Chapter 720 Rus Immigration Prologue

It seems that whatever happens in Denmark in the south has nothing to do with the Duchy of Rus.

No matter what the blue fox experiences, it will not interfere with the Principality's great immigration project.

Rurik's time was very tight, but fortunately the weather and wind direction were favorable, and his empty fleet was able to return quickly and safely to his faithful home in Rosberg.

Many strong and strong people with their wives and children have immigrated to the East permanently, and a large number of people who stayed in their homeland are also eager to try. They have even packed up and are waiting to get on the boat and leave.

When the first settlers left as the ice thawed, the restlessness of the rest turned Roseburg into a boiling soup pot.

The Maharaja's order is absolute, and the residents of Rossburn will have the right to leave by boat on a voluntary basis with all their wives and children. The Ross natives cheered it, and the people who joined the team in the later period were more jealous than coveting the opportunity. Maybe things will get better and better until the old Rus settles in, and then the new Rus leaves.

Of course, there are some people who are engaged in very special industries, and they are absolutely not allowed to leave.

The people who were fishing were the first to see Rurik's large fleet continuing northward by the mild southerly wind, and the fishing boats acted as guides to guide the fleet into the port.

The battle-hardened Avrora looks like an old soldier covered in scars. The small damage visible to the naked eye shows that she has been through the vicissitudes of life, and now she has returned to her birthplace.

Mu Qiaoban was on the trestle, and Rurik was in high spirits, waving his hands to the gathered people: "Praise your prince! I'm back!"

The onlookers were all smiling, waving to welcome their heroes.

The important people who were still in their home in Roseburg stood in the most conspicuous place, especially Harrodsen, the white-bearded man wearing a huge velvet hat, who was the most emotional. Appointed as the Governor of Roseburg, he hurriedly approached his prince and stood on the trestle. He wanted to say something, but he was stunned for a while because he was too excited.

"Do you have a thousand words?" Rurik asked with a smile. It was a bit worrying to see the aging of this old friend Haro Zuo Sen.

"Yes... yes! A lot of things!"

"It doesn't matter! I'll just arrange three things when I come back! Immigration! Immigration! Immigrants! I will call all the heroes for a meeting, and we should have a good chat in Ros Duma."

Harold Zosen, who is clearly old-fashioned,

This makes way.

If there was indeed one person in his hometown who worried Rurik the most, it was High Priest Rumia.

No, Rumia, who was wearing an antler helmet, was also standing at the scene under the entourage of her personal little priest, Rumi.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and looking at her excited and sad face, Rurik boasted that the past winter had indeed treated her badly.

"It's time to comfort you. Well, this child, Lumi, is starting to be feminine..."

After all, time has changed, and Rurik also saw that the group of young soldiers he trained also heard the news. They were still wearing uniforms of uniform styles and colors, but each boy was almost completely reborn on the surface. They have grown a lot, and their bodies are thin as a whole, but their height has generally caught up with adults. If this were to take time, it would be hundreds of the most elite soldiers.

Everyone is up to the romance of the prince and the high priest.

Back then, the young chief's son defending his first slave girl with a sword became a major topic of discussion among the people. After so many years, the son of the leader has become the prince of the duke, and the slave girl is also the high priest of the duchy. All this is fate.

They hugged each other at the pier, and the people screamed for them.

The somewhat boring hometown of Rosberg has come to life again, and Prince Rurik has returned, and he will bring new hope to everyone in the future. Although the old Rus people did not know the specific immigration date, the huge fleet was moored at the dock. This year, there was no war mission to expedition others, and the only mission was immigration. They cheered all night today, and were mentally prepared to emigrate in three days. Many old Ross families had already made plans to sell their useless soft goods at the open-air market tomorrow morning, and exchange them for silver coins to be used in the New Oriental World.

Rurik returned to his mansion in high spirits, and the two sisters Rumia and Rumi had already changed into their civilian clothes and accompanied them. Of course, some tribal women were ordered by the governor Harrodsen to be maids, but Rurik rejected them one by one. Apart from the old outdoor barracks housing the elite mercenaries, he and his two wives and concubines were the only three in the huge three-story palace.

The oil lamps were lit by Lumia one after another. It was half a year later. When he saw his man again, he was even more powerful and majestic. Even though he was older, he became a dwarf.

She gently put down the ignited oil lamp, obviously she had something to do, and she slowly walked into her man, her prince.

In front of Rurik, the presence of Rumi, the eldest daughter of the Salmon Lord tribe, who does not shy away from the existence of her little priest, maid and sister, lowered her Nordic elegant robe with a hint of apprehension...

"Rurik, brother, love me..."

"You! All right! All right... I owe you!"

