Aztec Eternals

The wind in December brings an awe-inspiring chill, and the capital city in December is icy bloody.

Since the new king Avet Sotl came to the throne, the situation of the alliance has changed drastically, and too many shocking news have come one after another. Even now, the capital city has been lifted from the blockade, but people's hearts have been unable to calm down for a long time.

For the commoners in the capital city in the lake, the most shocking news was that on the night when the new king ascended the throne, Prince Texcoco poisoned the chief priest, intending to rebel. Immediately afterwards, the royal warriors were dispatched to put down the rebellion and suppressed the nobles of the Texcoco city-state.

The priests of the community explained: The chief priest sacrificed the defeated king Uncle Trol, and then returned the head to Prince Texcoco. Holding a grudge, the prince poisoned the chief priest in the cocoa, and then rebelled against the alliance to destroy the beautiful city in the lake. The Immortal Elder understood all of this and came forward in time to save the Alliance from danger. Then, the elders mercifully and majestically sacrificed the rebels so that they could absolve their guilt and obtain God's forgiveness.

And according to the rumors, the chief priest took the strange potion of the city-state of Texcoco, laughed wildly and danced all night, thought like a spring of poetry, and then died smiling. This way of dying is full of beauty and poetry, which makes many city residents yearn for it. It really deserves to be the Texcoco royal family who inherits poetry!

Even though the undercurrent of the upper echelons of the alliance is turbulent, the world of the common people is still without waves, and life must continue normally.

The meditation in the Snake House made Shilot think a lot. One by one the past emerges in front of our eyes, and one by one fades away with the wind. When he found free time these days, he let the old carpenter Kuod lead the way to visit Cusola's house. That was the first samurai to die for himself.

Cusola's home is a bit far, in a remote community west of the capital. The walls are made of mud and stone, the roof is made of wooden beams and branches, and baked mud tiles are added outside. The houses here are all family units, with eight or nine neatly arranged houses inside and outside. Then dozens of people lived together, food, clothing, housing, transportation and work were distributed by the elders of the family.

The commoner's family can only support one or two warriors who stand upright in the family.

With the respectful company of the clan elders, Shilot entered Cusola's house. His house was small, and a plainly dressed woman was tending to a boy of one or two years old. The child giggled and pushed the wooden wheelbarrow in his hand.

Yes, as early as hundreds of years ago, the Mayans invented the wheel and made it into a small toy. The Mexica city-state has small unicycles, balanced two-wheeled vehicles, and astronomical tricycles, which are sold in the central square. However, the car has never been able to get out of the toy and become a real practical tool.

The most important reason is the wheels. Wheels must be made of hardwood to ensure wear resistance. At the same time, it cannot be a round board, it must be a hollow ring with spokes. Wear resistance and ingenuity meant laborious machining, and in the Stone Age, the cost of machining a wheel was terribly high, and it cost many sets of stone tools. These tools also require a lot of labor to manufacture.

Another problem, even when machined, was the lack of metal to reinforce the wheels. If you look at medieval wheels, you will find a large number of metal nails fastened to the inside and outside of the wheel ring to ensure that the wheel is stable and will not fall apart. Without reinforced nails and purely wood connections, the delicate structure would be vulnerable to damage if the wheels were subjected to gravity. Once damaged, it means repeating the costly manufacturing process again.

Another reason is livestock. Large-scale livestock without domestication, even if a high-cost vehicle is manufactured, does not improve the efficiency of action. Outside the city, there are forest weeds everywhere. Without iron to build long roads, carts would not be much more efficient than walking.

After all, the lack of metal tools limited the development of Mesoamerican civilization, locking society into a long era, waiting for the "thrilling jump" in technological progress. And now, is the eve of the jump.

Seeing the plain woman and the boy playing the unicycle, Shirault had mixed feelings. He thought of the umbilical cord that Cusola had buried, and the remnants of wine in the hands of the young warrior when he died. There was always a softness in the young man's heart, and this softness made him silent at this moment and stood there for a long time.

The clan elder hurriedly asked the woman to bring the boy to salute, and Shulot waved his hand to stop him. He took another look at the rudimentary walls and various exquisite wooden furniture in the house, then turned and left silently, no longer disturbing the lives of women and boys. When he was out of the house, he ordered his followers.

"Support Cusola's family according to the standard of an elite warrior. When Coonawar grows up, find him the best samurai teacher. Well. That child is called Coonawar."

"I will make him a jaguar warrior, a true military nobleman." Sherlot said to himself.

