The surname is the beginning of humanity.

It is not only the bond of clan bloodline, but also the boundary of marriage between in-laws in the world.

The prohibition of intermarriage within the clan is a basic human norm that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Middle Earth Han Land throughout the ages.

The most obvious sign of the distinction between the native and the foreign is the surname.

All the unenlightened indigenous people in the world, just like the people of Fusang on this Purple Smoke Island, do not have surnames.

With the mother as the respect and the name of all things in heaven and earth, the chaos of human ethics is inevitable.

Therefore, all dynasties changed customs and transformed indigenous people, all starting from giving surnames.

It was not too difficult for the mother to recognize the flesh and blood she had born, and after about an hour's work, Chun Teng came to report that they had finished claiming it.

More than 200 indigenous islanders, from the matrilineal line, it is clear that all of them are within five generations of clansmen, each from the disciples of five grandmothers.

But the paternal line has become a mess, and there is no concept of parents, husband and wife, and children and grandchildren.

Let an adult man identify the babies as his own children, and he will be able to recognize all the children on the island.

In addition, the life expectancy of the natives on the island is generally very low, and at the age of thirty, they have entered the twilight of their lives.

On the beach in front of you, most of the natives have been divided into five groups, and dozens of adult men and women with dead mothers are scattered in all directions.

"Brother Lin, what should I do with these people?"

At this point, I also made a difficulty, and I didn't dare to mess around with the mandarin duck spectrum anymore, so I asked Brother Lin.

"Let them choose! But there is a requirement, not to be in the same ethnic group as the men and women you like! ”

Brother Lin said disapprerovingly, and raised his head to drink in front of the wine bag.

After another bustle, the ethnic division of the indigenous people on Purple Smoke Island finally came to an end.

People sat on the ground and watched us quietly, without any resistance, completely as if they were being slaughtered.

It seems that every time the official of Hyuga Country comes to the island to choose young boys and girls, it must be like this.

But there are disobedient people who kill on the spot, and they have long been used to it.

I couldn't bear to look at it, and I felt a little rushed, and it was already a bit against the original intention of our kindness.

It may be better to wait for a while to live on the island and get along well with these natives before governing.

"Ivy! The tribes have been divided! What kind of surname do you think you should give them? ”

I didn't know the common surname of Fuso in Toei, so I called Haru Teng to ask for his opinion.

"Fusang's surname is not too particular except for the distinction between nobles and untouchables, so you can take it however you want! For example, Kawakami, Yamashita, Tanaka, Inuo, and Harudo can all be used as their own surnames! Please also ask Yizi and the master to decide! ”

Chun Teng said with a cold expression on his waist knife in his hand, and bowed to me and Brother Lin.

It seems that what he said is all true, and the natives of this Fuso country are similar to those tribes of the Southern Wilderness Sea Country.

The birds in the sky, the beasts on the ground, the fish in the water, and all the things in the mountains and fields can all be used as their own names.

In this way, it is not difficult to choose a surname! Hahaha! Brother Xian, what do you think of this? Let's give them a surname based on the landform of the island! ”

Brother Lin also hopes to finish his work as soon as possible, the food on the beach is almost ready, and the smell of the fragrance makes people unconsciously appetizing.

According to the two of them, all the natives on this Purple Smoke Island are divided into five families

They can be given the surnames Kirishima, Iwakami, Linzhong, Izumibe, and Chiun, and the future name of each aboriginal is the surname plus their original name. ”

I looked around at Siye and thought about it for a while, then I came up with these five interesting surnames, and smiled at Chun Teng and Brother Lin.

"Very good! Virtuous brother and talent! Hahaha! ”

"Hey!"

Brother Lin was very impressed after listening to my suggestion, and turned around and asked Brother Chun to take the pen and ink on silk, and prepared to compile the first genealogy of this life for these Fusang natives.

Ivy bowed to me again in agreement.

On a whim, I asked Qin Chong and them to quickly lead people to cut down more than 200 long wooden tablets.

Then Chun Teng took the lead in inquiring about the translator, and Brother Lin wrote the names on the wooden tablets, and I wrote down the names of all the women and children of each family on the pages of the silk book in order of the eldest and youngest.

"Ivy, tell them to remember their names, everyone's wooden slip is an identity document, don't lose it! Every day at mealtime, I would chant the names of the people on the silk book, and they came to receive food with this wooden tablet! Those who can't remember their names, or lose their wooden tablets, will be punished with two days of starvation! ”

Harutdo took the trouble to relay my original meaning over and over again to each of the natives, and for some young and ignorant babies, he repeatedly instructed their mothers to put away the wooden tablets and memorize the names of each child.

"Brother Xian! Treat them to meals every day? Where did we get so much food? ”

Brother Lin on the side and the other guys who came to help were very surprised, there was not much food in the cabin.

Let all the natives join in, and within three days they will run out of food.

"Don't worry, everyone! On the Oshima side of Hyuga Country, a hundred taels of gold is estimated to be a thousand quintals of grain. These natives are good at fishing and hunting, and I can promise that they will never go hungry! ”

I didn't stop what I was doing, and hurriedly explained to Brother Lin and them.

