Chapter One Thousand Eighty-Seven As long as I still have this old bone...
"Hahahaha! It's so similar! Little Xiuhua, you are just like your father! ... Let's take Didan to play!"
"Great uncle, I want to go to your studio with Didan and use some cochineal paint..."
"Oh?...You want to draw? What to draw?..."
"Yeah! Didan can draw Maya's murals. I want her to draw a red magical bird..."
"Huh?...What about you? Draw a sacred tree?..."
"Um...no. I want to use a little gold powder to draw a golden pyramid and tell her...this is her home..."
"...Hahahaha! Okay, it's really good! Then go ahead and use it, just tell the servants in the studio!..."
"Thank you, great uncle!...Well, thank you father!...Uh...Thank you mother too!..."
Little Xiuhua took Little Didan, lowered his head, and bowed to his great-uncle and his parents. Then, with the sound of wooden shoes "tapping", he jumped away happily. There were only three people left in the main hall.
People, we can talk about some serious business now.
"Little Hulot, little Alyssa, have you eaten?"
"not yet…"
“Then let’s have some brunch!…Come here!…”
Kakamazin called the servant and gave two orders. Soon, three cups of vanilla chocolate drinks, a large portion of corn burritos and toppings, and several stacks of dried fruits and insect snacks were brought up.
“Praise the Lord God!”
As usual, Shulot prayed before the meal, and then drank half a cup of drink. Rich natural vanilla powder, mixed with hand-grinded chocolate juice, and then brewed with warm well water, it tasted full of fragrance.
, refreshing!
This sacred refreshing drink is actually used as coffee and tea in various tribes in Central America, but the production is not large. After drinking half a cup of chocolate drink, Xiulote picked up a corn burrito,
Roll up the large transparent and crisp ant eggs, crisp and refreshing cactus buds, lightly sweet cactus flowers, and finally apply some chili sauce, and then hand it to my wife Alyssa with a smile.
"Here, Alyssa, you like the sweetness and pleasantness of cactus flowers, so I'll roll some more..."
"OK…"
Alyssa nodded slightly, finished rolling the burrito in her hand, and handed it to Hulot.
"Xulot, you like the delicious and soft texture of the big ant eggs, so I rolled some more for you..."
The couple stood side by side, exchanging burritos in their hands, smiling at each other, with a hint of endearing sweetness in their eyes.
Seeing this happy scene, Uncle Kakamazin raised the corner of his mouth, poured a glass of fruit wine by himself, and ate the fried grass worms dipped in hot sauce like spicy potato chips.
Got up.
The three of them had a simple breakfast. Xurot wiped the corners of Alyssa's mouth. The servants removed the food and replaced it with three cups of sour hibiscus tea. Kakamazin took two sips of the hot tea.
, exhaled a long breath, then said with a leisurely smile.
"Little Shulot, over the years, you have been fighting abroad, spending less time with Alyssa and being away from each other more, and you have stretched yourself too tight!... It is also time for you to spend some time with your wife and children in this prosperous royal capital, and have a rest.
Enjoy the years!…”
"...Well. This is indeed my plan when I come back this time...it just so happens that I can spend more time with you..."
Shulot looked calm and nodded with a smile. Kakamazin looked at his calm face, pondered for a while, and then suddenly sighed.
"God bless you! I haven't seen you for a few years. You child are indeed much calmer than before. You have some of the kingly spirit of your uncle Montezuma, and you also have the deep wisdom and thinking of your father..."
"Ancestors witness! Avit is brave and decisive, like the flames of a prairie fire. And you are calm and wise, like the deep sea. Xiao Xiuhua, he is still a child in mind, but his wisdom matures precociously, like an early blooming sacred tree flower. As long as you teach him well
For him, he will never become ordinary..."
"Ancestors in the Kingdom of God! Our Mexica royal family is so lucky! In just ten years, three generations of wise kings and three bright suns have emerged!..."
Kakamazin sighed with emotion and praise from the bottom of his heart. Then, he looked into Shulot's eyes, with a sincere expression, and comforted him in a deep voice.
"But sometimes, there are too many suns, which is also a kind of misfortune among great fortunes...Xiao Shulot, I heard about Avitt asking you to worship two suns in the Palace of the Gods...The meaning of this, you also
I understand, I don’t need to explain more...I just want to advise you to wait patiently for some more time, and enjoy a few years of peace of mind, leisurely and enjoyable days..."
"I have lived to be seventy years old. From the time when the Three Cities Alliance was first established, I followed my uncle and father who pioneered the path until today... I have witnessed with my own eyes the sudden change of the Tepanek Alliance, the overlord of the previous generation of Lake District, which has been passed down for two hundred years.
Decline. However, in just a dozen years, the Three Cities Alliance emerged and grew rapidly, completely replacing the former hegemon!…”
"Blessed by the Lord God! The ancestors spared no effort to build the states side by side, create the Three Kingdoms Alliance, worship the Supreme Lord God, conquered everywhere and failed to obey, and tried their best to manage the lake area... This is the cornerstone of the prosperity of the Mexica people, and this is the Mexican
Sitka Condor’s flight today!…”
Kakamazin's eyes gradually deepened as he mentioned old events from decades ago. He spoke in a deep voice, repeating the words of his elder father, and at the same time stretched out his old hand and held Shulot's hand.
