Chapter 437 Crack

The same principle actually applies to sending a woman to Zhao Tingduo now, but because of Madam Wuya's dominance, it can only be done in a more obscure and tortuous way.

Madam Wu Ya's anger soon subsided. She said to Zhao Tingduo, "You are not allowed to touch any of these maids. Who knows what Empress Dowager Wu is planning behind the scenes.

Give these as rewards to the tribal warriors, so that they can bear children for the tribe and reproduce!"

Just as Zhao Tingduo was about to agree, Song Liyun said, "Mother, these noble ladies are all literate. Why not let them open a school and teach them the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, needlework, and embroidery?

As long as the children of the tribe are taught well, they will be allowed to choose their own husbands!

With such a big reward, they will not hide their knowledge and teach indiscriminately.

Furthermore, we have other vassal tribes send their outstanding children here to study and cultivate friendships."

Zhao Tingduo's eyes lit up. Isn't this just training a deputy for himself?

Madam Wu Ya also reacted.

The Di people have a language but no written language. There are many people in the tribe who can speak both languages, but only a few can write. If these noble ladies can really teach the children to write, they will have made a great contribution.

Moreover, the families of these noble ladies have been punished, and they themselves have done nothing wrong in the Wuda tribe. We cannot just call for their killing just for political reasons.

If we had just given the reward directly, it would have been a waste of these talented women's hard work and long journeys.

That's why Song Liyun said that raising it doesn't consume much food.

She just wanted to see what Madam Uya really thought after Aunt Xu told the truth.

Now, Madam Wu Ya was very annoyed with the maid sent by Wu Chao, and she could take over and manage her smoothly.

Zhao Tingduo also agreed with the treatment of Song Liyun.

Only today did he see Wan Youyou's thoughts. If these noble ladies could truly contribute to the tribe, he could also agree to their arranged marriages.

Tang Qingluan and others who returned crying did not know this.

They felt that they had not done anything out of the ordinary, so why were they called wolves?

Besides, it is my duty to serve the young master in the future. Why is it not okay for me to just look at him a few more times now?

When Aunt Xu came back, they immediately started crying, saying that Aunt Xu did not speak for them and allowed a little kid to bully them.

Nanny Xu was also very angry. She finally had the chance to serve him closely, but these noble ladies didn't even know how to restrain themselves.

The young master's eyes were as fierce as a wolf and a tiger, even the boy with a not-so-bright brain could see it, not to mention Madam Wu Ya and her mother-in-law.

Although Madam Wu Ya and Zhao Tingduo both said that they did not need to be served, how could Aunt Xu and the others believe them?

After all, they will have to serve the young master in the future, and these noble ladies don’t know how to be patient.

When the novelty of the young master and the young mistress wears off, or when the young mistress becomes pregnant and can no longer serve a man, the young master will naturally invite them to sleep with him.

Because of his impatience, he lost his composure. Babaer revealed all his secrets to Madam Wuya today, but still got nothing.

But now that he was in the prairie, if Madam Uya did not recognize the Queen Mother, Duke Anguo, then he would have no one to rely on.

Seeing Tang Qingluan and the others crying again, Aunt Xu was immediately furious and said, "If you have the guts, why don't you follow Miss Wan's example and go find the Young Master? What's the point of crying here with me?"

Today, Wan Youyou's bedding, clothes, and belongings were all taken away. Now no one knows where they went. Maybe...

No matter how tough Madam Wu Ya is, she can never be tougher than her own son.

Nanny Xu shook her head and stopped thinking about it. Since she had brought the people to the Wuda tribe anyway, she didn't want to care about it anymore.

When Tang Qingluan and the others heard that they had to find a solution on their own, they were moved: "It's inconvenient for us to move around in the tribe, how can we find a solution on our own?"

Aunt Xu sighed and said, "I have asked Madam for some convenience so that you can move around freely.

But I have something to say in advance, the young master and the young mistress are newlyweds and live in harmony, so they have no interest in you at all.

There is no royal court here. You are just maids. If you rashly interfere with the young master and provoke his anger, the young mistress will throw you into the wilderness to feed the wolves. That will be your fate."

As soon as Aunt Xu finished speaking, the noble lady, who had just been a little happy, suddenly turned pale, and the little flame of joy that she had in her heart was extinguished in an instant.

This is not the circle of noble ladies in Beijing, and they are not the noble ladies of the past.

The tribal leader is the king, and his wife or young wife can kill him if they are unhappy.

Even if Empress Dowager Wu Chao made a final investigation, she would have already turned into a pile of bones, and even her body had rotted away.

The three of them shuddered at the thought of the vast desert and the howling wolves and wild horses on the way here.

While everyone was anxiously waiting, the beggar lady came the next day to assign tasks.

Four little maids went to serve Madam Wuya, and did needlework and embroidery when they had free time.

The old women still did what they were good at, and spun yarn and weaved carpets when they were free.

Among them, Liao Yong, a woman who could put on makeup and make hair, would go to the young lady's tent to help every day.

As for Tang Qingluan, Cao Jing and Jiang Wanru, they were not asked to comb the wool again. Instead, they were asked to write out the contents of the books they had learned in elementary school.

The three of them were surprised to see the familiar writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

Although the texture is rough, it is not as good as the rice paper and ink I used to use.

But you don’t have to touch stinky wool anymore and make your body smell bad.

Now, not only can he write and compose poetry, but he can also keep three maids by his side. Such treatment makes Tang Qingluan and others who have been disheartened suddenly feel relieved, and they don't even take Aunt Xu's words of scaring them to heart.

Look, Aunt Xu is not a good person.

If the three of them hadn't forced themselves to show up in front of the Madam and the Young Master, they would still be combing wool.

However, Nanny Xu's arrangement was far beyond the expectations of Tang Qingluan and others.

Aunt Xu also had a little maid available, but Aunt Qi asked her to help weave cashmere blankets and cashmere scarves.

Song Liyun thought that Aunt Xu was originally the head nanny in the Shangyi Bureau.

Now she joins the tribe in weaving blankets, and can also change some of the techniques. It doesn't disgrace the purpose of the Queen Mother sending her here to do her own job.

Unlike Tang Qingluan and the other two who were happy, Aunt Xu was depressed because she knew she had no power anymore.

This time, it was only a nanny who arranged the affairs for him. Not only did the lady not show up, even the young lady did not come.

Not only did he lose his backing, but he also saw discrimination and distrust in the eyes of the three noble ladies.

How could the thoughtful Aunt Xu not understand what these three people were thinking?

No wonder Duke Anguo still has feelings for Lady Uya. This woman is really smart.

Just by assigning tasks to everyone, he easily alienated the relationships on his side. These three simple-minded girls would definitely vent their anger on him.

As expected, as soon as Aunt Beg left, Tang Qingluan spoke up with a look of disgust: "Aunt Xu, do you think this is still the capital?

This is a wild land. There is no emperor here, and we are not sinners.

If you had sent us to Madam's tent as soon as we arrived at Kara Mountain, maybe we would have won Madam's favor long ago, and we wouldn't even know who would have married the young master that day!

Once we gain a foothold, you can become the housekeeper and won’t have to do those stinky jobs!

Humph! You deserve what you've gotten yourself into today!"

(End of this chapter)