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Chapter 312 Meeting Lin Qingyuan Again

According to the habit of the Dilu tribe, after they moved to the winter pastures in winter, they had to wait until the snow melted in the next spring before moving to the summer pastures.

If cattle and sheep frequently travel long distances in the face of wind and snow and consume a lot of physical strength, many weak animals will not be able to survive the long winter.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, the camp cannot be moved casually.

The snowstorm passed overnight.

By the dawn of the second day, the snow had not stopped, and the slab wall on the windward side had piled up a meter high snow.

Song Dekui was wrapped in a fur hat, standing on the frame of the cart and scraping the snow from the roof with a wooden stick.

He talked all night yesterday, and he talked dryly about the business of ten houses. Don't let the snow crush the paper house and ruin his reputation.

Bahrain and Wudong are busy taking care of the horses. They want to send people back through the snow to report the situation here to Guangbao.

It is only two days away from the border of Wu Dynasty.

In order to prevent the Di people from suddenly attacking the border residents, all the movements of the tribes need to be informed to the Zhenbei Military Guard.

Bahrain sent the two of them back, while Wu Dong sent the troublemaker Daxing away.

Although he apologized, Boss Song still looked at Daxing with a knife in his eyes.

Song Liyun had no intention of leaving.

She has plenty of food and charcoal, chrysanthemums and horses have plenty of fodder and board houses to live in. Whether it is returning to the guard in the snow or going to the tribe in Bahrain, it is better to stay here.

Moreover, she also needs to go to the tribe that moved away as soon as the snow stops.

After having breakfast, the three people who reported the letter set foot on their horses and braved the snow for the return journey.

Wudong, Balin and others stayed behind.

Wu Dong not only led Xiao Zongqi's military order to escort Song Liyun, but he was also a sentry in the guard station, and it was his job to monitor the movement of the grassland.

After chatting with Song Dekui all night, Balin consciously saw Song Liyun's strength, and his words and deeds became more respectful.

No wonder a weak-looking girl dared to enter the grassland with only a servant and a carriage.

Not only does he have kung fu, but he also has two guards to support him, and he is also the owner of the workshop and shop.

Boss Song has said that the Song family has food workshops, paper-making workshops, fur shops, restaurants and restaurants, and a cattle and sheep business. They are like a god of wealth.

Wudong and Balin led the people to follow the direction of the relocated tribe against the heavy snow.

They feared that the snow would fall so heavily that it would drown all the traces left behind.

Only one Di tribe was left in the board room to guard the camp.

Song Liyun walked into the stable carrying a bucket of medicated water.

Song Dekui was grooming the old horse's fur. When he saw Song Liyun carrying water, he walked over and said, "Now the horse can eat snow, as well as the hay outside. You need to save the water in your skin, don't take it out."

As he spoke, he blinked and glanced at the Di people who were cleaning up the horse manure.

Now that there are outsiders, Song Liyun's "treasure bag" cannot be exposed.

There are advantages and disadvantages of having a large number of people. The food and water originally stored in the space are now inconvenient to take out casually.

If they all rely on Juqing's horse-drawn carriage, there will be troubles.

The space of the carriage is limited, and the strength of a horse is also limited, so the team can only be expanded.

Song Lingyun gave the three horses the water mixed with biological agents to drink, and then said to Song Dekui: "Uncle Kui, don't worry, we have three horses, so we will use three horses, and then lengthen and widen the carriage, haha ! At that time, a mountain can be installed in the trunk.”

Song Dekui was still a little puzzled, but he laughed: "What do you mean by returning a mountain? Isn't that a lucky bag?"

A mobile lucky bag!

Song Liyun has been thinking about this issue since she met Balin and the others.

In the future, there will only be more and more people around me, and there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to act alone.

She can only make a big treasure chest for herself, a team of cavalry that is beyond ordinary people, in order to satisfy the powerful storage space and transportation capacity.

One day after giving the old horse the fortifying medicine, Song Liyun observed that the old horse was obviously energetic and full of energy, without any sequelae of acclimatization.

From now on, she is going to feed Ju Qing and Claret Horse as well.

Because there is no need to catalyze the horse into a prehistoric muscle monster, the medicine used is very small, enough to raise a hundred and eighty beast tanks.

The snow fell quickly and slowly, and it never stopped.

The Di tribe in the board room did not understand Wuchao dialect. Song Liyun wanted to communicate with him, but he could only express it by dancing and dancing. Apart from knowing that his name was Dalu, he couldn't ask anything else.

Song Liyun tugged at her hair and was worried. She had to learn the dialect of the Di tribe quickly during the journey, otherwise communication would be a problem when she met the tribe of the Di tribe.

Wu Dong and the others hadn't come back all day since they went out in the morning. It wasn't until dark that the group turned back in embarrassment.

They are just too tired to describe.

What surprised Song Liyun the most was that there was actually a group of seven or eight people who followed Wudong all the way, carrying large and small bags.

Song Liyun looked at the dark and thin Lin Qingyuan with unshaven beard, knotted hair, wrapped in a dirty leather robe, and couldn't believe his eyes.

The Mr. Lin I saw in Tianxiang Tower was dressed in brocade clothes, suave and suave, surrounded by beautiful maidservants, Mr. Pianpianjia, now he is a refugee beggar.

Lin Qingyuan was in a mess, and the guards accompanying him were even more miserable. Several of them had frostbite on their hands and feet, and their flesh was festered.

Seeing Song Liyun, Lin Qingyuan had a look of disbelief before dismounting from his horse, and then he was overjoyed. He rushed over from his horse and shouted: "Guan Song, why are you here on the grassland? You came here to wait for me! I knew it, you You will definitely understand my sincerity.”

Song Liyun only felt that her heart was stuffed, why did she meet this smelly and shameless person.

But at this time, people were talking too much, and there was no way to justify their words, so they could only say coldly: "Mr. Lin, don't blame me for being rude if you talk nonsense again."

Wu Dong and the others were all in shock. They met Mr. Lin who had just escaped from the Mida River Valley on the road and brought them back. They didn't expect that they were acquaintances with Miss Song. Hearing what he said... there are still many inconveniences to say inside story.

After Song Dekui entered the grassland, he already knew who Song Liyun was betrothed to, and also knew why Song Liyun was so anxious to find out what was going on in Mida River Valley.

Now that there is no news, the two of them are really worried, but it is dangerous to travel in snowy weather, so they can only wait.

Originally, Song Dekui was worried that the matter of the lucky bag would not be concealed.

Now that so many people came suddenly, he would have no chance to eat the dishes prepared by Xiao An and Aunt Yun.

Song Dekui's forehead hurts just thinking about it.

Now a bastard jumped out and opened his mouth to talk nonsense, which immediately aroused great anger in his heart.

How can a girl who is engaged to be married allow people to mess up her reputation.

Before Song Liyun could get angry, Song Dekui had already kicked Lin Qingyuan.

After escaping from the dead and seeing an acquaintance again, Lin Qingyuan was in a state of mind, completely unprepared, and was kicked to the ground by Song Dekui, his head and face were covered with snow foam.

Before he could struggle to get up, Song Dekui stepped on Lin Qingyuan's back, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Where did you come from, a vagrant ruffian, who sprays dung all over his mouth and is innocent. Believe it or not, I will punch you to death!"

(End of this chapter)