Chang’an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Chapter 13: Gentleman promises

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"younger brother."

"You all go down." He heard the man ordering the servants in his mansion unceremoniously.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Fu Jian walked over and said, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Xuancheng said displeased, "Didn't you see it? Enjoy the flowers."

"What are you doing here? Didn't you just return to the palace? Didn't you go to see the Empress Dowager Xun?" Xuancheng watched him standing less than a foot away from him, and moved unnaturally, next to those flower beds fence.

"I went to see the queen mother, she said she wanted to see you, so I came here."

"Do you want me?" Xuancheng always spoke in an unfriendly manner, even though he knew that this person was the emperor of Daqin, he was still an idol he admired.

Fu Jian leaned closer to him on purpose, and looked at him with a smile, "Are you still angry about those things?"

Xuancheng didn't know what he was talking about, so he didn't answer.

But he heard him sigh slightly, "Oh."

Xuan Cheng glanced at him, "Why are you sighing?"

Fu Jian shook his head, "Oh, how old are you, and you always throw your temper at children like this."

Xuancheng looked at him, with a trace of hatred in his eyes, "What did you say?"

"Do you still dare to say that you are not? Look at you, you are from a family of your own, and you still want to be so arrogant and self-willed."

Fu Jian kept shaking his head and sighing, as if he couldn't finish talking, but he couldn't say enough.

Xuan Cheng had no choice but to turn around angrily and leave.

But Fu Jian grabbed his sleeve and smiled, "Brother, I'm talking nonsense."

Xuancheng glared at him.

Fu Jian smiled without saying a word, and left while tugging at his sleeve.

"Where are you taking me?"

Unfortunately, Xuancheng's weak voice was overshadowed by Fu Jian's swift pace.

While complaining, Xuancheng thought in his heart that he must drag him into the palace to see the Empress Dowager Xun.

Unexpectedly, he was dragged to a pavilion in the mansion.

The pavilion is neither high nor low. There are two floors in total. The lower floor is empty, surrounded by some flowers and plants, which can still be in full bloom at this time. Xuancheng looked over from the side, and there is a cluster of blooming roses hidden under the pavilion. , very eye-catching.

"Why is this rose blooming here?"

He frowned, turned to look at Fu Jian's face, only to see that he was still smiling lightly, and then told the servant who had come to kneel before who knew when, "Go, serve the wine."

"Drinking?" Xuancheng opened his mouth wide.

Fu Jian pulled him up to the second floor of the attic step by step, leaning on the railing, and whispered, "Brother, do you know? You always invited me here to drink in the past. I still remember that year, I In the year when you took the throne, that night, you dragged me up to this attic, and you were so drunk that I carried you back in the end."

Xuancheng blushed slightly, "When did this happen?"

He couldn't say he didn't know, so he just pretended not to mention it.

Fu Jian may be talking about that year when they killed Fu Sheng and assumed the throne, even though they won, but that night, after all, they saw a bloody disaster, after all, they belonged to the Fu family, so they vented their frustrations Come here for a drink.

As the saying goes, if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk. In fact, there is no such thing as being drunk, but it's just to vent the stagnation in your heart.

The servants brought the wine, and the jade-carved bronze wine cups made Xuancheng stunned, but sat down with a bow. Some carved paintings, such as flowers and birds, also have Confucian scholars.

Xuancheng knew about the period of Fu Jian's rule. Fu Jian worshiped Confucianism, and the whole country respected Confucianism. It is normal for these sculptures to have Ruzi scholars and the like.

Sitting on the stone bench, you can still look at the distant scenery, it seems that the corner of the palace is faintly blurred.

"Is that the palace over there?"

Xuancheng asked confusedly.

Fu Jian nodded, this time he was not surprised.

Perhaps, what Fu Hong said was right.

"There is the imperial palace, where I live. There is Ganquan Palace, Weiyang Palace, and Jianzhang Palace."

Xuan Cheng also nodded in a daze.

Fu Jian poured him a cup of sake, and when the whole thing fell down slowly, Xuancheng's heart also sank.

He doesn't know where he is? There is only one person around.

This man is his brother, but is he really