The lights are swaying, the long scrolls are spread out, it is like a picturesque country, so beautiful. The king takes up his pen and paints all over the world, splashing ink everywhere. To the north is the undulating plateau, with divine peaks that are difficult to grasp with one hand; to the south is the long river of the Jade Belt, which is long and slender, allowing people to twist and explore. And at the end of the river, in the map, there are valleys surrounding it, with lotus flowers blooming and falling, reflecting the most beautiful scene in the world!
"Roar! Hundreds of flowers are blooming, majestic and majestic! This capital city in the lake, this feeling of conquest... is really beautiful!"
After a hard night's work, the lights flicker and flicker, and I can't remember where I put down my pen, but I can only recall the roar of the tiger and the cry of the fox. It wasn't until the morning of the next day that Shulot woke up from his deep sleep. He looked at the table and saw that the scroll was long gone. He recalled the painting last night, and his body ignited with fire again.
"Power and beauty complement each other, which is the most sultry thing?! When I looked at the report from the kingdom, how could I have such a strong desire? Is this... longing for... the world?"
Thinking of this, Shulot frowned and remained silent. He looked at the incense burner from last night. It had been burned out and even the ashes had been emptied out. The king looked confused. After a while, he took a long breath and knocked on his head.
"Phew! When you are on the throne, the temptation you face is ten times stronger than ordinary mortals! If you are carried away by desire..."
Shulot shook his head and stood up. He threw on a robe, covering his chiseled, chiseled upper body. Then, he searched with his eyes, but he didn't see the little fox, and he didn't know where he was curling up to rest. He was really exhausted last night. The young king smiled, walked to the door, and shouted in a deep voice toward the outside of the palace.
"B... Eckart!"
Eckart appeared outside the temple wearing leather armor. He got down on one knee and asked respectfully.
"Master?"
"Come! Practice swordsmanship with me!..."
The so-called sword practice is actually practice with wooden blades, just like obsidian war clubs, but the weapons are lighter. Eckard opened and closed widely, and slashed horizontally with the wooden blade. Compared with Bertard, he was less dexterous and meticulous, but more fierce and unparalleled. This kind of fierce battle leaves no time for thinking. Each person's fighting style is a direct reflection of his character. And Jian Wei knew that Shulot also knew more about the new captain of the guard.
After a sparring session, the young king was in full swing, and all the distracting thoughts in his heart were finally cleared away. Only then did he calm down and look through the remaining kingdom reports. After the documents from the five county governors, the king then opened the documents from the chief minister, Sage Jatiri, and took a look at the overview of the entire kingdom.
"Your Majesty, I bowed my head under the sacred tree in the lake and reported back to the condor in the sky... After four and a half years, the epochal epic describing the origin of the world has been initially compiled. In Shenwei University, ten... There are many carved stone slabs several meters high, and they are engraved with pictures, graphics and square characters. From then on, all the kingdom priests who were studying and the foreign envoys who visited could look up and observe, and understand the origin myths of each tribe and the relationship between the five kingdoms. The immortal will of an era!"
The first thing Sage Jatiri mentioned was the epochal epic that he personally presided over and compiled. This is a huge and difficult work, and it took a lot of effort from the sages to complete the preliminary compilation.
This epochal epic begins with the First Era and tells the story of the mythical era when the ancestors were born five thousand years ago and gods inspired the people. It then proceeds to the Second Era, three thousand years ago, where the Olmecs, whose ancestors share the same origin and are also glue people, era; after that, there is the Third Age, 1,600 years ago, the Teotihuacan era when tribes dispersed and built wonders; then, the Fourth Age, 600 years ago, the turbulent era of frequent floods and tribes fighting each other. ; Finally, in the fifth era, the Lord God selected the King of Mexica and promised that the world and all tribes would be reunited. This is the unification era that is currently underway! ...
"The world has the same origin! The boards inherited by each tribe, the temples built by each tribe, the pyramids built by each tribe, the turquoise advocated by each tribe... For thousands of years, the civilization memories left by each tribe have similarities and commonalities. I spent several years trying to trace the origins one by one, and left pictures and texts to explain each other to confirm each other...so that future generations can know the truth of the five eras!"
Seeing this, Shulot nodded heavily, feeling sincere admiration in his heart.
