The useless daughter-in-law is going to turn the world upside down

Chapter 1363 Marry Young Master He
Shangguan Ruoli sympathizes with He Dashao, but as long as He Dashao and Dalima have mutual affection, at least it is much better than a purely political marriage.

An San rescued the apprentice, and said to Dalima: "Okay, we will follow you to your tribe."

So, the crowd followed Agudam back to the Raihatud tribe, and after trekking in the snow for a day and a night, they found the Raihatude tribe living behind a short mountain.

Because it is leeward here, the disaster situation is much better than expected.

Great Khantus of the Hatud tribe welcomed Dongming Ziyu and his party with a ceremony of welcoming distinguished guests, and warmly entertained them with good wine and meat.

There is a fire in the middle of the large yurt, with roasted sheep on it. The fat drips on the firewood, making a sizzling sound, and the yurt is full of the smell of barbecue.

There is a circle of tables around the yurt, on which are kumiss, cheese, dried meat and other delicacies.

In winter, they have no vegetables, only meat and dairy products, and some dry naan.

"Come on! Finish this bowl of wine! Welcome Dalima's benefactor, the nobleman of our Rahatud tribe!" Tusi picked up the big bowl and drank it down.

Agudam also stood up, and raised the wine bowl to He Dashao and the others, "Thank you benefactor, you saved my sister!"

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it.

Tus gave the eldest son an approving look. He braved the snowstorm to find Dalima. He was a kind and responsible man.

The eyes of the other elder brothers flickered a little, each with their own thoughts, they all stood up to toast He Dashao and Dongming Ziyu.

The children of the prairie don't have a male-female defense, and Shangguan Ruoli is also sitting next to Dongming Ziyu, with the little bun Lingyu sitting in the middle.

Ling Yu was eating delicious barbecue, although she could act ugly, she was still as cute as a cute little squirrel.

Seeing the kumiss in the bowl, she thought it was milk.

In a childish voice, she said to Shangguan Ruoli: "Yu'er wants to drink milk!"

It's been a long time since I drank warm milk. I used to drink a cup every morning and evening in the palace.

Shangguan Ruoli smiled and said, "This is kumiss, not milk."

Young Master He immediately asked Dalima, "Is there any hot milk?"

Dalima said with a smile: "The most indispensable thing on the grassland is cattle and sheep, and milk is naturally indispensable."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and ordered the maid to bring a cup of hot milk.

Young Master He smiled and nodded, "Thank you!"

Seeing his smile, Dalima's beautiful eyes suddenly shone brightly.

When Tu Si saw it, he frowned, and then continued to drink with everyone calmly.

He doesn't have many daughters, and now only Dalima is suitable for discussing marriage, so he must play its due role.

The He family is indeed very rich. It may not be called a rich country, but it is much richer than their tribe.

But the He family is the power of the Great Ming, and it involves a lot of troubles when united. No matter how rich they are, they can't cooperate as smoothly as other tribes in Xirong.

A cup of hot milk was served, and the milk was filled in a cloisonné enamel cup with colored glaze, which was very rich and luxurious.

Shangguan Ruoli picked up the cup, smelled it, and took a sip to make sure the milk was fine.

"Drink milk! Drink milk!" Ling Yu eagerly looked at the glass of milk like a baby who saw a milk bottle.

"It's hot." Dongming Ziyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, took the cup and shook it gently to cool down.

Ling Yuduan sat there, swallowing her saliva and waiting.

Her cute appearance made everyone laugh knowingly.

Dalima looked enviously, and peeked at He Dashao. This man is also very handsome. If she had a daughter with him, wouldn't she be so cute and cute?

Out of the corner of his eye, Young Master He saw Dalima looking at him, and he also looked back. When he met her bold and fiery gaze, he blushed.

This "eyebrow teaser" fell into the eyes of Tu Si, which made the old father's eyes a little bit.

The rough and unrestrained music sounded, and a group of unrestrained grassland young people sang and danced around the bonfire.

Ling Yu had never seen this kind of dance before, she watched it with relish, and her big black eyes were full of curiosity.

Just as the banquet was at its climax, a young man came in, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

He ran up to Tus and whispered something.

Tusi laughed loudly, "Today is really a good day, and we have some distinguished guests. Welcome Qimuge, the third elder brother of the Erut tribe!"

When Dalima heard this, her little face turned pale.

She stood up abruptly and said loudly, "Father! I want to marry my savior, He Yuxi!"

He Dashao was stunned by this sudden confession, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

accept?It seems that the relationship between the two has not reached that level.

reject?I don't want to.

When Shangguan Ruoli heard He Dashao's name, he looked at the half bucket of water and translated Dongming Ziyu.

Dongming Ziyu said in a low voice: "Dalima wants to marry Young Master He, and the person who comes here should be the husband Tusi chose for Dalima."

Tu Si said with a cold face: "Nonsense! Shut up!"

Dalima stared decisively, "Father Khan, I would never marry Qimuge if I didn't like it before, but now that I have someone I like, I won't marry him! Unless you let me die!"

Grassland women will bravely pursue their sweethearts, and they also have their own fierceness.

In the yurt, which was lively just now, there is silence now, only the crackling sound of the fire of roasting sheep.

Tu Si's face was dark, and he said in a deep voice: "Sit down first, and we will talk about this later!"

Dalima wiped away her stubborn tears, and said, "Now he came here just to ask for food and money. Father Khan married me to him, which is equivalent to finding a blood-sucking bug for the Rahatud tribe!"

Agudamu persuaded: "Dalima, discuss this matter slowly, don't be rude in front of distinguished guests!"

Dalima sniffed and said, "If I don't say anything now, Father Khan will sell me! Before we can save food from the court, we have to feed them first, and we have to pay for my marriage. Why does Father Khan To do such a worthless thing?"

"Shut up!" Tus felt angry that his daughter had humiliated him under the watchful eyes of everyone.

What does this daughter know?
Breaking away from the jurisdiction of the Xirong court without paying the annual tribute is only the first step.Next, he wants to dominate the grassland and become the king of the grassland.

This requires a lot of manpower, and the way to get manpower quickly is to form alliances with other tribes.

At this time, the door of the yurt opened, and a burly young man in his 20s entered.

Dalima had already said what she meant, walked up to Young Master He and sat down.

Young Master He froze, he didn't escape, and he didn't ask Dalima to leave.

Qimuge bowed to Tusi: "Qimuge refers to Tusi Khan!"

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his facial features are very regular, and his appearance is above average.He is tall and burly, but he doesn't look tough, but he looks a bit honest and honest at first glance.

However, the light in his eyes revealed that he was not the simple and honest man on the surface.

(End of this chapter)