It seems that anything that happens in Denmark in the south has nothing to do with the Principality of Rus.
No matter what happens to the blue fox, it will not interfere with the principality's large-scale immigration project.
Rurik's time was very tight, but fortunately the weather and wind direction were favorable, and his large unladen fleet was able to return to his loyal home of Rossburg quickly and safely.
Many able-bodied 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 their belongings and are waiting to board the ship and leave.
When the first group of immigrants left as the ice thawed, the rest of the group's restlessness turned the entire Roseburg into a boiling soup pot.
The prince's order is absolute. The residents of Ross will have the right to leave by boat with all their wives and children on a voluntary basis. The people of Ross are cheering for this, but the people who joined later are more jealous than coveting the opportunity.
Maybe the situation will get better and better, when the immigration of the old Russians is completed, and then the new Russians will leave.
Of course, there are some people who are engaged in very special industries and they absolutely cannot leave.
The fishing people first saw Rurik's large fleet continuing to move northward with the help of the warm south wind, and the fishing boats acted as guides to guide the fleet into the harbor.
The battle-hardened Aurora looks like an old warrior covered in scars. The small damage visible to the naked eye shows that she has gone through many vicissitudes of life, and now she has returned to the place of her birth.
The wooden planks were placed on the trestle. Rurik was in good spirits and waved to the people gathered: "Praise your prince! I'm back!"
The onlookers were all smiling and waving to welcome their heroes.
Those important people who still stayed in their hometown of Roseburg stood in the most conspicuous place, especially Harold Zosen, who wore a huge velvet hat and had a white beard. He was the most emotional. He was appointed as the governor of Roseburg and hurriedly approached.
His own prince was standing on the trestle. He wanted to say something, but for a moment he was so excited that he was stunned.
"Do you have a thousand words?" Rurik asked with a smile. It was heart-wrenching to see Harold Zosen, his old friend, aging.
"Yes...yes! A lot of things!"
"It doesn't matter! I just want to arrange three things when I come back! Immigration! Immigration! Immigration! I will call all the heroes for a meeting, and we should have a good chat in the Rus Duma."
Harold Johnson, who was obviously very old, was ordered to make way.
If there is indeed one person in his hometown who worries Rurik the most, it is the high priest Rumia.
No, Rumia, wearing a deer-antlered helmet, was also standing at the scene, accompanied by her personal little priest Lumi.
Her eyes shed tears, and looking at her excited and sad face, Rurik felt that he had indeed treated her badly in the past winter.
"It's time to comfort you. Well, Lumi is starting to look feminine..."
After all, time had changed. Rurik also saw the group of young warriors he had trained watching the news. They still wore robes of the same style and color, but every boy was almost completely different on the surface. They had all grown up a lot.
, the body is overall thin, but the height has generally caught up with adults. If given time, they would be hundreds of the most elite soldiers.
Everyone was fascinated by the romance between the prince and the high priest.
At that time, the young leader's son protected his first slave girl with a sword, which became a major topic of conversation among the people. After so many years, the leader's son has become the prince of the principality, and the slave girl is also the high priest of the principality. All of this is fate.
They hugged each other on the pier, and the people screamed for them.
The somewhat boring hometown of Rossburg has regained its vitality. Prince Rurik is back, and he will bring everyone new hope for the future. Although the old Ross people do not know the specific date of immigration, the huge fleet is anchored at the dock.
This year there is no war mission to fight against others. The only mission is to immigrate. They cheered all night today and are mentally prepared to immigrate in three days. Many old Russian families have already made plans to sell in the open-air market at dawn tomorrow.
The useless soft stuff at home can be exchanged for silver coins so that they can be used in the New Oriental World.
Rurik returned to his mansion in high spirits, and the two sisters Rumia and Lumi had already changed into casual clothes and followed him. Although some tribal women were ordered by Governor Haro Zuosen to be maids, Rurik rejected them one by one.
.Except for the old barracks outdoors where elite mercenaries lived, there were only three people in the huge three-story palace, including him and his two wives.
The oil lamps were lit one after another by Rumia. It had been half a year since she saw her man again. He was even more majestic and majestic. Even though he was older, he had become a dwarf.
She gently put down the lighted oil lamp, and obviously had something to do. She slowly walked in to her man, her prince.
In front of Rurik, Lumi, the legitimate daughter of the Salmon Lord tribe who did 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! Okay! Okay... I owe you!"
Poor Rumi was like a light bulb. She watched helplessly as Prince Rurik carried High Priest Rumia into the bedroom like a princess. Because she was also a prince's woman, she was curious, thirsty and even a little jealous, and she had already reluctantly
How could Lumi not want to become a woman when she reached the traditional critical age? Because, this is not only because Lumi is a woman, but also because her tribe, which was almost destroyed, needs someone to save it.
