"Taking over the position of patriarch is a major event, and the clan witch and all officials with more than 100 heads must go to the inauguration site to participate in the witness. They all know that you are sick, and I tell them that you are very irritable, always lose your temper for no reason, and when you get angry, you will be desperate to order killing. They are afraid of you, so I entrust me to take care of you, and by the way, I will say hello to you on their behalf. ”

Lu Qingxi smiled with emotion: "Speaking of which, it's all thanks to your father." The reason why they are like this is because of you, Father. ”

Lu Qingyuan's eyes widened with rage, and he struggled to straighten his upper body, but his wrists and ankles were fixed, and his hips were firmly stuck in the center of the bed hole, doomed to do so desperately and in vain. His bony chest heaved violently, and he let out a hoarse shout, "...... You...... What did you say? ”

"After getting the throne from your grandfather, you killed a lot of people." Lu Qingxi's smile was very sincere, and he didn't fake it at all: "The previous clan witch, the deputy captain of the three guards, seven thousand heads, more than thirty hundred heads, and other leaders of all sizes in the walled city...... I know that killing is a necessary means of consolidating power, and that's how you taught me as a child. Those who see different thoughts should all die, and those who want to seek the throne must be beheaded, and only the heads of the dead can have a deterrent effect on the living, so that they can obey and be honest...... Dear Father! Too many people have died at your hands. They have families, wives and children, and friends. They will grow, and the seeds of hatred will take root in their hearts, and now they have grown into towering trees. Do you think those seemingly obedient people are real henchmen? In fact, as long as they are given enough benefits, they will switch to my side. Food, women, power...... I'm not greedy for money, I can satisfy everything they want, and if I can't control everything even like this, then the world ...... Hehe, it must be a false and empty bastard world. ”

Lu Qingyuan no longer struggled, he stiffened, lay straight on the bed, looked at the small flying insect hovering in the air with empty eyes, and let out a desperate whimper: "It turns out ...... You all want me to die......"

"Don't think so badly of everybody." Lu Qingxi sneered: "Many people don't know, they just don't like you, but they don't really hate you." Because of this, I can use "sickness" as an excuse to keep them out. ”

After a pause, he turned around and picked up the cup that was on the table next to him: "Come on, it's time for you to drink the medicine." ”

From "you" to "you", the tone transition is natural and very fluid.

Lu Qingyuan looked at him with old eyes, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why didn't you just kill me?" ”

"That's going to make people see the flaws." Lu Qingxi said lightly: "After all, you are the patriarch, there are many ways to kill people, it is really too much to cut off your head and dig out your heart, and you can be seen at a glance that you died of murder." It's different when you're sick, there's no scars on the outside of your body, and no one knows how you died. Only then will I be able to take your place as the new king of the stag. ”

He then smiled self-deprecatingly: "Do you think that I put so much effort into making this special bed for you just for fun?" Lie like this forever! It's a great medicine, it's mild, and it takes a lot of drinks to take effect, so your bones don't turn black and no one can see what's wrong. What's more, it will make you close your eyes unconsciously, without pain, without struggle, and comfortable. ”

“…… You...... Darn...... The rebel son ......" Lu Qingyuan let out a painful scream.

"You're to blame for it all." Lu Qingxi didn't get angry, his tone was very formal and plain: "If you had handed over the throne to me earlier, these things would not have happened." By the way, I'll tell you one more thing: the second brother is dead. Last night, the maid found his body in the bathtub. The second brother can only use the bathtub for bathing, and he can't move when he sits in it, so it is estimated that he accidentally slipped and drowned in the basin. So, now you only have one son, me. ”

"It's you! You killed him! Lu Qingyuan's voice trembled and hurried. He had never been more sober and saw everything clearly.

"Yes, I did it, but so what?" Lu Qingxi smiled brightly and brightly, extremely naturally: "The news that you ordered to send troops last time was also that I gave the Niu people a blow, and it was I who asked them to kill the eldest brother and not release him back." There is only one throne, and the fewer people who get in the way, the better. ”

Lu Qingxi is no longer what he used to be.

