Chapter 764: After Drinking Our Wine, One Person Dares to Walk Away! (2 in 1)
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"...these are role models! In the future, as long as you do your best and contribute more to the tribe, you may be like them, be released from slavery and become citizens of the tribe!"
Under Han Cheng's signal, the fifty freshly baked second-level citizens of the Qingque Tribe with wooden ID cards around their necks lined up in two rows at this time, standing in front of the stage, facing everyone in the tribe. Slave, stand up straight.
Especially after Shenzi, who came down from the stage and walked in front of them, said such a concluding remark with enthusiasm, they stood up straighter one by one.
I just feel that all the glory is shrouded in them along with the ID card hanging around their necks.
The many slaves who watched all of this were so stimulated that they clenched their fists secretly, feeling their blood boiling, wishing they could do it right now.
Then stand here too, under the attention of everyone, let the Son of God personally wear the card representing citizenship for himself, let the leader beat the drums for him, and let the witch lead the way for him!
Looking at the reactions of the crowd, Han Cheng couldn't help but secretly smiled. He was very satisfied with the results of the commendation conference that he made today...
The shocking envy and regret of Da Ya and other semi-agricultural slaves did not end here.
After the grassroots were granted second-class citizenship of the Qingque Tribe, the stage was cleared.
Shenzi, Wu and the leader took some citizens of the tribe to the inner courtyard.
Then there was a thunderous drum sound coming from the inner courtyard.
These slaves stretched their necks to look into the inner courtyard, wanting to see what the wise sons of God were doing, but unfortunately they were blocked by the thick courtyard wall and couldn't see what was going on inside.
This made the slaves like Da Ya feel itchy as if their feet had been licked by a lamb.
After joining the tribe for a period of time, they also have a certain understanding of this thunderous drum sound.
Knowing that this kind of instrument is generally not easily rang by Joe, once it is rang, something more important must have happened.
After a while of scratching their heads, the sound of the drums became clearer and louder, as if they were coming outside.
These people, who had already waited impatiently, immediately cast their gazes over.
After a while, the situation inside appeared in front of everyone.
I saw the most respectable son of God beating the drum and walking in the front, followed by the witch wearing a feather crown and holding a bone staff, with a serious face and dancing all the way.
Behind Wu, the leader and Shang were carrying a stone pillar that looked very old. There were some crude lines engraved on the stone pillar, the most eye-catching one was the blue sparrow pattern in the middle of the line.
Amidst the sound of rumbling drums, the totem pole was carried by the elder brothers and placed in the middle and back of the stage.
In front of the totem pole, there is a case made of logs, on which fish, chicken, pork and some fruits are placed.
A fire was lit in front of the case.
At this time, Han Cheng, who was beating the drum, had handed the drumstick back to the senior brother, and stood behind the case, juxtaposed with the totem pole.
The witch with a feather crown and a bone staff in his hand looked extremely energetic at this time, jumping up and down in front of everyone, very energetic.
Hands-warming Baoyuan stood in the crowd and looked at everything in shock, once again deeply impressed by the wisdom of Shenzi and the others.
Why couldn't I remember these things before?
Such a big scene and large-scale sacrificial activities are much more shocking than the way of praying by touching the back of the head in the tribe before.
Correspondingly, it is more convincing.
After thinking for a while full of admiration and shock, Yuan's eyes fell on Wu who jumped up and down and could be described as energetic for a while, and was soon deeply shocked,
Another emotion emerged.
He is so energetic now, why does he always say that he is sleepy when he arrives on the kang at night?
It seems that I can work harder in the future...
Wu, who was dancing and performing sacrifices, felt a backache for no reason. He thought it was because his range of motion was a little too big, so he planned to narrow it down a bit.
As a result, before he could do so, the pain disappeared again.
As if it was just an illusion.
Wu shook his head, ignored what he just said, and continued with his own business.
"God!"
