"It is a big event to take over as the head of the clan leader. The clan witches and all the officials with more than 100 heads will go to the inauguration site to participate in the testimony. They all know that you are sick, and I told them that you are very irritable and always lose your temper for no reason. When you get angry, you order killing people regardless of everything. They are all afraid of you, so they entrust me to take full care of you and say hello to them on their behalf."

Lu Qingxi smiled and sighed: "To be honest, it's all for you to be blessed by your father. The reason they do this is because of your father."

Lu Qingyuan opened his furious eyes and struggled to straighten his upper body, but his wrists and ankles were fixed, and his hips were firmly stuck in the center of the bed hole. He was destined to be desperate and futile. His skinny chest was fluctuating violently, and he shouted hoarsely: "...you...what were you saying?"

"After getting the throne from grandpa, you killed a lot of people." Lu Qingxi's smile was sincere and did not make any falsification: "The previous clan witch, three deputy captains of the guards, seven thousand heads, more than thirty hundred heads, and other leaders of all sizes of the city... I know that killing is a necessary means to consolidate power. This is how you educated me when you were a child. Those who are dissatisfied should die. Those who want to plan to hold the throne must be beheaded. Only dead people's heads can have a deterrent force on living people, make them obedient and honest...

Respectful Father! There are too many people who die at your hands. They have family, wives and children, and friends. They will grow up, and the seeds of hatred take root and sprout in their hearts, and now they have grown into towering trees. Do you think those who seem obedient are real confidants? In fact, as long as they give them enough benefits, they will turn to me. Food, women, power... I am not greedy for money, I can satisfy everything they want. If I can't even control everything like this, then this world...haha, it must be a false and empty world of bastards."

Lu Qingyuan stopped struggling. He was stiff all over and lay straight on the bed. He looked at the little flying insects hovering in the air with his empty eyes, and let out a desperate whimper: "So... you all look forward to my death..."

"Don't think of everyone so badly." Lu Qingxi sneered: "Many people don't know. They just don't like you, but they don't really hate you. It is because of this that I can use the excuse of "being sick" to keep them out."

After pausing, he turned around and picked up the cup that was placed on the table next to him: "Come on, it's time for you to take the medicine."

From "you" to "you", the tone is natural and very smooth.

Lu Qingyuan looked at him with his old eyes and gritted his teeth, "Why didn't you kill me directly?"

"That will make people see the flaws." Lu Qingxi said lightly: "After all, you are the patriarch, and there are many ways to kill people. Beheading your head and digging your heart is too much, and you can see that you died of murder at a glance. It's different to be sick. There are no scars on your body, and no one knows how you died. Only in this way can I take your place smoothly and become the new king of the stag."

He immediately smiled self-deprecatingly: "Do you think I spent so much effort to make this special bed for you just for fun? Just lie down like this forever! This is a very good medicine. It is gentle and requires drinking many times to produce results, so your bones will not turn black and no one can see the problem. More importantly, it will make you close your eyes unknowingly, without pain, no struggle, and very comfortable."

"...you...you are a bastard...rebellious..." Lu Qingyuan let out a painful cry.

"You have to blame you for all this." Lu Qingxi was not angry. His tone was very formal and plain: "If you had given the throne to me earlier, these things would not have happened. By the way, let me tell you one more thing: the second brother was dead. Last night, the maid found his body in the bathtub. The second brother usually only had to use the bathtub to take a bath, and he could not move when sitting inside. It was probably because he accidentally slipped and drowned in the basin. So, now you have only me."

"It's you! It's you who killed him!" Lu Qingyuan's voice trembled and rushed. He had never been as clear as he is now and saw everything clearly.

"Yes, I did it, but so what?" Lu Qingxi smiled brightly and naturally: "The news of your order to send troops last time was that I gave the Niu people a breath of the news. I asked them to kill the eldest brother and not put him back. There is only one throne, and the fewer people are in the way, the better."

Lu Qingxi is no longer what he used to be.

