From Chief to Ball

Before the formal banquet, a small banquet also started in the chief's room, with only a few participants.

Yuemei was overjoyed because of her father's recovery, and followed her father, quietly looking forward to Chen Jian's arrival. At least this time, she could have the time to ask why the fire went out, and what she heard about Xiacheng weird thing.

"It's better...it's better not to talk about those Naizilin and corpses. It would be nice to talk about the white flowers in Naizilin..."

In anticipation, Chen Jian came, and as she wished, she didn't say anything dark, but kept praising Yueyi's various things, and from time to time, she sang a few Xiacheng songs. He seemed a little drunk, and his speech was somewhat repetitive and incoherent.

In fact, Chen Jian is very sober. Xiacheng has already mastered a very good technique of steaming wine in order to extract colchicine. At the beginning, the concentration of the wine head is very high, and the sweet koji wine from Yueyi can't make him drunk at all.

From the beginning, Xiacheng used germinated wheat to make wine, and now it has learned the technology of other cities. It can use koji to convert starch into sugar without needing to germinate starch into maltose. Many technological advances are either learned secretly, or Pretending to ask out inadvertently.

Many things are just on the surface. Chen Jian understands the principle but does not know the specific technology. Others may not be able to hear it, but he can hear the key technology he wants to know.

The pottery in Yueyi is very special. This is what Chen Jian paid special attention to. The person who fired this kind of pottery was also a sage in Yueyi. Maybe it was just a coincidence at the beginning, but now he has formed a basically perfect technology.

Yueyi's pottery already has the original glaze, not yet porcelain, but it has the prototype of porcelain, at least half a foot into the era of porcelain, and it can be regarded as the primary product of primitive porcelain.

In the history of previous lives, wherever there were human activities, wherever civilization developed independently, even in America, which was isolated from the world for a long time, pottery was also unearthed.

However, the leap from pottery to porcelain was the only one in the previous life, and it had monopolized the key technology for thousands of years. The seemingly simple principle was actually very difficult to implement.

Chen Jian praised Yueyi's pottery while pretending to be drunk, and praised the glaze of Yueyi's pottery as smooth as the skin of a girl in Yueyi. This is a very novel metaphor, and Yuemei giggled when she heard it. He secretly looked at his exposed arm and compared it with the pottery placed in the house.

However, the leader of Yueyi didn't pick up the words, but said to his daughter: "Mei, if Ji Xia hadn't appeared that day, you would have been burned to death. Go thank him."

Yue Mei raised the turbid wine glass, and secretly looked at her own reflection through the light to see if there was anything not beautiful about it, she hid her fingers behind the pottery, and some complained that the glaze color on the outside of the pottery cup was even brighter than that of the person who burned the pottery cup. Your fingers should be delicate and beautiful.Otherwise, why did Ji Xia keep staring at those pottery?

"Ji Xia, thank you, lady. Please drink this cup."

Chen Jian came back to his senses, smiled, drank the glass of thank-you wine, and wanted to talk about the pottery, but the old leader suddenly sighed.

Chen Jian knew that it would be a shame to ask Tao Qi again at this time, so he had to hold back, pretending to be extremely concerned and asked: "Why is the leader lamenting? What's bothering you?"

"I was planning to go to Sucheng, but now that there are so many things happening in the city, I can't leave for the time being. I've heard all about Xiacheng. Although Yuelun has done a lot to disappoint me, But he did the right thing in this matter. Xiacheng is qualified to become a sworn family, because Jixia not only defeated the Xirong people and grassland tribes, but also shared the power of lightning under his control with other clans. There is no oath, but it is closer than some tribes that have sworn."

When Chen Jianchu heard that the leader couldn't go, he thought he was going to refuse, but he was relieved when he heard the words later.

"The leader is just recovering from a serious illness, so he can't go that far, and Yueyi really can't leave the leader."

"Yeah, I originally wanted Yue Falcon to go instead of me, but I'm old and there must be priests in the city, so he can't go either. Alas, I wanted to personally recommend Xiacheng to join the alliance in Sucheng, But... people, they are always no match for old age."

Chen Jian squeezed out a smile, and the old leader continued: "I will let people go, and I will definitely propose Xia Cheng's joining the alliance at that time. But there are some things I want to talk to Ji Xia."

"Please say."

"Ji Xia regards the kinship cities as brothers, but the rest of the cities may not be brothers. In the past 20 years, the grand occasion of the original oath seems to be still in sight, but the 71 kinships that made the oath are now only 64 clans left, disappearing. Of those clans, how many were wiped out by the barbarians? How many clans got close to the barbarians, and even made an oath with the barbarians to attack their relatives back then?"

"It's better not to share the weapons that control the power of lightning in Xia City with all the clans. This is my advice as an elder."

Chen Jian was stunned for a moment, he never expected that this person would say such a thing, and he didn't understand his real purpose, anyway, he didn't believe that this person could think of Xia Cheng selflessly.

Obviously these words were just the beginning, because the old leader raised his glass and moistened his throat, ready to make a long speech to elicit his real purpose or the purpose of which he could not see the real purpose for the time being.

Just as Chen Jian was listening carefully to see what the old guy was going to say, there was a sudden commotion outside, and then several people rushed in and shouted: "Boss! Boss! The moon is crazy! He brought His people rioted!"