Poor Rumi was like a light bulb, and she watched as Prince Rurik carried High Priest Rumia into the bedroom in the manner of a princess. Because she is also the woman of the prince, with curiosity, desire and even a trace of jealousy, how could Lumi, who has barely reached the traditional critical age, not want to be a woman at the moment? Because, not just because Rumi is a woman, but because her nearly destroyed clan needs someone to save.

"Since Carlotta saved her Ostara with her belly, I should follow suit."

Obviously this night belonged to the prince and the high priest, and Rurik would not do anything that would make Rumia sad at a critical moment.

Rumia was finally satisfied, lying on the leather blanket panting violently: "Rurik, the next one will be... will it be a son? We didn't succeed last time, but this time we will do it."

"Maybe. Whether it is successful or not, whether it is a son or not, everything depends on Odin's will." Rurik did it quietly. If he could light a cigarette at this time, it would be the most emotional.

"It must be a son. I feel that Odin has given me a revelation, and I... will give you a good war chief (general)."

"That would be great. In that case, my son must have an appropriately good name. Say, Kharlki."

"What a straight and good name."

Fathers can be creative in naming their children, or they can be extremely creative. Rurik chose the latter this time. The original intention of the so-called Helkey ​​was to be a simple and rude "pure man". Speaking of which, he remembered that his cousin's name was also spelled in a similar way, and it probably meant "pure man". It even includes his own name "Rurik", which means "reborn pure man". If the father had not died of two sons, he would not have given himself such a name.

Rumia is satisfied, but she still misses her daughter: "Wilika she..."

"She is very good. She is taken care of by her grandparents. In the past winter, she has learned to run and her articulation has become much clearer."

"It's great, I really want to see her."

"You will see you soon."

"Yeah! But after we leave, the temple in the city will also be relocated. Is this really appropriate?"

"Are you worried?" Rurik shrugged. "There's nothing wrong with it. I've decided that I'm going to build a bigger one in Novo Roseburg, preferably of stone. I'm going to build even better statues of gods. , and recruit a group of young priests, everything must be formalized, and everyone must feel solemn and solemn when they see the temple and the square."

"Just hearing what you said made my heart move." Rumia got up and snuggled next to Rurik again: "But it will cost a lot of money to do so."

"Oh? You're actually worried about finances?"

Rumia nodded and said again: "The people prayed and accepted. During the half year that you were away, I have saved a huge sum of money in my money box. This money is all yours, and it is very good to use it to build a new temple. ."

"There's still a huge amount of money?!" Rurik was moved, but he never thought that the "incense donation" box that he had come up with on a whim would really become a treasure for collecting money? "how many?"

"There are nearly two hundred pounds of silver."

"Ah?! So much? How... how is that possible. My people are so rich?"

Rumia burst out laughing, and she told the whole story without concealment in front of her man. How can you get so much money in vain? It's all those statues.

In the Nordic world, no tribe has spent huge sums of money to make large-scale gilded statues of gods. The Rus not only forged them, but also made six of them in one go. Except for the Valkyrie Sperosvillea, the goddess believed by the Rus, the other five gods are all recognized as great gods. The gods are in charge of different affairs. The affairs in charge of the five gods basically cover all aspects of everyone's life.

Foreign merchants and local craftsmen are willing to give some money to pay, and Rumia also devised a rhetoric in response to the situation, the so-called "coin jingle, your prayers will be answered by the gods".

Ordinary people at most take out a silver coin to give to Hanukkah on the winter solstice, and then pray to the gods to bless all things next year.

Businessmen and craftsmen are the most demanding, because they also face many great sacrifices in their days. There are merchants here who are willing to pay half a pound or even a pound of huge sums of money to pay, which is worth an even more outrageous amount. They all pray for the blessing of the god Frey who is in charge of business. However, most of these people are doing clothing processing work related to leather and linen, and they produce just-needed goods and sell them overseas. They have been the revenue-generating products of Roseburg since ancient times, and Rose Hunter has provided more and more various leathers in recent years. It is rare for practitioners in related industries to not make money.

Businessmen and craftsmen generally do not think that this is because they are business geniuses or because of the dividends brought by the platform of Rosberg. Their faith is very simple, that is, they are willing to believe that their prayers to God have a role.

Therefore, the small temple in Rosberg's hometown has been "incense constantly".

Rumia's description made Rurik want to laugh more and more, but his heart was so excited. Can't imagine that Rumia still has some business acumen? Not only it! This woman served as the high priest, and at least she was good at "making money". Thanks to this being his own woman, it would be a bit dangerous to switch to another high priest.

The most expensive thing to do after immigration is to build new settlements and then solve the problem of sustainable development. Farming cannot be done this year, that is, in 835. The new immigrants should receive a batch of ripe fields in the spring of next year and actively develop the land.

