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It is also a common thing for Jiedu envoys to grant gifts to prime ministers, and it just makes the hot-hot Yun Heng more and more complacent, and no one at the Mid-Autumn Festival thinks it is inappropriate.Fu Xiru is very gregarious among the crowd, only he knows that the faint worry has not faded away.

When the banquet was over, the night was quiet, only a little noise remained in the palace city.When everyone was leaving the palace, Fu Xiru heard the drunken Yun Heng yelling at the immortal Chenglu plate in front of the palace: "This thing is heavy and ugly, how can it be put here! Throw it out!"

His heart skipped a beat, and the slight hint of alcohol dissipated quickly, so he stood still and looked up.

There were quite a few people who pulled Yun Heng to persuade him, some of them shook their heads and sighed with complicated expressions when they were startled by this sound.After all, this is the palace, not far from Wei Liao, although Yun Heng's words can be regarded as drunk and unintentional, after all, they are disrespectful, and he was immediately coaxed and persuaded, and taken out.

Fu Xiru knew about him, Wei Liao valued his military power, relied on him to fight this battle, Yun Heng became arrogant, always defiant, now he will only become more arrogant and domineering.It's impossible to act too hastily in restraining the feudal town, and now is not the time, even if you are worried, you can't make Wei Liao really afraid and leave behind.

I had to be more prepared.

Because he came to greet his relatives, Yun Heng would not stay for too long, the Uighurs were already ready to move, and they had to go back in winter, the time was very tight, Fu Xiru passed several news, and finally met this hot-hot Jiedu envoy at night.

"The ambassador is as handsome as ever."

Fu Xiru came here in the middle of the night, naturally he had something important to do, but at the beginning, he was calm and steady, his expression was the same as usual.Yun Heng admired in his heart that the city is really deep, and felt that he had not missed it after all, he raised his glass and said: "You and I are old acquaintances, why are you so polite, what's your purpose, just tell me."

It's true, Fu Xiru is in Youzhou, and Yun Heng is in Fan Yang. They often patrol and even saved Fu Xiru's life. Because of this, the two are acquainted with each other and appreciate each other. instinct.

Now, one of the two is a senior member of the court and the other is a high-ranking local official, so it is not easy to keep in touch with each other. If Fu Xiru wants to come here, he can only avoid the Jinwu Guards who are patrolling the curfew and pay a private visit. , the greetings are omitted.

"I know you've always been fine," Yun Hengtian never avoided other people's gazes, nor did he like others to avoid himself. He sat down with Fu Xiru as guest and host, poured wine from the Western Regions, and went straight to the business: "I helped you back to Beijing back then." Sure enough, there was nothing wrong."

Fu Xiru accepted it frankly: "It all depends on the ambassador."

When he was in Youzhou, he went through several ups and downs, and he was able to achieve a small amount. In fact, it is not a bad thing to continue like this. However, when the news of King Yiyang's death came, Fu Xiru knew that it was time to return to Beijing.After all, he wanted to go back to Chang'an, take the old road, and meet Wei Liao, so many years passed in between, but it was all in vain.

At that time, Yun Heng already had some intentions to win him over.Yun Hengjiu was in Saibei, although he was the chief of an important town, he didn't have a deep relationship with Chang'an, and under his rule, Fu Xiru had to rely on him a lot, and the two got what they needed.If Fu Xiru intends to return to Beijing, he is naturally happy to do so.

This kind of men call themselves heroes, and they look down on the love of their children. Not only are they ruthless to their concubines, but they also don't think that others will disregard their lives because of their feelings.Fu Xiru's reputation as a sycophant is not shocking to him, and he will not pay attention to his personal feelings when he returns to Beijing Yunheng. Although he feels that he still has the illusion of governing the country and the world towards Wei Liao, he is quite hesitant and weak, but The young man was deeply influenced by Confucianism, which was normal, so he was sent back with a generous present without saying a word.

When Yun Heng bid farewell, he said, "A man should establish a career and start a family, and he should be a hero all his life. After this time, my virtuous brother will be promoted step by step, rule the world, and achieve a career. It will not be a waste of great talent." , Fu Xiru still remembers these words, and always feels a strange smile when he thinks of them.

What Yun Heng wished at that time was not only what he valued, but also what Fu Xiru would eventually achieve. Now that the two are facing each other again, what he said has come true.

When Fu Xiru saw him now, it was not as if he had asked for something last time. He came to ask a question: "If the Immortal Chenglu plate is thrown out, what will it be?"

Yun Heng paused.He was born majestic, eight feet tall, standing like an iron tower, sitting like a golden bell, very majestic for no reason, when he looked at Fu Xiru intently, he couldn't help showing a bit of a fierce look.

However, he saw Fu Xiru's expression was calm, and he didn't seem to know what he was asking. It can be seen that the wind and snow in Chang'an was not light, and it made this person more and more calm.

Yun Heng looks rough, but the people who can sit in his position are all delicate-minded and quick-responsive. Originally, they wanted to reconnect with him. A roundabout hint: "I heard that there are nine tripods in the Zhou family. When the heroes are competing for the throne, the heroes aspire to the top. I ask myself that the world today is different from ancient times. Since the nine tripods have been lost, it is destined to be impossible. Now Master Fu came to ask the immortal Chenglu Disk, could it be..."

