He turned around and stood with his back to the two of them, as majestic as Mount Tai, with a gentle breeze blowing, Fu Jian bent down and bowed, saying goodbye to his old friend.
Xuancheng stared at the top of Dongshan, where there is a terrace, it is said that you can look to the north. He heard people around Xie An mention that whenever Xie An stood on the balcony and looked into the distance, it was always dusk, at sunset, mottled clouds sprinkled on him, shining brilliantly, but he silently read Chang'an.
Maybe, it's thinking about an old friend.
Perhaps, this is the melancholy of all Nandu people.
The mourning of the country is greater than thinking about the deceased. On the high mountains, look at my hometown.
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Fu Jian asked Xuancheng on the road, "Why did you tell Xie An that there will be no future, we can actually have many opportunities to meet?"
Xuancheng shook his head, "No, I hope there will be no future between us and him."
"Why?"
"Because there will be a certain time later, that is the day when we will meet each other in battle, I," he sank, "I don't want such a day to come."
Fu Jian was silent for a moment, and his gaze fell on Xuancheng vaguely.
"where are we going?"
"go home."
"Have you really stopped your heart?" Fu Jian's eyes shot straight into his heart.
The sun is shining brightly, all the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there is only Dongshan in the paradise.
"If we go north from Jiankang and return via Shouchun, it will be much more convenient than going to Bashu."
"When I came here, I had already traveled to Bashu. When I go back, I can take a different itinerary. Brother, I will listen to you."
"Then let's go to Shouchun, and then go to Luoyang."
"Luoyang." Xuancheng read these two words, as if meeting a long-lost old friend, there was some surprise in his eyes.
"Let's go to Luoyang to meet Wang Jia. He is practicing Taoism at Laojun Mountain in Luoyang."
"Laojunshan?" Xuancheng was puzzled, "Didn't you say that he was not in Luoyang last time?"
Fu Jian said, "I never said that he wasn't in Luoyang, it's just that you didn't find him in Luoyang."
"Meeting him, not only you, but also some of my doubts."
"You want to solve the puzzle? What puzzle? Do you know what I want to know?"
Fu Jian took a long breath, his gaze stayed on him, Xuancheng felt like being pricked by a needle.
"There are some things that you don't need to hide, and you don't need to bear anything. Brother, you just need to remember that no matter what, you are my only brother."
This sentence seems to be very sensational, saying that the brotherhood between Xuancheng and Fu Jian is seamless, however, Xuancheng can't calm down, the things he is hiding, the things he thought Fu Jian didn't know, may have been solved long ago the answer.
Xuancheng just nodded in vain, his eyes were distracted, and his heart flew to Luoyang in an instant.
"You don't have to worry, although Wang Jia is a warlock, he really cares for me. He knows what to say and what not to say." Fu Jian seemed to be comforting him.
"What do you want him to say? What do you not want him to say?"
"I don't believe what he said, I only believe that you are my brother."
Fu Jian was in conflict, and so was Xuancheng.
There was an irresistible impulse in Xuancheng's heart. He really wanted Wang Jia to reveal his identity at that moment, leaving Fu Jian and his blood relationship completely behind. He didn't want to disappoint Fu Jian so quickly. In fact, he His own brother is gone, and he is just a soul residing in his body.
Xuancheng looked into Fu Jian's eyes, which were as clear as clear water.
"What if Wang Jia said, I'm not your brother?" Maybe he felt that he was being serious, so he hurriedly laughed, "Didn't I tell you when I woke up in Luoyang, I'm not your brother, I'm You force yourself to recognize me."
"That's nonsense, Wang Jia is nonsense, and you are also nonsense."
Xuancheng smiled wryly, with a trace of desolation overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Let's go back and talk about it first. Actually, I don't know if Wang Jia is willing to come out."
"You can't invite him either?"
"No, please feel free to see why he came out of the mountain."
"Although he was born, if it is really for the state, he will come out regardless of everything."
"So, I'm still a matter of state?"
Fu Jian was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "You are more important than state affairs, you are my younger brother."
During Shouchun, Fu Jian took Xuancheng and insisted on going to Shouchun City, but unfortunately the guards of the Jin Dynasty refused to let them pass, so Fu Jian had no choice but to give up.
"Why do you insist on going to Shouchun City?"
Fu Jian shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity I didn't go up, or you would have seen it."
"What?"
"Shouchun is the last line of defense going south, and it is also the first city that the Jin Dynasty went north. Standing on Shouchun City, you can see Jiankang City, which is extremely prosperous. I admit that compared with Chang'an, Jiankang people really live a better life. Some are too good to indulge in singing and dancing all day long."