Lin Xiangru would rather break the jade than present it to King Qin Zhao. The heart of the sun and the moon, the world can learn from it, and his sincerity to King Zhao amazed the world. Xie Anshi was expressing his heart, even if the Sima family never used him, he would not follow Fu Jian.
Xuancheng understands that the gentry of the Eastern Jin Dynasty regarded themselves as politically orthodox, and even if they were in a corner, they would never be tempted by the interests thrown by the northern powers.
Fu Jian valued Xie Anshi's talent and made him his confidant, but Xie Anshi didn't abandon his mediocre talent like Wang Meng did.
Xuan Cheng looked at Fu Jian and smiled, "Forget it, brother, since Brother An Shi doesn't want to abandon the old master, you don't have to force him."
"Drinking and making friends together like this is enough."
Fu Jian laughed loudly, "What my brother said is to drink together, that's good." He nodded.
"Disappointed you?" Xie An said casually as if nothing happened.
"No," Fu Jian vetoed, "In this way we can be good opponents. Life is much more interesting if you have one more rival than one more friend, don't you think?"
"If you are not a friend, you are an opponent?"
"yes."
"Rival to life and death?"
Fu Jian said, "You die and I die. When the Great Qin goes south, your Jin Dynasty will perish."
"On the other hand, when the Jin Dynasty goes north, it's time for you to destroy the country." Xie An also said very decisively.
Xuancheng thought, Fu Jian and Xie An were destined to be good rivals, good rivals who would die for you.
Therefore, they shouldn't have been born in the same world, even if they were in the same world, they shouldn't be so opposite to be rivals in the same life, and God's will tricks people.
Seeing the two gradually becoming hostile while drinking, chatting and laughing, Xuancheng hurriedly broke the awkward atmosphere, "Let's not talk about this today, brother, we traveled from Chang'an and came all the way to Jiankang. Brother Shi treats us like this, we must be content."
"Okay, let's not talk about it today."
Drinking wine and talking happily, in the peach blossom forest and peony bushes, it is a paradise-like comfort.
That night, they stayed in Dongshan. Although it was as beautiful as a fairyland, Xie An's living environment was extremely simple. In the hut, there was a small couch, a dry lamp, and a stack of ancient books.
Xuancheng approached the room lightly, and looked at him one by one. Fu Jian stood behind him, looking around.
"Is the Jin Dynasty poor or declining?" The sentence is not like a sarcasm, but more like a joke.
"Neither poor nor bad, Brother Anshi lives in peace and happiness, this is a sign of a strong country." Xuancheng said seriously.
Fu Jian sat down along the bed, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Oh, I don't like to hear what you said. Did you say that the Jin Dynasty will be strong? Will my Qin Dynasty be weak?"
"I didn't say that Great Qin would be weak."
"That's what you mean, I know." Fu Jian said.
Seeing the solemnity he said, Xuancheng returned his solemnity, "The Jin Dynasty is strong, and it is a good thing for us to settle down on one side."
"It's not a good thing if the family and the country are not unified and the country is torn apart."
Xuancheng has seen through Fu Jian's ambitions, he will live forever and the Jin Dynasty will not stop.
"We,,, sleep." Xuan Cheng said after a long pause.
"good."
On the way out from Chang'an, they were all crowded together and slept together. They were really embarrassed. When they came to Dongshan, they thought that Xie An would arrange two rooms for them, but they ended up sleeping together again.
Xuancheng blamed Xie An in his heart.
The candle flames on the candlesticks gradually ran out, and the ashes flickered a few times, Xuancheng closed his eyes.
The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Xuancheng didn't even open his eyes, when he heard someone whispering outside the window, he couldn't hear what he said, gradually, he heard someone calling him, "Xuancheng." "Xuan City,,,,"
Could it be the pigs
Xuancheng woke up immediately, "Pig head, pig head." He raised his voice and called out.
He threw off the quilt and sat down on the bed barefoot, "pig's head." He rushed out of the room, the sun lightly sprinkled on his face, shimmering, dimly illuminating his eyes, long eyelashes, black pupils , reflecting the man's face.
Fu Jian, he only had Fu Jian in his eyes and couldn't tolerate other people.
Zhu Tou, Xiao Huang, and Carrot are long gone from this world.