Chapter 450

More than a month later.

By the burning fireplace.

Five iron tower tall chiefs huddled together in front of the fire, bending their heads and eyebrows to see a parchment roll together.

It was dark outside, and the only light source was the fire and candle in the stone house, so they were close to the fireplace, and stretched their necks, trying to keep their heads close to the parchment to see the words on them.

Five rough black faces were glowing with fire.

There was a loud crack.

A flash of sparks drifted toward the parchment.

Several rough hands blocked the hot Mars in time like lightning.

The cowhorn chief did not look at the back of his burned hand. His two stout fingers held a black charcoal strip like a small insect. He turned his head and looked at the parchment for a while, and then he wrote two clumsily on the stone bricks in front of him.

After half a ring, he stared at the words twisted like caterpillars on the stone bricks, scratched his hair impatiently, and wiped the words away with the palm of a leaf fan.

The palm of his hand was black, and he had obviously rubbed a lot of charcoal.

Chief Gong Tao was sitting among the five, holding the only scroll in his hands. He pointed to the words on the scroll, word by word, and said in a clumsy way: "such as, fruit, in, road, surface, whatever..."

"With..."

"With..."

He wrung his brow and turned to ask the Uighur chieftain next to him: "what is this word for?"

The Uighur chieftain twisted his brow into a big pimple. He stared at the word for a long time. After patting his thigh, he guessed: "whatever you want."

The chief of Gongtao suddenly realized: "Oh, at will, yes, at will, meaning, meaning..."

He stares at the square character as hard as he is staring at the enemy of his family, as if he wants to keep it firmly in the bottom of his heart. After a while, he continues to read the following.

"If you excrete, spit, or be naked on the road, women will be..." After reading this, chief Gong Tao found that most of the words behind him could not be read any more. He turned to his back and called out, "brother duanling, what are you reading in the back?"

Duanling was sitting on the stone platform, holding a short charcoal pen in his hand and sticking a parchment to his face, he copied the code written by Ye Xi very seriously.

Ye Xi only wrote one copy of the code. He wanted to copy as many as possible. It was better for every chief to have a copy of the code and practice calligraphy by the way.

However, his writing is much bigger and uglier than that written by Ye Xi. A piece of parchment is not enough for the whole code, and it needs three copies.

Hearing chief Gong Tao's help, Duan Ling immediately put down the charcoal pen and went to read the sentence completely.

"Article 21. If you defecate, spit, or be naked on the road, women will be whipped for twenty and men for forty."

After listening to Gongtao chief and the four chieftains nearby, they read several times, and then read the code one by one.

Niujiao chief gratefully said to duanling: "thank you, little brother duanling!"

Duan Ling said flatly: "you're welcome. I'll teach you the task of literacy to me, and I'll teach you well. If you don't, ask me again."

Although the words said so, but the broken feather's immature face actually took a bit helpless.

These chieftains are even more stupid than he thought. It took more than a month to learn Article 21.

When will they be able to fully learn this and teach the people of their own tribe?

Ye Xi, who was not far away, was teaching five other chieftains to read. He noticed duanling's helplessness and impatience. He walked slowly and comforted him with a warm voice: "don't worry. Winter is still two months away. Let's take our time."

"Don't worry, either."

He said to the five chiefs he was responsible for.

"Yes!"

All said in unison.

With a smile and a nod, ye Xi sat down comfortably in his own large stone rocking chair. He took up the stone cup and took a sip of hot water. He began to teach the chiefs how to read characters and learn the code. He was not impatient.

In fact, he found it interesting to teach them how to read.

Looking at these fierce and savage, bear like tall chieftains, wringing their brows and clumsily learning to read, he did not show on his face, and his heart could be amused several times a day.

Chief manggu held a small stone slab upright, with a plump face. He wrote carefully on the stone with a charcoal pen, vaguely a "platoon" character.

The shrewdness and calculation in the ordinary eyes all disappeared, leaving only a full of seriousness.

"Why, it seems that the word is not right?"

After writing that word, chief manggu looked left and right and felt that the word seemed very awkward, and he had a big lump in his eyebrow.

Just as he was trying to identify the scroll carefully, he turned his head and found that chief Gongtao had rolled up the scroll on the left. He was eager to learn a new code.

"Don't roll, don't roll, let me see again!"

Chief Gong Tao glared at him, and reluctantly unfolded the left side of the scroll.Chief manggu gazed at the word "Pai" for a long time, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the parchment roll, and then let chief Gongtao roll it again.

Looking back at his own slate, he reached out to erase the two horizontal lines on the right half of the typesetting. He frowned and stared for a while, and found that the typesetting was still not quite right.

But he didn't dare to let chief Gong Tao unfold the scroll any more. He couldn't help scratching his ears.

Niujiao chief kindly helped him to see: "you have written two more horizontal typesetting."

The original manggu chieftain's "Pai" character, the right non left and right one more horizontal, like a multi legged centipede, askew lying on the stone slab.

Manggu chieftain grabbed his scalp and wrinkled his fat face into a ball: "this word is so hard to write!"

Although he is shrewd and likes to calculate people, his talent for learning Chinese characters is the worst among these people. Although he studies hard these days, he dreams of dancing around him in square characters at night, but his progress is the slowest.

After a while, the chief with blood pattern beside the candlestick raised his head and asked Ye Xi, "master Xiwu, we have learned the previous one. Can you teach us the next one?"

"What are the clauses?"

"Er Let me see. It's Article 25. "

The progress of chief Xuewen here is faster than that of Gongtao.

It's "Xueba group.".

Ye Xi didn't get up. He could recite the code he had written by himself, so he was still comfortable half lying on the rocking chair and reciting with half closed eyes.

"Article 25. Anyone who steals or robs another person's fur, dried meat, slaves or other property, or commits adultery and seizes another person's partner, shall be severely punished, ranging from 80 flogging to expulsion from Xicheng."

The reason why they flogged eighty is that all the people here have rough skin and thick flesh, and they have a lot of pain tolerance. If they are flogged less, they will not have a long memory.

However, both theft and robbery were bad in nature. For a long time, contradictions and mutual hatred would inevitably arise in Xi City, which was not conducive to unity. Therefore, he established a heavy code.

"Hiss!"

All the chiefs who heard it took a breath.

It's not because of the lashing of 80, but the last one: "if you are serious, you will be expelled from Xicheng.".

If one is expelled from Xicheng, it is equivalent to being expelled from the tribe. In this dangerous land, how can one survive in the wild?

We should know that although the people of all tribes are honest and honest in front of Ye Xi and show him the best aspects of loyalty, friendship and unity, there are many private disagreements.

Tribal soldiers are savage and respect their strength. Powerful soldiers often bully weak soldiers or ordinary people in private. Grab food, grab fur, and even think that other people's partner is better, they will also directly grab it as their own partner.

Because of their familiar faces, the people of their own tribes will be more restrained, but not to the weak tribes. And they all think it's not a mistake.

What I snatched with my own ability and strength is mine. If you don't accept it, you can take it back again!

But now ye Xi said that this is wrong and can not be done in the future.

So

That's no way.

All the chieftains did not have a trace of discontent or resistance, but firmly remembered the code. After returning home, they repeatedly warned their own people that they could not do so again.

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