Reborn Pastoral Guiyuan: A Famous Family Warmth Marriage

"Rong Yi, I'm a bit confused about Shang Rong's meaning." Ning Yueling looked confused and couldn't understand, "General Shangmen paid a sky-high price, is this going to help the Al tribe or not? With such a high price, Shangmen has earned back the money it made last time, but can the Al tribe pay so much money? As far as I know, the Al tribe does not have a developed economy like other countries."

"Help? Why don't you help? It's just that it depends on Lord Al's own epiphany ability, Yue Ling, don't underestimate Wang's protection of his wife." When Rong Yi and Ning Yueling spoke, their tone would be slightly lighter than others It seems that they are afraid of scaring the baby in their arms. When talking, one hand keeps stopping the baby's bad habit of eating fingers.

"What do you mean?" Ning Yueling was even more puzzled by the incoherent words.

"Isn't there a saying in China that says, Buddha said, don't say it." Rong Ba smiled and shook his slender index finger. This man who has been in the sect like an invisible person all year round has an extremely upright face. He is young and likes Chinese culture, I like to talk to Ning Yueling in Chinese the most, but I always pop out a sentence or two from time to time that makes people laugh and cry.

"Fart!" Ning Yueling rolled her eyes and calmly carried the child back to the house to nurse.

Rong Ba watched Ning Yueling close the door and touched the tip of her nose. While thinking about the profoundness of Chinese, she winked at Rong Yi, "Everyone says that Chinese women are graceful like a splash-ink landscape painting, quiet, shy, but Why, I can't find these words on Yue Ling's body?"

"Can you find these advantages of hers?" Rong Yi raised his eyebrows, but in his eyes, Ning Yueling was not only as Rong Ba said, but also had an independence and melancholy that are rare among Chinese women. She is more like the Jinsong standing on the cliff in the landscape painting.

Rong Ba chuckled, "You found it? Rong Yi, it's been such a long time, and it's not necessarily that you live in her house or take her to live in your house. From what I've seen, every time This time, you hugged her child like a dad and couldn't put it down."

Rong Ba's words successfully made Rong Yi's face quickly return to normal, his face turned cold and he rolled his eyes, and Rong Ba also walked away.

As for the Al tribe, as Xia Shang thought, until the next night, Lord Al did not leave the tribe with his wife and rushed to Shangmen.

Lord Al convened all the elders of the tribe to discuss how much money he could get to buy Shangmen's weapons, but some elders objected.

Mrs. Farah got ready to ask all the people in the tribe to hand over their family money from Lord Al, and she started to worry when she had to raise enough money to buy enough spare ammunition.

Strong firepower meant victory for the Horde, which was the last thing she wanted!She wished that the tribe would perish instead of seeing the tribe win every battle.

As a meritorious warrior, he is like a courtier without a special title in the tribe. When discussing matters, he will gather them there. At this time, the words of the warrior have a little weight.

As for Xia Shang, he kept silent to the end. With so many people, no one would notice to ask for his opinion.

Mrs. Farah found him after the meeting, "Did the elder persuade the lord?"

Xia Shang raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "There are only two elders who disagree, and the rest of the elders agree. Madam Farah, do you think the lord will change his mind? When I came out, the lord had already issued an order to force the people to hand over the money to the tribe overnight , and used all the money in the tribe to buy arms. The lady even said that if necessary, she is willing to take out her jewelry. At this time, in order to prevent the lord from thinking that Mrs. Farah doesn’t care about the tribe, Shouldn't we hurry back and follow the example of Da Furen?"