Rise of Rurik

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When the fire tower turns to warm ashes, the new year is here.

The time of day is increasing rapidly, and although the whole world is covered with snow, the Slavs must act, because the spring ploughing is almost here.

Winter continues, and the people of Novgorod are busy for the first time in winter.

The work of artisans is a supplement to the daily life. The basic task of people's life is still farming. Once the spring ploughing starts, all the male and female laborers have to work in the fields.

In the first month of the new year, young Regraf is growing rapidly. The selected wet nurse will become prosperous because of this child, and her family will surely ascend to heaven.

But he is not the eldest son.

Mary is dead, and Rurik sometimes misses her tenderness. She is indeed a woman who knows how to fool men. In the past, it was her way of surviving in the court of Mercia. Later, his love for her was sincere.

But she is still dead, which is her destiny in a sense. From any angle, she was an adult when she was alive. If her pelvis were enlarged, she should be able to avoid dystocia, and she should still be alive and kicking now.

Queen Mary was a captured slave after all, and Rurik's many wives and concubines had different attitudes towards her.

She gave birth to a baby boy at the cost of her life, and the vigilant woman senses a crisis.

The wives and concubines had jobs, and they were busy making paper.

Now that the papermaking work is on the right track, a group of local people have happily invested in the related processes, which has caused thousands of trees to lose their bark. Birch bark is the best, and fir bark is also fine. Add some hemp cloth and hemp rope to it, so that the paper made from the pulp is softer.

Rurik intends to build a paper mill in Novgorod. Based on the absence of chemical bleaching and pickling agents, there is no ecological harm in the waste water of papermaking being poured into the Volkhov River at will.

If the locals are just busy farming, how to create more surplus wealth.

The Duchy of Rus can make a fortune through the paper industry, and the people should also enjoy enough benefits. Of course, the big money must be taken away for the duke.

This matter should be considered in the long run. What Rurik needs most now is a large amount of paper to spare, and the wives and concubines are working hard.

He always soaked in the house to inspect and supervise, chatted with his wives and concubines, and listened to their chirping.

Mary's death is always a pity, everyone kept silent, and they were more afraid of childbirth.

Only Carlotta.

When others didn't want to talk about it, Carlotta paused his work and said something in Rurik's ear: "Our promise, you have to fulfill. God will never test me all the time."

"Then come tonight. I'll prepare a small room..."

This night, there were bursts of gasps from the warm house. She was pressed against the blanket by Rurik, and she said, "I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid of anything. I want a boy, and even if I die, it's all worth it..."

Compared to Rurik, Carlotta was the one who fell into extreme joy. She was older than Rurik, and she was already an adult in the biological sense. Coupled with the dream of revival of the tribe, psychologically and physiologically, she really longed for a son more than ever.

"I want a son! I don't want a territory, I want a son. As long as I give birth to a son and let my people live in peace, it is worth sacrificing my life for this! Freya! Reward me..." After that, he was hesitant. I am also in a trance.

Rurik kept his face blank. He not only enjoyed the excitement, but also completed the task.

Carlotta's physical fitness is very good, she is not young, but...

If it's been like this for a month, it's just because she's tired, and if she still can't conceive, then it's not a matter of timing. But her body is the kind of rare infertility, which is the biggest disaster as a woman in this era.

The son and Carlotta have been extremely close in recent days. When they are older, it is said that the two dukes are deepening their affection. When they are younger, it is a general relationship between husband and wife.

Otto hopes for more grandchildren. If the Duchess of Ostara finally has it, it will be a great event.

Otto boasted that he also sensed another meaning: his son was venting his grief.

People have their own destiny, Velika and Regraf, their mothers have their own misfortunes, both children are thriving, and children with the blood of the "Son of God" will definitely be able to avoid disasters.

Carlotta is not simply seeking a child now. When Rurik was lying flat on his back, panting, she leaned in smilingly and blew the pillow wind.

