After Chu Tian selected more than a dozen new patriarchs, he looked up at the tribe members of each village and shouted: "Now you have a new patriarch. He has reduced 20% of the toll for you, 20% of it, which is enough to make your wine more mellow and your grain more abundant. Should you thank him?"

The tribesmen in each village cheered incited by Chu Tian, ​​and shouted the name of the new patriarch. As for the issue of destroying Chu Tian, ​​they had never thought about it. They only knew that they would not have to die in battle or be more oppressed now, and they were extremely happy.

Chu Tian looked at the cheering tribe with satisfaction, and saw the new patriarch with blood surging on his face. He smiled slightly in his heart, clapped his hands gently, and instantly dozens of brothers rushed out of Tianlang Village. He set up two large tables in front of the village gate, and served the wine and dishes that had been prepared long ago.

Chu Tian knew that everyone was guessing his intention, so he had a kind smile on his face and sincerely invited more than a dozen new patriarchs, saying lightly: "Dear patriarchs, please drink a bowl of water and wine, and from now on, we will live in peace and never violate each other."

More than a dozen new patriarchs looked at the wine and food, turned their heads to see the old patriarch with a blue face, hesitated,

Chu Tian set off a fire: "Now you are the patriarchs, why do you still have to look at the faces of those old men? Even though they have taken care of you before, they are just elders now, and I only wish the patriarchs the water and wine."

Ying Zizi secretly called Chu Tian’s words in his heart, and clearly stabilized the power of the new patriarch and secretly divided their relationship.

More than a dozen new patriarchs looked at each other for a few seconds, jumped out of the horse helplessly, followed Chu Tian to the wine table, and never dared to look at the old patriarch behind him again, but the people in each village did not agree. For them, affordability is the most important thing, and what does it mean to be a patriarch?

More than a dozen new patriarchs and Chu Tian drank three bowls of wine in a row, and each bowl made the old patriarchs' faces a little gloomy. Although everyone knew that it was Chu Tian's sow discord, and they also understood that the new patriarchs were succumbing to Chu Tian's force, they felt uncomfortable and felt that the tea was cold.

After three rounds of drinking, Chu Tian patted the new patriarchs on the shoulders and said cheerfully: "Class Chief, the future peace will depend on you. If you have any difficulties, just speak up. As long as I, Chu Tian, ​​can do my best, I hope that when Tianlang Hall is in trouble, you can help you."

What the ancients said was true, feelings came from the wine table.

No matter what kind of bad relationships are, as long as we drink and eat together on the table, our relationship will change, and at least the hostility will dissipate a lot. Therefore, when the new patriarchs heard Chu Tian's words, they felt respected and subconsciously regarded Chu Tian as their brother.

There was even a new patriarch with a blushing face and thick neck slapped and said, "If you have difficulties, you will share the blessings!"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, did not speak, but continued to raise the wine bowl to drink with them.

As the sun sets, the new patriarchs led their own villages to leave one after another. They are not worried that Chu Tian will attack the old patriarchs. After all, Ying Zizi and Shiba Tieyi guaranteed it, so they left happily. A 20% reduction in tolls is a good news for the tribe members.

Yingzi looked at the sad old patriarchs, raised a smile on his lips and said, "Dear patriarchs, please stay in Harzhai for a few days. Although the conditions are difficult, a large bowl of wine and chunks of meat can still be supplied. As for your safety, don't worry, the 18th Iron Clothes will protect you well."

The old patriarchs could not tell whether they were resentment or gratitude. They sighed and turned their horses to leave, and the ten iron-clothed ones followed.

After they left, Ying Zizi walked to Chu Tian and asked with a wry smile: "Young Marshal, Zizi doesn't understand something. You actually want to deprive the old patriarchs of the power. Why do you let their confidants be the new patriarchs? Isn't this equivalent to the old patriarchs in power?"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, touched his nose and said, "Zizi, you said, if I just set up a new patriarch who has no power or prestige as the new patriarch, would he dare to sit as the patriarch? Even if he sits, can he sit steadily and for a long time?"

Ying Zizi thought for a moment and shook her head firmly and said, "I'm afraid not. I guess she was regained power as soon as she returned to the village. After all, the old patriarchs are deeply rooted and powerful, and it is difficult for people who are not worth a lot of money to fight against them."

"You are right, so I asked the old patriarch's confidants to sit down." Chu Tian said meaningfully with a bad smile on his face: "Those confidants often help the old patriarchs deal with things. Their power and prestige must be second only to the patriarch's chief. It is naturally much easier to sit in the patriarch's position."

