"I don't want you to go to the Battle of Liangguo."
"I am the Great General of the Qin Dynasty, Duke Yang Ping, and you shouldn't think too much about what is in your job."
Fu Jian held his hand, "I wish you a safe life and stay by my side forever."
Xuancheng raised his head and smiled, then looked at him, "Brother Huang is so sensational."
Fu Jian stared affectionately, "I will miss you during the time I'm away."
Xuancheng put aside his hand, turned around, the wind and sand in Chang'an was really heavy, sand got into his eyes again, he was thinking of Nanjing.
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In the north at the end of November, the snow has been falling non-stop. It snowed in Chang'an on the day we left, and it fell intermittently for a few days on the road. It seems that the snow will not stop.
It was already the end of the month when we arrived in Youzhou, and the heavy snow still hadn't stopped. Mingyue turned Youzhou mansion into a warm pavilion again.
It's just a different place for heating. When I was in Chang'an in the past, the warm pavilion in Yangping's mansion was extremely warm, because Mingyue kept burning the stove.
But today in Youzhou City, Mingyue still lit the stove, but the house was not warm at all.
Maybe, the room is too big.
Maybe it's because of the snow and ice in Youzhou.
"Mr. Yangping, it's too cold in Youzhou, when can we go back?"
"have no idea."
"You don't have any complaints at all. Your Majesty asked you to come to Youzhou. You come here without saying anything. Every time you don't say a word for yourself."
"Mingyue, this is not what you should say. Also, I remember that you are the person next to Brother Huang."
Mingyue shut up immediately and concentrated on taking care of the stove.
Youzhou is indeed too cold.
In the world, is there any place colder than this
Xuancheng imagined in his mind that he should go to see a snow scene of heaven and earth.
In a vast expanse of whiteness, there is nothing left between the sky and the earth, only pure white.
Perhaps, Yecheng should have such a scene.
How beautiful, he thought to himself, getting drunk just thinking about it.
Drunken, the body sank.
Perhaps, there are some things he should take that step.
On the first day of coming to Youzhou, Xuancheng woke up from the cold at night.
He slowly got up and sat on the couch, he couldn't remember where he was going for a while, the stove in the room seemed to be a little warmer, but it was still cold on the bed, he heard the wind blowing outside, and the leaves were blowing When I got up, there was a rustling sound on the ground.
It was a peaceful night, but his heart could not be peaceful.
Fu Jian sent him to Youzhou because of political affairs. Fu Luo left Youzhou and marched into Guzang. If Xuancheng did not come, Youzhou would have to let Fu Pi go south.
Xuancheng got out of bed, wrapped himself in a thick robe, and sat silent by the stove for a while, finally pushed open the door softly and went out.
In the dark night, he had no direction for a while, and he didn't know where he was going, so he just walked around.
There is a main street in front of the mansion, it is dark at this time, you can't touch and see anything, Xuancheng walked with his head down and muffled, the wind seemed to be strong again, he strangled the robe in front of his neck, and took a deep breath.
I don't know how long I walked, there seemed to be a quiet sound of water coming from my ears, beside the Youzhou River, there were a few sparse stars in the sky, and only then did the riverside have a bit of brightness.
He was silent for a while, standing facing the river.
"Chonger."
"Chonger."
,,,,
He seemed to be insane, to say Murong Chong's name by the river in Youzhou, this is not a feeling of affection, because Murong Chong is from Yecheng, and he is actually far away from Youzhou.
"Mr. Yangping is very elegant, and he ran to the riverside in the middle of the night to see things and think about people."
"Who?" Xuancheng was startled.
"Who are you?"
The voice sounded, "Mr. Yang Ping's memory is really bad, he forgot his old friend so quickly." The voice approached, Xuancheng turned around, and in the faint starlight, he saw a person standing beside him.
Lu Guang.
Xuancheng exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"
It's Lu Guang, he's in Youzhou, he returned to Youzhou after Bingzhou was pacified, but he didn't want to come out.
"Master Yang Ping doesn't seem to have forgotten me."
Xuancheng grasped his hand excitedly, as if meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and clenched tightly, "Lu Guang, what are you talking about, if you can't hide, Brother Huang can send me here Is it here? I won’t wake up from freezing in the middle of the night and look at the dilapidated scenery in my desolate place.”
"Haha, my Lord Yangping, who is supreme in the Great Qin Dynasty, was awakened by freezing, haha." Lu Guang smiled recklessly.
But Xuancheng was not angry, he could only complain, "Also, it's not you."
The old friends who played together when they were young, they only met each other when they met each other and made fun of each other.
After laughing, I still face this peaceful night calmly.
"Lu Guang, you shouldn't be hiding. Brother Huang has been very troubled about Wugong's affairs. Now Liangguo's affairs are coming up again. The court needs you."
Lu Guang let go of his grip on his hand, took a few steps slowly, and turned back to face him, "Mr. Yang Ping, Daqin needs someone like you. I'm an undisciplined person, and I'm not suitable to be an official in the imperial court." .”
Xuancheng lowered his head, walked around, raised his head again, looked at the same dark sky, and murmured, "But there will be a day when I will leave."
At that time, what should Murong Chong do, what should Fu Jian do, and what should Da Qin do
"Lu Guang, you don't have to be an official in the court to serve the country."
Lu Guang smiled slyly, "Mr. Yang Ping is right."
Xuancheng came back to his senses, it turned out that he had trapped him in him.
"I don't want to be in the imperial court, so don't be too tight with old friends."
Xuancheng stared at him, but shook his head helplessly, "Who can force you."
He thought for a moment, then patted Lu Guang on the shoulder, "You have so many things to do, as long as you do it for Daqin, no one can force you to return to the court, you can go wherever you want, go to the North Kingdom It is not difficult for you to go to the southern country to see the scenery, or go to the Western Regions for a tour."
Lu Guang chuckled, "It seems His Majesty should ask me to play."
When Xuancheng came to the former Qin Dynasty, he forgot some historical facts.
Otherwise, he would definitely stalk Lu Guang back to Chang'an.
I don't know when a few rays of light slowly rose in the sky, Xuancheng looked at the silent river in a daze, the ice was frozen, and the sound of sparse water in the first half of the night didn't sound right now.
It turned out to be the melodious singing of the people around me, and Lu Guang was singing.
What he sang was folklore. Over the years, he traveled all over the country, every village, and he knew every song.
He is a talented man, and what Da Qin lacks is a talented man.
Xuancheng listened silently.
Lu Guang chanted in a low voice.
Sing a song a thousand times.
There is no place in life where you don't know yourself. Although Youzhou is no better than Chang'an, there are old friends by your side. Even if you travel through this lonely and lonely former Qin Dynasty, Xuancheng is still willing to smile.