This is Fu Jian's bedroom, the emperor's bedroom can only be broken into.

"What are you doing?" Xuancheng reprimanded sharply.

He hurried to the two of them, and angrily scolded the disheveled man, "Get off."

He had met this person once before, and it was Hualan, a famous prostitute from the Hualan Building in Beicheng.

It turned out that Mingyue was right, Fu Jian went out of the palace to find flowers and ask willows.

And unscrupulously brought the man back to the palace.

Hualan's eyes were filled with horror, she got up from the man on the ground tremblingly, and stood aside in a daze.

"What do you want to do, do you dare to be disrespectful to the king? How courageous."

This sound made Hualan's body go limp immediately, and she fell to her knees, "Prince Yang Ping, forgive me, the villain didn't do it on purpose."

"Why are you scaring him like this? I told him to do it." Fu Jian slowly picked himself up from the ground, his clothes were also in a mess, Xuancheng stared at him coldly, the anger in his eyes was self-evident.

But Fu Jian helped the man who was kneeling on the ground, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, he doesn't dare to do anything to you."

After hearing this, Xuancheng sneered, "Yes, I am a minister and you are a king. Of course I dare not do anything to your people, but now someone not only wants to impeach your son, but also wants to attack you. How can you do that?" Can it be like this?"

Fu Jian said softly to Hualan, "You step back first." Hualan bowed to the two of them and walked out of the palace tremblingly.

Immediately, there was something embarrassing in the air, Xuancheng turned his head away, he couldn't bear to look into Fu Jian's eyes, let alone look at his disheveled robes.

After a while, he said quietly, "This is the reason why you ignore political affairs. You brought a man to the palace, did you pamper him?"

"No." Fu Jian said.

Xuancheng felt better and felt less suffocated.

"Is there no place for him to sit in such a big palace? Why should he sit on you?"

A half-unknown smile overflowed from the corner of Fu Jian's mouth, "I am the king of a country, and I asked him to do this."

Xuancheng stopped asking questions, and put aside this ambiguous topic, "Ministers are all writing to impeach Duke Changle. If you don't respond, their letter will be aimed at you. Shibi Chunqiu, there are two most terrifying things in this world. There are rumors in the market, and the second is the pen of this historian, there should be a story about Duke Changle."

"I have given him a sword."

"Duke Changle won't do what you want. He would rather fail than commit suicide. He is not as delicate as these princes in your palace."

"That means that the battle of Xiangyang will definitely win, why don't I wait any longer."

Xuancheng raised his voice and said, "Wait, can you wait? You can't even wait for a moment. How long will you have to wait for this year? You said, if he keeps spending like this, you have to wait ?"

"Wait, I'll keep waiting."

Xuancheng's eyes were still, and his whole body froze suddenly.

This sentence……

Deja Vu.

"I'm waiting for you."

"I have been waiting for you."……

But what's the use of waiting?He is not the real Yangping Duke Fu Rong.

Xuancheng sighed suddenly, "You don't have to wait any longer, within three months, Duke Changle's good news will definitely be sent back to Chang'an."

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In the middle of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival had just passed in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and the people were still caught in the festive atmosphere, especially in the south. Fu Pi took advantage of this opportunity to gather all kinds of troops to attack Xiangyang, and the food and grass in the city had already been exhausted. , Zhu Xu's defense of the city has gradually become a trend of decline.

The Jin Dynasty dispatched the champion general and Nanjun Prime Minister Liu Bo to lead [-] soldiers to rescue Xiangyang.

Liu Bo had just crossed the Yangtze River, but his troops did not move forward.

Fu Pi ordered Shi Yue, who was stationed in Fancheng, to lead [-] soldiers to attack Liu Bo. Liu Bo was afraid of the Qin soldiers and dared not respond to the enemy. The reinforcements from Xiangyang had not arrived for a long time, but Zhu Xu's fighting spirit was aroused. He led thousands of Qingqi out of the city to meet the enemy. defeated.

Fu Pi watched the battle, but did not punish the retreating soldiers.

Yang An said, "Now Liu Bo is afraid to move forward, Zhu Xu is guarding Xiangyang alone, the food and grass in the city have long been exhausted, the soldiers have complained a lot, and the generals are also talking about it. This is the best time to instigate rebellion. We secretly sent people into the city. As long as one or two of Zhu Xu's generals betray him, we can unite internally and externally to break Xiangyang, let General Long Xiang handle this matter, he is the best at talking."

