Song Liyun suddenly became nervous: Cheating! Ah Shi lied to himself? Could it be that he is a married man!
At this moment, Song Liyun had only one thought in her mind. If A Shi already had a wife, no matter what flowers he told her, she would immediately break off the relationship.
The beggar took her hand and spoke slowly and leisurely with the gentleness unique to the elderly.
When Zhao Tingduo was called into the yurt by Yuquan, he saw Song Liyun sitting side by side with his grandma. He smiled and said: "Liyun, you should have rested long ago after riding a horse all night. Why haven't you slept yet? Your back will be sore tomorrow."
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Aunt Beggar patted Song Liyun's hand and said with a smile: "Look, he doesn't even know he's wrong.
Sometimes these men are like cattle on the grassland, they have to be beaten at all times. Otherwise, if he thinks that he has thought of it, others should know it."
Then he said to Zhao Tingduo: "Yun'er is a good boy, and you are a good boy too. Although you have done this in a hurry, if you can form this marriage, I would like it.
But you can't just think about this. It has to be consensual. You have to tell people about your family situation in advance before bringing it to the tribe.
Otherwise, you will become a fraud.
Now that boy Abu has gone back, the matter will be told to your mother-in-law again.
With your mother-in-law's temper, I won't let you go easy when you return to the tribe, I will punish you by kneeling all night long."
Song Liyun glanced at Zhao Tingduo and saw that he was still confused, feeling angry and funny.
If grandma hadn't told the truth just now, I would have thought that he was deliberately cheating on her.
Zhao Tingduo reacted immediately and blushed: "Yun'er, I didn't mean to cheat on the marriage, I just didn't dare to say it!"
The beggar then said: "There is nothing I dare to say. Those Dilu bandits are bad people. Every conscientious Di tribesman will hate them. They will only go to hell after death."
Your mother-in-law has been looking for those Wu Dynasty slaves in Ruijin Town, and she has found five of them, and she said she would send them back if she had the chance."
A smile appeared on Zhao Tingduo's face: "Aniang is still thinking about my father."
The beggar said angrily: "A husband and a wife can be kind to each other for a hundred days, but they are not enemies if they don't get along. But you, why don't you explain it clearly to Yun'er quickly, so as not to ruin the sincerity of others who are tired of running around and working hard."
After all, people become better with age!
Song Liyun's resentment towards Zhao Tingduo was resolved by Nanny's smile before it even started.
Ah Shi didn't mean to hide it, he just had some difficulties.
This is not just the love between two people, but also involves the lives of countless people from the Zhenbei Army, the prince, Ruijin Town and the Wuda tribe.
Zhao Tingduo couldn't tell the truth without being completely sure.
The sun was setting in the west, and the night wind on the grassland was blowing, causing the grass that had begun to wither and turn yellow to fall down.
Song Liyun was sitting on a high place on a gentle slope.
Below the gentle slope, several shepherd dogs were running, driving the sheep into the pen.
Zhao Tingduo had changed into a Di tribe robe and sat next to her.
"How should I call you? Prince of the Di tribe?" Song Liyun turned to look at him with a faint smile on his face.
Zhao Tingduo knew that he was making fun of himself, so he raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a prince yet, do you want me to be a prince?"
"What's the difference?" Song Liyun became curious. Could it be that the young master of a tribe was not a prince?
"Only the big tribes that form the royal court have kings and princes!"
Zhao Tingduo's eyes were bright, "Yun'er, I will become a king in the future, and I will be a prince when I give birth to a child!"
Song Liyun smiled and quirked her eyebrows. It is always good for a man to be ambitious. Besides, Ah Shi is not just bragging with his words, but he has real ability.
I am really satisfied with such a young, promising and handsome young general.
She had already heard from her mother that when she left Xia Shiguan a few years ago, there were only about 200 people in the Uda tribe's headquarters, but now there are a thousand people.
These were captured by Ah Shi and his men in two months, and of course it was also inseparable from the secret support of the Zhenbei Army.
Although there are only a small number of people in the Uda tribe, there are many tribesmen who are trained one after another, and they also have the most sophisticated armor and weapons on the grassland.
If the Zhenbei Army continues to help in the future, it is not impossible to slowly grow into a majority.
Besides, as for myself, with the help of the prince of the Di tribe, my fur business will be a golden one.
"Ashi? What's your real name?"
Song Liyun felt that the prince and everything else were things in the future, and she needed to get to know the person in front of her again.
"Ashi Leduo, also called Zhao Tingduo, his mother is Mrs. Wuya of the Wuda tribe, and his father is the Marquis of Zhenbei of the Wu Dynasty!"
When Zhao Tingduo told his story, his expression was indifferent, as if there was frost on his face, "I am the third son of the Zhenbei Army, and I am also the young master that Abu and the others call me.
Because it was a marriage between two tribes, his identity could not be disclosed in the Wu Dynasty, and he was looked down upon by other Di tribesmen on the grassland."
Song Liyun opened her mouth in shock: "You are a mixed race!"
Zhao Tingduo frowned slightly: "Mixed? In fact, they all say behind my back that I have mixed blood."
He wanted to say that people from other tribes called him a bastard.
"Pfft!" Song Liyun laughed loudly and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Tingduo's face. This was an action he had been thinking about for a long time. "No wonder you are so good-looking!"
Zhao Tingduo suddenly covered his face, his eyes widened, his ears were red, and his face was in disbelief. The calmness and coldness he showed before instantly collapsed.
"You, pinch me!"
"Don't stare. If you stare again, pinch me. Then, do you have any rules among the Di people about marrying wives and taking concubines?"
Aunt Beggar said that Zhao Tingduo had done something wrong by hiding it in advance and letting people travel such a long distance, and now she wants him to apologize.
Striking while the iron is hot, Song Liyun decided to shake off all the questions and finish the question.
In the past, she only thought that he was a special sergeant. Even if he had some involvement with the Di tribe, it didn't matter. She only cared about whether he got married.
But now I know that he still has a tail, and he is still a rich man who can't be found even with a lantern. Of course, he needs to ask carefully now.
"The Di people have no concubines, but they can have several wives."
After Zhao Tingduo finished speaking, he saw Song Liyun's unkind eyes and knew that this girl had a short temper, so she was afraid that she would pinch herself again.
He jumped up immediately and said hurriedly: "To marry a wife, you need to pay a bride price, including pasture, livestock, and people.
The betrothal gift will become the wife's personal property and will be used to raise her children. The husband has no right to interfere, nor can he divorce his wife and take it back."
"It means one wife has one betrothal gift! Even if the two of them cannot live together, the betrothal gift is also the wife's personal property?" Song Liyun explained according to his own meaning.
"Yes!"
"Ashi, how many wives will you have in the future? Don't you need the help of the eldest wife to take care of the younger ones?" Song Liyun said slowly and calmly.
Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, almost all because of "love".
Before the end of the world, even if monogamy is enforced, there are still three, three, four and four people.
There are no official restrictions on the status of wives and concubines, and those three are even more arrogant than the original spouse.
After the end of the world, "marriage" in society became the first unit word to disintegrate and disappear, and it has become a means of survival and transaction.