Mingyue led the two to the main hall.
Xuancheng said unhappily, "One year older and old again, what are you congratulating on?"
Nan An followed Fu Jian, Mingyue ordered the servants in the mansion to serve the prepared tea, the hot tea was steaming, Xuan Cheng took a sip, put it on the table, and said to Fu Jian solemnly, "If you want to say For my birthday, you should say that, you have to say happy birthday to me."
Fu Jian was stunned, "Happy birthday?"
"Yes, tell me quickly, don't you congratulate me for being one year older, since it's my birthday, just say it."
Nan'an interrupted beside him, "Mr. Yangping's words are strange. Happy birthday, it doesn't sound like it came from you."
Xuan Cheng glanced at him, "You talk too much."
Nan'an covered her mouth and snickered, and Mingyue was also hiding her own smile.
But I heard Fu Jian say seriously, "Brother, happy birthday."
He spoke so seriously, as if he was speaking to someone for the first time, afraid that he might make a mistake.
He speaks so cautiously, it seems that he has never spoken this kind of light language that makes him confused.
However, he still said it.
Xuancheng laughed.
A pure smile blooms in the lotus of Buddha's heart.
He smiled for the first time in this strange environment.
"Fu Jian, what you said is very good, I am very happy." He said like this.
"It's good that you are happy, I hope you are happy, and you will be happy every day in the future."
Fu Jian took a sip of hot tea, "I will accompany you wherever you want to go today."
Xuancheng took a deep breath, "It's snowing a lot this year, and it's so cold outside, I don't want to go anywhere. Didn't you say that Murong Chui is coming? Let's go see him."
"You want to see him?"
"Yes, I have to meet the person you agree with."
"That's fine, Nan'an, go and spread my message, let Murong Chui come to Yangping Duke's mansion for a visit."
Xuan Cheng was speechless, "Already here? Why didn't I know when Murong Chui came to Chang'an? Don't you want me to know about these things?" He looked a little disappointed, as if Fu Jian had hidden something from him.
Fu Jian comforted him softly and said, "Jing Lue said it's not a big deal, so don't let you know, spend your birthday well, you don't have to worry about these things in the court, and I can rest assured if you have Jing Lue." When Murong Chui arrived in Chang'an three days ago, I asked Dou Chong and the others to go to Bahe to greet him. Since you want to see him today, let him come to your house. Originally, I wanted to welcome him to Daqin for this year's palace banquet. , but if you said that you don’t want to do it, then you don’t want to do it, I came to your house for a family banquet this year, and this banquet can be regarded as a palace banquet.”
After a short pause, he went on to say, "In the evening, I will ask the Queen Mother to be brought over, and our family will have a good reunion with you."
Xuancheng was a little moved.
As an emperor, he listened to his own words, and he didn't plan for the palace banquet if he said he couldn't do it. All the relatives in the palace took over.
Seeing his sullen look, Fu Jian stood up, stood beside him, took his hand and held it in his palm, "Brother, don't think too much, I have neglected you for the sake of state affairs in the past. We have also lost our siblings when we come to this throne. I only have you as a younger brother now, and I want to treat you well. Although state affairs are important, in my heart, your words of brother Wenyu in those years are unforgettable in my life. Time has really lingered in my mind for a long time, since you were injured in Luoyang last time, I have thought about it a lot, you are far more important than anyone else in my heart, and I cannot lose you."
"Let's go, I'll take you to Mount Li."
"Lishan?"
"I have a congratulatory gift for you."
"Birthday gift?" Xuan Cheng burst into laughter, he really prepared a birthday gift for himself, but he has only been here for less than half a year, it seems that he is not that familiar with him.
Then he thought about it again, who cares about him, anyway, Fu Jian regards himself as his own younger brother, and it's only natural for his elder brother to treat his younger brother well.
"Okay, then I would like to see, what gift can you give me?"
To be honest, Xuancheng's heart skipped a beat for some reason. He really wanted to see what kind of birthday gift this kind, loving and talented emperor in history could prepare for his younger brother.
Nan'an lowered his head and smiled secretly again, Mingyue winked at him, Xuancheng noticed all these little tricks.
Both Nan'an and Mingyue belonged to Fu Jian.