The witch, who had finally had enough dancing, pressed his hand on his chest with the bone staff, bowed down to salute the totem pole behind the flames, and praised the gods in his mouth.
The citizens of the Qingque Tribe have seen such battles more than once, and after saluting like a witch, they all praised the gods in their mouths.
The newly joined slaves of the Bannong tribe did not receive special explanations before, but at this time they were overwhelmed by the momentum of such a grand scene, and they couldn't help imitating the appearance of the Qingque tribe, saluting clumsily, and then using If it seemed blunt, he shouted loudly: "God!"
Although the voice is not neat enough, there is some solemnity in the chaos.
"Son of God!"
Wu waited until all the voices stopped, then bowed deeply to Han Cheng who was standing beside the totem pole, and then praised the Son of God.
Even Wu himself didn't realize that when he saluted Han Cheng, his body bent lower than when he saluted the totem pole, and his voice of praising the Son of God was louder.
The citizens of the Qingque tribe, when they did this, they did it more clearly.
After saluting deeply, they respectfully and loudly shouted: "Son of God!"
When shouting this "God Son", most people felt their chests were burning hot, a kind of excitement and other emotions welled up in their hearts together.
The son of God shouted very neatly and grandly, and the donkey in the donkey pen was so frightened that it opened its mouth to "choke~ah, choke~ah..." and called out.
The slaves of the Bannong tribe, having had the previous experience and being influenced by this grand and very shocking cry, also shouted more neatly and loudly this time.
Moreover, they are not very unfamiliar when they call 'Son of God'. This is because after they entered the Qingque tribe and became slaves of the Qingque tribe, the first word they were formally taught was the son of God.
Hearing the deafening shouts and feeling the respect and love from the hearts of everyone, even Han Cheng couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed at this moment.
"God Qingque, please! Serve the Qingque wine!"
Han Cheng calmed down his agitated mood, looked at the quiet people, and raised his voice to shout.
After the voice fell, the eldest brother and the others left again and returned to the inner courtyard. Not long after, they came over carrying the statue of the blue sparrow wrapped in red linen.
The second senior brother who followed behind also put the wine jars and pottery bowls they were carrying in front of the Qingque statue, and then returned to their original positions to stand still.
Han Cheng personally lifted off the red cloth covering, revealing the abstract statue of Qingque.
Then he slapped open the mud seal, scooped up the wine grapes made of bamboo tubes, and poured the wine into the open mouth of the Qingque statue.
The somewhat cloudy wine swirled in the statue of the blue sparrow, and then turned into a crystal water column from the toes, and fell into the pottery bowl held by the witch...
Bowls of green sparrow wine representing a tribe were sent to the fifty newly-baked second-level citizens with wooden ID cards, looking solemn and excited, as well as those people from the Yuanyang tribe and the round people. hands.
"After drinking this bowl of Qingque wine, you will be a member of the tribe from now on. Anyone who betrays the tribe and does anything that harms the tribe will be beheaded with a crow hat!"
Han Cheng said to these people with a solemn expression, his eyes stayed on Yuan's face for a while.
These words are spoken to these new citizens of the tribe, but also to the old citizens in the tribe.
Let them always remember, don't have bad intentions.
Han Cheng's majestic eyes swept over the faces of those who were about to drink Qingque wine. After seeing that no one dared to look at him, he shouted loudly: "Drink!"
The word 'drink' came out, and everyone who was already excited with the wine bowls brought the wine bowls to their mouths and began to gulp.
Yuan, the female priest of the original Bannong tribe, raised her head and drank the Qingque wine without much hesitation.
"Drinking our wine, I can breathe all over without coughing! After drinking our wine, one person dares to kill me!..."
Seeing everyone drinking the green sparrow wine with wine bowls, Han Cheng suddenly remembered the part in the movie "Red Sorghum" that sacrificed to the god of wine.
