Song Liyun smiled.
Granny Qi had said this more than once, and she had also said that the young master Zhao Tingduo was currently in the final stage and unable to extricate himself.
He was probably worried that he would harbor resentment towards the Uda tribe.
Song Liyun was confident in the defense of the Wuda tribe, but there was a shortage of fodder, and she couldn't help with that.
My own space contains only grain, charcoal, and some concentrated feed for Chrysanthemum Green Horse, which is not enough to supply more livestock.
Granny Qi said, "As long as Madam returns within three days, we can go to Dongshan to transport fodder for the cattle and sheep..."
Song Liyun's heart skipped a beat: "Granny, you forgot, I can go to Dongshan to get fodder by myself!"
Granny Qi's eyes lit up instantly; she remembered the lucky bags that Song Liyun could open and close.
The worry on his face vanished instantly. He offered his hands to the heavens, kowtowed repeatedly, and exclaimed with delight, "I had forgotten that the gods have bestowed a divine messenger upon our clan, ensuring our clan's safety. However, young mistress, there is no need to trouble you now."
The tribe can hold out for a few more days, and she doesn't want Song Liyun to go out and risk her life unless absolutely necessary.
Song Liyun understood that Granny Qi did not want to expose or use her special abilities too much.
In Granny Qi's view, doing something against the will of Heaven would deplete one's own vital energy, just like when she used divination.
Granny Qi couldn't help but begin to teach Song Liyun the taboos of using "witchcraft".
Even if the young mistress already knows how to "collect," she cannot possibly learn to predict.
Although these were not the same as Song Liyun's spatial abilities, she still listened attentively.
It's always good to know more about these things, so you won't be completely clueless when you encounter a wizard.
Just then, Wudan ran over with news: "Some slave soldiers from the Pingshan tribe have escaped and want Wuda to take them in. Elder Shan has already gone there!"
When Song Liyun arrived at the wooden wall, she saw Elder Shan talking to a wounded slave soldier kneeling on the ground.
"What exactly happened?" Song Liyun asked.
The Uda tribesmen guarding nearby recognized Song Liyun and quickly bowed, replying, "Young Madam, this man says he escaped from the Pingshan tribe, and they are willing to surrender."
Surrender? Why aren't people coming in? Why do we have to talk outside?
Suspicious, Song Liyun slowly walked to Elder Shan's side and carefully examined the man.
At this moment, Elder Shan looked fierce and menacing: "You people of the Wu Dynasty are the most shameless. You always use sweet words to deceive people. Now you've come here to lure out Ping Shan. Who would believe that!"
“Really, esteemed elders, you only need to lie in ambush to the side, while we brothers lure Ping Shan away…”
The leader continued talking even after people approached, his voice growing louder as if he wanted to be heard.
When Elder Shan saw Song Liyun, he quickly put one hand on his chest and bowed, saying, "Young Madam!" He was no longer as arrogant as before.
Young Madam!
Zhang Qishan's face twitched. If he could capture this woman, his chances of winning would be much greater!
Song Liyun stared at Zhang Qishan without showing any emotion. She had never seen this person on the battlefield in the snowy plains: he was from the Wu Dynasty, had no brand on his face, and was not a slave who had been sold.
On the Dilu grasslands, the origins of the Wu Dynasty people encountered are only a few simple ones.
First, the captured slaves would have their faces branded, just like Little Stone and Zhao San.
The second type is businessmen, like Lin Qingyuan.
The third type is those who voluntarily settled in the Di tribes for various reasons, such as the Wuda tribe.
Apart from slight differences in appearance, all their habits have been adopted by the Di people.
The people in front of me had no branding marks and were not merchants; they only said they had escaped from the Ping Shan tribe.
She had her doubts, but since Elder Shan was in charge of defense, she simply observed from the sidelines.
With Song Liyun present, Elder Shan became more polite in his speech.
The reason is simple: the young mistress is from the Wu Dynasty, and so are these slave soldiers.
He stopped speaking harshly and instead asked kindly, "Then tell me! What are your names? Where are you from before, and why are you living in the Pingshan tribe?"
Zhang Qishan's heart pounded wildly. He had already recognized Song Liyun standing next to him as the one who had ridden through the Pingshan tribe on horseback.
This woman is a bit strange!
Before he could even relax, Elder Shan's question sent a chill down his spine.
Now that the die is cast, he has no choice but to act. All his possessions have been looted by Ping Shan, and his other brothers from Suijin Town have been detained.
Zhang Qishan could only carefully consider his reply: "Elder, we brothers are merchants, selling small items. A few months ago, there was a war in the Mida River Valley. We had just escaped when we were captured by Ping Shan. Now we are trying to escape and find a way to survive!"
Song Liyun was unsure whether to agree with his answer. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but he didn't mention where he came from.
Little Stone once said that slaves never revealed their place of origin, for fear of being silenced.
Are these businessmen also afraid?
Lin Qingyuan made no attempt to hide his identity as a businessman, eager to tell everyone he met which city he came from and what kind of business he was doing, in order to secure a few deals.
Since they were unwilling to tell the truth, Song Liyun didn't press the issue, but simply interjected, "We in Wuda won't take you in. For the sake of our shared Wu Dynasty heritage, you should leave!"
When Song Liyun spoke, Zhang Qishan quickly said, "Young Madam, we are both from the Wu Dynasty, and we are considered to be of the same clan and kin in this place. If you are willing to take me in, I will tell you the secrets of the Pingshan tribe!"
His words did not bring any change of heart. Song Liyun's expression changed: "Shameless people make a living by betraying others. You can betray the Pingshan tribe at will, and you can also betray the Wuda tribe."
"Guards, arrest these men and interrogate them thoroughly."
Without saying a word, the Uda soldiers around them immediately pinned Zhang Qishan and the others to the ground.
Zhang Qishan shouted, "Your Wuda tribe is about to be wiped out. Only I can help you."
Elder Shan frowned slightly: "Young Madam, shouldn't we ask a few more questions? Just in case we really have a way to lure Ping Shan here..."
Just then, Wu Dan came running over, panting, pulling Xiao Shitou along: "Young Madam! Shitou is here!"
Song Liyun turned around and saw Xiao Shitou running over with a brand-new sheepskin coat.
He was summoned by Song Liyun after she heard that someone from the Pingshan tribe had escaped.
Before he even arrived, he spotted Zhang Qishan kneeling on the ground. His eyes immediately turned red, and he lunged forward, ignoring Wu Dajun standing nearby, and punched Zhang Qishan in the face.
Caught off guard, Zhang Qishan was knocked backward and fell to the ground, yelling in pain, "You lowly slave, how dare you hit me! I'll kill you!"
Little Stone wanted to strike a second time, but Wu Dan stopped him: "Stone, you can't use violence in front of the elders and the young mistress without orders."
In the absence of elders or chieftains, resorting to violence is against the rules of the tribe.
Little Stone was pulled back by Wu Dan. He struggled for a couple of seconds but couldn't break free. He immediately lost his voice and roared angrily, "Young Madam, Uncle Zhao told me to tell you not to be fooled."
This Zhang Qishan came from Suijin Town, but Uncle Zhao never dared to say it.
He's a bad guy!
"It was he who led the barbarian bandits to destroy Suijin Town, it was he who brought men to destroy my home!"
By the end, Little Stone was almost sobbing uncontrollably.
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