From Chief to Ball

"By the way, Jixia, why didn't the fire burn this way just now? Thanks to you, otherwise we would run around, with such a big fire and such thick smoke, I'm afraid we really wouldn't be able to escape."

Chen Jian tilted his head, looked at the girl rather pitifully, and said after a while: "Your father is the leader of Yuecheng? You don't have brothers?"

"No...Father..."

She was thinking about a thing she had heard. Her father was injured once when she was young. Since then, she has no younger siblings. The two older brothers died before they grew up.

But in front of outsiders, it's not easy to say these things, so I had to say: "I don't have any brothers and sisters. Why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing, let's go when the fire is out."

The girl froze for a moment, not understanding why Chen Jian suddenly asked these irrelevant things, got up and saluted Chen Jian three times to thank him, Chen Jian also saluted, but did not explain much.

"You go first, I can't go yet, I want to collect medicine for my father."

The few people accompanying Chen Jianjian were about to say something, but they were kicked by Chen Jian and choked back. Chen Jian jumped on the horse and said, "In that case, let's go first. May the ancestors protect you and your father."

After walking a long distance, an accompanying person walked up to Chen Jianjian and said, "Ji Xia, this fire is so strange, and there is no thunder, how can it catch fire? And the fire is burning from all directions, isn't it..."

Chen Jian waved his hand and said: "Stop talking, this is their city's business, we don't get involved. This is not Xiacheng, so there is no way to judge these things with Xiacheng's right or wrong. Eat the dead's brains in Xiacheng It is disrespectful, but in the grassland tribes, it is the greatest grief for the dead, and things in the world are not judged right or wrong according to the rules of Xiacheng."

"I don't care who is the leader. What I want to meet is the leader of Moon City, not someone. Whoever is the leader of Moon City, we will bring gifts to meet whoever is, and whoever is Xia City's friend."

The person accompanying him sighed, and said in a low voice, "But Jixia, if we hadn't appeared today, that girl might have died. How pitiful, we..."

Chen Jian clicked his tongue and said, "Okay, have you learned to be pitiful after eating enough? Let me ask you, then you said we killed so many people from the grasslands, so many Xirong people, do they have wives and children? They Are your wives and children pitiful? Do you want to stop killing them in wars? It’s best to stay at home, isn’t it?”

The man shook his head hastily, Chen Jian was very strict in the army formation, but he still laughed and laughed with everyone on weekdays, he had never spoken so loudly before, he felt a little scared in his heart, and hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm not squatting at home. "

After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "But the Xirong people are still different from the grassland tribes, right? I...I don't feel sorry for the Xirong people, but I saw her now, so I just..."

Chen Jian frowned and said, "Okay, I see. Her father is sick and will die sooner or later, but he is loved by the clan as she said, and her father is a person who leaves some things in the city to others It’s still the same regardless of who is the leader. Just like some boys in our Xiacheng, who like a girl, suddenly feel that the swallows on the roof of the girl’s house are better than those of other people’s houses, and they even like the swallows on the roof. Now she The father is the girl, and she is the swallow on the roof of the girl's house. If she doesn't die this time, she will die next time. We can't see it with our eyes, so you just pretend that she is not dead."

Maybe Chen Jian was afraid that his words would make it difficult for those who still have simple ideas to accept, so he sighed: "This is not in Xiacheng, nor is it fighting with the tribes of the grassland of the Xirong people. Is the person who killed her also our relatives?" ? If it was done by the Xirong people or the grassland tribes, do you think I will take care of it? Just like Weihe’s uncle back then, do you think Weihe’s uncle is pitiful? I think you just look at his good-looking parents, When Weihe's uncle escaped last time, I didn't see you say these words."

"Let me ask you, apart from the fact that this is a girl, what's the difference between this incident and the incident in which Uncle Weihe fled to Heyin City? If you really have that heart, you should pity Uncle Weihe at that time. Or you can learn from you." Brother, in order to clear up the doubts in my heart, Si Kou is no longer a man, and I don’t want anything. I ran thousands of miles away just to find an answer. Do you want to try? How about this, I will send you to the settlement of the Xirong people , you go find a good-looking girl, how pitiful is her father being killed by us? You go and pity her, and by the way, resolve your doubts?"

The man smiled shyly, bowed his head and said, "I know I was wrong. I don't want to learn from my brother, and I really don't feel sorry for the people of Xirong..."

Chen Jian smiled and waved his hands. He didn't care too much, and signaled that the matter was over, and moved forward.

The man looked back at the girl behind him again, sighed, turned his head away, muttered a few times, and finally turned around without looking any further.

Behind her, the girl wiped the sweat and dust off her face with her frail fingers. Her hairpins were scattered, and her pink skin was exposed where the sweat beads fell. You can see a miracle blooming on the scorched field-the flower that can cure my father's illness.

When Chen Jian's figure was about to disappear, she still turned her head and looked at Chen Jian's back silently, forgetting the wilderness where she escaped from death, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and bowed lightly to the figure that could no longer be seen clearly : "Thank you. When I go back, will you tell me how the fire went out?"

The person who wanted to answer couldn't hear it, and naturally couldn't see the expectation on the girl's dusty face.

After a long time, the girl withdrew her eyes, smelled the smell of fireworks in the air, prayed devoutly, and told herself over and over again: "This fire... must have been lit because that flower was about to bloom. Flowers can make people survive, and the fire must have come to destroy it. Now that the fire is extinguished by him, the flowers will bloom..."

Chapter 3 Rights

Along the way, the mountain fire gradually extinguished. Originally, the mountain fire was not easy to extinguish, especially in autumn, it might burn for dozens of days. However, this valley where "medicine" can be collected is in a good location. The downwind direction is a wetland. Finally no longer spread.