Nearly an hour has passed, and we have not yet recorded more than half of the names, and it will not be possible to do it for more than two hours after all the recordings, so we can't delay it at all.

"It seems that the virtuous brother wants to learn from the ancient five clans and open up the world on this isolated island!"

Brother Lin occasionally straightened his waist and turned around to look at the name of the native on my silk book.

This old man has been shuttling between rivers and seas all year round, and many of the words he learned in his childhood have almost been returned to the master of the academy.

"The ancient sages led the Chinese tribes out of the chaotic wilderness, and what we are doing today is just an example of the elimination of the ancestors. Whether they can make a difference depends on the creation of these Fusang natives! ”

I sighed, and for the first time, I had a real understanding of the difficult creation of the Han family sages thousands of years ago.

"Young master! What are the Ancient Five? The pot helmet holding pen and ink on the side asked curiously.

"The five ancient clans are the Chao clan, the Suiren clan, the Fuxi clan, the Nuwa clan, and the Shennong clan. They taught the world the skills of building houses, making fire, fishing and hunting, agriculture and animal husbandry, medicine, merchants, and hundreds of crafts, and our Han family has since moved towards enlightenment and civilization. If it weren't for these sages who led the way, we would still be chaotic and ignorant savages today, no different from these Fuso natives. ”

It's rare for the pot helmet brothers to ask for advice, and I know everything, so that everyone can know the meaning of our actions.

It was late afternoon when all the names of the natives had been recorded, and everyone was hungry.

But it's hard to get started!

Let these natives who have no concept of humanity and whose whole life is nothing but looking for food or sleeping and playing, remember their own home

's name, in my opinion, must not be an easy task.

In ancient times, Shang Yingmu Lixin implemented a change, and what we do on Ziyan Island today can be regarded as a change, of course, we should also put faith first, and rewards and punishments should be clear.

Since the previous rule was made that those who could not remember their names should be punished for starvation for two days, they should be implemented according to the rules, otherwise all the good deeds that change customs in the future will not be able to be arranged.

Wooden barrels of rice and meat lined up on the beach, and I held the silk roster and sang the names of the inscribed natives one by one, with Haru Ivy translating from the side.

Amazingly, with the exception of a few unopened spoons, the vast majority of men, women, and children all remembered their new names.

One by one, they stepped forward, took the leaf-wrapped food from the hands of the rice man, and sat around on the spot to divide it.

The indigenous people of Fuso eat fishy fish and berries from the island, and replenish their salt by licking the rocks along the shore all year round.

Therefore, our ordinary food, which is stained with the smell of fireworks in the world, seems to them to be a rare delicacy in the world.

In the days that followed, the distribution of meals by name twice a day, in the morning and evening, became the most solemn ritual of these natives.

They took the initiative to hunt sea fish and pick berries, which were delivered to the back kitchen in charge of the meal.

Competing to learn our fire-making, cooking, and even the wooden bowls and stone chips used to serve the meal, were prepared in private.

These seemingly chaotic and ignorant indigenous savages have become enlightened at a speed far beyond our imagination.

In three or two days, they have completely accepted their respective surnames, and consciously began to live in groups based on their surnames, completely abandoning the original way of living by drinking blood.

Perhaps, like the ancestors of our Han family, these savages have a hazy primitive concept that distinguishes them from beasts after the accumulation of countless generations of experience in their understanding of clans, bloodlines, rituals, diet, and farming, and there is only a thin veil between them and modern civilization.

Now that we have torn off this veil, these Fusang natives have had an epiphany.

Three days later, the food brought with them was exhausted.

After discussion, it was decided that I would lead Chunteng, Qin Chong, Guo Helmet and others to drive the boat to the big island in the northwest to purchase grain.

Brother Lin and several brothers from Liudao also made a Usu, and continued to pretend to be the official family of Hyuga Country, leading the indigenous people on the island to quarry and cut wood to build houses every day.

The Northwest Island is the territory of Kyushu and Inomaru, and it is also the first place where the sea ships of our Eastern Han Kingdom landed.

The rice, grass, mulberry and hemp that were widely cultivated in the Wuyue Central Plains were also brought to Fusang with the fleet of the Han Dynasty.

So when we abandon the ship and go ashore in an unnamed harbor, what we see in front of us is familiar.

The smoke of grass cooking, the rattan bridge in the paddy field, the indigenous people of Gebu Mai, the woodcutter carrying firewood, and the old woman who makes the grandson are the same as the scenery of the mountains and wilderness of our Han region.

But there is no writing here, there is no understanding of the ways of Confucius and Mencius, and the brilliance of the Buddha has not bathed this land.

The world is ignorant, the princes and kings are cruel and unkind, and the indigenous wealthy families in various places are becoming slaves.

Judging from the process of civilization and enlightenment, this Eastern Ying Kingdom is still in the late stage of the Yin Shang Dynasty.

Compared with the heyday of our Han Empire, it is more than a thousand years behind.

(End of chapter)

Shang and Buddha