Ying Zizi nodded for a moment, thinking that Chu Tian’s words made sense, but asked in confusion: “They are actually the confidants of the old patriarchs, so they will naturally believe in the old patriarch Yu. Wouldn’t your division be of no use?”

Chu Tian showed a charming smile and touched his nose and said, "This world only has eternal interests, no eternal friends. I just now have enthusiasm for the new patriarch and neglected the old patriarch, which is enough to make the new patriarch feel the value of power, and the old patriarch feels the sadness of the cold tea."

"If it wasn't beyond my expectations, three days later, the old patriarchs would find that they were no longer their own era."

Ying Zizi seemed to have figured out something, with a smile in her eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that the new patriarchs are willing to bow their heads again?"

Chu Tian shook his head firmly and said lightly: "It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality! The same is true for power. It is difficult to let go after possession. In any case, the new patriarchs will not return power. You can now imagine the anger of the old patriarchs after they go back."

"The struggle for power and profit between the new and old patriarchs is enough to make them fuss internally for a long time, and it is enough for Tianlangtang and Harzhai to rest and recuperate."

Ying Zizi didn't say anything, and was extremely shocked. Chu Tian really analyzed human nature to his core. What he saw a few days ago was his strength and viciousness. Today he saw his strategic mind. He was really a genius for a hundred years. Thinking of this, she gave a thumbs up and praised: "Absolute!"

Chu Tian stretched his waist lazily and said a little embarrassedly: "Zizi, I'm afraid you'll have to trouble you. There are hundreds of old, weak, sick and disabled people in Wuzhuo Village, and nearly a hundred Tianlang cousins ​​are guarding you. You need to be an intermediary, incorporate the villagers and add the ideas to Harzhai."

Yingzi raised her thumbs up again: "Hao!" Then she turned over and leaped away with eight iron-clad men.

When Amutong and the others saw that the war was over, they all cheered.

Chu Tian also became emotional and responded: "Slaying the sheep to celebrate!"

The sunset in the sky exudes a warm and cheerful afterglow.

While everyone was busy slaughtering cattle and sheep to celebrate, Qingcheng looked at the beautiful sunset and pulled Chu Tian to walk his horse.

In the evening breeze, the two of them rode together on Harzhai horses to the distance. Zhan Tianxiang wanted to send a few people to protect them, but was stopped by Amutong, with an ambiguous look on his face: "Don't send brothers to disturb the young marshal's Yaxing. With his skills, who can hurt him?"

Zhan Tianxiang looked at Amutong's smile and patted his shoulder hard: "In the Qing Dynasty, you are just a copy of Little Li Zi!"

Amutong was stunned at first, then reacted and slashed at him with a knife: "Damn, you are just a eunuch, look at the knife."

Zhan Tianxiang drew his sword backhand and said with a smile: "Who told you to flatter all day?"

While the two were fighting, Chu Tian and the others were already lying on the grass of the small lake, leaning against each other and looking up at the sky. The clearness of the lake water scattered their deep affection. Several foraging birds hesitated for a moment, but still spread their wings and flew away.

Qingcheng surrounds Chu Tian's neck, and is foolish

Said: "If time can stop, how great it would be to let this moment be eternal!"

Chu Tian lowered his head and chuckled, saying lightly: "Every eternity is composed of countless beautiful moments. If you have memories, that is eternity."

Qingcheng stood up from Chu Tian's arms with a clear smile on his face: "Young Marshal, let Qingcheng dance a song for you."

Chu Tian nodded gently, his eyes were gentle and peaceful, and there was no desire.

The breeze blew, and the scented skirt floated away, like the flowers blooming on the grassland, and then a gentle sound came:

Who holds my hand and keeps me crazy for half a lifetime; Who kisses my eyes and blocks my displaced for half a lifetime;

Who caresses my face and comforts me for half a lifetime of sorrow; Who carries my heart and melts my ice for half a lifetime of frost;

In the stunning dance and singing, Chu Tian forgot his sorrow, fighting, and intrigue. His heart, which had not been resting for a long time, instantly gained peace, without murderous intent, and without guidance from Jiang.

The mountains are empty and calm, and the water flows forever.

"A stone stands on the bank of Forgetful River, called Sansheng and a face. In this life and the next life, it will be a beautiful city for you."

Qingcheng fell the last note, turned around gorgeously, and his whole body was frozen in the warm wind and sun, like a fairy in the sky.

Chu Tian clapped his hands gently and exclaimed sincerely: "It is enough to be beautiful in the city!"

Qingcheng fell into Chu Tian's arms, and before he could hold his red lips, his tongue kissed him clumsy but passionately.
Chapter completed!