"Since Carlotta saved her Ostara with her brave belly, I should follow suit."
Obviously this night belongs to the prince and the high priest, and Rurik will not do anything to make Rumia sad at the critical moment.
Rumia was finally satisfied. She lay on the leather blanket and breathed heavily: "Rurik, the next one will be... will it be a son? We didn't succeed last time, and we will definitely do it this time."
"Maybe. Whether it will succeed or not, whether it will be a son or not, everything depends on Odin's will." Rurik quietly prepared. It would be most romantic if he could light a cigarette at this time.
"It must be a son. I feel that Odin has given me a revelation. I...will give you a good war chief (general)."
"That would be great. In that case, my son must have a good and appropriate name. For example, Kharlki."
"What a straightforward, good name."
Fathers may be creative in naming their children, or they may be extremely uncreative. Rurik chose the latter this time. The so-called Helgi's original meaning was a simple and crude "pure man". Speaking of which, he remembered his cousin's name.
The name is also a similar spelling word, and the meaning is probably "pure man". It even includes his own name "Rurik", which means "reborn pure man". If the father hadn't died of two sons,
I wouldn't give myself such a name either.
Rumia is satisfied, but she still misses her daughter: "Vilika..."
"She is very good. She is taken care of by her grandparents. She has learned to run in the past winter and her speech has become much clearer."
"That's great. I really want to see her."
"You'll see me soon."
"Yes! But after we leave, the temple in the city will also have to be relocated. Is this really appropriate?"
"Are you worried?" Rurik shrugged: "There is nothing wrong with it. I decided that I will build a bigger one in New Roseburg, preferably made of stone. I will also build a better statue of the god.
, a group of young priests must also be recruited, everything must be formalized, and everyone must feel solemn and solemn when they see the temple and the square.”
"My heart was moved just by what you said." Rumia got up and snuggled next to Rurik again: "But doing this will cost a lot of money."
"Oh? You are actually worried about finances?"
Rumia nodded and added: "People pray for you. In the six months since you were gone, I have saved a huge sum of money in my money box. This money belongs to you. It will be very good to use it to build a new temple."
."
"There is actually a huge amount of money?!" Rurik was moved. He never thought that the "incense donation" donation box he thought of on a whim would actually become a wealth-collecting treasure? "How much is it?"
"There are nearly two hundred pounds of silver coins."
"Ah?! So many? This...how is it possible that my people are so rich?"
Rumia burst into laughter, and she told her whole story without any disguise in front of her man. How could she get so much money for nothing? It was all about those statues of gods.
In the Nordic world, no tribe has spent huge sums of money to make large gold-plated statues of gods. The Russians not only cast them, but also built six of them in one go. Except for the Valkyrie Sperosvilia, which the Russians believed in, the other five gods
They are all great gods recognized by everyone. The gods are in charge of different affairs. The affairs controlled by these five gods basically cover all aspects of everyone's life.
Foreign businessmen and local craftsmen were willing to give some money as gifts, and Rumia also invented a saying that "the jingling of coins means your prayers will be answered by the gods."
Ordinary people would take out at most one silver coin to offer it during Hanukkah on the winter solstice, and then pray to the gods to bless everything for the next year.
Businessmen and craftsmen are the most demanding, because they also face many big sacrifices in their lives. There are businessmen here who do not hesitate to give half a pound or even a pound of huge sums of money to make donations, which are worth even more outrageous amounts. They all pray to God for blessings.
The God of Business is blessed by Frey. However, most of these people are engaged in clothing processing related to leather and linen. They produce just-in-demand goods and sell them overseas. They have been Rossburg's key income-generating products since ancient times, and Ross Hunter has provided a variety of products in recent years.
There are more and more leathers, and it is difficult for practitioners in related industries not to make money.
Businessmen and craftsmen generally do not think that this is because they are business wizards or because of the dividends brought by the Roseburg platform. Their beliefs are very simple, that is, they are willing to believe that their prayers to God have an effect.
Therefore, the small temple in Rossburg's hometown has always been "constantly popular."
Rumia described it like this. The more he listened, the more Rurik wanted to laugh. He was so excited inside. Who would have thought that Rumia also had some business acumen? Not only that! This woman has served as the high priest, at least when it comes to "making money".
The method is good. Fortunately, this is his woman, but if it were another high priest, it would be a bit dangerous.
The most expensive thing after immigration is to build new settlements and then solve the problem of sustainable development. Farming cannot be done this year, 835, and new immigrants should receive a batch of mature fields in the spring of next year and actively open up land.
