Zhang Qian can travel thousands of miles away and has many knowledges that are more common, so how could he not understand what Nama means?

But he is a man with ambitions for thousands of miles. He cannot let the gentleness of a woman erode his will. He always remembers his mission.

Many times, he tried to leave Nama quietly, trying to escape with Tang Yifu and his brothers, but Tang Yifu asked him to give up this plan.

"Even if the envoy wants to leave, even if he hides it from anyone, he cannot let Nama down. She treats you sincerely.

Besides, without the help of Nama, can the Lord and us leave the Shanyu Court?"

At this moment, Zhang Qian looked at Nama who was walking on the grassland next to him, and had many thoughts in his heart. Yes, she had a child with herself, but she never made any request to let him stay on the grassland.

When facing such a woman, any harm is a sin. How can he bear it?

Alas! When the little eagle grows up, she will always break free from the greenhouse and fly solo.

Since Nama has followed Zhang Qian, he is destined to hand over his destiny completely to the tall man in front of him.

The cute and respectable she gently tapped Zhang Qian's shoulder with a horse whip and said, "Qian! Don't say anything, don't shake Nama's determination.

Let us leave earlier, while the Great Shanyu relaxes his vigilance now, you must know that you are still on the emperor’s mission! You have to leave and pursue your hometown!”

"Nama! Thank you!"

The shepherd dog "Wangwang" was yelling wildly, and in a moment, the sky hut of Zuoguduhou arrived.

Hearing the barking of the dog, a guard pressed the handle of the knife around his waist alertly. When he saw that it was Nama and Zhang Qian, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Zhang Qian nodded and asked, "Is Lord Zuo Gudu Hou here?"

"exist."

"Please report to the Lord, just say that Zhang Qian and Princess have arrived."

"Please wait for me, I'll report now."

...

In just a short while, Zhang Qian and his wife were already sitting on the floor of the big tent drinking horse milk wine.

Zuo Guduhou squinted his eyes and looked at the young couple, smiling.

His admiration for the recent prosperity of the Han Dynasty and respect for the strong made him very satisfied with his daughter's marriage and his feelings for Zhang Qian were also much closer.

His kind eyes shone brightly and he asked, "Where is my dad's youngest son?"

Nama replied, "He went to the grassland to ride a sheep, and someone was with him."

Zuo Guduhou nodded and laughed, "Okay! OK! The Huns all started riding sheep until they jumped onto the horse, which was considered to be the process of a man's growth.

You must prepare the bow and arrow for your brother, and my future grandson. If he can't shoot arrows and fight, he can't be considered a Hun!"

He suddenly realized that Zhang Qian had become his son-in-law, so he realized that he couldn't help but feel embarrassed by his aphasia.

He changed the subject with a haha, expressed his interest in the Han Dynasty, and asked, "The children in Chang'an all understand the world from studying, right?"

Zhang Qian shook his head: "Not only study, but all the wise men in Chang'an are masters of swordsmanship. They can only read and dance swords, and they will also be looked down upon."

"Oh?" Zuo Guduhou stroked his gray beard and said, "A good son-in-law is right, and my grandson must also be good at reading and wise!"

"Lord Zuo Guduhou is right."

As Zhang Qian said that, he filled the muddy wine for Zuo Guduhou, and handed it over with both hands.

Just when Zuo Gudu Hou took the silver bowl, he seemed to understand that there must be something important about their visit this time.

"Nama! Zhang Qian! You two came to me today, not just for the sake of drinking?"

Zhang Qian didn't say anything, but looked at Nama beside him. So, her body leaned against Zhang Qian, talking to her father very intimately and gentlely.

"Winter is here, and my family has now had thousands of sheep, and the herd of horses has expanded to hundreds. Now there are too many domes gathered by the Yuwu River. Everyone is crowded together and consumed too quickly. It won't take long to go, and the mountain will become bare.

So what my daughter means is, can we drive the flock farther away?"

"Then where do you want to go?"

"We want to cross the Anhou River and go to the banks of the Xiongnu River in the north of Zhuoxie Mountain. The environment there is also good."

"It's very far from the Shanyu Court there!"

"Then what?"

Nama stroked the head on his chest and said, "Didn't we Huns always live by water and grass? Are you still afraid of being separated from the crowd?"

Zuo Guduhou's hesitant eyes were as sharp as a knife, scanning his daughter Nama. The meaning was very clear. The most important thing was her husband, a man with the identity of a Han envoy. What would Shanyu think if he knew about it? He was the target of care!

Nama knew his father's concerns, and when he was about to speak, he heard the hurried footsteps outside the tent. Someone rushed in without regard to the guard's obstruction.

The person who came was the general and confidant of Zuo Gudu Hou. This time he came, he brought amazing news.

The Subu family and the Qiulin family, who were grazing on the Yuwu River, had another fight in order to compete for the pasture. Dozens of people died on both sides, and someone had already gone to report to Shanyu.

At this moment, Zuo Guduhou's heart immediately became heavy after hearing this. The Subu family and the Qiulin family were the two largest tribes of the Huns. They fought each other, which was unfortunate for the entire Huns.

The Right Guduhou sighed and said, "How could such a thing happen? It has reached such a serious point..."

The general was about to reply when he was interrupted by the personal guard who came in to report, saying that the Shanyu was now in charge of the matter.

Zuo Guduhou immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and no longer had the mood to talk to his daughter and son-in-law, thinking about how to solve this problem.

But this news made Zhang Qian's heart lit up. He felt that this time meant that the opportunity had come.

After the Zuo Gudu Hou got on the horse, he rode all the way to the Shanyu tent. In fact, he did not ask Shanyu about the migration of Zhang Qian's family to the Shanyu.

But amid the noise of quarrels, he once again showed generosity and tolerance as the "Prime Minister". He proposed to the Shanyu that his entire family would move to the banks of the Xiongnu River in the north of Zhuoxie Mountain.

He gave up his fertile land and became a pioneer.

This request moved Yi Zhixie. He not only agreed to Zuo Guduhou's request, but also praised his noble character in front of others.

The day passed quickly, and the night slowly enveloped the grassland. The solemn figure of Langjuxu Mountain happened to form a natural barrier in the north of Shanyu Court.

The sound of the Yuwu River flowed through the dry wind and echoed among the various domes. Occasionally, a few long sounds of wolves came from afar, which directly added a bit of gloomy horror to the grassland.

Zhang Qian picked up the Han Festival, which was accompanied by day and night from the dome, and pressed it tightly on his chest. His mind began to calm down, but his heart was slowly filled with passion.

After a long time, he hasn't felt the sacred feeling of being a Han envoy like this for a long time.
Chapter completed!