Madam Yun seemed to have suddenly thought of something and quickly looked around. She saw Xiao An standing next to her, frowning and clenching his fists, about to rush forward. She cried out "Aiya" and pulled him back: "Xiao An, kid, don't look at that."
Xiao An was pulled away and jumped up and down anxiously: "Brother Ashi is bullying my second sister, I have to protect my sister!"
Wu Dan and several other tribesmen came forward with a giggle, coaxing Xiao An: "Xiao An, the young master doesn't dare to bully the young lady!"
Several people coaxed and carried the person away.
Just now, Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun were arguing, which scared them all.
They were all worried that the young lady would really return to Suijin Town in a fit of anger, and the young master's efforts would be in vain.
Song Liyun was kissed by Zhao Tingduo, and she felt that she was increasingly short of breath, but her rationality finally returned.
With a push, he pushed Zhao Tingduo away and gasped, "You bad guy... In broad daylight... you are so frivolous and rude."
Zhao Tingduo licked her lips and looked at Song Liyun, whose cheeks were flushed. She said with an unsatisfied look, "You and I are going to be husband and wife. Isn't this normal?"
There was joy in his words, without any trace of the anger that the two of them had been arguing about a moment ago.
Occasionally, when he saw Xiaoyun crying for him and feeling jealous of him, he felt as if every bone in his body had lightened.
Song Liyun is good in every way except that she is too strong-willed and sometimes too sensible.
Just like my mother, she is unwilling to speak out about any grievances. I must change this temper in the future.
No, I should be more careful and not follow in my father's footsteps.
Song Liyun was kissed before she could say anything. She stamped her feet in anger and said, "Elder Shan and the others are still here. How can I still have any dignity?"
Although she was not as feudal-minded as the women of the Wu Dynasty, she also did not have the habit of showing intimacy in front of others.
Seeing her coquettish and shy expression, Zhao Tingduo laughed so hard that he trembled. He put his arm around her shoulders and asked her to look behind her: "Look, there's someone there!"
Song Liyun raised her eyes, and sure enough, there was no one around...
There were only a few figures trotting away in all directions. Even the elderly Elder Shan was staggering as he ran, which was quite funny!
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The small tent couldn't accommodate all these people, and Zhao Tingduo didn't let Song Liyun move the "space" anymore: "Go back to the wooden house, there's everything there, I have something to show you!"
I worked hard for several days and was misunderstood just to give her a gift.
With Zhao Tingduo's unreasonable interruption, Song Liyun could no longer be angry.
Soon, she was surrounded by people and returned to the wooden house where she had rested the night before.
What made Song Liyun a little embarrassed was that she walked for most of the day, but it only took her half an hour to return.
It turned out that it wasn't just Xiao An and Yun Niang who were lagging behind, he was also being lazy.
Before it got dark, we saw a camp with a lit bonfire.
When they saw the young master coming back with the young mistress, a lot of people gathered around.
Among them were people Song Liyun knew, and they all bowed.
What surprised Song Liyun the most was that more than a dozen yurts had been built on the river bend not far away, as well as herds of cattle and sheep.
Zhao Tingduo pointed at the herdsmen who were still busy in their yurts and said with a smile, "This is the gift I want to give you, a tribe.
Wait until they are settled and then come to meet you."
"You delayed it in order to give it to my tribe?"
Song Liyun was a little amused and helpless.
"Yes, I hope you will be rich and have many tribes in the future!"
In the minds of the Di people, agate, jade, gold and silver jewelry do not represent wealth, at least not something that can sustain life.
Only with large areas of grassland, a large number of cattle and sheep, and a large population can there be true stability.
"This is the shortest road from Broken Gold Town to Kara Mountain. I plan to set up tribes along the way so that you can find your own tribe every time you travel.
There is always hot milk tea to drink, a warm tent to sleep in, and safe escorts to pick you up."
Zhao Tingduo's eyes lit up. This matter was not just talk.
After his efforts, he is already halfway to success.
On the way, at least five had already settled down, and several others were also making preparations to move their tents when he left.
As he spoke, he took out a map and handed it to Song Liyun like a treasure.
It not only shows the directions of several rivers, but also dozens of tribal distribution points.
It turned out that when Zhao Tingduo began to patrol the area between Kala Mountain and Suijin Town in the autumn, he drew a simple map and counted the tribes here.
These tribes scattered everywhere are large and small. The largest one has nearly a hundred people, and the smallest one is just one family, relying on their own cattle and sheep for survival.
Zhao Tingduo moved more than a dozen of the tribes to the route that Song Liyun would pass, so that they would have felt tents to rest in along the way and did not have to set up wooden houses every time.
The reason why we missed the opportunity to greet you these two days was because of the tribe outside.
In order to get the tribe to stop in a place with water, Zhao Tingduo drove the cattle through the desert for several days and barely stayed here for one winter.
Last night, we almost walked into a thunderstorm area, which scared the sheep so much that they fled and searched around for a long time.
When Elder Shan found him, he was still catching sheep on the ground.
Seeing that everyone was safe, Elder Shan was so happy that he forgot to ask someone to send a letter back, which made Song Liyun worry about misunderstanding.
"Thank you! It must be very hard to relocate so many tribes!"
Song Liyun felt warm in her heart.
In order to make it easier for themselves to move around, they did such a laborious task.
Although in Song Liyun's mind, the two of them got married and the tribe was owned by both of them, and what Zhao Tingduo did was also his responsibility.
But she was really touched by the considerate care and concern shown to her by others.
For thousands of years, every tribe has been accustomed to living by following water and grass. Now, asking them to settle down on a fixed route will definitely come at a price.
Not only does it require conquest by force, but it also requires solving the problem of food and drink for people and animals.
I don’t know how Zhao Tingduo did it!
Zhao Tingduo smiled and stopped talking. He didn't want to tell him now, so as not to make Song Liyun worry.
Of course he fought his way here.
The law of the jungle is the law of survival on the grassland. Before a fight, no matter how much food and cattle and sheep are promised, it will not convince people.
Then we can only fight first, either fight or surrender, there are only two ways to go.
Now that he has his own cavalry to suppress the rebellion, Song Liyun only needs to exchange food, salt and tea for other items every time to slowly win over the people's hearts.
After a long time, they will completely belong to Song Liyun.
Candles were lit in the wooden house, and in the bright candlelight, Song Liyun could see Zhao Tingduo's face clearly.
Now, the new dress that was originally worn for the wedding was covered with dust, and there was a cut in an inconspicuous place caused by an arrow.
Because he had been staying in the wilderness for a long time, his handsome face was also covered with dry cuts.
Unlike other members of the Di tribe, Zhao Tingduo loves cleanliness. As long as conditions permit, he will keep his body spotless.
While Madam Yun was cooking, Song Liyun used the stove to boil some hot water for Zhao Tingduo to take a bath and change clothes.
In her space, she stores multiple sets of various clothes so that she can change them at any time.
After dinner, everyone else wisely left, and even Xiao An was taken by Wu Dan to visit the newly moved tribe.
Madam Yun made tea for Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun, then sat beside them to sew clothes.
Zhao Tingduo held the teacup, took a sip, and sighed in comfort: "Ah! Good tea!"
Song Liyun pursed her lips and smiled meaningfully: "In the dowry that Duke Anguo gave me, there was a lot of tribute tea, and a beautiful woman who was good at making tea."
Zhao Tingduo glanced at her, put down his tea, and whispered in her ear, "Are you still jealous? Don't worry, I don't want any maids. Those women belong to my mother."
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