Danba felt a little complicated when he saw Xiong Hu's expression.
Although he was polite, he was actually overbearing.
Who is willing to release all the slaves in their hands? This is a symbol of status and wealth.
But the security team not only defeated Da Lun, but also defeated the Hu people.
Even his son Kuo Di, who could compete with the barbarians, was defeated again and again at the hands of the security team.
Danba was very reluctant to come out, but he didn't expect that a small officer in the security team would fall in love with one of his female slaves.
Now that he was at war, he had to think about it.
Fortunately, the other party was a Han Chinese who knew etiquette and gave him a step to go down to his parents' home.
From a theoretical point of view, he, the owner of the farm, is indeed the head of his natal family, but he is just incompetent.
Now that the two parties are married to each other, and the other party is a security guard, he has to think about how to get the maximum benefit.
Danba sighed inwardly, with a smile on his face: "I want to accept Aunt Wang as my adopted daughter."
He is the owner of the village, not a real lama, so he calls himself old man.
Danba is actually not very old, only about fifty, but because this is a plateau with strong sunshine, he looks and feels about sixty.
Xiong Hu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this.
Since the other party is willing to accept Aunt Wang as his adopted daughter, this is something that everyone is happy about.
Although He Sian was unwilling to ask Aunt Wang about her origins, the status of the two was very different.
Not only will Aunt Wang have low self-esteem, but she will definitely be looked down upon when she enters the house in the future.
"I don't dare to invite you, but I insist on my wish." Xiong Hu was not modest and agreed immediately.
Danba actually felt a little uneasy when he said this.
He hopes that the other party will agree, but is also afraid that the other party will not agree.
After all, he is just a medium-sized noble who can only support a hundred cavalrymen. He cannot support any more. He is far from the strength of the security group.
If you don’t take advantage of this opportunity to climb up the big tree of the security team now, then when will you wait?
Danba couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Xiong Hu agreed.
He waved behind him, and a woman in her early forties came out.
Her charm is still there, but her clothes are very distinctive.
She wears more ornate clothes, a red amber necklace around her neck, and a triangular headdress with beads. There is a huge ear stone on the top of her bun. It can be said that her head is full of jewels and dazzling.
This person is none other than Zhuoma, the hostess of the villa.
Zhuoma bowed to Xiong Hu and said, "I have seen Mr. Xiong's book."
"I've met Maura." Xiong Hu didn't dare to be rude and hurriedly bowed in return.
She bowed again, with a smile on her face: "Master Xiong, I would like to take a look at my adopted daughter."
Xiong Hu felt relieved at this moment. The fact that the other party's mistress came out proved that she was really sincere.
He then waved to He Sian, who got off his horse and came to the front of their brother and sister's horses, looking at Aunt Wang.
"Auntie, if the other person comes, come over." He Sian said softly.
Aunt Wang shrank down, secretly looked at Danba and Dolma, and shook her head: "I don't want to go."
"Auntie, why don't you go?" He Sian asked in shock.
Aunt Wang lowered her head and whispered: "They sent me and my younger brother to the temple."
Obviously, there is still a shadow in Aunt Wang's heart, and the fear has not been eliminated.
"It doesn't matter, aunt, they have canceled your status as slaves." He Sian naturally knew what Aunt Wang was thinking and hurriedly comforted her.
Aunt Wang still shook her head: "The slave family doesn't want to go there."
"You hate them for sending you to the temple?" He Sian felt a little uncomfortable and asked in his shoes.
Aunt Wang nodded, tears streaming down her face.
He Sian thought for a while and comforted her wounded heart: "Actually, the real villain is not them, but the lama."
"But if they didn't send the slave family to the temple, how could the slave family be skinned?" Aunt Wang wiped her tears and couldn't help but shed them again.
He Sian wiped away Aunt Wang's tears, and then held her slender hand: "Auntie, don't worry about this. The security team will punish the Skinner Lama. He will pay with blood."
Hearing this, Aunt Wang nodded, and finally a smile appeared on her face.
"Then you agreed to go?" He Sian felt happy when he saw Aunt Wang smiling.
Aunt Wang still shook her head: "I don't want to go."
"Don't worry, this time is different from before." Knowing Aunt Wang's knot, He Sian persuaded, "In the past, you begged them, but now they beg you. They let you go to compensate for what they did to you in the past."
