A sleepless night.
On the second day, Xuancheng went to the early court as usual, and after the court, he stayed. He went to the Empress Dowager's palace to ask her well, and then rushed to the Xuan room, where Fu Jian happened to be inside.
I was still surprised to see him, put down the folder in my hand, looked at him, and smiled faintly, "Come here, brother, since you're here, I know you have something to say."
Xuan Chengdao, "I do have a lot to say to you."
"Oh, really? Then I want to hear it."
Xuancheng stepped forward, sat beside Fu Jian, and said to Nan'an who was standing by, "Go down first."
Nan An was taken aback, this was the first time anyone other than Fu Jian gave him such an order.
Fu Jian was also taken aback, but said to Nan An, "Nan An, then go out first."
Nan'an took a look at Xuancheng, and went out in disbelief.
"Okay, now you can talk. If you have anything to say, I'll listen."
Xuancheng thought for a while, and said solemnly, "Brother Huang, I want to go for a walk."
"Go for a walk? Where?"
"There are great rivers and rivers, all corners of the country, as long as you are not in Chang'an, you can be anywhere."
"You want to leave Chang'an? Why?"
"No reason." Xuan Cheng replied nonsensically.
Fu Jian stared at him in surprise, but Xuan Cheng didn't look at him, and looked elsewhere.
"Brother, look at me." Fu Jian said, his voice raised a little, with a hint of irresistibility in it.
Xuancheng had no choice but to stare at him. He saw something in Fu Jian's eyes, and he didn't know what it felt like. He really wanted to take back what he just said.
"You want to leave me? Why? You are my younger brother and the prince of my Great Qin Dynasty. No one has more status and power than you. What are you doing when you leave Chang'an? Where are you going?" Fu Jian's series of questions made Xuancheng I fell into deep thinking.
Yes, my identity is Yang Pinggong of the former Qin Dynasty, a prince under one person and above ten thousand people. He possesses everything in the glory of power and status. Why did he leave Chang'an, and where can he go after leaving Chang'an
go home? But where is his home
Nanjing.
No, he doesn't know how to go back to Nanjing in the 21st century.
He blurted out, "Go to Jiankang."
Fu Jian was taken aback, "What are you doing in Jiankang?"
Xuancheng thought for a while, then said, "Look at a friend."
Fu Jian suddenly realized, "Oh, you are talking about Yan Yi, you don't need to go to see him, he is very good, better than you and me."
Xuancheng already knew Yan Yi's identity, of course he knew he was good, but he wanted to find a better reason for himself.
Fu Jian sighed heavily, "Actually, you want to leave me, right?"
Xuancheng did not deny it.
That is the default.
"Tell me the reason." Fu Jian asked so forcefully.
Xuancheng shook his head, "There is no reason, I want to go out for a walk."
"No, this is not your real thought, I can see clearly."
Xuancheng was afraid, Fu Jian was an emperor, he had keen insight and narrow eyes like an eagle, as if he could see through a person at a glance.
Xuancheng insisted on himself, but Fu Jian would not let him go.
In the end, Fu Jian couldn't bear to compromise, "Okay, I will let you go."
Xuancheng was not happy, but slightly disappointed. He didn't know if it was because Fu Jian thought so in his heart, or if he had no hope of staying after the ideological struggle.
It doesn't matter, the important thing is that he can leave Chang'an.
He sketched out a lot of pictures in his mind at once. He wanted to go to Changbai Mountain to see the snow, Kunlun Mountain to overlook the sentient beings, Guzang, Jiankang, Qinhuai River, many places, he wanted to go one by one. Pass.
Let's just call it a trip, he thought so, anyway, he doesn't need to spend money, he has plenty of money.
In fact, he didn't want to admit the real reason why he left Chang'an.
He didn't want to see Murong Chong.
He really didn't want to see him, not because of any deep hatred between the two of them, but if he didn't look, he didn't want to, and if he didn't want to, he would avoid many things.