E Yue didn't want to make this deal, whether it was not borrowed or exchanged, not many of those slaves in Xia Cheng would live until next year, and in the long run, Xia Cheng's development would be slower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Chen Jian took this victory and went directly to borrow food, and E Yue could only pinch his nose and admit it, for the time being, he didn't want to have trouble with Xia Cheng, especially after hearing all about the battle of Yangguan.

Early the next morning, Shu Jiu went to Xia City with his clansmen and some jade gifts, and at the same time sent an envoy to Yangguan to congratulate Jian Chen.

Chen Jian stayed in Yangguan for a few days in the name of cleaning up the battlefield, paying tribute to his fellow clans who died in the battle of Yangguan, and looking forward to the arrival of the first snow.

On the twenty-seventh day of November, the wind that blew for several days finally brought the first winter snow of the year.

Soon there were many footprints leading to Yangguan on the snow-white earth, and several tribes who had been instigated by Chen Jian to do slave trading sent some people to congratulate Chen Jian, looking at the heads of people piled up outside the city, Jingguan was shocked and inexplicable.

Jian Chen comforted them and gave them a few wounded horses for food, inviting them to go to Xia City with them.

These people had already heard about the grandeur of Xia Cheng when they were trading slaves, and they had already wanted to go and see it, but since Jian Chen had invited, they were also happy to go.

After the snow, Jian Chen also waited for Eyue's messenger, and it was estimated that the number nine would arrive in Xia City the day after tomorrow.

In fact, hundreds of people and more than 1,000 slaves spent a lot of food in Yangguan, but Chen Jian had to wait until it snowed before he could go back, and he had to wait until the people celebrating in Echeng arrived before leaving.

Because the position of the head of the council was only the first snow, after a year's development, the opposition has become much smaller, but he still wants to create a magical atmosphere, and it has been delayed until after the snow.

On the last day of November, only 80 garrisons and a few wounded were left in Yangguan, and a team of hundreds of people escorted more than 1,000 prisoners of war, followed by dozens of small tribes who had come to celebrate.

There were no footprints on the way back, dozens of riders opened the way in front, Chen Jian rode in a chariot, and a few more prisoners died along the way, and the soldiers of Xia Cheng lamented that it was a pity to have more than a thousand catties of corn, and burned them to prevent the plague.

As they approached Xia Cheng, the footprints on the snow gradually increased, and many tribes took advantage of the snow to use small climbing plows to transport a large amount of dry firewood outside the city, and when they saw this procession from afar, they cheered, put down their axes to cut trees, and ran to the side of the road, looking curiously at those who had been captured and who did not look like them.

Chen Jian stopped the procession and asked the already tired soldiers to regroup, and the drummers and flutes who had been idle all the way also began to play and beat, and specially selected some horses of the same color for the riders in front of them to ride.

When the procession approached the city gate, it ruined the atmosphere that Chen Jian could create for returning victoriously, and many people looked at the city that had not been seen for a month and cheered loudly, and talked loudly with the people who greeted them outside the city, if it were not for the restraint of the military judge, I was afraid that the team would have dispersed.

The original solemnity was gone, but this did not affect the excitement and support of the people in the city, and the council that received the news prepared a hot soup meal in the open space outside the city as usual.

The leaders of these councils felt a little in a trance, it had just snowed, it was when the original agreement expired, it seemed that there was a destiny in the dark, in fact, it was the result of Chen Jian's deliberate delay in Yangguan, winter, it must snow.

The leaders looked at Chen Jian standing in the carriage, and some of the older people who directly called Chen Jian by name also changed their names and called him Ji Xia.

Among the crowd of onlookers, Shu Jiu was also among them, standing with several leaders, greeting Chen Jian from a distance, and then looking for his son with his eyes.

She followed behind the chariot, riding a white horse with a few falls, and scratching her palm, but she didn't say a word. At this time, riding on the horse, trying his best to keep his body straight, the number nine looked at his son with satisfaction and relief, and his heart was very satisfied.

Chen Jian beat the drum to stop the procession, first took the people of the council to the sacrificial hall to worship the ancestors, announced this great victory to the ancestors, and then put the wolf's tail Daxu snatched back from Shishan and the golden skull brought back by the white horse from the grassland in the sacrificial hall and became trophies.

Then the drums in the city sounded, and the first tribal assembly of the summer city since the beginning of winter was held outside the city, and most of the rest came outside the city, except for those who stayed behind to guard the slaves.

First, a sacrificial passage was recited about the process of this victory over the enemy, and these words were painted on the bark of a tree and burned by fire, and then the potters of the tribe carved these events on clay tablets as a kind of primitive historical record.

As the recorder of this tribal meeting, Hongyu, who wrote the most words in the tribe, recorded the process of the entire tribal meeting with a brush and more than 180 words and some drawings commonly used in Xia Cheng, and then handed it over to the potter to fire after writing.

In addition to the course of the war, a lot of miscellaneous items were recorded, which will be history, at least in the future.

"Month, day, Yangguan...... Beheading...... Capture...... Return ......"

