It is difficult to persuade Mrs. Wu Ya to stay. Mida City is Song Liyun's future home and is also a commercial city. If it can be built as soon as possible, there will naturally be many benefits.
"Then I'll help my father-in-law! Ayun, I'll get some newly spun yarn for your Uncle Kui later. I want the finest yarn, so that my family can weave it into cloth and wear it to keep them warm."
According to Song Liyun's order, the tribe now not only weaves carpets, but also spins wool into fine threads and supplies them to thousands of shops for sale.
Since the beginning of winter, cashmere yarn has been selling like hotcakes, and demand exceeds supply.
Song Dekui laughed: "Okay, I'll accept it shamelessly!"
Cashmere thread is a good thing, but Lin Qingyuan didn't come this time.
If the one who got into the eyes of money comes, he will have to fight with himself and spend a lot of time to escape.
Song Dekui left with his people that day. Song Liyun didn't have to come back in three days, and Xiao An would stay in the tribe. He planned to wait until the spring snow melted before Song Liyun sent him back to Ruijin Town.
Snowflakes came flying three days later, and the Uda tribe fell into sadness again.
It's just that this time, everyone doesn't feel much pain, but more nostalgia.
The colorful silks left over from the wedding are still flying in the wind, just like the rainbow after the rain heralding the arrival of sunshine.
This time last year, the Mida Valley was still full of blood.
This year, those tribes have returned to Uda and are recuperating. The grassland is quiet and there is nothing to do.
With the support of the Northern Army in Hecheng Town, part of the Leiziying sergeants who originally stayed in the Wuda tribe were stationed in the Mida Valley, while the rest stayed in Kara Mountain and various nearby tribes to spend the winter.
Therefore, Zhao Tingduo was temporarily free and could only spend his honeymoon in peace.
Every day during the day, I led people to train horses, and at night I was full of energy and lingering with Song Liyun.
Song Liyun had dark circles under her eyes, and she yawned during the day when she was twisting wool with the beggar and others.
Both Aunt Beggar and Mrs. Wu Ya have been here before, so I can’t see the reason for this.
I am glad that my husband and wife have a good relationship and can have a grandson sooner.
In terms of feeling a little distressed, Song Liyun suffered a lot due to her delicate body.
So, in addition to bird's nests, Mrs. Wu Ya also took out many supplements sent from the palace for Song Liyun to eat.
A bowl of bird's nest in the morning and a bowl of snow clam soup in the afternoon. How could Song Li dare to eat like this? She had to find another way.
As a result, Zhao Tingduo had a nosebleed in public during a meal, which revealed that there was a meal replacement.
There was no other way, so Mrs. Wu Ya had to call her son, asking him to calm down and not tire out Ayun.
Zhao Tingduo's nosebleed at the dinner table caused a commotion in the tribe.
The boy who grew up with Zhao Tingduo is now of marriageable age.
Several of them have already arranged marriages with other tribes, and before winter, they used cattle and sheep as betrothal gifts in exchange for their brides.
Now that I heard that the young master was getting married and still had a nosebleed, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and laugh slyly as soon as they met.
Zhao Tingduo was so angry that he led them to tame horses and run around on the grassland. At night, he fell into a deep sleep on the couch and had no energy to laugh at himself anymore.
But there was an undercurrent surging among those noble ladies.
In a large tent, several girls were busy sitting around a pile of wool.
The tribe does not raise idlers. Although they do not need to go to the grassland to herd sheep and collect cow dung, they still have to work.
Their task is to use bone combs to card the messy wool into bundles, and then hand it over to others for spinning.
The people sitting in a group were all working hard with gloomy faces. The slender hands that used to twist their pens to draw reds and apply appliques to the mirror now had to touch this wool with a special smell.
Only when they put down a bunch did they raise their heads and exchange glances with each other. When they raised their heads again, they all looked in the same direction.
In a corner, Wan Youyou was wearing a sheepskin robe, her eyes lowered and she was slowly adjusting the wooden string hammer used to twist the thread.
When the girls raised their heads again, their eyes fell on Wan Youyou's light red sheepskin robe. They couldn't help but curled their lips and muttered: "You are worthy of being from a humble background. You just came to the grassland and you are wearing such rags!"
The weather was cold on the grassland, and the wind blew constantly from morning to night, and the cotton robes they wore could no longer withstand it.
There was no longer the mink velvet from the past, and Nanny Xu only brought a few old sheepskin robes for them to wear.
Although the sheepskin robe was warm, it had been worn by others, and the sleeves and skirt had long been worn and shiny.
Even though Aunt Xu asked everyone to sew the cloth to cover it up, and it looked bright, they still felt sick and would rather freeze to death than wear it.
Only a bitch like Wan Youyou doesn't dislike her.
One of the women with a long face, almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks snorted coldly: "Her grandfather was just a guard of the Shangshu Mansion, but he sacrificed his life to save the savior. Wan Shangshu asked Wan Shaoqing to marry the guard's daughter to fill in the house and give birth to Wan Youyou.
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You tell me, how can such a lowly slave girl, who asks for favors in return, deserve to be on an equal footing with us?"
Another woman with a round face said softly: "Tang Qingluan, don't forget what Nanny Xu said. You and I have fallen to this point. We are all in trouble. There is no distinction between high and low."
Tang Qingluan's eyes widened: "I am the legitimate daughter of Duke Rongguo..."
"You are risking your life before you mention it!"
When the round-faced woman saw Tang Qingluan yelling, she was so frightened that she covered her mouth.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the wool in the round-faced woman's hand was not lost, and she just stuffed it into Tang Qingluan's mouth.
Tang Qingluan was so stimulated by the wool that she kept saying "Uh-huh". After spitting out the hair ball, she choked to tears.
While pulling the hair in her mouth, she cursed angrily at the round-faced woman: "Jiang Wanru, isn't this exactly what you told me? Now you are deliberately hurting me!"
Tang Qingluan's actions finally caused the cold-hearted woman next to her to raise her head: "Tang Qingluan, if you want to die, die quickly, don't drag us down."
Her voice was not loud, but Tang Qingluan seemed to be afraid of her, and suddenly suppressed his blush: "Jiang Wanru, Cao Jing, you bullies!"
It is true that she is the legitimate daughter of Duke Rongguo, but when the late emperor was in power, Duke Rongguo was dictating the Zhenbei Army in the court and colluding with officials to create difficulties in every possible way.
When the late emperor passed away, he died at home out of fear of sin, and the entire family was sent by the current emperor to guard the imperial mausoleum.
Tang Qingluan was chosen by the Queen Mother as a maid and sent to Dilu Grassland just because of her good looks.
Jiang Wanru and Cao Jing are the natal families of the eldest prince and the third prince.
When the prince participated in seizing the legitimate heir and played tricks on the prince, the prince's concubine's natal family contributed a lot.
Now the princes are imprisoned, the natal homes of the princes and concubines on both sides are confiscated, the men are sent to the border, and the women are put into official slavery.
Tang Qingluan was afraid of them just because the princes were still there, in case he could get the favor of the new emperor to leave the capital in a few years.
Maybe Cao Jing and her in-laws can get out of trouble and return to Beijing.
Hearing Tang Qingluan say that he was bullying others, Cao Jing snorted coldly, with a pair of phoenix eyes full of hatred: "Tang Qingluan, if you don't know how to provoke others and provoke punishment from Aunt Xu, I will tell Auntie that I still think about you every day.
I’m in Rongguo Mansion and want to go back to Rongguo Mansion!”