Aunt Wang thought for a while, hesitated again and again, and finally said: "My lord, I am afraid."
"Auntie, I know you are scared. Now you are different from before. You were a slave before, but now you are a member of the security team. Not only will they not beat or scold you or harm you, but they also hope you can help them and say good things to them." He Sian felt that Aunt Wang had not realized that her status had changed, and she still thought that she was a slave.
Aunt Wang's eyes suddenly lit up and she asked doubtfully: "Sir, is this true?"
"Of course it's true. The security team defeated Da Lun and the Tubo heavy cavalry. They are almost ignorant in Tubo. The little saint is also the supervisor of Tubo. In the past, they looked down on you, but in the future they will look up to you." He Sian While analyzing, remind her.
Aunt Wang nodded as if she didn't understand, and asked in confusion: "What is a prison state?"
"In the supervision of the country, all the ministers and nobles of Tubo, big and small, are governed by the little saints, except Zanpu." He Sian tried his best to explain to her clearly.
While He Sian was talking, he thought to himself that Zamp actually had to be under the control of the little sage, because the little sage was his teacher, and he was still a milk baby who didn't understand anything.
Aunt Wang still seemed to understand and asked: "The Little Saint is so powerful, are you the Little Saint's people?"
"Of course, we are the little saint's people. So, aunt, you can rest assured now, you are no longer the humble slave in the past, you are now a member of the high-ranking security team." He Si'an answered proudly while puffing out his chest and holding his head high.
When Aunt Wang heard this, she couldn't help but smile sweetly.
But her expression quickly dimmed, and she said leisurely: "Guanren, you are so powerful, but the slave family is just a slave. I am not worthy of you. You are not a direct concubine of the slave family."
He Sian did not expect that after he promoted his status in the security team, Aunt Wang would feel a strong sense of inferiority.
"Auntie, don't worry about this. I will always like you. As I said, this is God's arrangement." He Sian held Aunt Wang's slender hand and spoke very gently.
Aunt Wang rolled her eyes, and while letting He Sian hold her, she shook her head: "My mother said that men are the most carefree. You like the one you see."
He Sian couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that a slave girl who was only fourteen years old would have such thoughts.
"Mom, I really like her and I will never lie." He Sian almost swore.
Aunt Wang thought for a while, and then said quietly: "Today you may not dislike the fact that the Nu family is a slave. But when you meet a noble lady, you will definitely dislike the fact that the Nu family is a slave."
After finishing speaking, Aunt Wang looked in the direction of Zhuoma and said: "The slave family originally did not want to be an adopted daughter for the nobles, but now that they have figured it out, the slave family has decided to become an adopted daughter for the nobles for the sake of future appearance."
Hearing this, He Sian couldn't laugh or cry.
I wholeheartedly tried to persuade Aunt Wang to be Danba's adopted daughter, but she was unwilling.
Now that she mentioned her status as a security guard, she was so low on self-esteem that she actually thought of becoming a foster daughter to a noble.
Could it be that the plants planted with flowers are not successful, but willows and willows are planted unintentionally.
Thinking of this, He Sian couldn't help but shake his head and sighed secretly.
But no matter what, Aunt Wang still agreed to become the adopted daughter. This was a good thing and she finally achieved her goal.
Thinking of this, he carefully helped her come to Dolma.
Aunt Wang was even more anxious and came to Zhuoma and bowed deeply to her.
Although the security team was now supporting her, the wound on her back reminded her that these nobles could decide her fate of life or death.
"What a Laze (fairy) who is as good as a fairy." Zhuomazai looked at Aunt Wang carefully, nodded, and smiled.
Seeing the other party's smile, Aunt Wang felt a little relieved. After hesitating for a while, she lowered her head and said, "Mo La, the slave family is so vulgar, how can it be as beautiful as they say."
"Sim (daughter)." Zhuoma suddenly took Aunt Wang's slender hand, took off the gold bracelet and conch bracelet from her arm, and put it on Aunt Wang.
Aunt Wang was stunned. She didn't expect Dolma to give her the precious jewelry she carried with her.
She hurriedly retracted her hands and kept saying: "Maura, this is not from the slave family, the slave family cannot have it."
"Why are you still calling me?" Zhuoma glared and asked softly.
Aunt Wang didn't dare to look up at her, so she could only look down at the ground: "Maura, Maura."