In the past 100 years, the residents of Rossburn have formed a whole by marriage and blood, and now the dispersion of Rossburners is inevitable. The concept of Ross has become very big, and the community relationship that used to rely on blood as a bond will gradually fade in the new world where the Eastern Slavs are mostly, so a new thing must be established as the common idea of ​​all people, such as architecture. A large temple, which added a new fire god named "Peron", and Ross has seven gods since then.

The construction of the Great Temple will consume a lot of wealth. It is a truth that the wonders of the country mislead the country. Rurik really wants to do another large-scale city construction in Novo Rosesburg, and the cost of it is definitely not small. Rumia's wealth by accumulating and consecrating it is still too little compared to the huge demand for urban construction.

Perhaps attacking a strong enemy, defeating them with Rus's powerful army and grabbing huge wealth, New Rose Fort will become the pearl of the north in a short time.

"I can do business with the Danes safely, and I can drain their wealth by dumping. If war is inevitable, Blue Fox, it would be better if you could give me a casus belli."

So how did Rurik get to three months later? It's just the end of May now.

Rurik really needs a lot of capital to build his own Ross. When his own hematopoietic ability is not very good, plundering wealth is the best solution. War is of course a bad policy, but it is a good policy if it is to gain profits by means of trade. Therefore, he has the will to cultivate with Denmark, but it is okay if he does not cultivate well. As long as Hazelby has always been a free trading port, the Russ will continue to eat Danish flesh and blood to fatten themselves.

This night, Lu Mia stayed up all night, and she vented all the emotions she had squeezed for half a year on this night, which made Rurik stare at it until dawn, when the maid went to report to the prince under the order of Harrozosen, However, he saw that the prince and the high priest were still entangled and sleeping soundly.

Xiao Lumi woke up and stood up helplessly to go out. She was wearing a plain robe and her black hair was tied into a huge ponytail. She stood upright and described to Harrodsen, who was waiting outside: "My lord, the prince and the high priest are still lingering. They are very tired and don't want anyone to disturb them. You and everyone have a relationship. Anything may have to wait until tomorrow."

In fact, she is somewhat maverick and arrogant, and because she is a woman from Rurik, she dares to talk to the old guy Harrodsen. She also has self-knowledge, she knows that she has to do her job well, and she can't do anything arrogant, so after she finished speaking, she went back to the small temple that needs to be guarded.

The small temple will soon be demolished. When she came back, she looked at the statue with a trace of regret, and then to see if it was people who brought silver coins to enshrine them, she must also receive them with an official smile. The jingle is ringing, and auspicious words must be offered.

Today's Haruo Zuosen was in vain. He and his old friends thought that the Maharajas would implement the extremely high work efficiency and would hold an elite meeting the second time they went home. Apparently Rurik was indeed a real man, and he could overcome the fatigue of traveling and languish in the tender country of the woman he loved.

Everyone can understand this situation, and everyone laughed when they heard Xiao Lumi's description.

A group of talented people gathered here this morning, and they are also a group of old guys. There were Governor Harrodsen, the shipbuilding wizard Hotra and his close friends, the old blacksmith Kravatsen and his four other old pals, Herigel, the administrator of the new Russ of the Meralen emigration, and the deer-raiser. The representative, the representative of Elronborg in the town of Iron Furnace, a satellite city of Roseburg, the owner of the garment workshop, Fodgen, and even the most important businessman Gould.

Rurik has grown into a generation of heroes, and now anyone who says he has a childish face is dazzled. Rurik has grown up, the age spots on the faces of the old guys are getting worse, the soldiers of the past are now starting to lose their ability to pick up weapons, and the old blacksmith can't do it too many times with a sledgehammer. Gould recently His condition is also not good, he occasionally has headaches and occasionally feels weak.

People are mortal, and everyone is working for Rurik, the "son of Odin". Presumably, the souls after death will return to the wonderful Asgard.

Everyone's anxious gathering also reflects the will of the entire Roseburg people. Everyone hopes that Rurik will hold a conference immediately. Since he has a big event, everyone can't force it. Haruozuosen finally arranged: "The prince and the high priest are together, just like Odin and Freya. Let them rest well. Let's go back and prepare for each other, and prepare for the things we will treat and discuss with the prince. We can discuss it one by one.”

Indeed, the old man Harrodsen had some skills in handling government affairs. He was the loser of the old-time leader competition. Now that the country is prosperous and prosperous, he asserts that he can't do it himself, but sticking to his hometown in Rosburg has long been familiar. It is under his governance that all economic activities in the hometown are orderly and extremely stable as they have been for the past half century.

Haruo Zuo Sen is indeed the local high-ranking officer who thinks Shoucheng, but he is also old, even older than Otto.