Chapter 2 New Patriarch Xin Qu

Seeing Qu's resistance, clan leader Xin Bing cleared his throat and said, "Then let the clan members make the selection."

Upon hearing this, the tribesmen at the scene exchanged glances.

"I support Qu." A muscular man wearing ice armor, covered in deerskin, nodded solemnly.

"Me too." Shi Wu, another muscular man wearing rhinoceros skin, nodded.

"Look, everyone supports you." Xin Bing patted Qu's shoulder with a very optimistic expression.

fart!
Qu was complaining crazily in his heart. They, the grandsons, were worried that if the war situation did not go well, the new clan leader would need to lead troops to the battlefield.

The younger generation only has three forces.

The warrior faction headed by Bing Jia, the hereditary faction headed by Shi Wu, and the merchant faction headed by himself.

As for the Merchant Faction, it was basically a faction that I had built up in the past six months, eating and drinking together. They were all fair-weather friends and could not be considered a force at all.

"Anyway, if anything happens, you can find a new witch. The rest of the clan's affairs will be left to you. I hope you can make the Xin clan stronger!"

The clan leader helped Qu up, without giving him a chance to refute, and thrust his bronze mask and bronze ax into his hands: "I give you the clan clan name in the name of Xin Bing, the clan leader of the Xin clan.

From now on, you are sorry! "

Among the Xin clan, apart from the clan leader, there is no surname.

The reason is also very simple, because guys with a clan will be recruited first by businessmen to be used as cannon fodder.

Businessmen also know how to destroy their clan first and destroy their history first. As long as your aristocratic intellectuals are killed and there is no other inheritance, you will be left in a state of confusion.

Even if there is conscription, the middle-aged and elderly people will be recruited first.

The remaining young people, without the experience and guidance of the elderly, are prone to accidents in production and life.

As for the old witch in the clan, he also had to set out with the army to conquer, and the only ones left behind were the witch's apprentices.

"Have you finished it? Which one is the new leader of the Youxin clan?"

A middle-aged man wearing a bronze gluttonous helmet, three pheasant tail feathers on his head, casually wearing two pieces of leather armor, and an animal skin skirt, exposing two hairy thighs, walked over on straw sandals, dissatisfied shouted.

He walked up, just glanced at the mask and ax in Xin Qu's hand, and recognized the person again: "It looks familiar. He should be a traveler from your tribe, right?"

Travelers are also merchants and envoys.

It represents the tribe’s external contact. In the past six months, I couldn’t adapt to farming, so I ran out to hang out with the merchant team. Because I know how to trade and modern people have withstood the baptism of the information explosion, I have gained a relatively good mouth to deceive people, so in the tribe, as long as Qu Hun's caravan can be exchanged for a lot of shell coins and earn a lot of good things for the tribe.

"Hey, hello, I'm Xin Qu." Qu recognized his identity naturally.

There is no way, the other party has already determined that he is the clan leader.

"Okay, now that it's done, take your apprentices and set off with us. If we don't have enough troops to conquer the Guzhu clan later, we will send someone to inform you. Pay attention to yourself, don't miss the important event above and let the Youxin clan be destroyed !”

This person glanced at the Xin clan members from left to right: "What are you doing standing still? Let's go!"

The tribesmen were startled, and the tribe leader hurriedly shouted, and then left the Xin clan's tribe with the sound of whips.

It was already dusk.

"Let's go back each other." The bitterness made people disperse.

Then Mazha, who was sitting at the entrance of the tribe, recalled the black bird flag that was used for hunting, and felt even more envious in his heart.

How great would it be if I could become a noble prince of the Shang Kingdom when I traveled through time?
The car with just two people and eight infantrymen was so frightened that the entire Xin family did not dare to make any move.

powerful!
"Sigh... Time is fate, and there's no point in lamenting. It's better to go back to eat. I don't know if that guy's rice is ready." After patting his butt, Xin Qu stood up and looked at the smoke that had begun to rise. The households in the Xin tribe don't have much expression.

