The foundation of civilization is the survival of man, and civilization itself is the history accumulated after survival.

Now that it is still in the era of just beginning to accumulate, Chen Jian is just the beginning, and the rest still needs to be perfected by future generations.

Ancestor worship, how to sacrifice? That's a problem.

Don't say it's him, even those scholars in previous lives have made too many jokes. Confucius criticized Ji Sun's arrogance, saying that dancing in the court is tolerable, but it is unbearable. As a result, in later generations, a live TV ceremony of sacrificing Confucius made a dance of eight hundreds, which was simply the highest level of high-level black.

Sacrifice is a kind of ritual, and ritual, that is, the rule, is also the most suitable method to maintain the rule of slavery and aristocracy. Theoretically, you must be polite about what songs you should sing, what you should dance, what you should eat, and naturally there will be no disputes in the eternal line.

Anything is only right if it is adapted to the times, and you have to figure out who the ruling class of the times is, and adapt to them in order to pass it on. Some even if they seem to be excellent in later generations, but they do not adapt to the times, they can only be lonely in that era after all.

Yang Zhu's people are indefatigable, and if private property is inviolable, the world will be governed; Mo Zhai's virtuous and loving non-attack makes the world peaceful; These are all excellent in later generations, so that at that time, the words of the world were not Yang Jimo, but in the end, even a complete book was not left, and if it was born a thousand years later, the result would be different.

Therefore, Chen Jian can't be out of step with the times when he does these things, he doesn't know much about Gu Li, so he can only grope for the beginning, and list all the things he can think of, which is far more than Yu Qian'er calculated to build a house.

Besides, one person can't complete a system, and now the political status of the clansmen is only divided according to the elderly, the young, and the children, and the only thing that is a little special is him.

His current status is more akin to that of the primordial priest, as he is the only one who has dreamed of the guidance of the ancestors, and it now seems that the guidance of the ancestors has indeed made the life of the people better. Every time the days are better, the weight of the ancestral guidance in the hearts of the people becomes heavier.

So he doesn't have to discuss with his clan to do this, but how to do it needs to be discussed with his clansmen: if he says what the ancestors asked him to do in his dreams, it is equivalent to doing this thing, and if he wants to change it in the future, he will have to shake too many things.

There is no objection to sacrificing ancestors, because now there are basic conditions, there is enough time for leftover food, and there is no need to run around every day just to fill your stomach.

Early in the morning, they began to discuss, and after breakfast, they were still in a mess, but as a result, the matter of worshipping the ancestors was not discussed much, but a bunch of other things were discussed.

The clansmen are also tired these days, and want to take today's rest as a routine, and after some discussion, they decided to take a day off every ten days. Chen Jian said that if this is the case, then ten days and ten days, and one day off every ten days is called ten days off, which is used to wash and wash hair, frolick and play.

Another two races get together all day, there is no sexual taboo between different races, and it seems that many people have a spring heart, and they can do something they like by the way when they have a day.

In addition, Yu Qian'er also took her bark and told everyone that the moon would become round every twenty-nine days, saying that we can think of twenty-nine days as a month, and the tribesmen also thought it was good.

However, the clansmen insisted on treating the full moon as the first day, and Jian Chen had no choice but to agree for the time being. The lunar calendar is not so simple, because the cycle of the moon is not exactly twenty-nine days, so it is set so for the time being, and it will be changed in the future anyway.

Now it is not only the first day of the moon on the fifteenth, but even the months have changed. Some people say that it should be regarded as the first month from now on, which Chen Jian firmly opposes. Eventually, the grandmother came up with this compromise and set the months according to things that were closely related to life.

Last month was when the apricots were ripe, so it was called the apricot moon; After a few days, when the peaches are ripe, it is called the peach moon. Although it was still weird, Jian Chen still accepted it.

The saying of the apricot moon and peach moon was supposed to refer to flowers. It's just that in the eyes of the clansmen, flowers can't be eaten, apricots and peaches can be eaten, of course, they must be distinguished by fruits.

The aesthetic point of view has just separated the four concepts of edible, beautiful, easy to use, and strong, and now they cannot be required to do it in one step, and directly learn to take the scenery of red apricots out of the wall as a synonym for the month.

Beauty, at this time, the concept is probably huge, fat, delicious sheep, before there is nothing more attractive to the tribesmen, and the extended meaning is a kind of praise.

Over time, it has gradually evolved into a kind of compliment with a figurative meaning, praising you for your beauty, which means that seeing you is like seeing a big fat sheep when you are hungry, which is a concrete description of a feeling, and finally there is no pressure to survive, and there is a meaning of being beautiful and beautiful.

This is the biggest difference in the way of thinking between Chen Jian and the clansmen, aesthetics is something that changes with the times, and is finally integrated into the civilization system of an ethnic group, and it is impossible to do it in one step, but only to follow the meaning of the clansmen first.

These two strange proposals were finally painted on the bark by Yu Qian'er, and today is the last day of Xingyue, and tomorrow is the first day of the peach moon.

At the beginning of January, the house is enough for the clansmen, and the land will be prepared from the day after tomorrow.

Chen Jian is ready to use this ancestor worship as a drill, this seemingly formality can unite people's hearts, and at the same time, let the clansmen intuitively feel the changes in their lives.

