Heads were placed in front of the coffin of the great master and piled up into small hills.

The guards pulled a ox cart and walked from the east of the square. The executioners raised headless bodies from the ground and quickly filled the empty carriages, stacking higher and higher.

One car was obviously not enough, but no one dared to change the fixed ritual process. After the previous ox cart was full, the second ox cart could enter the venue. The cattle waiting in the snowflakes and the cold felt bored. They became interested in the bright red liquid flowing on the ground, kept leaning over and sniffing, and even stretched out their soft tongues and licked them a few times.

Lingchi's process was the same as before, without any change. The executioner still sprinkled medicine powder on the surface of the wound with a cut, and the blood was locked firmly in the body of the tortured person and would not die due to excessive blood loss.

She kept screaming, and Niu Zhenfeng next to her was no exception. The two seemed to be participating in a strange competition, to see who screamed louder, whose begged more shriller, and whose performance could be more forgivable to others.

Tianhao walked down from the high platform, came to the coffin of the great master, knelt on his knees, and slowly kowtowed with indescribable solemnity and solemnity.

"You are the person I respect most in this era. I avenge you and I will fulfill my promise to you. I will lead this tribe to become stronger. Rest in peace... You will not have any regrets, nor will you regret the decisions you have made."

His voice was low and slow, and no one heard it.

Tianhao just knelt down like this, but he didn't stand up for a long time, like a lifeless statue.

He was filled with mixed feelings.

To be fair, the great master gave him too much support. Tianhao has always had an instinctive awe for this kind and wise old man.

Putting aside feelings and talking about reason, the great national master is actually the biggest obstacle to Tianhao's promotion. Whether it is Niu Wei's battle or Niu Weifang, Tianhao never takes them seriously. Needless to say, Niu Wei's battle, he is stubborn, arrogant and rude. Even if he gets support from everyone to ascend the throne, he will soon mess up the entire Niu clan. The final outcome is not that the angry tribe leader of various divisions will be driven off the throne, and he will die from assassination, or some abnormal "accident".

Niu Weifang has a rich idea and is the kind of superior who can accept the opinions of most people. But Tianhao is not optimistic about him. Being gentle and friendly to the people is the advantage, but Niu Weifang is too weak and it is difficult to stick to the end on the issue of principle. He will become a successful king, but he will never become a pioneering territory and turn the Niu tribe into the monarch of a huge empire.

As for Niu Yanfang... from a fair standpoint, she is smart, cunning, cruel and ruthless, and desperate to achieve her goal. In fact, compared to her two brothers, she is the best figure in the generation of the former kings. But she is a woman, and her starting point is all based on self-interest and never considers others.

If you want to become a king, there are only two prerequisites—either you are strong and so strong that everyone must look up to and develop an active dependence.either you are gentle and kind, and never tire of adjusting measures so that everyone can enjoy equal benefits.

All the heirs of the throne died in civil strife. If the great master was still alive, even if Tianhao received his support, it would be difficult for him to carry out his reform plan within the clan.

All the problems can only be attributed to the gods. It was the ancient ancestors of the bull tribe who saw the hope of the strong clan, and it was them who allowed future generations to give way in their destiny and time to space, and it was them who indirectly or directly allowed Tianhao to gain power... In short, everything that should have happened happened. From ordinary nobles to ordinary people, they all recognized that the temporary parliament formed by the four clan leaders was the highest authority of the bull tribe at present.

On this day, the residents of Heijiao City saw Tianhao kneeling in front of the great master spirit, sincere and serious.

They were confused about the future because in the centuries-long history of the bull tribe, there was the first time that there was no heir to the throne, but four clan leaders formed a council to rule. Of course, this was just a temporary move in the transition period. When the huge funeral ceremony ended and the order in the city was restored, a regent would be produced among them to manage the tribe.

According to the rules, the Regent's reign is five years. If he performs well in all aspects and receives unanimous praise from everyone, he will automatically become the new king in the sixth year of the end of the reign.

On the contrary, if he acts against the law, the provisional parliament can disqualify the regent at any time and choose a new ethnic manager.

Headed by Tianhao, people lifted their coffins and walked slowly towards the selected cemetery outside the city.

