More than a month later.

Beside the roaring fireplace.

Five tower-tall chiefs sat together facing the fire, looking down and frowning to see a parchment roll.

It was already dark outside, and the fire and candles in the stone house were the only sources of light, so they were so close to the fireplace that they craned their necks, and tried to keep their heads close to the parchment roll so that they could read the words on it.

Five rugged black faces were lit red by the fire.

There was a crackling sound.

A burst of sparks drifted towards the parchment.

A few large rough hands blocked the hot spark in time like lightning.

The horned chief did not glance at the back of his burned hand, and his two thick fingers pinched a small strip of black charcoal like a worm, turned his head to look at the parchment roll for a moment, and then used the charcoal strip to write two clumsily strokes on the stone brick in front of him.

After half a ring, he stared at the words on the stone bricks that were twisted like caterpillars, scratched his hair irritably, and erased the words with his big palm with a fan of bitterness.

His palms were pitch black, and he had apparently wiped a lot of charcoal writing.

Chief Gongtao sat in the middle of the five, holding the only parchment scroll in both hands, pointing to the words on the parchment scroll with his fingers, word by word, and reading clumsily like a child: "Such as, fruit, in, road, face, follow ......"

"...... Anywhere"

"...... Anywhere"

He frowned and turned his head to ask the Falcon chief next to him, "What do you pronounce this word?"

The Falcon Chief also twisted his brows into a big pimple, stared at the word for a long time, patted his thigh, and guessed it half-guessingly: "Yes, feel free!"

The chief of Gongtao suddenly realized: "Oh - casual, yes, casual, meaning, meaning......"

He stared at the square word as hard as he did at an enemy who had exterminated the clan, as if he wanted to keep it firmly in the deepest part of his heart, and he continued to read it for a while.

"If you defecate, spit on the road, or are naked, then the woman will be ......" Reading this, Chief Gongtao found that most of the words behind him did not recognize, and he could no longer read them, so he turned his head and shouted behind him,

"Little brother Broken Ling, what are you reading behind this?"

Duan Ling was sitting on the stone platform at this time, holding a short charcoal pen in his hand, his face was sticking to the parchment scroll, and he was copying the code written by Ye Xi with great seriousness.

Ye Xi only wrote a codex, and he wanted to copy as many points as possible, preferably so that each chief could have a code in his hand, and by the way, he could also practice calligraphy.

However, the characters he wrote were much larger and uglier than those written by Ye Xi, and one parchment scroll was less than the entire code, and it took three copies.

Hearing Chief Gongtao's request for help, Duan Ling immediately put down the charcoal pen and walked over and read out the sentence completely.

"Twenty-one, if you excrete or spit on the pavement, or if you are naked, a woman shall be given twenty lashes, and a man forty lashes. ”

After listening to this, the Gongtao chief and the four chiefs next to him read it several times, and then compared them to the code one by one.

Chief Oxhorn gratefully said to Broken Ling, "Thank you, little brother Broken Ling!"

Duan Ling said with a straight look: "You're welcome, Wu will give me the task of teaching you literacy, and I will teach you well, and ask me if you have any questions." ”

That being said, there was a bit of helplessness on Duan Ling's immature face.

These chiefs were even more stupid than he thought, and it had been more than a month before he learned the twenty-first article.

When will they learn all this and teach their tribesmen?

Ye Xi, who was not far away, was teaching the other five chiefs to read and write, and when he noticed the helplessness and anxiety of Duan Ling, he slowly paced over and comforted him gently: "Don't worry, there are still more than two months before the winter ends, let's take our time." ”

"Don't worry. ”

He said to the five chiefs for whom he was responsible.

"Yes!!"

Everyone said in unison.

Ye Xi smiled and nodded, sat down comfortably on his special stone rocking chair, took a sip of hot water from the stone cup, and began to teach the chiefs to read and learn the code without the slightest impatience.

In fact, he found it interesting to teach them how to read.

