Chapter 911 A prosperous kingdom, a prosperous poem, the kingdom of Taixia!
"Hiccup! Brothers of the tribe, this...life in the wilderness is too...too difficult!..."
As the night got darker, everyone drank too much and became a little lost in the lake. The lame Zu Shazi drank with his head down and was the first to lie down on the ground, warming himself by the fire, and fell asleep. Then he watched the woodpeckers.
The way Peck stuttered when he spoke, it seemed that he was not far from being drunk.
"That's right! Thinking about it now, I don't know how they survived for twenty years. The tribe was like a pack of wolves, running around in the wilderness, chasing food..."
The red-haired leader Mikui drank another bowl of wine. He shook his head and tasted the sweet and astringent fruit wine, with indescribable emotion on his face.
"Brother! Do you know my name, Mikwe?"
"It's...what is it?"
"It's mesquite, mesquite! You didn't know? It's a tree in the wilderness that produces a kind of pod. It's very bitter and makes your stomach hurt if you eat too much, but you can eat it. One tree produces a lot of them!
…We used to harvest this kind of pods as summer rations. Haha! This thing has to be snatched, and many tribes will fight for it, even with spears and stone axes…”
Speaking of this, the red-haired leader Mikui shook his head and said with a smile.
"Hey! I'm not afraid of your laughter. Before we went south to the Otomi people's land, I didn't even eat a meal of corn, and I didn't know what corn was... It was the first time I gnawed raw corn, and my teeth hurt.
…belch!"
"Lord... Lord God, gnaw old corn! You are really... really good! My... brother of the tribe, I... give you a bowl!"
The woodpecker Aipei shouted in surprise, smiled and toasted two more bowls. His face was bright red, but he refused to pour it down. The red-haired leader Mikui staggered, became more interested, and drank another bowl by himself, shouting loudly.
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"Praise the mighty Lord God! Praise the Great Chief of Death! Praise the Great Chief Black Wolf!...We follow the chiefs, defeat one hostile tribe after another, and live a good life that we never dared to imagine!...Haha!"
"Yes! Praise the Lord God! Praise His Highness!...The kingdom is invincible and prosperity belongs to us! Haha!..."
The two drunken men went crazy with alcohol and roared happily. The other red-haired hunters and kingdom warriors also followed suit, shouting and praising the Lord God, His Highness, and the victorious war!…
"Ho ho!..."
After a while, the red-haired leader Mikui stopped. He fumbled around in his arms and found a piece of green jade, which he generously gave to the woodpecker.
"Brother, here you go! We are in love, this is...I give it to you!"
"Uh? What...what is this?"
"This is a fine jade from the Totonac people on the east coast, from the Maya! Before returning from transporting mountain goods this time, we killed a few snake priests from the east... I think the carving of this snake is very beautiful, so
I carry it in my arms and keep it until now!…This piece is given to you!…”
"Maya's...good jade? Eh! Looking at the feel of the jade, it seems...it's been a few years. It's an ancient...antique!"
The woodpecker touched his head, picked up the green jade in the light of the fire, and looked at it with wide eyes. Sure enough, this piece of green jade was of very good color, clear and beautiful, and had lifelike patterns engraved on it. Such a hard jade
, it can only be carved bit by bit using jade sand and primitive stone weight machines, which must have taken a lot of effort and required a superb master jade craftsman!
"A coiled snake, surrounding a pillar that reaches the sky, and there are worshipers around it... eh? What kind of symbol is this? A city-state? An ancient Mayan city-state?..."
The woodpecker Ape took this ancient Mayan jade from the land of Totonac and looked at it carefully for a long time, but saw nothing.
He didn't know that this was a piece of ancient jade that worshiped gods from the ancient Mayan city of Quirigua. He also didn't know that that city-state in Honduras was more than three thousand miles away from the Kingdom in the Lake and was an ancient southern highland.
An important city-state of the Maya, it is also the limit of trade exchanges in the Holy City of the Hidden Serpent...
He just played with the ancient jade for a while and then put it into his pocket. But what he was thinking about right now was the artifact from the Holy City of Cholula, the Feathered Serpent Mask!
