Rise of Rurik - Chapter 1029

[Chapter 1029 Princes’ Naming Day]

A long boat hits the soft shoal directly, and now the reeds have sprouted, and soon the land full of mud will be lush.

The oak keel was deeply gnawed in the soil, and a strong figure leaned on the wooden railing and jumped forward, stepping calmly and gorgeously on the muddy ground of Novgorod.

At last Rurik returned to his richest agricultural region, to the queen’s natal house, which was the best residence all the old Rus had ever had.

He was smiling, his beard quivering.

He opened his arms, the golden ponytail was blown elegantly by the warm south wind, and the golden laurel wreath shone in the sun.

Behind him, the soldiers returning from the expedition either carried their backs or shoulders, and jumped down with large and small bags of spoils.

Many people jumped to their knees without standing still because of too many trophies, and their knees hit the mud heavily.

People who come forward in this way can judge the results of their expedition with the naked eye.

“Is the loot so strong that a strong man can’t carry it? How much wealth does this have to be?!”

Old Otto couldn’t help but think in his heart. He saw that everyone gained a lot, and it must be that incalculable wealth poured into this place. He really exhausted his life’s achievements and plundered more than the war launched by his son.

The golden Otto walked around with the assistance of two strong men. His strong leather belt was used as a good handle. The strong men on the left and right tried to hide their hands pulling the belt in order to appear that the old king was still tough. At first glance, he was Otto. Tuo Zai marched forward wearing this heavy armor with his own strength.

This scene frightened Rurik, who really thought his old father was brave again.

There are only cheering crowds around, a large number of girls holding children talking and laughing.

There are more and more onlookers on both sides of the river, some fishing boats on the lake heard the rumble of the city and rushed to watch.

When the fishermen found out that it was Wang Shi who arrived at the port, some people turned their boats and headed straight to Mstisk and Youth City in the east of the lake, just to pass on the good news.

Novgorod is destined to be crowded with people, welcoming relatives, trying to buy loot, and even guys who are just watching the fun. They flock here with various purposes.

For Otto, the scene in front of him was confusing.

My son probably won’t grow taller anymore. His body used to be a bit thin, but now it seems that he is getting stronger and stronger.

He saw a shadow of his past, when he first arrived in Novgorod at his age.

However, Ross was still weak at that time. For the Slavic people of Lake Yinlmen, they were essentially a group of pirates who broke into the land and demanded tribute.

Times have changed, and all the locals are hailing their king.

The world suddenly became grotesque, suddenly utterly unreal.

Otto blinked hard to wake himself up, and finally walked up to his son, hugging him hard with great strength.

He didn’t need to say anything, just hugged like this and patted Rurik on the back hard, which was worth a thousand words.

Queen Niya was so excited that she burst into tears. She ran over with a wooden staff, her white hair flowing in the shawl, and hugged her son fiercely.

People continued to cheer, and continued to create a huge commotion. The booing people screamed like apes, just to make the atmosphere of triumph even more enthusiastic.

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For a moment, people ignored sacrifices and the cruelty of war.

Anyone with long eyes can tell from the large number of sackcloth bags that cannot be unloaded quickly on the densely packed longships that Russia has indeed gained a lot in this war.

War always kills people and often many people die. Compared with dying in war, dying in peacetime from winter cold, from various accidental injuries, and dying from diseases is not a very tragic way to die in war.

What’s more, people believe that for a good man or a warrior, after death, the soul will have a beautiful home to enjoy eternal happiness.

The unique post-war guarantee system determines that a family will not collapse if the main labor force is killed in battle. In the hands of Rurik, Ross has established a national policy of equal emphasis on sea power and land power. For a single livelihood, farming is not the only means of survival. Engage in other economic activities to earn benefits, and then convert them into food to continue living.

At least the women who ruled the old Ross and the women of White Tree Manor basically did not have to do nothing during the slack period. The people have been organized to engage in handicrafts, and the long winter has turned into a production period. The most important production activity is leather making Products and cotton and linen products.

They need a lot of raw materials to produce a lot of output, each farm becomes a “village factory”, the people earn labor fees, and the king opens the market for the final product.

The extremely inflated sacks on the beach longboats are stuffed with wool from the Flanders region that has been trampled and compressed as much as possible.

The wool is rolled into wool, and then a series of processing is carried out in the same way as processing flax, and finally weaving.

The hand-rolled wool is much thicker and longer than the flax thread. The method of knitting a sweater can be done by hand weaving with two wooden needles.

After a short but warm welcome at the pier, Rurik has decided to gather the local boyar nobles and property owners after the carnival.