Looking at these fierce and savage, tall chiefs like bears, wrinkling their brows and clumsily learning to read and write, he did not show it on his face, and his heart could be amused several times a day.

The chief of Manggu held the small stone slab upright, with a fat and bulging face, and wrote carefully with charcoal on the stone slab, which was vaguely a "row" character.

The shrewdness and calculation in the usual eyes are all gone, and only full seriousness remains.

"Huh, that doesn't seem right, huh?"

After writing that word, Chief Manggu looked left and right and felt that the word seemed to be very awkward, and his brows were twisted into a big pimple.

I was about to carefully identify the parchment scroll, but when I turned my head to look, I found that the chief of Gongtao had rolled up the parchment scroll on the left side, and wanted to learn the next code, so I couldn't help but rush to speak.

"Don't roll it, don't roll it, let me see it again!"

Chief Gongtao glared at him, and reluctantly unfolded the left side of the parchment roll again under the reckless chieftain's sneering gaze.

Chief Mangmu stared at the word "row" for a long time, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the parchment roll, and then asked the chief of Gongtao to roll it again.

Looking back at his small slate, he reached out and erased the two horizontal lines on the right half of the typesetting, frowned and stared for a moment, and found that the typesetting still didn't seem quite right.

But he didn't dare to let the Gongtao chief unfold the sheepskin, and he couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

The horned chief kindly gave him a look: "You have written two more horizontal lines in this typeset." ”

It turned out that the word "row" of the Manggu chieftain had an extra horizontal on the right side of the non-left and right, like a multi-legged centipede, lying crookedly on the stone slab.

Chief Manggu scratched his scalp hard, and his fat face wrinkled: "This word is hard to write!"

Although he is shrewd and likes to calculate people, his talent for learning words is actually the worst among these people, although he studies hard these days, he dreams at night that square words are dancing around him, but he is stunned that the progress is the slowest.

After a while, the Blood Pattern Chief beside the candlestick raised his head and asked Ye Xi, "Lord Xiwu, we have learned the previous one, can you teach us the next one?"

"What's the one?"

"Uh...... If I look at it, it's Article 25. ”

Bloodline Chieftain, their progress here is a little faster than that of Gongtao Chief.

It's a "school group".

Ye Xi didn't get up, he could memorize the code he wrote by himself, so he was still half lying comfortably on the rocking chair, reciting it with his eyes half closed.

"Article 25: Stealing or robbing another's fur, jerky, slaves, or other property, or committing adultery and stealing another's partner, shall be punished severely, with a minimum of eighty lashes and expulsion from Xicheng. ”

The reason why he was whipped eighty was because all the people here were rough and thick-skinned, and they were very pain-tolerant, and those who were whipped were less and did not have a long memory.

Whether it is theft or robbery, it is of a bad nature, and in the long run, it will inevitably cause contradictions within Xicheng, hate each other, and is not conducive to unity, so he set up a heavy code.

"Shhh

The chiefs who heard it all gasped.

Not because of the eighty lashes, but the latter - "expulsion from Xicheng".

If you are expelled from Xicheng, it is equivalent to being expelled from the tribe, in this dangerous land, how can a person survive in the wild?

You must know that although the people of all tribes are all honest in front of Ye Xi, showing him the best side of loyalty, friendship, and unity, there are a lot of grievances in private.

Tribal warriors are savage, respected by strength, and powerful warriors often bully weak warriors or ordinary people in private. Grab food, grab fur, and even think that other people's partners are better, and they will directly grab them as their own partners.

People from their own tribe will be more restrained because of their familiarity, but they will not be able to deal with weak tribes. And they all felt that it wasn't a bad thing.

I grabbed it with my own ability, it's mine, if you don't accept it, you can grab it back!

But now Ye Xi said that this is not right, and he can't do it again in the future.

That......

That's not going to work.

None of the chiefs resented or rebelled, but memorized this code, and when they returned, they repeatedly warned their people that they could not do it again.

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