Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Time passed quickly, and they all grew up in the blink of an eye, and the young boy could finally gallop on the grassland. His elder brother Wenyu had always been brave and powerful, and he had never been defeated when he followed his father. Waiting for his brother Wenyu.

How long does it take to grow up?When will it grow up?He has grown up for so long, why hasn't his elder brother Wenyu come to marry him?

The young boy curled up in a snow-covered cave by himself. He ran away from home, and his father was lying to him. In fact, their people still believed in consanguineous marriage. They never intermarried with outsiders, just to maintain their pure blood. But his elder brother clearly promised it himself.

On that day, he spent the night alone in the cave, but neither his father nor his elder brother found him.

It took some time for him to know that their father and king had assisted his uncle in the war. It didn't take long for them to live in Chang'an, and their clansmen also entered the Guanzhong Plain.

Later, his elder brother came and apologized to him. His elder brother Wen Yu was going to get married, which was arranged by their father, king and mother concubine, who was their cousin.

"Brother, do you still believe me?"

The young boy was silent.

"What I told you will not change. What has changed is our clan and our Fu family. They are all powerful. Uncle became emperor, father became prime minister, and I became the eldest son. Uncle stayed behind. I'm in the palace, I can't get out, but I haven't forgotten you, brother, I haven't seen you for so many days, have you forgotten me?"

The little boy didn't answer, and his brother Wenyu complained to himself in pain, "I'm sorry for you, brother, forget me, forget what I said."

At this time, the young boy grabbed his hand, and forced him with a pair of cold eyes, "Brother Wenyu, how could I forget you, how could you forget me, you are so cruel."

His always weak and gentle brother finally cried out to him, "Brother Wenyu, how could you make me forget you, you, you..."

"Brother, brother." He hugged his younger brother who was crying and shouting at him, and wrapped him tightly in his arms, wishing to crush him into his own body. His own flesh and blood, he wants it, and there is not a day that he doesn't want to.

The little boy was tired, he was lying in his brother's arms exhausted, listening to the strong heartbeat, he clenched his teeth.

"Father, tell me." One day, the young boy rushed into his father's room. His father is now the prime minister of Daqin, and he is busy with government affairs, so they rarely meet each other. The father returned to the mansion late at night, this time, he didn't listen to his mother and concubine and went to bed early, he stopped his father.

He was a heroic and elegant man, and everyone praised him for his humble attitude, universal love for the people, and extraordinary strategy. Their father, the current Prime Minister of the Great Qin Dynasty, Fu Xiong.

He turned around slightly, and his young son stood in front of him, his eyes were full of rebelliousness and stubbornness, his face was cold, he smiled, "It's you boy, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

"Father, tell me, don't our clansmen believe in civil marriage anymore?"

Fu Xiong was a little surprised, he frowned, "Why do you ask such a question." He turned around, his back to his son.

"Father, since they don't believe in conjugal marriage anymore, why do you want your brother to marry your cousin? Is this what you want to be prosperous?"

"Bold, is that something you can say?"

After a while, he seemed to feel a little harsh towards his son, so he turned around and faced his son again, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Go to sleep, these are not what you want thing."

"Father, tell me, will you?" the little boy begged.

After all, Fu Xiong sighed. He stroked the cheek of his son standing in front of him, and said earnestly, "Now that we have entered Chang'an, this is the capital of a millennium king. We are no longer the nomads on the grassland. We need to change customs, change the system, and Sinicize. We must abandon the old customs of our Di tribe. Do you understand? Why is the population of our tribe dying, while other tribes are thriving? That is why we have always practiced the blood relationship within the tribe. Marriage, we want all clan members to have pure blood, we think it is right, but in fact it is wrong, all are wrong, we want to intermarry with outside clansmen, and you are the same, when you become an adult in the future, you want to marry outsiders Girl, do you understand?"

The little boy shook his head, "I don't understand."

"Since it's wrong, then the in-laws you set for Brother Wenyu are also wrong, right?"

Fu Xiong shook his head, "You don't understand now, you will understand when you grow up, don't ask these questions, okay, father is tired, you should go to bed earlier." He let go of his son's face, deeply Looking deeply at Chi Chen in those shallow eyes, he walked into the inner room.

The young boy watched the tall figure gradually move away from him. He remembered that his father said that blood marriage is wrong, so his brother Wenyu lied to him.

"Did I lie to you?" After an unknown amount of time, Fu Jian's voice rang in his ears.

Xuancheng said in a low voice, "I don't know, maybe you lied to me then." He propped up his limp body, and restlessly groped the body of the person below him with his hands, from the chest all the way up, staying On the shoulders, then up, and finally in his hair, which he stroked gently and tenderly.

