"Old Lu, what are you shaking? The wind is warm, and the sun hasn't set yet, so it's not cold! ”

In late March, in the wasteland more than 20 miles west of Qiuzi City, more than 30 Han soldiers rode horses and stood in three rows on the road.

Ren Hong was at the front, and Han Dangdang was holding the flag on his side, but there were everyone's jokes behind him.

"He's afraid of the Usun." Although Zhao Han'er didn't talk much, he could always make up for the knife at the most critical moment, and this time, Lu Jiuyu's expression was even more uncomfortable.

"Hahahaha, I almost forgot, a year ago, Lao Lu was attacked by the black granddaughter savage in Langcheng."

"Don't make a fuss!"

Ren Hong, who has always been kind, rarely reprimanded his subordinates with a straight face.

"This trip is no longer than usual, it is about the alliance between the Han and Wusun, and when we meet in front of the Wusun people, don't talk nonsense, let alone conflict with it."

The subordinates smiled and said in unison:

"No, the one who knows it!"

The word "confessor" was pulled by them for a long time, this is Ren Hongde's new position, and the same as the squire, it is still under the command of Langzhong, belonging to the court officials and close ministers, the rank ratio is 600 stones, and Ren Hong has been promoted by two levels.

Ren Hong's face was serious, but he muttered secretly in his heart: "But I heard that the confessor has very high requirements for appearance and morality, not only requires filial piety, but also gives priority to beauty pageants, has a big voice, looks majestic, and knows the etiquette of Binzan, and my little beard is not thick." ”

He touched the short beard that he deliberately left to look mature, and revered repeatedly:

"Is it because I'm so handsome that I'm exceptionally appointed?"

Of course, this is a joke, it should be because Fu Jiezi wrote to the imperial court to state Ren Hong's merits in Shanshan and Tiemen, and highly recommended it.

Thinking of this, Ren Hong's resentment towards Fu Jiezi in March and March also disappeared, and the old leader was still good to him.

In addition to being the master of ceremonies in the court, this confessor often undertakes a task, that is, to send envoys and escorts.

Doctor Taizhong is the main envoy, and the confessor is the deputy envoy, which is one of the combinations of the Han Dynasty's envoys to foreign countries, and in the first year of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, headed by Lu Jia, the envoy to South Vietnam is this combination.

This time is the same, although Ren Hong is an envoy, he is not qualified to hold the festival, because his task is relatively simple, he does not need to look at the vertical and horizontal, he only needs to escort the Wusun envoy to Chang'an safely.

"It seems that the old man didn't lie to me, this errand seems to be quite easy, and after I go back, I can be promoted to a higher level."

It has been a few days since he received the mission from the imperial court, and with Ren Hong, a total of thirty-six officials, came to wait more than 200 miles away from Luntai City - the reason why they came so far was that in addition to the fact that the court regarded the turtle as nothing, it was also for the sake of safety. Although the large army of the King of the Sun Chase was blocked at the Iron Gate, it was not impossible for the scout team to come over the Tianshan Mountain.

This place is located at the mouth of the salt water ditch at the southern foot of the Choletage Mountain, behind the Han army officials, is a barren impact platform, on which stands a tall beacon.

This is the outpost built many years ago when Li Guangli was fighting Dawan to receive the follow-up troops. Its color is red like a flame, it is six Han zhang high, that is, thirteen or fourteen meters, it is really magnificent, it can be seen from ten miles away, it is an obvious landmark, and it is also the place where Han and Wu agree to meet.

The outpost of the Wusun people had come in the morning, saying that it would arrive this evening. So Ren Hong sent the dirty officials to take a bath in the river next to them, and told them to put on clean cyan Zen clothes, draped in crimson robes, and wore black flat tops on their heads.

Everyone was very excited, because they felt that the year-long trip to the Western Regions was coming to an end, and they could take the Wusun people and embark on the way home. When I came, I said that I would not return Loulan if I didn't break it, but now that Loulan has been broken for a long time, it's time to return.

Ren Hong wore a red martial crown, a fish-scale armor, a refining ring knife around his waist, stroked the mane of the radish, and looked ahead.

Finally, as the sun gradually turned west, the man on the beacon gave a signal:

"Ren Jun, someone is coming in the distance!"

Ren Hong asked Han Dang, who had a loud voice, to shout for himself: "How many people? ”

"Dozens! It's fast, there's a car and there's a ride. ”

"What flag are they flying?"

"It's not the Dragon Horse Banner of the Guizi people."

"It's the wolf's head flag!"

At this time, Ren Hong also saw a wolf head flag with white lines on a black background on the road in the distance.

