Chapter 577 577: The torn apart Shiwu (Part 2) [Please vote]
A change of weather? ? ?
I am afraid that even the three culprits Shen Tang, Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng did not expect how big the change in Shiwu was.
A series of chain reactions spread from bottom to top, and finally, like a landslide, the alien forces that Shiwu Royal Court spent countless efforts to unite were dispersed at once. Not to mention consolidating strength and going south to invade, just self-protection is enough.
With Lu Jue’s reminder, Yu Zi became interested in slaves like the Xima Slave. While the salt seller and the second tribe leader were asking for high prices, they sat down to pay back the money, pretending to be wandering around, and finally found a place to rest under the wary eyes of the tribe residents.
She used the hem of her clothes as a fan to fan herself.
Looking around for something, his eyes lit up. He raised his hand and waved to the female slaves who were milking. His little mouth was like honey, and he opened his mouth and called loudly: "These kind-hearted and beautiful sisters, can you give me a drink?"
< br>Yu Zi’s Shiwu language is not very proficient. She learned this from her uncle and grandfather. Although she has a lame and weird accent, basic communication is not a problem. In the words of Uncle Grandpa, the lord's current foundation is weak and needs time to be consolidated. She will have to deal with Shiwu in the next few years, and it is inconvenient not to understand Shiwu's language. The more language you learn, the more skills you will gain.
Afraid that the other party would not understand, Yu Zi slowed down her speech, gestured and pointed at her mouth to indicate "dry mouth".
The female slave who is milking her cows has a numb expression and dull eyes.
When Yu Zi repeated it again, they realized that he was talking to them. Then they looked at each other, and no one dared to agree. Because these sheep, the milk they produce, and even people like them, are all the private property of the owner...
How can private property have the right to dispose of private property?
“I haven’t drunk freshly squeezed goat milk yet.”
Yu Zi took out a small piece of silver and prepared to use the money to buy it.
“Sisters, just give me a bowl.”
The slave girl still shrank and did not dare to respond.
At this time, a dark-skinned and sassy tribal woman came. She scolded several female slaves, whistled loudly with the riding whip in her hand, and threatened: "You really have no eyesight, and you don't know how to entertain distinguished guests?"
Although the riding whip was not on her body, , but several female slaves hunched their shoulders in unison, held their heads in their hands, and the numbness on their faces was replaced by panic. The arch of the back tightens the unfitting kudzu cloth, and the rugged outline of the back can be vaguely seen.
Yu Zi felt uncomfortable when she saw this: "I don't want to be an honored guest... If it's inconvenient, just bring me a bowl of water..."
The sassy woman raised her chin slightly.
"It's not inconvenient, it's just that these things don't have eyesight."
Yu Zi stopped talking.
I am afraid that if I say too much, the female slave will suffer more.
The woman took Yu Zi to a nearby tent to sit down. Yu Zi was thinking about how to send her away when several arguments came from outside the tent.
The woman's thick eyebrows were raised and she went out with a whip.
After a while, Yu Zi heard several sounds of riding whips whipping people, accompanied by several shrill screams. The people who were whipped spoke so fast and urgently that Yu Zi could barely hear most of them. The general idea was that he was a descendant of Sanjinwu and that beating him would result in retribution.
The Horsewhip Girl naturally did not stop, but intensified her attacks. Her scoldings went from high-pitched and angry at first to weak and feeble later.
Yu Zi opened the curtain and took a glance.
The dazzling crimson color flowed out from under the corpse of the slave who was covered in whip marks and was still dying. One of his eyes was cracked by the whip and was half hanging outside the eye socket. The corpse happened to be facing the direction of Yu Zi, and the first impact made her feel strongly nauseated...
The riding whip woman said coldly: "Drag it down and feed it to the dog."
Yu Zi lowered the curtain.
The slave girl brought boiled fresh goat milk.
"Thank you, be careful of burning."
Pretending not to know what was happening outside, he tilted his head and looked at the tent exit and asked, "Where is the girl with the whip?"
The slave girl winced.
The voice was trembling with fear.
"I'm busy..."
Several slaves could not bear the humiliation of the tribal residents and pushed the latter, thus causing death.
“Oh.”
Goat milk does not taste good in the mouth.
Yu Zi drank slowly while getting close to the slave girl.
She said about ten sentences before the other party responded with one or two words. From time to time, she would look at Yu Zi warily, as if she wanted to harm herself. Helpless, Yu Zi had to touch her nose and confide her secret: "Actually, I am just like you."
The slave girl looked at her in confusion.
"Actually, my father is also from Shiwu..."
The female slave naturally didn't believe it.
Yu Zi had no choice but to show her trump card.
She made up a pitiful and miserable life experience for herself - a "half-blood" with half blood outside the customs and half blood inside the customs. Because of her dishonorable birth, she was called a "bastard" and bullied since she was a child. After finally climbing up to the noble family, she wanted to find her roots.
It is said that the ancestor is from the lineage of the Great Golden Crow.
When it comes to emotional moments, tears come easily.
The slave girl was a little shaken.
Yu Zi kept up her efforts and said a few words about the "ancestral precepts from the inscriptions", which she had picked out from the mouth of the salt seller.
The female slave did not respond at first, just like a piece of wood. When she heard the content of the "ancestral inscription on the inscription", her cloudy eyes became bright.
Yu Zi continued to output rainbow farts to the "ancestors".
The female slave completely believed it. He whispered: "My ancestor is the Six Golden Crow."
Yu Zi was delighted when she heard this: "Seriously?"
"Yes." The female slave was proud and sure.
Even the stooped back is straightened a little.