Intrigue and intrigue can make people grow rapidly, especially the murder of fathers, which tests a person's patience and cruelty. It doesn't take too long to go from a good young man to a madman, not to mention that Lu Qingxi is not a good person in the first place.

"It's time for you to drink your medicine." He leaned over the cup again.

"Get out!" Lu Qingyuan can't wait to devour the life in front of him alive, and cut it with a thousand knives.

Lu Qingxi smiled contemptuously, slapped his father twice with his backhand, turned his left hand upward, clasped his father's cheek with huge finger force, forcibly pressed the joint between the mandible and the skull, forced Lu Qingyuan to open his mouth, and then poured the cup over and poured all the liquid deep into his throat.

……

When Fu arrived at Buck City, Lu Qingyuan was already dead.

Lu Qingxi inherited the throne as soon as possible, and was recognized by the clan witch and several other important figures. What is lacking at the moment is just a ceremony, a formality.

Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for an ordinary village leader like Fu to meet the patriarch. But he is an exception, on the one hand, because Lu Qingxi once went to Panshi Village with the help of Fu, and on the other hand, Lu Qingxi has just succeeded to the throne, even if he pretends to be, he must set an example of being close to his subordinates.

Mainly because of the relationship on the first floor, the meeting place was arranged in a small room in the City Lord's Mansion.

Closing the door, Fu fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop", crying and crying: "King, help!" ”

He cried out with a handful of snot and tears to explain the matter, although the pronunciation of the words was not very clear, Lu Qingxi still basically understood what Fu wanted to express.

"Ah Hao defeated the Pig people, and his small village now has a population of more than 10,000 and has been upgraded to a city?"

"He's the city lord now?"

"They're building roads, and they're not willing to trade last year's price for fabric?"

"He's going to kill you?"

The shocking news one after another blew Lu Qingxi into a daze.

Killing his father is a big deal, and Lu Qingxi, who is in a state of conspiracy, rarely pays attention to news from the outside world. He knew that a war had broken out between Panshizhai and the Pig people, but he had no interest in the outcome of the victory. After all, it is difficult to deliver information in this barbaric world, there is no telephone telegram, and there is no network. Stag City is far away from Panshi Village, and it is two different tribes, and few people go out in the cold winter, and spring is the season when everyone is busy farming. If it weren't for the news that Fu brought this time, I'm afraid it would be a long time before we knew about these things.

Fu looked at Lu Qingxi with expectant eyes: "King, what should I do now?" ”

Lu Qingxi thought for a long time.

“…… Sell the cloth to Ah Hao! He spoke very slowly, half of his body was shrouded in shadows, his eyes were lowered to the ground, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "Just according to the price he said...... Sell it......"

"The King...... This...... How does this work? Fu's face was full of hurt and shocked expressions, and he stammered, unable to say a word after the words.

"It's just a little cotton, nothing that can't be done." Lu Qingxi quickly recovered his form. He raised his head, exuding the majesty that a new king should have: "The Niu people are good at fighting, and the quality of their weapons is unparalleled in the world. Do you think the king should go to war with them over this matter? Or to take care of your face and interests, send an army of tens of thousands to attack Rock City? Don't forget, we went out last year, or did my eldest brother lead the team, and the result? The head is broken and the blood flows, and the army is annihilated......"

Fu opened his mouth, his expression of disbelief gradually faded on his face, and sorrow and pain became dominant: "King, the food in Zuo Suozhai has not been enough to eat, if the price given by the Niu people is followed, someone will starve to death!" ”

"That's your own problem." The light shrouded Lu Qingxi's young side face, and he looked at Fu who was kneeling on the ground with disgust: "Who told you not to grow grain, but only cotton?" The last time I went to Zuo Suozhai, I specifically warned you to be careful. The price of cotton cloth is certainly more expensive than the price of grain, but your stockade is not in a good position, and if something goes wrong in this regard, no one can help you. ”

Hearing this last sentence, Fu didn't hesitate for a second, and immediately leaned down, tapping his forehead heavily on the ground, making a dull sound.

