From Chief to Ball

The wife who was in charge of the goods next to her was stunned for a moment when she heard this. The public property can fully afford the 40 catties of grain. People in Xiacheng want to borrow it, so there will naturally be pledges. The 40 catties will be 52 by next year. Jin, and so many horses.This is much better than collecting from the clansmen, and even if the public property is not enough, some wealthy clansmen can still take it out, but it will take a lot more in half a year.

She was worried that E Yue had remembered it wrong, and just about to remind her, Shu Jiu gently pulled her hand, motioning her to stop talking, so the woman had no choice but to keep silent.

E Yue went on to say: "You have been in E City for so long, and you know that public property and private property are separated. Even if I am the leader, I can't snatch everyone's private property into the public treasury. Your brother is right, so many Young and strong, it’s a pity to kill, and it’s a pity to starve to death. How about this, I will lend Xiacheng 2000 catties from the public property, and the slaves you can’t support can be sold to us. Some families still want more slaves, believe me We can still feed [-] people."

"However... these slaves don't know how to plant, don't know how to build houses, and their skin color is different from ours. Women can't keep them and have children. They are like sheep with broken legs. You can't exchange too much corn. A strong An obedient slave who knows how to farm the land can exchange [-] catties of grain or a sheep, and a woman can only exchange [-] catties. But a strong slave who can’t understand our language and can’t farm the land, I think Let’s just exchange four hundred catties of grain.”

Yuqian'er argued with E Yue a few more times, and seemed a little dissatisfied, but finally agreed to the slaves' exchange of grain. The [-] jin of grain did not need to be mortgaged, and it could be transported back to Xiacheng after the snow fell.

After she left, several people in the hall said one after another: "E Yue, why don't you borrow it? Ji Xia will never borrow it and never return it? We can ask them to learn chariots, and with so many horses ..."

E Yue sighed and said, "Of course Ji Xia won't borrow it and not return it. They were still in the mountains a year ago, and a year later they have already built Xia City. They can afford [-] catties of grain. The chariot... you Do you think they will teach us if you use food to hold them back? Yu Qian'er said very clearly, what does it mean to kill them? It means that if there is really not enough food, you can kill these slaves!"

"With less than 700 people, he beat up the grassland tribes so badly. Three to 400 people escaped and captured more than 1000 prisoners of war. Couldn't he go to other places to capture slaves?"

Then he glanced at the people in the hall and said: "You guys, don't just look at the grain. How much grain can one mu of land in Xiacheng produce? How much land can a slave cultivate? From not being able to farm to being able to farm, If you have a whip, you can learn it in half a year at most. There are more than 200 slaves, and each person cultivates 60 acres of land, and after one year, there will be 200 catties of grain! Three years? Five years? There are more than [-] slaves in Xiacheng , how many people can support soldiers who don’t need to work and specially trained?”

Only then did the people in the hall understand, E Yue frowned and said, "Actually, the best way is not to borrow or exchange them, so that their slaves won't survive the winter, and there will be many fewer slaves next year. It will take time to catch them now. You can’t grow without war.”

"But... it's impossible to borrow or exchange. Xiacheng and Echeng are too close, and they are upstream. Among you, you have fought with me. I only ask you, if you want to fight on flat ground, you can fight well. Those people from Xia City?"

"If you can't beat it, you can't turn evil. If you don't want to borrow, you have to borrow, and if you don't want to trade, you have to trade. Besides, what else can you do?"

Chapter 59 Snow Day Discussion

E Yue doesn't really want to make this deal, no matter whether they don't borrow or exchange, not many of the slaves in Xiacheng can live until next year, and in the long run, it can slow down the development of Xiacheng.

But with this victory, Chen Jian went directly to borrow food, and E Yue could only hold his nose to admit it. For the time being, he didn't want to have an enemy with Xia Cheng, especially after hearing all about the Battle of Yangguan.

Early the next morning, Shujiu took his clansman and some jade gifts to Xiacheng, and at the same time sent envoys to Yangguan to celebrate Chen Jian.

Chen Jian stayed in Yangguan for a few days in the name of cleaning up the battlefield, paying homage to his fellow clansmen who died in the battle of Yangguan, and looking forward to the arrival of the first snow.

