Fu Jian asked him on the way, "You said you are not my brother, then who are you?"
Xuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, but finally he laughed, "I lied to you, how could I not be your younger brother." He quickly used a smile all over his face to cover up the panic in his heart, but what he wanted to say was, Even if it makes him disappointed or uncomfortable at this moment, it's better than telling him at that time when it's always inseparable or entangled.
But Xuancheng did not.
Fu Jian smiled deeply.
Xuancheng didn't know why, that smile was very beautiful, he had never seen a person's smile that could be so moving, like a floating willow in spring, swaying gently, making people feel happy inside.
Fan Wenlan said that in Chinese history, there are five people known as one emperor through the ages, Qin Shihuang, Han Wudi, former Qin King Fu Jian, Tang Taizong Li Shimin, and Kangxi.
Xuancheng worshiped the former Qin King Fu Jian alone. For some reason, he was obviously a loser, a mourner in the mighty historical trend. Perhaps, as Xuancheng explained to himself, in the chaos of war in Wuhuluanhua In the age of disputes, Fu Jian was unique. That's why the historians gave him such a great evaluation.
More than ten days later, they returned to Chang'an. The city wall of Chang'an was very majestic. When Xuancheng was in Nanjing, they had never seen such a tall city wall. The historical scenery in the south is always beautiful and elegant. , He has been to Luoyang and seen the ancient city walls of Luoyang, but in the 21st century, those once majestic earthen cities have been reduced to piles of ruins. Very conspicuous.
But Xi'an is different. The ancient culture of Xi'an is rich and profound. The government vigorously supports the cultural industry and strives to build a cultural city of ancient capitals in a modern city. It is famous for the four ancient capitals in the world. Xuancheng has never been to Xi'an, so he admires it very much in his heart, and wants to see the blue city wall.
Fu Jian saw him staring at the opposite city wall in a daze, got off his horse, and walked over slowly, "Brother, what are you looking at?"
"Brother." After calling twice, Xuancheng suddenly seemed to wake up. He smiled and pointed forward, "Look, there."
Fu Jian glanced at him, and looked at him again, with surprise in his eyes, "This is the city wall, brother, what are you referring to?"
Xuancheng said, "It's the city wall, I saw it."
Fu Jian smiled, "You've seen it before."
Xuancheng showed embarrassment, "Yes, I, have seen it."
Is it? Is it in a dream
Fu Jian came to hold his hand, he dodged for a while, Fu Jian came to hold his hand again, this time, he just squeezed his cuff, "Brother, don't dodge, I want all the people in the world to see, You are my younger brother, the younger brother of my Great Qin King."
These words were very emotional and had a strong stirring effect, Xuancheng couldn't help but put himself in it, he walked in a trance, and let the man hold his wrist.
There are a group of soldiers behind him, and the majestic Chang'an City is in front of him.
In fact, he wanted to go in alone, he wanted to step into every inch of Chang'an City, and step through the inner halls of the palace that had been worn down by those years, he always thought that there was no one by his side.
In fact, he didn't dare to say it out, the pig's head guessed right, he is gay, but he is not promiscuous. Shamelessly said to the man, "Come with me, I want you."
He wants a kind of love, a kind of love that has no wind, flowers, snow and moon, but only perseveres and never leaves. He wants to hear someone say to him, "Xuancheng, I want you."
"I'll be nice to you." It's not a lie, it's a promise.
Commitments are often deep, so they can't be easily made. He dare not make promises to others, and he dare not make promises to him.
Therefore, when Fu Jian took his hand, he still trembled a bit.
This is the former King of Qin, his idol.
Regardless of his ending, at this moment he has only himself in his hands.
He turned his head slightly, peeping, Fu Jian's profile was always so beautiful, but it was not beautiful, it was too sharp.
This is the face of worrying about the world and pretending to be the people of the world, but there is always a faint smile on his face.
"Fu Jian, you are too tender." Xuancheng said in his heart, "You are an emperor, you should be decisive, you shouldn't be so kind to a woman."
However, the benevolence of women on this sharp-edged and prominent emperor is so full of temptation that Xuancheng can't help but feel a little confused.
Fu Hong came to pick them up from the palace. This was the first time Xuancheng saw Fu Hong. He had seen some comments on Fu Hong in the history books. He was mediocre and incompetent, but he was sincere. heartfelt.
Xuancheng watched him bow to Fu Jian to salute, and then turned to bow to himself. He called Fu Jian's father emperor, and called himself emperor uncle.
Xuan Cheng held back his smile, "Uncle Emperor? I'm only 24 years old."
Fu Hong was just 16 years old this year, and he had just come of age in modern times, but at that time in ancient times, although he was underage to perform the crown ceremony, he was an adult and married.