Chapter 334: The Sneak Attack of the Pingshan Tribe (7)
We are all old people who escaped desperately back then.
The old woman lost her husband and son, and all her family members died. Only her baby granddaughter survived because she was protected.
I also always think about the tribe but still don't get any good results, because this old woman knows how to please the lady and say things that the lady and the young master like.
As a result, her power and status in the tribe was less than half of that old woman's.
Now, a foreign woman dares to disrespect the young master before she even lies down in his tent. Will she step on his face in the future?
And this maid also uses begging as a way to pressure others.
Elder Shan glared at Yuquan who had shrank behind Song Liyun, and only thought about how he would punish this daring maid when he returned to the tribe.
Song Liyun did not argue with Elder Shan anymore, but just looked at Song Dekui and Lin Qingyuan with a strange expression.
These two people are never afraid of trouble.
Especially Uncle Kui, he would say a few words to anyone who disrespected him, but now that he was humiliated in the Wuda tribe, Song Dekui didn't say a word.
Lin Qingyuan didn't even stand up straight, but lazily hung on the horse's neck, looking like he was enjoying the show.
After all, he made this arduous trip just for Song Liyun's business.
When the Wuda tribe was destroyed, he just sighed a few times and then switched to another tribe to cooperate with. There was no loss.
Moreover, when the young master dies and the marriage is broken off, he will still have a chance to win Song Liyun's heart.
Although Song Dekui didn't move, he was not as calm as Lin Qingyuan. His fists were clenched loudly under his fur coat, and his face was ashen.
Xiaoyun's marriage was arranged in a Diman tribe, and he was somewhat unwilling to do so. He felt that this place was desolate and cold, and could not compare with the cities of the Wu Dynasty.
If Xiaoyun can live a happy life, that would be a different matter.
But now it seems that the people in this tribe are not easy to get along with.
He wished that the old man would disrupt the marriage so that he could take Xiaoyun away and not have to worry about the life and death of the Wuda tribe.
Song Dekui thought so in his heart, but he couldn't help feeling aggrieved, and his eyes stared as if he wanted to eat someone.
Song Liyun could see that Uncle Kui was angry, but she didn't understand why he didn't say anything even though he was so angry.
Elder Shan felt somewhat proud when he saw that Song Liyun did not argue with him at all, but also felt a little disappointed that he had lost his opponent.
He followed Song Liyun's gaze and naturally saw Song Dekui, who looked like a black-eyed chicken, and Lin Qingyuan, who looked like a peacock.
Because he was going to meet the notorious Madam Wu Ya, Lin Qingyuan dressed up a lot today.
The cold-proof sheepskin coat was rubbed again and again with snow until every fur was shiny and the satin on the outside was also brand new.
The hair was combed carefully and greased with oil to ensure that it would not be tangled at all after running for an hour.
Around his neck was a string of raw stones of various colors, probably a display of all the goods he had purchased on the grassland this time.
Lin Qingyuan was already good-looking, and if he put some effort into dressing up, in Elder Shan's eyes, he would be no less handsome than the young master.
As for Song Dekui's figure swaying in his fur coat, he would not catch Elder Shan's eye. The grassland would not accept such a weak man.
Elder Shan's heart was in turmoil. Song Liyun was the wife that Beggar Mama had chosen for the young master, but he had always disliked her. He thought it would be much better to marry into a grassland tribe, so he wanted to find someone from the Wu Dynasty.
Now a woman from the Wu Dynasty came running to the door, bringing two young men with her... Is there something wrong here that needs to be discussed?
Especially the man with the raw stone hanging on his head, he was young and very handsome.
Thinking of this, Elder Shan thought he had seen through something. He walked up to Lin Qingyuan and said arrogantly, "Who are you? Why did you come to my Wuda tribe?"
Lin Qingyuan scratched his horse's neck and said lazily, "We are Miss Song's followers."
He is experienced and will avoid such confusing matters whenever possible.
If you have any problems, talk to the person who is in charge, instead of arguing with these stubborn old men of the Di tribe who have no real power.
A servant...even if he looks good, he is just a plaything, Elder Shan sneered.
Elder Shan looked at Song Dekui. Although the man was not good-looking, his aggressive and biting look must be related to the woman from the Wu Dynasty.
But before he could open his mouth, Song Dekui roared, "This young master will not talk to this old slave."
Old slave!
Elder Shan’s head buzzed!
This is really too much. I am the elder of the tribe, but I have become an old slave.
"You...you!" He turned around and shouted a string of Di language at a group of people.
Song Dekui didn't understand, but he had learned a few words from Balin and others these days, so he could still hear clearly what the elder said, "Catch him!"
Balin and Zhemao, whose injuries had not yet healed, changed their expressions and immediately protected Song Liyun.
Lao Qian and others never let their guard down. They rode their horses like a whirlwind to block the way of Elder Shan, and stretched out several knives with cold flashes.
The people around Elder Shan only carried spears, and judging from their figures and postures, they didn't look like they were fit to go to the battlefield.
As soon as he saw the knife pointing at him, he was terrified and stepped back.
Nima and Yuquan were panicked.
Song Liyun is a distinguished guest from afar. Now is a special period. It is reasonable for her to wait outside and be questioned by the elders of the tribe. If she really conflicts with the people of the tribe, she will not be able to explain herself.
Several tribesmen who had followed Wu Dan to look for people last night came over and stood between the two gangs.
Yuquan shouted, "This is the young lady of our clan. If anyone dares to attack her, you will be torn into pieces by five horses!"
Being torn apart by five horses is the most cruel torture on the grassland. Only those who betray the tribe or the leader will do this.
The followers immediately withdrew their hands and dared not move.
When Elder Shan heard this, his face immediately turned purple. He pointed at Yuquan and cursed, "You are just a lowly maid, and you dare to say such things? Beat them, all of you! Beat these liars out! If anything goes wrong, I, as an elder, will take the blame."
With Elder Shan as the leader, the clan members following him immediately stepped forward and engaged in a fight with Lao Qian and the others.
There were shouts from people and neighs from horses, mixed with curses from the Wu Dynasty dialect and the Di language. Suddenly, the scene was in chaos.
Song Liyun's heart skipped a beat: This is the scene when I first visit you?
Even though she had never been married, she had heard Madam Yun talk about the truths and taboos of marriage countless times. This was not a good sign.
Seeing Song Liyun's displeasure, Yuquan burst into tears anxiously: "Young Madam, Elder Shan is old and confused, and his words are not trustworthy.
Madam and the beggar woman are always talking about you, and they will definitely come to greet you soon."
She was also anxious and confused. How could the head of a big tribe, and Song Liyun's future mother-in-law, come out to greet people?
Song Liyun's face was as gloomy as water. She had come all the way to the Wuda tribe, not to quarrel or fight with an old fool.
Every minute and every second wasted now will be calculated in terms of lives in the near future.
Our precious population cannot afford to be wasted on these worthless conflicts!
(End of this chapter)
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