Chang’an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Chapter 119: Life has been hurt and parted since ancient times

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"I'm not that bold, I'm just relying on the face of your old friend." Fu Jian said with a smile.

"Okay, since the face has been given, let's go, Huan Wen sometimes backtracks, it's better to leave as soon as possible." Xie An was not polite.

Xuan Cheng said, "I think so too."

"Let's have a good rest in Dongshan today, let's go on the road tomorrow morning." After a while, Xie An said sadly, "It's a pity that Huan Wen broke up the reminiscence of good friends."

"We were the ones who insisted on seeing Huan Wen. It has nothing to do with Brother An Shi. On the contrary, Brother An Shi, you helped us everywhere."

"This parting, I don't know when we will see each other again." Fu Jian sighed, "If you knew the difference today, you should have gone north."

"Look, you're talking about this matter again, Brother Wen Yu, you're still so stubborn, don't bring up the old things again."

"Brother, we should respect Brother An Shi's thoughts."

Xie An patted him on the shoulder, "It seems that only Mr. Yang Ping is my true confidant."

He pointed at Fu Jian with a smile, "And he is doomed to shoulder too many national responsibilities, sometimes, he is too selfish."

"You're right, who made us conspire and disagree."

In the moonlit pavilion, Xie An stood beside Fu Jian, leaned over to Fu Jian's shoulder, and whispered, "If you want to give up that person, he will do you no harm at all."

Fu Jian remained silent without saying a word.

Xuancheng looked at Xie An, and could see that Xie An was really worried about Fu Jian.

"Brother An Shi, thank you, brother, he will make a choice."

"You,,, know that person, don't you?" Xuancheng asked cautiously, he didn't know if the person Xie An was talking about was the person he was talking about.

"I knew it a few years ago. If there was no such opportunity, how could the country of Yan be destroyed so quickly? Huan Wen was defeated twice without perishing, how could it be gone overnight."

Xie An's words woke up Xuancheng.

Perhaps, Xie An knew about Murong Chong, and even knew what Fu Jian planned for this man many years ago, but he himself knew nothing about it, and was even kept in the dark.

But exposing their ignorance to them in this way, why didn't they have any surprise on their faces.

Xuancheng felt incredible.

"When it's time to give up, you have to give up. Brother Wen Yu, you have always put state affairs first, so don't hurt others' hearts."

Fu Jian just nodded slightly and didn't speak.

"You and I are old friends, but we have to confront each other for the benefit of the country. Lord Yangping is a great weapon of the country and should be trusted."

Xuancheng did not expect that Xie An would speak for him in front of Fu Jian, but after much deliberation, he is Fu Jian's younger brother, who can kiss this level of blood relationship.

"Thank you Brother Anshi, it's too late today, let's rest earlier."

Seeing Xie An's few words of advice go on endlessly like this, Xuan Cheng hurriedly interrupted.

"Okay, the three of you and I have made up our minds, so I won't say more. In any case, I hope that the Qin State will be good, the Jin Dynasty will be good, and the people will be peaceful."

Xie An is really a saint, I hope everyone is well, but in this troubled world, who can really stay out of it

A sleepless night, even though he was about to leave in a hurry, Xuancheng couldn't close his eyes and fall asleep.

He was thinking, maybe, this is the last time he will see Xie An. Although it is recorded in later generations, when Fu Jian asked Fu Hong to go south to find Xie An in 384, he said that Xie An was his old friend, and the two had a close relationship, but Before that, there was no historical record of the encounter between Fu Jian and Xie An.

Perhaps, the historians lost this period of history, perhaps because of the position of the Tang Dynasty, the historians were unwilling to put the orthodoxy and the so-called thieves together.

The dew in the morning was wet and heavy, and Xuancheng accidentally touched the branches and leaves of peony flowers, and woke up suddenly.

Xie An stood like a green pine, looking at each other speechlessly.

Fu Jian took a deep breath, and only four short words of farewell remained, "There will be a period later."

Xie An didn't smile, but his face was serious.

Xuancheng said, "I hope there will be no future."

Xie An's eyes trembled suddenly, "I also hope that there will be no future, this trip is cherished."