"Rurik, I heard that spring is here early. I saw that the Slavs were already preparing for spring ploughing, and we..."

"Yes... it's a matter of surveying and mapping the fields. To do it! We also have to prepare."

"It's not just about this."

"What else? Your belly must be getting bigger. You know, your other sisters will be jealous when they see us like this."

"It's not about this either." She continued to smile.

"What's the matter?"

"I...I have a big decision, I just need your approval."

Rurik was a little impatient: "Come on, I will support reasonable requests."

Carlotta put her head on Rurik's shoulder, and stroked the soft beard of the beloved man with one hand. "Okay. I...I really don't care about territory. I am your woman, and my clansmen are all your subjects."

She said that Rurik would not be sleepy all of a sudden. What she said had nothing to do with love words, it was clearly the most important event.

"What do you... think?"

"When the glaciers thaw, I plan to relocate all my clansmen. I think all Ostara people will settle in this lake area. The scenery here is too similar to my hometown, and it is warmer and farther away from disputes."

"you……"

"I don't want a territory. If I insist on a territory, I only want a small piece of land. I want to farm there and raise cattle, and I will pay you taxes. How wonderful! Ostara is a duchy, meaningless, I I don't deserve to be a duchess. I am a title conferred by the king of Sweden, and you don't recognize the new king Bjorn now, so I have no reason to be a duke."

"Are you serious?" Rurik asked with a sullen face under the night.

"seriously."

"Indeed, your title is nothing but the product of compromise. Olegin used the banner of Ostara's revenge to unite everyone, but unfortunately he was defeated. Now all Sweden knows that you are my woman, Ostara. Nor does it exist in Sweden."

"Then, would you agree that the Ostarans are all your subjects?"

"Yes! No. Because, they are all Russ."

This sentence has explained everything, and Carlotta continued to smile: "I have also inquired about some things these days. I learned that there is a large swamp area on the south side of this lake, and the nearby farms were killed by you for rebellion. Give me that land. , I want the farmland there, and I want the swamps to raise cattle. You... promise? I will pay the eleventh tax. I won't be a duke, I'll be your boyar."

Rurik hadn't imagined that she would make such a decision. She was able to say that it was not a whim, but a decision made after some thought.

"Okay! I promise." Rurik said casually.

"You perfunctory me?"

"I understand it all. Let the Ostarans of New Roseburg be relocated? Yes. You can go to the title of Duke, that's not good!"

"But……"

"Come on." Rurik suddenly turned over: "I'm not an ordinary duke, I'm Augustus, and I'm a more noble existence than a duke. Of course I have to appoint a new duke to guard me. Come on, go on. . I'm going to confer a good place for the new Duke of Ostara. Carlotta, the world is big, and we're going to continue to expand."

Rurik really had to think about Carlota's plan after the fact, was it simply an Ostara emigration? Do not! It's time to call on the people of our hometown to start a great migration!

January is the coldest month of the year, with two more snowfalls on Lake Ilmen during the period.

Time silently entered February, and anyone began to feel an indescribable warmth because the wind was no longer bitter.

Rurik has been thinking about the "big immigration" for the past ten days, and he finally made a final decision.

Regraf was a full moon, he was well cared for, and his blond hair was the most notable feature, and Ottonya boasted that the child resembled his father's infancy.

However, the child was not clearly cared for by God, and Otto could sense that Regraf was just an ordinary child, and his eyes were full of innocence, not infinite wisdom.

Going into February, Rurik's intimacy with the rest of Carlota Musha came to a halt. An inexplicable feeling took hold of her mind, and Carlotta's craving for children was stronger than ever.

It was a peaceful noon, and Rurik took advantage of the opportunity to eat, and kept his chopsticks in his hands, explaining his decision to Father Otto.

"Our purpose is to get out of Roseburg Fjord, and the time is ripe. Dad, I'm going to order a big migration of people this year. This is no longer a small operation, I want most people to move here."