Conspiracy and tricks will make people grow rapidly, especially the father-killing position, which tests a person's patience and cruelty. It doesn't take too long to go from a good young man to a lunatic, not to mention that Lu Qingxi is not a good person at all.

"It's time for you to take medicine." He put the medicine cup over again.

"Get out!" Lu Qingyuan wanted to swallow the person in front of him and cut him into pieces.

Lu Qingxi smiled contemptuously and slapped his father twice with his backhand. He turned his left hand upside down, pressed his father's cheek with huge fingers, forcibly pressed the joint between his jaw and skull, forcing Lu Qingyuan to open his mouth, then poured the cup over and poured all the liquid into the depths of his throat.

...

When Fuquan arrived at Mulu City, Lu Qingyuan was already dead.

Lu Qingxi inherited the throne as soon as possible and was recognized by clan witches and several other important figures. What is lacking at present is just a ceremony and a procession.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for ordinary village leaders like Fuquan to see the patriarch. But he is an exception. On the one hand, Lu Qingxi once went to Panshi Village with Fuquan's help, and on the other hand, Lu Qingxi had just succeeded to the throne, and even if he pretended, he had to set an example of being close to his subordinates.

It is mainly because of the first floor, the reception location is arranged in a small room in the city lord's mansion.

When he closed the door, Fuquan fell to the ground with his knees and cried and begged: "King, help me!"

He cried and cried, saying the matter roughly. Although the pronunciation of the words was not very clear, Lu Qingxi still basically understood what Fuquan wanted to express.

"Ahao defeated the Pig tribe. His small village now has a population of over 10,000, and has been upgraded to a city?"

"He is the city lord now?"

"They are building roads and are reluctant to trade fabrics for last year's price?"

"He's going to kill you?"

Shocking news one after another made Lu Qingxi dizzy.

The father-killing position is a big event. Lu Qingxi, who is in a conspiracy, rarely pays attention to information from the outside world. He knew that a war broke out between Panshi Village and the Pig people, but he was not interested in the outcome. After all, it was difficult to deliver messages in this barbaric world, without telephone and telegram, and no Internet. Mulu City is far from Panshi Village, and there are two tribes of different genus. In the cold winter, few people go out, and spring is the season when everyone is busy with farming. If Fuquan hadn't brought the news this time, it would have been a long time before he knew these things.

Fuquan looked at Lu Qingxi with anticipation: "Master, what should I do now?"

Lu Qingxi thought for a long time.

"...Sell the cloth to Ahao!" The speech was very slow, half of his body was covered by shadows, his eyes were low and he looked at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking: "Just sell it at the price he said......"

"King... how can this be done?" Fu Quan's face was filled with hurt and shocked expressions, and he was speechless, and he couldn't say a word after that.

"It's just a little cotton cloth, nothing can do it." Lu Qingxi quickly recovered. He raised his head and exuded the majesty that the new king should have: "The Niu people are good at fighting, and their weapons are unparalleled in the world. Do you think I should start a full war with them for this matter? Or to take into account your face and interests, I sent tens of thousands of troops to attack Panshi City? Don't forget, we sent troops last year, and my elder brother was the leader. What's the result? My head was bleeding and the whole army was wiped out..."

Fuquan opened his mouth, his incredible expression gradually faded on his face, and sadness and pain became the dominant ones: "King, the food in Zuosuozhai has never been enough. If it is based on the price given by the Niu people, someone will starve to death!"

"That's your own problem." The light shrouded Lu Qingxi's young side face. He looked at Fuquan kneeling on the ground with disgust: "Who told you not to grow food, but only grow cotton? Last time I went to Zuosuo Village, I specifically warned you to be careful. The price of cotton must be more expensive than food, but your village is not in a good position. Once there is a problem in this regard, no one can help you."

After hearing the last sentence, Fuquan did not hesitate for a second. He immediately lay down and knocked his forehead on the ground, making a dull sound.

"Please help me, I'm willing to exchange all the cotton cloth in Zuosuo Village for grain." His dull voice sounded very sad: "I want food, just the food of our Lu people."

