The last time I came in, I was arguing with Jiuyi's old department, and Li Geng looked more serious. And today they are all sitting together with the same clan, and Li Greed is more like a big patriarch, chatting with everyone first, and not leading the topic to the right thing.

Jiang Xiang suddenly sighed, seeing Fengyun's searching gaze, she smiled slightly: "Greedy is too soft-hearted, maybe he will be a good patriarch, but he may not be a good lord." ”

Fengyun disagreed, and said with a smile: "I think if you can be a good patriarch, you can be a good lord of the country." When a patriarch can guarantee everyone's interests and gain everyone's approval, there will naturally be more people willing to follow him. As long as he can know how to use people well, the team will become bigger and bigger, the tribe will become a country, and there will be virtuous people to help him govern the country. Otherwise, with his energy alone, how could he take care of everything in every detail?"

After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Xiang smiled and said: "I just said it casually, I didn't understand these things originally, but I made you laugh." ”

"Don't dare, Grandma Wu. Hearing this, Fengyun quickly became serious, and while stroking the draft of the sacrificial text hanging from his waist with his fingers, the ox shoulder bone, he said seriously: "Before yesterday, I didn't know how the Li people laid the foundation today. To be honest, when I first came to Chiyou City, I was quite disappointed. It's too broken, too backward. I really don't want to call it a house a big mud shell made of cow dung and mud, even if it's a house made of stone by the witch warriors. However, after learning the ritual from you, I learned how more than 500 of you collected cow dung and burned soft soil in the ice and snow to build the first mud hut to survive that winter. Although I don't know Li Qiong, I have heard Li Qiang mention him, but I have never talked about how he was oppressed by the Yi tribe and foreign tribes at that time. I admire you very much, everything you get is what you have accumulated bit by bit, and no one can look down on you. ”

Jiang Xiang didn't expect Fengyun to say such a thing, and he was suddenly reminded of his memories of the past. She seemed to go back to the days when she was staggering through the miasma miasma, and eighty-one Wu Zhan had to take care of more than 400 women and children, struggling to survive under the siege of the Maoyu Kun tribe. At that time, she couldn't even hold on, and once wanted to give up and hand over the witch formation diagram, in exchange for the clansmen to return to the Yan Department and regain shelter. But at Li Qiong's silent insistence, she actually survived. Looking back on those days now, I don't feel bitter, but sometimes I dream back at midnight, and I can still dream that I went back to that time, when Brother Li Qiong was not dead......

Coming back to his senses from his memories, Jiang Xiang laughed at himself and said, "When people are old, they can't help but think back to the past. ”

"I like it too. Fengyun smiled and looked at Li Greed, who was talking happily with the old farmer, and said, "So, you are still young!"

"You, how did you come to have this mouth? Jiang Xiang's expression was complicated, and he pointed at Fengyun's head with disgust, and said with a smile: "The virtuous person you are talking about, I'm afraid it must be you?"

The fart of the sleek beard is very effective, Fengyun smiled, and accepted the name of a virtuous person very shamelessly.

Looking back, Fengyun suddenly said: "The Li people are the most xenophobic, and it must have taken you and Li Nai a lot of effort to get them to accept 80,000 Yi people, right? Especially Li Greed, he didn't even ask me why. I can't figure out why you trust me so much, and you're willing to help me like this?"

"You must know?" Jiang Xiang said as he looked into his eyes.

After thinking about it, Fengyun nodded cautiously.

"Good. Jiang Xiang said: "From my hexagram, it shows that the Li people will usher in a catastrophe, and you are the one who can save the Li people." ”

Fengyun was puzzled: "You believe in divination like that?"

"I've figured out where I'm going to find you. ”

Fengyun was stunned for a moment, but still asked unwillingly: "Is it necessarily accurate?"

"After Greedy went out last year, I went to Xuancheng and deduced it from Xuanyi Dawu, and the hexagrams were the same. ”

Raising his right hand, Fengyun asked, "Is that the father who gave me the ring?"

Seeing the black ring on Fengyun's tail finger, Jiang Xiang nodded and said, "It's also strange that the little crow actually gave you this thing." ”

"So many people saw it the day he gave it to me, and you don't know what's strange. Fengyun muttered, and asked again: "What kind of catastrophe is that, have you calculated it?"

Jiang Xiang shook his head and said, "The hexagram is unknown, I can't see what kind of disaster it is, but it's very serious, do you know what kind of disaster it is?"

Fengyun was silent for a long time, shook his head, and did not speak again.

What kind of disaster? Man-made disaster?

Stopping the small talk, Li Greed has already led the topic to political affairs.

"Clansmen. Li Yan looked around and said, "I think everyone knows that 80,000 Yi people will move to Chiyou City one after another in the next month, right?"

Regarding the matter of the Yi people coming over, he spent a lot of effort to appease the xenophobic people, and during the time when Fengyun led the hunting team to boil salt, Li Greed's time was spent on this, and finally everyone accepted this reality.

Li Ma is the uncle who rubbed the hemp rope in the north of the city, he happened to be sitting on Li Greed's right hand, and when he heard the question, he quickly nodded and said: "I know, it's just that the people of the old Jiuyi Department are cunning, and they will definitely use the old and weak women and children to make up the number." ”

"That's it!" Li Qing is a stonemason in the west of the city, and he has the best skills in polishing stone tools, and the witch wars in the clan like to take prey to him to exchange stone tools, and Li Qing's stone tools are all made by him. On weekdays, he prides himself on being the closest to the patriarch, but he doesn't want to enter the council hall for the first time, but the first question was snatched away by Li Ma. Before Li Ma's words fell, he hurriedly continued: "How can there be such a good thing, let them learn how to make salt foam in vain, but take a bunch of old bones to make up the number, according to me, since they want their people, they have to be good! Let the town guards personally lead the troops to select, and pick those young and strong young men!"

