"Young man, you are very smart, and I think your third condition should not be very expensive. Hehe, you are always like this, leaving the easiest and simplest at the end, and the complex and difficult at the front. Wu Peng, who was in a relaxed mood, laughed.

"Please appoint a few priests to Panshi Village." Tianhao said solemnly: "Panshi Village needs the blessing of the gods, a good year with good wind and rain, and peace and security from the threat of foreign races...... All of this requires the help of a sorcerer. ”

This is part of Tianhao's vast plan.

As the scale of Panshizhai continues to expand, the series of problems brought about by the increasing population will only become more complex. At present, there are only three witch walkers in the village, Wu Xing, father and son, plus Tianhao, and he himself also has to serve as the leader. Overlapping powers work well in small-scale villages, but with the increasing population and complicated affairs, Tianhao simply does not care about exercising his role as a shaman.

There are many things that a shaman can do. One of the most important is education.

Children in the village must be educated. Starting from the most basic texts, the comprehensive courses in the middle and late stages include basic concepts of animals and plants, climate observation, crop cultivation, animal domestication, etc...... Most of the means of disseminating knowledge are oral, and drawing on the ground and clay tablet teaching complement each other. Students with excellent character and academic performance will be selected to become new candidates for the Witch Walker. In addition to this, the most important part of their daily learning is to communicate with the gods.

Wu Xing taught Tianhao how to communicate with the gods.

There are many gods, more than one. They rule over every corner of the world, from the thunder and lightning in the sky, to the humble ants at your feet, from the wind in your ears, to the excrement that is excreted from your body every day, everything is ruled by the gods. The god of heaven, the god of the great, the god of the earth, the god of power, the god of deceit, the god of harvest, the god of darkness...... In Tianhao's view, this is actually the origin of mysticism in the barbarian era when human beings could not understand many phenomena in the natural world and could only be explained by gods. A "wise man" like himself who has knowledge, culture, and ideals in the era of civilization should not, and will never be, be fooled.

All mysticism is a cow, a ghost, a snake, and a god.

Defeat witches and gods, and use scientific methods to break superstitions.

This slogan is so familiar, and it is still carried out by the hearts of the people after the polishing of time. It's like stabbing yourself in the thigh with an awl when your brain is chaotic, and then drinking a large cup of strong coffee without sugar and milk, the whole person instantly comes to his senses.

It's one thing to understand many things, but it's another thing to actually face them.

The Rock Village needs shamans, and only in this way can the rulers of Thunderhorn and Blackhorn be reassured. After all, it was too far away from these two cities, and Tianhao had shown excellent ruler abilities in many successive battles. There may be no one in the rock village who is jealous, but there is no guarantee that they will be suspicious from the upper echelons. Tianhao was very willing to accept the supervision of the appointed priests from Thunderhorn City, sincerely.

What's more, Zhan Jianhua said when he was dying: There are gods and spirits in this world.

What exactly does this mean?

Tianhao was puzzled.

He felt that this was an illusion deliberately created by a dying person desperately trying to survive at the last moment. But subconsciously, he was full of doubts.

Tianhao didn't want to get an answer from Zhan Jianhua. That man was cunning, and his careful mind set traps everywhere. If he hadn't taken the lead and arranged such a repertoire for him, the result of his honesty would definitely be that he died inexplicably...... After all, Zhan Jianhua knows more about this barbaric world than himself, and no one knows his past or how long he really lived.

"No problem." The old national teacher made no secret of his admiration for this young man. It can be seen that Tianhao is not confused by power, he knows how to be proportionate, and he knows how to be humble. This kind of lower-level official, who has the ability and brains and knows how to advance and retreat, and puts himself in the right position anytime and anywhere, is most favored by the rulers. Not only do they not threaten their position, but they are also willing to share the worries of those above them.

"Now let's talk about the loom of the deer people!" In Wu Peng's opinion, the three conditions are actually not a big deal, they do not exceed his bottom line, and are even far higher than the reward that should be given to Tianhao in his imagination.

People who know how to be high are worth wooing, especially if this is a guy with a flexible brain and a lot of tricks.

