The beauty who wears fast has many babies

"damn it!"

"How did you show this young master a horse?!"

Before Wu Li got close, he heard Wu Ladan's angry curse.

Everyone around him echoed him.

"That's right, Weng An. If it weren't for the old patriarch, you wouldn't even be able to feed the horses."

"Do you still think you are a young master?"

"Can't even feed a horse, cripple!"

Wu Li frowned at the vicious and insulting words. These people were too malicious.

"Enough. No matter what, the Weng An family also sacrificed themselves for the barbarians." Mu Tili stepped forward to stop the crowd from insulting them.

He continued, "He is only a fifteen-year-old boy, not to mention that he was only five years old at the time."

"Why do you have to be so malicious towards a child?"

Naturally, they were not convinced by Mu Tili's statement and wanted to argue with him.

However, when he saw Wuli coming forward, he knew that she could not understand the barbarian language.

But I couldn't help but stop arguing.

Uladan also didn't want to show his violent side in front of Wuli.

It also made people stop.

"What's going on here?"

Wuli looked at Mu Tili and asked in the Da Qi language.

"Nothing. The horse boy didn't take good care of the horse, causing Wu Ladan to almost fall off the horse. Just teach him a lesson."

Mu Tili would not take the initiative to bring up the old stories of the barbarians, not to mention the shameful thing that Weng An's mother had an affair with the male protagonist of Da Qi and gave birth to him.

Of course Mu Tili wouldn't say it.

When Wu Li heard him say this, he subconsciously felt that he was not taking human life seriously enough.

However, consider the current social context.

I understand.

People are divided into different classes.

The life of a servant is not important.

Wu Li didn't say anything more, but just asked the young man on the ground: "Can you still get up?"

"Thank you very much, ma'am."

"No problem."

Weng An raised his buzzing head and felt dizzy and tinnitus.

"Can you speak Da Qi dialect?" Wu Li didn't expect that this child, who looked young, could actually speak Da Qi dialect.

She had just asked subconsciously, not paying attention to whether he could understand her.

However, in fact, most people can understand it, but they just can't speak it.

To put it in modern terms, it is the difference between Mandarin and ethnic languages.

It's not surprising that you can understand it.

"Yes."

Weng An replied without further explanation.

There was just a hint of sadness in his eyes, probably because he was recalling something.

"Ah!"

"How could a bastard not understand?!"

Wu Ladan muttered a few words of disdain in a barbarian language.

Wu Li naturally heard and understood these two sentences, and his impression of Wu Ladan became even worse.

But she just pretended not to understand.

If these people knew that she could speak the language here just after arriving in the barbarians, they probably wouldn't think she was smart.

She could only suspect that the Emperor of Da Qi had deliberately set up a trap to send her here.

If you don't prepare in advance, how can you learn the language of a nation so quickly?

Even though Chunchan studied all the way, she could only learn the commonly used words and phrases, and she couldn't understand if someone spoke too much or too fast.

Wu Li looked at the young man in front of him.

I feel a sense of familiarity for some reason.

Although she is not from this world, this body is.

Perhaps they all have the blood of Da Qi.

After hearing Mu Tili say that he was only fifteen years old, Wu Li had previously thought, based on his figure and appearance, that he might be sixteen or seventeen.

Yes, it is impossible for someone with barbarian blood to be short. It seems that he has not fully developed yet.

When I think of Zhan Bru, who is over 1.9 meters tall and has arms that are almost as thick as his waist, the difference in their body shapes is too obvious.

"Master Wu, do you want to get rid of it?"

Wu Li's thoughts were brought back to reality by a word from someone next to Wu Ladan.

The man gestured at his neck with his hand.

When Uladan heard this, he frowned, but his expression looked like he was thinking seriously.

"This……"

Wu Ladan was a little hesitant, even though there was no one to protect the Weng family now and in the future.

But after all, it is still the big family of the past, what if Zhan Bulu remembers it one day.

"What are you afraid of? It's been ten years."

"What use is he to the Weng family if he's the only one left?"

"Yeah, besides."

"From now on, the Wu family will be in charge." Of course, this sentence was said to Wu Ladan in person.

Wu Ladan listened and thought it made a lot of sense.

From now on, the Wu family will rule the world. He just killed a servant.

Why bother considering the background.

What's more, he is a useless person.

Wu Li looked at his expression and it looked like he really wanted to kill someone.

Something moved in my heart.

Turning around, everyone, including Mu Tili, ignored Weng An.

As calm as if they were discussing whether to kill a chicken or a sheep tonight.

Wu Li just felt a chill.

"Ah."

Weng An let out a low moan and felt very sad.

In their eyes, my life is just like an ant.

Why? !

Father, mother, Weng An feels sorry for everyone in the Weng family.

I can't avenge you.

Wu Li saw Weng An kneeling on the ground, silently lowering his head and shedding two lines of tears, looking like he had accepted his fate.

The smiles of Wu Ladan and the others seemed more and more glaring.

"Mu Tili, besides Chunchan, I don't have any servants who can speak Daqi."

Wu Li Dang didn't understand that Wu Ladan and the others were discussing how to kill Weng An.

Then he continued to say to Mu Tili: "I think this boy is good, how about letting him be my servant?"

After Wu Li finished speaking, he stepped forward to help Weng An up.

"As long as my sister-in-law is happy." Mu Tili was a little surprised by her request, but it made sense when he thought about it.

When you are unfamiliar with the place, you will inevitably meet people who can speak Da Qi dialect, and you will naturally feel at home.

Mu Tili signaled the people around him to come forward and help Weng An up.

"Sister-in-law, please don't dirty your hands. Just let the servants do it."

Mu Tili didn't have any feelings for Weng An, nor was he very familiar with him.

I just thought that he was covered in blood and mud, so I didn't want to dirty my sister-in-law's clothes.

"Ah."

Wu Li nodded and didn't say much.

She knew that someone like Mu Tili, who was born into a life of luxury, would naturally not take the initiative to get close to servants.

He is a good person, but the class division makes them think it is normal for people to be divided into different classes.

"Thank you ma'am."

Weng An cried with joy and expressed his gratitude with difficulty, supported by two guards.

He knew he didn't have to die, although he didn't know why.

But it seems that this lady has a high status, and...

She is from Da Qi.

As gentle as a father.

I feel like the wounds on my body aren't as painful anymore.

"Hey, it seems you haven't asked for my opinion yet?"

After hearing what the two men said, Uladan decided where the slave Weng An would go.

Feeling offended.

This shows that they don't take him seriously at all.

Wu Li pretended not to understand what he was saying, nodded to Mu Tili and the others, and said, "Then I will take my leave."

After saying this, he didn't care about other people's reactions and asked someone to take Weng An away.