"Tell me quickly, why did your father Zuo Guduhou surrender to the Han Dynasty? There is also that Zhang Qian, who is there, he is there! A stupid woman!"

King Xiu Tu raised his sabre, his face was full of flesh and blood, and shouted loudly to Nama.

"You can't catch up with him."

"So, Nama, you know where they are going. Tell me quickly and spare your life!"

"snort!"

Ah! Yi Zhixie understood that Zhang Qian and Zuo Gudu Hou must have followed the instructions of the Han generals to head south. Maybe he had crossed the north of the Great Wall, the south of the desert, and entered the Han territory.

"You spy!"

Yi Zhixie slapped out his palm angrily and pulled at Nama hard, "How dare you instigate the Zuo Gudu Hou to surrender to the Han Dynasty. Chase! You must catch up with that traitor, come!"

"stop!"

A delicate shout came, and Ge hurriedly rushed to Yi Zhi's inclined face, grabbed his right hand with his left hand, and the slap did not fall down for a long time.

"The women and young in the tribe are my protection objects. Without me nodding, you have no right to deal with her!"

Yi Zhixie sneered, threw her hand away, and scolded: "She has committed a serious crime of collusion with the enemy. This is all up to me. Come on, please arrest Nama!"

Immediately, a large number of personal soldiers rushed in to surround Nama and the high priest.

"Take this woman..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a stream of passionate blood squirting on his forehead, so firm and so decisive.

On his deathbed, Nama glanced at the dome next to him and then focused on the Ge and showed a hint of desire.

Until Ge nodded,

Nama had a quiet smile,

Forever, another world.

"You!" Yi Zhi swung his arms with slanted and powerfully, hitting the personal soldiers in the face.

"Why don't you stop her?"

After many years, Nama was like a star in the sky. Ge could only look at her from afar, but could not get close to her. It was not until she gave birth to a son and reconciled with Zhang Qian as before that Ge saw her happy smiling face.

Ge once swore that when she and Hu Xie joined forces to persuade Zuo Gudu Hou to surrender, his first wish was to let this woman leave the Huns and be happy forever with her beloved, and now...

She had done it soon

Nama died...

The plan was originally perfect, but who knew that the way of heaven was always lacking. At the critical moment, the subordinates of Zuo Gudu Hou actually had different intentions from Zuo Gudu Hou himself!

In fact, this does not affect itself, because she is also a Hun. She persuaded a Zuogudu Marquis to surrender, and would not let Zuogudu Marquis take away a citizen.

She and Hu Xie cooperated with each other just to save Zhang Qian's family, and there was nothing else except that.

But when Zuo Guduhou and Zhang Qian and his group were about to leave, a large captain noticed an abnormal movement and detained Nama and her son first...

Go knew what the hope in Nama's eyes meant. She knew that she could not escape and wanted to protect her son who was a few years old.

...

"Emperor! I am back! Ten years! I have been back! I can finally return to Chang'an..."

Zhang Qian knelt beside the road outside the city, looking at the crossbridge that was about to cross, and burst into tears.

"Uncle! Are we really going home?" Liu Huai followed him to tears and cried.

"Really! This is true! We're going home, we're going home, don't you see that there's Hengqiao in front of us?"

Zhang Qian hugged Liu Huai tightly in his arms, and pointed his trembling hands across the Wei River.

"Boy! After crossing this bridge, it's Chang'an. We're really going home."

"Envoy! I'm back home, this is a happy event! Be happier!" said Tang Yi's father.

"You are right, it's a happy event!"

Having said that, things have changed now. When he set out, he was still a proud and handsome talent. When he returned, Zhang Qian's temples were white under various tortures.

The grand farewell ceremony outside Chang'an City was still vivid in my mind, and most of the more than 100 brothers who followed him were buried in the desert.

His dear Nama and his son have been left at the feet of the Xiongnu Chanyu. Life and death are uncertain but there is still a lot of luck! What is left to him is eternal longing and unforgettable pain.

He wanted to go back and save them, but he understood that what it shouldered was a greater responsibility!

The affairs of the country and the world,

Without a country, there is no home...

Zhang Qian took over the Han Festival from Tang Yifu's father, which was the only sustenance that could soothe his emotions.

He gently caressed the Han Festival, and felt a kind of affection for returning from a long time. He had come true after ten years of dreams, and it was hard to pity the people in front of him again...

"Let's go! Let's cross the bridge, there is still a road ahead." Zhang Qian choked.

The red-maned horse is old, and its steps are no longer so vigorous. It may be based on its early memories to identify the way back, but it stands at the head of a crossbridge, wagging its tail, and is reluctant to move forward for a long time.

The sun and the moon are reincarnated. Dou Ying, who participated in the decision to empty the Western Regions in the early years of Jianyuan, had already passed away.

Zhang Qian didn't know that during the day he left Chang'an, the King of Huainan also committed suicide, Dou Ying and Guanfu left, Wei Wan left, and not many people knew him in the court.

Not to mention anything else, I don’t know how many times I have changed this little Sima of Beique.

Therefore, when Zhang Qian brought Tang Yifu and Liu Huai to appear in the northern palace of Weiyang Palace on the Han Festival, Sima, who was on duty here, was stunned.

How far away it was, Sima could not confirm that the uninvited guest in front of him was the envoy who had been sent west under the imperial edict.

"If you have a letter, you can stay here. You will be transferred to the court."

"No! I will meet the emperor immediately."

"This...is probably..."

"Have Sima never seen this Han Festival? This was handed over to me by His Majesty!"

Sima shook his head blankly. He couldn't blame him. How could he know this? When Zhang Qian left Chang'an, he might have been just a little man...

No wonder, as they were talking, almost none of them knew him.

Zhang Qian sighed and said to Sima: "I am waiting here. As long as you hand over this Han Festival to Eunuch Bao, you will understand everything."

Yes, now only this Han Festival can prove his identity, the only credential.

...

Half a day later,

When Bao Sang saw the Han Festival, he hurriedly said to Sima: "Please come to the school gate and wait quickly. Our family will report the report now!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran into Xuanshi Hall. "Emperor! Emperor, hahaha! Zhang Qian is back."

"Hmm? What did you say?"

The bamboo slips in Liu Che's hand fell to the ground, grabbed his shoulder and said, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Emperor! Zhang Qian is back."

Bao Sang was filled with tears in the corners of his eyes, and his sharp voice was trembling with excitement.

"Emperor! Zhang Qian is back. Look, this is the Han Festival that the emperor gave him."

"Give it to me!"
Chapter completed!