Aztec Eternals

The night was deep, gauze-like darkness shrouded Lake Texcoco, and roaring bonfires were lit around the capital. The fire in the palace is bright, and the servants come and go. Cheerful singing and laughter fluttered in the rose garden, and the King's Hall was still quiet and solemn.

Avet sat on the throne, holding a pen and paper in his hand, handling the government affairs of the alliance. His expression is indifferent, and when he draws a brush, he decides the life and death of others. After a while, he put down the quill in his hand and looked at the dim sky outside the hall.

"It's so late..."

Avit frowned slightly, and he was indeed a little hungry after being busy until now. He instructed the guards in the hall.

"Let's see what Alyssa is doing and has she eaten."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The guard hurried away. Avit reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. In a few months, the alliance will go on a large-scale eastward expedition. A large amount of food and military resources will now be ready to be transferred, and nobles and warriors from various places will also begin to mobilize. The Eastern Expedition is a major event for the military, and it takes several years to accumulate to fight, and it has to be carefully planned.

After a while, the guard quickly returned, respectfully replying.

"Your Majesty, the princess and His Royal Highness are in the garden, eating grilled fish and singing songs. The Princess and His Highness are in high spirits. There are musicians playing the bamboo flute and pottery xun, and the servants also prepared a lot of fruits and snacks.. ."

Hearing this, Avit raised his brows. he asked quietly.

"Didn't Alyssa invite me over for dinner?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

The guard bowed his head deeply, a little nervous.

"The princess is in a good mood, and she was having a good time playing around. Maybe, maybe, maybe... she forgot. I'll ask you now..."

Avit thought for a while with a sullen face, then waved his hand.

"That's it! Prepare me some water, wine and food, and eat in the hall!"

"As ordered!"

The guard quickly left. Avit sat on the throne, looking in the direction of the garden outside the temple. After a long while, he sighed softly and shook his head.

"My daughter is getting older, I really can't keep it..."

Afterwards, the king of the alliance continued to look down at the documents, feeling a little irritable and helpless. He stood up and paced the splendid hall like a **** in a fresco. High above, dominates everything, but is alone and no one is in common.

After a while, the exquisite meals were brought into the main hall and placed in a row on the table. Grilled fish, fragrant venison, stuffed turkey eggs, honeyed black refried beans, and light tortillas.

Avit looked at the meals and suddenly lost his appetite. He pondered for a while, and then instructed the guard in a deep voice.

"Prepare a portion of the same food for Alyssa and send it to the garden. In addition, tell her that the night wind is cooler, don't stay too late..."

"...as ordered!"

The guards saluted respectfully and exited the hall. He ran back and forth, sweating all over his body. A gust of evening wind blew, and he let out a long sigh of relief. The wind in early summer is warm, how can there be any coolness?

The king in the hall was alone, looking up at the frescoes on the ceiling. Until the wooden door of the main hall suddenly opened, a black-robed figure walked in silently.

"Kings!"

"Gilliam, you're back."

Avet gave a light glance and nodded slightly. He pointed to the food on the table and said calmly.

"I don't have any appetite by myself, so accompany me to eat some dishes and drink some wine."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gilliam Zhuang nodded. He came to the desk a few times and sat dignifiedly. Avit went back to the top and relaxed and sat cross-legged.

"Come on, have a drink!"

Avit drank a glass of tequila casually and asked in a deep voice.

"How about it?"

"Your Majesty, I personally checked the congratulations from His Royal Highness Shulot, and chatted with some of the guards, asking for some public information."

Gilliam answered calmly. A large part of the Praetorian Guards are warriors from the Mexica Alliance, who have close ties with the royal family and are inextricably linked.

"His Royal Highness's gift is quite precious. There are hundreds or thousands of boxes... Among them, there are 36 rain **** tiger squatting cannons and 4 sun condor cannons. It is about half the number of existing artillery pieces in the kingdom."

"Half artillery. Well, not bad!"

Avet nodded in satisfaction. Then, he was full of interest and asked in a deep voice.

"Rain God Tiger Crouching Cannon, Sun God Eagle Cannon?"

"Yes. The Rain God Tiger Crouching Cannon is a small bronze cannon in the field, and the Sun Eagle Cannon is a large bronze cannon that can attack a city. Both are far more powerful than wooden cannons."