For the nobles and warriors of the capital city in the lake, the most frightening news was the three-day festival after the rebellion was quelled. Thousands of noble bloodlines returned to the kingdom of God, the Texcoco royal family was completely wiped out, and more than a dozen noble nobles were purged. And hundreds of minor nobles and hundreds of noble warriors are still imprisoned in prison.

The upper-level forces of the Texcoco city-state have since been swept away. The lofty name of the elder was shrouded in **** terror.

Of course, in the face of the large amount of land and property and thousands of vassal samurai left by the prince and nobles, the nobles of the capital were equally jealous. The big and small nobles secretly gathered together to discuss whether they had the opportunity to obtain the rich fief on the east bank of the lake, to succeed the position of the city lord of Texcoco, and to inherit it from generation to generation.

And ordinary warriors have much less desire. They wished to pledge their allegiance to the royal family, dedicate their force, and were awarded a prolific piece of chinampa. Since then, he has been able to provide for many children and establish his own family.

Only the conscientious will pay attention to the low-key behavior of Prince Trakopan Totoki. Totoki handed over the jurisdiction of the six thousand directly under the samurai, and handed over a large area of ​​​​the chinampa on the west bank of the lake. Then he divorced his original wife, married the fourteen-year-old grandniece of the chief priest, and went west of the bridge the next day.

When he came, he shouted and hugged back, with great momentum. When he left, there was a breeze and duckweed, quietly.

Kepana said goodbye to her cousin on the long white bridge. The two wore flowers to each other, hugged and cried, and missed the kind and gracious grandfather, Prince Texcoco, who hated the human face and beast heart. Acap accompanied him and looked at his newlywed wife tenderly. As soon as Shirott returned to freedom, he joined in the fun together.

Prince Totoki was in his thirties, with a round face, a smile, a chubby appearance, and a peaceful look. He does not match the beauty of the samurai respected in this era at all. He is not like a king who is respected by everyone, but a wealthy businessman.

When he saw Shiloh, he enthusiastically held the boy's arm and greeted him in a loud voice. He also had someone bring a long crown of feathers, a costume of precious stones, and shoes of crocodile leather. Then he raved about the delicious food, the jewelry of gold, silver and jade, and the singers of the Mexican tribes.

Shilot silently looked at Prince Totoki for a long time. He thought to himself that he should still be able to see this face for many years.

Saying goodbye to her cousin, Kepana missed the dagger hidden in her chest. It was a gift from her grandfather before her wedding, along with a yellowish bottle of potion. Thinking of her grandfather's last command, she sighed softly.

"My beloved grandfather. Acap is very good to me, and the king you are worried about has not harmed the family. I should never use your medicine."

If she had married the king, would her grandfather have given her daggers and potions? There's no answer to that question, and Kopana doesn't want to know, and that's fine for now. She smiled relievedly, and then happily hugged Acap.

Acap, wearing a black high priest uniform, also smiled and held his wife tightly.

He had already changed his attire and became the youngest elder priest in the Twelve. Although many people in the chief priest's line were opposed, but with the identity of Kepana and the support of King Avet, he still overwhelmed everyone and successfully inherited part of Kechar's power.

For the priests of the capital city in the lake, the most noteworthy news is the merger of the chief priests and the high priests. The twelve-member central priests and elders became the only and highest theocratic center of the alliance, and the high priest Shuter served as the leader of the church. At the call of the leader, the upper ranks of the high priesthood hurried from the holy city.

The first thing the priests and elders met was to sort out the five-level priesthood.

Everyone quickly reached a consensus that the priests and elders of the two priesthood groups were equivalent to the suzerain, and the priests and elders of other city-states were divided into the chief priest and accepted the direct management of the suzerain. The fifth-level coyote priest is the chief priest, the fourth and third level are the city priest, and the second and first level are the village and community priests. The five-level structure is clear up and down, with promotion at every level and strict order.

Obviously, given the size of the Eleven States of Mexica, the priesthood levels of the priests are set too high. But in the early days of the Reformation, it was time to appease the priests everywhere. Once the overall situation is set, there will be opportunities to clear it up slowly in the follow-up.

Next, are the fundamental classics and religious regulations that the elders are most concerned about.

Because the elders conferred on Shulot an important position to participate in the compilation of ancient books, he was able to go further and was promoted to the chief priest. Now, his most important job every day is to go to the temple of priests, teach the priests and elders words, and participate in the discussion of new doctrines.