Ross must repair the losses caused by this war, but also use the spoils to quickly expand the scale of the economy and so on.

However, what surprised him was his large group of gorgeous women.

They are dressed in beautiful and dazzling floral cloths, and most of them have loose or straight or curly hair, and beautiful amber hair ropes strung with glass beads are tied around their foreheads.

This is a very standard Slavic woman’s dress, and these are his concubines with the lowest rank.

On the contrary, they were all holding their children, and they all looked like tiger-headed and tiger-brained brats.

“Can I not have another daughter?”

Soon, when all Rurik’s wives and concubines were gathered in the lobby of the Novgorod Palace, all he could see was Yiyi, a cute little boy.

And his astonishing number of wives and concubines.

Any wives and concubines are not as noble as Queen Svetlana, and she is more charming when she is a little fatter.

Because she lived with Rurik too early, she lived a high-protein and high-calcium life of often eating meat and fish.

She is much taller than her own sister Lilia, with delicate facial features and fleshy cheeks.

The queen hugged the two-year-old prince Osbenslav, and held Oleg, who was about to turn three.

Each wife and concubine holds one.

Carlotta, Duchess of Ostara, took her four-year-old son Karl, and her sister Ella also held a little guy.

The lobby was filled with the voices of women chattering, and children crying, and even some children who were frightened or saw their birth cried earth-shatteringly.

Such a lively scene was like a dream for Otto and Niya. The old couple was delighted to hear the crying of a large group of children. The louder the voices, the more it meant that these boys had a bright future.

Rurik knew that all this came from his own crazy cultivation more than a year ago.

This body is young and strong. It is no problem to deal with a group of wives and concubines in a short period of time, but now it is a problem to look at them.

They don’t rush up with their children in a swarm, one by one sitting sideways on the mat with their children in their arms, looking at their men with smiles on their faces, everyone has a thousand words, and they are eager to have a few more words with the king. sentence.

They also kept their duties. As a king, a woman can get a life of food, clothing, glory and wealth, and the price is precisely that she cannot enjoy the favor of a man alone, nor can she betray her own man.

They would seize every opportunity to get close to the king to compete for beauty, which is really human nature.

Rose’s palace is still crude, and the hierarchy of the harem has long been established.

After all the wives and concubines experienced the bloodbath in Roseburg’s hometown, they became sisters to each other, and their ranks were established, and everyone’s fate was also determined.

So according to the rules, when the king returns, he must stay with his first wife, the queen, for a long time.

After all, each concubine’s room will be entrusted to a distant place because of its own son, and become nobles of different sizes.

First, wives and concubines had to bear their own sons.

“You’ve seen it all!” Old Otto’s voice was hoarse and he couldn’t hide his inner joy: “It’s Freya’s blessing, and Odin’s gift. They all gave birth to sons.”

Old Otto’s words were very intimidating, and the chattering wives and concubines were all quiet, so that his voice actually echoed in the lobby.

Rurik, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, was surprised and delighted, and said bluntly: “I have seen them all, they are all my sons.”

“Indeed. Go cheer! Rurik, my son! I won’t ask you about the expedition today, but you will definitely write and post your deeds. Now it’s just our family business.”

“Family?”

Old Otto looked around again at the women present.

“Rurik, give your sons official names. This is your right and your duty.”

“Huh?! They don’t have a name yet?”

“Only informal nicknames. Just like you give your maids brand new names, they gave birth to your son, the task of naming is yours.”

Rurik suddenly looked embarrassed, his eyes turned away from the left and right wives and concubines, thinking that the mother would give the child a name first and confirm things afterwards, wouldn’t it be fine?

Just like when Noren and Beya Hill gave birth to their own children during the war, they were all named after their mothers.

Parents don’t name their children randomly.

In countries that believe in God, such as Frank, priests would baptize their children, and they would simply read the scriptures and use the name of the person that appeared first as the child’s name. Names without this ritual process can only be regarded as informal nicknames.

Inlmenslav also pays attention to it. Parents choose a good day as their son’s name day.

However, the tradition here is to give the son an official name. The girls in the family often do not have a name, and they often use the meaning of “eldest daughter” and “second daughter” to add a little modification to the name.

Only families with noble status and a lot of wealth will be particular about their daughter’s name.

The Old Russ and other Viking tribes did not have to choose an auspicious day for naming their children, but they certainly had to use good words for their names.

They treat their children equally in naming their children. Perhaps it is in the traditional old Viking life that the social division of labor between men and women is still unclear.

More than ten years ago, when Rurik got ten maids, the current situation was doomed.

He cherishes the obedient girls at hand, and while teaching them knowledge, he also makes them special craftsmen.