Gilliam recalled the artillery he touched with his own hands, his expression moved slightly, and his heart was up and down.

"Your Majesty, I asked the craftsmen of the Foundry Bureau, these two bronze weapons are quite large, and it is very difficult to make. Especially the Sun Condor Cannon is the most difficult, and the master craftsmen of the alliance are not sure... It needs to be obtained from the Kingdom of the Lake. The master craftsmen are invited to come, or you can ask for it in the congratulatory gift..."

"Ok?"

Avit's face sank, and his face showed displeasure.

"This is Alyssa's wedding!"

Gilliam understood immediately. He bowed his head respectfully, and immediately changed his words.

"The artillery casting technology is of great importance, and it can greatly help the alliance's battles. It may be requested on the tribute of the autumn harvest, and the high priest and the deputy commander can convey it on their behalf."

"Ok."

Avit thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Shirot is missing a hole. Let's take five thousand young men and women and exchange them for the cannon-casting craftsmen of a few kingdoms!"

"Yes. At your will."

Gilliam saluted in awe. Then, he pondered for a few breaths and made another suggestion.

"Your Majesty, the Royal Navy has newly launched a huge galley warship, which is much better than canoes in water warfare. The Alliance Navy also needs the manufacturing technology of this kind of warship..."

"Can."

Avette thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"You can figure it out! Give some compensation to the kingdom in the lake and send a batch of food there."

"Follow you!"

Gilliam bowed down. Then, he raised his head again.

"Your Majesty, according to the latest information, it can be inferred that the gems of the Kingdom of the Lake are produced in large quantities by a certain method, without the need for a large amount of manpower to mine..."

"Huh? Mass production?"

Avit froze, a little surprised.

"You mean, such a hard and gorgeous gem of a lake..."

"Exactly."

Gilliam nodded affirmatively.

"There is a 90% chance that the gems in the lake are some kind of man-made creation."

"It is so!"

Aveit was a little surprised. He had seen many gems in the lake, and there were many in the treasury. For the stable quality of these gems, he was once very applauded. Now it seems that, as the chief intelligence officer said...

"The power of divine enlightenment is so..."

"Your Majesty, the technique of making these gems..."

Gilliam's eyes flashed. He mastered the trade intelligence of the alliance and knew what kind of huge profits this gem in the lake was.

Avet was silent. He lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"Forget it! The gems in the lake have nothing to do with the legion's expedition, but are just some property. Since it was invented by Shilot, let him continue to sell it!"

"Kings..."

Gilliam pursed his lips. He knew the number of legions in the Kingdom of the Lake. If there is no gem trade as an important source of wealth, it is impossible to maintain an army of this size with the background of the Kingdom of the Lake. Thinking of this, he bowed respectfully and spoke again.

"Is it possible to impose a luxury trade tax on the gems in the lake? In the past, the commercial tax on these gems has always been very low due to the support of the kingdom."

"Add business tax..."

Avit was a little moved. He pondered for a moment, looked towards the direction of the garden, and said quietly.

"You go and tell Shilot that after you get married, hand over the kingdom's gem trade to Alyssa. If he doesn't agree, the alliance will levy a business tax."

"...Yes."

Gilliam saluted again, and his disappointment flashed past. The kingdom is located in the west of the world, and lucrative commerce must pass through the alliance. As long as he has the right to tax, he can find ways to control the gem trade. And if the gem trade is in the hands of the alliance, the alliance can at least raise one more legion, and the kingdom will raise one less legion. The difference is huge.

"Gilliam, is Alyssa's dowry ready?"

A faint voice came, with a will that could not be rejected.

"My daughter, can't be wronged at all."

"Yes, Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Gillim's expression remained unchanged, and he answered solemnly.

"Jade, precious stones, gold and silver, feathers, clothing, painted pottery... all doubled on the kingdom's gifts."

"The 500-hectare Qinampa fief, 10,000 people directly under the vassal, and 500 family warriors, are you ready?"

Hearing the question, Gilliam felt a pain in his heart. His face was calm, and he bowed to the ground. After serving the king for so many years, he knew the king's likes and dislikes. On the princess' dowry, nothing can be said.

