So people continued walking. Nanqiu was still far away, but the public fields had already arrived.
"Go a little southwest from Gongtian. Yes, go over there. If you keep walking, you will see a piece of shabby mountains and fields. That will be your new home. There is a mountain there called 'Dayu Mountain'. This mountain is not high. But it’s relatively wide, and the mountains and fields are derivative areas..."
It is not uncommon to find mountains and fields. Nanqiu is a large natural wilderness, but Dayu Mountain is heading south, which is a large sloping field with three mountains and four fields, and the boundary mountain is there.
As for the quality of the land in this ragged mountain wilderness? They said it was junk, so of course it was haha.
There are a lot of weeds, and there are no useful herbs. If you don't choose the right place for farming, the food will not grow for half a year. There are big rocks and small gravel everywhere, and there are small rotten puddles. It is simply a bad soil.
Jiuli's Huo Zheng didn't say anything after listening to the "honest" words of the great wizard. After all, they are now prisoners of war. They are here to work and are the so-called labor reform, not for vacation. Besides, who travels to the hot and humid south?
"Come on! Take this!"
The great wizard of Xunshan asked people to drag two cattle carts, lifted the linen covering them, took out a boss's tool, and threw it to Jiuli's Huozheng.
"This, what is this?"
Jiuli's Huozheng held this large tool and raised it up to his chest. He was very tall, but this thing was not small, and he had never seen it before. He was dumbfounded and didn't know how to use it.
"This is called a 'plow'."
The great wizard pointed at Yu Zai: "If something happens, Nanqiu will tell you where to work. If the plow is broken, buy it from them. If you don't have money, just use grain or labor in exchange."
"Study hard. Spring plowing will begin soon. I don't know how to use a plow. This year, another thousand acres of public land will be opened. The yield will be less by then. You can figure it out."
The great wizard said to Jiuli Huozheng: "Also, if you don't know something, you can go to other tribes and ask people who know it to help. Exchanges are also needed. You can't take other people's guidance in vain..."
"Ask one of your people to follow you to Nanqiu. Zai, give them a copy of your work slip..."
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The new ruined mountains are called...
There was no name, so Jiuli's Huozheng Chike gave this place a new name.
Get the wild.
It is a simple name. It refers to the dog hiding in the grass and catching the prey. It was later extended to mean obtaining, acquiring, harvesting, and then it took on the meaning of business...
Chi Ke is the name of Huo Zheng, and Ke means rotten grass roots and the handle of an axe.
As simple and easy to understand as the man himself.
"This name is really crude."
Come over to Shuizhengchi Tang. Tang is his name. It is also very simple. In ancient times, it referred to the food soup boiled in the pottery cauldron. Names like this, or similar names related to food, each tribe There are basically a lot of them inside.
For example, Chifang's name is "禘禘". Before the old Qin people developed the function of a beating instrument, the word "甘" was just a person who ate.
"Getting the Wild Land, 'getting the land', has no meaning, no praise, and no emotion..."
Chi Ke said to Chi Tang: "We are defeated now and have become prisoners. If the clan leader hadn't sacrificed his life, we might have been dragged to the Central Plains now. I don't know if it would be good to go to the Central Plains, but at least here, there is something To be free and not to become prey.”
Chitang was silent for a while and said in confusion: "How are you sure? It's just because the Central Plains is about to hand over the position of the Emperor of Heaven, so do you think we will suffer disaster if we go there?"
Chi Ke walked forward with the plow and paused for a moment: "Anyway, I won't go to see the descendants of the Yellow Emperor."
"In order to maintain the stability of the world, isn't it also a way to solve the problem so that people no longer flaunt the banner of Jiuli everywhere and massacre our entire clan?"
"The Emperor of Heaven wouldn't do such a thing, and neither would Yi, but wouldn't the Four Emperors do it? The Gaoyang clan, the Jinyun clan...the Di Hong clan, wouldn't they do it?"
Chi Ke looked at Chi Tang and said seriously: "More than sixty years ago, Emperor Zhi died without any explanation. That was the Emperor of Heaven! Compared to Emperor Zhi, who is Jiuli?"
Chi Tang shuddered and stopped talking. There were indeed many doubts about Emperor Zhi's death.
But at that time, neither Chi Ke nor Chi Tang were born yet, but the news of Emperor Zhi's death spread quickly, and various rumors spread throughout the mountains and seas.
