Sending women to Zhao Tingduo now is the same principle, but because of Madam Wuya's involvement, it's done in a more subtle and roundabout way.
Lady Wuya's anger quickly subsided, and she said to Zhao Tingduo, "You are not allowed to touch any of these maids. Who knows what other schemes Empress Dowager Wu may have up her sleeve?"
"Let these be given to the tribe's warriors, so they may bear children and perpetuate the tribe's lineage!"
Just as Zhao Tingduo was about to agree, Song Liyun spoke up: "Mother, these noble ladies are all literate, why not let them open a school and teach them music, chess, calligraphy, painting, needlework and embroidery?"
As long as the children of the tribe are properly educated, they will be allowed to choose their own husbands!
With such a generous reward, they won't hold back their teachings.
Furthermore, we also encouraged other vassal tribes to send their best young members to study here, fostering closer relationships.
Zhao Tingduo's eyes lit up. Wasn't this just cultivating a deputy for him?
Lady Uya also realized what was happening.
The Di people have a language but no written script. Many in the tribe can speak both languages, but very few can write. If these noble ladies can truly teach the children to write, they will have accomplished a great feat.
Moreover, these noble ladies' families have already been punished, and they themselves have not done anything wrong in the Uda tribe. We cannot just call for violence because of a political mission.
If these talented women were simply given away as gifts, it would be a waste of their hard work and long journey.
That's why Song Liyun said that raising them wouldn't consume much food.
She just wanted to see what Madam Wuya would really think after Granny Xu told the truth.
Now, Lady Wuya is very annoyed with the maids sent by Wu Chao, and she can easily take over and manage them herself.
Zhao Tingduo also agreed with the decision regarding Song Liyun's punishment.
He only realized Wan Youyou's thoughts today. If these noble ladies could truly dedicate themselves to the tribe, he could agree to their arranged marriages.
Tang Qingluan and the others, who went back crying, were unaware of all this.
They felt they hadn't done anything outrageous, so why were they labeled as wolves?
Besides, serving the young master is my duty in the future. It's just a matter of taking a few more glances now, why is that wrong!
When Granny Xu returned, they immediately started crying and making a fuss, saying that Granny Xu hadn't spoken up for them and had let a little child bully them.
Granny Xu was also feeling resentful. She had finally gotten a chance to serve them closely, but these noble ladies didn't know how to restrain their thoughts.
The way they looked at the young master was like that of a wolf or a tiger; even the dim-witted boy could see it, let alone Madam Wuya and her daughter-in-law.
Although Madam Wuya and Zhao Tingduo both said that they didn't need to be served, how could Granny Xu and the others believe them?
They will eventually have to serve the young master, and these noble ladies don't know how to be patient.
Once the novelty wears off between the young master and his wife, or when the young wife becomes pregnant and is unable to serve men, the young master will naturally summon them to serve him in bed.
Losing his temper caused him to lose his composure. Today, Babaer revealed everything to Madam Uya, but still got nothing in return.
But now that she is on the grasslands, if Lady Uya does not acknowledge the Empress Dowager and Duke Anguo, then she has no one to rely on.
Upon seeing Tang Qingluan and the others cry again, Granny Xu immediately became angry and said, "If you have such abilities, then go and find the young master like Miss Wan. What's the use of crying here?"
Today, Wan Youyou's bedding, clothes, and belongings were all taken away, and no one knows where they went. Maybe...
No matter how stubborn Lady Uya was, how could she be more stubborn than her own son?
Granny Xu shook her head and stopped thinking about it. Since she had brought the person to the Wuda tribe, she didn't want to interfere anymore.
When Tang Qingluan and the others heard that they had to find a solution themselves, a thought crossed their minds: "It's inconvenient for us to move around in the tribe, how can we find a way on our own?"
Granny Xu sighed and said, "I have already asked the madam for permission so that you can move around freely."
However, I must say this first: the young master and young mistress are currently enjoying their honeymoon and a harmonious marriage, and they have absolutely no interest in you.
There is no Judge Wang's mansion here. You are merely maids. If you rashly cause trouble for the young master and incur his wrath, the young mistress may throw you into the wilderness to be eaten by wolves. That will be your fate.
As soon as Granny Xu finished speaking, the noble lady, who had just been somewhat pleased, turned pale, and the little flame of her secret joy was extinguished in an instant.
This is not the circle of noble ladies in Beijing, and they are not the noble ladies of the past.
The tribal chief is king, and the wife or young mistress can kill him if she is unhappy.
Even when Empress Dowager Wu finally inquired, he had already become a skeleton, and even his body had rotted away.
The thought of the vast desert and howling wolves and wild horses on the way there sent chills down the spines of the three men.
The group waited anxiously, and the next day Granny Qi came to assign tasks.
Four young maids went to serve Madam Wuya, and they would do needlework and embroidery whenever they had free time.
The women continued to do what they were good at, spinning thread and weaving blankets when they had free time.
Among them, Liao Yong's wife was skilled in makeup and hairstyling, and she would go to the young mistress's tent every day to help.
As for Tang Qingluan, Cao Jing, and Jiang Wanru, they were no longer combed, but instead were asked to recite the contents of the books they had learned since elementary school.
The three of them were surprised to see the familiar writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Although the texture is rough, it is not as good as my old Xuan paper and ink.
But you no longer have to touch smelly wool and get smelly yourself.
Now, not only can they write and compose poems, but they can also keep three maids by their side. Such treatment made Tang Qingluan and the others, who had been disheartened, feel much better. They didn't even take Xu Mama's words that scared them to heart.
See, Granny Xu is no good.
If it weren't for the three of us forcing ourselves to show our faces in front of the lady and the young master, we would still be combing wool right now.
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