Mrs. Zhaojun is a beautiful name that has been widely praised in the Yili grassland in the past six months. From the beginning www.biquge.info of spring, from Chigu City to Khotanchi, the herdsmen can always see a Han woman riding a white horse and wearing a white dress, leading several Han women in the same clothes, going in and out of the herdsmen's felt tents, talking with the women, giving snacks to the children, and solving problems for the herdsmen.

The daughter-in-law of the Mu En family had a difficult birth, and she was about to die, so the Mu En family knelt down and prayed to the gods. Finally, Mrs. Zhaojun delivered the baby with her maid. After two full hours, exhausted, the mother and child were finally safe. Later, Mu En named his grandson "Gutuins", which means "the gift of a fairy" in the Wusun language.

Lord Uman threw several seriously ill female slaves from his tribe into the mountains and let the wolves eat them. Mrs. Zhaojun happened to be here, and when she heard the news, she immediately invited several herdsmen to go into the mountains to carry out the dying female slaves, and exchanged the price of three sheep for the ownership of the three female slaves. Two months later, the three female slaves recovered from their illness and followed Mrs. Zhaojun inseparably, and together with the maids, they were worshiped by the herdsmen as the envoys of Mrs. Zhaojun. There are many young men who are asking to marry and even Wusun officials. Wuman also became a joke among the nobles because of the behavior of "three sheep for female envoys".

The ewes of the Agu family gave birth, and they could see the fairy in white who was holding the lamb in her arms; The daughter of the Yiri family got married, and in the happy crowd of singing and dancing, you can see that beautiful figure......

On the Yili grassland, the legend of Mrs. Zhaojun has begun to circulate, and some people compare her to Mrs. Feng back then. At that time, Mrs. Feng was only the wife of General Wusunyou, and this Zhaojun was the side wife of the Han envoy and Han Hou, and her status was more noble. Of course, Mrs. Feng's fame in the Western Regions relied on her perseverance to mediate and solve problems for the Han Dynasty and the countries. And Mrs. Zhaojun also has the demeanor of Mrs. Feng when she was young, compared to it, she is only missing a scepter.

In the middle of October, this scepter was placed in front of Zhaojun, and along with the scepter, there was a letter.

Zhaojun stretched out his slightly trembling hand, lightly touched the scepter, and then picked up the letter.

"Zhaojun and my wife are like meeting ......"

Just looking at this and looking up, Zhaojun suddenly burst into tears, his heart was beating wildly, and he could hardly suppress it - he actually called me his wife?!

In this era, the wife can't scream indiscriminately, Zhaojun is a side wife, in fact, she is just a concubine, but when Zhang lets go of the book, he will never write like this. His thinking has not been completely assimilated by this era, not to mention that it is still outside the Cyprus. Whether it is from the point of view of respect or the mission he is about to perform, he must be called his wife.

“…… Jun's behavior, just like Mrs. Feng back then, galloped across the grassland, went in and out of the felt tent, learned Hu language, understood Hu customs, did good deeds, and made a good name. The name of Mrs. Zhaojun is spread to Wusun, and Kangju has also heard a little......"

Seeing this, Zhaojun looked up at the messenger Qing Yan, and said softly: "Qing Yan, what did you say about our business?" ”

Qingyan paused: "Yes, Childe asked very carefully." At the end, he said......"

"What?"

"Childe said, 'Zhaojun, you can afford this staff.'"

Zhaojun's eyes blurred again, and after a while, he sniffed hard and continued to look. At the end of the letter, the previous elegance has been changed to full vernacular.

“…… Zhaojun, in the entire Chigu City, you are the only person who is qualified to perform the functions of an envoy on my behalf, just like when Mrs. Feng performed her duties on behalf of Princess Jiewu. Do you have faith in yourself and remember what I said to you? Why am I confident in you? Because, you are Zhaojun! ”

Because, you're Zhaojun - I'm very optimistic about you!

His smile and meaningful words rang in his ears again.

Zhaojun was stunned and speechless for a long time - could it be that he expected this day a year ago?!

"Childe has another letter." Qingyan took out a small cloth bag with body temperature from his arms, and presented it with both hands, "Childe has words, the previous letter is private, this letter is public, it contains the instructions of Childe for this coordination, and Mrs. can act according to the rules." Childe has only one sentence to explain this. ”

Zhaojun's eyes froze: "What is it?" ”

"Don't fall into the prestige of the country, don't damage the monarch's honor."

……

The Han envoy Zhang Fang, with his wife Zhaojun, held the position of the festival and participated in the mediation between the north and the south and Wusun. This news, like wings, spread throughout the Yili grassland at a jaw-dropping speed.

When I first heard the news, whether it was Chigu Wusun, or Rier Wusun, or Qiuzi, Shache, Dawan, Jiankun, Hujie, Ding Ling, and even Kangju and Dayue's were all surprised. However, after the surprise, no one expressed disunderstanding or opposition. The reason is very simple, with the precedent of Mrs. Feng, no one thinks that it is incredible to have another female envoy.

Many remote states have inquired about the origin of this lady Zhaojun. Only then did I realize that Mrs. Zhaojun and Mrs. Feng had many similarities. All of them were born as maids, all of them were nobles with husbands, and they were all willing to turn over their knots, and they all left beautiful legends in the Yili grassland. If you have to talk about the difference, it is that Mrs. Feng goes in and out of the felt tents, mostly nobles' tooth tents, while Mrs. Zhaojun goes in and out of the herdsmen's felt bags. It is also because of this that there are not many people in the Wusun nobles who have seen her, and even if they do, Mrs. Zhaojun is mostly wearing a hat, not to mention her face, she can't even see her figure clearly.

Ri Er asked one by one, and ordinary herdsmen had seen a lot of Mrs. Zhaojun, but everyone could only describe it in one word: Kunlun Goddess.

Kunlun goddess is the god in the myths and legends of the Yili grassland people, although it has been said for generations, no one has seen it, and it is equivalent to not saying it. Fortunately, there is also a noble person who has seen the true face of Mrs. Zhaojun. Who? Uman!

How could Uman have seen it? Because Mrs. Zhaojun asked him to collect the few female slaves who were about to die, because she was begging for someone, wearing a hat and covering her face, it seemed that she was not sincere, so Mrs. Zhaojun met her face at that time.

In the joke of "three sheep for female envoys" circulated among the Wusun nobles, there is also a version that says that Wuman was intimidated by the appearance of Mrs. Zhaojun and couldn't tell the difference between stupidity. Sticking out three fingers meant to ask for three cows, but it turned out to be three sheep...... What the specific truth is, only Uman himself knows.

So Ri Er came to Wuman to ask, although this Wuman is a nobleman, but the grassland nobles and the Central Plains nobles are two kinds of people. The nobles of the Central Plains are more knowledgeable and talented, and they are absolutely out of the sky to describe women. And the nobles of the grassland are similar to the pawns of the Central Plains peddlers, and when they open their mouths, they smell of big stubble.

"Mrs. Zhaojun, yes, I've seen her, she looks ...... Looks ...... Let's put it this way, my fourteen wives and concubines plus one piece are not as beautiful as a finger of others. ”

Ri Er nodded, although Wu Man's words were quite rough, but at least it didn't sound like it was floating in the sky, it was quite down-to-earth, so I could imagine it.

"Mrs. ...... who looks like a flower," Ri Er, who also spit out no new words of praise in his mouth, pulled his beard, his eyes flashed, and he smiled, "Then I want to take a good look." (To be continued.) )