Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Fu Hong knelt outside Ganquan Palace for half a day, but no one came out inside, and even Nan'an closed the door behind him, he didn't believe it.

Believe it or not, that's all.

Fu Hong went to Empress Xun's palace angrily, and he expressed his boredom.

"Mother, what's going on? Why does the father want to listen to the Dharma and reject all political affairs? What is this for? Do you want to learn from those who practiced the Tao? Or do you want to learn from those emperors in the past and become a prince?" The emperor above."

Empress Xun reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Empress Mother, I don't care, Father and Emperor leave these messes behind, I..." Before I could say anything, Empress Xun sternly reprimanded me, "What nonsense are you talking about? Consequences? Have you thought about it before speaking? What is the chaos your father threw at you? If you are not the prince, how could it be your turn to deal with these state affairs? I am afraid that others will not be able to take them if they want to. If you really don’t want to It's good to deal with these matters, then I will tell your father that you don't want to be the crown prince anymore."

"Mother, mother, I know I was wrong, so I just said it casually, I know you are doing it for my own good, and I don't really want to care about it. I just can't figure out why you hide it well. After that, I didn’t come back. Those courtiers all believed what my father said, and they regarded it as a tour of the northern kingdom. But why did my father listen to the Dharma in the palace for half a year? Could it be that after listening to the Dharma, I can’t manage state affairs? In this case, what is the use of those Buddhist teachings, I think those magicians, Taoists, and monks should be driven out of the palace."

"Fu Hong, you, why are you so ignorant." Empress Xun was anxious, and raised her hand to hit him, but she couldn't do it, and finally her hand froze in mid-air. Fu Hong hurried to grab his mother's hand, " Empress, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Empress Xun was very sad, but she couldn't cry, her heart was so sad, she covered Fu Hong's hand and said, "Don't worry about these things, you can just block your father in front, you just have to remember, always Don't break his heart, do you understand?"

Fu Hong didn't understand, but he only agreed and nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, Queen Mother, I'm here for everything."

On the day when Lu Polou was buried, most of the people in the palace went. Empress Xun took Zhang Lingran, the crown prince, and several princes. They were the closest to the Lu family from the Di tribe. In the days when they were on the Linwei Grassland, they used to unite together, and later conquered all directions together to conquer this piece of land. Now that Lu Polou died of illness, the Fu family should mourn well.

The fact is so, Fu Hong really shed tears. Standing in the front, watching their captains being buried in the loess little by little, he couldn't help but feel sad, and he couldn't control it. Lived out tears.

"Brother Prince, let's go back and see Father, shall we?" These were Fu Hui's sincere words.

"it is good."

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Rushui River.

In late July, it was a scorching summer day, and most of the rivers in the north were dry, especially in the Mobei wasteland. The sand, gravel and silt have been exposed to the hot sun at this moment, and the temperature on the sand and gravel by the river is also extremely warm.

By the river, there were three people reclined, one in scarlet clothes, one in black clothes, and one in white clothes. The two on the left and right were holding long swords in their arms. On the rocky beach, he seemed to enjoy the slightly hot sand.

Listen carefully to the sound of the river flowing quietly, quiet and peaceful...

After a while, the swordsman in black got up from the ground. He walked to the place where the river was flowing, and squatted down to look at it. Turning back to the place where he was lying just now, he handed the water bag to the two people lying beside him. The two people who were still lying on the ground took the water bag, but held it high above their heads, and the clear river water poured into their throats vertically, looking extremely Chic moves.

"Okay, then we should solve the problem of eating." The man in white in the middle stood up, but changed to a crawling posture, with one hand on his cheek, and his expression seemed to be thinking about something.

"Lian Chengyi, go beg for food."

"Begging, no way, shall we become monks for alms? I won't go."

"Murong Yong, then you go."

People in black would not respond so readily, his face was always cold, not only that, but he was also reticent. For example, at this moment, Xuancheng's first order was ignored by him.

The next moment, Xuancheng seemed to be a different person, with one hand on the left and the other on the right, he grabbed Lian Taiyi's hair, and scratched Murong Yong's waist, Lian Taiyi hurriedly protected his flowing and smooth long hair, Murong Yong's complexion became more and more gloomy.

"Don't make trouble."

This is a sentence he suffocated after being harassed by the other party for a long time.

Xuancheng stopped immediately, he was panting, but his face was full of laughter.

"How can I let you go to beg for food? I have money." As he spoke, he took out a money bag from his pocket, and sure enough, he was very rich.

Even Tai Yi's eyes lit up immediately, "So you have hidden the money long ago, give it to me."

"No."

