Hearing that he was taken by the old woman of Princess Guantao, and repeatedly begged Liu Che to let him enter Changmen Garden as a cook, Yang Chuan was in a very bad mood.

Even, he had the idea of running away.

With his handsome appearance and unique cooking skills, once he fell into the stock of that dissolute old woman, how could he be spared? It gives you goosebumps just thinking about it.

"Yang Chuan, don't be too anxious," looking at Yang Chuan's sad face, the more Huo Quzhi thought about it, the more angry he became, "I'll go to my uncle and ask him to intercede for you!"

And my new aunt, Cui Jiu...... By the way, Cao Xiang is my uncle's nephew, and I asked him to go to Weiyang Palace together! ”

Huo Quzhi is an upright person, he just does what he says, and before he finished speaking, he turned over and got on the horse, and he was about to leave the dust.

At this moment, a tall and thin man quietly appeared, stretched out his hand to stop Huo Quai's horse's head: "If you want to kill Yang Chuan, call more people to intercede for him." ”

Huo Quzhi looked down and didn't know him, so he couldn't help but be furious, and scolded: "Get out of the way!" ”

The tall and thin man nodded slightly: "Energetic, full of heaven, eyebrows like lying silkworms, if you can grow some when you are young, the future is immeasurable, but if you are too young and frivolous, there will be disasters...... Are you Huo Quai? ”

Huo Qu was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?" ”

"Zhang Qian."

The tall and thin man exerted a force in his hand, and Huo Quai's crotch made a 'sigh' from the horse, and he was pressed back seven or eight steps, and in a blink of an eye, he was sweating profusely, as if he was running for twenty or thirty miles.

Huo Quzhi was taken aback, put away his contempt, turned over and dismounted, and hugged his fists to ask for advice: "Please also ask the captain to make it clear, why can't you ask someone to intercede with Yang Chuan." ”

Zhang Qian smiled, reached out and patted Huo Quai's shoulder: "What a good child." ”

Then, he turned his head to look at Yang Chuan, who was standing silently on the side, and arched his hand: "Yang Chuan Xiaoyou, don't come to harm?" ”

"The kid is just a Qiang slave, a yellow-mouthed child, and he doesn't dare to be harmed." Yang Chuan bowed quietly and said, "The kid has seen the captain. ”

Suddenly saw Zhang Qian, to say that Yang Chuan had no resentment in his heart, it was self-deception, so he behaved indifferently and did not lack the slightest courtesy when he met this time, and the meaning of estrangement was very obvious.

Thinking of the many twists and turns in the past year or so, thinking about the stone gate barrier, he was a thirteen-year-old boy who struggled for his life for a bullshit innocent household registration, and died nine times before he could get a dignity and decency of his own, and his heart was sour for no reason.

This man......

Zhang Qian stared at Yang Chuan's handsome little face for a long time, for a long time, and then he muttered: "You have resentment in your heart, a certain family naturally knows that when you returned to the Han Dynasty, it is okay to take you with you, but it's just ......"

Yang Chuan suddenly said: "Lord Captain is busy with military affairs, so there is no need to say much about such trivial matters." ”

Zhang Qian shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It seems that Sima Qian is right, you kid really refuses to forgive me, this is also human nature, put yourself in your shoes, if I Zhang Qian is in your position, I may have already drawn my sword against each other, and I don't need to say so much nonsense." ”

Yang Chuan was very surprised and asked, "What does this matter have to do with Sima Qian?" ”

Zhang Qian smiled and did not answer, but put a heavy sheepskin bag on the ground, and took out a roll of sheepskin from his arms and threw it to Yang Chuan: "You were imprisoned in a cage for three days and three nights, and later you were able to go to Shimen Barrier to be a firehead army, all of which were the layout of a certain family."

