"Huo Siyuan is here in person?"

The general Guangyuan went back to the city to report the matter carefully, and when the man with a full face reported to his home, the guard almost didn't fall off his horse.

"Forget it, since Huo Siyuan is here in person, there is no way to do it. ”

Gao Xian chattered while going down the city tower, and after letting the light cavalry guards go back first, he only took two guards and went straight to Shudu, although Xishu is now the weakest compared to Qiyuan's northern Xinjiang, but it is Qiyuan and Northern Xinjiang who are evenly matched and deadlocked with each other, so this extremely delicate balance has been maintained for many years, no matter what, the first to break this balance must not be Xishu.

And after the eldest grandson Xuanji retreated, Mu Sanqian finally breathed a sigh of relief, the senior brother of the iron striking seemed to be a little worse than the old man, and he could stalemate so much that he could rely on one breath to hold on.

After the two changed the grassland fast horse brought by Huo Siyuan, a team of people turned around and ran directly in the direction of Aoki River.

"Are you Uncle Huo Siyuan?"

Following Huo Siyuan, Mu Sanqian took the initiative to greet him.

"The little prince knows the minions?"

Huo Siyuan, the leader of the team, deliberately slowed down when he heard Mu Sanqian's words, and marched in tandem with the fast horses under Mu Sanqian.

"My grandfather sent Hongyi to take care of him secretly, and I listened to what Hongyi said. ”

Mu Sanqian, hehe, the general Huo in the mouth of the red clothes is in a completely different state from the real person.

"Oh, what did the red coat say?"

Hongyi was the general's shadow guard before, and was later sent to protect Mu Sanqian, which Huo Siyuan knew.

"The red clothes said that my grandfather has two righteous sons, General Huo Siyuan Huo and General An Chunqiuan, both of whom are famous generals in the world!"

"Hahaha, it's rare for the red clothes to say such flattering words!"

Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Huo Siyuan was still very happy.

"The little prince is alone outside, if it weren't for Wudang Zhang Zhenren to take care of us, we really can't rest assured, the general thinks about the little prince day and night, and has long been looking forward to picking you up as soon as possible, this is good, our little prince is finally home!"

After Huo Siyuan came back from Dunhuang, he heard Mr. Lan say that Mu Sanqian would return to Xihe Prefecture in a few days, and he needed to send someone to answer it.

An Chunqiu's kid has accompanied his father-in-law on two trips, can he still pick up his father-in-law's grandson?

"I also wanted to meet my grandfather earlier, but I have been traveling abroad but have not been able to fulfill some filial piety. ”

"Little prince, do you still recognize me?"

A man in the light cavalry who looked to be slightly older than Mu Sanqian chased after him and asked.

"By the way, little prince, let's see if you still recognize this kid, he is the only one of our people who has a relationship with you!"

Huo Siyuan turned his head and laughed, the only person who had met the little prince almost didn't recognize the little prince.

"Really?"

Mu Sanqian turned his head to stare at this person carefully, if it was a person who had a relationship with him in Xihe Prefecture, only ten years ago in Dunhuang, could it be that this person was-

"Yuan Xiang!

Mu Sanqian's natural transparency is not a joke, and his ability to never forget is a must.

Although there will be changes in his appearance in the past ten years, the shadow of the year can still be seen between the eyebrows and eyes.

This person is Yuan Xiang, the personal guard who followed Andu Mountain in Dunhuang back then.

"Little Wangye-you still remember Yuan Xiang!"

The moment Yuan Xiang was called out by Mu Sanqian, even if he felt a sour nose, it was ten years, but he didn't expect that the little prince would still remember himself.

"Uncle Huo, why do you all call me Little Wangye?"

Seeing that Yuan Xiang was so excited, Mu Sanqian was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly diverted the topic.

"My father-in-law is the only king with a different surname in Northern Xinjiang, some time ago, my father-in-law went to the royal court of Northern Xinjiang and asked for a hereditary replacement with the Emperor of Northern Xinjiang, after my father-in-law, you are the king of our Xihe Prefecture!"

"Little junior brother, if you knew this, you might as well go back to Xihe Prefecture earlier, it's better to be a king than to cultivate in Wudang Mountain. ”

Guo Datie sighed when he heard it.

Mu Sanqian was even more surprised, he didn't expect that his grandfather would ask the Northern Xinjiang Emperor for a hereditary replacement for himself, that is, to help himself on the throne of Xihe Prefecture.

"A hereditary throne, grandfather should have paid a lot of price. ”

After being surprised, Mu Sanqian secretly sighed, how could this throne of Xihe Prefecture sit so easily?

Continuing to the northwest, the houses as far as the eye could see became lower and lower, the mountains and forests gradually thinned and the grass became softer, and every time the iron hooves of the fast horses stepped on it, they would splash a patch of dirt mixed with dead grass.

From Guangyuan to Aoki River, out of Aoki River into Xihe Prefecture, the rest of the journey was smooth and smooth, and now I think it was a false alarm to be blocked by those two people outside Guangyuan City.

Huo Siyuan saddled his horse all the way, not at all like a general with hundreds of thousands of iron horses in his hands, such a respectful and docile appearance could only be seen in front of a general before.

And Mu Sanqian, who has been in Wudang Mountain for more than ten years, has long lost the style of the emperor and the tsar, and he is really uncomfortable serving people before and after, so he dissuaded Huo Siyuan many times, so that Huo Siyuan agreed.

But he still kept muttering that if he neglected to go back, he would definitely be skinned and cramped by the general.

Mu Sanqian secretly wondered if Huo Siyuan was far from the image of the almost murderous general in the mouth of the red clothes, and he didn't know if the current General Huo, who was carefully cared for before and after the saddle, was pretending.

"After the father-in-law came back from the royal court, Mr. Lan drafted the paperwork, and he will post a notice after the little prince returns, you are the only grandson of the father-in-law, and the little prince of Xihe Prefecture, our highness. ”

After entering the boundary of Xihe Prefecture, a team of people slowed down slightly, Mu Sanqian's matter has been blown in advance in various parts of Xihe Prefecture, regardless of what others think in their hearts, Mu Sanqian's inheritance of the general's Nanyuan King in the future is already a certainty, the difference is just that the little prince shows up and officially goes through the process.

"The county lord also knows about the little prince, he should be in the general's mansion at this time, and we will be reunited as a family at that time. ”

When he arrived at the boundary of Xihe Prefecture, Huo Siyuan seemed even happier, and along the way, he came over and told Mu Sanqian about the customs and customs of Xihe Prefecture.

This is Xihe Prefecture, where his mother was born and raised, and where his mother died of illness.

Looking at the low houses scattered everywhere around, the sparse dead wood and grass, and the hard ground under his feet, Mu Sanqian's heart couldn't help but give birth to some extremely strange emotions, which he had never felt in the previous ten years.

Although it is extremely unfamiliar in the eyes, there is an inexplicable familiarity and thoughtfulness.

Mother, my son is back.

Grandpa, grandson is back.