From Chief to Ball

This is not only two or three hundred miles away, but people's demand for the beauty of clothing dyeing thousands of miles away, which has caused the lament and joy of the clansmen in the field.

Fortunately, this is just a field of indigo.Compared with the pillar farmland in the city, it is not much.

Counting the changes in various workshops, it will not hurt Echeng.

E strider was a little worried for a while, worried that she would get closer and closer to Xia Cheng, and one day the influence would become bigger and bigger.

This uneasiness is only for a moment, and when I look up at these farmlands that used to be wasteland, this uneasiness disappears. When I think of the things I learned in school, there are always good and bad sides to everything.

The influence of Xiacheng is already great, otherwise how can the farmland here be reclaimed?Besides, if it weren't for the civil strife between Yu and Xia, those bad places wouldn't exist.At least the farmer in front of him will look at the indigo all over the ground with a happy smile at this moment and calculate how many copper coins he can exchange for next year, instead of sighing like he is now.

E Strider thought to himself, the people who planted indigo must not want to see Xia Yu split.

However, my husband said that the impact of any event on a city cannot be judged by just one person and only asked one person, but to see more and ask more, to know whether it is good or bad.The majority is good and the few are bad, and that is good—except slaves, who are not considered human beings, so their goodness and badness need not be sought, unless they are regarded as human beings.

This is a very important point that E-strider learned in school, so he didn't ask those people or slaves who were hanged on the tree what was the reason. Anyway, these people in front of them couldn't explain clearly, and they only had regrets in their eyes Indigo removed.

As for the various changes in the city, it is even more difficult for this farmer to explain clearly.

The rules have changed, the method has changed, and I subconsciously thought that I should ask the officials in the city, they must be very aware of these changes, and they will explain the reasons for these changes very clearly.

Then he thought that this was not Yucheng anymore, and there was no official responsible for explaining the new rules, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Go back and ask your parents."

Thinking of this, E-strider interrupted the clansmen who were still chattering about some farming matters, and apologized politely, using the reason that she missed her parents very much and wanted to see each other soon, so it was difficult to find any faults.

Before leaving, the farmer pulled E's strider and asked, "Strider, when will Jixia come back?"

E Strider half-jokingly said: "The destroyed indigo has dried up, even if Jixia comes back, can the indigo be brought back to life and germinate again?"

"That's not true, but I still want to buy some ironware for my slaves. I don't want to build any workshops. I just want to plant a family with a cow and my own plowshare. okay?"

"I thought about it. At that time, I will do what Xiacheng did before and give the slaves a little land so that they will not starve to death. This is better than forcing them to work with a whip."

"Those farm tools will not be given to them. After they finish planting their own land, they will plant it for me. When I go out, I will help me carry food, weapons, or capture a few more slaves. This is very good .”

"In the past, how dare you think about such a day? The people in Xiacheng are the ones who hate it. If they hadn't argued with Ji Xia, they would have picked indigo next summer. It's so good now... hey, it's all their fault. "

E Strider stepped on the horse, raised his whip and laughed, "Ji Xia will be back soon."

He said something casually, but he thought that some things might not be like this. It would be better for Echeng if Jixia didn't come back, even if his father didn't object, he might not be so close to Xiacheng again.

Speaking casually is just to comfort this clansman who is full of fantasies about the future, so that he will not lose hope.

You can't judge right or wrong just because of one person. Perhaps the indigo planter hopes that Xia'e will be on good terms as before, while the wheat planter hopes that Xia'e will have no more entanglements.

Thinking this way, the e-strider got closer to the city, and the land became more and more connected, which looked extremely gratifying.

The two-year three-crop method has basically been implemented in E City, and the scope of the public land is larger than before. There are no corpses like those seen on the road, only a few heads hanging on the city wall.

E-strider recognized the one hanging on it as his uncle, mother's elder brother.

That was the uncle he didn't like very much. It seemed that his mother had conflicts with this uncle when he first went to Xiacheng as a hostage a long time ago.At that time, he was not too old, and he didn't quite understand the power disputes between the clan cities. Now, looking at the uncle's head hanging on the top of the city, he roughly guessed what happened.