The Shang Dynasty was an era of prosperous bronze civilization. The Xin clan served as a tributary state. Although it did not have the advanced technology of the Shang Dynasty, the eliminated technology was also used. There were no copper mines nearby, otherwise bronze farming tools would be used for high and low cultivated land.

However, pottery-making technology has also made great progress, so after the hard work of the past six months to build stoves and bonfires, the tribes that originally farmed and ate together have begun to receive today's food and take it back to eat.

Therefore, some people with few people in their families or those who are frugal have begun to have private property.

The driving force behind the birth of private property was actually Xin Qu, because he was a business leader, making money both outside and within the clan.

Back home, Ax looked at Xin Qu in disbelief. He held the bronze mask symbolizing the clan leader and the yellow bronze ax: "You... have you really become the clan leader?"

"If possible, I would rather not be the leader of this clan."

Xinqu threw this thing on the table, then lay on the bed and complained.

I was originally alone, with a younger brother who was already able to work. I didn't have to worry about living and taking care of myself, so I lived a much happier life. Now I have to take care of the food, drink, and diarrhea of ​​the remaining 300 people in the family. All kinds of things can be expected. Bad things happen.

Before traveling through time, I was just a clear-eyed and stupid college student!
The biggest official is a team leader. It’s hard to manage ten people’s homework, but now he has to manage more than 2000 people. It’s fun!

"Is the meal ready?"

"No, I just came back from the fields." He rubbed the mask and axe, and carefully placed the two treasures representing the tribe's inheritance on the table.

Then he came to the middle of the house, lit the prepared bonfire with flints.

After a while, the room was as bright as day.

Xinqu felt the light, turned over and stared at the fire, watching Ax busy setting up a clay pot to cook millet.

I don’t know what I’m thinking in my heart.

"Qu, why are you talking about the clan leader? Why do they have to designate you as the clan leader? Aren't Bing Jia and Shi Wu better?" Ax sat down by the campfire. Although he was tired of this brother who had changed a lot, he was still the same as before. Qu, indeed very diligent, and quite praised.

Although he is hard-working, he is not a ruthless person.

Bing Jia and Shi Wu are the most powerful young people in the Xin clan.

He is the object of worship for most young people. In the eyes of young people like Ax, he is more suitable to be the leader of the clan.

"You didn't see that the clan leader personally asked about the candidates, and they all damned voted for me!" Lone Bamboo, they immediately gave up."

The hand holding the stone knife to cut the dried meat paused for a moment, and he said worriedly: "Businessmen behave violently, and foreign vassals will be forced to sacrifice human beings, and disobedient clan leaders are often dragged to sacrifice to heaven. Will you also... "

Among the merchants serving tributary countries.

The clan leader is a high-risk profession. Businessmen often launch wars with foreign countries. When foreign tributary countries need to send troops, the clan leader often follows them to fight.

Then, the Shang princes and nobles died and needed human sacrifices. They did not simply want prisoners or slaves, but wanted the border leaders to be the human sacrifices.

Firstly, it can weaken the tribal chiefs who have emerged in the border area. Secondly, it can intimidate the local area through the terrifying sacrificial culture. Thirdly, shouldn’t the burials and sacrifices of the nobles be a little more extraordinary?
Therefore, during the expansion period of the Shang Dynasty, the position of clan leaders in tribes such as the Xin family could be said to be quite miserable.

Unless someone destroys the image of the businessman being invincible, no one will dare to take this position casually. It is usually elected.

The clan leader and the great witch also know that, but the merchants are recruiting troops, so instead of letting the clan members below blame each other, it will harm the unity of the tribe.

It's better to be more direct and choose someone who is chosen by the emperor and survives the disaster.

Therefore, Xin Qu, the unlucky guy, became the leader of the Youxin clan.

"Who knows! Even if you want to rebel against his mother, you have to have this ability. If Shang Xiaoyi beats the Guzhu clan, it's okay, but he is afraid that his mother will die on the battlefield. When the Guzhu clan comes to fight, We may have to go and be Xin Fang."

(End of this chapter)

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