Listen, Otto will not feed his granddaughter. He handed the spoon to Niya with a sullen face: "Have you finally decided?"

"Decided."

"Really decided?"

"Yes!" Rurik increased his voice. He was a little curious as to why Dad asked twice in a row. There must be some hidden secrets.

Sure enough, Otto did hold back some words.

An old soldier stroked his beard: "Son, now the barren Roseburg is no longer barren, we have become rich and strong. We have built a lot, especially palaces and temples. There are ironworks and shipyards there. Are we going to give up These?"

"I've thought of that. I'm not giving up on Roseburg."

"Then you ordered the big immigration, and the people of Rosberg withered. I was a little reluctant, haha." Otto couldn't help but recall the past. When it came to the big immigration, he was the one who presided over the original immigration project, which should be fully implemented this year. , that is really implemented, but my heart is a little empty.

Rurik nodded: "I will issue an order, the people of our old tribe, men, women and children, immigrate here. Our people cultivate the land of the old pine needle manor. This is the best land, and anything can be planted. ."

"Of course, they have to implement your order. I still have some concerns. Many people have built houses. Do you want them to give up their houses?"

"It's okay to give up those properties. The big deal is that I buy properties! Our people must settle in Novgorod and Novgorod on a large scale, and this autumn we can eat our own wheat. Hehe, the fields of the old pine needle manor have been explored. When it’s over, I will distribute the land to the clan, and the price is to pay me 11 taxes every year. This is fair.”

"It's really fair. But our hometown will not be thawed until the end of April, and the fields here will be thawed at the end of February. You have to hurry up to spring, and the land can't be abandoned." Otto reminded.

"That's natural. There are also some veterans of the second flag team here. They also have their own sons and grandsons. Many of them are actually young people from the first flag team. I will give them priority in allocating land. One hectare will be allocated to them first. Grain. I'm hiring local Slavic farmers to plant the land and pay them for their labor. Don't worry, I don't dare to miss the farming time."

The son is clearly confident, and Otto, who has been retired for many years, has his thoughts on the child, and naturally fully agrees with his son's decision.

Otto still has a huge influence. More than 100 veterans of the Second Flag Team currently stranded in Novgorod Vibrant, they were happily summoned by Otto.

A large group of gray-bearded men in deerskin coats gathered. Their average age was over forty-five years old, and their prime years were gone. Although they could continue to fight, they just lost the infinite strength of their youth.

No, more than a dozen widowed veterans directly married local widows, and naturally they also had stepsons and stepdaughters. Even veteran warriors who were not too old for widowhood and childbirth actually welcomed a new life in Novgorod.

The Duke is going to announce the issue of farmland allocation, and the Duke really respects the old soldiers!

In fact, in the traditional Viking society, those who lost their labor force are burdens and deserve to die. This is very cruel and very realistic. The limited resources are given priority to men, and it is precisely the young men who have the ability to ensure the survival of the tribe.

This is not the case in the agricultural society of Novgorod. Old people mean wisdom and the most experienced farmers. Young people need to be taught how to farm by the elderly at home. The two groups were differentiated by the way of production, and now they are one.

Rurik is not a Viking in his bones. He is an old warrior who respects the tribe. Because the supplies are getting more and more abundant, he can support the livelihood of the entire Rosben old man by himself.

It's a charity, but the old man must also contribute to the Duke again.

The scene was a bit messy. These people gathered in a large wooden house. Seeing that Rurik, the shiny young child, left the factory, he uttered a Viking battle cry full of vicissitudes in unison in unison.

There is a fire inside and the air is very warm. Rurik simply put on his shirt, showing off his muscular arms.

Lord Rurik stretched out his hand to signal silence, and when he spoke, his voice sounded like an adult, thick and penetrating.

Indeed, Rurik's biological voice-changing period is over, and his height is staggering.