Yang Chuan, the crops, vegetable seeds, and innocent household registration you asked for at the beginning, and the titles and fields you should have obtained for your military exploits this time are all here;

In addition, the 700 cows, 500 horses, 2,400 sheep, and 35 Lele carts that originally belonged to you, all of which were converted into coins and purchased good land for you, the place is not bad, there are mountains and rivers, the soil is extremely fertile, and it is not far from Chang'an City.

By the way, the Khotanese jade seed material that originally belonged to you, a certain family calculated 20% for you, but it can't be returned to you at the moment.

Because, a certain family divided your four carts of jade seed into three parts, and one of them was sent out as a tribute to the emperor; The other two, one for you to give to Princess Pingyang, and one for Su Jian, Li Xi and others, so that they can try to protect your life on the battlefield.

Yang Chuan, you are very good, really good. ”

Zhang Qian's words are very plain, as if he is telling someone else's story.

Yang Chuan was already stunned.

This Zhang Qian, how to say it, what can't be said clearly, so that people can be mentally prepared.

Thinking about the boredom, resentment, and indignation of the past year, Yang Chuan couldn't help but sigh and said, "Didn't you just explain it in a few words?" ”

Zhang Qian said: "A certain family once said a few words vaguely, I, Zhang Qian, was born in a poor family, and the reason why I wanted to go to the Western Regions to win military merits with my life was to a large extent because of selfish thoughts; The emperor also knew this.

The people of the Dayue clan migrated to other places, unwilling to join forces with our Han to attack the Xiongnu, and a certain family actually humiliated the mission.

At that time, a certain family was worried, worried that they would be held accountable by the emperor after returning to the Han Dynasty, which was almost a situation that they could not protect, how could they let you and your cousin and father go back together and be in danger? Let the two of you go to Mobei, that is, to give a certain family a little space to move. ”

This remark was very frank and explicit, and naturally it was very helpless.

Saying this, Yang Chuan was relieved.

To a large extent, the Han Empire actually belonged to the world of the magnates, especially in the so-called great rule of the 'Wenjing Zhizhi', and the solidification of social classes was basically completed......

This is the general trend, and no one can change it.

"Uncle Zhang Qian, ...... What's going on with the embroidered messenger? Yang Chuan pondered for a long time, and finally asked the sentence that was pressed in his heart.

Zhang Qian was silent.

This tall and thin man stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at the peach blossom tree in front of him, as if he was wandering out of the world, and only after a while did he whisper: "A certain family is an embroidered messenger, and then, I found an opportunity to go to the Western Regions......"

……

Zhang Qian stood quietly under a peach blossom for a long time, during which he didn't say anything to Yang Chuan and Huo Quzhi, as if he was just thinking about his thoughts alone for a while before leaving abruptly.

Once there is a rift between people, it is difficult to heal......

"Open it and see what's in the sheepskin." As soon as Zhang Qian left, Huo Qubing couldn't wait and couldn't stop urging.

Yang Chuan squatted on the ground and opened the roll of sheepskin that Zhang Qian had handed him over, and there were several items inside.

A golden brass 'talisman plate', with a 'talisman' inscribed by Han Li, records Yang Chuan's name, age, title, appearance characteristics, etc.; A pale yellow piece of bamboo should be a 'messenger', which is equivalent to a customs clearance certificate;

There are also a few bamboo slips, stamped with the words 'Han Imperial Shi Dafu System' and other vermilion seal letters, which should be knighted documents;

The thirteenth-level middle knighthood, eighty tilts of the sealed field, and thirty catties of gold!

As for the sheepskin used to wrap talismans, letters and other things, it was a list of belongings and a 'title deed', which opened Yang Chuan's eyes: the title deed in the Han Empire era was like a map, not only indicating the surrounding mountains and rivers, but also writing the surrounding boundaries in a pictorial way.

As for the sheepskin bag, there was a pile of golden cakes, no more, no less, exactly thirty pounds.

Yang Chuan couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch the title deed and gold, and scolded with a smile: "The world doesn't understand the meaning, if it's just for this little blockage, why should I Yang Chuan come!" ”