On November [-]th, the new wind that had been blowing for several days finally brought the first winter snow of this year. After the snow, there was no wind, and it was ankle-deep. People in Yangguan put thatch inside their shoes.

Soon many footprints leading to Yangguan appeared on the snow-white land. Several tribes who were instigated by Chen Jian to trade in slaves sent some people to congratulate Chen Jian. Jingguan was inexplicably horrified at the piled up heads outside the city.

Chen Jian comforted them a few words, and gave them some injured horses as food, and invited them to go to Xiacheng together.

These people had already heard about the grandeur of Xia City when they were trading slaves, and they had long wanted to visit it. Since Chen Jian invited them, they also went there with pleasure.

After the snowfall, Chen Jian also waited for E Yue's messenger, and it was estimated that he would arrive in Xia City the day after tomorrow.

In fact, hundreds of people and more than a thousand slaves spent a lot of food in Yangguan, but Chen Jian had to wait until the snow fell before he could go back, and he had to wait until the people celebrating in Echeng arrived before he could leave.

Because the position of the leader of the council agreed at the beginning was only until the first snowfall, after this year's development, the voice of opposition has been much smaller, but he still wants to create a magical atmosphere, and it has been delayed until after the snowfall .

On the last day of November, only 80 garrisons and some wounded were left at Yangguan. A team of hundreds of people escorted more than a thousand prisoners of war, followed by dozens of small tribes who came to celebrate.

There were no footprints on the way back. Dozens of riders opened the way ahead. Chen Jian was riding in a chariot. Several prisoners died along the way. In case of plague.

When approaching Xiacheng, the footprints on the snow gradually increased. Many tribes took advantage of the snow to use small sledges to transport a large amount of dry firewood outside the city. When they saw the team from a distance, they cheered and put down the trees Ax ran to the side of the road, looking curiously at the captured people who didn't look like them.

Chen Jian stopped the team and regrouped the exhausted soldiers. The drummer and flute player who had been idle all the way also began to play and beat, and specially selected some horses with the same coat color for the riders in front to ride.

When the team walking in the queue approached the city gate, it destroyed the atmosphere that Chen Jian could create to return from victory. Many people cheered loudly as they watched the city they had not seen for a month, and talked loudly with the people who greeted them outside the city, asking for help. It's not a military judge to restrain, I'm afraid the team has already dispersed.

The original solemnity was gone, but this did not affect the excitement and support of the people in the city. The council that got the news prepared hot soup and meals in the open space outside the city as usual.

The leaders of these councils felt a little dazed. The snow had just finished, and it was the time when the original agreement expired. It seemed that it was destined in the dark, but in fact it was the result of Chen Jian's deliberate delay in Yangguan. In winter, it must snow .

The leaders looked at Chen Jian who was standing on the carriage. Some older people who usually called Chen Jian directly by his name also changed their address and called him Ji Xia.

Among the crowd of onlookers, Shujiu was among them, standing with several leaders, nodding at Chen Jian from a distance, and then looking for his son with his eyes.

The crescent strider followed behind the chariot, riding a white horse with his not-so-good riding skills. He fell a few times and scraped his palms, but he didn't say a word.At this moment, he was riding on the horse, trying his best to keep his body upright, counting nine and looking at his son with satisfaction and satisfaction, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

Chen Jian beat the drums to stop the team. First, he took the people from the council to the sacrificial hall to worship the ancestors, announced the great victory to the ancestors, and then brought back the wolf-tailed banner and the white horse that Shishan had snatched back from the grassland. The golden skull was placed in the sacrificial hall and became a trophy.

Then the big drum in the city was beating, and the first Xiacheng tribal meeting since the beginning of winter was held outside the city. Except for those who stayed behind to guard the slaves, most of the rest came outside the city.

First, I recited a passage of sacrificial words, telling the process of defeating the enemy this time, and painted these words on the bark with pictures and characters and burned them with fire. original historical record.

As the recorder of this tribal meeting, Red Fish, who wrote the most words in the tribe, recorded the whole process of the tribal meeting with a brush, more than 180 words and some pictures commonly used in Xiacheng, and handed it over to the potter after writing firing.

In addition to the course of the war, a lot of miscellaneous items are recorded, at least in the future these will be history.