"Your Majesty, the five-hundred-hectare royal family Chinampa can support ten thousand fiefs of the Lake District. The princess' fief is in the west of the Texcoco Lake District, divided from the confiscated territory of the Tracopan nobles. Five hundred families The warriors are all senior elites, and there are thousands of servants accompanying them. In addition, in the palace area of ​​the royal capital, there is a magnificent prince's mansion, which serves as the residence of the princess in the royal capital. The residence is far from the king's. The palace is not far."

"Hmm. Yes, very good!"

Hearing that everything was arranged properly, Avit was quite satisfied, and the irritability in his heart disappeared a lot. He smiled heartily and raised his glass.

"Come on, my female snake advisor, you have worked hard all the way, drink this cup with me!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The two raised their glasses and drank heavily, and while the bonfire in the main hall, Shen Suzhong finally had a little more life.

The night passed quickly. The next day, Shirott woke up alone in the king's palace. It was already bright outside the window and the birds were singing happily. He turned his head and saw that there was no one beside the soft cloth bed. Alyssa hasn't married him yet, so naturally she can't sleep with him.

Sherlot smiled, recalling the joy of yesterday's date. He couldn't help turning the corners of his mouth up, and licked his lips gently, as if he could still taste the tenderness and warmth of the girl. After a while, the young man finished his clothes with a smile and went to say goodbye to the king.

Avit got up very early, had already eaten breakfast, and sat in the hall to correct documents. He glanced at Shulot lightly, nodded, and ordered a few words. Shirott bowed and saluted, saying goodbye to the teacher and father-in-law.

Outside the main hall, a princess' maid is holding a cloak and waiting respectfully. After the night, Alyssa recovered from the joy of being reunited. Thinking of yesterday's date, she was a little shy and didn't show up. She just asked the maid to give Shulot an exquisite cloak.

Sherlot smiled knowingly and put on his cloak. In the culture of the Mexicans, the cloak has a special meaning. In the sacred wedding, the cloak is also an important symbol. Next, he would go to the Great Temple, pray to the Lord God, and then formally visit the High Priest.

The temple district is always solemn and solemn. Temple guards with sticks guard the temple complexes, standing like sculptures. The priests of all levels who come and go wear different robes and hold scriptures and documents. In the salutation and greetings of everyone, Xiulote slowly climbed up the Great Pyramid Temple with a height of 60 to 70 meters, and the entire capital was at his feet.

Sherlot put on the costume of a high priest and stood in front of the sculpture of the hummingbird and the sun. He respectfully lit the incense and offered devout prayers to the supreme Lord God. On both sides were a row of high priests, chanting loudly at the same time, welcoming the arrival of the suzerain of the lake parish~www.readwn.com~ Then, a third-level priest respectfully led, and led Shulot to the back of the Great Temple. in the temple of the priests.

The priest's hall is resplendent and solemn. The large drapery flies with the wind, and the mythological image of the Lord God is engraved on it. The surrounding walls are full of murals, telling all the miracles and legends since the birth of the main god.

The somber incense rose from the incense burner, bringing the breath of the gods to the whole hall. Seven or eight priests and elders looked solemn and were sitting in the hall. In the center of the hall, there is an old man in Chinese clothes wearing an obsidian feather crown, sitting on the throne.

Shulot knelt down in the temple hall, and bowed solemnly to the grandfather of the high priest who headed to him.

"Blessed by the Lord! The Patriarch of the Diocese of the Lake, Shirot of Teotihuacan, greets the venerable High Priest! May the light of the majesty of the Lord shine on you, illuminate the entire Mexica Union, and shine upon thousands of people. Children!"

"The Lord God bless!"

The high priest's face was like a lake, and he was as solemn as a god. Even when he saw his grandson whom he hadn't seen in four years, he didn't show any joy.

"Patriarch of Shilot, you have come a long way, and you have worked hard all the way. May you spread the light of the Lord God in the wild lake parish. Let thousands of lost people convert to the glory of the Lord God!"

"Praise the Lord God! You must believe in my God, Huizilopochtli, whose power is infinite, from the past to the future, and controls all existence until the end of the day!"

The slightly fat Ugel looked solemn, took the lead in prayer, and the surrounding priests and elders also chanted, followed by the priests standing outside the hall. Soon, the sacred prayers echoed in the towering temple, and they were chanted from afar. The priests, warriors and nobles around the temple all fell to the ground together, praying devoutly to the Lord God.

The prayers spread far and wide, as if

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