Looking down at Fuquan kneeling on the ground, Lu Qing looked at the west side of the sky with no expression and said coldly: "It's the spring desolation season, where can I give you excess food? Besides, this kind of thing has always been solved by each city and village. If you think the Niu tribe is given less, you can go to the Lion tribe to try your luck. Although they will also lower the price, they are not as cruel as the Niu tribe."

After saying that, he stood up from the chair and turned around and left.

Fuquan knelt alone on the ground, looking at the floor with half the sunshine and half shadows in front of him, thinking about something.

...

A few days later, news came from the border: Fuquan took everyone in Zuosuozhai to surrender to Panshi City.

Lu Qingxi sat on the spacious and cold throne, put the animal skin document that informed the news aside, stood up, walked slowly to the window, and looked at the lush scenery outside.

How could Panshi City not be short of cloth?

That is, Fuquan, the brainless guy, was frightened by Tianhao's verbal threat.

He didn't think about it. A city with tens of thousands of people, everyone has to dress and eat, which is the top priority that the city lord must solve. In fact, in Lu Qingxi's view, solving the problem of eating is easier than solving the problem of clothes. After all, there are many sources of food, and now it is summer, with wild vegetables and fruits everywhere in the mountains, not to mention that Panshi City is not far from the sea, and the abundant fish harvest is enough to make up for the food gap.

Speaking of clothes... If there is no fabric, there are only two options left. Either wear animal skin or leaves.

Humph, even if you kill all the beasts around Panshi City, you may not be able to get enough skin.

As for the leaves... it would be fine if a man puts a rope around his waist. If he changes to a woman, just thinking about it would feel like it was a very beautiful scenery.

A bunch of dark butts.

Tianhao is a very powerful guy. He has a big appetite. From his attitude towards the Pig tribe, he can see that this is a person with inflated ambitions. He wanted to swallow Zuosuozhai, but it was not convenient to send troops for some reason, at least now. So he deliberately intimidated Fuquan and forced Fuquan to find a way out by exchanging food at a low price.

What can a village leader with a few thousand people have a way to change the world?

He can only ask for help from the king of the clan.

I don't want to care about this kind of thing at all, I'm too lazy to care about it, and I dare not care about it.

Lu Qingxi and Tianhao signed a secret covenant, and he had too many handles in Tianhao's hands. For example, when using poison to kill his biological father, Tianhao knew every link.

Haha, he is my teacher, my ally, and even a partner.

Only fools will send troops to help Fuquan consolidate the security of Zuosuozhai.

Only fools will help Fuquan solve the food problem.

Only fools will always plan to destroy the Rock City and kill the young city lord.

Of course, the last one is actually Lu Qingxi’s real idea.

But he has no courage and no strength to execute and complete it.

The dead father tried it, but failed. He ended up in a miserable way. He sacrificed his two sons and wore the crown on his young son's head in a daze.

Since Tianhao wants Zuosuozhai so much, let him take it.

If this is not enough to fill his appetite, I can give up more. As long as you have that ability, all the villages on the border can give you.

This is a plan that Lu Qingxi had long considered. For this reason, he was willing to give up a population of 10,000 to 20,000.

The key is to firmly control Mular City.

After all, I am a new king, and I have too many covetous eyes hiding in the dark.

I understand very well why my father wanted to kill people in a big way back then. Only dead people's heads could shock living people. Especially those guys who have already gained benefits and were bribed early, even the gods would shake their heads and sigh when they saw them. The reason why these guys supported me to become the new king was that they wanted to suck my blood, eat my meat, and finally squeeze me out.

I have to take control of the army.

I have to get strong help.

The City of Rock is my strong ally.

Just a few villages on the border are treated as gifts I gave to Ahao.

Even if he wants more, I'm willing to give it to you.

Do you want my wife?

Or son?

no problem!

I dare to kill my own father, and what else do I dare not do?

I just have the power.
Chapter completed!