They no longer talked about these heavy topics, and could only pray in their hearts for the patriarch who was captured and went to the Central Plains to question his crimes.
The plows were turned on, and Chi Ke demarcated the farming area in this bad land, but it was pitiful, and there was not much good soil.
"This is... used like this..."
Chi Ke followed the instructions given by the great wizard and began to experiment with the use of the plow. Once he got started, Chi Ke was stunned and was very surprised.
"Good...good stuff! Is this a farming tool from the South?"
Chi Ke and Chi Tang both looked at each other, some of them couldn't believe it. When did the backward and wild south have such a good thing?
No wonder the great wizard said that if they didn’t know how to use plows, they would be responsible for the decline in public land production.
The tribesmen looked at this land. Even though it was a bad land, at least they had survived. They had a piece of soil for survival. What would the future be like? In the hearts of Jiuli children, they already feel very gloomy.
However, the appearance of this plow made many tribesmen breathe quickly.
The children hugged the plow and let go, dancing happily around. Chi Ke put the plow down and called a bunch of people away.
"The great wizard gave two carts of things at that time, couldn't they both be called 'plows'?"
Two bullock carts were pulled over, and Chi Ke was inspecting the things on them. He found that in addition to plows, there were many things he had never seen before, which were completely different from the stone tillage tools used before, such as rakes and dustpans. , flail....
"It doesn't look bad. You actually gave us so many good farming tools?"
Someone said this and seemed a little lucky, but Chi Ke sighed.
"Silly boy, there are so many new farming tools. Obviously the south has been using them on a large scale. So, if they are given to us now, it means that we can get familiar with them quickly. What does this mean?"
"Okay, this year their so-called plowing and our labor reform work are just that big field and the one thousand acres of land that will be newly cultivated, right?"
Huo Zheng had a wry smile on his face, saying that he wanted to help others cultivate 1,800 acres of farmland in vain. Although he did not fully understand the division of "acres", it was something formulated by the South itself, but it seemed like...
Helping others farm and cultivate the land, working diligently, but getting nothing yourself, this is the so-called "reform through labor"...
"Then what do we do?"
Chi Tang came over, a little worried: "Do you want to wait until Beizheng, who went to the Akafang clan, comes back?"
Although Chi Ke felt that he did not need other people's advice and guidance at first on this kind of farming matter, he was a prisoner of war after all, and the great wizard's words were unpleasant, so he sent Beizheng from the clan to go.
"wait...."
Chi Ke looked at him, then at some people around him, and sighed.
"Come on, let's divide the farm tools first, open up our land first, and build our new home..."
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The sound of people migrating makes dust rise.
Chu Chao was originally the child of the Chongshan clan among the twenty-five tribes of Yangdi Mountain. He was already ten years old this year and would soon reach adulthood at the age of thirteen.
But after their beautiful home was broken and displaced, Chu Chao, like many other tribesmen, came to Chongyong Fortress with a feeling of strangeness and fear. They were unwilling to give up their home, but their home was gone.
Can Chongyong stop Sanmiao?
When he saw the tall fortress, Izuku had some confidence at first, but when he thought of Sanmiao's power, he became very desperate.
However, the South won.
Although the tall fortress was dilapidated, it was intact as a whole. The heroes of Sanmiao failed, and the wizards of Sanmiao were also overturned. Their totems were extinguished in the flames, and they lost the protection of the gods. After this great victory, , the problem to be faced is the resettlement of the population.
Some people wanted to go back to the broken Yangdi Mountain, but when Chu Chuan heard that San Miao was not completely captured, they fled towards Dongting Lake.
As a result, many people are afraid and unwilling to go back.
Just like this, I followed more than 200 people who migrated here, some of whom I knew or some of whom I didn't know, who left their hometown and came to the Akakata clan.
Izuku looked at the big man in front of him.
The big man didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but Izuku knew who he was.
He is the Jiuli clan and a member of Sanmiao. But for some reason, the Central Plains did not capture the Jiuli clan. Instead, they kept them and asked the south to resettle them and let them participate in labor...
The child's heart is pure, and his hatred and joy are so straightforward. Jiuli Beizheng didn't speak, but he could feel Chu Chao's eyes hiding anger and resentment.
In this way, along the way, the sky fell from light to darkness, and then from darkness to light gradually.
A few days later, when people saw Nanqiu.
It just so happens that the sun rises from the distant east and shines on that field of hope.