Fu Pi agreed to him, so he sent Yao Chang into the city of Xiangyang as an ordinary citizen, and contacted Li Bohu, the general under Zhu Xu and the governor of Xiangyang. He sent his son to follow Yao Chang out of the city and into the Qin camp to show his loyalty, and promised to serve as an internal response in the city, unite internally and externally, and surrender Zhu Xu.

In the last ten days, Shi Yue defeated Liu Bo, and Liu Bo retreated to the south of the Yangtze River. Fu Pi concentrated all his troops to besiege Xiangyang with a total of more than 20. Returning from victory, Fu Pi smiled, watching the last joy of the enemy before defeat, he liked this feeling, the pleasure of trapping the opponent in a prison and manipulating the fate of others.

Wuwu day in February, this day, is a good day for the sun to rise, to ride the horse and whip, and to fight heartily.

The army carefully deployed by Fu Pi broke through Xiangyang in one fell swoop, and Li Bohu in the city turned against him and captured Zhu Xu, and sent him to the Qin camp.

Facing this formidable enemy who had racked his brains for a year, Fu Pi's benevolent heart inherited from his bones emerged.

He couldn't bear to kill this brave general on the battlefield. Yang Angouchang and other generals of the Di clan advised him to kill Zhu Xu, but Fu Pi shook his head, "Father is kind and generous. Full of the blood of the surrendered general, send him to Chang'an so that he can be taken care of."

It seems that this woman's heart will also be passed on. The Fu family was destroyed by their own woman's heart. In the past, Fu Jian's grandfather, the King of Qin, Fu Hong, was killed by his general because of his kindness and generosity. Poisoned to death, now Fu Jian is gentle and treats all those who surrendered leniently. His son Fu PI is a battle-hardened man who shouldn't have a benevolent heart, but he didn't expect that it took him a year to capture the city After that, he forgave his powerful enemy, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations, especially the Di clan headquarters that followed him.

The victory report was sent to Chang'an, Xuancheng was passed to Fu Jian, and Fu Jian said, "As you said, Xiangyang has been destroyed in less than three months."

"It's not that I anticipated the future, but that Lord Changle missed the opportunity to besiege and not attack for a year. Is this what you passed on to him? Why do you not attack when you surround others in a war? What's the reason for this?"

"You have wronged me. I have never issued an edict to him, asking him to besiege and not attack. Didn't you see it? Last time we were in Laojun Mountain, the letter sent by Hong'er, the strategy of Duke Changle You also agree, how can this be blamed on me?"

Xuancheng smiled bitterly, "That's right, I've read the letter of Lord Changle, Yang An's siege and not attack is right, but I didn't expect that it would drag on for a year. At that time, Huan Chong led [-] troops Sitting in the town of Shangming, it is only four or five hundred miles away from Xiangyang, but they will not save them. The military power of the Jin Dynasty is in the hands of these aristocratic families. Gain political capital for yourself, so the Huan clan will not save Xiangyang. Before you ordered Wei Hua to arrive in Xiangyang, Duke Changle had already occupied the outer city of Xiangyang, and he had more than a hundred ships in his hands, surrounding him like a railroad In the middle city, there is enough food and supplies, and Lord Changle has lost his way of transporting food and supplies. Zhu Xu has no support. Why didn’t he attack the inner city in time and besiege Xiangyang for three months? If the enemy has no support and is trapped in the rear, this is an attack I think it is feasible to besiege Xiangyang and break the city in half a year, but I don't understand, did Lord Changle sit down and chat with him for a year?"

"Imperial Brother really saw through the cause and effect of the Xiangyang siege at a glance, and analyzed it so logically, this rebellious son."

"What's the use of scolding him now? Didn't you give him a sword? Did you see him commit suicide?"

Fu Jian smiled, "Oh, yes, the deadline I gave him was this spring, and sure enough, he won."

Xuancheng said, "If Li Rou hadn't written a letter of impeachment, would you have sent someone to urge him so quickly? What have you been doing this year?"

"I'm with you." Fu Jian said.

Xuan Cheng immediately fell silent.

He was right, this year seemed a bit absurd, Fu Jian clearly issued a military order to Fu Pi to capture Xiangyang, but he himself took his precious brother to Laojun Mountain to spend time with wild cranes.

But this year, Xuancheng's life was extremely heartwarming.

So, he was tempted.