From Chief to Ball

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Adults will not think so little like children, but they are just as happy. They believe that the person who has always preached the unity of kinship will never give up on them. Even when they are captured, the first thing they think of is not Awayake but theirs. I have never seen the cities I have seen before, because those Xiacheng people who come and go will always tell them similar stories.

The endless wasteland has no end in sight, but everyone is holding on to their tired bodies, and they are sure that they can survive.

Two days later, a small mound appeared in the twilight of the setting sun, surrounded by many Dongyi people staring at them vigilantly.

They couldn't see the flag they were most looking forward to in their hearts, and they couldn't see whether there was anyone on the other side under the setting sun, but far, far away, they heard a song that crossed the autumn wind, echoing desolately and sadly across the field.

A very ordinary tune, a very ordinary song, which was sung on stage by those who distributed herbs and performed in Xiacheng a long time ago, just a ballad of homesickness.

The story is beautiful and simple, even though it has been a long time, even if the leader forbids these Xiacheng people to perform in the city after that, many people still remember that story.

It is a story about a person who was captured by a foreign race and became a slave, and finally fled from the wilderness to his homeland with the resistance of his own people, and this song is sung by those who were temporarily enslaved in the drama when they missed their hometown.

The singing voice was already very faint after traveling so far, and it was already a little inaudible, but it was just these fragment-like voices blown away by the wind that made more than ten thousand people shed tears.

Three to five, a dozen, dozens, hundreds...More and more people no longer cared about the Dongyi people around them, and sang this song together with the sound of flutes or drums from afar. ballad.

More than ten thousand people were crying loudly under the sunset in late autumn. They couldn't make a sound and couldn't tune it. In the end, it turned into a cry.

While wailing, more than a hundred people came under the setting sun. Their figures were stretched extremely long under the afterglow of the setting sun, and their faces and cheeks could not be seen clearly. All they could see were the flags they were holding fluttering in the wind.

More than a hundred people walked up to these people, feeling such grief from the cries of thousands of people, resisting their weakened hearts, and said loudly: "Let's go home, Ji Xia will take you home... ..."

Chapter 53 The False Chief

For the thousands of people who have been captured as slaves by foreign races and don't know their fate, there is no word that makes them cry more than the four words "Let's go home".

In their most helpless moments, they recalled the vague phrase that kinship is one.And at the moment when the exchange was completed, this sentence was extremely clear in their minds, and there seemed to be nothing more reasonable than this.

I have felt it, so I know that I am moved, so it is clear and blurred.

More than [-] people who were released wept with joy behind the hill, embraced each other, held the hands of everyone who had seen Xiacheng and said words of thanks, and told their former strangers and their current family members about their previous fears and sufferings.

These sentiments reached their acme after Chen Jian's provocative speech, bringing everyone home became a promise and the best propaganda drama.

When the night falls, after the emotion and sensation brought by the day gradually fade away, these people finally start to think about their future life with their gradually sober minds.

The homeland was destroyed and there was nothing left. The Dongyi people looted everything they had accumulated over the years, leaving only ruins.

It is late autumn now, those unattended crops must have been eaten by countless animals in the jungle, even if they go back, why should they survive this winter?

All the top figures in the clan were detained by the Dongyi people. These people were in a chaos without a clue, and they didn't know what to do in the future.

Before the emergence of various metal tools in Xiacheng, the city’s organizational form was centered on the clan, and everyone worked together to fight against nature with simple tools. The emergence of surplus agricultural products led to the generation of slaves and the polarization of the rich and the poor. It seems that the existence of self-cultivating farmers cannot be supported.

Xiacheng has taxes, but the rest of the cities do not. Instead, they use other forms such as public land, such as voluntary military service to complete the construction of the rights of the cities.

The wealthy people in the clan used more slaves to ensure that they would get more slaves when they went out to conquer, and obtained natural dominion rights, and the clan people had become accustomed to this method.

Now, however, all this has been swept away, not by a long period of change, but by a momentary power vacuum.People need to be organized, even in the cave age, they need someone to be the leader, but now these people can't even find a single person who can convince the crowd.

If you want to convince the public, you must first solve the most basic problem faced by thousands of people, how to survive this winter.It is too difficult for anyone, no one can do it.

The clans in Fengcheng were dispersed, and the leader Feng Zhuo was still there. At least someone could think for them, but Feng Zhuo had nothing but the trust of the clansmen, and these trusts were about to disappear when winter came.

The other city is much more miserable, they don't even have a leader.Now there is still a bowl of rice to eat, but these grains belong to the Xiacheng people. Even though the leader of Xiacheng said that the relatives are one, he also rescued relatives who suffered from the flood last year, but what should we do in the future?

When everyone was at a loss, some rumors gradually spread among the crowd, and these rumors were like lightning that broke through the night, giving these people an inspiration.

In the early morning of the second day, thousands of people from another city spontaneously gathered together, whispering to each other the rumors they had heard at night, anxiously waiting for something.

