The Rus tribe that Rurik saw was actively transforming into a "slave society".
As my father said, in the bitter cold of Rossburg, only the strong can survive. But this is still too cruel!
Today's residents of Fort Ross have never imagined that there could be a tribal "treasury".
Because even in the more advanced Frankish Kingdom, the so-called "treasury" was the "monarch's private purse." The lords accepted the king's canonization and paid taxes to the king.
The lords collected taxes from the residents in their respective territories. The king did not care about the taxes of ordinary residents. The king only cared about how much tax he could get from the lords.
In the eyes of the lord, the residents in the territory are just a group of sheep that need to be shaved regularly.
The lords didn't care about the living conditions of their own residents, and the king was even less bothered.
Who cares about ordinary residents? It's the priests.
Caring for the people was the job of the priests. The lords and kings only cared about how to make their lives more comfortable, if they won in foreign wars, how many deer they shot during hunting, etc.
This is the natural class gap between nobles and common people.
It is very realistic that the ancestors of the Frankish nobles were the chiefs of the Germanic tribes. The descendants of the ordinary people in the tribes were the residents under the rule of the lords.
From the beginning, the class divide between each other has emerged, and people of all levels feel that everything is fate.
In the final analysis, the Ross tribe is also part of the northern Germanic ethnic group. In essence, it is not much lower than the Frankish Kingdom.
Otto and Rurik are undoubtedly the top nobles of the Ross tribe. Arik, Haro Zuosen and others are the second-tier nobles.
Like poor Fisk who lost his father, his fate was to become one of the most ordinary people.
Rurik was determined to make some changes, even though he knew that in any social organization, people would naturally differentiate. Since this is a fate, at least the people at the bottom should never worry about hunger or cold.
To make changes, you must first have strong financial resources to back you up.
Rurik decided without hesitation: "Dad, no matter what, the money from the high priest will be used as the big cash box of our tribe from now on. As the leader, I will definitely arrange it this way."
"That's your own business. I hope you will handle everything well by then." Stroking his son's head, Otto no longer wanted to argue. His son actually understood everything and didn't bother himself at all.
Now, Otto has only one last piece of advice: "Rurik, you have too much money. I feel uncomfortable leaving it all at home. I have decided that I will leave my money with the priest."
In the longhouse, you have nearly 20,000 silver coins, so arrange it this way."
Rurik immediately became alarmed: "Dad, are you worried that some clan members will steal my money? I'm not worried at the moment, everyone is very kind."
"Kind?" Otto smiled bitterly: "Are you wise? Or naive? Or simply kind? Remember, you have many potential competitors for the position of the big leader. You have to be careful of your tribesmen.
We must be even more wary of foreigners. Currently, the safest place is the longhouse, where your and my huge wealth is kept. It is a sacred area and is safe."
This time, my father gave himself a wake-up call.
Rurik thought of Gould, a great businessman from far away. He asked this man to recruit some trustworthy guards for him, just to ensure the safety of himself and his wealth.
My father's words are of reference value. When a huge sum of money is placed on the ground, even good people can have evil intentions. What's more, in winter, the Ross tribe can have as many as three thousand guests.
They have a large number of fur traders, who can guarantee that there will not be some thieves among them, or even...
Rurik thought of something and he really had to be vigilant.,
Because, who can guarantee that the merchants will not be mixed with Gotlander craftsmen, bandits, or even assassins?
Big money box? Of course.
Rurik slapped his thigh: "Okay! Dad, I will put most of my money into the chief priest's house tomorrow morning, along with the priests' money. That money will be the money box for you and my son!"
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"No! It's your money box." Otto smiled and shook his head, "My money is your money. My child, you can use it how you want."
"Huh? Dad, are you so confident about me?"
"Why not? Your determination also reminds me. The construction of New Roseburg requires materials, so I will simply use my own money to buy some materials and deliver them to those people. Are you satisfied with this?"
"Of course!" Rurik responded excitedly: "We set up a big money box for this purpose. The purpose is to use the money for the construction of our tribe."
Construction? Otto did not fully understand the full meaning of his son's "construction".
Is it just building a house?
It was late at night, and after doing too many things during the day, the exhausted Rurik finally settled into his sleeping nest, like a curled up cat, resting quietly. His servant Rumia also fell asleep.
The oil lamp was still on, and Otto, who had drank a lot, continued to play with the glass his son had made.
Miraculously, he opened his eyes wide and observed the dancing flames through the transparent cup wall.