"But my father said it was wrong. I always thought it was wrong. You were lying to me. You just comforted me and encouraged me. I was so young at that time that I couldn't learn everything about horseback riding and archery, so you Teach me this, and make up a lie."

Xuancheng inserted his hand into his hair and pinched it down fiercely. Fu Jian frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and clasped his wrist again after a while, as if enjoying the massage, but Xuancheng Wanting more, his hand kept going deep and sliding, slowly falling from the hair, and stopped on the hot skin, he moved his lips, and gently licked it The earlobe between the thick black hair, but at this moment, his eyes widened, as if he had discovered an earth-shattering event, after a while, he finally couldn't hold back, and laughed, "Brother Wenyu, you... "

Fu Jian noticed his strangeness, and hummed lightly, "What's wrong?"

Xuancheng's eyes were fixed on those small and exquisite ears, and he couldn't look away no matter what, there was a clear hole mark on this piece of white and rosy skin. It turned out that he really had pierced ears, but he never It's just that he didn't wear any earrings, that's why Xuancheng never found out that in his body, he still retained the old customs of those nations.

Although Fu Jian promoted Sinicization and respected Confucianism, today's Daqin is no longer that nomadic people on the grasslands. Their flesh and blood are no longer beneficial to the Han people, and they are even more admirable than those Han people who were drunk and dreamed of dying in Stone City.

But Fu Jian’s roots are Di people after all. They are one of the Five Hu people. They live on the Linwei Plain and establish political power with tribes. Like all the nomadic peoples who gallop on the grasslands, they all have the tribe’s logo on their bodies. cultural identity.

At this moment, after careful observation, it turned out that the symbol of the Di tribe had been imprinted on his body long ago. He had seen those people living in the ancient village in Bariao. They were wearing national costumes and national crowns. All men are equipped with heavy earrings, which are the national characteristics full of folk customs.

He smiled and leaned over, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it. All of a sudden, he felt Fu Jian's whole body tremble, and he tightly grasped his arm, "Brother, you."

Xuancheng glanced sideways, at this moment, Fu Jian didn't have the slightest look of an emperor, his normally gentle and kind face was blushing at this moment, he was extremely human, Xuancheng had never seen Fu Jian like this before, Suddenly there was a trace of evil in his body, he suddenly got up and walked to the bronze mirror not far away, he flipped through the dowry box, returned after a while, and continued to bend down and crawl beside the person on the ground, "You What are you going to do?" Fu Jian asked softly, his face was flushed at this moment.

"Don't be afraid, brother Wenyu, I won't hurt you."

Xuancheng found a silver needle, he grabbed the shining thin needle, and pierced Fu Jian's ear hole.

"It hurts." Fu Jian yelled, with some dissatisfaction in his voice.

Xuancheng really had evil intentions, but he didn't intend to hurt Fu Jian, he just wanted to pierce the long-lived hole marks, he wanted to see if men wearing earrings would make them look different, he Just a moment ago he said that he would not hurt Fu Jian, but the next moment he hurt Fu Jian.

Xuancheng doesn't understand, no matter men or women, after piercing their ears, if they don't wear any earrings for a long time, the piercing will heal naturally. How many years have passed since Fu Jian was born with piercing? He has never worn any jewelry, so it's strange that he didn't bleed when he plunged in like this.

Xuancheng threw away the silver needle in his hand, and went to lick it again. There was a taste of salty blood, and he hugged the person under him pitifully, "Brother Wenyu, I shouldn't have stabbed you and hurt you again, I,, "

But Fu Jian grabbed his wrist, pressed it down with his backhand, turned over, and pressed him under him. He smiled and licked the blood on his lips, and then took a breath as if enjoying himself, " You see, it’s okay if you don’t, you can’t hurt me.”

Seeing that he was about to lie down, Xuancheng quickly grabbed his hand and stroked his ears. After touching for a long time, he frowned, "What's the matter, why do you have pierced ears, but I don't."

Fu Jian smiled mysteriously, and grabbed his wrist to prevent him from moving, "After you were born, I saw your mother and they wanted to prick you with a needle, thinking that they didn't like you and wanted to scratch you. I don't know where the strength came from at that time. , I rushed up and knocked out the needles in their hands, this is what my mother told me later, I was not yet three years old at that time, you said, isn’t it amazing, at that time I wanted to protect you.”

"I don't believe it. You're making up those lies to lie to me again. Anyway, you said it. I'm younger than you. I don't know anything."

Fu Jian wrapped him tightly in his arms with pity, "Okay, then just treat it as a lie woven by me."

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