In order to culturally integrate various parts, it is not only necessary to compile myths and epics, but also to have drawing boards, wonders, and cultural relics for explanation and supporting evidence. How to interpret the inherited board drawings? How to prove that the pyramids built are of the same origin? How do ancient cultural relics come down to the same line as Jiao people? These actual supporting evidences are the difficulties and key points.
"Integrate the eight-point reality into the two-point indistinguishable imagination; interpret the desired conclusion from the real evidence...turn the false into the true, the virtual into the real, the real and the fake are mixed, and the virtual and the real are interdependent... To put it simply, we must construct a mythical epic that is convincing enough and can stand the test of future generations, so as to integrate the people of the world and spread it into the future!”
Thinking of this, Shulot's expression flashed. This magnificent cultural project cannot be completed without sufficient accumulation of knowledge. And without enough strength to promote the world, it makes no sense to carry out such a cultural project. A unified culture must be integrated with a unified empire! At this moment when all departments are ignorant and writing has just sprouted, this is the last and best opportunity! ...
"The empire's legions can conquer various states and rule millions of people. But if the empire wants to last for a long time and not be a flash in the pan, it must complete the integration of culture and establish a common identity! This work is somewhat similar to Sima Qian's compilation of historical records. Similar. But the society we are facing is more primitive and complex, and we need to do more thorough things... The First Emperor's burning of books and humiliation of Confucians, erasing old inheritance, is also essential!..."
Shulot thought for a moment and became more determined. He pursed his lips and looked down again.
"The sacred tree with the same origin extends everywhere, from the endless continent in the north to the endless rain forest in the south... All tribes in the world have always come from the same ancestor and are different branches of the divine tree. And the root systems of each tribe are tightly connected together! Be it Mexica, Prepecha, Tlaxcala, Tecos, Totonac, Huastec, Mixtec, Zapotec, Tepanic , the Mayan Corn People, the Taino people of the East Island, the northern hunters, the southern golden people...all are glue people! The various tribes were separated in the second era, and they will be united in the fifth era! This is the testimony of the ancestors, the gods The promise, the agreement of fate, and the journey of the great king!..."
Seeing this, the king lowered his eyes and smiled. This is his request, asking the sage to add all the North American tribes, Caribbean tribes, and South American tribes to the epic.
When, decades or hundreds of years later, the kingdom's colonial team expands and encounters the Iroquois tribe in North America or the Inca Kingdom in South America, they can take out this epic and tell them about it.
"... We have a common ancestor! Look, in the epic of the ancestors, it is clearly written that you are the exiles at the end of the Second Era!... And now, the warriors of the Kingdom are here to make you , reunite as one, recognize our ancestors and return to our clan!..."
Regardless of whether the nobles of the other party believe it or not, as long as the warriors and commoners of the kingdom believe it, it will bring about the basis for integration. Forced cultural integration requires the endorsement of force, the blessing of religion, and the need to precede the rise of nationalism.
"Looking ahead hundreds of years, there is still a long way to go. In my lifetime, I'm afraid I won't be able to see all the ministries unified. But I must plant the seeds. Even if we cannot unify into a vast American empire, we must become a mutually recognized Zhou Li Zhu Xia!"
Shulot's expression flashed, and he thought about it for a long time, with a deep yearning on his face. Of course, the primary issue at the moment is the integration of Central American ministries. To achieve this goal, he also has some unique advantages.
"Your Majesty, the epic of the era has been initially completed, and subsequent compilation and updates will continue. And there is still a lot to do to make this epic become the consensus of the world!... The kingdom has conquered the city of Cholula, Inherited hundreds of inherited drawing boards and artifacts. The veteran will lead the priests to study and explain the inherited pictures, 'removing the false and retaining the true'... As for the priests and elders of various tribes who have gone astray, deceived the public with evil words, and refused to correct themselves, I also implore Your Majesty to deal with it strictly and prevent it from spreading to the world!..."
Seeing this, Shulot raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head and laughed. Sage Jatiri looks gentle, but he will also kill him harshly when encountering this kind of competition for "orthodoxy". However, without such ruthlessness, it would be impossible to achieve the great event of unifying the culture... He continued to read and looked at the last paragraph of this report, his brows raised in surprise.
"Your Majesty, I have arranged manpower, half with pictures and half with text, to carve out a plate of the epic of the era. The scale of the papermaking factory in the capital has been expanded again to ensure enough paper... and the first batch of printing is one Ten thousand copies!"
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