Murong Chui wanted Yan to perish, but he was Murong's descendant after all, and his hatred was more or less filled with resentment and personal feelings.
But Fu Jian was different. Once the decree was made to attack Yan, it would be a national event, and it was a decision that could not be turned back.
Murong Ling died, but the funeral affairs left behind are endless and extremely difficult.
"Brother Huang, let's listen to the prime minister's opinion on this matter."
Fu Jian said, "I know in my heart that Jing Lue will not object. The matter of cutting Yan was originally discussed with him. The matter of Murong Ling was just an opportunity. Now Murong Chui is asking me to send troops to attack Yan. In line with Jing Lue's intentions, this time, Jing Lue and Murong Chui can sit down and talk peacefully."
"But you are different, brother." Fu Jian suddenly called him that, "I found that you have changed a lot since what happened in Luoyang last year."
"No, Brother Huang." Xuan Cheng interrupted him, "I also support you, so let's call the prime minister, the prince can have his own opinion, this matter is not a trivial matter, it needs to be discussed by all parties."
Xuancheng suddenly felt that something stuck in his heart made him uncomfortable, Fu Jian asked him, "What's wrong with you, your face suddenly looks so ugly?"
"Oh, no, it's nothing, my younger brother is going back first." Xuancheng waved his hand, turned around and was about to go out.
"Brother." Fu Jian called to stop him from behind, Xuan Cheng stopped on the spot.
"Do you remember what you said to me when you were in Luoyang?"
"What?" Xuancheng couldn't remember, the exact thing was that he said too much at that time, he didn't know which sentence Fu Jian was referring to.
Luoyang, that was the place where he first came to the former Qin Dynasty. He experienced many things there, but he couldn't keep those memories after all. He had to forget that he was a person who traveled through time.
"Forget it, you go back first." Fu Jian's voice came from behind, with a heavy meaning.
Xuancheng was stunned for a moment, but in the end he couldn't look back at the man's face, so he walked out of the announcement room.
This matter did not end in the end. Murong Chui was so determined to beg for Yan, which made Wang Meng doubtful. He was not the same person, and he could never get together. Fu Jian originally thought that Murong Chui would be able to get along with Wang Meng. Live in peace, one article and one military, the peace of generals and prime ministers.
In addition, Prince Fu Hong never had a good impression of Murong Chui, so the matter of cutting down Yan was shelved.
At the beginning of April, the muyan flowers in the mansion really bloomed, Wang Meng said he would come to enjoy the flowers, and he came.
He looked at the flowers quietly, didn't speak, just watched.
Xuancheng didn't understand Muyanhua's deep meaning, so he waited beside Wang Meng, and after a while, Fu Jian also came, which surprised Xuancheng, but it was Muyanhua, how could he provoke him? It seems that both the monarch and his ministers have arrived.
That day, the three of them were quietly admiring the flowers in the back garden, and they didn't say anything. When they left, Fu Jian told him that the spring hunting was about to start, and asked him to prepare.
By the way, Xuancheng almost forgot that the ancient imperial family held two hunting activities, one in spring and one in autumn.
He missed Qiushou when he came, but when he was in Nanjing, it was spring and March. Could it be possible that traveling through time and space would mess up the four seasons
Oh, it should be like this. After all, it takes time to travel through time and space. It is spring in modern times, and it will be winter after time travel.
Calculated in this way, he has been away from his homeland for a whole year.
Ah, Xuancheng looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, "It's been a year, I don't know how Zhutou and the others are doing, do they miss me, I don't know if that old fellow Liang Ren scolded me, and I don't know if they have You haven't looked for me, what if you can't find me? Sigh." He kept sighing.
Seeing this, Mingyue came to persuade him, "Mr. Yangping is worried about the spring hunting?"
No, Xuancheng retorted in his heart, but what he said was, "Yeah, I haven't had a horse race or hunt for half a year, I wonder if it might be unfamiliar."
"Half a year?" Mingyue yelled, "Mr. Yang Ping, you really lost your memory. I always thought you were joking. You forgot. During the autumn hunting last year, His Majesty sent you to visit Bashu in the south. It's been a year of hunting."
"Hehe." Xuancheng could only laugh dryly, "I told you, I broke my brain in Luoyang, you, don't correct my mistakes, and you can give me some pointers if I don't remember clearly. "
"Yes, yes, yes, my good master."
"This baby." Xuancheng smiled.