That's not Stark.

Rather, it is the banner of the Usun people.

Ren Hong knew that the Xiongnu admired the eagle, but the Wusun people were indeed a nation of wolf totems.

This is related to Wusun's Zhongxing lord hunting arrogance, more than 100 years ago Wusun and Yueshi both lived in Qilian Dunhuang, and later Yue's was strong, defeated Wusun, and killed Wusun King It is difficult to be glorious. The Wusun tribe scattered, or went into the devil's city to become a sand people, or defected to the Xiongnu.

The Wusun prince Hunt Jiaomi had just been born, and was left on the grassland when the Yue clan chased and killed, and when the Wusun people came back and thought that Hunt Jiaomi was dead, they saw an amazing scene:

There was a pale she-wolf breastfeeding Hunter, and a black crow was flying with meat in her mouth.

This is simply a copy of the legend of the founding of Rome, Ren Hong didn't believe it, but the Huns did.

After the Wusun people told the Xiongnu about this, Mao Dunshan Yu heard it, and Mao was suddenly different, so he adopted Hunt Jiaomi as an adopted son and helped him restore the Wusun tribe.

Later, he took revenge on his father for the Xiongnu to attack the Yueshi in the west, and stayed in the Ili River Valley, absorbing the Yueshi and the Cypriots to join, and expanding to the Qihe region of Central Asia, creating the now powerful Wusun.

Seeing that the Wusun people had finally arrived, everyone sat up straight on their horses.

"Hey, why is there still a Han flag?"

The sharp-eyed Zhao Han'er found that in addition to the blue wolf flag at the beginning, there was actually a red yellow Han flag at the end of the Wusun people's team, what does this mean?

Without waiting for them to think about it, the gallop of the chariot came quickly, and after a while, the Wusun delegation galloped in front of them.

The first to arrive were a dozen typical nomadic warriors, tall and pointed, wearing pointed leather hats covering their ears, wearing leather trousers and high-top boots, tall horses under their hips, all armed with Scythian bows, and elaborately decorated bow holsters and quivers. There were also weapons such as battle axes, spears, and swords, and they were dressed in leather armor with hard pieces made of animal bones or horses' hooves sewn on them.

If it weren't for their looks, the Han soldiers would have thought that this was the Huns.

Ren Hong looked at it, and the faces under the pointed fur hat were varied, including the red-haired and blue-eyed typical Wusun people, the Sai people, and the Yueshi species with a look between the East and the West. In short, it is completely different from Zhao Han'er's typical round-faced apricot eyes.

What's even more exaggerated is that there are several red-haired Wusun women, who are also fully armed and have a vicious appearance, seeing them, Lu Jiuyu began to tremble again.

These more than ten Wusun cavalry rushed to the Han envoys and looked at them vigilantly, while the officials who had been fighting the nomads for many years also subconsciously touched their weapons.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a childish command was issued, and it was proficient in Chinese.

A snow-white pony walked up to Ren Hong.

Bai Ma was a very young boy, probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, with no hair on his mouth, red hair, but black eyes, and was obviously a mixed race.

Ren Hong could see that this was a typical Wusun nobleman, wearing a leopard tail felt hat, wearing a leather suit, and a large string of gold pendants around his neck.

He then bowed his hand: "Ren Hong, the great Han man!" Wait here for the envoy of Wusun. ”

The young man returned the favor and reported his name: "Prince Wusun, ten thousand years!" ”

"It turned out to be the Prince of Ten Thousand Years." Ren Hong inquired that Princess Xie Wu, who married Wusun, had three sons with King Wusun, the eldest son Yuan Guimi, and the second son was Wannian.

Ren Hong looked behind him: "Could it be that the prince is the envoy?" ”

Let a minor be a messenger, Wusun is too child's play, do you think everyone is Ganluo?

When Wan Nian heard this, he was stunned, looked left and right and said in Wusun dialect: "He said that I am a messenger." ”

The Wusun people also laughed, and Wan Nian straightened up on his horse and pointed at the team that followed: "She's here!" ”

……

"Who is she?"

With questions, Ren Hong looked at it, in addition to the chariot, there was also the red and yellow Han flag that was getting closer and closer.

For the time being, I couldn't see who was under the flag, but before anyone arrived, the sound was heard first.

The first thing that came was the sound of the lute, and before it could be played into a tune, there was an emotion: sadness.

Then a refreshing young female voice sounded:

"My family marries me to the heavens, and I trust the king of Wusun in a foreign country.

The dome is the room, the wall is the wall, the meat is the food, and the cheese is the pulp.

