Chapter 1518 Three Departments and Six Helmsmen, the Fight for the Wife!

The Yunxiao tribe, located at the southwest exit of the 37th crack, did not develop according to the village model on Earth, but evolved into a more primitive tribal form under the influence of faith.

Three tribes and six rudders.

The Yun tribe, led by the fifth-level high priest Xia Fenghan, is the strongest, with one fourth-level priest, two third-level priests, and fourteen second-level and first-level priests.

The god rudder, the material rudder, and the punishment rudder.

The Xiao tribe, led by another fourth-level priest, is the second strongest, with one third-level priest, nine second-level and first-level priests.

The engineering rudder and the wisdom rudder.

The remaining weakest He tribe, not only has no fifth-level and fourth-level priests, but also only one third-level priest, plus four second-level and first-level priests.

The business rudder.

At first glance, the business rudder seems to be a lucrative job that should not fall into the hands of the He tribe.

But the reality is just the opposite.

The business rudder is responsible for the material transactions of the tribe. With the strength of the Yunxiao tribe, it is often the one that suffers among the six major tribes.

Coupled with the restrictions of the distribution rules, there is very little that can be gained.

At the same time, once there is a problem with the supply of key materials in the tribe, the Yun and Xiao tribes can also directly blame the problem and throw it to the He tribe to deal with, causing both sides to suffer.

Therefore, as the patriarch of the He tribe, Chu Xiaoyong can only use some special methods to ensure his own safety.

For example, when distributing unimportant materials, he deliberately distributes more to the small priests of the Yun and Xiao tribes to win over the hearts of the people and improve his status in the tribe, so as not to be pushed out immediately when being blamed.

For example, when going to other tribes to trade materials normally, he will show his talents as much as possible, praying to be appreciated and recognized by the other tribe, and get a way out at a critical moment.

However, these are backhands, which are means to ensure the safety of his own life.

Chu Xiaoyong also has many means to consolidate his position as the patriarch.

Among them, the method that makes him most proud is to marry the daughter of the priest of other tribes in the 37th crack.

Don’t look at the fact that the He tribe has only one third-level high priest and four first- and second-level small priests.

But as long as he opens his mouth, he can immediately invite two level 4 priests, one level 3 priest, and four level 2 priests from outside the tribe, which is comparable to the Xiao tribe.

These people will not provoke Xia Fenghan, the level 5 priest of the Yunxiao tribe, for him, nor will they offend the other two level 4 priests, but they can ensure that the level 3 and level 2 priests dare not act rashly.

As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to provoke, but the little ghosts are difficult to deal with.

As long as these people don't take the initiative to cause trouble, his position as the chief of the combined tribe is more stable than the chiefs of the two Yunxiao tribes.

And there is one very critical point. The chief priest of the tribe, Xia Fenghan, not only does not hate his approach, but has even hinted to the other two chiefs many times, openly and secretly, that they can do the same.

After all, attracting more people to join the Yunxiao tribe's chariot and enhancing its hidden strength and influence has obvious benefits for the entire tribe.

However, four years have passed, and the chiefs of the two Yunxiao tribes have been changed three times, but still no one can be like Chu Xiaoyong, who can get along with both sides and attract external forces to join the car.

The reason is simple.

He can handle the relationships of seven wives at the same time, and can also reach out to influence the seven tribes behind his wives.

Is this something that ordinary people can do?

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Headquarters.

The outer area of ​​the tribe is a defensive wall built of solid stones and scrap metal.

It is about three meters high and looks crooked. It should be that the builders do not think that anyone dares to start a tribal war against the six major tribes.

Inside the defensive wall is an orderly living area.

On both sides of the narrow street are houses built with scrap wood and iron sheets. Although simple, each one has been carefully repaired to provide as many living functions as possible.

For example, the residents in front of the house use the limited space to plant various drought-resistant crops.

Green plants are particularly precious in this wasteland, especially when it comes to the farming season, which always makes people feel more comfortable.

