He opened his eyes, the person in his eyelids was too eye-catching, he didn't dare to look at it, but he still had to.
There was a little smile on his sharp-edged face, "Brother, brother." He called so softly.
"Fu Jian?"
Fu Jian raised his hand, as if to caress his face, but in the end his hand stopped in the air, "How can I rest assured when I walk alone, this is good, all the government affairs in the palace are lazy."
Xuancheng couldn't believe it.
Fu Jian stood in front of him, smiled at him, and spoke to him.
So tender, so sensational.
"Why did you come?" Xuancheng's first sentence was a question, but he was involuntarily moved in his heart.
Fu Jian said, "My younger brother wants to travel to various countries for me and inspect the surrounding areas. How can I be indifferent? This country, after all, belongs to my Fu family, and I will share it with you equally."
Xuancheng said, "What about Chang'an? This trip is not a day or two, but a month or two months."
Fu Jian said casually, "With Jinglue here, it is more than enough for me to go back to the Jin Dynasty. What's more, Hong'er is now able to manage state affairs, so it's time for him to handle government affairs."
Xuancheng glanced at him coldly, "What's the reason? Could it be that Dao'an was teaching Buddhism in the palace again, and it's outrageous to talk about Buddhism for three or four months."
Fu Jian laughed loudly, "Brother, how did you guess right? Yes, it's about Buddhism and the spirit of Buddhism. How can I understand it in a month or two? How can I understand it after half a year?"
Xuancheng looked at him with contempt.
"Even so, the ministers are easy to deceive, what about your concubines?"
"I'm not close to women, they won't be suspicious if they walk around in the palace."
Xuancheng was silent.
He turned and left, not wanting to talk to this proud and conceited man.
"What about Murong Chong? Do you want to take him to travel the north and south of the river?" Xuancheng couldn't resist Fu Jian's rascals, and when the two walked together, Xuancheng asked in deep thought.
Fu Jian did not answer this question.
Xuancheng felt cold.
Fu Jian still cared about Murong Chong, but he didn't want to make his younger brother feel bad in front of the younger brother of the same mother, so he refused to answer all the topics related to Murong Chong.
"How about going to Yecheng first, passing through Daiguo, Qiuchi, then going to Guzang, and returning to Chang'an along the way, okay?" Fu Jian suggested.
Xuancheng said disdainfully, "This was originally my idea, what can I say."
"Really? But I remember brother, you said you were going to Jiankang?"
Xuancheng gave him a white look, "Jiankang has to go, but with your burden, I changed my mind and didn't go."
"Oh, what a pity that is, brother, you really think about your brother."
Xuancheng snorted coldly.
But his heart was hot, warm, and warm, and he pursed his lips and smiled.
Starting from Chang'an to the north, it's a bit cold at this time of year, the river is frozen, and it's dead silent.
"Have you brought any money?" Fu Jian asked suddenly when he was far away from Baqiao.
Xuancheng looked at him, and said unhappily, "No."
Fu Jian clapped his hands and lost his voice, "Hey, this is a terrible situation. Where do we live, what do we eat? What do we wear?"
Xuancheng sneered, "Brother Huang, you are the emperor, why are you afraid of this?"
"Out of the palace, I am nothing."
"Oh, by the way, brother, don't call me that outside, just match you and me, you are my brother, I am your brother, remember."
"I'm not that idiot."
Fu Jian seemed to have been wronged, "My dear brother, I have abandoned political affairs for you, why don't you give my brother a good face."
Xuancheng ignored him, once this person spoke, he would chat endlessly.
Xuancheng doesn't want to talk to him too much at the moment, he wants to be quiet and think about it, now that there is such a follower around him, and his solitude is destroyed again, he doesn't have the freedom to go wherever he wants, Xuancheng secretly complains Not enough.