I often think about my heart, and I am willing to return to my hometown for Huang Huxi. ”

This is the "Song of Sorrow" composed by Princess Xijun who is married to Hunt Jiaomi and her grandson, Ren Hong has heard King Shanshan and his wife sing, just look at the name, and complain about being far away from his hometown and not adapting to the sorrow of the Western Regions.

Such lyrics, combined with the poignancy of the strings coming out of the pipa, imply longing in the sadness, which seems to tell a princess who married in a foreign country, washed her face with tears all day long, looked at her homeland, never had her life happy, and finally died depressed.

The Wusun people got out of the way, Ren Hong stretched his neck to look, and saw that under the red and yellow man, there was a black horse, carrying a woman in men's clothes slowly approaching.

The woman was holding a lute in her arms, but unlike the curved-necked pear-shaped hu lute of Qiuzi, it was actually a straight-handled and round one.

This is the "Qin Pipa", which is a musical instrument from the Han Dynasty that absorbs the characteristics of the Western Regions. This Qin pipa has four strings and columns, small and cute, and can be played and sung on a horse.

The young girl, while playing the Qin pipa, walked this way, she lowered her eyebrows and played casually, gently pulled it together, slowly twisted, and stretched the end of the music very long, like the long-lasting incense soul of Princess Xijun.

But when the woman looked up and saw the fiery red beacon in the distance, the tune changed with a pluck.

As her fingertips opened and closed, the sound of the lute suddenly soared, like a silver bottle bursting, and the water slurry rushed; It's like killing a team of iron horsemen, swords and guns are firing in unison!

Her singing voice has also become different from before.

"A thousand horses propose to King Xi Kunmi, and my family will marry me."

"The sky is the dome, the earth is the bed, the grapes are the wine, and the jade is the wine."

"Juxi is extremely thoughtful and misses Han, and will always repay his mother country for his son!"

This is a song that Ren Hong has never heard, and it suddenly changed from the sad mood of "Song of Sorrow" to self-improvement and fearlessness!

sang a heroic spirit of women!

Ren Hong seemed to have the image of another Han princess in front of him: even though he knew his fate, he resolutely embarked on the journey. The expanse of the exotic world makes her feel refreshed, and she can taste different kinds of food. The old country cannot be forgotten, but the mission on the shoulders cannot be forgotten!

The end was also crisp and neat, and at the end of the song, the four strings roared, as if tearing the cloth.

In Ren Hong's ears, the Wusun people were still opening their mouths, but the words could not be heard, and even the neighing of the horses sitting down was automatically blocked, leaving only this music and singing.

Until the woman finally came to her.

She was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and rode an almost black West Pole horse, with only white hair on all four hooves. He was dressed in a dark green louvered silk coat, and his slender legs were stepping on high-top leather boots.

On his head, he learned the costume of a Han man, tied a bun and fixed it with a white hosta, revealing a full vestibule, and leaving thick black hair behind his sideburns.

Although she is a half-breed like Wan Nian, her skin is extremely fair, although her nose is not so high, her deep eyes look at Ren Hong, dark and shiny.

There is no shyness or softness in the eyes, some are just heroic!

It's even a bit aggressive!

Ren Hong is exhausted, I don't know how to describe it, Reba, Naza, Reiza? It seems that she is not as beautiful as her, and the advantages of the Eastern and Western races are concentrated on her face.

Watching the girl approach step by step, Ren Hong looked away from his greedy gaze slightly, not too rude, and their subordinates were stunned one by one.

Wan Nian hit the horse and smiled at the woman: "Sister, you really listen to your mother's words, when you see the first Han family beacon, you play the song she sang, so abrupt, and you are not afraid of people's jokes." ”

"By the way, the Han envoy is looking for the Wusun envoy, and he thinks I am."

Wan Nian turned around and introduced to Ren Hong:

"Han envoy, in front of you is the most beautiful flower in Atami, the best pipa player in Chigu City, the eldest daughter of Wusun Kunmi and Princess Dahan, Princess Yaoguang of Wusun Kingdom!"

The title is really long.

But "Yaoguang" is not bad, Ren Hong wrote down this name and solemnly handed it over.

"Ren Hong, the great Han confessor! Wait here for the envoy of Wusun. ”

Damn it! Ren Hong found that he had directly retold what he had said to Wan Nian.

Compared with Ren Hong's mistakes, the beautiful Princess Wusun is much more generous.

She didn't do the woman's courtesy, but put down the Qin pipa, slightly swayed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned:

"Ren Jun has been waiting for a long time, I am the envoy of Wusun."

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