He knew that what he was holding was supposed to be a rare treasure, but now it seemed that it was no longer rare.
Construction? Build a house?
"A new house? A new house suitable for a leader to live in? I would like to take a closer look."
The revelers will eventually go to sleep, and the noisy Roseburg gradually becomes quiet.
The summer solstice has not long passed, and the nights in Roseburg are still short.
In the tribe, some people suddenly became rich, and some gained wives. For many more, they had to live their ordinary lives as usual.
In the morning, a large number of fishing boats left the port again.
After some time, boats fishing for fish with electric torches at night returned to the harbor one after another.
The fish market started again in the morning, and it seemed that people's lives were back to normal.
Only the beach is still in a mess, and the sand and gravel have deep dents made by a large number of oak keels.
After drinking a lot last night, Otto patted his confused head. He knew that he still had a lot to do in the new day.
For example, you need to quickly move the main money box at home to the chief priest's house one by one.
From now on, the sacred longhouse of the priests begins to look a little different. Since the high priest Vilia has continued his new trust, Otto has decided to send his own people to closely guard the longhouse of the priests. In short
Therefore, someone will be standing guard at the door of the chief priest's house.
Who should be chosen to stand guard? Of course it is very easy.
The people living near the big leader's house are Otto's lifelong confidants, and they are also the noble people in the Ross tribe.
He selected ten people from among his confidants, working in groups of two, to take turns serving as doorkeepers at the door of the priest's longhouse. The work was honorable, and Otto also paid the honorable ones a fee for standing guard.
All expenses related to the priests will be managed personally by the chief, and Otto also informed his cronies in detail.
All that's left is to take the guys and put all the huge sums of money at home into the chief priest's house.
Rurik was woken up by the lively noise outside. In the era without clocks, he still didn't know the specific time. After all, it was dawn outside. As usual today, he took the guys to train again, and then went to eat meat together.
It was supposed to be business as usual, but Rurik canceled it.
Today, it was his first priority to move his huge sum of money into the safest priest's longhouse. Rurik dismissed the gathered guys and still gave Fisk's mother a sum of money to buy fish. The work of cooking fish still had to be done.
If you do it, the children can still enjoy the meat at noon.
"Come on, Rumia, let's carry the cash box out of the house."
Rumia nodded, she bent down, looked at Rurik's face, and with great strength, the two of them worked together to lift the box.
But just by moving outdoors, Rurik was already out of breath.
"Oh! My brother, you can't do this."
The teaser was none other than his cousin Arik. At the same time, there were a lot of people standing outside. Their faces were all familiar to him. They were his father's confidants and his neighbors. He could not name them one by one except for their names.
Rurik took a deep breath and straightened his thin back: "Arik, it's not that I don't have enough strength, it's that I have a lot of money..."
"Oh? Are you showing off? It doesn't matter, I already know it. Now the big leader has also started to manage the priests' money."
From his cousin's tone, Rurik always felt a sense of displeasure, as if Arik was dissatisfied with the leader's new authority.
Rurik raised his head to glance at his cousin, and his eyes also glanced at his sister-in-law, who had a bulging belly.
Peravina's belly is really bigger! Thinking about it, she should give birth soon! I'm afraid her due date will be next month. Rurik felt that her sister-in-law insisted on visiting relatives in her hometown, risking her life greatly.
Is she really a lucky woman, or is it that Slavic women are born with good physical fitness?
Rurik muttered: "You should come and help me. All my money will be transferred to the priest."
Arik is willing to help his younger brother share some of the pressure. Of course, if his younger brother has too much money, he is also willing to spend it for him.
The money box full of silver coins was extremely heavy for Rurik, but it was easy for Arik. After all, this young man who was good at paddling was just twenty years old and had the ability to cut the enemy in half with a steel sword.
The brutal power. Besides, he knew that what he was holding was a box of silver coins, and the excitement was beyond words.
"Help your brother." After saying that, Otto, who was also holding the box, shook his neck and said, "Brothers, follow me."
Now that Rurik was empty-handed, he asked his servant Rumia to follow him closely. The two followed the team and soon met Kanuf with two maids.
Kanuf's maid? No! It should be said that these are the two future wives of this brat.
Rurik has one thing about Kanuf, that is, this brat always brings his two maids with him during his morning training. They are a pair of sisters, always leaning on the tree and watching a group of people.
The boy screamed in a show of force.
The children all knew that the two maids were from Kanuf. They aroused the jealousy of his subordinates, which made Rurik a little unhappy.
