The generals dispersed and started working on their own. Soon, except for two personal soldiers, the big tent became empty and became increasingly cold.
"How should I arrange for Xiaoyou's mother?"
Li Wenhao sat at the top and did not leave immediately. Instead, he frowned and thought for a while, but unfortunately he couldn't think of any good solution.
In this era, adopted daughters and adopted sons also have the right to inherit. Many wealthy families have no offspring, so they either adopt an adopted daughter or adopt someone to inherit the family business.
What's more, he is the Marquis of this county, so this is a very serious matter.
Wang Xiaoyou's mother is a young woman. The most important thing is that she does not have a man. Now she has adopted someone else's daughter as her daughter.
How will outsiders see and think about this? Will they think there is an affair?
This would be easy to handle if she was a widow. For Wang Xiaoyou's sake, he gave her a status saying that one or two more women would not be a big deal.
But the most important thing is that this woman's man is not dead. What if he is found one day?
Is it possible for him to stay by his side like this without knowing why he is thick-skinned and doesn't matter, is this what a young woman can bear?
"It's really troublesome. It would be great if Xiaoyou was an orphan!"
Li Wenhao stood up, muttered something shamelessly in a low voice, and walked out of the tent.
After leaving the big tent, I was faced with a gust of cold wind, mixed with buzzing noises and the rich aroma of rice.
The middle of the city was almost a white field, densely packed with ragged coolies.
The elderly, women and children received clothes first and queued up to eat, while young adults had to wait a little longer.
The clothes distributed were all captured in the city, and most of them were white robes from the Sha tribe. No matter whether they were men, women, old or young, they had one piece each. At first glance, they looked all white and looked very neat.
Qiao Lang stood on a dirt platform and shouted hard to Qing Zhuang. His voice was very loud and he could be heard clearly.
"Listen, our Lord has driven away the Sand Clan and saved you. He is your savior.
From now on, Mocheng will be your home. The old and weak can farm and do some miscellaneous things in the city. The young and strong can choose to be soldiers or continue digging holes.
Not only will food and clothing be taken care of, but wages will also be taken care of. After three years, you can leave freely..."
"We want to go home, we don't want to stay here!"
"Uh-huh, I miss my parents. I want to go home and do it no matter how much money I give."
"I am a businessman from Dayou. Since Marquis Langya is the marquis of Dayou, he has no right to imprison innocent people!"
Before Qiao Lang could finish speaking, someone shouted in opposition.
"Shut up, everyone. The 100,000 sand tribe troops are watching outside. They want to leave unless they become dead!"
Qiao Lang cursed angrily, and the scene became more and more chaotic. There were people pleading loudly, some crying, and many people shouting, and there was a faint tendency of riot.
Li Wenhao stopped and looked at it, his face a little ugly. These people had suffered a lot and wanted to go home after getting out of trouble, which he could understand.
If the Xuan Iron Mine had not been leaked, he would not have kept these people, prisoners of war, refugees, a lot of them.
But if you regard his kindness as weakness and dare to gather people to make trouble, that's another matter.
The strangest thing is that most of the people who caused trouble speak the dialect of Dayou people, and there are very few locals in the Western Regions.
They are also in trouble. Is it because they feel that they are confident because they are from the Great You Dynasty?
"Master Marquis, without our Fire Crow Army, they wouldn't even have enough food to eat. Instead of just obediently working for the Sand Clan, now they have food, drink, and money, but they are starting to rebel!"
"Master Marquis, you are too kind to these unruly people, so they dare to cause trouble." The two soldiers behind him complained angrily.
Li Wenhao is usually very easy-going when he is with the soldiers, and encourages everyone to say whatever comes to mind without being restrained.
Therefore, when no one is around, the soldiers are also willing to express their opinions. If the words are good and the Marquis likes them, they will be prosperous!
"Don't worry about them, General Qiao Lang will take care of it, let's go!" Li Wenhao replied, no longer stopping to check, turned around and walked towards the little girl's tent.
Qiao Lang is not a kind person. He can handle this kind of thing very skillfully. There is no need for him to watch here.
"Mom, dad is a good man. He gave me a lot of delicious food, and these treasures were all given by dad's men. Look at this knife, it's very sharp."
"Shut up, you kid, you sold your mother for something delicious, and you didn't even discuss it with your mother, so you became your own father.
You are capable and can command the devil's vine. Now you are even more powerful. You have also found yourself a father who will be a prince.
Mom can’t control it, I’m leaving!”
"Oh, oh, oh, mother, please don't leave. It's all because of your fault. I don't want dad anymore, I don't want him anymore!"
Outside the tent, Li Wenhao almost became angry when he heard the sound of mother and daughter talking inside.
This stinky bitch wants to go to heaven and dare to snatch her daughter from him.
"Whoa," Li Wenhao opened the door and strode in. The aura emanating from him almost caused the burning charcoal stove to go out.
He completely forgot that Xiaoyou was her daughter, and he was actually the one who came to rob her.
"Who are you?"
Yi Lianhua suddenly noticed a man breaking in. She was so frightened that she quickly turned around and put on her veil.
Although she was once the number one courtesan in Kyoto City, since she was ransomed, with her superb disguise skills, no one has ever seen her true face.
I just took a bath with my child and changed into new clothes. I accidentally forgot to change my appearance.
With her peerless appearance, what man could bear to look at her?
"I am Langya Marquis Li Wenhao, Xiaoyou's father. How dare you deny me?" Li Wenhao scolded with a sullen face.
If the child hadn't been there, he would have slapped him.
He was angry, but he didn't notice that there was a special fragrance in the air, reviving deep in his memory.
That was the memory of the bearded Wang Le, and it had been completely integrated with him.
"Bad guy, dare to bully my mother!"
The little girl was so angry that her cheap father dared to bully her own mother. She jumped out of bed angrily and was about to jump to the ground with her bare feet.
"I'll go, the ground is cold!"
Li Wenhao, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the little girl and quickly stuffed her into the bed again: "I didn't bully your mother, it was your mother who was stupid and provoked a relationship between our father and daughter.
She doesn’t even want to think about who I, Li Wenhao, am, and she dares to provoke me?"
The last sentence was turned towards Yi Lianhua. It was originally a threatening tone, but suddenly it turned into surprise.
It was like being hit by an electric current, and I was stunned.
Thin eyebrows, fair and smooth skin that can be broken by blows, and a pair of eyes that are wide open because of fear, what kind of beauty does this look like.
Li Wenhao asked himself that in the modern world, he has slept with countless Internet celebrities, dated many female celebrities, and met many beauties here. Xuan Ziyi and Ma Linglong are both top beauties.
But for the first time, I felt so amazing that I really wanted to take off the veil and take a look at her beauty.