It is a matter of course for masters to give names to slaves nowadays, and those girls did not have proper names in their hometown, so Rurik giving them names is actually a kind of gift.

But the so-called bestowed names are also defined according to the order of the Roman alphabet, and a suitable catchy word starting with the corresponding letter is found.

Anna is A, which means elegant.

Bella is B, which means white, which means pure.

Cicia C, which means even more heavyweight, is the name of one of Caesar’s favored female slaves.

Diana is D, named after a Roman goddess.

Ekaterina is E, and it is purely Rurik’s bad taste for the fifth child.

Finna is F, which is finnr in Norse language with a feminine suffix. She is a Slavic woman’s name, but it refers directly to Finland. Rurik just chose it because he thought it sounded good.

Greta is G, taken from the old Norse vocabulary, which means full of vitality.

Helena is H and Yinlia is I, both from the Greek goddess names.

Yulia is J, and the masculine name is directly Yuri, which is really a tailor-made name for Ross.

They all bore healthy boys, who had to have good names, either in Slav or Rus custom.

In this way, Rurik also understood today’s situation.

He scratched his head, suddenly hesitant for a strong Nordic man.

“Father, is today the children’s name day?!” he had to ask.

“Exactly.” Old Otto continued with a hoarse voice, “I decided that it is very good to have a name day. From now on, every child should have a name day, which is as important as the birth day. Rurik, give your sons Name it! Today is their name day! Afterwards, all the children will be sent to the temple in the city, and Freya will give them health, and Odin will give them bravery. Oh, and here is the Slavic Vulcan, It will also give children special powers.”

The old father suddenly spoke in a spirited way, and these words should be spoken by a priest.

Worth mentioning.

Rurik continued to scratch his face. He couldn’t name his sons casually so that the cubs would blame their father in the future, but today is the naming day, and it’s wrong not to be able to finish the “proposition composition” quickly.

Simply, just follow the naming routine of their mother’s name!

The first is for the boys born to the ten lowest-ranking maids and concubines.

Then there are the sons of Ella and Sepporava. The two have high status. If they have already chosen a name for their child, they will immediately admit it.

Since it is now a naming ceremony, things should be done more formally.

Ella still has a gentle appearance, even after becoming a mother, her personality has not changed.

Her appearance is not suitable for being a feudal noble, but for being a scribe.

I didn’t mention it to Ella’s son, and now she quickly brought paper and quill to record the king’s arrangement.

With everything in place, it can be seen that Ella is ready to write and record.

“Anna!” Rurik said suddenly, turning his face sideways.

This sound made Anna flattered: “I… I am here.”

Rurik spoke loudly: “Your son’s name is Alexander. Aleksanda, spell it like this.”

Forget it, he looked at Bella again, “Your son’s name is Boris, spell it like this.” This is a Slavic word that means “to fight”, which Bella fully understands and is immediately satisfied.

Then came Ceva, Dmitri, Evgeni, Feori, Heracles, Ignat, and Juri.

Most of the children’s names have been severely Slavic in Rurik’s cognition, that is, the origin of the names comes from Slavic, Norse, Latin and Greek.

At least the children’s names retain their own characteristics. After all, they are born princes, so try to make their names unique.

Also because their blood is mixed, their mother’s status is low, and the child’s name must also have a clear distinction from the senior prince.

For example, the names of these children do not have the suffix slav.

Ella and Suborava have already named their sons.

The son of Ella was named Amberman, which means the man of amber.

The son of Sepporava was named Bouba, which means treasure in Finnish Kovin dialect.

The two chose such a name, and Rurik could conclude that it was their agreement, so he described his son as precious as a gem.

In this way, there is no need to change the names of the two cubs.

The naming day had a happy result, and all the princes had no duplicate names at all, which tested Rurik’s own cognitive limit.

What has always made him criticize is this set of naming habits in the Western world, which makes the probability of duplication of names always high.

This problem is most notable in the Viking world, full of Bjorn, Harald, Harold, Erik, Carl, and variations thereof.

Rurik knew that his own name was also a special variant of “Eric”.

Like his cousin Arik, the name is a direct variant of “Eric”.

So every man hopes to have a domineering nickname. I don’t know if it is because it represents a man’s honor. On the other hand, he is also troubled by the fact that parents always lack imagination. They have already given good words to their children. Obviously, good words are aimed at Their poor literary knowledge is only a few, so the names are always highly concentrated in a dozen or twenty.

It is time to make a change for the obvious problem of children alone!

Starting from the royal family, they took the lead in introducing Greek, Latin, and Slavic vocabulary, and even some seemingly meaningless but catchy syllables as names.

[End of this Chapter]