Aztec Eternals

The night outside the hall was dark, and the candles in the hall were shining. The pale yellow candle burns slowly, emitting a warm yellow light. The yellow light fell softly, and two silhouettes were projected on the bluestone ground. The figures sat opposite each other, and it was silence at this time.

High Priest Shuter slowly got up. He walked to the corner of the side hall, and quietly searched among a pile of picture boards and books by the bright candlelight. Shilott wanted to help, but his grandfather waved his hand.

"My child, think about it again, what else do you need."

Hearing this, Shulot stood on the spot and tilted his head slightly. He looked at the flickering candles on the wall, and his thoughts went up and down like candles.

This is a palm candle unique to tropical America. It is carefully crafted by artisans after collecting palm wax from the leaves of certain palm trees. It is very expensive and rare. When the palm candle burns, the fire is bright, there is no smoke, and it also has a smoke-like aroma, much like the spermaceti used in the celestial lanterns.

Sherlot was silent, looking at the flames of the candles on the wall, and then at his grandfather's all-white hair. Sadness gradually appeared in his eyes.

Although the candle in front of me is bright, it has burned to the end, and only the last embers are left, swaying gently in the evening wind. I don't know when, the candle will go out, turn into a puff of blue smoke, scattered into the vast night sky, and can never be seen again...

"Well, the candle is about to go out."

High Priest Shuter took several volumes of atlas and slowly walked back from the corner. He calmly took out a new candle, lit it with his own hands, and placed it on the candlestick on the wall. Then, he inhaled lightly, ready to blow out the residual candle in his hand.

"Grandfather!...don't...blow it out..."

Shirot opened his mouth in a low voice, but looked at his grandfather.

"Oh?"

The high priest was slightly startled. He looked at the hidden sadness in Xiulote's eyes, and then looked at the candle in front of him, and suddenly understood the grandson's intention. His wrinkled face slowly raised a smile, like an old and dry plum blossom.

"Okay, then keep it!"

The high priest nodded and put the remnant candle back next to the new one. Two candles, one tall and the other short, stood side by side, both shining brightly and exuding a sacred fragrance. They burn quietly, with an irresistible echo in their blood. Even if one is about to burn out, the other is just beginning...

"Shirot, my child."

There was tenderness in the eyes of the high priest. He calmly unfolded a roll of the map of the world, and the mighty Mexica Union appeared in front of him.

"My child, last year I moved 10,000 people to the Kingdom of the Lake. This year, I will give you..."

Having said this, the high priest paused for a few breaths, his eyes resolute.

"At least 70,000 young Mexicans!"

"Ah?! At least seventy thousand young men and women?"

Shulot was very surprised. This number is almost the result of a southern or northern expedition! What is even more rare is that these people are the main ethnic groups who rule the basic board!

"Well, at least 70,000! I'll go meet the elder in person and get his support."

The high priest looked calm.

"My child, under your leadership, the kingdom of the lake is developing every day, and new changes are constantly being born... All this, the high priests see it in the eyes, and the elders also see it. In the current kingdom of the lake, the influence of the Prepecha ethnic group is a little too huge..."

"Among the 800,000 people of the kingdom, the Mexicans of the alliance are less than 80,000, accounting for only one-tenth. The remaining 70% are from the Prepecha ethnicity... Prepe The elites of Cha are all over the kingdom. They serve as advisors at all levels of the kingdom, leading the reform of the kingdom; they serve as low-level priests in villages and towns, and they believe in the belief of one god; Possess the most powerful new weapons; they also act as samurai and officers, and even lead the legions of the kingdom..."

Hearing this, Shulot raised his brows slightly and said with certainty.

"Grandfather, I can be sure that the Prepecha people are no less loyal to me than the Mexicans, or even worse..."

"Haha, my child, this is exactly what the Alliance is worried about! Sometimes, obedience and integration can also be a way to conquer."

The high priest smiled lightly and shook his head. His expression became serious.

"Shirot, I know that many Prepecha people respect you as Your Majesty and see you as the only Sun. And the Mexica Warriors call you His Majesty, after King Avit... But you need to always remember, You are the most honorable highness of the Mexica people, and the future king of the Mexica Union! And your holy throne is in the magnificent lake capital, in the supreme great temple, and never in the western city of Qincongcan , not on Yakata in the House of Winds!"

Shirot was stunned. He remembered what Uncle Kakamazin had said, was silent for a while, and nodded.

