No one wants to become an ugly monster with tattoos on their face, let alone such a beautiful woman.
Jade and Amber both knelt at Zhao Tinglei's feet and cried, begging that they didn't want to be concubines.
Zhao Tingduo's face, which was handsome just now, now looked ferocious.
Zhao Tinglei's expression was uncertain, and after a moment he said, "Don't talk too much in front of the Third Young Master and Miss Song, especially you!"
He pointed at the trembling Concubine Li and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to leave the courtyard for a year. Madam will be returning to the city soon. All matters in your hands will be returned to the account office."
Aunt Li was the concubine he was most satisfied with at the moment. It would be a pity to kill her directly, so he locked her up first.
Aunt Li's face turned pale in an instant. She bit her lip and dared not speak. She felt that being confined for a year was worse than death.
Zhao Tinglei raised his eyes again and looked at the two court ladies beside him who were crying like flowers in the rain, and said lightly: "Fei Cui will sleep with you tonight!"
He was a little angry. Since his third brother didn't understand his painstaking efforts and didn't want these concubines, he would enjoy them himself and wait for his third brother to regret it.
Feicui's crying stopped suddenly, and a blush crept onto her cheeks. Aunt Li's originally desperate heart instantly turned cold to her feet.
She knew she had completely fallen out of favor!
Young and beautiful women are like spring flowers, endless to pick!
After leaving Anhuayuan, Song Liyun felt refreshed.
She was also a little surprised by Zhao Tingduo's attitude.
Although we didn't see a righteous rejection, but a conditional acceptance, it didn't seem as poetic as we had imagined.
Song Liyun still felt that Zhao Tingduo was an "honest" and good man during his time here.
It is better to open up than to block. Zhao Tingduo stated his conditions and also expressed his attitude towards "taking a concubine".
Anyway, her reputation as a jealous woman has been confirmed. If Zhao Tingduo wants to marry someone else in the future, she must think about the consequences.
Even if Zhao Tinglei sends a few more imperial gifts, he must pass this hurdle first.
For men of status and position, this temptation cannot be eliminated as long as there are young girls in the world.
If the girls are still willing to come and be "concubines" under such harsh conditions, Song Liyun will no longer despise them, but can only praise them from the bottom of her heart. That is probably true love.
After abandoning the two maids, Zhao Tingduo seemed to have thrown away two burdens, with a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
The whole city is not at peace now, and Zhao Tingduo doesn't want to hang out outside.
After a short stay in Hecheng, he returned to Mida Valley as soon as possible.
It is already March, and in a few days it will be the spring livestock migration for the Wuda tribe.
He wanted to sort out the small tribes that had surrendered to the Wuda tribe several times and then allocate pasture to each tribe.
In spring, wolves that have been hungry for a winter pose a great threat to sheep that have also been hungry for a winter.
Zhao Tingduo also needs to lead the cavalry to patrol the prairie that belongs to him.
In addition to driving away the wolves, the more important thing is to ensure the safety of each tribe and prevent them from being robbed by bandits.
In addition, he also had a task, which was to prepare a luxurious tent of the highest standards on the banks of the Mida River to create a comfortable home for the two to get married at the end of the year.
The greater the ability and power, the greater the pressure that comes with it.
The two of them spend less and less time together, and now they just want to talk alone.
So Song Liyun accompanied him in the courtyard of the garrison, walking slowly along the corridor.
"Ayun, Miss Yun from your courtyard has been sent back to Suijin Town. She told Shitou to live well in the tribe."
Zhao Tingduo told Song Liyun everything she cared about.
Needless to say, the scene of mother and son meeting on the vast grassland can be imagined.
The two of them hugged each other and cried bitterly, and finally stopped talking. Madam Yun did not say what kind of life she had been living after being abducted, but only asked in detail about her son's difficulties.
Knowing how much Zhao San, who had been tricked into the grassland and became a slave soldier, had taken care of her son, Madam Yun almost knelt down and kowtowed to express her gratitude.
At this point, Zhao Tingduo tutted his words twice. "This Zhao San said that someone told them that the Dilu grasslands were full of jewels, so they came here, not afraid of being chewed on the kidneys and eaten with wine!"
Song Liyun chuckled. Lust is like a sword hanging over one's head, and greed is even more ruthless. She went there without tying her legs.
If there were really jewels everywhere on the grassland that could be exchanged for money, why would the Di tribe risk their lives to steal food every year?
It goes without saying that the person who said these words is related to the Qi family.
After discussing Madam Yun and the stone, Zhao Tingduo hesitated for a moment before saying, "You said back then that we could build a wind-driven waterwheel and irrigate fertile fields on the grasslands. Is that true?"
Song Liyun's eyes lit up. She had said this when she was repairing the water truck at the cardboard factory.
"There's water in the Mida River. Theoretically, it's possible to use windmills to pump water for irrigation!"
Zhao Tingduo clapped his hands excitedly. "There are several miles of valleys on both sides of the Mida River. I want to find someone to dig ditches to divert water. I can grow grass and sheep and even a crop in the future."
This is a good idea, but as to whether it will succeed... no one knows. After all, no one has ever reclaimed wasteland and grown crops on the Dilu grassland.
Song Liyun was quite confident.
She walked around the grassland a few years ago and found that the Dilu grassland was not all endless green grass as she had imagined.
At least from Suijin Town to the Mida River Valley, there is a large area of Gobi desert.
Moreover, the temperature there is high in summer, which is enough to grow a season of crops if there is water.
The several rivers crossing the grassland have different water volumes, and some are turbulent and flood-prone in summer.
There is only a trickle of water winding through the grass, forming a wetland. This is a good natural pasture.
There is a river in the Rising Sun Grassland that is larger than the Mida River, which makes the grass and water there abundant and the cattle and sheep can eat their fill without moving around.
Such a good place was naturally divided and occupied by several large tribes that constituted the Di Lu royal court.
If the Mida Valley wetlands can be expanded, a larger natural pasture can also be formed.
The two of them spent the whole afternoon strolling around the garden while talking about things. They didn't go anywhere, but just walked along the corridors of the garrison several times. Abu brought them tea twice.
When Song Liyun felt her legs were extremely sore, she realized that the lanterns hanging on the eaves had been lit and it was actually dark.
During this afternoon, the two discussed in detail the plans that were not easy to discuss in the letter, and they would work hard on their own after returning.
Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui were not idle this afternoon either.
After the Qi family of Hecheng retreated and the officers and soldiers conducted an inventory, many shops had closed down in just a few days, which also showed that new merchants had entered the market.
The shops in Hecheng not only supply the Di tribe outside the Great Wall, but also the herdsmen from the nearby Wuchao farms and the military camps outside the city.
The commercial prosperity was comparable to that of Pingyang Prefecture. The Qi family had just withdrawn from a gap, which immediately caused quite a stir. Well-informed and fearless merchants from other places rushed over, hoping to take advantage of the chaos.
But their trip would be in vain.
Under the leadership of officers and soldiers, Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui took over several restaurants and shops in the name of the garrison.
Now for Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui, the question is not whether they can get the shop, but how to swallow it.
Lin Qingyuan had already sent people to Pingyang Prefecture to dispatch personnel a day ago.
In addition to sending out a few capable managers from his Ruzhu Pavilion, Song Liyun also notified the Wan family.
What she didn't expect was that among the Wan family members who came with Lin Qingyuan's men, there was Wan Yanming, who was supposed to go to Southeast Road.
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