"Moon, sun, Yangguan...beheaded...captured...returned..."

"For Ji Xiahe in Echeng, a pair of jade biscuits, three jade oxen, a pair of jade wrench fingers, a lot of wooden lacquer bowls, silk and silk, and wine. Various tribes in the mountains and forests offered a few sheep to make an alliance and not rebel, and asked to grow wheat According to the law, move to Yangguan as a wilderness, learn the language of Xiacheng, and abide by the rules of Xiacheng, Ji Xia agreed."

Seeing Red Fish racking his brains to record the last word, Chen Jianxin said that luckily he got out the brush in advance. If the writing matures in the future, it’s best to get out the paper first, otherwise, if you carve wooden slips with a knife, you’ll have to say nothing , If you don't explain a sentence, you can think of tens of thousands of different meanings.The imprint of the times can be seen in the article. The more troublesome it is to write, the writer generally does not know how to count the words because it is too tiring to write. The inscriptions on the tripod are enough to tell the rise and fall of an empire.

The number nine who presented the gift was on the left side of the banquet. The two mountain tribes became members of Xiacheng after they made an oath, so they could only be mixed with the wild tribes. is the real ruling class.

When several leaders were holding up corn wine in pottery cups to celebrate Chen Jian, Chen Jian got up and said, "I was elected by you as the leader of the council half a year ago. It was agreed at the beginning that the leader of the council will come to the next level." Until the snow. It has snowed a few days ago, today is a good day, the ancestors sheltered the enemies we defeated, and we should also elect a new leader of the council."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers who had been promised by Chen Jian half of the grain the slaves would cultivate for three years shouted, "It's Ji Xia!"

"That's right, this time we led 600 people to defeat more than 2000 people from the grassland tribes, and brought back so many slaves. We don't believe anyone except him!"

"Ji Xia! Ji Xia!"

The soldiers shouted loudly, and none of the leaders sang against it at this time. They had seen the development of Xiacheng for all to see. In addition to this great victory, and it was snowing just in time, no one could say anything, and they all followed the soldiers they shouted.

There was almost no objection. This time they all passed the ceremony and went through the ceremony again. Chen Jian got up and said, "In this case, I have a few more suggestions. From now on, we will plant wheat beans and corn. Tell me some days, if we plant wheat, beans, and corn in rotation, we can harvest three times in two years. How to plant the land, it must be allocated by the leader. One year is not enough. I suggest that in the future, the leader should be elected every two years. how?"

It was the first time for the people below to know this news, including Shujiu, who had never thought about this issue. Chen Jian explained it to everyone on the spot, and everyone suddenly realized it, and praised Xiacheng's secretary.

Counting to nine is also extremely exciting, the reason is very simple, it makes sense as soon as you think about it, but Chen Jian's explanation is perfect, including how to plant and how to rotate, these are things she has never thought about before.

Chen Jian's proposal was also quickly passed. The leader of Xiacheng will be elected once every two years. The leader of Xiacheng will be the military leader.

This is the most acceptable excuse that Chen Jian can come up with. The era of heavy industry requires a five-to-ten-year cycle of unified planning and deployment, and the two-year plan in the era of rotational agriculture is also the most reasonable cycle.

Raising the scepter symbolizing power again, Chen Jian made a second proposal.

"Xiacheng is no longer a scattered tribe. Now there are six divisions and various officials. The affairs of Xiacheng can no longer be managed by the leader alone. There are too many things to discuss in the council, such as raising horses. , Planting these, there must always be a dedicated person in charge."

The leaders were startled. They were afraid that Chen Jian would say something that the tribal leader was no longer a member of the council. If so, they would definitely oppose it. Chen Jian was still talking, but the leaders had already looked at each other and said that it would be fine. Even if it annoyed Ji Xia, she would object.

But Chen Jian changed the subject: "However, Xia City was built together by our tribes. The leaders of the tribes must be members of the council. This will not change, lest some tribesmen become officials and favor their own tribes. ,Am I right?"

"Yes! If you want me to say that Si Huo Ji can enter the council."

"That's right, Officer Mai can also..."

"Xiacheng is no longer a tribe that used to live in caves. Some things are really not as clear to the leaders as those officials."