Song Liyun tensed up immediately: Deception! Ah Shi was lying to her? Could it be that he was married?
In that instant, Song Liyun had only one thought in her mind: if Ashi was already married, no matter what he said, she would immediately break off the relationship.
Granny Qi took her hand and began to speak slowly and gently, in a manner characteristic of the elderly.
When Zhao Tingduo was called into the yurt by Yuquan, he saw Song Liyun sitting side by side with the old woman and said with a smile, "Liyun, you should have rested long ago after riding a horse all night. Why haven't you gone to sleep yet? You'll have a sore back tomorrow."
Granny Qi patted Song Liyun's hand and said with a smile, "Look, he doesn't even realize he's wrong."
These men are sometimes like bulls on the prairie; they need to be constantly nudged. Otherwise, they feel that just because they've thought of something, everyone else should know it too.
She then said to Zhao Tingduo, "Yun'er is a good child, and you are a good child too. Although you have acted a bit hastily, if this marriage can be arranged, I would be more than happy to see it happen."
But this can't be decided by just one person; it has to be a mutual agreement. You have to tell the other party about your family situation before bringing it to the tribe.
Otherwise, you'll be accused of marriage fraud.
Now that boy Abu has gone back, tell your mother about it.
Knowing your mother's temper, she won't let you off easily when you return to the tribe; she'll definitely make you kneel all night as punishment.
Song Liyun glanced at Zhao Tingduo and saw that he still looked confused. She felt both annoyed and amused.
If the old woman hadn't told the truth just now, I would have thought he was intentionally trying to trick me into marriage.
Zhao Tingduo immediately realized what was happening and blushed deeply: "Yun'er, I didn't mean to deceive you into marriage, I just didn't dare to say it!"
Granny Qi continued, "What is there to be afraid of saying? Those Di barbarians and bandits are bad people. Every Di person with a conscience would hate them. They will only go to hell after they die."
Your mother is currently searching for those Wu Dynasty slaves in Broken Gold Town. She has already found five and said she will send them back when the opportunity arises.
Zhao Tingduo smiled and said, "Mother is still thinking of Father."
Granny Qi said angrily, "Even if you're husband and wife for a day, you're still bound by a hundred days of kindness. If you can't live together, you're not enemies. But you, why don't you hurry up and explain things to Yun'er? Don't let her hard-working heart be hurt."
No wonder he's become so shrewd with age!
Before Song Liyun could even begin to feel resentment or anger towards Zhao Tingduo, it was quickly dispelled by the nanny's smile.
Ah Shi didn't mean to hide it; he just had unavoidable difficulties.
This is not simply a love story between two people; it also involves the lives of countless people from the Zhenbei Army, the prince, Suijin Town, and the Wuda Tribe.
Without absolute certainty, Zhao Tingduo would not have told him so frankly.
As the sun sets, the night wind whistles across the grassland, causing the already withered grass to bend flat.
Song Liyun sat on a high point on a gentle slope.
Below the gentle slope, several sheepdogs were running, herding the sheep into the pen.
Zhao Tingduo had changed into a Di ethnic robe and was sitting next to her.
"How should I address you, Prince of the Di tribe?" Song Liyun turned to look at him, a faint smile on her face.
Zhao Tingduo knew this was a joke, so he raised an eyebrow: "I'm not a prince yet. Do you want me to be one?"
"What's the difference?" Song Liyun asked curiously. A young master of a tribe, isn't he a prince?
"Only large tribes that establish royal courts have kings, and therefore princes!"
Zhao Tingduo's eyes sparkled, "Yun'er, I will become a queen in the future, and the children I give birth to will be princes!"
Song Liyun smiled, her eyes crinkling. It's always good for a man to have ambition, especially since Ashi isn't just bragging; he has real skills.
He was extremely satisfied with such a young, promising, and handsome general.
She had already heard from her nanny that when they left Xiashi Pass before the New Year, the Wuda tribe had only two hundred people, but now there were a thousand.
These were the battles that Ashi and his men fought for over two months, and of course, they also received covert support from the Zhenbei Army.
Although the Uda tribe has a small population, it has generations of trained members and the finest armor and weapons on the grasslands.
If the Zhenbei Army continues to help, it's not impossible for it to gradually grow into a major force.
Besides, with the help of the Di prince, his fur business would be rolling in money.
"Ah Shi? What's your real name?"
Song Liyun felt that princes and such were things for the future; she needed to get to know the person in front of her again.
"Ashileduo, also known as Zhao Tingduo, is the daughter of Lady Wuya of the Wuda tribe and the father of the Marquis of Zhenbei of the Wu Dynasty!"
When revealing his background, Zhao Tingduo's expression was indifferent, his face as cold as ice. "I am the third young master of the Zhenbei Army, and also the young master that Abu and the others talk about."
Because it was a marriage alliance between two tribes, their identities could not be revealed during the Wu Dynasty, and they were looked down upon by other Di peoples on the grasslands.
Song Liyun gasped in surprise: "You're mixed race!"
Zhao Tingduo frowned slightly: "Mixed-race? Actually, they all say behind my back that I have mixed blood."
He meant that people from other tribes called him a bastard.
"Pfft!" Song Liyun burst into laughter, unable to resist pinching Zhao Tingduo's cheek. This was something she had been wanting to do for a long time. "No wonder you're so beautiful!"
Zhao Tingduo suddenly covered her face, her eyes widened, her ears turned red, and she looked incredulous. Her previous composure and coldness crumbled instantly.
"You...you pinched me!"
"Don't glare, or I'll pinch you. Now tell me, do the Di people have the custom of taking wives and concubines?"
Granny Qi said that Zhao Tingduo had concealed the truth from the beginning and made people travel such a long distance, which was a mistake, and now he should apologize.
Seizing the opportunity, Song Liyun decided to ask all her questions.
She used to think he was just a special soldier, and even if he had some connection with the Di tribe, it didn't matter; she only cared about whether they got married.
But now I realize that he's got a lot to offer, and he's a golden bachelor that you couldn't find even with a lantern. Of course, I need to ask him properly now.
"The Di people do not have concubines, but they can marry several wives."
After Zhao Tingduo finished speaking, he saw that Song Liyun's eyes were not friendly and knew that this girl had a short temper and was probably going to pinch him again.
He jumped up immediately and said urgently, "Marrying a wife requires paying a dowry, including pasture, livestock, and people."
The dowry will become the wife's property for future support and for raising children; the husband has no right to interfere, nor can he divorce her or take it back.
"It means one wife, one betrothal gift! Even if the two can't live together, the betrothal gift is still the wife's personal property?" Song Liyun explained in her own words.
"Yes!"
"Ah Shi, how many wives will you have in the future? Don't you need your first wife to help you take concubines?" Song Liyun asked calmly and slowly.
Life is full of disappointments, and almost all of them stem from "emotions".
Even before the apocalypse, despite the enforced monogamy system, there were still women in groups of three or four.
Without official restrictions on the status of wives and concubines, these mistresses were even more arrogant than the original wives.
After the end times, "marriage" will be the first unit of communication to collapse and disappear, having become a means of survival through trade.
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