There are many people carrying coffin.

Tianfeng, Tiankuang, Wu Qi, Yonggang, Black Tooth, Curved Tooth, Blast Tooth... Almost all the high-level officials of Lei Niu Department came. It was the practice of passing more than a dozen thick wooden sticks through the bottom of the coffin and forming a large platform. Funeral ceremony of this scale is extremely rare. Except for the king with a noble status, only elders who are respected by everyone are qualified to enjoy it.

Unexpectedly, among the many noble coffin carryrs, residents of Black Point City saw some women.

Ayi walked beside Tianhao.

Aju is in the posterior position.

There are also Wu Rong and the old lady Osmanthus.

Tianhao used silent actions to tell everyone that the bull tribe must change and must give up some ignorant and useless rules for the purpose of being strong. Improving the social status of women is one of the most important links, which is equivalent to incorporating half of the ethnic forces into the formal use channel, rather than just allowing them to assume secondary responsibilities and stay at home to have children.

If he was just a mere Lord of Panshi City or Lord of Panshi, he would not have been so high-profile.

Two million members of the Lei Niu Ministry are his solid backing, powerful means noble, and his fists are big enough to speak before someone can listen. Women are useless, women are commodities, and women can trade at will... Tianhao wants to fundamentally change this situation. He is not a pure feminist, but he knows very well that women are an important part of the ethnic group and even the country.

Yuan Meng and Zongyu were also coffin carryrs, and Niu Lingxiao walked with them.

The three patriarchs were all confused. From the beginning of the execution to the present, the residents of Black Kowloon City have not shown any opposition to Tianhao, the new ruler. You should know that the sense of identity cannot be generated in just a few days, let alone he is just a patriarch, not a member of the royal family.

Sufficient food is the material basis. In the past period, according to Tianhao's order, the working group visited every family in the city. They also brought gifts and transported the granary of Heijiao City, so that civilians could get more food rations before winter.

Yun Kai's attitude made a choice on behalf of the imperial guards. The commander of the North District Guohao and the commander of the South District Feiyun helped Tianhao stabilize the situation in the city, backed by strong military forces, and ensured the smooth transition of the regime.

The Intelligence Department started to contact them a few years ago. Whether it was Yuan Meng or the Zong Realm, including the King of the Fierce Bull, they knew nothing about it. After the incident, Niu Yanfang was arrested, and then they thought of winning over the commanders of Heijiao City and getting more military support. But it was too late at that time. Although Yun Kai and others did not swear allegiance to Tianhao, they had already expressed their position with practical actions.

The operation must be ahead, and the temporary cramming is useless.

After being buried, watching the damp and cold soil spilling on the surface of the coffin bit by bit, Tianhao's heart seemed to be taken into another world, gradually floating away, and becoming more enthusiastic.

Piles of people piled up in front of the graves, and the work of covering the soil tombs was carried out at the same time. There was no large underground palace in ancient history, nor did it take decades to build the underground building. It was just a tomb that covered a slightly larger area and was waterproofed with lime and charcoal in advance. In addition, the outside of the grave was piled up with stones and erected monuments, and then expanded into a cemetery of more than 100 square meters.

Looking at the words engraved on the tombstone, Tianhao seemed to see the eyes of the great master.

He stared at me.

He is a wise man and knows everything after his death.

Those eyes were harsh and tolerant, and more were kindness and care.

Behind him, there was a cry.

Tianhao raised his head and looked at the dark and gloomy sky.

The future is so exciting.

...

It was late at night and the whole world was hidden into darkness. Fires were lit near the execution platform in the square, and temporary wooden sheds were set up around it. This was done to shelter Niu Yanfang and Niu Zhenfeng from the wind and rain, ensure that they were not frozen to death during the cold night, and continued to endure until tomorrow, and to receive greater pain.

Outside the palace, the area where the nobles live.

This is a hidden small room with candles lit in the room and the light is not bright, but it seems that this little light is enough for the three people who gathered together to discuss in a low voice.

Niu Lingxiao glanced back and forth at Yuan Meng and Zong Yu with his fanatical eyes and asked: "You all saw it today. He was so arrogant and didn't take us seriously at all. From execution to burial, he had the final say in everything. If this continues, there will be no place for us in the court in the future."