Chinese characters are the main carrier of new Mexican characters. In the process of combining with Nahuatl, the first problem is pronunciation. Most of the Chinese characters are based on training reading, that is, the shape and meaning of Chinese characters, and the Nahuatl sound. For some special Chinese characters, the corresponding concepts cannot be found in the existing language, and the phonetic reading is adopted, that is, the sound, shape and meaning of the Chinese characters are completely used.

In addition to training reading, is the pseudonym system that has just begun to develop. That is to borrow the shape of Chinese characters to give localized meaning and even localized pronunciation. Combined with the characteristics of Mexica graphics, extremely simplified hiragana can be developed, so that warriors and civilians without cultural foundation can quickly master simplified writing. The phonetic hiragana is similar to the Nahuatl pinyin.

Of course, for high-level priests, mastering complete Chinese characters is a symbol of status and status. They are also smart enough to learn and master Chinese characters, and even draw inferences from one instance.

At this time, Shirot was wearing a black priest's uniform, sitting in the lower center of the temple of the priest's temple, next to a pile of wooden boards with characters. Opposite him was a grandfather with a majestic face and a crown on his head, surrounded by a circle of priests and elders of the same age. The feather crest is slender, sandalwood is lingering, turquoise is entwined like vines on the four walls, and on the periphery are priests of all levels who listen respectfully.

The high priest smiled slightly, and then motioned for Shilot to speak.

After thinking about it, Shulotus still started with the thousand-character script that he had memorized in the past. This is an enlightening reading, and it is quite meaningful. After 1,000 words have been spoken, the general character system will come out.

So the boy straightened his waist, pointed to the top board, and said solemnly:

"Ilhuicatl, tliltic, coztic; cosmos, universe, ixachipul, huahcatzin."

"The sky and the earth are dark yellow, and the universe is vast. The sky is black, the earth is yellow, and the vast universe is infinitely large and infinitely far away."

Here, Tiandi Xuanhuang and Honghuang are both the teachings of Nawat Yin. But the young man carefully measured that the concept of the universe was not clear in this era, so he still used the phonetic reading of Chinese characters.

The priests and elders pondered the meaning of this sentence. With their abilities, it is not difficult to learn these Chinese characters.

An elderly priest and elder thoughtfully spoke. He sighed slightly.

"This sentence seems to have a very deep meaning."

Shirott was refreshed and looked at the wise men of these times with anticipation on his face.

"Ilhuicatl is the sky, but also a beautiful kingdom of gods. It is the earth, the farmland, and the underground of the world. Tliltic is black, it is the figure, and it also means the dead. Coztic is yellow, gold and brass, and it can also be underground mines. .."

Hearing this, another spirited elder priest stroked his palms and laughed loudly.

"Yes! The deep meaning of this sentence is: Those who obey the gods will ascend to heaven and enjoy infinite beauty after death. Those who disobey the gods will sink into the earth after death and solidify into golden stones that will never be liberated. The power is infinite, covering the endless land, spanning generations of time, infinitely great and infinitely far!"

Hearing this, all the elders praised together. Priest Shilot is really young and promising, and he has learned so much.

Immediately, a middle-aged elder looked at the high priest and made a respectful and serious proposal.

"Priest Shirott said it very well! This sentence is in line with the fundamental classics. It is better to write it into the first chapter of the teachings. The abyss of the earth, turned into gold and stone, will never be freed. You must believe in my god, Vizilobochtli, whose power is infinite, from the past to the future, and controls all existence until the end!"

The high priest nodded in satisfaction and smiled in relief. Everyone looked at Xiulote, and seeing that he did not change his face, that he was not arrogant or impetuous, the elders praised him again.

Hearing the elders' praise, the young man's heart was racing, and his face was dumbfounded.

When the teaching of writing and the arrangement of teachings were carried out at the same time, the following discussion entered a trajectory that the teenager never thought of.

"The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and the constellation of Chenjue is standing."

"The changes of the sun, moon, and stars are all the power of the Lord God. He gives us sunlight, reveals the truth with the moon and stars, and teaches the truth to the priests."

"Yes, the Lord God brings light, and the priest listens to his will!" The spirited elder priest shouted loudly.

"Priest Shirott said it well, it deserves to be included in the doctrine." The middle-aged elder suggested again.

Hearing this, the high priest nodded again with satisfaction.

"Cold to summer, autumn to winter to collect."

"Autumn and winter? Is there any difference between these two words?" Ugel was a little puzzled.