"Grandfather, I remember. I will go, and I will come back!"

"Very good! My child, you are of the Holy City, all hope! You are destined to be the lord of the world, not the lord of the West..."

The high priest nodded solemnly and whispered. Then he stretched out his finger and touched the map, a little harder to the west of Lake Texcoco.

"Tracopan's rebellion will be severely suppressed, and more than a dozen nobles will either be executed or exiled. The servants, family members, and vassals of the noble fiefs are all under the handling of the high priests... I will use In the name of exile, 20,000 people will be migrated from it to the hinterland of the Kingdom of the Lake!"

"Removing so many people, the royal family and the high priests..."

"It doesn't matter. These lands and vassals will be redistributed and managed jointly by the royal family and the high priests. In the name of exile, 20,000 people will be relocated without any major trouble."

The high priest's expression did not change. He holds the supreme divine power, enough to deal with everything. Then, he moved his finger and pressed on the position of the holy city in the northeast.

"Teotihuacan, northeast of Lake Texcoco, is the residence of the gods and has the royal branch of the holy city. The foundation of our family is here. In the surrounding city-states, there are also many affiliated tribes, with We have a close relationship... My child, since you are firmly established in the Kingdom of the Lake, the main branch of each family can migrate to the Kingdom as your most loyal supporter!... From the northeast of the Lake District, will move out 20,000 people, to the Patzcuaro Lake District!"

"Migrate family roots to the kingdom..."

Hearing this, Shulot's expression became solemn. The political structure of the alliance is changing from a loose tribal alliance to a centralized enfeoffed kingdom. The royal family itself is the most powerful Mexica tribe.

Before King Avet came to the throne, there were 20,000 to 30,000 directly affiliated tribes and more than 2,000 family warriors. And after he became king, he inherited all the affiliated tribes of the Montezuma line. Similarly, the Holy City lineage naturally has many piercings, which are firmly in their hands.

"Grandfather, all the affiliated tribes, are you willing to go west?"

"The age of kings is coming..."

The high priest smiled, full of meaning, and said in a low voice.

"As an affiliate of the Holy City lineage, they will be willing to go west."

Hearing this, Shulot had some doubts. He looked at his grandfather's calm expression and nodded.

"That's good. In the Lake Patzcuaro area, there are many old abandoned fields, and new fields that can be cultivated, which can be allocated to the migrating tribes."

"Ok."

The high priest moved his fingers, gradually from the northeast of the Lake District to the west, to Trokham, where the Leman River flows.

"Trocamp in the west is prosperous. The Chunyu priest family has been inherited for a hundred years, and they hold three or four thousand people in their hands. After they are killed, and two old nobles are cleaned up, they can make up a population of 10,000 and exiled to the kingdom nearby. Hekou County.”

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"Laziko State in the southwest also has a sufficient population. In the face of the centralization of the system, there are several big nobles who have objections. The high priests and the central royal family are interested in cleaning up... There will also be 10,000 people here, and they will be relocated nearby. Go to Zicao County in the south of the kingdom."

"Cleaning the old and expensive, migrating population..."

Sherlot lowered his eyes slightly. Such a cruel method, although powerful and effective, has great side effects.

"So, grandfather, your reputation, your safety..."

"Ha! Ever since I took charge of the church and carried out the religious reform, I was doomed to a bad reputation behind me."

The high priest didn't care and smiled lightly. He pinched his fingers and forgot.

"Well, in this way, there will be 60,000 people. There are 10,000 people who will be recruited from various villages in Gyeonggi, the alliance, as the standard for priests to be promoted! ... My child, these 70,000 Mexicans Jiaren, you must place it well, as the foundation of your stable kingdom."

"Grandfather, I will!"

Shiroute looked excited. Of the 70,000 Mexican immigrants, 50,000 were resettled in the kingdom of Gyeonggi, 10,000 moved to Hekou County in the north, and 10,000 moved to Zicao County in the south. They would massively intermarry with the Prepechas to eliminate hidden dangers in the kingdom. only...

"For a ruler, population is the most precious asset..."

Sherlot thought silently, with a little uneasy worry, looking at his grandfather's gentle smile.

"Grandfather, what price do you have to pay for these promises?"

On the walls, the candles flickered calmly, exuding a distant light fragrance, and also brought the warmth of approaching. In the warm night, the old candles fading, like distant stars in the sky. And the new candle is brighter and brighter, with the light of the sun!