A mere Lu Qingdong is nothing at all in Wu Peng's opinion. As long as you can get the technology of the deer people, even if you cut off the heads of a hundred princes, in Wu Peng's eyes, it is just a sentence, simple and unremarkable.

Tianhao took out a rolled animal skin from his arms and slowly unfolded it in front of Niu Weibang and Wu Peng.

The simplified version of the Jenny spinning machine is not much different from the one in history. It also relies on the wheel axle to rotate and pull the cotton yarn, and concentrate the cotton thread on the rotating spindle. As a simplified version, Tianhao removed half of the eight spindles on the prototype, leaving only four.

In order to gain power, Lu Qingxi would rather give anything in exchange. He didn't think that the deer people's textile technology would help him. The first time he took the leader of Zuo Suozhai to Panshi Village, when his identity was revealed, in order to survive, Lu Qingxi used the secrets of the Lu clan as an exchange chip, and explained them to Tianhao one by one.

The loom of the deer clan has five spindles, and as long as the mechanical infrastructure is roughly the same, it doesn't really matter if there is one more or less. Tianhao will not come up with a perfect loom version, and will have to leave a way back for himself at all times. The Niu clan has stationed a large number of secret agents within the deer clan, which confirms that if the loom drawings they take out are super efficient, not only will they not get a reward from the top of the Niu clan, but they will cause trouble for themselves.

Wu Peng's thirst for deer technology is no longer a day or two. He himself is constantly delving into it. He immediately took the hide, stuffed a few pieces of wood into the fire, turned on the light, bent over, and looked carefully at the compositional lines on the hide with indescribable satisfaction and expectation.

"It's a whimsical idea, it's truly incredible!" The old national teacher continued to exclaim: "Look here, this gear has a very big role, it plays the role of connecting the upper and lower axles. In fact, we have been improving the loom all along, but no one has thought of adding a gear in this position...... Also, by changing the spindle horizontally to vertically upright, you can save space and install more spindles on the rack. ”

This drawing is real and cannot be faked.

The experienced Wu Peng quickly recognized this. When he reluctantly left the drawing, the smile on his face became thicker than before, and his appreciation and respect for Tianhao also reached an unprecedented height.

"You cunning little fellow, no wonder you are willing to share the merits of this battle with others." The old national teacher was in a happy mood, he leaned out his upper body, stretched out his hand and patted Tianhao on the shoulder hard, and sighed with emotion and relief: "Starting from my master's master, for many years, we have always wanted to get the textile technology of the deer clan, and it has not really become a reality until today...... Ah Hao, compared to this, the three conditions you just mentioned are not worth mentioning. So be it! I'm in charge, you, Guangsheng, and Jianping, you can all get a surname this time. ”

……

Leaving the patriarch's mansion and returning to the temporary station where the deer prisoners of war were escorted, the atmosphere suddenly became jubilant.

Jianping's injuries have not yet healed, but they do not affect his normal activities. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself, holding the surname recognition document issued by the tribal patriarch in his hand, and looked back and forth several times with greedy eyes, before he let go of his right hand and plunged his five fingers deep into his hair with great force, and pinched them one by one. The sensation of pain from tugging on his scalp, which was no different from self-harm, made his mind clear and repeatedly confirmed that he was not dreaming.

Guangsheng looked down at the surname certificate unfolded in his hand, his arms trembling slightly. He forced himself to control his strength, not to tear the precious hide in half because he was too excited.

Surname, this is what all the middle and lower members of the northern barbarian clan strive for. I would rather starve, give up my dignity, and sacrifice my dearest flesh and blood, and even my own life, to the gods, just to put a surname in front of my name.

No one knows when this ancient custom originated. Barbarians do not have many surnames, and almost all of them are given in the name of the tribe. Of course, there are examples of self-created surnames, which are equivalent to breaking away from the original tribe and creating a new one.

Guangtao is as happy as an underage child. He hugged his father Guangsheng's arm and smiled from ear to ear: "Daddy, I have a surname, we have a surname." Hahahaha...... From today onwards, my name is Niu Guangtao. ”

Surrounded by countless pairs of envious eyes. Guards, soldiers, minions...... Including the deer prisoners of war, who were firmly tied by ropes and locked in wooden pens before and after, they all showed eager looks, longing eyes, and extremely strong expectations.

