In 140 BC, the second year after Liu Che ascended the throne, Zhang Qian took office as an envoy.

Two years earlier did not hinder Zhang Qian's enthusiasm. Early spring was filled with warmth and returned to the earth. At the beginning of the year, it came as scheduled again.

Liu Che held his horse's head and looked in front of him. The only ones that were paved with pine and cypress on both sides of the road were the pavilions, the ruins that had been burned into ashes, and the layered frost sky with clouds in the sky. Chang'an had long been hidden in the vast mist.

The Prime Minister came and the Censors also came. They sat on both sides of the emperor. The officials in the capital were crowned with high crowns and garments, and arranged in the audience. Qi Quantian led the capital troops to deploy along the Hengqiao, and the posts were lined up to the north of Hengqiao.

This scene made Zhang Qian feel the weight of the Western Regions in the heart of the emperor, and also brought him unprecedented glory, and made him know the mission on his shoulders.

At the same time, Zhang Qian knew that with his official title and status, he was not qualified to enjoy such a huge farewell ceremony. The reason why the emperor arranged this was because the Han festival in his arms represented the majesty of the Han Dynasty, symbolizing the grace of His Majesty spreading all over the world, and declared the emperor's harmony and mind of all nations.

At about three o'clock in the morning, the Dianfu State, who was responsible for presiding over the farewell ceremony, announced the imperial edict of the imperial court to appoint Zhang Qian. After the drums and music sounded, he climbed to the reviewing stand and bid farewell to His Majesty, and then took the blue and blue Han Festival from the Dianfu State, decorated with bright red flags.

The breeze in early spring blew the red tassels on the Han Festival and rubbed Zhang Qian's cheeks. A warm feeling flowed, spreading and spreading in the blood.

The Chang'an City, where heroes gathered, gave Zhang Qian the role of the guard of Guangluxun Temple. Even if his official rank and rank are not high, he was bathed in the court's grace every day, felt the majesty of His Majesty, and protected the safety of the palace. As long as he performed his duties, he would sooner or later enter the ranks of the two thousand stones.

But these could not be stopped, and Zhang Qian's restless heart could not be stopped from crossing the city wall and flying to the distant border. With a vast grassland, there was a legendary story of General Li Guang and His Majesty in his ears, which often made him excited.

In his dream, Feixue was haunted by iron clothes, so he couldn't sleep peacefully when he woke up. He often wore clothes to look at the moon, and asked himself: How powerful can I make a point?

Liu Che has respect for this pioneer. God knows how hard this journey is and how to break the Silk Road is?

"When you return, it will be the day I will be the title of marquis for you!" Liu Che held Zhang Qian's hand tightly and promised with affection.

In the distant city wall, he has lived in the hometown where he has been rooted for more than 20 years. Zhang Qian was reluctant to withdraw his gaze and said in tears: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to my mission. If I can stand and die, I will never live on my knees!"

With a bitter smile, he took out the secret bag from his arms. Liu Che looked at it solemnly before making up his mind and put it in Zhang Qian's hand.

"If you are caught by the Huns, you should raise your treasure and tell them that this is what I gave to the Shanyu.

There is a letter here, written by me personally. As long as it is passed on to Yizhixie Shanyu, you can ensure that you can travel west smoothly."

After taking the gift, Zhang Qian did not ask anything else. Since His Majesty gave him such a thing, there must be his reason. Zhang Qian firmly believes in this.

"I must keep it well!"

Sighing, Liu Che continued: "I hope you don't use this tip, and..."

"Father!!!"

A childish voice suddenly came from behind the capital soldiers.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at him. A five or six-year-old boy came out of the soldier and was poking his head to shout at Zhang Qian, one after another, never breaking.

Zhang Qian's heart was so sudden that he was shocked. Why did his son come here? Will His Majesty be very unhappy that someone interrupted him?

At this time, he kept calm and looked at his son blankly, because he knew that all this depends on His Majesty's ruling.

"Hahaha!"

Liu Che's laughter broke the dilemma of everyone being stunned. At the same time, Zhang Qian's son also ran to Zhang Qian, as if he was also by Liu Che...

After touching the child's forehead, Liu Che burst out laughing and scolded Zhang Qian and everyone present: "Why are you staying there? I am so like an inhuman tyrant? Tell you the truth, they are both mother and son whom I invited to see Zhang Qian off. Look, otherwise you think this child can run in?"

Nodded, wiped away tears, hugged his son, waved to his wife in the distance, and Zhang Qian smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty cares about your ministers, I am ashamed of you!"

Liu Che just smiled but said nothing.

Then he walked away,

Their family should have more time to spend together to say goodbye and experience this warmth.

The Wuyou Mansion in Chang'an City, which was the mansion that Liu Che once built, was bustling outside the door at this time, surrounded by a large group of people, most of whom were women. They squeezed in front of the door just to say a word of thanks to express their respect for the Emperor of Han from the bottom of their hearts.

The reason why they said it was not outside the palace wall was because they felt that the only thing they should be grateful for was today, not including everyone in the palace wall. In addition, the palace wall was too high, they were afraid that His Majesty would not accept this blessing.

Liu Che abolished the birth order and set up a decree for many children and rewards, which gave women more opportunities to pay attention. They could have children happily without being distracted to deal with the harshness of the world, because Liu Che and the emperor supported them!

This situation lasted for several days.

There is joy outside Wuyou Mansion,

The mansion is just frowning.

Ma He'er tried many times, but failed. She couldn't get out at all. There were too many people at the door. Although they were all kind-hearted, she couldn't bear it anymore. When was this time it was the end, or could she not even get out again?

Compared to his sister, Ma Zhiyu was very calm, "Sister, why are you anxious? Anyway, someone has given us something to eat. Isn't it just staying in the mansion for a few days and not going out?"

"Hmph, Your Majesty is really good. He is just here to help us disperse these people. After doing great things, he will hand over the burden to Wuyou Mansion. This countless kindness is really not easy to bear..." Ma He'er smiled bitterly.

"Now people regard Wuyou Mansion as a symbol of His Majesty's outside the palace. It seems that there will be many such things in the future."

After shook his hand and bite the pancake, Ma Zhiyu smiled helplessly.

"You, you, you do nothing except practicing leg and foot skills all day long. Will Your Majesty still take your official position?" Nobel glared at Ma Zhiyu and asked for guilt.

Ma Zhiyu, who immediately became a wife, smiled weakly and said, "Your Majesty has looked for me a while ago. He said he would appoint me as a senior official soon, so don't worry!"

"Oh, by the way, why did you go to Luoyang some time ago? You have been going for nearly two months!" Ma Heer said curiously.
Chapter completed!