From Chief to Ball

"The grass that our tribe gets is all like the hair on a woman's body. It's short and short, and you need to bend down to cut a bundle; but what about their tribe? All the grass they get is tall and long. It will take a while to cut the amount that needs to be cut every day.”

"My clansmen thought it was just a coincidence at first, but it has been like this for more than ten days in a row. If Ji Xia was here, they would never have made such a division!"

The leader who was reprimanded scolded back: "When I divided it, I didn't even look at it, and I didn't favor our tribe. Besides, Jixia in the west of Xiacheng gave us the land of the two tribes, and you have overstepped the boundary! The water in that creek is blocked upstream, and your bean sprouts need water, so are our bean sprouts useless?"

"Not taking sides? Everyone knows what you think. You want your people to have more time to clear the land after mowing the grass!"

"nonsense!"

There was a distance between the two, and they began to curse at each other.

This is just a microcosm. Many conflicts that had been accumulated before or were secretly provoked gradually broke out after Chen Jian left.

The chiefs of several tribes have quarreled many times these days about plowing, irrigating, mowing, and building stables, but Song is only the chief officer. He can control who violates the laws of the city, but he still uses his prestige to suppress these conflicts. less than.

More and more things that have never been seen before start to appear, not all good, but also a lot of bad and a lot of overwhelming.

Chen Jian temporarily stopped the wine making workshop in Fangshi because of insufficient food, but a tribe learned how to make wine and began to make wine by themselves in exchange for more food.

Song didn't know what to do. Chen Jian only said to stop the market, but he didn't say that it was against the law to make wine among the tribes without permission.

Before Chen Jian left, he asked them to build enough stables, but Si Hu Ji was not around, so no one calculated how much wood was needed in total, and how much each tribe should be responsible for.

They asked Song, Song secretly asked Red Fish, and after Red Fish calculated, she told Song: she only told them the quantity, she would not care about the deployment of personnel, let each tribe be responsible for how many, and no longer take care of a part as before.

Hay, clearing land, stables, exchange... These things that used to have few contradictions have now produced too many contradictions: the leader in charge of mowing will give priority to his own tribe when allocating grassland, so that the tribe can fulfill the quota Later, there will be more time for reclamation; the stables are divided according to each tribe, and the nearby woods have become a place for several tribes to compete for; before the exchange, there are goods to allocate the quantity of each tribe, but now they are exchanged separately, Echeng Merchants gradually increased the price of the exchange.

After the quarrel, Song couldn't come up with any ideas, because these people hadn't violated the law, he couldn't control them, and he didn't know how to control them.

He could only suppress the crowd and not allow them to quarrel, and wait for Ji Xia to come back to discuss everything.

Although it seems chaotic, the city as a whole is still stable, and Song can always come up with some important ideas, because he will ask Red Fish; but Red Fish doesn't care about these seemingly unimportant things.

After leaving the meeting, Song found Hongyu, and Hongyu looked at Song's distressed face and smiled, "Are you quarreling again?"

"You can clearly manage it. You just need to figure out what those people should do, and they won't quarrel. Before Ji Xia left, you and I were in charge. You don't show up, but you have to take care of it? After all, Ji Xia is you man."

Red Fish smiled and said, "Sit down, don't be in a hurry."

Song knelt on the ground helplessly, Hongyu raised his head and smiled and said, "I heard from Jixia that you brought a lot of herbs from Echeng, and you also learned some ways to treat illnesses."

"If a person is sick, the disease is very mild at first, and he can drink some herbal medicine; the other person has the same disease, but he is not given herbal medicine at the beginning, but waits until the disease is very serious and he is about to die. , and use a lot of herbal medicine and bloodletting to make him better. For the same disease, which method can make the patient think that you are treating the disease well?"

Song thought for a while and said, "The latter."

"Yes, for the patient, the former one is better, but will the patient firmly remember the life-saving person?"

She stood up, pushed open the door frame, pointed to some houses that were accidentally burned down a few days ago, and said: "When Jixia was building the city, it was stipulated that the houses of each tribe should be separated, and no one was allowed to pile firewood on the ground. A place within reach. At that time, several tribes agreed to everything in order to live in, but they were still a little dissatisfied with this rule."

"The fire a few days ago, because there was no pile of firewood, so it only burned a few houses before it was extinguished. These people understood why there was such a rule in the first place, and their dissatisfaction disappeared. You see, they not only don't mutter about this matter now. He even consciously piled firewood outside the city.”

After a long time, she said leisurely: "He is a person who always likes to give other people herbal medicine before their illnesses show up. This is not good, so I want to help him and help him get rid of this problem." Bad habit."

Song frowned and said, "That's good, why not?"

Hong Yu looked at Song, as if he was looking at a fool, and said after a long time: "You are Si Kou, what is the meaning of your existence when all the people in the clan don't make mistakes? He is Ji Xia, everything is normal in the city At that time, what is the meaning of his existence? Just like curing a disease, if you give herbal medicine before the disease appears, even if you say it saved that person's life, will he believe it?"

Finally, Hongyu walked up to Song and said: "This is no longer a family matter, but a city, and it will never be a family. Your head is still stuck in the time when the family is in harmony, but Everyone else is moving forward, if you don't move forward you will be abandoned by the city. Everything is different from a year ago."