Yu Zi: "Then we are very close."
According to the ancestral inscription on the inscription, the biological fathers of the Ten Golden Crows are the same father, but their mothers are not the same mother. .
Dajinwu has the purest bloodline, he is a direct descendant of his wife, and his mother is of noble birth. The other Golden Crows were all born as concubines, and their respective mothers had noble or humble births. Although the Jinwu brothers have a good relationship and advocate the equality of their descendants, with no distinction between high and low, no difference between rich and poor, their mothers are hostile to each other, have conflicts from time to time, and want to differentiate themselves. This resulted in the Jinwu brothers also having a camp.
Well, the eldest and the sixth are getting close.
Yu Zi was speechless about this.
There is one thing she doesn't understand very much - you said there are all gods and beasts, why are there still mortal concubines? Mortals are divided into concubines because their lifespan is limited. Succession by the eldest son can reduce disputes between brothers and ensure the safe continuation and inheritance of the family and property to the greatest extent.
But, what do the gods want?
The descendants of a group of people who live as long as Tianqi may not live as long as I do - if Shiwu is really the descendant of Shijinwu, the Shiwu clan is the most typical example - what is the significance of distinguishing legitimate concubines? Yu Zi felt that she had discovered a blind spot.
Then he doubted the authenticity of the inscription.
But no one thinks something is wrong?
Especially these slaves who were oppressed to the point that they had no hope in life, they believed deeply in the content of the inscription.
The female slave in front of me is also one of them.
Knowing that Yu Zi was just like him, he developed a natural affection and closeness to her. Yu Zi kept up her efforts and made insinuations.
I don’t know if I don’t know, but I will be shocked when I understand it.
The slaves in this tribe are all supporters of the inscription.
There are even many "enlightened" slaves who are looking forward to being resold to other tribes, so that they can tell more ignorant and numb compatriots that they are not lowly slaves, but they are truly inheriting the legacy of their ancestors. Descendants of gods!
Shiwu’s current weakness and defeat in the war are not because the mortal enemies in Yonggu Pass are too strong, but because the senior Shiwu leaders who led the war have abandoned the precepts of their ancestors, which in turn dragged down the entire noble Shiwu. They are all sinners!
If Shiwu wants to continue to be noble, continue to be great, stand at the top of the continent again, and become the master of this world, the first thing he has to do is to pray for the forgiveness of his ancestors. When protection comes, how can mortals fight against these noble descendants of gods?
As she spoke, the numbness on the slave girl's sallow face was replaced by excitement and fascination, her eyes were almost fanatical, and she was eager to give her all. She said: "It would be great if I could be sold to other tribes...for Shiwu, for the ancestors..."
Yu Zi held her calloused hands, as excited as a cultist: "I think so too. So every time I go on a business trip and wherever I go, I want to awaken more brothers and sisters... As long as we work hard, our ancestors will not abandon us..."
The two had a profound exchange of inscriptions Experience from ancestors.
Time flies by.
The salt seller has negotiated a deal.
Yu Zi still has more to say.
Before leaving, I saw the female slave hiding in a dark corner, waving to her in the distance, her eyes so clear and bright, as if she was silently telling Yu Zi not to forget the ancestral precepts. Yu Zi also responded secretly and jumped into the car with a clever move.
As soon as I turned around, my face changed.
Seeing her seamlessly switch between two emotions, the salt seller felt a little nervous. He quietly stepped sideways and tried to put some distance between her and her.
After meeting up with Lu Jue——
Yu Zi spat: "Such a fake thing..."
Why would anyone believe it?
Lu Jue stepped into it and understood to some extent: "I probably know what's going on. It's like I had a very hard life before and didn't want to live many times, but after meeting my wife, I felt that all the pain had changed. Yes, I don’t feel that much pain after thinking about it..."
Yu Zi: "..."
Last time, Lu Jue led 800 warriors to attack the Shiwu camp at night. They achieved great success but were seriously injured and stayed at Yonggu Pass. Yu Zi had more contact with him and found that the latter was not very talkative except for one situation - the topic was related to his wife.
He can do it all afternoon.
Everything can be blamed on his wife, which is outrageous.
Yu Zi pulled back the topic: "You mean that believing in the ancestral inscriptions on the inscriptions can relieve the pain of slaves and give them hope for life?"
"People are always willing to believe in things that are beneficial to themselves. Truth and falsehood are secondary, isn’t that true? ”
"That's right, the words are rough but the truth is not rough."
A total of twelve tribes were visited during this business trip. Eleven of them had ancestral cultists. The remaining one didn't have them, but they Halfway there, I heard that the slaves of that tribe had united and burned the "betrayers".
Many slaves took advantage of the chaos to escape.
The whole process was completely premeditated.
Although it did not cause much damage, its appearance was like a horn of attack, giving the slaves hope, and at the same time igniting the slaves' anger against the "betrayers". Gradually, oppressed small tribes also joined in...
The team is growing day by day.
It happened that the Shiwu Royal Court was in a state of distress and had no intention of getting involved in these trivial matters. The momentary negligence and connivance caused this group to snowball like a snowball. From bottom to top, the entire Shiwu was disintegrated.
(ノへ￣、)
Heparin sodium was opened in Wenzhou Annex 1. The clinic that was willing to help with the treatment was closed due to the mask prevention and control. Shiitake went to many clinics at night and even went to I went to the local hospital, but they refused to give me a shot...
Woo woo hoo
I can do it by myself. I am too old to do it around the navel. It is difficult for me to do it with one hand and I can’t do it with one hand.
Alas, life is so difficult.
We can only wait until these five days have passed.
(End of this chapter)