Because he has eaten and drank well, and this body has undergone too much exercise, the whole person has not yet reached the peak of strength, and his current condition is very amazing. Maybe Rurik couldn't grow into a two-meter giant, I'm afraid it would be no problem to grow to one-meter-nine.

It is normal for a Nordic man to grow into a little giant as long as he eats and drinks without worry when he grows up. Let's look at Ross's first flag team of warriors. They are equivalent to more than 185mm per capita, so they can easily suppress the dwarfs of the Karelian army in terms of momentum.

Not only eat meat, but also eat bread, Rus people can be even taller! It's just that Rurik doesn't like it because he is too tall. He knows that young people in Ross are destined to marry Slavic women on a large scale. Of course, the height of the offspring will shrink, but it is impossible to become short.

In front of everyone's eyes, Rurik first praised the veteran's efforts to rise up for Ross, and began to read out his resolution.

He can give impromptu speeches, and today he deliberately took out a piece of paper and read a document he had written.

He clearly declared the decree himself, and a sense of seriousness emerged spontaneously. Of course, the old guys are all paying attention to the paper in Rurik's hand. There is indeed a lot of writing on it. It is the legendary "cork board", which is really wonderful and convenient.

Behind more than 100 old guys are more than 100 families, and Rurik announced that each family will get one hectare (Russ system, equivalent to 980 meters in length and width) of ripe fields.

Based on Rurik's investigation, a Swedish farmer can take care of a hectare of farmland, and the land is actually not small. Broke 4,000 Roman pounds.

The scene began to become extremely lively, and everyone knew that the property rights of those lands belonged to the duke. Now the duke announced that he would give up his property rights.

Of course it has a price, which is eleven taxes for generations. How difficult is this? The old guys all dream of getting fertile fields. They were fishermen when they were young. It's not that they don't want to plant wheat, but they don't have the opportunity. Now that they have the opportunity, their children will inherit it from generation to generation.

What about the 11th tax? Everyone can see what the duke is doing. Rurik is a saint, and the tax tribute he collects will eventually become a benefit for everyone. After all, the tax burden has become a labor reward, a weapon to defend Ross, and a proud fleet.

The cacophony couldn't stop, and Rurik and Otto enjoyed it.

They were happy and satisfied, and Rurik continued to announce some fine print terms. Agriculture will be related to the future of Rus' development. For the peasant Rurik is to persuade Nongsang, all the rules are also encouraging.

The so-called rules, the so-called terms, the core is "the ploughman has his own land, the lazy person does not do production but the tax is paid".

Rurik also encouraged everyone to open up wasteland, and the land that was reclaimed would not be taxed for one year. and some other incentives. It's roughly in line with the strategy of New Roseburg.

The contract must have a written document, otherwise there is no basis for it, and if something goes wrong, it will weaken the credibility of the duke.

No, everyone was surprised to see Rurik's wife enter the room panting with a stack of papers in hand. Hundreds of sheets of "kraft paper" stacked together are really heavy.

The paper is written in the rune alphabet, a traditional Norse writing that the old guys actually understand. Rurik worked tirelessly to write nearly 400 copies himself for this meeting, and he was so tired that he shouted that he must quickly get movable type printing.

The paper and the words written on it shocked everyone, and Old Otto was also taken aback. It is rare to find a carrier for writing in the past. Everyone just didn’t expect that there are so many papers in this paper, and writing has become casual.

The documents are issued one after another, and the documents are also in duplicate. Rurik signed a contract with everyone present, and both parties signed their names, paternity, and nicknames in Rune.

This is the so-called title deed contract, and it is also the earliest paper contract in the Principality of Rus!

Rurik knew that he was making history, and the next step was to wait for the snow to melt, and take them to demarcate the farmland of each family, so that when their children immigrated, they could immediately start their dream agricultural life. Ross natives will live this good life on a large scale, but Ross will not give up the ocean.

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