Wait until autumn when the land is ploughed for a great festival, when he is ready to use clay pots and dried fish as a temptation to attract people from other tribes to watch.

Since it is determined that the ethnic group will become an agricultural civilization, then the major affairs of the country are in the agriculture and in the army. The sacrifice should be accompanied by a military color, and when the rest of the tribes come to watch, they will be deterred.

With this in mind, Chen Jian first took a few men who did not frolic and sing with the women of the Shi tribe by the river to a field at the bottom of the mountain.

The grass was cut down with a stone hoe, and a place where hundreds of people could stand, and a pit was dug at the front of the pillar, and a thick log was planted with a horizontal branch on it.

A few more pieces of wood were cut to make a simple place for the offerings, and stones were brought in to make two large circles to make a fire.

He tied up the cut grass with rope and carried it back, and when the tribesmen had returned in the afternoon, he prepared the sacrifice with the tribesmen.

Because of the last time the house was built, the clansmen thought that thirteen was a very lucky number, and they built thirteen rooms in thirteen days, and they were no longer afraid of wind and rain, which was a hint from the ancestors in the underworld, so the sacrifices were prepared for thirteen things.

A few months ago, thirteen sacrifices could make a clansman think about it, but now it's much simpler.

Sheep, deer, pigs, ducks, geese, and birds, this is the original simplified version of three animals and three birds. A clay pot of honey, a clay pot of tubers, a clay pot of seeds of various plants, a fish, a bow, a piece of fiber cloth, and a small room made of clay.

There are exactly thirteen things, mainly food, and the rest are life-changing items obtained after being guided by the ancestors.

After the agreement, the tribesmen immediately got busy, the piglet or something must not be killed, can only go out to hunt, if you can't catch it, use smoked cured meat.

The fish is simple, sink the wicker basket into the lotus pond, fill it with food, and soon catch a big one, put it in the wicker basket and tie it by the river.

The Gong people bent an extra-large one, wrapped with ochre-dyed strips of cloth at both ends, and two people held it and put it away very respectfully.

It seems to be a very cumbersome thirteen kinds of sacrifices, but there is no problem for the clansmen at this time, and some clansmen are also thinking, if they worship their ancestors a long time ago, what can they come up with?

In addition to these, Chen Jian and the women sewed fiber cloth to make the shape of various beasts, filled with grass, and dyed with stones or grass leaves and flowers in strange colors, using the imagination of the tribesmen.

The old grandmother, along with the stone and some older people, carefully drew the marks of their ancestors on a large fiber-cloth cloth with charcoal.

Chen Jian looked at the things piled up around him, and then looked at the busy clansmen, the fly in the ointment was that the men in the clan were still naked, and occasionally a few were draped with fiber cloths, which were also strange.

However, nettles and grass will soon be harvested, and by the time of the next sacrifice, they will be able to have a crown. The level of weaving fibers of the tribe has increased a little, and when finer twine appears, the cloth is not a problem.

After Wolf Skin and the others returned from hunting, Jian Chen discussed with the women and asked them to steam or roast the food for tomorrow's use.

The men followed Chen Jian to the river, Chen Jian carried out the pottery drum, covered it with pigskin, and knocked it twice, the tribesmen were startled, thinking that it was thundering, and they looked up at the sky.

When he knew that this was the sound of Chen Jian's drum, he was very curious, and he gathered around to beat it with a drumstick.

Some people thought that when Jian Chen was digging the toilet, he said that he would have the power of lightning and thunder in the future, and these people thought that this thing was dug out of the toilet.

Jian Chen explained for a long time, and then said the use of the drum.

After more than half a month of running-in, the clansmen were finally able to stand in line, although it was still uneven, but at least there would not be a situation where they didn't know where to stand.

After a rush of drums, the tribesmen immediately stood in three piles. Ten men with shields and stone axes were arranged in three columns; Empty-handed in groups of five, three in the first and two in the back; Those with bows and arrows were also lined up in a long line.

Jian Chen touched his heartbeat and counted the time to see when the team began to disperse, and after about five minutes, the team began to be chaotic.

Hurriedly knocked on a long, loud sound, which had been said before and dispersed.

After practicing seven or eight times, he gradually became proficient, and it was almost dark, and today was originally the day of the mid-year holiday, so Jian Chen let everyone disperse early.

The village in the evening was not the same as usual, and there was an atmosphere of anticipation and seriousness. Maybe it was because I was infected by today's preparations, or maybe I really felt the importance of the ancestors' guidance when I was sorting out the sacrifices, in short, I didn't have the usual frolic.

After dinner, the people sat by the fire, and the conversation somehow turned to life. In the words of the newly learned, who would have thought two months ago that they could live this life? Who would have thought that there would be days when they are tired of eating fish and don't want to eat fish?

The kind of grass that Jian Chen promised would fill the stomachs of the clansmen, although they couldn't see it yet, they felt that it was not far away. And this year is another big year, whether it is apricots, peaches, hazelnuts, pine nuts are harvested, it is a good year.

The moon on the first day of the new year is round, quietly shining on the village, the tribesmen point to the moon in the sky, say a good year in the absinthe, and listen to the sound of frogs.

Chen Jian took out the bone flute and played the simplest tune in the moonlight, no one said that he was out of tune, and the slightly deviated voice melted in the moonlight, which was particularly intoxicating.