"Echeng is Ji Xiahe, offering a pair of jade bibs, three jade cows, a pair of jade wrenches, wooden lacquer bowls, silk silk, and a lot of wine. The mountains and forests sacrificed a few sheep, the alliance did not rebel, sought the method of planting wheat, moved to Yangguan as a wild people, learned the Xia city language, kept the rules of the summer city, and Ji Xia agreed. ”

Watching the red fish rack his brains to record the last word, Chen Jianxin said that fortunately he got the brush out in advance, if the text is mature in the future, it is best to get the paper out first, otherwise rely on the knife to carve the wooden Jane, so as to avoid having to speak in a small way, and can come up with tens of thousands of different meanings without explaining a word. The article can see the mark of the times, the more troublesome the writing, the writer generally does not know the number of words, because it is too tiring to write, and if it is not for his own sideways, according to the normal historical process, on the pottery plate and copper tripod lettering, a few crosses are enough to tell the rise and fall of an empire.

The number nine who offered the gift was on the left side of the banquet, and the two mountain and forest tribes became a member of Xia City after making an oath, and they could only be mixed with the wild tribes, and it was not their turn to be in the innermost position, and these people living in Xia City were the real ruling class.

When several leaders held the corn wine in the pottery cup to celebrate Chen Jian, Chen Jian got up and said: "Half a year ago, I was elected by you as the leader of the council. It had snowed the other day, and today is a good day, as the Ancestors have sheltered the enemies we have defeated, and it is time for us to elect a new Council leader. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers who had been promised half of the grain that the slaves had cultivated for three years were promised by Chen Jian shouted: "It's Ji Xia!" ”

"That's right, this time he took 600 of us to defeat more than 2,000 people from the steppe tribes, and brought back so many slaves, we don't believe anyone except him!"

"Ji Xia! Ji Xia! ”

The soldiers shouted loudly, and none of the leaders sang against each other at this time, the development of Xia Cheng was obvious to all, plus this big victory, and it coincided with the snow, no one could say anything, and they all shouted with the soldiers.

There was almost no opposition, this time all passed, and after going through the ceremony again, Jian Chen got up and said, "In this case, I still have a few proposals. In the future, we will plant wheat beans and corn again, and Yu Qian'er told me a few days ago that if we plant wheat beans and corn in rotation, we can harvest three times in two years. How should this land be planted, it must be distributed by the chief, and one year is not enough, so I suggest that the position of the leader be elected once every two years in the future. ”

The people below knew the news for the first time, including the number nine, and they didn't think about it, Chen Jian explained it to everyone on the spot, and everyone suddenly realized that they praised Xia Cheng's business.

Shujiu was also extremely excited, the reason was very simple, it would make sense as soon as she thought about it, but what Jian Chen said was perfect, including how to plant and how to rotate, these were all things she had never thought about before.

Chen Jian's proposal was also quickly passed, and the leader of Xia Cheng was elected once every two years in the future, and the leader of Xia Cheng was the military leader, and the right to start a war needed to be discussed by the council, and the leader was solely responsible for leading the army to fight.

This is the most acceptable excuse that Chen Jian can come up with, the era of heavy industry requires a unified plan of five to ten years, and the two-year plan of the era of rotational agriculture is also the most reasonable cycle.

Raising the scepter of power again, Jian Chen said a second proposal.

"Xia Cheng is no longer a scattered tribe, now there are six divisions, there are various officials, Xia Cheng's affairs can no longer be managed by the leader alone, there are too many things to discuss in the council, such as raising horses and planting these, there must always be a special person in charge."

Several leaders were shocked in their hearts, for fear that Chen Jian would say that the clan leader was no longer a member of the council, if that was the case, they would definitely oppose it vigorously, Chen Jian was still speaking, and several leaders had already glanced at each other, and said in their hearts that even if they annoyed Ji Xia, they would oppose it.

But Chen Jian changed his words and said: "But Xia City was built by our tribes after all, and the head of the tribe must be a member of the council, this will not change, lest some tribesmen become officials and favor their own tribes, don't you say?" ”

"That's right! If you want me to say that Si Xiangji can enter the council, she can enter the council. ”

"That is, Mai Guan can also ......"

"Xia Cheng is no longer the tribe that used to live in caves, and some things are indeed not as clear as those officials."

During the discussion, Jian Chen smiled and said, "Do you remember that our four clans just migrated to Caohe? At that time, it took us thirteen days to build thirteen rooms, and the number thirteen was about the favorite number of our ancestors, and I suggested that you choose thirteen more people to enter the council. ”

"Thirteen people, you can't divide it in half, if there is something everyone quarrels about, there must be support and opposition, and there will not be the same number of people."

"These thirteen people, like the leader, are elected every two years, and they are just members of the council, and they can do whatever they need to do on weekdays."

"And the leaders of each tribe must be members of the council, after the old leader retires, the new leader will naturally be replaced, this does not need to be elected."

The tribal leaders are fixed, and the remaining council members are elected by the people to divide the power. Whether the leader is hereditary or elected, it has nothing to do with Xia Cheng, as long as he is the leader, he automatically has the right to deliberate; The thirteen selected individuals who do not do well are replaced after two years.

For Xia City, which has a small population, this method of power distribution can not only concentrate power, but also weaken the presence of the clan leader. It is not that Chen Jian thinks that this kind of council is a good way to argue, but that it is difficult for the tribe to immediately accept the change from tribal democracy to urban dictatorship.

The development of external things changes the way people think, but it takes a long process and there is no urgency. (To be continued.) )