This anchor can deal with it, he really exposed the emperor's black history

"Ulla, Ulla!"

"God bless, bless this year with good weather."

Three years after Wang Zhaojun went out of the fortress, Hu Hanxie had just died and Wang Zhaojun asked to go home, but Emperor Cheng of Han did not reply to the parallel time and space.

On a piece of grassland, the Huns cavalry were grazing countless cattle and sheep. They stood on the green grassland with smiles on their lips.

One of the Huns with a rather rough appearance and a grand mutton smell couldn't help but speak,

"Have you heard? The unbelievably beautiful lady who came to our Huns three years ago wrote a letter to the big man, wanting to go home!"

"Going home? What is she thinking?" Someone said disdainfully, "It is her blessing to join the tribe of our gods. She really doesn't know what to do if she wants to go home."

"But you said, will the Emperor of Han let her go home?"

"Shouldn't be, a weak woman with no power and power, the emperor of Han would offend our god tribe for her? And don't say that the emperor of the Han family disagrees, even if she agrees, she, a woman whose strength is not as strong as a lamb, still wants to Fly out of my Celestial Tribe?"

"It is estimated that the emperor of the Han Dynasty must let her follow our customs."

"One thing to say, that lady is so beautiful, our new Shanyu is probably enjoying a good time, look at how soft her waist is and how white her skin is, tsk tsk tsk, if I..."

Some Huns talked unscrupulously, and they laughed.

This is especially true for the previous Huns with beards.

But soon, he frowned, and suddenly he looked down at the ground.

"Hu Hanye, what's wrong with you?" Someone was puzzled.

The bearded Hun looked serious, his attention was entirely on his feet, if his senses were correct...

"Didn't you realize that the earth...is it trembling?"

Immediately, the other two also suppressed their smiles.

They put down the whips in their hands, and at this moment, the ground trembled more and more violently. After all, it was not a slight fluctuation, but... the earth trembled and the mountains shook!
One of the Xiongnu veterans who participated in many battles suddenly looked up at the desert not far away, and then he saw a picture that he will never forget.

Above the desert, the sky is full of wind and sand. Among the endless yellow sand, a flag of the king of the Han Dynasty is fluttering in the wind, hunting in the strong wind of the desert. Three thousand soldiers of the Han family are wearing black armor and riding tall horses. Be in their sights!

"The Han army is here!"

Someone shouted angrily, but the voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I am Chen Tang, General of the Great Han Dynasty. By the order of the Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty, you will wait for the first one to pass the message!" Chen Tang stepped forward, looked down at the Huns and shouted angrily!

Some courageous Hun veterans stepped forward.

"May I ask what military order the general has?"

"I am waiting for the order of the emperor of the Han Dynasty to welcome my eldest princess of the Han Dynasty back home to visit relatives!"

"Welcome the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty?" The Huns were stunned.

When they thought about it, they thought of Wang Zhaojun.

He suddenly said angrily, "But she is already my Queen of the Huns!"

"According to our clan's practice, she will soon be the new queen of our clan, how can she return to the big man?"

He showed dissatisfaction on his face, but Chen Tang frowned. He drew out a three-foot long sword, pointed the sword forward, and said in a cold tone, "She is my big Han princess, why should I follow your Hun customs? Hu Hanxie Shanyu It is understandable to want to return to my big man after he is dead!"

"If not allowed..." Chen Tang paused for a moment on purpose, then frowned and said to the generals of the Han family behind him, "What should I do?"

"kill!"

There was an overwhelming roar, and the huge impact immediately made the Huns pale as paper.

The murderous aura like mountains and seas, coupled with the roar of the thousands of soldiers, made the Hun soldier unbelievable, his eyes widened, and he stepped back unconsciously.

"Three thousand soldiers were dispatched just to pick up a powerless princess of the Han family back to the big man? The big man... is this crazy?"

But he didn't dare to delay, he quickly passed the news back.

"..."

Inside the huge tent, an extremely gentle-looking woman was holding a cup of hot tea. Her hair was coiled up. Although she was wearing a Hun costume, she still couldn't hide her peerless face.

It's just that there is some sadness on her face, she doesn't want to marry Fu Zhulei.

After all, Fu Zhulei is Hu Hanxie's eldest son!
She married Hu Hanxie, and for the sake of peace between the two places, she, Wang Zhaojun, has no complaints!

But at this moment, according to the customs of the Huns, she could not marry Fu Zhulei!

Thinking of her letter that was so far away, she sighed, but in fact, she didn't have much hope.

"Even if Zhaojun is not allowed to go back, Zhaojun will understand." Wang Zhaojun said to himself.

Most likely the Huns would not let her go.

Suddenly, the tent opened, and a Han woman walked in quickly. She looked at Wang Zhaojun and said in surprise, "Sister, sister, great news, great news!!!"

"Your Majesty sent someone to pick up my sister and go home. Three thousand soldiers from the Han family are really spectacular!"

Suddenly, the bowl in Wang Zhaojun's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. She widened her eyes and quickly grabbed the maid's arm, "Xiao Cui, is this true?"

The maid nodded with a flushed face.

"Your Majesty said, if my sister wants to go back, she can go back if she wants, and if she wants to leave, the big man will always be her strongest backing!"

Wang Zhaojun walked out quickly.

When she came to the desert where the front line was facing each other, she looked at the familiar faces of the Han people. Inexplicably, the pain of the past three years came to her heart. Those sorrows and sorrows crazily stimulated her tear glands. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it. live.

Dahan, Dahan sent someone to pick her up! ! !
The flowers bloom in the spring of Chang'an, warm and happy, can she return to that incomparably warm Chang'an?
Plum blossom in her hometown, does she have a chance to go back and have a look?

Wang Zhaojun felt that all this was like a dream.

The Xiongnu cavalry looked at the sudden Han cavalry as if they were facing a big enemy. Their faces were serious, as if they were facing a big enemy.

Today they are no longer the Xiongnu who made Liu Bang Baidicheng bow their heads in the early Han Dynasty!

Huo Qubing severely defeated them, and Chen Tang even destroyed the Northern Huns, softening their bones. Facing the quarrel with the Han Dynasty, at this moment, they really dare not!

They didn't dare to provoke. They knew that they couldn't beat them, but if they provoked wildly, they would only be defeated by the angry Ulla for an hour. They still knew themselves.

And at the moment when Wang Zhaojun appeared in front of the soldiers of the Han army, before she had time to react, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

The three thousand soldiers quickly got off their horses, and in the windy and sandy desert, they knelt on one knee with their backs against the scorching sun and shouted in unison.

"The Great Han Mobei Dingxi Army, come to welcome Her Royal Highness back home!"

"The Great Han Mobei Dingxi Army, come to welcome Her Royal Highness back home!"

"The Great Han Mobei Dingxi Army, come to welcome Her Royal Highness back home!"

At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, during the crossing season of the Spring and Autumn Period between Emperor Han and Yuan, three thousand iron cavalrymen of the Han family came to the border of the Xiongnu to welcome Wang Zhaojun, the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty, back home! ! !
Later generations called it, Zhaojun returned to Sai!
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