My mother is definitely fine, and even this uncle does not have a high sense of presence as a relative. Maybe most people in the city are related to each other. Anyway, the people who greeted him along the way did not talk about the city. It seems that this is not a big deal.

"The city needs a real leader, and the clan always needs someone to make sacrifices. It's better for E City."

Looking at the head on the top of the city, he silently said goodbye to his blood relatives, and then smiled and talked with the clansmen in the city.

The city has changed a lot, compared to when he left.Some brick and tile houses appeared in the city, which is a bit like Yucheng, but not the same.

"It's much prettier than Yucheng. At least not every house is the same."

The people who came back together laughed and turned a blind eye to those more low mud houses, anyway, they didn't need to live in that kind of low mud houses.

Not far away is the restaurant with food but no wine when Yu Qianer was a hostage here. A jar of black pottery.

E-strider had never seen Yuqian'er running a wine shop. At that time, the two were hostages to each other. When E-strider came back, only some rumors were left behind.

A childish little girl leaned halfway on the wooden counter, tapped her fingers on the counter lazily and boredly, and communicated with everyone with Xia Cheng's unique clear accent with a slight smile, sometimes Will go to the street and hand out some candy to the children who learn to read and count...

This is the girl in the dreams of many young people in Echeng. When they passed by, they tilted their heads and looked at the wine shop that always felt their hearts throbbing a few years ago, but what they saw was a closed door. door.

Several people sighed together, looked at each other, and laughed.

"Our Sihu Ji is in Yucheng, but the yuqian in the wine shop is gone. Everything has changed so fast. People have changed, houses have changed, and the city has changed. I just thought I could see a girl just now My son sells wine inside, so I thought about sitting there every day when I was in the city, but who knew it was closed.”

"Yeah, everything has changed."

E-strider shook her head, and said to everyone: "It's good to change. Okay, let's go, we all go back to see our parents."

When he turned around and was about to go, someone couldn't help asking: "Strider, what does it mean that Mr. sent us all back? Does he want us to return to E City completely? Or are we going to return to Yu City in the future?"

Crescent Strider turned his back to them, put his legs between the horse's belly, waved his arms and shouted: "Sooner or later."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what this meant sooner or later.Will he return to Yucheng sooner or later?Or will I have to return to E City sooner or later?

Chapter 70 The Beginning of Change

The city is changing, and it has become something that Crone Strider can't even recognize.

In front of the most prosperous courtyard in the city, it was where my parents lived.

The original mud has been turned into bricks and tiles, supported by several huge wooden pillars, covered with wooden paint, and has some quaint decorations.

There are already slaves leading and feeding horses at the gate, and it can be seen that they live a slightly more "decent" life than those farming slaves. They are domestic slaves, and they can be regarded as relatively close slaves.

Among the slaves, some of the slaves recognized the crescent, and ran over with a lot of smiles, lying on the ground, revealing a flat and strong back, which was convenient for the crescent to step on when dismounting.

"Young master, you are back."

Crane Strider was not used to it, but she stepped on the man's back and got off the horse, and looked blankly at her house.

"Young Master, I will tell Master that you are back. When the news came in July that Ji Xia was going to conquer Dongyi, your mother cried for several days, thinking that Young Master would also kill Dongyi. From the news of Dongyi's return from the great victory, the master has sacrificed to the protection of his ancestors, and the family has been preparing meals these days, so I will go and tell the good news."

Just as the slave was about to leave, Crane pulled her and said, "Go and tell me, but I'll go out first and come back later."

The slave asked in surprise: "Master, why don't you go and see your parents first?"

"They are my parents, and they are also the leader and high priest of E City. The city comes first and then the family, as it should be. You just say... I want to see the city with my eyes, and when I go back, please don't blame them."

The slave scratched his head and said, "You have seen it."

E Strider didn't explain much, just smiled, and before the man got down on the ground, he got on his horse and galloped away.

In the southwest corner of the city, most of them are simple houses like thatched grass or cellars, which is something that has not changed in the city.