Afternoon in the courtyard, the sun was just right, Xuancheng saw Fu Jian standing under the mulberry tree, and walked over gently, "Aren't you leaving today?"
Fu Jian said, "It's so nice here, it's better to stay a little longer."
"Are you nostalgic for this place?" Xuancheng was incredulous.
"is it not OK?"
Xuancheng seemed to laugh, "Yes."
"Let's go then, in the afternoon."
"Huh?" Xuancheng was completely confused by him.
They went to bid farewell to the old couple here, but the old couple retained them, Xuancheng insisted on leaving, Fu Jian had no choice but to say goodbye painfully.
"If you see the Murong family of our country of Yan in the future, please be sure to tell it on your behalf. There is a day when everything will come back, and you don't have to care about the victory or defeat overnight."
Hearing his words, Xuancheng had already touched Fu Jian's sensitive nerves, and quickly responded, "Okay, okay, we will definitely bring them, thank you for taking me in these two days, old man, and I'm leaving."
"Go slowly and take care." The old man got up and saw him off.
Xuancheng quickly pulled Fu Jian away, and after walking a long distance, Xuancheng said to Fu Jian, "Don't listen to what he said, it's all nonsense, he's talking nonsense."
"How do you know he's talking nonsense?"
"Brother Huang, you put all those members of the Murong family in Chang'an. They have no chance." Xuancheng only wanted to say good things, and didn't want to make bad assumptions, and he will take his time in the future.
"Hmph." Xuancheng didn't understand what Fu Jian's cold word meant.
"I arrived in Yecheng in less than a day. How do you feel about revisiting the old place?"
"Revisiting the old place?" Xuancheng wondered.
Has he and Fu Jian really been here before? If what Fu Jian told him earlier was true, that they had been to Yecheng and met Murong Chong, then everything would have been logical without any accidents, then all of this followed the trajectory of history.
"People go to the empty building, there is no sense." Xuancheng said, "It is a common thing for a country to perish, and you treat them too well."
"Some people are kind by nature, while others are cruel by nature. You don't need to worry about those who can be influenced, and they won't appreciate you no matter how kind you are stubborn."
"Are you mocking me?" Fu Jian asked back.
"Don't dare."
Fu Jian said, "You are all the same. Jing Lue is like this, and you are the same. I treat them well, but you all oppose me, right? The crown prince also said in front of me that he is too kind to the surrendered general."
"Let's not talk about this for now, let's go out for a walk and not talk about political affairs." Xuancheng took the lead to put aside the subject.
Fu Jian shook his head helplessly, "Emperors have their own troubles, alas."
That night, they slept in the wild again, and they didn't even get dinner, which cast a shadow on Xuancheng, and they would have to spend money to play in the future.
Arrived in Yecheng the next day, Fu Jian first asked someone to send a letter to the guard of Yecheng. Xuancheng knew that after Fu Jian destroyed the Yan Kingdom, he sent Wang Meng to guard here for a period of time, and Wang Meng returned. After arriving in Chang'an, Yecheng was handed over to Duke Changle.
The Duke of Changle was the eldest son of Fu Jian, but he was a concubine. In the ancient royal family, the crown prince was always established but not the eldest son. Therefore, Fu Hong became the crown prince of course, while Fu Pi, the Duke of Changle, was fighting outside all year round.
So, Fu Jian was sending a letter to his son.
"Aren't you going to see Duke Chang Le?" Xuan Cheng asked.
Fu Jian frowned, as if he was thinking about his words.
Xuancheng also thought about it for a while, he was right.
"I won't go, he can guard well here, so we don't need it."
"Then you send him a letter?" Xuancheng couldn't figure it out. I came to the place where my son was stationed, so I didn't want to visit my son.
Fu Jian smiled lightly and said, "We are penniless, and you and I have no ability to make money. If we don't want it from him, who else would want it?"
Xuancheng understood.
It turned out that this was Lao Tzu asking his son for money.
Xuancheng couldn't laugh or cry.
The dignified emperor said that he has no ability to make money, he can really laugh at himself, and he is so brash and of course asking his son for money.
Xuancheng hehe, "It's my fault."
It is indeed his fault, who told him to go out without money, and hurt others.