If he didn't know that it was a solemn occasion, singing now would ruin the atmosphere, and Han Cheng couldn't help shouting twice.
After drinking the Qingque wine, Laoyang, Caogen and others, holding empty wine bowls, all looked excited and smiled.
After drinking this bowl of wine today, they are considered members of the Qingque tribe through and through!
After a huge commendation meeting and the 'induction' meeting ended, the Qingque tribe suddenly became much quieter.
However, the impact of this meeting did not dissipate, especially the slaves like Da Ya who had just joined the Qingque tribe, seeing this shocking scene for the first time, they were all confused, but But very positive emotions shrouded it.
In the snow, Da Ya kept hugging the stones onto the sledge as if he had been injected with chicken blood, as if tireless, and most of the others were also like this.
At this moment, any fatigue, any unfairness, and any coldness were all left behind by them.
Everyone's enthusiasm for work was high, and the stones mined and transported in one day were almost as much as the previous two days!
Seeing this scene, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile slightly. Sure enough, people still need to be energetic.
In the carpenter's room, looking at Yuan who was limping and beating and making things, his expression was a little dazed.
These things that happened not long ago touched her the most. After all, she was a priestess of the Bannong tribe in the past, and the work she was engaged in was somewhat similar to Wu and the others to a certain extent.
Because the level of the station is higher, so the angle of view of the problem is not the same.
Da Ya and the others, ordinary, semi-agricultural slaves, saw hope through this incident, a living example that hard work will pay off.
But Yuan sees a very intelligent way to manage the people in the tribe.
Through this method, to the greatest extent, these new slaves who joined the tribe can work hard without giving birth to a rebellious heart.
This is far superior to the method she used before, through beatings and people holding weapons and watching the slaves work.
The proliferation of Qingque wine and things called ID cards also has many benefits that people can't help but pat their chests in admiration.
Thinking carefully about the things contained in this matter, the more Yuan thought about it, the more subtle it became, and the more he thought about it, the more profound it became.
The wisdom that I was proud of in the past is really nothing in front of the Son of God!
Compared with the current tribe, my original tribe is far behind in all aspects from the beginning to the end!
After this trance lasted for a while, Yuan suddenly became happy again, because she suddenly realized that through this incident, she had learned a lot...
Under the heavy snow cover, time passed by like this.
In a blink of an eye, the New Year is coming.
No matter adults or children in the Qingque Tribe, everyone became joyful. In the joy, but also with strong expectations, people mentioned a word called "Nian" more and more.
This made the studious Yuan very curious.
Because it has been a while since she joined the Qingque tribe, and she has never seen anyone from this tribe before, so what kind of excitement and expectations did she have on such a large scale.
What exactly is this 'year'? How could they have such enthusiasm and anticipation?
When lying on the warm kang with Wu in his arms at night, Yuan asked the doubts in his heart.
Wu, who had just closed his eyes and pretended to be tired, suddenly became energetic and began to tell Yuan about Nian.
Following what Wu told, Yuan gradually became insane.
Is Nian really as good as Wu said?
Even though she knew clearly that Wu would never lie to her, Yuan still felt unbelievable in her heart, because what Wu said was too surprising!
Scattered snowflakes fell from the sky, and under the reflection of the flames, they were also a little more red.
Burning firecrackers will make a bang from time to time, bringing up a gorgeous spark that rises up.
The big drum was banging, and the people around the fire laughed and danced in circles. The laughter mixed with the rumbling drum, and they went in all directions.
Yuan, who was full of food, looked around in a daze. Under the light of the fire, wherever he looked, there were bright smiling faces.
It turned out that what Wu told him about Nian was true, and the real Nian was even more shocking than what Wu said.
All this is as beautiful as a dream.
No, even Mengyuan has never dreamed of such a comfortable scene.
No wonder the people in the tribe are looking forward to the arrival of the New Year so much. If such a beautiful moment is known in advance, I will definitely look forward to it too!
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