That means a leap into the sky.

It means that from now on it is no longer an ordinary person.

It means that he has truly become a nobleman in the tribe.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, Jianping rushed in front of Tianhao like the wind, and knelt down heavily, regardless of the healing wound on his waist and leg that might be broken by the violent movements.

"I, Niu Jianping, swear here: from now on, Zhangpu Village will respect Niu Tianhao and will never change. If I break this oath, I will be slashed by a thousand swords, and the gods will never accept my soul. ”

He said these words eloquently, and his solemn and resolute expression was unquestionable.

Guangsheng took Guangtao and knelt side by side facing Tianhao. He kept cursing Jianping in his heart, this bastard usually looks rude and savage like a piece of wood, who knew that his brain was so flexible at a critical time. The oath of allegiance is indeed from the heart, but this guy chose the timing too well, and the speed was fast, and he was ahead of himself.

However, one thing is certain, people like Jianping, who think highly of themselves, will not kneel casually. To truly enable him to do this, he must be convinced and completely obedient.

Tianhao did not stop the allegiance of the two leaders of the stockade. He stood quietly, without any pride or superiority, only an indescribable coldness and majesty.

It was an important ritual that passed among the barbarians.

There is no need to be humble at this time. That will only give the impression that you are incapable of bearing the high expectations placed on you by your loyalists.

Around, there were more people kneeling.

At first they were scattered and then quickly became crowds. Tianhao stood in the middle of hundreds of kneeling worshippers, calmly accepting worship and respect from all directions. This scene was so spectacular and extremely rare that even the nearby onlookers were infected, and they couldn't help but want to participate and bow down to this strange young man.

"I'll take you to a better life. Enough to eat, to be warm, everybody. ”

The clear voice immediately resonated among the kneeling.

They jumped to their feet and cheered loudly at the maximum volume they had ever reached, raising their feet to the rhythm, a ritual dance unique to warriors when they set out on a campaign, and was said to have been created by the god of war. Hands slapped on the shoulders and belly, the impact of "bang bang bang" and footsteps cooperated, with Tianhao as the core began to turn in circles, sending out a horn full of male hormones, joy, pride, respect...... The simple and swarthy faces form part of the group dance. They learned the dance from an early age under the guidance of a sorcerer priest and danced it many times, even though the inhabitants of the different cities still had a tacit understanding with each other. Full of power, it has become the truest portrayal of this barbaric era.

Worship of the gods.

Dance.

Savage and bloody human sacrifice.

Everything is made by time.

We live on Earth.

We are human beings.

Descendants of the Dragon.

……

Jianping's allegiance is definitely not so casual as he talks about it. After the concept of thinking was completely changed, he truly became Tianhao's subordinate.

Tianhao did not ask for the merger of Zhangpu Village and Panshi Village. But as a branch of allegiance to oneself, Zhangpu Village now belongs to a common interest group with Panshi Village. Jianping was very stubborn and kept sending him to Panshi Village, and then he smiled and led his guards to turn north and return to his village.

He and Guangsheng now have a deeper understanding and knowledge of the rules set by the young leader.

As long as it is complied with, then everything is negotiable.

When they returned home, great joy enveloped the four siblings.

Tianfeng had a hard time accepting this fact for a while. He sat slowly on the floor, his face full of shock, changing colors in ecstasy, and muttering to himself, "I have a surname...... I have a last name now......"

Tianfang's reaction was to roar loudly, and a thunderous voice came far outside the house: "I'm Niu Tianmad now, Lao Tzu's surname is Niu!" ”

He was full of energy now, and he wanted to find someone to fight and release his excitement in a violent way.

Tianshuang stuck to Tianhao's side like kraft candy: "The third brother is really amazing, the third brother has given our family a surname." ”

Stretching out his hand and gently stroking the hair of his sister, who was not related by blood, Tianhao smiled and carefully looked at her still immature face: "Remember the words of the third brother, wash your face carefully, take a bath on time, and don't eat lice again." The third brother will help you find a good family to marry, be comfortable, and live happily for a lifetime. ”