She remembered her mother's words that if she looked up at the noble, her eyes would be gouged out.
Zhuoma sighed inwardly, one hand took Aunt Wang's little hand, and the other hand gently stroked her little face.
After all, there used to be two positions, one in heaven and one in the earth.
One is high in the clouds, and the other is like an ant, letting them live and die.
Not to mention that Aunt Wang couldn't accept it, she couldn't accept it even more.
But Ram, the strongman (housekeeper), told her that the security team not only defeated Da Lun, but also defeated the Hu people.
Whoever is standing behind the security team is the little saint.
Who are the little saints? They are the supervisors of the country, who specialize in managing nobles, big and small, like them.
If the little saint does not have a security team, nobles like them can ignore the little saint.
But the little saint still has a security team that can defeat the barbarians and Da Lun. How can this not scare the nobles like them?
Now that an officer of the security group has taken a liking to his slave, it is definitely a great thing.
Ram is right, this is a rare opportunity and a great opportunity for Huangzhong Villa to flourish in Tubo.
All the contacts of the security team were with this young lady called Aunt Wang, so she had to put down her dignity and try her best to deal with the relationship between the two.
Thinking of this, Zhuoma Yong suddenly lowered his body, as if a mother was caressing and looking at her children.
"Sim (daughter), Sim, Sim." Zhuoma called out softly while stroking Aunt Wang's little face.
Aunt Wang couldn't believe her ears: "Mo Lala, what did you call me?"
She simply couldn't believe that the mistress who used to be so high and could not look up to her was actually calling her Sim.
"Sim, Sim." Zhuoma suddenly hugged Aunt Wang and kept shouting.
Aunt Wang suddenly felt her love. She was a little confused and said in her mouth: "Maura, Maura."
He Sian was right next to him, with a trustworthy and environmentally friendly look on his face. One called him Sim (daughter), and the other just called him Mo Lala (grandmother).
While Zhuoma held Aunt Wang in her arms, she secretly looked at He Sian.
Seeing the strange expression on He Sian's face, she suddenly understood that there was a problem with the two people's names.
She hurriedly said to Aunt Wang: "Sim, Sim, you should call me Aji (mother)."
"Aji, don't I already have a mother?" Aunt Wang asked blankly while holding her mouth.
Seeing Aunt Wang's confused look, Zhuoma knew that she couldn't accept it for a while.
"Sim, Sim, you have two mothers, one is a Han mother and the other is a Tibetan mother." Dolma rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea.
Aunt Wang was still confused and said: "I have two mothers? One is a Han mother and the other is a Tibetan mother."
"Yes, yes, yes, I am your Tibetan mother. I love you just as much as my Han mother." Dolma nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Just after Zhuoma finished speaking, she put the gold bracelet on her arm and the conch bracelet on Aunt Wang, and kissed her forehead.
At this time, Aunt Wang and her family were also released by Ram. What surprised them was that not only were their shackles lifted, but their extremely dirty clothes were also replaced with relatively good ones.
Mrs. Wang Liu came out of her dwelling, holding a two-year-old baby in her arms: "Official, why did they let our family out?"
"Qiang Zuo (official) said that the aunt met a noble person, but I don't know who the noble person is?" Wang Ergui held a four-year-old son and a seven-year-old daughter in his left and right hands respectively, and thought for a while before answering.
Mrs. Wang Liu reluctantly looked at the small house, frowned and asked: "Official, where will we live in the future? Where will we survive?"
Although I have gained my freedom now, I have also lost my place of residence and will not have a stable life in the future.
"Since you meet a noble person, of course the noble person will make arrangements." Wang Ergui thought for a while and answered with a wit.
Mrs. Wang Liu looked at the dozens of her relatives following behind her, and saw that they were just as confused and completely at a loss as she was.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang Liu smiled bitterly: "Officer, this is not our family, but also our relatives. There are dozens of people in total. Can you take care of them?"
"Since they tried to get the nobles to release us, there must be a way. Madam, don't worry about it." Wang Ergui comforted his wife and himself.
Although he and his wife are only about thirty, due to long-term overwork, they look like people in their forties.
Mrs. Wang Liu nodded and suddenly saw Zhuoma kissing Aunt Wang and calling Aunt Wang: "Sim, Sim."
"Let her go, I am the aunt's mother." She felt heartbroken and rushed over desperately.
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