During the mission, Jun Su Mi also loved the prosperity of Chang'an City very much, wearing Han costumes and walking in Chang'an East City at will. The East City is bustling, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, with a happy smile on their faces.

"From this point of view, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty is really a great figure." Jun Su said slowly in his heart.

And in order to avoid possible conflicts between Wusun and Dahan in the future, it is imperative to make peace this time. It's just that he frowned slightly when he thought of Amotti who stayed at the post station and sulked. In terms of identity and age, Amoti is the best candidate for the Han family, she is not ignorant, but the girl's mind is always unable to see the difference between phantom and reality, and she is unwilling to give in.

"This son", although he is wearing casual clothes, he is extraordinary, and his bearing between his eyebrows is also heroic. The Chang'an traders are all Chengjing characters, how can they let it go. He called enthusiastically: "Childe, come and see, our things are all excellent, buy them back and give them to Madame." He smiled and shook his head to indicate that he didn't need to look at the dazzling things on the street, and walked forward slowly, and suddenly frowned, and sat in the corner of the East City where few people paid attention, sitting in the first and second class people, in April, Chang'an entered the spring early, but it was still a little cold, their clothes were torn, and the people who passed by walked indifferently, and they were used to it.

"It seems that the Han family is not a faction under the rule of Chengping." When the attendant saw that he was noticing the outcast, they stepped forward and whispered.

He smiled faintly, and when the water was clear, there were no fish. No matter how wise the emperor of the Han family is, it is impossible to guarantee the well-being and happiness of all the people under his rule. turned around to leave, but caught a glimpse of a cyan-colored female sedan chair parked on the side of the street, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Han aristocratic girl lifted the curtain, stretched out a white and soft wattle, and handed out half a piece of money. Gently commanded: "Mianning, give this to those two people." Mianning replied yes. He took the money and walked over to the two homeless people. Said slowly: "You are lucky, you are lucky, you meet the owner of my family, the lord is kind, and the heart is kind to you." Ding Ding Dong threw the money in front of the two. Turn around and go back. In the blink of an eye, the sedan chair moved forward again.

The people in the East City were not interested in the homeless people, but they were very interested in the sudden lord of Weng, and whispered: "The one who is suitable is the blessed Jiangdu fine monarch lord." ”

was originally a criminal minister, an orphan girl, and once she came and went, she was accepted under the knees of the Danyang Hou husband and wife, who were very saintly, and were favored forever. No one dares to take half a point lightly. Who's to say it's not a bad fortune? Read the literary network all the way

Huo, the lady who sells weaving land, turned around and said loudly: "The master of the fine gentleman is kind, and it's good." Good people have good rewards, and it is also appropriate to have such good blessings. Don't you see? So many children of aristocratic families passed through the East Market. How many are willing to give money like a fine king? ”

What she said was true, and the people were speechless for a while. Slowly. and said no more. The entourage behind Jun Sumi sighed and said, "Although these Han women are beautiful, they are too weak. For example, when the lord arrived in Wusun just now, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive even one winter. Jun Su Mi turned to look at him, and he gradually lost his words.

The military beard is smart by nature, and before he came, he learned some Chinese from people who were familiar with the Han family, and he was in the Chang'an street market, and he could roughly understand it, so if he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, he looked at his entourage with his eyes. The attendant was very clever, walked to the lady who helped Liu Xijun speak, and asked, "Auntie, how do you sell this weaving cloth?" ”

The eldest lady glanced at the military beard behind him, and said with a smile: "Half a penny." She was afraid that people would be too expensive, and hurriedly explained: "This is a fabric dyed according to Sansnon's new method, you can see how fresh this color is, and how soft the fabric is." ”

The military beard touched it carelessly, and couldn't help but "huh", the fabric was really soft. It seems that even the cloth sold in ordinary markets is so extraordinary, it seems that the Han family is not only powerful, but also far superior to Wusun in terms of other skills.

The entourage didn't know that Jun Xu Mi was still asking, "Lady is the right person, and the lord is from that princely family?" ”

The eldest lady looked at him for a while, Fang Ming smiled and said, "The two of you are from other places." ”

"The people in Chang'an City don't know about this fine monarch's main land." The eldest lady sighed and said, "She has a rough fate, and she is the daughter of the king of Jiangdu." After the king of Jiangdu rebelled and was executed, he was cared for in Danyanghou's knees. She is also sensitive and wise, and at the same time was taught by Empress Chen and Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman in Shuzhong. You must know that Queen Chen, Princess Feiyue, and Zhuo Wenjun are called the three talented women of the Han Dynasty, and she was taught by them at the same time, and the one hand that plays the pipa is said to be blue and better than blue, and she is really a fairy-like character. ”

After asking, the entourage felt that it was time to buy a piece of cloth and go back. But as soon as the cloth of various colors was exquisite, he couldn't make up his mind, so he turned back to look at the military beard, and the military beard smiled slightly, and remembered that when the curtain was lifted, the girl's sleeves were goose yellow, and he only saw a pair of eyes that were beautiful and gentle.

