There is a long distance between Mount Li and the palace. Fu Jian said that riding a horse to ride the wind is a good tradition in my Great Qin Dynasty, so the four of them wrapped themselves in thick robes, rode their horses and swung their whips, and galloped away. go.
When the cold wind whizzed past his ears, the skin around Xuancheng's face was pierced with pain, but the scene of Fenghuo playing princes flashed through his mind.
In order to win the beauty Baosi's smile, King You played with the princes three times, and finally caused himself to die tragically at the hands of Quan Rong.
Why did I have such an absurd guess
Fu Jian is a good emperor.
However, when he got off the horse and saw the sky and the earth turned red, he was still shocked.
Mingyue and Nan'an were holding their horses behind their backs, and Fu Jian was pulling him.
"Brother, I want you to live a happy life, just like this plum blossom in full bloom. You can't be proud of the snow and wind and frost, and you can smile every year."
Xuan Chengzhen couldn't say a word.
On the top of Mount Li, they stood against the wind.
What catches the eye is a large and neat patch of wintersweet flowers, which bloom extremely coquettishly, and are as red as a burning fire, Xuancheng thought they were roses.
However, those roses are endless, they will not wither, because they have roots and soil, and they will not lose their luster, because they are nourished by heavy snow.
Fu Jian stood beside him quietly, talking quietly, "When we were young, we went hunting in the mountains, and you saw a wintersweet flower. You said that our house was deserted, so why didn't there be such a beautiful flower? I said, The wintersweet blooms on the mountain, and it only blooms when there is heavy snow and severe cold in winter. Our house has no snow and no soil, and the wintersweet flower cannot bloom. If you say, then we will move the water and soil on the mountain and transplant the wintersweet flower To our house, but at that time, we fought every day and had no fixed place. After entering Chang'an, the water and soil in Chang'an City were still very dry, and even if the snow fell in winter, the plum blossoms could not bloom. That year we went to Lishan to play , You saw the plum blossoms in full bloom on the top of the mountain, you said, Brother Wenyu, there are plum blossoms here, let’s transplant them to the mansion, I ascended the throne, you left the palace, and I was alone in the mansion, I let people put them in the mansion. The plum blossoms on Lishan Mountain were moved to your house, but they are a minority after all. You have a gentle appearance, but your heart is extremely hard, just like this plum blossom. I want to take you to see it. I don’t know why, this year’s wish It’s extremely strong, maybe it’s because you were injured when we were in Luoyang, I’m really a little scared, a person’s life is extremely short, nothing comes in a hurry and it’s gone, brother, I just hope you are happy every day , This is the case today, and it will be even more so in the future.”
Xuancheng listened to him quietly, for a moment he was so sad that he couldn't help it, and suddenly he wanted to cry.
Fu Jian's character is a bit like a woman's benevolence. He loves the people, loves the people, and also loves his relatives. He loves everyone, including his own enemies. He can tolerate those in Murong's family.
He loves others more than himself forever, but why doesn't God love him
"Brother Wenyu."
When he uttered this sound from his mouth, he had thought about it. When they were young, in those years, in those times, they all came here like this. It doesn't matter if you call Wen Yu brother even if you are not his own brother
After the sound, there was silence between the two, no one was talking, Xuancheng's eyes looked at the sea of rose-like wintersweet flowers in front of him, and it seemed to have the shape of a heart, which couldn't be born naturally, unless After artificial transplantation, otherwise it would not be so visible and colorful in full bloom.
when is it Before Luoyang? Or after returning to Chang'an
Fu Jian deliberately made these wintersweet flowers bloom in such loving colors and shapes.
Just when he was struggling to think about these questions, he suddenly felt that his surroundings became thicker, as if something burning was approaching, and then his body was embraced into an embrace, a strong and warm embrace.
"Your voice, brother Wenyu, made me fall in love."
Startled for a moment, Xuancheng still raised his hands and hugged his waist, "Fu Jian."
He barked so impolitely again, but at this moment he wanted to bark like that.
Brother Wenyu is a love, a natural brotherhood.
However, Fu Jian's voice came from his heart.
"I adore you, I yearn for you, I like your kindness, I like your boundless love, you tolerate others but don't care about your own safety, I'm here, I want you to live, if God really has a chance to be reborn , I, Xuancheng, are willing to exchange my life for the rebirth of the former King of Qin, Fu Jian."