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The autumn wind blew onto the hard city wall, and I had to climb the wall with great effort and scrape through the cracks in the female wall. Blowing through the sweaty faces of some of the brick-laying slaves on the city walls, it blew into a wide field in the middle of the city. If the autumn breeze had a heart, it would have known that in previous years there were many missing hills. So it blew unhindered to the mountain overgrown with sycamores, blowing down many sycamores.

The sycamore fell, and was quickly picked up by a child's hand to be stuffed into a small mouth.

"Tan Jiu, don't eat it. This year, King Tongzi said that he would keep the seedlings and plant them in the whole city next year. I'll take you to the kitchen when you get hungry, and today I saw the queen go to the kitchen to cook, and we will have something delicious when we go." ”

"Oh."

I couldn't tell if I was happy or disappointed, and after soaking a lot of saliva, the sycamore was thrown into a rattan basket. Then he squeezed and tossed a pile of paulownia for a long time, and then was poured into a small square paved with stone slabs, and a large pile of paulownia was spread out to dry.

The child laughed and ran to the kitchen, and the magnetic voice of a young man came to his ears: "When the new city is built, all the tribes involved in the construction of the city can share a certain percentage of the houses in the city according to their merits." Originally, I wanted to give it to the people who built the city, but when I thought that it would be unfair to the others who were sticking to their respective tribes, I had to give it to their respective tribes. While this may create greater injustice, it cannot be managed. ”

In the council hall in front of the cave, there are also stone carvings of two baby elephants carved by two stone hammers at the door, and the civil officials have temporarily determined to work here. Now there are a lot of desks in it, and people from various civil departments are crowded here.

Wang Chuan spread out a plan map of the royal city, pointed at it, and told the core ministers his thoughts. But this time, he was opposed by many people, including Spirit.

"Why? We have produced so many iron tools, chariots, and meat, why should we give them the city we have built? ”

"Besides, we've done our part."

Wang Chuan said: "Reason one, this is the royal city, not the city of the River tribe. It is impossible for the royal city to be inhabited only by the people of the River tribe. The second reason is that these people also paid. In other words, we give more than them, but most of the city is still inhabited by us, and we only divide a small part, which means that they pay more than us, and we still earn. Now that you are officials of the dynasty, you can no longer limit yourself to the River Tribe. I'm still thinking that in the future, these streets will be named after these dead and wounded. In the future, even those who have outstanding merit can do the same. Except for officials above the centurion. ”

was reprimanded, and everyone was silent. Hearing that everyone mentioned a little interest in the middle, and the credit can be marked as a road name, how many people will be remembered in the future? But when I heard the last sentence, I lost interest. It's all centurion and above. This statement has nothing to do with them.

Everyone can see that after the city was built, the king was different from the past. His gaze was really not limited to the River Tribe, but to all the subjects of the surrounding 100,000 square kilometers.

Now the laborers who came to build the city have basically returned home, returning to the autumn harvest and hunting for animals. When these people left, Wang Chuan arranged from far and near, and each of them brought enough rations to eat on the road, and after that, each person also had a big bag of salt. At this moment, hundreds of thousands of catties of grain and tens of thousands of catties of salt were thrown out. In Wang Chuan's words, you can't ask these people who have worked hard for more than half a year to gnaw on the bark on the way home, and they don't even have snacks to coax their children when they return home, right?

That's it. Before they dispersed, they counted the iron tools and found that more than a thousand were missing. Bark and other ministers wanted to take people to search, but Wang Chuan stopped them, saying that they must be needed to take these, and the dynasty does not lack such a few iron tools, and these iron tools may be able to grow a few acres of land and build an additional suite if they are left in the hands of people who need them. Everyone has worked hard for a year, and it is also necessary to ask for an iron tool.

Wang Chuan behaved like this, and as a result, when these laborers were about to disperse, Wang Chuan stood on the city wall and was praised by thousands of people, and everyone was reluctant to leave for a long time. Some people say that they will go back to finish the autumn harvest and come back to help the king build a city. The scene was so touching that it was a mess.

"So which piece are we going to give them?" In the conference hall, everyone knew that Wang Chuan had made up his mind, so they could only retreat to the second, hoping to set aside the worse position. Give away your own territory for nothing, even if you don't say it, who wouldn't feel distressed?

Wang Chuan said: "Don't draw alone. We randomly gave them a percentage of the house. In other words, they may be your neighbors. ”

After the city was founded, Wang Chuan had a very simple understanding. That is what later generations said about the destiny of heaven, but in fact, they are all boasting, without these hard-working people, the so-called destiny is not a fart.

Before the city was built, Wang Chuan still had a lot of scheming to use on the surrounding tribes, and what the people said before was really just lip service. In Wang Chuan's previous opinion, without waiting for his students to grasp the power of implementation of various ministries, those tribes were not people. But after this project, he changed his mind.