She is still more suitable for ** clothes, he wants to be vibrant, a little flamboyant, and quiet complements each other.

After paying half the money, he picked up the peach cloth and laughed dumbly, what was wrong with him. He is the grandson of the king of foreign envoys, she is the lord of the Han Dynasty, she didn't even have the opportunity to buy such a cloth, what is she doing?

Throwing the cloth into the arms of his entourage, he said excitedly: "Go back to the post station." ”

Back at the post station, Amotti's maid came to report that Amotti was unwell last night, and she was actually infected with the wind and cold.

He was not worried, but angry, and sneered: "Wusun, in such a cold weather, she can't catch the wind cold." When it came to Dahan, it was infected. ”

Amoti, you're too disappointing.

Amotti shed tears for his brother's training, but the wind and cold have been infected, and there is no way to heal easily.

A few days later, the Han Palace passed down a decree to allow the granddaughter of King Wusun to Liu Pei, the second son of Donglinhou. Amoti listened silently, but it was very quiet and did not make any noise. Jun Su looked at it coldly, feeling a little uneasy, but there was nothing he could do.

On this day, he inquired about the people of the Hanjia Post Station and learned that the most famous Qinghuan Building in Chang'an City was located, and he took people there.

A few years ago, the Han family said that they had come to Chang'an City, and they had not come to Qinghuan Tower, so they would not have been to Chang'an. Over the years, although it has gradually become clear to the end, the dishes are well-known and far more famous than ordinary restaurants.

In Qinghuan, downstairs, I saw the sparkling cars and horses, and they were rich and noble. On the side of the car, the noble boy of about ten years old was impatient, and everyone gathered around him to break away, and unintentionally kicked the horse that drove the horse, and a boy who raised his hoof belt fell and fell, but he was falling under the horse's hooves, and the slaves and maids all around him were white-faced, and the horse's hooves were about to fall on the boy, and a young man rolled out with the boy in his arms.

The aristocratic woman in the first carriage was shocked and shouted, "Ce'er." After hugging the frightened son, his heart settled down. Jun Xu smiled slightly, and was about to push it away, suddenly the woman in white clothes lifted the curtain and got out of the car, she was slightly lighter than the previous lady, graceful and luxurious, followed by a girl in light blue clothes, and saw Liu Ce in Jin E's arms was fine, and then she calmed down. Liu Ling smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you, son, for saving my nephew." ”

He was speechless, only paying attention to the gentle and graceful eyes behind the woman. Half-ringing, Fang said, "Madame's words are serious." "The stiffness of the tone is by no means like that of the Han Chinese. Liu Ling and Xijun were stunned and asked, "Gongzi respects his surname, his name is good, and he is good at teaching Danyang Houfu, thank you." ”

"yes." Jin E came back to her senses and said gratefully. You must know that Liu Ce is her only son, the eldest grandson of Moling Houfu, who is not only valuable, but also her heart. If something happens, it's really unimaginable.

Jun Xu smiled faintly, "I am the messenger from Wusun. ”

Jin E sighed softly. Naturally, they had heard about Wusun's coming. Liu Xijun pursed his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "No wonder Zunjia does have the heroic spirit of a desert man." ”

Liu Ce came back to his soul and was extremely happy with the military beard: "Mother, this eldest brother is so handsome. You must thank him for your son. ”

Jun Xu Mo lowered his eyes lightly, and although the Danyang Houjia was valuable, he might not see it in his eyes. It's just reluctant that the girl doesn't want to leave easily.

"Natural." Jin E patted her son soothingly, and said reservedly: "Since the son has saved my son, if there is something difficult in this Chang'an City, you can find Moling Houfu." ”

Liu Ling smiled slightly and asked, "Respect your surname." ”

"My surname is Sun," Jun Su thought for a while, and said, "My name is Jun Su." ”

Jin E and Liu Xijun sighed, and there was nothing abnormal in their expressions, but Liu Ling lowered it lightly, and secretly Taoist contemplation, this person's character and bearing must not be ordinary. Unexpectedly, it was Wusun Wangsun himself. Looking at his expression, his eyes were actually happy. Could it be that the fate of destiny is really endless?

Gillian if she knew. I must be a little unhappy. However, it is better to go with the flow. A few words are missing. But it's just right here for the sake of the chapter. I really don't want to delay the manuscript, so let's leave it at that. Rushing to paper.

When will this trend be concluded? Lamenting.