Most areas on the grassland are barren, and the tribesmen live a very simple life. They have to rely on border trade for many supplies, especially when their tribe migrates deep into the grassland. Those things that are not available on the grassland have to be exchanged by caravans. Therefore, whenever a caravan comes, the tribe is very lively. Everyone will take out the things they have accumulated and exchange them with the caravan for necessities and some daily necessities. If the caravan is large, the tribe will open up an open space for them as a temporary small market.
Chen Lao was a merchant from Jin State. His caravan had been traveling to Wutu Tribe for three years. Because they were fair in business and not as cruel as other caravans, the people in the tribe welcomed their arrival. But Wo Tu was unhappy. Every time their caravan came, he would run away for a few days and only come back after they left. It was because the pair of sisters in the caravan were too annoying.
Old Chen only has this pair of granddaughters, and he has always doted on them, thus raising them to be two difficult little girls. Both of them are interested in Wo Tu, but Wo Tu doesn't like him. He swore to them from the beginning that he doesn't like those weak women in the Central Plains, and told them to give up their thoughts and go wherever they want and stop bothering him.
The two young girls were unwilling to give up, and followed the caravan every year to find Wo Tu whenever they had the chance. This year they came earlier than in previous years, and Old Chen was annoyed by his two granddaughters, so he had to come early. When the two girls heard that Wo Tu had married a wife, a princess of the Yin Kingdom, they were a little angry and had to ask him about it.
Old Chen also put down his pride and invited Wo Tu over. When Old Chen first heard about the deeds of this famous "son of the wolf god" on the grassland, he was very cautious. However, after dealing with him a few times, he found that this man who was described as ferocious by other tribes was actually very easy to get along with and had no airs. When he was not angry, he was almost an ordinary young man of the Wutu tribe.
He also had some thoughts in his mind. He was optimistic about the young chief and thought he was a good man, so he hoped that he would like one of his two granddaughters. If he could marry her, that would be the best. Although he didn't want to think about it now, he was a chief after all, leading such a large tribe, and he couldn't have only one wife. If possible, he still hoped to marry one of his granddaughters to him.
The two young girls had the same idea as their grandfather, and when they saw Wo Tu this time, they were stunned at first, dazzled by the shaved chief, and then they looked like they were about to cry, looking at him with accusing and complaining eyes.
"Didn't the clan leader say that he didn't love women from the Central Plains? Why do I hear from the sisters in the clan that the clan leader loves the princess of the Yin Kingdom very much?" The elder sister was more aggressive and impatient. She asked in a delicate voice without waiting for grandpa to finish his polite words.
Wo Tu had been teased by many people because of this, but he was not a good-tempered saint, and anyone could use this to tease him. He frowned, stopped at the door, crossed his arms and said, "Why are you still so annoying, Mr. Chen, if the caravan has anything to do, please come to me. If not, I'll leave."
The younger sister quickly stopped him and said, "Don't be angry, Chief. We sisters have no ill intentions. You know what we are thinking. We are willing to stay with you. Since you can accept the princess, you should be able to accept us, unless the Chief looks down on the two women in the caravan and thinks we are not worthy of him."
My sister also said, "What's wrong with us? The good guys in other tribes all love us. If the chief despises us like this, we won't come next time!"
She said something in anger, but heard Wo Tu say, "Then don't come. Why are you complaining so much?"
He had never been lenient with anyone in his life, and he hated such sticky talk the most. After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at the people who were stunned in the tent, and walked out and directly ordered the people in the tribe, "Don't let their caravans come over in the future."
When Old Chen heard that he was so decisive, he was also shocked, and hurriedly chased after him to explain. After begging for a long time, Wo Tu looked at him and said, "Your caravan can come, but they can't come next time. Don't you know how annoying you are?" In the past, he would not bother to argue with such an ignorant little girl, but now it is different. His wife is in the big tent not far away. How can he be safe if she finds out about this
There are lustful men in the world who think that all women are the same as long as they are pretty, but he is not like that. He only wants Yin Ruxu, who caught his eye at first sight. He wants her no matter if she is a princess or not.
Old Chen was choked by what he said, and muttered in his heart, thinking that my two beautiful granddaughters are as young as flowers and look beautiful. It’s fine if you don’t like them, but why are you so impatient? Is this considered a man? He agreed repeatedly, but said that he would never let them come with him next time.
It would be unwise to offend the patriarch for such a small matter.
Wo Tu was too lazy to waste time with them, so he went to find Yin Ruxu after he finished dealing with the matter.
After he left, Yin Ruxu couldn't sleep, so she just got up. The maids who served her had wanted to come over a long time ago, but Wo Tu was there before, so they were not allowed to get in the way. They had to lurk around the king's tent, and when they found Wo Tu was gone, they took the opportunity to take their things and go in to serve the princess.
The well-trained maids all showed understanding when they saw the princess's weak back and legs, and then helped her change clothes and wash as usual. One of them knelt behind her to comb her hair, and another brought her food. There was also a maid outside the tent who came back with hot water and whispered to Yin Ruxu about what had just happened in the caravan tent.
