So, they really bid farewell to Lu Guang that night and left this place. Lu Guang watched their backs go away.
Their bodies gradually drifted away until the night came up and completely eroded their backs. Lu Guang raised his head to look at the few sparse stars, and took a deep breath.
This night, they spent the long night again, but Xuancheng didn't feel lonely at all, because there was always someone by his side, he was very down-to-earth, and he didn't complain even if they were snuggled together in the remote wilderness.
Xuancheng comforted himself and said, this is called traveling the world poorly.
Xuancheng did a careful calculation, and it was more than 20 days before the opening of Chang'an. I don't know what happened to Chang'an. Did the officials find any clues? Wang Meng can still handle it, how is the prince
He wanted to ask Fu Jian, but Fu Jian looked at ease, so he didn't know how to speak, but seeing that he was restless, Fu Jian asked with concern, "Why is my brother so preoccupied? "
Xuancheng didn't hide it, so he said casually, "I'm worried about Chang'an, we're leaving, can the prime minister and the crown prince really live?"
"Why, you don't believe me?" Fu Jian asked with a smile.
Xuancheng became a little unhappy when he heard his words, and complained to him, "It's all you, I'm going out for a walk, touring various countries, what are you doing here, if you don't sit and guard Chang'an, you don't care about your own country?"
"Where did my brother see that I don't care?"
"You left Chang'an so casually, hey, forget it." Xuancheng was still complaining in the first sentence, but sighed in the last sentence.
In fact, how much he wished that Fu Jian would follow him like this. Although he was worried about Qin, he still recognized Wang Meng's talent.
"We're going to Yecheng in five or six days. Don't think so wildly. It's hard for you to come out. Brother, I don't want you to be like a resentful woman every day." Fu Jian laughed at him.
Although Xuancheng was angry, what he said was true, not to mention it was all started by himself, so he couldn't back down halfway.
"Well, I see, let's go."
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There is a very beautiful river in the country of Yan. The ice has not completely melted in this season, and the white mist is lingering on it. Standing in the distance, it looks like a fairyland. Xuancheng looked at it for a while, and Fu Jian asked softly , "Like it here?"
Xuancheng nodded aimlessly.
He didn't want to admit that he was a southerner. He had never seen snow or ice in the northern country. He had only seen it in movies. The snow in Chang'an was so beautiful, and the snow in the northeast was so majestic. The world is white, it feels so good.
"Brother, do you remember what this river is called?"
"Ah." Xuancheng was taken aback.
Fu Jian thought he was lost in this beautiful scenery, so he didn't ask any more questions, but said to himself, "That year, you said that we would stay on the Luan River for a lifetime, this lifetime is too long, I can't wait rise."
Xuancheng didn't understand what he was referring to, but he changed his mind, Luanhe River was within the territory of Yan State, and it was recorded in history that Fu Jian visited the northern countries before destroying Yan State in 370, and this is the place where he revisited, so, What he said he couldn't wait was that he had already waited.
"Brother Huang is here now, remember what I said before, it's all over."
"Yes, it's all over."
Perhaps, Xuancheng thought, what he and Fu Jian said were fundamentally different things, but their thoughts coincided with each other.
"We will arrive in Yecheng in three days, are you looking forward to it?" After a long silence, Fu Jian asked him suddenly.
"What about you?" Xuancheng asked Fu Jian instead of answering directly.
Fu Jian stared deeply at the vast expanse of whiteness in the distance, "People go to the empty building, and everything is hard to return to. What is there to look forward to, but if you think about it, brother, how can I disappoint you."
Xuancheng was displeased, and thought, "Is this the fault of me?"
Fu Jian patted him on the shoulder, "But as long as my brother is happy, I will accompany you wherever you go."
Xuancheng is particularly awkward now that Fu Jian called him that. For some reason, he always felt that Fu Jian called him that on purpose. Maybe it was to remind himself all the time that he and Fu Jian were close relatives, close relatives of the same mother and compatriots.