Xuancheng always felt that Fu Jian knew Yan Yi, and from their tacit expressions just now, it could be seen that maybe the real master of his body also knew this person, but Xuancheng didn't.
Yan Yi.
During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, there was no such person who had intercourse with the Fu Jian brothers. Xuancheng quickly flipped his mind, and reorganized the historical facts that were soon to be forgotten.
However, it's useless, he lost his memory in the former Qin Dynasty, and he doesn't have those special functions.
Yan Yi's talent is very good, they came down from Mount Li, all the way they talked with him were Confucian classics, besides, there were also some Taoist academics, Xuancheng didn't understand these things, so he was confused But Fu Jian was very interested.
Fu Jian said, "Dao'an is here in Chang'an, do you want to meet?"
Yan Yi said, "Since he chose this place, I can't force it. Treat him well, and he will help you."
"You are really open-minded, and those people who talk about it are also as open-minded as you?"
"Cleaning up the bamboo forest, throwing away worldly fame, fortune and wealth, everyone is open-minded, and I am not the only one?"
"So, I'm a person who chases fame and fortune?"
Yan Yi smiled, "I didn't say that, you have your ambitions, and I have my perseverance."
Fu Jian paused, and said calmly, "I really don't want you and me to become enemies."
Yan Yi suddenly came up to him, stuck to Fu Jian's side, and whispered, "There seems to be something wrong with your brother?"
Fu Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Oh, last time I went to Luoyang, I encountered some troubles, and he lost his memory."
"Amnesia?"
Xuancheng yelled, "You're talking bad about me again, what amnesia? That's an injury, I was injured, it hurt my mind."
When Yan Yi heard this, he quickly grabbed his arm, "Are you injured, is it serious?"
Xuancheng sneered, "Is it related to you?"
Yan Yi froze, staring into his eyes as if examining something, "You, what's wrong with you?"
Xuancheng caught the suspicion in his eyes, and then realized that he might have exposed something, he was a little scared, somehow, he walked to Fu Jian's side, he looked at Fu Jian, his resolute eyes were questioning, " Brother, do you know him? Who is he?"
Fu Jian glanced at him, then at Yan Yi, and after the brief meeting of the three pairs of eyes, he said, "No, I don't know."
Xuancheng smiled wryly, "You lied to me."
Xuancheng stayed where she was, "You are all lying to me."
He is not amnesia, he has completely changed his body and soul.
Therefore, he doesn't know Yan Yi, but Fu Jian and his younger brother Fu Rong both know Yan Yi. They have friendship, including Dao An mentioned by Fu Jian just now. He knows that Dao An is from the period of Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties Fu Jian wants to be a famous Buddhist scholar, and Yan Yi also wants it. From this point of view, Yan Yi is on the opposite side of Fu Jian.
He said that he came from the south. At this time, the Sima family of the Eastern Jin Dynasty in history came from the south.
Xuancheng deduced that Yan Yi was either from the Sima royal family or from the great clans of the Southern Dynasties.
But at this moment, his mind was really confused. He couldn't remember the history recorded in the historical records about who was the old friend between Fu Jian and the Southern Dynasties.
The sky is getting dark, but on the Yuan Festival, this is the capital of the country, Chang'an, the capital of the millennium. People here are celebrating lively. I heard that after making a wish today, it will definitely come true.
Xuancheng was moved.
He saw many large and small lanterns floating in the moat. He had seen these scenes, and they were often seen on TV, but he never thought that he would see them with his own eyes.
He really wanted to run over happily like those heroines, light a lantern, and then make a wish to the sky.
He really wanted to make such a wish, "I want to go back, I want to travel back."
He didn't.
It's not that he doesn't want to go back.
Fu Jian kept holding his hand, as if he was afraid of losing him.
There was joy on Yan Yi's face, and the sky shrouded in red lanterns on the street was bright red.
"The emperor of Great Qin is really a wise ruler. Just look at the lives of these people and you will know that he governs the country well." Yan Yi was talking to himself, but his eyes were looking at Fu Jian, " Say, don't you?"
Fu Jian nodded, "You're right, our monarch is indeed a once-in-a-thousand-year Ming ruler, compared to your southern one, haha, can the Sima family still speak in court?"
Yan Yi's face darkened.
Xuancheng thought that Yan Yi must know Fu Jian's identity.
However, when Fu Jian mentioned Sima's family, Yan Yi was obviously unhappy.
What is the relationship between Yan Yi and the Sima family of the Jin Dynasty
"Even if Mrs. Sima has nothing to say in the court, it has nothing to do with you. The orthodox government is in Jiankang, so what if you enter Chang'an?"
Fu Jian was also a little unhappy, "Today I won't discuss orthodoxy with you, and you don't want to tell me who you are, if you enter Chang'an, you will be an emperor, this is the destiny."
"Forget it, I won't tell you."
"Hey, hey, you two, what about orthodoxy, what are you talking about, you are both Chinese, what is the destiny, what is the emperor, you say that, it can only show that you are short-sighted."
Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, and said, "Yes, they are all from Kyushu, so we are still talking about orthodoxy."
But Fu Jian said, "I would like to think that one day, my great Qin monarch can go south to Jiankang and truly unify China."
"You." Yan Yi's expression turned sour that he couldn't see the limit.
"Brother, you." Seeing that Fu Jian's words displeased Yan Yi, Xuan Cheng explained between the two of them, "Stop arguing, let's go to the riverside to see those lanterns." He had no choice but to change the subject .
"Yan Yi, let's go."
Yan Yi glanced at Fu Jian, snorted, and left with Xuan Cheng.
"Brother, you."
Fu Jian's face suddenly turned down, and after a while, he could only mutter to himself, "What brother, you are falling for outsiders."