However, in a three-entry courtyard located in the center of the residential area, someone is sulking at the moment.

"Ayun, you must listen to me. My love for you cannot be measured by anything."

"Nothing can, I promise!"

Chu Xiaoyong sat by the bed, holding a white porcelain bowl, and promised sincerely.

The young woman lying on the bed turned her head, and the figure of the chief of the He tribe gradually reflected in her eyes.

A blue work suit that was washed to white, with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing a strong arm.

The right hand holding the white porcelain bowl was full of calluses, which looked rough but full of security.

Because of years of running around outside, the man's skin looked dark, and there were a few traces of wind and frost on his face, but his eyes were unusually bright, flashing with determination and affection.

"Hmph...you promise?"

The woman on the bed snorted coldly, her tone unkind:

"What can you promise me? How long has Zhang Cuicui been married? How many times have you promised me?"

As Chu Xiaoyong's second wife, Ke Yun is in charge of the family's material power, and usually shows a gentle attitude.

Only a few people know that Ke Yun has a bad temper, especially towards the family.

Whenever Chu Xiaoyong is a little negligent, or there is anything that is not satisfactory in the Chu family, the second wife will make a fuss and ask to go home and ask her father, the fourth-level priest, to make the decision.

That is to say, the head of the He tribe was very capable, and he was able to control Ke Yun many times, but it never really happened.

However, Chu Xiaoyong's methods have obviously failed recently.

Ever since Zhang Cuicui, the wife of the Third Bedroom, took over the Chu Mansion, although one of their fathers was an established fourth-level priest and the other was a newly promoted third-level priest, there was a big gap in their strength.

However, Zhang Cuicui has a fierce personality and accepts Zhang Tai's mentality of the strong taking all. As a result, she has never been used to Ke Yun's little temper, and the noises of all sizes have not stopped for a day.

Even if Chu Xiaoyong intervenes to mediate, it is like mud and the contradictions are getting bigger and bigger.

Until the past two days.

When Chu Xiaoyong took people out to inspect the cultivated land, Ke Yun, who had grown up in a greenhouse and had not been tortured for a few days in the wasteland, met Zhang Cuicui, who had grown up in hardship and was constantly on the line of life and death with Zhang Tai. There was a big commotion in the yard.

The final result was that Ke Yun, who struck first, was beaten on the head by Zhang Cuicui and was unable to get out of bed for several days.

In the eyes of others, they all secretly applauded.

After all, he couldn't even get out of bed, so why go back to the tribe and ask his father to make the decision?

But falling on Chu Xiaoyong's side gave him a splitting headache, and he regretted his decision to marry Zhang Cuicui almost all the time.

I was obsessed with it at the beginning and focused on the blind spot. I thought that although Zhang Tai was only a third-level priest, he could establish an alliance to win over seven or eight second-level and first-level priests. This would be equivalent to directly attracting several times more invisible people. Help.

However, in fact, the Laushizi Alliance is of no use at all. They are all blood-sucking insects waiting to be fed.

Especially some time ago, I heard that he was disturbed by a wandering priest from outside. He had to persuade the eldest lady who came home to visit and tried to find a way to borrow supplies for thousands of people before he could live in peace.

"Damn it, I hunt geese all day long, but I didn't expect a goose to peck me in the eye."

"It would be fine if Zhang Cuicui's father was a fourth-level priest. Being so aggressive could help me suppress them, but he is only a third-level priest. I don't know where she got such boldness."

Realizing that Ke Yun turned around to vent his anger again, Chu Xiaoyong could only curse in his mind.

It's just useless to regret now. If he dares to have any extra thoughts, the priest Zhang Tai will definitely rush to the Yunxiao tribe immediately and embarrass him.

"Ayun, I think you're tired of hearing all the promises. This is the old-fashioned soup that I sent Aunt Xiang to cook in the middle of the night. I'll put it in a thermos for you. If you have an appetite, just drink a little. Don't I'm starving."