Chen Jian noticed that the old leader's wine glass was very stable, it seemed that there was no vibration at all, and he was determined. It seemed that this matter was under control, and it was nothing more than forcing Yue Lun to seek death by himself.

But then the messenger's words made the old leader's hand tremble suddenly.

"I don't know how the moon wheel did it, it burned the house of the moon falcon! The moon falcon was trapped inside!"

"what!?"

The old leader got up and left with a strange cry, and Chen Jian hurriedly followed. A fire had already ignited in the distance, and the people around Yuelun were all dead in the thick smoke. This is the inevitable end.

But Yuelun is not dead, he is neatly dressed, with jade on his waist, silk, hair rolled up, and a longbow in his hand, as if he is waiting for something.

When he saw the old leader appearing, he smiled at the old leader without crying or howling, as if he was going to a banquet, he dressed neatly and walked slowly into the burning sea of ​​flames, the center of which was the Moon Falcon house.

Amidst the sound of Bi Bo's thatch burning, came a very faint voice, like a farewell.

"You ruined my present, and I ruined your future."

Chapter 11 peers

What you get in the flames is not eternal life, but the pleasure of revenge.The leaders of Yuelun and Yueyi are people who dare to swear at will, so they only want this life and not the world that may exist after the oath is fulfilled.

Yuelun, who was dying in the thick smoke, seemed to see himself many years ago when he had no hair and braids. At that time, his daily dream was just to eat a meal of corn and rice with meat fat. At least his mother Don't use the layer of oil skin when the corn is cooked to cook, but just fill it into your mouth with the corn and rice.

He didn't know when, the cornmeal with meat fat that he was looking forward to that night became an inedible right, and he would not be happy when he ate cornmeal again.

At the last moment of his life, he let go of his heart, and only thought about one question, which had nothing to do with the city and rights: Is the corn and rice more unpalatable every year?Or have I changed?

Outside the thick smoke, Chen Jian looked at this sudden scene, and suddenly understood all the previous doubts, and smiled at the burning moon, counting it as a farewell.

Just as Yuelun's body fell into the thick smoke, a black figure wrapped in a quilt soaked in water rolled out of the thick smoke, coughing loudly, his hair was burnt, but he still cried out in pain, Didn't die, but passed out quickly.

"Falcon! He's still alive!"

The leader next to him yelled in surprise, rushed to Yue Falcon's side and extinguished the burning hair on his body, shouted his name loudly, finally heaved a sigh of relief after getting a weak answer, and shouted : "Come and send him back quickly! Go to the warehouse to get the best badger seed oil, just take the pot that was boiled last winter, it is the best medicine for burns, go!"

A few black shadows hurriedly ran away stepping on the fallen corpse. At some time, people from Xiacheng had already surrounded Chen Jian. With a look of fear on their faces, they surrounded Chen Jian tightly in the center, stretched out their hands and pushed Chen Jian away for many months. The people in the city, even Yuemei were pushed aside.

It wasn't until Chen Jian yelled that the crowd dispersed, but the short swords in their hands were not inserted into the scabbard made of fish skin. Many people still had pots full of gunpowder hanging on their bodies, and beside them was the scene of sparks flying.

The deterrence brought by the strong young people is far from comparable to the previous riots. Those people in Yueyi looked at the bronze sword of Xiacheng flickering in the firelight and thought secretly. If this group of people rioted just now, can they really stop it? ?

Fortunately, this dense formation that made them feel oppressed quickly dissipated, because Chen Jian was pointing at the gunpowder jars hanging on their bodies and yelling, these people remembered the rules of not getting too close to the fire during the training , one by one farther away.

When Chen Jian was about to see if Yue Falcon fell to the ground and burned to death, Yue Falcon, who was choked by the thick smoke, took a long breath and woke up. hinder.

Chen Jian looked at the scene of the fire and thought to himself: "Yuelun, Yuelun, it's a good death for you, I'm afraid it will be a pity if you die later."

The old leader had no time to take care of other things. Yue Falcon was not dead, so his thoughts were all on it, until someone reported: "Yuelun's family members are hiding in the yard, and no one comes out. Those who are loyal to him People are guarding inside, what about those people?"

The old leader didn't look back, he just waved his hands and said, "Yuelun participated in the riot and exterminated the clan."

"But most of the clansmen are fighting the fire. There are a few good archers in the yard. They guarded in the dark and shot many of our people to death... They are loudly telling some rumors about the leader..."

The old leader suddenly turned around and shouted: "Then don't put out the fire. Since the family is going to be exterminated, don't let them see the sun of tomorrow! No one will be left, and no children will be kept."

The man had probably never seen the old leader lose his composure like this. He thought of calling for everyone to gather at this time, but what should he do with the fire?

Those rumors were like a vicious seed. He knew the viciousness of this seed in his heart, so he tried his best to forget it, but this seed slowly germinated in the deepest part of his heart.

Compared with those vicious seeds that don't know when they will bloom and bear fruit, the fire in Yueyi at this time is the most terrifying. These thatched houses are extremely flammable, and Yueyi is not like Xiacheng. It is strictly forbidden to pile up firewood in the streets. There is a large water tank, and it is autumn. Once the fire spreads, it will be difficult to contain it.

However, the leader's order is difficult to change. When there is a riot, it is no different from a war. At this time, the leader has absolute authority.