"Murong Chui is my captive after all. It is not difficult to conquer people, but it is very difficult to conquer people's hearts. Brother, do you know? When you speak for Murong Chui, I am actually unwilling, even though he seems very loyal. , but I still can't see through his heart. People in Murong's family are like this. I destroyed their country and moved their whole family to Chang'an, but my heart is still empty, and I always feel that I have done nothing. And I always feel like I’m losing something.”
"Brother Huang, what the prime minister said makes sense on this point. It is useful for the country to send the Murong family to the frontier, and their lives are also valuable."
Fu Jian sighed, "I never thought of this. It's just that the disaster on the frontier has always caused national turmoil. I never dare to let go of the Murong family, especially the frontier of Daqin. I can't hand it over to them."
Xuancheng knew what policies Fu Jian was pursuing. He was familiar with the history of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. Fu Jian put all his direct lineage in the frontiers, but placed people from other races in Chang'an.
In the eyes of historians, this is wrong.
But in the eyes of psychologists, there is some truth to this.
Fu Jian was afraid of the Murong clan in his heart. He was always worried that they would threaten him, so he dared not let them go, so he put all the Murong clan in Chang'an City.
Xuancheng didn't say anything more, quietly admiring this beautiful land.
"Go back." After an unknown amount of time, Fu Jian suggested.
Xuancheng pondered for a while, then nodded, "Okay."
It was already dusk when we returned to the palace, Fu Jian left him to talk in the announcement room, Nan An came to report to Fu Jian in a low voice, and saw his brows tense.
"Okay, I get it, let's go right away."
Nan'an retreated, Fu Jian got up from the ground, with a hurried look, "Young brother, you go back first, and I will have a good talk with you some other day."
He was about to go out in a hurry, Xuancheng could only take advantage of his back before disappearing, and said in a deep voice behind him, "Is it Murong Chong again?"
Fu stood firm.
Xuancheng knew that he had guessed right, only Murong Chong could make Fu Jian like this.
But Fu Jian didn't stay for long after all, it was just that the standing back at that moment made Xuancheng's heart ache.
He didn't listen to Fu Jian's words and left immediately. He was silent for a long time in the announcement room, and finally he walked out with his head down. He didn't go back to the mansion, he went to the direction of Ganquan Palace, and there was no palace person to stop him along the way.
He looked at the flickering candles in Ganquan Palace, and there were clear shadows engraved on the wall in the bright light. Xuancheng didn't think about it, didn't look at it, but his body didn't obey, it still went there.
He was standing in the flowers not far from Ganquan Palace, he laughed at himself, is this considered peeping
But what can he see
Only, he can hear it.
He could hear clearly and clearly.
He listened to the voice coming from the palace, he was ashamed to speak, but he didn't dare to speak, he covered his face and sighed, he didn't know what he was sighing, he closed his eyes, but he didn't know why he didn't dare to open them.
He listened to the gasp that was higher than the other, and his heart ached, and he seemed to be able to imagine the lingering sorrow in it.
Is it because of this that Fu Jian rushed over from the announcement room in such a hurry
He didn't dare to imagine that this was not Fu Jian in his mind.
He listened to Fu Jian's voice, that "Phoenix" was so pampered, in this world, is there one person who can win the favor alone
Maybe, only Murong Chong.
After a long, long time, those lingering panting sounds did not dissipate, but Xuancheng couldn't wait any longer.
He left silently.
He stayed in the palace for a long time, from Ganquan Palace to Weiyang Palace, when the night watch guards saw him, they just greeted him and didn't notice the strangeness on his face.
Xuancheng stood at the gate of the palace, he looked in the direction of Ganquan Palace, even though it was so far away, he could still imagine what it was like there.