The two looked at each other, their intentions were self-evident.

Fu Xiru smiled and stopped talking.

Instead, Yun Heng began to chat: "I have advised you before, you have a tough heart and great talent, why are you so depressed and unwilling to display it? At that time you were still young, around twenty, after all you didn't know much about the world, But I know the spirit of you Han people, especially the scholars. What you study is sage articles, and what you want is long-term achievements. In fact, even the emperor doesn’t pay attention to it. It seems that the world should be what you think. Your Majesty can also be molded into a Mingjun in your eyes..."

He sighed, you naturally understand what I mean, Fu Xiru listened to him continue in silence: "But things are not like this. You see, there are many things in the world that cannot be changed, and so are people. Although I am a martial artist, I can I have read the books of sages and sages, and know what your peaceful and prosperous age looks like. You naturally understand better than me. The so-called "the world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog", are the sages not benevolent?"

Sure enough, he was very different from that appearance, neither stupid nor ignorant.Fu Xiru knew what he meant, but was surprised by his views on Confucianism and scholars. He remained motionless in this heart-to-heart discussion, as if he agreed or obeyed.

Fu Xiru has always been like this to outsiders, and Yun Heng also knows his temperament. He said it himself, and it was three o'clock in the night, and it was time for Fu Xiru to leave.

Yun Heng sent him out, and the two of them walked through the corridor one after the other, Yun Heng suddenly whispered his own drama tonight: "Could it be that you came to visit at night just to ask this question?"

Fu Xiru turned around and looked at him with a slight smile: "The ambassador knows it well, so why should I say it out loud?"

Yun Heng also naturally remained calm: "It seems that you have really been reborn."

Fu Xiru didn't answer any more, walked out the door, and bowed his hands: "Ambassador, take care."

Yun Heng returned the salute, and watched his figure disappear into the night.

Yun Heng left Beijing in August, and brought Yuntai county head back to Fan Yang for the wedding, and they became husband and wife.After he left, there were no major events in the capital, and it was Concubine Pan's canonization ceremony, and Li Jieyu was about to give birth.

Wei Liao's mind was getting less and less, and he often went to see her.

In fact, it is not difficult for the two to get along.Li Jieyu is docile and silent, similar to Ziqiong, and she is pregnant with a child. Even if Wei Liao doesn't want to think about it, he has to think about the former queen. Originally, it was for the child, but later, unconsciously, he watched more several times.

Li Jieyu has been doing well in recent days. After the imperial concubine canonization ceremony, a side hall will be built there. After giving birth to a child in the future, she will move there in a few months. Living together is also convenient for the two of them to raise the child together and spend time. time.

Wei Liao has no objection to this, it is a good thing that Concubine Pan has such a loving heart.

Because of this, when he came here, he would see the maid next to Concubine Pan, or Concubine Pan herself was here, and occasionally made a joke or two about the father and son, which made him feel very complicated.There are not many people who can talk to him about the past, let alone the matter involving the late emperor, so he has no choice but to call Fu Xiru in.

It is said that people will frequently recall the past when they are old, but this is not the case. Now that Wei Liao is at an important juncture in his life, he will naturally sort out the past.

Fu Xiru didn't comment on his memories, and simply pierced his fear: "Your Majesty is afraid. I don't know how to be a father?"

Wei Liao was taken aback for a moment, but he did not refute.

He really won't.

Fu Xiru turned over his hand, looked down at the two intertwined fingers, slowly and lightly: "Your Majesty will know."

Life is so long, not only how to be a father, but also how to be an emperor, Wei Liao will always learn.

In early October, Li Jieyu gave birth to a child.This is Wei Liao's first heir so far, and the whole country celebrates it.Wei Liao often went to the harem to wait, and finally saw his son in the swaddling baby. He couldn't make any expression for a moment, and the female officer who was holding the child handed it to him, and he subconsciously took it. The wrinkled little face was stuffed back immediately.

"Your Majesty." Ziqiong reminded him behind him, which had an irreversible meaning, so Wei Liao had no choice but to hug her back and turned around to show her.

"He's not like me."

Wei Liao stated the facts, but Ziqiong cautiously touched the baby's cheek with a straight face: "The little prince is so lovable, His Majesty is his father, so we should get along with him more than His Majesty. He will grow up very quickly, and His Majesty will be with you soon." I can see where it looks like you."

Knowing that she was happy for having a family after all, Wei Liao didn't say anything to refute, and silently put the child into Zi Qiong's arms, and let her hold her.This is certainly against the rules, but it is in line with his heart, Ziqiong is the closest person to him, so naturally she is not an ordinary servant, this child was taken care of by her mother in the womb, it is not too much to give her a hug for a while.

This joy should naturally be shared.

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The author has something to say

The child is born, and the battle must be fought.

Imperial Concubine: The side hall is rented out, water and electricity are all free, and those with children can offset the rent. We sincerely invite one person to stay.

Li Jieyu: Me, me, me, me!

Child: hello?Does anyone care that I don't want to be taken for money? ? ? ?