"It was the King of Yuezhi who had no intention of fighting again. What did this have to do with his beloved? I was not at ease to join the alliance with the wolf without claws. Besides, three years after his beloved left, I was determined to use the power of a country to attack the Huns, and had long given up the idea of ​​forming an alliance with the Yuezhi.

Tell me quickly, this journey is dangerous, how did you return to Chang'an?"

"On the way back, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Huns, I changed to the southern road, followed the southern foot of Kunlun Mountain, passed Shache, Yutian, and Loulan to enter the Qiang area, and be careful all the way.

But unexpectedly, the Qiang people also became vassals of the Huns. My husband and others were captured by the Huns again. I knew that resistance would be useless and would be wiped out, so I was detained for many years..."

When Zhang Qian thinks of this past, his heart still feels a little painful, which makes people feel touching.

What a period of time! During the day, in order to avoid the Huns' horse team, they were hiding in the canyon or in the dense forest.

Until the marching at night, if it encounters a heavy snowy day, it is often a long time before returning to its original place.

The most difficult thing is the problem of eating more than 100 people. The local Qiang people could only secretly sell them food on their backs. Therefore, they could not buy food even if they had money. They were always hungry and full.

The moon in Kunlun Mountain is as bright and quiet as the moon in Chang'an.

In the past, when his son was sleeping soundly, Zhang Qian always hugged his beloved Nama and told his longing for Chang'an to the moon in the sky.

He depicts the magnificence and glory of the palace, the elegance and simplicity of the folk customs.

But in fact, I have heard these things many times, but when Zhang Qian said that, she always listened curiously, and was still as fresh as before.

"Qian!" Nama called softly, "What does the Han Emperor look like?"

"You will know when you arrive in Chang'an. He is very young, with a handsome appearance and extraordinary demeanor."

"Are you like you?"

Zhang Qian smiled and said, "Haha! How can I compare with the emperor? I can't compare."

When Nama heard this, although there was a smile on her face, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, which was pitiful.

"Nama! Do you regret it?" Najima shook his head and said, "I heard that there was civil strife in the Huns, and I care about my father."

"He is very steadfast in the work of the father-in-law, and he is highly respected among the Hun tribes, and the high priest's care, so he will not be able to do anything."

"I hope...the Moon God can bless them with safety and plans to be seamless."

Nama leaned against Zhang Qian's shoulder and looked at the moon above his head and said worriedly.

Taking caress of Nama's face, Zhang Qian felt very uncomfortable and said with a heartache: "Nama, you have made you suffer. I will go out to find another way tomorrow. You have to look for your son, do you know?"

"Don't worry!"

Unfortunately, the Huns commander stationed in the Qiang area quickly recognized Nama, and he immediately reported the news to Yi Zhixie.

...

"Huns! I am irreconcilable with you!" Zhang Qian roared towards the grassland in the night.

Tang Yi's father covered his mouth from behind, felt depressed, and advised in a deep voice: "I am so sorry that this place is a Qiang area, and the Huns will suddenly arrive, and the brothers will no longer be able to withstand the tossing."

"So... I can only keep hatred in my heart and endure humiliation!!"

This was the third evening of his conversation with Liu Che. He could not suppress his longing for Nama and his son for a while. Tears flowed down his cheeks. The bitterness and astringency stained his broken heart and dyed the bright red blood.

"Nama's only wish during her lifetime was to be able to return to Chang'an with me..."

Zhang Qian wiped away tears with his sleeve and then said, "In a few days, the news came that Zuo Gudu Hou defected and Yi Zhixie led his troops to pursue him. I took advantage of the chaos and avoided the main route, walked all the way, and fled back without covering his body."

Liu Che couldn't help but stretched his arm across the desk, pulled Zhang Qian's hand and said, "You are loyal and courageous, and your achievements are in the great man and for thousands of years!"

Liu Che told Zhang Qian that the Zuogudu Marquis had surrendered to the Han Dynasty and was also named Marquis of She'an. He would come to the capital to worship in a few days.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Qian carefully took out two sheepskins from his arms, spread them in front of Liu Che, and said, "This first picture is a picture of the situation of the Huns given by the son of Jianxin Hou Lou Jing when he passed by Mingyue Mountain in Haoxian County when he left Beijing.

There is also a second picture of the maps of the Western Regions drawn by me along the way. There are other important information in my mind. I will not write the people's customs I have seen along the way into memorials and submit them to the emperor."

Liu Che bent down, his eyes slowly moved westward from Chang'an on the picture, his eyes flashed, he stroked the parchment paper, and he said, "Kucha, Wusun, Dayuan, Kangju, Dayuezhi...

Suddenly, Liu Che raised his head and asked, "If, I said, if I ordered my beloved to go to the Western Regions again, would you...will you go again?"

"A hundred brothers, my wife and children, were buried under the hands of the Huns, and I was able to survive with great blessings from the emperor.

The emperor's kindness is vast, and everything I have belonged to the Han Dynasty. Not to mention going to the Western Regions again, even if you bury your bones in the green mountains and bury your soul in the desert, you will die without regrets!

However, I have another disrespectful request. I wonder if I can say it now?" Zhang Qian said.

"Hahaha, my dear... just say whatever you want, I'll listen!"

"Most of my brothers and wives and children have died in the desert. I have no other wishes. I just want to build a tomb for them in the suburbs of Beijing so that their souls can return to Chang'an."

"Okay." Liu Che immediately came to Bao Sang and asked him to let Shaofu Temple allocate coins for the need to raise the tomb.

Zhang Qian hurriedly knelt down and said, "If there is a day when they set out again, if they know in the spring, they should also remember everything before their lives and welcome our arrival in the Western Regions."

"Okay! From now on, my dear will take a year or two before you can recruit domestic warriors and prepare early.

The main force of the Huns has retreated to the north of the Moon, and the south of the Moon is weak. He will no longer dare to go south to invade the Han Dynasty in a short period of time. Moreover, the great Han soldiers are in the border area. Loulan surrenders and has troops to guard it, so that the road can be safe. When Zhang Qian arrives, I will still see you off outside Hengmen."

...

But the next morning, the news of the Empress Dowager's acute illness put all the issues of the court meeting on hold, and Liu Che temporarily suppressed the matter of his clothes.

When Liu Che, Wei Zifu, Chen Ajiao and Li Yan rushed to Changxin Hall, Qin Sujuan and Chunyu Yi (recruited for Liu Che) were already waiting there.

"How is the Queen Mother's illness?"

As soon as Liu Che stepped into Changxin Hall, he saw Chunyu Yi at first sight and asked anxiously.

Chunyu Yi stumbled and said, "This..."

"When is it? Why are you still stinging...?"
Chapter completed!