The problem now is that the relationship between Kanuf and his two "little women" is really harmonious, perhaps more because they are peers.
As for the number of servants, Rurik dared to say that he had the most servants in the entire Rus tribe.
There are a total of eleven maids and one male servant under his command. In the foreseeable future, the number of servants will only increase.
The team carrying the coins entered the longhouse of the priests, led by the big leader Otto.
Last night, with the execution of Bona, all the priestesses realized the seriousness of the problem.
The big leader came again. Facing the tough leader, they all knelt on the ground, crying and complaining that they were guilty.
"You all get up!" Otto looked like a king and ordered them to lie down. He went on to say: "You are not good priests. You have made mistakes. Do your own thing in the future. Remember, don't have any inappropriate thoughts."
, don’t be greedy for money. Otherwise, Bona will be your end.”
Rurik, when he entered the chief priest's house, he saw for the first time that his father could show his arrogance in front of a group of priests. The priestesses who were once a little arrogant were now as obedient as a herd of sheep.
What is a king? This should be the temperament of a king! It is also what you need to learn.
At this time, High Priest Vilia walked slowly from the corridor in the middle of the longhouse with a cane. To be honest, she was very happy to see the chief reprimanding the uncontrollable priestess under her command.
"Did you bring all the money?" Villa asked knowingly as he looked at the suitcases held by several strong men from the tribe.
"It's all here." Otto said, "I want to put the money away now."
"Then come."
After saying that, Villa turned around. She just wanted to end all this noise as soon as possible and let the big leader take over the priest's finances as soon as possible.
Otto shook his neck: "Brothers, follow me."
It was still the small room where belongings were stored. Otto's money and Rurik's money were all placed here.
If you put multiple boxes together, do you need to consider where they belong? No need to.
Otto felt that in the final analysis, all the money should be inherited by his son Rurik.
That money satisfies personal enjoyment? Forget it! The only thing that makes Otto happy now is the smooth construction of New Roseburg.
Secondly, his son took over the throne smoothly. For this success, Otto knew that he had to manage his own desires, so he should not find any more young women, but he must not give Rurik another little brother or something.
Those cronies responsible for the transportation were ordered by Otto to avoid them.
Soon, there were only four people left in this independent room: Vilia, Otto, Rurik and Rumia.
They are all very trustworthy and trustworthy people.
Villa slowly took out a bronze key and stuffed it into Otto's broad palm: "Big Chief, you moved all your money and Rurik's money here. It seems that you think
This is very appropriate. I give you the key. From today on, you are the owner of this room. From now on, you will also be responsible for arranging the food and clothing for the priests."
Otto nodded deeply, and then, to Villa's surprise, he thrust the key into Rurik's hand.
Wei Liya was surprised by the reality, and soon everything was relieved.
"Oh, my great leader, Rurik, is not our new leader yet."
"But he will be the master of wealth." As he said that, Otto gently pinched his son's neck: "Speak, son, tell the high priest your decision."
Decision? It is the decision to build a "big money box" that belongs to the entire clan. The initial money in this "big money box" came from the former public wealth of the priests.
After hearing Rurik's determination, Villa's heart was really full of contradictions. Undoubtedly, Rurik had a good wish, for example, he hoped that the poorest people in the tribe would not have to worry about hunger. As for the attributes of wealth, it no longer mattered.
Money that is not a priest's money is placed in trust by the chief.
It is equivalent to saying that the priests have lost the power to control a fortune.
Thinking about it more carefully, Vilia was completely relieved. His own era was about to pass, and the next candidate for the high priest he could trust was Lumia, who was standing here.
Rumia, after all, she is a maid, and the power of her life belongs to her master. When such a person serves as a high priest, don't think about having wealth. It's okay to cut off her wealth, so that as a high priest, she
, he could only bring other priests and attach himself to the leader Rurik.
But Rurik didn't put the key in his pocket. He returned it to his father: "Dad, you better take it. I don't deserve it now. Only when I become the leader can I..."
Otto, he still put the key into his son's hand: "No! You are the master of wealth now. It was you who proposed to build a big money box, and I will satisfy your decision. Now, if I want to use this money, I must obey
your opinion."
Holding the bronze key in his hand, Rurik knew that he was already the owner of the largest money box of the Ross tribe, and this money box was equivalent to the "treasury" of the Ross tribe.
This key seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Looking at his father's eyes and Vilia's eyes, Rurik saw full of expectation.