The medicine was originally used to cure diseases, but here it became a cover for killing people. Chen Jian felt that the girl's luck was really good. If he hadn't brought someone along the way, maybe it wouldn't be a fire problem, and maybe she would be stoned. Spear stabbed to death and thrown into the animal den...Although they were all dead, the girl who was burned to death might still be regarded as an irresistible natural force, so she would not be shocked when she saw that the person who killed her was a familiar person before she died and resentment.

As for the fact that he and his family were almost burned to death, Chen Jian didn't care, because he didn't die, as long as he didn't die, he would continue to talk and laugh with a kind smile. After all, the target of the attack was not himself, he was just Affected pond fish.

Chen Jian will smile at whoever is the leader.As for whether the leader is a good guy or a bad guy in some moral sense, he doesn't care.

After leaving Xiacheng, he finally saw the power struggle, and Chen Jian was not shocked when the power struggle appeared in this era of this world.

Power struggles are almost accompanied by the emergence of classes and the embryonic state of the state.

Even if the abdication system of the well-known clan alliance is the result of power struggles, several clans are united for reasons such as resisting foreign clans, controlling water, and building embankments, and there must always be one person to lead the clans.

The so-called resignation means that we all support you as the leader and work hard. When you die, we powerful clan leaders will also have a chance.

This kind of farce has been repeated in Chinese and foreign history in previous lives. In the Yuan Datou era, it was just a re-enactment of the story that Yao wanted to pass on his son Danzhu and was replaced by Shun. We support the president, and we can make money when you die. You pass it on to your son. How the hell do I know who your son is?

This power struggle takes different forms.

When it is not a clan alliance but a single surname is the main thing, the struggle is carried out between relatives with the same surname. Even if the blood inheritance is confirmed, it will go through a long transition from brother to brother, and then to descendants, because brothers are always older than sons. , have more rights.

And the city alliance with decentralized power will stage another deformed struggle: Luo Ying Shen Fu Hua Shengren, who has a similar power structure, can't become emperor if he wants to be emperor, because assassins are not qualified to call out to kill alone planters until Lincoln Even before World War II, members of Congress were still criticizing Roosevelt for expanding the power of the government, which was no different from Mussolini and Hitler.

This different form of expression has blinded many people's eyes, but they have not seen the essence through the phenomenon. The conflict of interests is also a variant version of the so-called generalized class struggle: they are all sharing the cake, and the difference is nothing more than different classes. Divide between?Or dog eat dog among the same class?Or use the slogan of the nation through foreign wars so that the internal low-class people can also get a little bit of soup from foreigners?

Chen Jian didn't know what kind of situation Yuecheng was like, or even if Yuecheng had this name, but he just called it that.

He didn't really believe that a leader who had stepped into the prototype of a city-state with a stratified society would be so simple, so he was just waiting and watching, not wanting to get angry.

"When you go to Moon City this time, none of you should discuss the fact that you were almost burned to death by the fire. I will bring you out. You are all people I trust very much, and you are all young, just like the morning sun. It's up to you."

A group of people were secretly happy, and Qi claimed that they stopped discussing this matter on the road, and instead talked about what they had seen and heard along the way.

When he finally saw the busy people, Chen Jian knew that he was only twenty or thirty miles away from his destination, because without vehicles and horses, people could only move within thirty miles of the city.

I found a small stream to wash my body, the clothes were torn and covered with dust, so I simply washed by the river. A group of people were naked and waited to dry in the not-so-warm sun.

Before the clothes were completely dry, I heard a noise in the distance. Although these people were banned by Chen Jian from discussing the fire, it didn't mean they had forgotten about it, so they rushed to the shore one after another. He picked up his weapon.

Soon more than 30 people appeared in the woods, without weapons. The leader was a man in his 30s. From his skin color, he must have been out of work for a long time, at least not very tanned.

The man's body is slender and well-proportioned. According to the aesthetics of this era, he is a handsome man. He has a trustworthy smile on his face, and his posture is quite dignified without losing his strong physique.

"You are from Xiacheng, right? I heard from the tribe that they saw you riding horses, so I guessed it. I am the priest of the city, Moon Wheel, and I am here to welcome you."

This wheel, of course, is not the wheel of the wheel, but the wheel of the pottery wheel. The appearance of the pottery wheel is much earlier than the wheel. Without the pottery wheel, it is difficult to knead perfect pottery quickly. The wheel of Xiacheng uses the expression of the pottery wheel. That's all, one can guess from the name that the priest's parents should be potters in the city.

Chen Jian hastily covered his body with his clothes. He never expected that this meeting would be like this. He and the accompanying clansmen were all disheveled.

The people in Yuecheng had obviously experienced a civilized life for a long time, they didn't laugh, but turned around under the priest's order, letting Chen Jian and the others get dressed.

After getting dressed, the ceremony was very polite, Yue Lun looked at the clothes of Chen Jian and the others suspiciously, and said doubtfully, "You guys are..."

"On the way here, I encountered a mountain fire and was almost burned to death."

"Mountain fire? Is there thunder and lightning at this time? How could there be a mountain fire? Where did you encounter it?"

"In the valley over there, I met your leader's daughter. Fortunately, she is fine."

When Yue Luan heard it, her face was full of panic, and she yelled: "It's broken! Yue Mei went to collect herbs for the leader. What should I do with the herbs when there is a mountain fire? What about her?"

"Still waiting there."

"Divination only says that there will be herbs, but it doesn't say that there will be wildfires... In such a weather, the fire must not be a fire from heaven, could it be set by people?"