Li Greed did not refute, but turned his head to look. Li Laogen, who was still pulling him to say happily, was silent at this time, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uncle Gen, what do you think? Tell me?" asked Li Greed.

"What do I think?" Li Laogen grinned bitterly: "I'm just an old bone who makes up the numbers, what else can I think?"

Li Qing didn't expect this, realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Gen, I didn't mean that......"

"It's fine. Waving his hand, Li Laogen said, "I'm old and can't live for a few years." If I had been born in the Yi tribe, I am afraid that I would have let the tribesmen go to the mountains by this time, but I am a member of the Li tribe. The patriarch said, "People have a lot of ideas, and I know that I don't have any ideas." But today, I would like to say a few words. I have lived longer than you, and I can see some things more clearly than you, in fact, I say that I am a Li and Yi people, but aren't they all the descendants of the ancestor Fuxi?"

Huh? I didn't expect such a foot-picking old man to say such a thing, Fengyun was a little surprised, and seeing Li Greed also showed a surprised look, Fengyun realized that this was not arranged by him, and couldn't help but get serious.

Li Laogen looked lonely and continued: "I have grown grains all my life, and every harvest in my field will be more than everyone else. The patriarch also made me a farmer, hoping that I could show everyone how to plant. But when you asked me, I didn't say why, it's not that I don't want to say, it's just that it's hard to say. ”

Li Laogen is famous for his skill in digging and eating in the soil, and the clansmen also want to know what secret methods he has, so they all listen to him quietly: "In fact, when I was young, the land was the same as everyone else, and there was nothing abnormal. Everyone's cultivation methods have been handed down from ancient times, and Emperor Yan taught us slash-and-burn farming, weeding and insect repellent, and removing residual seedlings. At first, like everyone else, I uprooted the thin seedlings, so as not to rob the soil of the strong seedlings. It's just that when I get old, I can't help but feel a little sad. In the early years, there was a saying in all tribes that old age and immortality would harm their descendants, and even if the patriarch repeatedly forbade it, you have all heard this saying, right?"

Li Laogen looked at Li Qing, saw that the latter avoided his eyes, lowered his head, and said: "The human race is based on hardship, and the establishment of my Li clan is even more difficult. The feathers are ferocious, the scales are vicious, and the women and children who are unable to hunt can only be protected by the witch wars. But women can have children, children can grow up, and old and weak old people are useless in your eyes, aren't they?"

Everyone was silent, no one was silent, and Li Laogen said sadly: "I am the only mortal old man who grew up with me, if I don't have the ability to dig in the soil, I'm afraid I should have died a long time ago, right?"

"Uncle Gen. Li Yan opened his mouth and shouted, but was interrupted by Li Laogen waving his hand, his expression was excited, his arm was unconsciously raised and waved, and he was already in tears: "The patriarch is sympathetic, and he does not expel the old man like the Yi tribe, so that the old man in the clan can sleep peacefully." But the patriarch can only let you not say it, but he can't let you not do it! Qingzi, your father is only one year younger than me, and he loves you the most when he is young. You don't have magical powers, so he passed on the art of stone-making to you, and in order for you to have a good knife when you become an adult, he climbed seven mountains and gave you a stone knife, but he broke his leg because of it, and he didn't survive that winter, do you still have that knife with you? I went to see him before he died, and you know what he said? He said that he was hungry! The crippled man, the old man, is not even worth eating a mouthful of millet dumplings? He is also a human being! It's your own father! How can you watch him die?"

Li Qing's eyes were red, his face was red, and his ears were red, and he roared angrily: "I didn't! The autumn grain harvest was not good that year! There was not much grain in every household, and I had given all the grain to my father, but he was seriously injured, and he really couldn't, you know all these old uncles! Why did you destroy my innocence in front of the ancestors!"

"Uncle Lao Gen!" Li Greed raised his voice a little, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?

"I'm going to say!" Li Laogen shouted excitedly: "You all want to know why I have a good harvest when I farm, and that's because I have left all the sick and residual seedlings that you don't even look down on! Even if you can only produce one grain, then you can have one more grain! I am not as ruthless as you!"

Jiang Xiang snorted coldly, and said angrily in a low voice: "Monsters still dare to be presumptuous!" slammed the witch staff, and a circle of blood appeared under the stone slab under everyone's body, setting off a silent fluctuation.

"I ...... I ......" Li Laogen finally lost his words, and as soon as the Lingtai was cleared, he came back to his senses panting, looked at Li Yan and Li Qing in a panic, and stammered speechless.

"Li Qing, you sit down first. Li Qing comforted Li Qing and sat back, and then looked at Li Laogen and said, "Uncle Laogen, I know that you have grievances, and it is my patriarch who is responsible for not being able to protect everyone in the clan, so please forgive me." ”

"I ...... I didn't mean that, oh! I just said it!" Li Laogen said with a hammer on his thigh, regretful.

Li Nuan pressed his shoulder and comforted: "Uncle Gen, it's okay, you are confused by dry blood, it's okay to say it, you can ventilate, I won't complain about you." ”

Hearing him say this, Li Laogen put down his snack a little, but he was still nervous.

Li Greed sighed and looked back at the Black Jade Throne, a murderous aura flashing in his eyes.

Fengyun also looked at his eyes, and sighed in his heart, that guy is really restless, and he will be a ghost when he is locked up.2