Hongyu's tone was not very serious, but Ke Song felt like a bolt of lightning was falling on his head. He didn't even remember how he got out of Hongyu's room, as if he had drunk a drink happily after returning from E City many days ago. Like that time with a lot of wine, my head was dizzy.

A man sat on a big rock by the grass river. He sat here when he followed Chen Jian for the first time a long time ago, dreaming of revenge in the future.

After taking revenge, he tried his best to integrate into this tribe and family. His original family is gone. His mother died, and only a few brothers and sisters remained. Because of this mentality of wanting to integrate, he gradually fell in love with his new family. The new home of the tribe, even a little paranoid, so that when he was recuperating in Echeng, he was always homesick.

But these days in Echeng, and the months he experienced after returning, made him feel a little depressed and hesitant.

He once thought: A city is a bigger tribe and a bigger home. Everyone lives in harmony as if they lived in a cave before, but there are just more people.

But in Echeng, he saw the division between the rich and the poor, the prototype of the private system, and the conflicts among scattered small families for their own interests.

Back in Xiacheng, he saw the conflicts of interests among the various tribes again, and saw many strange things that he didn't understand before but was awakened by Red Fish's words.

He was thinking, what would happen if one day Xiacheng was divided into many small families like Echeng?

He thought that a city was a home, a large tribe with more people, but Hongyu told him that it was not at all.

A simple matter of mowing the lawn can lead to so many troubles. What is the reason for all this?

Why can't the leader of that tribe make a fair decision?Doesn't he know it's bad to do that?If everyone knew what was right, would there be no disputes in the whole city?

I thought about it for a long time, scratching my hair in pain, but couldn't figure it out.Before his left hand was not disabled, he did a lot of work assigned by Chen Jian, but he felt that it should be done. Digging may be more tiring than others, but if it is assigned to him, he will do it. Why do people insist on doing it? Consider which tasks are not tiring and which are tiring?

Looking at the reflection in the water, he suddenly felt that people had changed, they had become different from before. He thought of the story Chen Jian told, and thought that it must be those people who had been enemies of their ancestors sneaked into the city In the heads of Chinese people, it makes them selfish.

So he ran back to the village in a hurry, not noticing that a man came back on horseback from outside the city.

He ran to Hongyu's house, spoke out his distress, and asked, "Why didn't everyone have selfishness when we were in the tribe? Could it be that the darkness that once harmed our ancestors has come into our heads again?" ?”

Hongyu tilted his head, stared at Song for a long time, patted his forehead helplessly, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Before... because I didn't have enough to eat, no one could live without the tribe. When you were hunting, if you Eat it secretly and don't give it to the rest of the clan, and when you can't catch the prey, of course others won't give it to you."

Song pouted his neck and said, "I didn't think that way, I never thought that way. If everyone knew what to do, then the tribe wouldn't quarrel, and Jixia didn't need to think about these things every day, he could Sitting in the house, the whole city will get better and better."

Red Fish bent over laughing, shook his head out of breath after a long time and said: "My man really chose a good Sikou."

After a long while, she listened to the sound of drums outside, covered her aching stomach with laughter, and said, "He should be back soon, Song, it just so happens that the wild people are going to serve in corvée again, how about you tell Ji Xia, Tell the wild people in a village that they won’t be punished if they don’t serve corvee, it’s right for you to tell them what to do, and see if you can persuade them before the snow falls... Hahaha..."

Chapter 14 Collection and Decentralization

When Red Fish ran to Chengyi Square, the area around Dagu was already full of people, and the orderly rider was spitting and talking about what he had seen and heard along the way, and he knew from his smiling expression that this was a battle. Big win.

The horse under his crotch was suddenly watched by so many people, he was a little embarrassed, and kept turning in circles, which made this rider who was not good at riding very uncomfortable, but he still liked the condescending feeling and was unwilling to come down.

"Where's Jixia? How many people did we kill this time? Is that tribe still there?"

"Jixia is at Yangguan. He is walking back with his slaves, and there are a lot of horses. As for how many people were killed... I can't count them all. The heads are all piled up, and the hall of the council may not be able to hold them." .I don’t have the skill of Yu Qian’er, how can I count clearly?”

"What did Jixia say?"

"I didn't say anything, just let me tell you first, so that you don't worry about it. Ah, by the way, he said to ask the woman to prepare some food, don't be reluctant, I'm getting tired of eating fried wheat noodles all day for a month Let me ask the merchants of the Eyue tribe how much wine they have left, and exchange them all from the public property."

After saying this, the riders began to talk about what they had seen and heard along the way. When it came to the fact that Chen Jian led them to slaughter several settlements without leaving any survivors, the leaders below changed slightly.

They never thought that Chen Jian would be so vicious. When they were in the city, even if they quarreled in the meeting, they would slam the door and leave at most. At least they had never shown such a bloody side in the city.

But hearing the rider talk about those people who were slashed and set on fire, and those sheep that were slaughtered and discarded everywhere, these people wondered uncomfortably, if one day they betrayed the city, would their own clansmen also fall? What happened?

More leaders showed a kind of excitement and spontaneous respect. Just like what Red Fish said, after Chen Jian left, Red Fish intentionally left confusion on some small things, and finally let these leaders understand that this city needs a people, one who rules them all.