It was very cold at night, and Yuan Meng wrapped his leather robe tightly. He was very dissatisfied with this dark and cold room... Too bad, there was not even a fire-making charcoal basin here. Although he understood that this was for the sake of confidentiality, he still couldn't help but complain and then complained.

"I said, can't you get some charcoal fire in and burn it? It's too cold." Yuan Meng muttered unhappily: "I don't think Ah Hao is wrong to do this. After all, we have discussed before that everyone agreed from the execution to the burial of the great master. He is young and it is his idea to use that kind of iron horn to let everyone hear it."

"I'm not referring to this." Niu Lingxiao's face was gloomy: "Can't you still see it? Niu Tianhao wants to step on us to take over. That's right, Lei Niu tribe is very strong now, and he is fully qualified to be the Regent. But where does he put us? Even if he can't wait to climb up, at least he has to go through our consent."

Zong Yu is very cunning. Even if he knows the crux of the problem, he never expresses his opinions easily. He looked at Niu Lingxiao calmly: "What the hell do you want to say?"

"Everything must be done according to the rules. This is a saying that Niu Tianhao often said." Niu Lingxiao's face was full of calculations, and he did not hide it: "There was an old saying from the ancestors: treat the person with the way of others. According to the rules, the parliament votes according to the normal procedures to elect the regent."

Yuan Meng shrank into a ball. He curled his lips and laughed, "Niu Lingxiao, I can't tell! Your heart is quite big. Why? The great national magistrate has left, there is no one in the royal family, and your mind is also full of energy. Want to taste what it feels like to sit on the throne?"

The King of the Fierce Bull didn't care about this, and a smile spread on his face: "I know how much I have. I am not referring to me, but you two."

Yuan Meng and Zong Yu looked at each other and saw questions from each other.

Zong Yu slowly rubbed his fingers, and his wrinkled eyelids slightly raised: "What do you mean?"

"I think no matter who you two is, it is better than Niu Tianhao." Niu Lingxiao lowered the volume while smiling, and his words were full of temptation: "Not anyone can become the Regent. This kind of thing requires qualifications and ability."

He continued: "There are only four people in the provisional parliament. As long as the three of us reach an agreement, it will be three to one. Even if Niu Tianhao opposes, he will have no choice but to do anything to us."

Yuan Meng and Zong Yu looked at each other again, but this time no one spoke and fell into silence in a tacit understanding.

After a long time, Zong Yu suddenly laughed, and he controlled his voice: "Why didn't I find you so smart before?"

Yuan Meng also smiled, his actions became more direct. He stood up, wrapped his leather robe tightly from inside, and turned around and walked towards the door.

The clan domain followed immediately.

Niu Lingxiao was stunned.

All this came suddenly, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. The persuasion sentences prepared in his mind did not work at all. He could only watch Yuan Meng and Zongyu walk out, and cold air poured in from the open door, which made him shiver and shrank his neck.

The snow became heavier and fell one after another, forming a thin layer on the ground.

Yuan Meng stepped on the snowflakes that had not yet condensed and sneered in a low voice: "Niu Lingxiao, this dog bastard, has no good intentions at all."

Zong Yu walked beside him and nodded slightly: "He is not the same as us. He was placed in his position from the beginning. The clan leader of a small tribe with only 200,000 people actually wanted to be the regent. Hum... I really don't know what he was thinking."

Yuan Meng's ridicule even louder: "Yes! On the surface, he pushed us two old guys out, but in fact he wanted us to pave the way for him and help him block Tianhao in front. It's really a scheming."

After laughing, Zong Yu felt a little bored and said angrily: "The temporary council was Tianhao's idea. He asked us to pull Niu Lingxiao in. To be calculating... he is truly brainy and very clever."

Yuan Meng exhaled two white breaths from his nostrils: "This is for people outside to see. Speaking of which, we are all old and can't compare to these young people. I thought about it carefully. 150,000 is 150,000! This number is barely acceptable, at least Tianhao didn't eat alone. Although the meat we distributed to us was a little less, it was still meat after all."
Chapter completed!