"But you must believe that the feelings between us have never been a link for the transfer of interests."

"I will explain this matter clearly to Cuicui, and I will definitely ask her to come and apologize to you in person."

Chu Xiaoyong said as he put the soup bowl in his hand back into the thermos.

After hearing the first two sentences, Ke Yun had no reaction. He just felt that this was another superficial official talk.

But when it came to the last sentence, when she heard the word 'apology', her heart beat suddenly faster.

"real?"

"I've never lied to you, and it's the same this time."

Having hit Ke Yun's fate, Chu Xiaoyong didn't feel any joy.

He turned around and opened the door and walked out, took a deep breath of the fragrant earthy breath of spring, and walked towards the main hall.

"Hey, did the clan leader handle it so quickly?"

Hearing the footsteps, the middle-aged man sitting at the tea table in the main hall, pouring himself a drink, stood up.

He is Chu Xiaoyong's master and the deputy chief of the Hebu tribe.

As the designated reception point for outsiders, the reason why Hebu can develop to its current situation is indispensable for the two people's joint efforts.

"Uncle Chang, don't mention it. How can it be so simple?"

Chu Xiaoyong sat down and took a sip of tea, then unbuttoned his collar, took a few breaths, and closed his eyes.

"The conflicts in the past were all trivial matters. They have never been so big. And it's not like I have dealt with those trivial matters. They were all suppressed."

"Now that Cuicui has arrived, all the conflicts have been intensified."

"Fortunately, the eldest lady still has some time to go home, otherwise I would really have to find a way to escape!"

Chang Bo looked sideways at the leader of the He tribe who was usually very comfortable in love. He was a little funny in his heart, but he said consolingly: "The leader's words are serious. Who in this Yunxiao tribe doesn't know that you are very capable. If you make a fuss today, What’s more, the concubine and the madam are still a bit difficult to deal with. It’s just a conflict between the two madams. I guess the clan leader has already thought of a solution, right?”

If there was no solution, how could Chu Xiaoyong come over to complain to him?

The words fell.

Sure enough, Chu Xiaoyong opened his eyes, turned his head and said happily, "Thank you, Uncle Chang, for understanding me. I do have a solution, but it will take a few more days to solve it. Fortunately, Ayun is currently ill. There is no way to go back to the Fire Cloud Tribe, otherwise I will have to take action myself."

"Uncle Chang, the farming season is almost over now, why don't you go take a trip on my behalf?"

"But go to the Zhushikeng tribe to find the high priest Zhang Tai?"

"Exactly." A smile appeared on Chu Xiaoyong's face, "Cui Cui grew up in poverty and received a wolf-style education. She clearly knows that her own interests need to be fought for by herself. If you want her to change, my words She will definitely not listen, High Priest Zhang Tai must come forward."

"Go to High Priest Zhang Tai. He is a smart man. You must tell him clearly about this matter. Don't add any embarrassment or deliberately lead him to think that Cuicui was at fault in the first place. Just tell him that Cuicui is right to fight for her own interests, and I can understand it, but her attack was really careless, and Ayun was seriously injured, and now it is difficult to even get off the ground. "

"As the husband of the two of them, I have tried my best to mediate in the middle. I have suppressed the news of A-Yun's injury and not to spread it. But High Priest Zhang Tai should also understand that A-Yun's father is a fourth-level veteran priest. If he finds out, If I get angry about this, I will definitely not be able to suppress it, so..."

Chu Xiaoyong arranged things slowly and logically.

Even people like Chang Bo, who have been in contact with him for a long time, can't help but admire his methods at this moment.

If you want to convince Zhang Cuicui that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, you must not start with her, but you can definitely start with her father.

Characters who can climb to the third level of high priest are basically human beings, and they can definitely think through the pros and cons.

"I understand, don't worry, clan leader. I'll leave for the Zhushikeng tribe in a moment. Hurry up your legs and feet. I'll be back in just over a week."