After Chen Jian appeared from the shabby hut, thousands of people shouted in unison: "Please ask Ji Xia to take the position of leader temporarily!"

This is not a helpless choice, this is what many people say in their hearts, it's just that no one reminded them before those rumors spread, so they didn't expect it.

Their leader did not die, nor was he deposed and exiled by everyone because of his crimes. On the contrary, their leader and clan relatives were being hostages in Dongyi to ensure the implementation of the covenant and this exchange.

Even if Chen Jian said that many relatives are one, thousands of people are still not used to the habit of electing a person who is not from the clan as the leader. Even if this person saves them from Dongyi, it will not change the habit. something ingrained.

The rumors were released by Chen Jian, and the name was also thought of by Chen Jian, so he could smoothly bypass those deep-rooted things and get the rights he wanted.

Temporarily substituting this prefix can solve many things. It not only conforms to the way of thinking of the people, but also can hold the power in their hands. Taking advantage of the fear of the coming winter, these people can be integrated into Xiacheng's system.

After the voices of thousands of people, Chen Jian did not give in, walked up to the crowd and said, "Since my relatives trust me, how can I refuse? It will be winter soon, if there is no leader to lead you, what should I do?" What about this winter?"

"It will take at least three years for your leader to be a hostage in Dongyi. But people can't live for three years without land and food. How to cultivate and harvest Xiacheng is different from your city, but I only served The leader of Xia City, so you may have to make some changes."

Of course these people know that Xiacheng is different, but they also know that Xiacheng people live a better life than most of them.Even if you can get better, why do you have to cling to the old things?

Seeing that no one objected, Chen Jian said after a moment of silence: "Since you are not afraid of change, then I hope you promise me one thing. During the few years when I am acting as the leader, give me the right to make decisions. If you don't Agree with me as the leader, you can depose me together, but before deposing me together, my dictatorship will be recognized and agreed by all of you."

The people below didn't object, they just asked, "Can Jixia make us live as well as the Xiacheng people?"

Chen Jian laughed and said: "The life of Xiacheng people did not fall from the sky, it was made by hard work. Whether you live well or not, the leader can tell you how to do it, but in the end it is up to you. But at least one thing , you can always live better than before, and at least you don’t have to worry that the Dongyi people will take you away.”

This promise is not much, it is very thin, but it is like a mountain to those who have just experienced those sufferings.

Chen Jian also didn't explain Xiacheng's power structure, which was obtained after Xiacheng's grassroots struggle, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so he only asked for an arbitrary right.

Every year, children grow up in the school, and they can replace the old clan relatives, and use a new authority to govern these people.

Xiacheng's rules are not perfect, and the interior is still in a special kind of division. How to deal with these people will require everyone to give an answer at the people's meeting after the civil strife is completely subsided.

With the attachment of people in this city, the establishment of a new Huayi, and the end of the civil strife in Xiayu, a new concept called a country, which is different from a single city, will gradually appear in everyone's thinking. A new administrative unit controlled from top to bottom through a tight bureaucratic system will become another model and attempt.

After these thousands of people made their choices, Feng Zhuo knew that it was time for him to express his opinion.

He is very familiar with Chen Jian, and his people are also familiar with Xiacheng people. The power struggle two years ago was caused by Xiacheng people. After that, many Xiacheng people stayed in Fengcheng until Fengcheng was captured by Dongyi people.

But now he only has a dozen guards who escaped with him, and there is no complete system for managing the tribe, and he has nothing but the position of leader.

Chen Jian didn't force him, but Feng Zhuo himself knew that it was impossible to return to Fengcheng's homeland, everything would have to start over there, there was no one to rely on, and half of the tribe would die in one winter.

So he went to Chen Jian and cried, saying that Fengcheng is like a rose, and he would like to entrust it to a tree in Xiacheng, and hoped that Chen Jian would help Fengcheng for the sake of his relatives.

However, until the end of the begging, Feng Zhuo's tone was very strict, and he did not reveal the words that Chen Jian was expecting, "Young and virtuous, willing to let Ji Xia temporarily act as the leader of Fengcheng", and did not give Chen Jian a chance to climb the pole at all.

Chapter 54 Staying behind

Feng Zhuo refused to let go, so Chen Jian couldn't take it by force. After thinking about it, he could only solve it slowly. Anyway, within two or three years, the management of Feng City would be slowly occupied by Xia Cheng.

One day in mid-September, Chen Jian took over the rod symbolizing power from thousands of people. Simple wood, a skilled woodworker can make several in a day, but the meaning is different after thousands of people pass it on. .

With the help of the Dongyi people, he easily realized the arbitrary power that many leaders dreamed of, and at the same time possessed the prestige and trust that many clan leaders expected.

After getting what he wanted most, he had to consider the issue of returning.

It was already late autumn, and it would be even more difficult to delay the return journey for a while. Now these people are already in their own hands, and every death is Xiacheng's loss.