Thus, the black and red swordsmen teamed up to snatch the money, and Xuancheng was finally defeated. He raised his hand in surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll give you the money." He threw out the money bag smartly, caught the tailor-made clothes with one hand, and hid them in his arms.

Under this piece of loess against the blue sky and white clouds, the land of Mobei looks very desolate and vast, with wild geese flying high in the sky, poplar trees on the river bank forming forests, and insects, birds and animals in the forest are scattered here and there.

Xuancheng lay lazily by the river, he closed his eyes, his mind went blank, he couldn't remember anything, even the bits and pieces of the 21st century dissipated like clouds and smoke.

He escaped.

He didn't want Fu Rong to die.

Therefore, he chose to leave Fu Jian.

"Let's go on a trip."

"Travel?" Neither of them understood his strange words.

"Oh, it's what you call traveling."

Even Cheng Yi didn't object, Murong Yong remained silent, he never spoke much, as long as the master said, he would obey.

Xuancheng asked, "Murong Yong, how many years have you lived in Yecheng?"

Murong Yong shook his head.

"I'm not very familiar with Yecheng."

"Aren't you the Murong family of Xianbei? Didn't you live in Yecheng?"

Murong Yong's voice was very cold, "As far as I can remember, I have been kept away by those from the royal family. They sang and danced in Yecheng to make peace. Our family stayed away from the capital until the end of Yan Kingdom."

Xuancheng frowned, "Do you hate these members of the royal family? When they are enjoying themselves, you are suffering. When they destroy the country and are appointed officials and nobles, you are exiled. Isn't this world too unfair?"

Murong Yong shook his head, but said nothing.

Xuancheng knew who and what he would resent, but he knew that no matter how much he complained, the blood of the Xianbei Murong clan still flowed in his veins.

"Shall we go to Jinyang?" Xuancheng suggested.

Lian Taiyi nodded, "As long as you want to go, we will follow you."

"We are in Rushui now. Let's go down along the Rushui River, first to Yan County, and then go west from Yan County to Guangning County. Let's go to the prairie."

"Aren't you going to Jinyang?"

"That's right, but before that, I want to go to the grasslands, take a look at the ancient west wind and thin horses, look at the long autumn sky, listen to the melodious long tune of the motouqin, and taste the mellow and sweet fragrance. Kumiss, I want to get drunk in a large felt tent in the grassland, lie down on the grassy field and count the stars, let’s go together, come back from the grassland, we’ll go south to Jinyang, maybe we’ll settle in There, maybe not."

"it is good."

The days of being a ranger are very comfortable and unrestrained. Xuancheng likes Murong Yong's ruthless and always stern appearance, and he also likes Lian Taiyi's bright and bright personality that is always like a sunflower.

They sleep in the open by the Rushui River, and they are companions of heaven, earth and stars, and friends of insects, birds, flowers and plants.

The night was shrouded thinly, Xuancheng turned over, and suddenly met Murong Yong's open eyes, he was startled, "What are you doing when you're not sleeping?"

Murong Yong hugged the sword and said in one word, "Look at you."

Xuancheng quickly hugged his body with both hands, with a disbelief on his face, "Look at me?"

But he made a signal to keep quiet, but his eyes were fixed on Lian Chengyi who was beside Xuancheng. Xuancheng suddenly realized, and said in his heart, Murong Yong, Murong Yong, everyone said that you Xianbei Murong clan are brave and good at fighting, and you can attack without exception. You are invincible, it is not easy for you to want someone, why use me as a cover.

So, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, he leaned close to his side and said softly, "If you want to, just say it, what's the use of you just looking at it like this, and pretending to be a man of three feet."

Murong Yong's face was flushed with anger, and his thoughts were pierced. His usual indifferent face was covered with a halo, which stunned Xuancheng for a moment. , cold and indifferent, suddenly with a delicate posture, Xuancheng's thoughts were interrupted.

It seems to have returned to the days of Chang'an.

He secretly traveled to and from the Purple Palace day and night, bringing a ray of sunshine outside the palace into the long night of loneliness. At that time, how much he thought, his body was so longing, but his heart was not. He was allowed to betray one person, but today, his heart understands the tenacity and helplessness of this body, they all walked towards freedom, broke out of bondage, and should pursue their true heart.

At this moment, he suddenly made a major decision to go to Pingyang.

After traveling through the Northland, go to Binh Duong.

As he said in the daytime, maybe he will settle there, maybe he won't.

Author's gossip: Looking back at my title now, it has a strong style of Gongdou, but in fact it has no nature of Gongdou, and what I hate most is Gongdou.