"Brother...it's almost done...don't drink anymore!...go...trade!..."
"Hiccup! What? Now?"
"Yes! I can't help it anymore...I want that mask..."
"Then go get it yourself! I want to take a nap... We will trade again tomorrow morning..."
"also!…"
Soon, the woodpecker Aipeck swayed and went out for a while. When he hugged the feathered serpent mask tightly and came back, the longhouse was already filled with shouts. He found a warm corner and leaned against it.
On the wall, I looked carefully at the ancient feathered serpent mask, but I couldn't get enough of it.
"Haha! A heritage artifact at the level of the sect leader!...It's mine now! Mine! Ahaha!..."
The woodpecker Aipei laughed, looking at the simple sacred object in his hand, and suddenly felt an indescribable inspiration!
He recalled what he had seen along the way, the poor banner troops who had just settled down, and the wealthy banner troops who had settled there for several years... He thought about the settlement of these wilderness tribes, from the wilderness of hardship to the stable mountains and forests of the kingdom.
;From the warriors who have been fighting for many years, to the descendants who are heading to the farmland...
"So, the tribal flag team participated in the war, sold prisoners and trophies, and exchanged for weapons and armor, as well as goods needed for village settlement... They sought a better settlement life through war and plunder, and gradually transformed into civilian villages...
This is the tribal trade that makes the kingdom prosperous, the prosperity that comes from war!…”
"And what does the prosperity of this tribe look like? It's like... like fertilizer! They use their lives to fight for and develop the kingdom! They nourish everything, and they can also turn into leaves or even flowers... But if
If the fertilizer is not well controlled, there will be no space for plunder and trade, and there will be no stable settlement, it will bring danger, and even the flowers and leaves of the entire kingdom will be burned to death... Only the wise and brave God King can be strong
Control them!"
"Then, this prosperous poem should be..."
The woodpecker's thoughts surged, and an inexplicable vicissitude struck his mind, and turned into the poem he recited!
"The warrior's manor blooms like a flower on Lake Patzcuaro in Gyeonggi Province, like the most beautiful Chinampa! ... Praise the Lord God and the King!"
“The countrymen’s barns are spread across the vast fields like green leaves. They are filled with the harvest’s grain, like censers filled with turpentine!…Praise be to the Lord God and the King!”
"The tribe's camps are like fertilizers, coming from the mountains and forests to the farmland. They are flowing with blood and use their lives to open up, let the leaves grow and the flowers bloom! They want to be sown on new land, constantly giving birth to new ones.
Only the true king can control life!… Praise the Lord God and the King!”
The woodpecker Apei had a happy look on his face, leaning in the tribe's longhouse and reciting this prosperous poem. He repeatedly savored this poem that he composed and wanted to dedicate to His Highness. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was well written.
so good!
"Well...this Kingdom hymn still needs a name...what is it called?"
The woodpecker raised his head and looked at the moon hanging high in the night sky through the vents on the long roof. He slowly stretched out his hand and put the ancient sacred mask on his face. At this moment, he seemed to be the respected sect leader.
Even the voice became majestic and vicissitudes of life as it was sacrificed to the possessed body.
"This hymn is called...the kingdom of the God King!..."
"No, that's not right! God King is the self-proclaimed king of Avit! And I am talking about His Highness..."
"Well... the meaning of king is 'Xia'! Your Highness has a sword called the 'Shenxia' sword, so it's called... the kingdom of Shenxia!..."
"No, it's still not good! The king used the word 'god', and it's hard for your highness to use it again, especially at this time...'god' means the supreme, supreme and powerful one...yes! Then call it 'tai'!"
'Tai Xia'!"
"Okay! That's a good word! I've decided! Your Highness's honorific title is 'Taixia'! Haha!"
Woodpecker Aipei wore an ancient sacred mask and thought like a real patriarch. He came up with this wonderful title, looked at the stars in the sky excitedly, and shouted loudly.
"Witness the Lord God! This prosperous poem tells the story of the great kingdom in the lake. This is the fiefdom of His Highness, also known as the 'Kingdom of Taixia'!..."
"Ahaha! The kingdom of Taixia! Your Highness will definitely like it!... I am really a born poet and wise man!"