"It was mentioned in the inheritance offerings of the chief priests and the chief priest of Uger. Winter is a divine disaster in the far north. It is a terrifying white cold that can destroy farmland and freeze people and poultry to death." The aged elder explained.

"The deep meaning of this sentence is: the Lord God controls the changes in the temperature and temperature of the heaven and the earth. He bestows a bountiful harvest on the obedient, and brings divine disasters to the disobedient, causing the earth to fail, and all people and animals to die. The priests will guide the believers in agricultural production, Get a God-given harvest."

"By the way, I have to add a sentence to the teachings. Those who die from divine disasters will also sink into the abyss." The middle-aged elder thought and added.

Shilot was at a loss again, and his grandfather smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "continue."

"When the leap is more than a year old, the law is adjusted to the Yang."

"Runyu? This seems to be in the Mayan lunar calendar. Our solar calendar doesn't have it."

a learned elder thought back.

"Then let's replace it with the last bad day of the solar calendar. God will review the sins of the year on the last five days of each year. Let the believers come to the temple to repent during these five days and get rid of their mistakes." The elder pondered.

"Yes, Lulu is music. Music is loved by God. He uses music to adjust social disputes and divide grades. We need to formulate different music norms, and at the same time expand the temple's singing team and attract outstanding civilians."

"Very good! The believers in the village community love music the most. They can write poems that match the music to guide the hearts of the believers..." The loud elder suggested loudly.

Thousands of characters describe all aspects of life, and the priests and elders also extended their teachings to all aspects of society.

Hearing the praises of the elders, Shulot sluggishly and tiredly memorized the thousand-character text. In the end, he received a very high evaluation: "Extraordinary knowledge, not flattered. Devoted to gods, wisdom enlightened."

The high priest Shuttle gently squeezed the boy's face. He looked at the tired expression of the young man, and let him go down to rest with concern.

Seirot then walked to the periphery and sat next to Acap, watching the elders in the center continue to argue about the doctrine. As the youngest priest and elder, Acap didn't speak much just now. He just smiled and looked at the radiant young man in the center.

Shulot looked at his friend he had known since childhood, touched his arm, and asked in a low voice.

"Why are the priests and elders so enthusiastic?"

Akapo smiled warmly. He leaned close to the boy's ear and whispered in a low voice.

"You were imprisoned by the elders for a week, but you were unharmed, and after you came out, you compiled books. The chief priest was busy for a week, and finally died mysteriously, and the family was inherited by me. Then the priesthood was merged, and the high priest was the leader. You said, priest What will the elders think?"

Only then did Xiulote realize that this is a fox and a tiger!

Throughout the month of December, the Temple of the Priests was the center of Shroud's activities. He wakes up early and returns late every day, watching the basic books gradually thicken~www.readwn.com~, he also did not forget to instruct the old carpenter Kuod to continue to expand the manufacture of longbow. The current production capacity has expanded rapidly, and can produce dozens of longbows per day. Cuod has now been promoted to the chief artisan of the capital, with thousands of artisans under his command. He was also responsible for the acquisition of copper mines and copper utensils, which were used to make bronze tools and improve production efficiency.

And in his daily leisure time, Shilot would return to the Montezuma Palace to accompany his beloved elf, the beautiful and pure Alyssa.

"You are a flower left behind, blooming in my lonely heart." The boy held the girl's hand, and was about to lean up to kiss his cheek.

The girl gave a sly smile and blocked the boy's attack with her fingers. She lowered her head and blew the boy's ears.

"The flowers haven't bloomed yet. I haven't seen your heart! You bad brother."

After speaking, the girl drifted away like a gust of wind.

The young man looked at the passing figure and stood for a long time, feeling lost in his heart.

It wasn't until a light cough came that Sherlot saw Gilliam standing beside him, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Dressed in a plain brown robe, Gilliam smiled slightly.

"The princess is still young, so there is no need for your Highness to be in a hurry."

Shirot's face flushed. This time, his state of mind has changed a lot. There is always a sense of urgency about the people and things I love, and I am really anxious.

Afterwards, Gilliam saluted solemnly.

"His Royal Highness has asked about the land conditions of the capital several times. Tomorrow is just fine, so you can take His Highness to visit."

Hearing this, Shilott's face became solemn. Land is a major matter of the country, and it must be considered on the spot and grasp the status quo of distribution before agreeing on the status of the country.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head, bowed deeply, and returned the salute respectfully.