In the past 100 years, the residents of Rus' have relied on marriage and blood to form a whole. Now the dispersion of the people of Rus' is inevitable. The concept of Rus has become very big. In the past, the social relations that relied on blood as ties will become more common in Eastern Slavic countries.
As the new world with more people slowly dilutes, it is necessary to establish a new thing as the common thought of everyone, such as building a large temple and adding a new fire god named "Peron". From then on, Rus has
The Seven Gods.
Building a large temple will consume a lot of wealth. It is a truth that wonders can spoil a country. Rurik really wants to build another large-scale city in New Roseburg, and the cost is definitely not small. Rumia relies on the income from donations.
Wealth is still too little compared with the funds to face the huge urban construction needs.
Perhaps attacking a powerful enemy, using Ross's powerful army to defeat them and seizing huge wealth, New Rossburg will become the pearl of the north in a short time.
"By doing business safely with the Danes, I can use my dumping advantage to drain their wealth. If war is still inevitable, Blue Fox, it would be best if you could create an excuse for war for me."
So how will Rurik wait until three months later? It's just the end of May now.
Rurik does need a lot of capital to build his own Ross. When his own hematopoietic ability is not very good, plundering other wealth is the best solution. War is of course a bad strategy, but if it is to gain profits through trade, it is the best strategy. Therefore, he
Even if there is a willingness to reconcile with Denmark, it is okay not to reconcile. As long as Hedeby remains a free trade port, the Russians will continue to feed on Danish flesh and blood to fatten themselves.
Rumia stayed up all night, and all the emotions she had squeezed for more than half a year were vented in this night. This made Rurik stare until dawn, when the maid went to report to the prince on the order of Haro Zuosen.
But they saw that the prince and the high priest were still entangled together and sleeping soundly.
Little Lumi woke up and stood up helplessly to go out. She was wearing a plain robe and her black hair was tied into a big ponytail. She stood upright and described to Harold Johnson who was waiting outside: "The Governor, the prince and the high priest are still entangled. They are very
I’m tired and don’t want anyone to disturb me. Anything you and everyone else have to do may have to wait until tomorrow.”
She is actually a bit maverick and arrogant. She dares to shout with the old guy Haro Zuosen because she is a woman from Rurik. She also has self-awareness and knows that she has to do her job well and cannot overstep it, so she said
After finishing speaking, we returned to the small temple that needed to be guarded.
The small temple will be demolished soon. When she came back, she felt a little regretful when she saw the statue of the god. She also looked at the people who brought silver coins to worship them, and she had to receive them with a business-like smile. When she heard the silver coins dropped into the box,
The sound of jingle bells means auspicious words must be offered.
Today's Harold Zosen was in vain. He and his old friends thought that the prince would implement extremely high work efficiency and hold an elite meeting the second time he returned home. Obviously Rurik is indeed a real man.
, he can overcome the fatigue of traveling and traveling, and suddenly wilt in the gentle land of the woman he loves.
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 were also a group of old guys. There were Governor Harold Johnson, the shipbuilding wizard Hotla and his close friends, the old blacksmith Klavasen and his four other old guys, one of the immigrants from Mälaren.
Herriger, the manager of the New Ross people, the deer farmer's representative, Ellenburg's representative in the Rossburg satellite town of Iron Furnace Town, the owner of the clothing workshop Vodgen, and even the most important businessman Gould.
Rurik grew up into a generation of heroes. Now anyone who says he has a childish look on his face is just dazzled. Rurik has grown up, and the age spots on the faces of the old guys have become more and more serious. The former warriors are now unable to pick up weapons.
The old blacksmith was so proud that he could not swing the sledgehammer too many times. Gould's condition was not good recently. He occasionally had headaches and felt weak.
Everyone is mortal, and everyone is doing things for Rurik, the "son of Odin". Presumably, the souls after death will return to the wonderful Asgard.
The anxious gathering of everyone also reflects the will of the entire Roseburg people. Everyone hopes that Rurik will convene a meeting immediately. Since he has done something important, it is difficult for everyone to force it. Harold Zosen made the final arrangement: "The prince and the high priest are here.
Together, they are like Odin and Freya. Let them have a good rest, and we should go back and prepare each other, and prepare the things we will treat and discuss with the prince, and then we will discuss and resolve them one by one."
Indeed, the old man Harold Zuosen has some skills in handling government affairs. He was the loser in the competition for leaders in the old days. Now that the Ross country is prosperous and prosperous, he asserts that he would definitely not be able to do it, but stick to his hometown in Rossburg.
He has long been familiar with the road. It was under his management that all economic activities in his hometown were as orderly as they were in the past half century.
Harold Zuosen was indeed a local official who thought Shoucheng was the best, but he was also old, even older than Otto.