"Little Hulot, my child... Do you know how powerful the Tepanek Alliance was in the former Lake District, and how weak we Mexicans were?... How can an alliance grow and prosper like this?
So fast. And why did a powerful overlord decline in just a dozen years?..."
"I once asked my father about this question. He told me very seriously: The demise of the Tepanek people was due to the disputes and civil wars between the royal families. The kingdoms were divided into several branches, and in the end they all became independent and disobedient! ...
If the royal center of the alliance is split and civil war occurs, and there is no power to suppress the local states, then the alliance, no matter how powerful it is, will collapse in only one generation!..."
"And we Mexicaans have been able to get to where we are today because of the unity of the royal family and the unity of all the royal families! Even if there are different branches on the sacred tree, they are all working together to grow upward! ... But if there is
One day, the Mexica royal family split, and the royal family’s sacred tree split into two parts. Then they would die, they would perish!…”
Hearing Uncle Kakamazin's vicissitudes of life and feeling his old wrinkled palms, Shulot pursed his lips and remained silent. He knew the meaning of his uncle's words, and even thought of more. He knew that the powerful people in future generations would
The demise of the Aztec Alliance was due to the internal strife between the Asal line and the Avet line. The two royal families gradually became acute and irreconcilable, eventually giving the Spanish colonists an opportunity to take advantage of them!
As the king of the Assar line, Montezuma II failed to conquer the Tlaxcalans after inheriting the throne. He did not have enough martial arts to suppress the alliance states, and even ended up in a stalemate in the struggle with the Avite line.
It was impossible to recruit many royal warriors from the lake area. Under such a deadlock, when the "envoy of Quetzalcoatl" appeared in the East China Sea, he made a decision to attract the white-skinned "envoy" and the Tlaxcala people to the royal capital.
, to serve as the "theocratic power" to suppress other royal families and states...
The final result of this was the outbreak and raging of the smallpox plague in the capital, and the civil war and destruction of the entire alliance! In the end, the Spanish colonists, as arbiters of various ministries, replaced the Mexica royal family as the co-leader of the alliance, and started the destruction
The Great Plague and the Great Colonial Era of Mesoamerican Civilization!…
Thinking of the bloody ending in history, Shulot gritted his teeth. His mind fluctuated violently, and he was so heavy that he could not speak. The calm expression on his face could no longer be maintained.
If he did not return to the capital, and a civil war really broke out with Avitt, the momentum of the Mexica Alliance sweeping the world would collapse in an instant, and the alliance's centralization of power would fall short! In order to compete for power, the two hundred thousand alliance and the kingdom's warriors represented different
The factional interests are fighting... After such a brutal civil war, the Mexican people's belief in destiny will collapse at its roots. It will be even more difficult to rebuild consensus and recognition...
And among the two of them, Avitt and him, no matter who can have the last laugh, it will be difficult for them to have enough time and strength to complete the unification of the world, complete the reform of the alliance, and complete the centralization of the royal family! Not to mention, establish the same
Faith unites the same nation and completes the unification of world culture! ... If a city-state alliance full of contradictions is used to welcome the Western colonists for decades and the terrible death plague, the final outcome will be worse than history
How much better is it?…
Seeing the heavy-faced Shulot, Kakamazin stretched out a hand again. He patted Shulot's shoulder comfortingly and sighed.
"Little Shulot, my good boy! The ancestors told us that no matter how hard the tribal sacred stone is, as long as there are gaps, the divinity of the gods and ancestors will flow out, and it can no longer protect the tribe! ... And the divinity
Once dispersed, it will inevitably be acquired by other tribes, thus the rise and fall will change, and the world will change again!..."
"The blessing of the gods is like the strong wind in the rainy season! A condor that can ride on the wind must have wings spread side by side, and it must follow the general trend of the wind!..."
"Blessed by the Lord God! Now the Mexica royal family, those wings are Avitt and you. And now the Mexica Alliance is riding the storm of the rainy season, sweeping the entire world, with the momentum to unify all tribes! ...
This is the time when the gods are blessing us, so how can we miss the opportunity?…”
"Seventy years! Seventy years have passed, and the Mexica royal family has struggled to achieve today's prosperity! All the tribes in the world have been conquered, and only the people of the clouds in the two southern tribes are left. This is really
It’s not easy!… I was dreaming when I was a child, and I never thought of today! On the ancestor’s sacred tree, the ancestors must be smiling with joy!…”
Having said this, Uncle Kakamatsu looked sad, and his eyes were rarely moist. He took a deep breath, lowered his head slightly, and saluted Shulot.
"Little Shulot, my good boy! I understand the grievances you have suffered. Avitt, he really can't help you, and I can't bear to go to the Kingdom of God, Shuttle!..."
"But how can the wings of the royal eagle fly towards each other? How can the royal family's sacred stone be split into two pieces?... You still have to stand shoulder to shoulder and fly in the sky together!..."
"Xulot, in front of the Lord God and the Ancestors! I, Kakamazin, on behalf of the Mexica royal family, apologize to you on behalf of Avit!... You can stay here with peace of mind, stay in the royal capital!..."
"As long as my old bones are still alive, and as long as the elders of the royal family are still alive... I will never let you encounter any danger in the royal capital! And the power of this alliance will eventually be handed over to the world.
