106. Jingzhe

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106. Jingzhe

"I don't know what the use of building this platform is."

On the platform construction site, a Xianbei surrendered man worked with his colleagues to build a log. The person next to him used an iron hammer to fix the nails that were long on the log.

Although they now have the opportunity to get into iron tools, they are still very afraid of Zhang Qi's guards. That night, the battle almost wiped out their spirits. Those eyes that gritted their teeth and wished they could take them away before they died often appear in their dreams.

I dare not resist. Even if these tools are of good quality and there is no problem with killing people, there is no need to watch over their guards. As long as there is a trace of resistance, the surrendered soldiers in their group will kill him first.

Under the system of even-selected position, no one who still wants to live wants to be implicated.

"Why do you care about so much? I heard it is used to sacrifice to the gods."

"It's much better than before, just work honestly."

The Xianbei surrendered man who knocked the hammer muttered.

"Aguda, you want to surrender too?! Are you worthy of Chief Takumu doing this? You are the centurion of Chief Takumu!"

The Xianbei surrendered men carrying the logs were a little angry.

Aguda, who knocked on the hammer, glanced at him and said with some disdain: "Captain Takumu? Can he let me have enough food now? I'm not afraid to tell you that when I save enough work points, I will apply to join the tribe. Even if I am an ordinary herdsman, it will be more comfortable than before."

"Don't look at me like this, don't think I don't know that your sister is Takumu's woman. You have many benefits from him. Of course, I don't want to give up just like that, but I'm different. My woman, my children are all ill, I want to live! A better life!"

After Aguda finished speaking, he didn't look at the Xianbei surrender again. He held a hammer and knocked on nails everywhere, nailing the logs and logs.

The Xianbei surrendered soldiers looked at Aguda with resentment. He knew that Aguda was right. His sister was the woman of Takumu, the leader of the Xianbei King's guard. Through this relationship, he obtained hundreds of cattle and sheep, as well as several women who could give birth to them.

Before the beautiful dream was done, everything he had had was gone. He didn't want to give up like this. He always had some delusions in his heart. What if someone held high the banner of the Xianbei King again.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the direct descendants, children, and the Yan clans of the Xianbei King had been secretly dealt with, and even his nominal brother-in-law Takumu had been buried underground forever, and his delusions would never be realized.

With a crackling sound, a long whip slapped the Xianbei surrendered man.

"I'm standing stupidly and doing something! I want to die!"

The supervisor's soldiers scolded without mercy. The whipped Xianbei surrendered eyes were full of resentment, but under the nervous and eager eyes of his colleagues, he bent down silently and repeated his previous work.

The movement of whipping the surrendered soldiers attracted Zhang Qi's attention. He looked in the voice: "Do these supervisors often beat the surrendered soldiers?"

Yao followed him and shook her head: "I can't pull out three whips a day. These surrendered soldiers are very honest. You have also told them not to whip for no reason. The soldiers are very obedient."

Zhang Qi nodded. Since Harry said that, he was too lazy to ask. Some people are born stupid and are not a good man, so they will not let their soldiers down for the sake of surrendered soldiers.

"Well, that's good. As long as it's not whipped for no reason, it's done. When these surrendered soldiers have saved enough 'work points', don't blame anyone who comes to apply for surrender. It's done if you pass normally."

For these surrendered soldiers, Zhang Qi established a work-point system, and there are records of how much work he did and how much things he did. As long as he accumulated enough work-points, their identities could be changed from a tool person today to a normal ordinary person.

This is also an incentive policy. After they have spent all their efforts to accumulate enough work points to change their identities, they will naturally become fans of what they have obtained through hard work, and invisibly become the people under Zhang Qi's command.

"I understand." Harry laughed twice.

After Zhang Qi inspected the construction site for a while, he turned around and left here when he saw the speed of building the platform.

For several days, cement workshops, platform construction, and land reclamation were all progressing smoothly.

In the past few days, Zhang Qi would take out a few or dozens of steel plows every day to Lu Mu. With the blessing of tools, the number of acres of land that can be reclaimed in a day can be dozens of acres per day.

When the number of new plows created in the world of kaichu can be hundreds or thousands, then Lumu can also expand its manpower and increase the number of land reclamation.

The day of the advent is getting closer and closer. The herdsmen who had followed Zhang Qi early in the past have become increasingly emotionally. They have seen Zhang Qi's miracles, so the day of the advent is a very sacred day in their hearts. On this day, the eyes of the gods will look at them in the sky and give them divine grace.

These scenes surprised the people of the Xianbei tribe. They also believed in the gods, but even when it was the festival of sacrifice every year, they were not as enthusiastic as these herders.

Although the devout herders living around them these days told them the magic of the "master", in the minds of these Xianbei tribes, Zhang Qi's figure was only a little taller than before.

Zhang Qi was not the first person to act in the name of the god of heaven. The former King of Donghu and the current Xiongnu Khan did this.

I pray for the blessing of the gods every year, but I have never seen the gods really descend miracles. Instead, the wind and snow have become more and more and more and more over the years. If it weren't for the atmosphere on the grassland, they would have believed in other "spirits".

Faced with the doubts of the Xianbei people, the devout herders often smiled arrogantly and often used their words to understand them at that time.

This made the Xianbei tribe curious, and everyone was curious, so they became more and more excited about the upcoming day of arrival.

Mid-February.

Jingzhe.

It is suitable for sacrifice and breaking the ground.

Early on this morning, all the devout believers of the gods changed into the cleanest clothes and came to the platform outside the royal court early.

The troops arrived earlier than them were the various troops, who were maintaining order and organizing personnel to stand.

Xianbei people rely on the inside, while pious people rely on the outside.

It took two or three hours just to arrange everyone, and the sun rose from the beginning to the sky.

The passage of time is nothing to the devouts. They all knelt firmly on the ground and recited prayers solemnly.

"Shi Shi is right! Great luck!"

With two clatters, a devout who was squatting in front of the corona solemnly staring at the time scale, rang the iron bell next to the corona. He was the time-monger arranged by Zhang Qi a few days ago. He could receive twenty kilograms of food and half a kilogram of oil in a month.
Chapter completed!