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Chapter 337 The Sneak Attack of Pingshan Department (10)

Mrs. Wu Ya was afraid that Song Liyun would not know the relationship between the Mudan tribe and the Wuda tribe, so she explained in detail.

Because the Dongyue tribe has thousands of people, and such an old tribe will have a certain number of vassal tribes to follow.

Even if it splits, there are thousands of people that the East Vietnam Department can mobilize now.

So even though Zhao Tingduo had four hundred elites from Leiziying, in order to be fully sure, he still took away all the armed forces available to the Wuda tribe.

However, in the direction of Mount Kala near the Mida River, Zhao Tingduo arranged for a tribe that had defected to be responsible for the defense of Uda headquarters.

Large-scale enemy tribes are under the control of the Wuda army, and the only threats to the Wuda tribe are the scattered refugees.

With a scale of 300 people in the Mudan tribe, it is enough to protect the Uda headquarters from the rogues.

Knowing that Zhao Tingduo had already made preparations, and Mrs. Wu Ya had already gone to report the news, Song Liyun felt relieved.

She just said, Zhao Tingduo is also a person who hangs out with the military camp, how could he leave such a big loophole for himself.

Although there are only women and children here in the Wuda tribe, they are arranged in front.

Now Mrs. Wu Ya has notified Mu Dan as soon as possible, and she will surely stop the enemy.

Outside the tent, someone reported loudly that Lin Qingyuan, Song Dekui, a merchant from the Wu Dynasty, and the head of Bahrain had asked to see his wife.

Mrs. Wu Ya looked at Song Liyun, a little puzzled.

Song Liyun didn't tell the origins of these people just now, she just asked people to take them to the guest tent to arrange tea and dinner in front of the attendants she brought over.

Asking to see you now is obviously not what you want.

Song Liyun slapped his forehead.

Just now, I saw that Mrs. Wu Ya was a little nervous, and I was taken aback by Mrs. Wu Ya's enthusiasm. I was flustered, so I forgot about my companion.

She hurriedly said: "Ma'am, I forgot to say just now that these people are not followers. Lin Qingyuan is a merchant from the Wu Dynasty and has business dealings with me. He also encountered the news of this enemy attack when he came out of the Mida River Valley.

Song Dekui is my uncle, and he takes good care of my siblings.

The leader of Bahrain met me when he first entered the grassland. He was entrusted by the Zhenbei Military Guard to escort me all the way here for free. He also suffered a lot, and several tribesmen were injured on the way. "

When Mrs. Wu Ya heard that she had misunderstood, she hurriedly said to Yuquan: "Please come in quickly."

After finishing speaking, she stood up, took two steps slowly to occupy the center of the tent, and made a gesture of welcoming the distinguished guests.

Seeing that she trusted him so much, Song Liyun expressed her cautious attitude just by saying a word, and was immediately moved.

She didn't have time to say more words of thanks at this time, and she couldn't bring a bad start to both parties because of her mistakes, and rushed to the tent door like a remedy after a dead sheep.

Lin Qingyuan pursed his lips without looking at her, and just followed Yuquan into the tent.

It was not the first time Lin Qingyuan entered the tent of the leader of the Di tribe, but it was the first time he entered the tent of a female leader.

Unlike ordinary Di tribes, Mrs. Wuya's middle tent is spacious and tall, with a beautiful carpet on the floor and a faint fragrance.

What attracted him the most was the beautiful Mrs. Wu Ya in the center of the tent.

Sure enough, everything was imagined in my mind.

That graceful figure, that arrogant and majestic demeanor, that charming brow...

In Lin Qingyuan's heart, Song Liyun's attractive image collapsed suddenly.

No matter how pungent and capable Song Liyun was, she was just a young girl in front of Mrs. Wu Ya, the leader of the tribe who had experienced ups and downs.

Lin Qingyuan's old problem has happened again!

He was so excited that he was incoherent, took small steps, ran to Mrs. Wu Ya, and knelt down on one knee with a plop: "I'm in Xialin Qingyuan, and I'm asking my husband... Madam hello!"