"No, I'll arrange a car for you. You can come back quickly. I need to see someone within five days."

"That's fine. It's just for private use. The clan leaders of the two tribes in Yunxiao..."

"I'm really afraid of them. Two old dogs, they think of ways to bite me every day..." A trace of anger flashed in Chu Xiaoyong's eyes, "Spring is here, and these people are restless. Don't think that I don't know. They were also involved in the fight between Cuicui and Ayun. I'll wait until I finish handling the family affairs and then deal with their fight!"

The heads of the three tribes were fighting each other, which was a scene that the priests were happy to see.

Just like raising Gu, as long as you can control the scope and influence, raising it to the end will only make the tribe's strength grow unconsciously.

"Go quickly, time is not waiting for me. If you invite someone back as soon as possible, I can save myself some trouble."

"When I take a break, I have to go to Cuicui to get scolded."

Chang Bo nodded slightly, and then stepped back wisely.

After more than half an hour, Chu Xiaoyong felt that the annoyance in his heart was lessened, and then he walked towards the side room.

Unlike Ke Yun, who lay in bed pretending to be pitiful, Zhang Cuicui got up early in the morning and started taking inventory, mainly focusing on the material warehouse that Ke Yun was responsible for.

He opened the thick account, checked the incoming and outgoing supplies, and found out one problem after another.

Seeing Chu Xiaoyong coming from the door, she didn't even raise her head and concentrated on what she was doing.

"Cui Cui, I heard from Aunt Xiang that you've been up and busy since seven o'clock. Take a break and I'll help you check your accounts."

"Hey, why are there so many problems with this account? Let me see..."

Or maybe Chu Xiaoyong is a master of love.

Facing women with different personalities, he has already prepared a set of corresponding methods.

And most importantly, Chu Xiaoyong can provide a lot of emotional value.

Even if both Zhang Cuicui and Ke Yun were at fault, he never mentioned it. At this moment, he could still immediately enter the role and help Zhang Cuicui read through the accounts.

One after another.

One thing after another.

"What did Ayun do? Such a small thing can go wrong. Where did the missing supplies go!"

After watching for a full hour, Chu Xiaoyong slapped his hand on the table, looking extremely angry.

At the same time, this was used to push the accounts aside, leaving room for the two of them to talk.

"What are you doing? You go and accompany her. Why are you looking for me?"

Zhang Cuicui finally raised her head, and her pretty face was finally a little less cold.

After beating Ke Yun two days ago, she couldn't sleep well either. Every time she closed her eyes, she had nightmares.

After all, Ke Yun's father is a fourth-level priest, while his own father is only a third-level priest.

If we take it seriously, it will inevitably cause huge trouble for the Zhushikeng tribe.

Therefore, he got up early every day to check the accounts in the past two days, in order to give himself more strong evidence.

Even if a conflict does break out, they can still try to find the high priest Xia Fenghan to seek justice.

"I..."

Just as Chu Xiaoyong was about to speak, he heard a shouting and noise coming from the outer hall.

And right now.

Master Chang Bo, who was supposed to rush to the Zhushikeng tribe to invite people, came back with a shocked look on his face.

"What's wrong? Are you so anxious?"

"Chief, there are people from the patrol outside. They said they encountered a group of refugees coming from a blind corner. Those refugees said..."

Speaking of this, Chang Bocai was shocked and suddenly realized that Zhang Cuicui was still with him.

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Chu Xiaoyong glared and started talking. If he didn't say anything at this time, wouldn't it make Zhang Cuicui even more anxious?

"good..."

Chang Bo gritted his teeth and had no choice but to say: "The refugees said that there are evil cultivators making trouble in the blind corner. The Zhushikeng tribe where Mrs. Cuicui lives has been plundered and destroyed by the evil cultivators. High Priest Zhang Tai is also fighting against the evil cultivators. To protect the tribe's residents from escaping...sacrifice!"

"What?!"

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