These people are too simple. For the sake of the so-called Shenlong and his unworthy king, they worked day and night, doing their best, without regrets. Injuries and illnesses inevitably occurred during the project, and after they had injuries and illnesses, they did not think about seeking medical treatment, let alone blackmail claims, they were worried about whether they would affect the construction of the royal city after they left.

In order to ensure the construction of the royal city, they did not say anything about hardship, and they worked hard without complaint. With a pair of hands that can only slash and kill wild beasts, he learned to turn over the slurry and mud, and build walls.

Although they are more ignorant, their starting point is more ridiculous in the eyes of posterity. But Wang Chuan couldn't take advantage of them because of their simplicity and conscience.

Therefore, Wangcheng has their share. Although this part may not necessarily fall into the hands of each of them, Wang Chuan must at least let them know what he has done for them. That's why some streets are named after some of them. The house in the royal city may not fall on their heads, but this one will not be ignored no matter what.

Eventually, Wang Chuan planned to establish schools in the major tribes to educate their children. Let their children have a day of success. Building schools everywhere is a plan that Wang Chuan has long had, but if it weren't for the city, this plan might have been delayed for a few years. But now Wang Chuan feels that this winter is about to begin.

The process of building a city is a process of labor, but in fact it is also a process of assimilation. The royal city was built by them, so that they naturally had a natural affinity for the later dynasty. In the process of building the city, their biggest entertainment was to watch shadow puppet plays, and the shadow puppet shows basically told the story of Wang Chuan leading the rise of the river tribe. These stories are equivalent to giving Wang Chuan excellent publicity. In the end, they lived with the people of the River tribe during this time, and before they knew it, many habits were changed by the people of the river tribe. For example, don't defecate in the open, keep yourself clean and try to be free of lice, cut your hair short on hot days, and so on.

With these, Wang Chuan couldn't help but treat them as his subjects.

Of course, being good to them is one thing, for the sake of the future integration of the hundred tribes, but we can't give them the opportunity to hold together, so they have to be scattered and live in the city. Even after the other tribes established villages and towns, Wang Chuan would mix them with sand and distribute the slaves who had completed the three-year period among them. That would be further assimilation.

The city walls were now erected, and many hills in the city were bulldozed. The appearance of a city is basically out.

In Wang Chuan's planning, Wangcheng is divided into ten vertical and nine horizontal, a total of 19 streets, and the streets are planted with plane trees. The city left a martyr's cemetery, a mountain from the Shenlong Temple to the cave, and built the Shenlong Park. To the east of the park are royal palaces and royal gardens such as the East Lake, which is called West Lake. In the area in front of the palace, there was an office area for civil officials and an office area for military generals. The rest of the area, except for the north side for later development, was built into the east and west markets, residential areas, schools, research institutes, hospitals, military camps in the city, factories, and so on.

The original plan did not plan for other tribes' homes, so it happened to build an additional house in the North District.

This change only kept Wang Chuan busy until it was dark. Waiting for the oil lamp to be lit, Ke gave Wang Chuanduan a bowl of unpalatable food. After working for a long time and eating a bowl of something that he didn't know what it was and didn't know what it was, Wang Chuan couldn't cry or laugh. This queen has no talent for reading, so doesn't she have any talent for cooking?

Seeing Ke standing next to him with a red face and waiting for praise, Wang Chuan looked down at the paste in the bowl again, and couldn't help but feel a little incredulous.

Soon after the river tribe came from Wangchuan, it was cooked by pregnant women. Since then, the tribe has expanded, but this has not changed much. And pregnant women are expensive with their children, and they often get angry at work, and the pigs don't eat the things they cook, but people have no way to complain. As a result, the girls of the River tribe now have nowhere to learn to cook, so the things they cook when they first enter the kitchen are particularly unpalatable. Over time, this has formed a strange custom of the River tribe: when a newlywed-woman is pregnant, she doesn't tell her man, she first cooks a bowl of food for her man, which is equivalent to telling her man that she is pregnant. However, in the custom, the more unpalatable the bowl of food, the better.

Ke learned to cook in the Yiren tribe, and his cooking skills are not too bad. Recently, she also helped cook the city. This bowl of such an unpalatable mush, doesn't it say?

Wang Chuan swallowed a mouthful of food, got up and hugged Ke, and tried not to press her stomach: "Really? ”

"Hmm!" Ke nodded, full of pride in being a mother.

Wang Chuan has been a human being for two lifetimes, but it is the first time he has a child of his own, and he is really excited. But the bitterness in his mouth made him still can't help but ask, "What is it cooked in?" So unpalatable? ”

Ke said proudly: "I put a lot of wild onions and dodder seeds. ”

These are all aphrodisiac nourishing things, Wang Chuan lamented in his heart: This is to murder his husband.