There are few secrets in this place, and after a while, almost the entire tribe knew what happened in the tent over there.
Hearing the palace maid say that the two girls in the caravan offered themselves for sex, Yin Ruxu raised her hand to signal, indicating that there was no need to say more.
She was not angry about this, at least not like the palace maids who felt as if their things were robbed, because she was young and ridiculous. Putting herself in their shoes, she only sighed and felt sad, but without any malice.
"They are just two children. There is no need to be so harsh. Be more tolerant." After Yin Ruxu said this, the palace maids shut up and stopped talking about the two girls. Only one of them was still a little angry and said unwillingly, "Princess, they still want to threaten the clan leader, saying that they will not come next time. Tsk, it's just a small Jin caravan. Is it rare? Who are you trying to scare?"
Yin Ruxu put down the food in her hand and hummed softly, "That's a problem." She thought quietly. She had been in the Wutu tribe for a few days, and she hadn't taken a good look around the tribe. She was just being led around by Wotu. It was time to do something.
"Dingxiang, go and call Xu Zhongshi over." Xu Zhongshi was the former steward of the princess' palace, so naturally he came along along. He was in charge of everything around Yin Ruxu now - he was in charge of everything except the princess.
The palace maid named Dingxiang bowed, stood up to call someone, and just happened to meet Wo Tu who had returned at the door.
Wo Tu found that after he left for a while, his wife was surrounded by the group of palace maids again. He thought that Wu Rizhu Amu gave them too little to do.
Wujizhu Am is so wronged. They are all a group of young girls who speak sweetly and call her Am in a coquettish way. How can she let people do heavy work? There are so many young men with nothing to do, so how could it be the turn of these people around the princess
"Wo Tu, come here." Yin Ruxu waved at Wo Tu. She was very dignified whether sitting or lying down, as if her bones were imbued with nobility and elegance.
"Why, do you have something to say?" Wo Tu saw that she had something to discuss, so he sat up straight.
"Wait a moment, let's talk after the person arrives." Yin Ruxu was waiting for Envoy Xu, who soon arrived and knelt in the tent to salute the two of them.
Yin Ruxu introduced Envoy Xu in a calm tone, saying, "Starting from next month, Yin merchant caravans will come here one after another, with salt, tea, silk, ceramics... everything."
Wo Tu came to his senses and thought, has Xuxu heard about what happened at the caravan
"You know?" Wo Tu asked openly without hiding anything.
Yin Ruxu nodded, with a smile in his eyes, and his tone was still warm and gentle, "It's just a caravan. I can get as many as I want, and life in the tribe will get better and better."
After Her Royal Highness Princess said this, the Yin caravans were bound to come here. In fact, the Yin caravans traveled around the country, and some people wanted to come to the grassland, but the grassland was not peaceful before, and there were often conflicts between tribes. This pasture was mine today and his tomorrow. The safety of the traveling caravans was not guaranteed. If they encountered some unruly people, they would kill and rob the goods directly, so there were few caravans coming here before.
But things are different now. This piece of grassland has been completely incorporated into the Wutu tribe, and they have formed an alliance with the Yin Kingdom. Now a safe trade route is finally guaranteed. Even if Yin Ruxu does not give any orders, more and more caravans will come here in the future.
"To the west, there are places like Xilang. It used to be very desolate, but now it's as prosperous as the capital of Yin State with all the trade. One day, this place can become another Xilang." Yin Ruxu said this to Wo Tu when they were walking alone in the tribe to tour.
She was a weak woman, but when she said this, the tiny gleam in her eyes looked so sharp.
"Our ancestors have lived this way for generations. Since I was a child, we have been migrating with the seasons. I never thought that one day, things would be different." Wotu held her tightly, "But I also think it will get better and better."
"Look, that stretch of snow-capped mountains." Wo Tu pointed to the snow-capped peaks in the distance, "That stretch of continuous snow-capped peaks is our barrier and also our obstacle." The tall and long mountains blocked their way to the other side, and if they wanted a better life and more vast and rich land, they could only expand to the other side, that is, Yin and Jin, among which Yin bordered them more.
The civil unrest in the grassland has subsided, and the only thing they can do next is to develop towards the Central Plains. It was precisely because of this that the King of Yin took the opportunity to propose a marriage alliance. The reason why Wo Tu accepted it was because he did not want to fight against the Yin. Although he had this idea, he was not stupid. The grassland was just beginning to be settled, and he had to guard his current territory. It was too early to go to war with the Central Plains.
Yin Ruxu also knew these things, and she was even clearer and more sober than anyone else. Peace was temporary, and one day, war would be provoked. Not to mention the distant countries, even the State of Zhao had been eyeing the State of Yin, and Zhao Xu would not let go of the Wutu tribe either. She knew what this man would do.
Therefore, she would promote the connection between Yin State and Wutu tribe, as well as several other countries. As long as the connection was close enough, Zhao State would not be able to seize the six countries so easily. As long as they had a breathing space, they would surely grow stronger, and no one would lose their homeland again.
Her Wo Tu will not be limited to singing the sad and desolate grassland tune in a foreign land. He will always run freely on this grassland like he does now.
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