Mrs. Wu Ya obviously saw such scenes too often, she raised her hand lightly: "Mr. Lin, don't be too polite, please get up!"

At this time, Song Dekui, who came in after Lin Qingyuan, didn't look at Mrs. Wu Ya, but was busy staring at Song Liyun who was standing at the door with a flattering smile on his face.

He even bent his fingers and made a gesture to her: You girl deserves to be beaten, as soon as you see your mother-in-law, you will leave yourself as a little uncle!
Song Liyun courteously stepped forward to lead him in: Forget, forget!
Seeing the familiar interaction between the two, the beggar who followed Song Liyun showed a smile in her eyes.

She already knew the situation of the brothers and sisters of the Song family. There was no father or mother in the family, and her uncle was also a cruel person, forcing the three brothers and sisters to exile in other places, and only then did they meet the young master in Suijin Town.

Seeing her getting close to this clan uncle now must be showing kindness and righteousness to the three brothers and sisters.

The beggar stepped forward and saluted, "Is this Xiaoguan Song?"

She didn't address him as "Mr. Song", but a rarely used term with respect in it.

Song Dekui cupped his hands in return: "Your Majesty is right!"

In order to save face for Song Liyun, he also went all out and talked with his throat, but he was not used to it, so he almost bit the tip of his tongue.

Song Liyun let out a chuckle: "Uncle Kui, Madam beggar is not an outsider, so you should say whatever you want."

Song Dekui glared at her again, blushing, and said, "Grandma, I'm Xiaoyun's uncle. Uh... this... Xiaoyun is a naughty girl, if she is rude in the future, she will look at her again." Forgive me, old man!"

In front of his in-laws, he had no choice but to act like an elder.

The beggar looked at Song Dekui with the eyes of a child in the family, and said with a smile: "Uncle Song is humble, the young lady is polite and sensible, and my wife likes it very much."

Song Liyun was praised, Song Dekui was happy to hear it, and hurried forward before he could speak.

Because at this time, Mrs. Wu Ya had already walked over here.

"Respected Song family seniors, please forgive Wu Ya's mistake just now, for not inviting you into the middle account!" Mrs. Wu Ya apologized first.

Facing the number one beauty in the prairie, Song Dekui was even more flustered than Lin Qingyuan at this moment: "Madam, you are polite... You are polite! It was Xiaoyun who forgot, and it has nothing to do with Madam."

Mrs. Wu Ya smiled slightly: "It's also my fault that I didn't give Ali a chance to speak."

Although Song Dekui said he wanted to blame Song Liyun, it could be seen that Mrs. Wu Ya had made a mistake, so he also breathed a sigh of relief for Xiaoyun.

As a man, he doesn't understand the matters between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but it is a great thing for the elders to save their face and speak for the younger generation.

Next, the meeting ceremony ended when Bahrain sincerely bowed to Mrs. Wu Ya.

A long table was placed in the tent, and a dozen people drank milk tea and chatted politely about the troubles along the way.

At this time, Lin Qingyuan looked like a polite and courteous young man, asking and answering Mrs. Wu Ya.

Balin also asked the beggar about tribal matters, and they were both polite.

Song Dekui drank the hot milk tea with relish.

He drank this stuff in the tribe in Bahrain, but the two looked the same, but the taste was much different.

How did he know that Bahrain could only use rough tea bricks, and the tea Mrs. Wu Ya drank was a tribute brought back by Zhao Tingduo from the Hecheng Defense Mansion.

The Wuda tribe left Xiashiguan, and Zhenbei Marquis Zhao Yanjiao also left Hecheng and returned to the capital, but many things were sent to the Garrison Mansion, saying they were for his son Zhao Tinglei.

Zhao Tinglei naturally knew that his father couldn't put Mrs. Wu Ya in his heart, he kept all the things he received, and the third brother would take whatever he wanted every time he came.

(End of this chapter)