He clearly felt a trace of disappointment flashing across Lu Polou's face.
"Forget it, he is willing to float outside these few years, and I can't force it."
"If you want Lu Guang to come back, I will immediately issue an order to let him return to Beijing to return to his life."
Lu Polou waved his hand and said softly, "Thank you for your kindness, I understand Ming'er's intentions, so I followed him. Your Majesty, now that the five princes are equal, will your Majesty want to redistribute the title?"
Everyone was shocked.
Five centimeters of land was entrusted, occupying the most favorable places around Gyeonggi. Now that Wugong is destroyed, naturally these places will be divided out.
Wang Meng suggested, "Your Majesty can confer relatives of the same line."
"Sealing the fiefdoms of the Crown Prince, Duke Changle, Duke Julu, Duke Pingyuan, and Duke Hejian on the land of the five Dukes will ensure that all the plants and trees in Daqin belong to the Fu family and stabilize the frontier. What do you think, Your Majesty? "
Fu Jian frowned, seemingly unmoved, Lu Polou agreed, and Liang Xi also agreed, "The Prime Minister's words are reasonable."
Xuancheng was silent, he didn't think Fu Jian would agree with Wang Meng's proposal.
The benevolent loves others, but an emperor who is too kind may not be a good emperor.
Fu Jian is not a good person, he has occupied Murong Chong.
Xuancheng was more and more concerned about it in his heart, he and Fu Jian were not from the same world after all.
After many years, they only have an ending separated by time and space.
"Brother Huang, the prime minister is right. It is a good thing to seal Hong'er's land above Wu Gong."
"Imperial brother, do you also think it should be entrusted to the Fu clan of the same clan? I don't think so."
Xuancheng looked at him calmly, "Brother Huang, you can't seal all the children of the Fu family on the border, after all the foreign surnames cannot be trusted."
"You have already given them official titles and titles, so you can't give them the land again, otherwise my children of the Fu family will be empty-handed. If one day, it really comes to the point of fighting in battle, the one who suffers must be my children of the Fu family."
"I want all the people in the world to submit to my Fu family, and I treat them like my children. The emperor is the father, and the red people are the sons. The whole family is a family. How can we meet each other in battle? Brother, you are suspicious."
Xuancheng felt cold, "Brother Huang, you are wrong."
Xuancheng didn't want to say anything more, he knew in his heart that Fu Jian would definitely not agree to Wang Meng's proposal, and he also knew that Fu Jian would eventually grant the land to those people with a foreign surname, who had been unwilling to return to the Great Qin.
Lu Polou smiled softly, "Your Majesty still trusts those outsiders who have surrendered."
Wang Meng said, "Duke Yang Ping is right, Taiwei, our Majesty is kind and loving."
Fu Jian smiled wryly, "It's up to you, I'm more generous and don't care about you."
A few joking words were lost in the night, Lu Guang finally did not return to Chang'an, Wu Fair, but Xuancheng's heart has not been peaceful.
He was thinking about Murong Chong.
He was also thinking about Fu Jian.
Those who think of Murong Chong are pitiful, and those who think of Fu Jian are arrogant.
Poor people will be loved after all, and arrogant people will eventually become pitiful.
In the blink of an eye, it was the winter moon of AD 372. It was almost three years since Xuancheng came to Qin Dynasty, and it was almost two years since Murong's family came to Chang'an.
In November, the first snow fell in Chang'an, Xuancheng was reading a book around the stove in the quiet pavilion, and there were faint footsteps outside.
"Mingyue, go and have a look."
The footsteps approached, and Mingyue lifted the curtain to come in, and Fu Jian followed.
"Imperial Brother, it's winter, you are hibernating like a snake, and you don't go to the palace for a few days, so I have no choice but to come to you."
Xuancheng didn't even raise his head, and continued to read the book in his hand. Fu Jian leaned over and glanced at it, "Oh, you are reading Sima Fa. By the way, the prince said to ask you for advice on Sima Fa. I know that you love the book most in your life." Sima Fa, I have also allowed the prince to come to you at another time."
"The prince is here and you teach."
"You are his uncle, you should teach me, I dare not take credit."
"Don't always make decisions for other people."
"Emperor brother, you are too stingy. The crown prince is your nephew. You should teach him to read." While talking, Fu Jian put his hand up, and Xuancheng angrily pushed it away.
"It's winter, your hands are cold, warm yourself by the fire, it doesn't matter if you don't teach, you can't run anyway, and it will be the same if you teach him next year."
Xuancheng put down the Sima Law, raised his head, and looked out the window, it was white.
Mingyue brewed two cups of hot tea and placed them by the stove.
"Five fairs, the emperor wants to rest in this warm pavilion this winter?"
Xuancheng remained silent, Mingyue slowly closed the door and backed out.
"You want me to let him go again?"
"No, I was wondering how you should deal with Fu Luo." Xuan Cheng said calmly.
"Fu Luo is also the hero who put down the five princes, how could I treat him like that."
"You don't have to pretend, I know, you want to deal with him, but you just want to ask me how to deal with it, why don't you ask the prime minister first."
"Jing Lue definitely supports me, I'm afraid you won't agree."
Xuancheng looked away, the room was warm, the tea on the stove was even warmer, and after taking a sip, her heart felt warm too.
"I have no objection. To unify the northern country, there should be no chaos in the country. If you fight against the outside world, you must first settle down at home. Jiang Zhongzheng is right."
"Who is Jiang Zhongzheng?" Fu Jian asked.
Xuancheng snorted, "You don't know, in that era, he was a hero."
Fu Jian let out a long breath, "You are my younger brother, why are you talking about that era?"
"Fu Jian, don't lie to yourself, I am Xuancheng, Wang Jia has admitted it, and you have admitted it too."
"It's useless to fight too much. I'm interested in what you said, you must first secure the internal security. Tell me, what is the internal security method?"
Xuancheng really wanted to tell him about the great changes in the mid-1920s and Jiang Zhongzheng's sad era, but he knew that no matter what era he was in, if the emperor didn't talk about sensitive topics, he would be his closest relative.
"Brother Emperor, if you want to bring peace to the Northern Kingdom, Fu Luo must be eliminated."
Fu Jian pursed his lips and smiled, "If you want to bring peace to the Northern Kingdom, Fu Luo must be eliminated. Brother, I knew it. Only you can understand my thoughts."
Xuan Cheng had a half-smile, "The Prime Minister can understand it too."
Fu Jian fanned the hot tea on the stove with his hands, "Hey, this Mingyue, let him make a cup of tea, why did he make a pot of vinegar, how can people drink it."
Xuancheng took a sip of hot tea, with a faint smile still on his face, but his tone was very arrogant, "You can't stop your mouth with tea, please go back if you don't drink."
"Ha ha."