"Ask the king to help me, I am willing to exchange all the cotton cloth in Zuo Suozhai for food." His hoarse voice sounded very poignant: "I want food, only food for our deer people." ”

Looking down at Fu who was kneeling on the ground condescendingly, Lu Qingxi was expressionless and said coldly: "It's the spring famine season, where is the surplus food for you?" Besides, this kind of thing has always been solved by the walled cities themselves. If you feel that the Ox people give little, you can try your luck with the Leo people. Although they will also lower the price, they are not as ruthless as the Niu people after all. ”

With that, he got up from his chair and turned to leave.

Fu knelt on the ground alone, looking at the half-sun-shaded floor in front of him, thoughtfully.

……

A few days later, news came from the border: Fu took all the people of Zuo Suozhai to take refuge in Rock City.

Lu Qingxi sat on the spacious and cold throne, casually put aside the animal skin documents that informed the news, stood up, paced unhurriedly, and slowly walked to the window, looking at the leafy scenery outside.

How could Rock City not be short of cloth?

That is, Fu's brainless guy will be intimidated by Tianhao's verbal threats.

He also didn't want to think about it, in a city of tens of thousands of people, everyone had to dress and eat, which was the top priority that he had to solve as a city lord. In fact, in Lu Qingxi's view, it is simpler to solve the problem of eating than to solve the problem of dressing. After all, there are many sources of food, and it is summer, wild vegetables and fruits are everywhere in the mountains, not to mention that Rock City is not far from the sea, and the abundant fish catch is enough to make up for the food shortage.

Speaking of clothes...... If you don't have cloth, you're left with two options. Either animal skins or leaves.

Hmph, even if you kill all the beasts around Rock City, I'm afraid you won't be able to make that many skins.

As for the leaves...... It's just a man wearing a rope around his waist, but if he were a woman, it would be a very beautiful scenery just thinking about it.

A bunch of black butts.

Tianhao is a very powerful guy. He has a great appetite, and it can be seen from his attitude towards the pig people that this is an ambitious figure. He wanted to swallow Zuo Suozhai, but it was inconvenient to send troops for some reason, at least for now. So he deliberately intimidated Fu and forced Fu to find a way out by exchanging food at a low price.

What can a village leader with a thousand people do to change the world?

He can only call for help from the king of the clan.

I don't want to care about this kind of thing at all, I'm too lazy to care, and I don't dare to care.

Lu Qingxi had made a secret alliance with Tianhao, and he had too many handles in Tianhao's hands. For example, using poison to kill his biological father, Tianhao knows every link in it.

Hehe, he's my teacher, my ally, and maybe even a partner.

Only a fool would send troops to help Fu consolidate the peace of Zuo Zhai.

Only a fool would help Fu solve the food problem.

Only a fool would always plot to destroy Rock City and kill the young city lord.

Of course, the last one is actually Lu Qingxi's true thoughts.

But he didn't have the guts, nor did he have the strength to execute and finish.

The dead father did not try, but failed, and his fate was miserable, sacrificing his two sons, and the crown was also worn on the head of the young son.

Since Tianhao wants Zuo Suozhai so much, let him take it.

If that's not enough to satisfy his appetite, I can give up more. As long as you have that ability, all the villages on the border can give it to you.

This is a plan that Lu Qingxi has considered for a long time. To do this, he was willing to give up a population of 10,000 to 20,000.

Only a firm grip on Stag City is key.

I'm a new king after all, and I have too many covetous eyes to hide in the shadows.

I understand why my father killed people on a large scale back then, only the heads of dead people can shock the living. Especially those who have already received the benefits and have been bought by me early, their greed even the gods will shake their heads and sigh when they see it. The reason why these guys supported me as the new king was because they wanted to suck my blood, eat my flesh, and finally squeeze me alive.

I have to take control of the army.

I had to get strong help.

Rock City is a strong ally for me.

A few villages on the border are regarded as gifts from me to Ah Hao.

Even if he wants more, I'm willing to give.

Do you want my wife?

Or a son?

No problem!

I dare to kill my own father, what else do I dare not do?

I just want power.

I'm going to be the true king of the stag!