"If Tuoba Xianbei has surrendered to the Han Dynasty, then the Tuoba brothers will naturally be traitors and runaways, and the court will naturally not care."

"But now, Tuoba Xianbei not only has not surrendered, but has a rebellious heart. Brother Tuoba is the first person in your tribe to abandon his rebellion and surrender. If the court turns a blind eye, wouldn't it chill people's hearts?"

Although the words were not clearly stated, Tuoba Desert Khan understood it clearly and felt a little uncomfortable.

Doesn’t this mean that you have to sacrifice your tribe to change your future?

Seeing Tuoba Desert Khan's hesitant expression, Zhang Miao frowned and reminded:

"Why are brothers Tuoba still in trouble? Have you forgotten about being hunted on the grassland? Or are you willing to suffer like this for the rest of your life and die in Changan?"

Tuoba Desert Khan was suddenly startled.

The memory of the embarrassed escape on the grassland suddenly came to mind.

Yes, if it weren't for the desperate efforts of his fellow guards to save him and the timely arrival of the Han army, he would have become nourishment for weeds.

Thinking of this, Tuoba Desert Khan clenched his fists, then relaxed them slumpedly, and finally said with some dejection:

"Don't say that I don't know any noble people in Chang'an. Even if I do, how can I get to know noble people now that I have to rely on the government for food and clothing?"

Zhang Miao laughed and asked:

"Brother Tuoba, do you know where to find rare things?"

Tuoba Desert Khan has been accustomed to the culture of the Central Plains for a long time, so he naturally knows this historical allusion.

"Now in my opinion, brother Tuoba," Zhang Miao pointed at Tuoba Desert Khan and said sincerely, "you are my rare commodity."

Then he pointed at himself and said, "Brother, although I am incompetent, I still have some money. I am willing to gamble with you, Brother Tuoba."

When Tuoba Desert Khan heard this, he was choked up and speechless.

"Actually, the person who can speak the most on this matter is Da Sima."

Zhang Miao sighed a little, "It's just that although my aunt is Da Sima's concubine, she dare not say anything about such important national affairs."

However, he cheered up and comforted:

"But I have established a good relationship with the concierge and can help send your greeting card in."

After a pause, he continued, "As for whether you can have a chance to meet Da Sima, ultimately it still depends on you."

In front of Da Sima's mansion, I don't know how many people sent greeting cards, but those who had the opportunity to send them to Da Sima must be a very select few.

"Brother Zhang has done this for me. It is already rare and valuable. How dare I ask for more?"

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Even if it was not to allow Brother Zhang to return to his original trade route, but to allow him to return to his tribe, there was absolutely no reason to back down.

That's why Tuoba Desert Khan stood guard at the gate of Da Sima's Mansion for several days in a row to invite him to see him in this cold weather.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sun turned to the west.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, the bluestone walls of Da Sima Mansion reflected golden light, and the lines of the walls farther away seemed to be plated with a layer of gold.

Seeing that another day is about to pass.

Tuoba Desert Khan raised his head and looked at the Grand Sima Mansion, letting out a sigh that he could barely hear, and once again there was a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Seeing that the curfew is approaching, it seems that today is another day of waiting in vain.

Gently shaking his frozen fingers, he tried to make a fist, letting the palm of his hand warm his fingers, and then unfolded them again. After doing this several times, his almost stiff body was awakened again.

Just when he was about to turn around, he saw a group of people galloping to the door of Da Sima Mansion.

When the leading knight was welcomed in by the people in the mansion, he looked back at Tuoba Desert Khan, who was trying to regain his mobility.

It seemed that he was a little curious that there were people waiting in front of Da Sima Mansion at this time.

This person seemed to have a high status. Not only were the guards on horseback, but even the concierge of Da Sima Mansion was bowing and nodding.

Seeing that the noble man was paying attention, the concierge quickly pointed at Tuoba Desert Khan and seemed to be explaining something.

After hearing the concierge's explanation, the noble man glanced at Tuoba Desert Khan again. His cold eyes and cold expression completely extinguished the fire that had just risen in Tuoba Desert Khan's heart on the spot.

Seeing the other party's figure disappearing through the door, Tuoba Desert Khan felt anxious. He didn't want to rush into the noble man and shouted quickly:

"Is your nobleman a great Sima?"

Regardless of whether it is true or not, this person is the most likely person he has seen these days, Da Sima.

Even if not, then he must be someone who can meet Da Sima.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said these words, instead of being able to stop the noble man, the guards immediately dispersed and surrounded him like wolves preying on prey.

The two people at the front had their long swords half out of their sheaths, and the blades reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, which was breathtaking.

Seeing those guards not concealing their murderous intention towards him, Tuoba Desert Khan already regretted it, but at this moment, his whole body had not recovered yet, and his legs were extremely numb.

He wanted to move, but unexpectedly his body fell to the ground with an uncontrollable "thud".

Most people would hesitate when they see him like this.

But the guards only slowed down their steps, their eyes became more alert, and they subconsciously pulled out the entire blade.

These are definitely elite soldiers in front of the battle. They will not show mercy until the opponent is completely dead.

His frozen body had not recovered. Lying on the snow, Tuoba Desert Khan looked at the guards who were almost approaching. He had no doubt that if he made a mistake, the other party would kill him without hesitation.

"I am... I am not an assassin. I am here to ask for a meeting with Da Sima."

The more anxious your heart is, the more your hands and feet will not obey instructions.

Just as the sharp saber was placed on his neck, a voice suddenly came:

"Save someone under the knife!"
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