The moonlight is like water, falling from the western sky, casting a long shadow extending like a giant snake on the towering Fireworks Mountain. And clusters of shining firelight lit up in the shadow of the towering mountains.
At this moment, if you look at the mountains on the ground from the distant night sky, you will feel like you are seeing a giant seaside snake that swallows everything in tribal mythology! The giant snake gradually woke up from its deep sleep and opened its countless bright eyes. He looked at the gods in the galaxy coldly, revealing greedy hunger and murderous intent. He will eat up all the old gods and bury all the divinities of the past. And the new sun will be born from His belly, just like the ancient prophecy...
"When the gods die in the galaxy, the main god will ascend to the highest place! The various ministries will be reunited and the descendants of the Jiao people will be reshaped! And all this must be realized in my hands and must not be delayed for future generations!..."
Shulot looked up at the stars, his heart burning with the grand ambition of the First Emperor. The conquest of the world has gradually reached a new stage. For him at this moment, the fighting in one city and one place is far more important than the overall plan and the integration of the hearts of all departments! Therefore, he will be particularly tolerant of talents who can actually help him in the integration of culture and belief and in the great cause of national cohesion, and will let them be reused!
Thinking of this, Shulot turned his head and showed a gentle smile for the first time. He retreated from the generals, looked at the anxious general Papu, and said with a smile.
"Pap, you have to see me in person and surrender to me... There are only two considerations. One should be to cancel the grudges and obtain the kingdom's forgiveness. For this, I have asked the black wolf to take revenge and make it public in front of the generals. I forgive you for everything in the past..."
"Ah! Thank you, my supreme highness! You are this majestic sacred mountain, and I would like to be a stone statue on the sacred mountain, like an Olmec sculpture, guarding the deep mountain pass for you, unchanged for thousands of years. …”
The surrendered general Papu knelt down skillfully and sang compliments skillfully. In the past half day today, he had exhausted almost all the metaphors in the sacrificial poems and replaced them with dozens of rhetorical figures, without even a single repeated praise. And after personally feeling Pappu's literary and theological attainments, Shulot became more and more certain about the arrangement of the surrendered general.
"Pap, your second consideration should be to obtain my promise and seek a bright future..."
Shulot smiled, stretched out his hand, and patted Papu on the shoulder. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth and calmly explained his decision.
"According to my plan, I want you to choose a position among the chief priest of a temple somewhere on the seaside, or the captain of the thousand-man battalion of the naval fleet..."
"Ah! Praise the Lord God! Praise His Highness! I would like to be a naval battalion captain, conquer the east for the kingdom, and fight for the Lord God!..."
Hearing this, Pappu was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he immediately chose the second one and became the captain of the navy's thousand-man battalion.
"Don't worry! Pap, that was my original plan. Before I heard your proposal..."
Seeing Pappu's reaction, Shulot's smile became even brighter. He held Pappu's hair, and told the new arrangement in the astonished eyes of the other party.
"After hearing your proposal of 'rebuilding the Olmec Holy City', I agreed! And I thought about it carefully. I need a candidate who can preside over the Olmec Holy City and be familiar with Olmec. Inheritance, we also need to be able to compile the Olmec ancestral epic, and properly integrate the epic of the alliance and the kingdom into it...and after much thought, I can do all this well, so that the Totonac tribes and the Shanlinsok tribes can There are actually very few cultural talents who are convinced..."
Shulot looked at Papu, who was a feathered serpent priest, with a leisurely expression, and said meaningfully.
"Witness the Lord God! In fact, in such an important position, there is probably only one person left in the Seaside Alliance right now... and that is you, Pappu!..."
"Ah! Ah this! Your Highness? You... want me to go to the Olmec Holy City to preside over the compilation of the ancestral epic?"
Upon hearing this arrangement, General Papu opened his mouth instantly with a look of disbelief. He led the navy to surrender and worked hard to gain His Highness's appreciation, but the bright future he got in exchange for it... turned out to be to go to the "Ancient Holy City" in ruins to build some bullshit "ancestral epic"?
"Lord God! Let...let me compile history?!...But...but my identity?...Your Highness, how can you let me do this important matter of clarifying the inheritance of divinity?!..."
"Witness the Lord God! As long as there is piety to the faith and loyalty to the kingdom, this big thing can be done naturally! What's more, Pappu, you are very smart and have the heritage of two seaside holy cities... You are also very smart. Flexible, with flexible beliefs and bottom lines..."
"And for this position, to sort out the 'real' ancestral epic... What we need most is smart and flexible talents like you!..."
Shulot put away his smile, his expression turned serious for a moment, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.
"What? Pappu, you don't want to accept it? Could it be that... your loyalty to the alliance and the kingdom today, and your piety to the Lord God, are all deceiving me and deliberately pretending?"
Xiulote asked the question knowingly and slapped the surrendered general Papu. After hearing these words, General Pappu was speechless and wanted to cry but didn't know what to say. He hesitated for a long time, and when he saw the dangerous look in His Highness's eyes, he had no choice but to kneel to the ground.
"Your Highness! I... I am willing to accept it!... But... I just... I don't know what the status of the position of compiling epics in this ancient holy city is in the kingdom. What level of priest is it equivalent to?..."
"Hmm...let me think."
Shulot touched his chin, eyes flashing. Rebuilding the Olmec holy city and compiling the ancestral epic is undoubtedly a major priority for the kingdom's priests!
For the Mexica Alliance and the Kingdom of the Lake, regardless of whether the various tribes in the world recognize it or not, they have always claimed to be the orthodox inheritors of the Toltecs, and they also regard the more ancient Olmecs as their ancient direct ancestors! The ultimate purpose of these statements is to strengthen the source of divinity of the Mexica royal family and upgrade the main god to a respected position by emphasizing the ancestral civilization respected by all tribes.
Now that the kingdom has conquered the Totonac Coast and has many ruins of the Olmec civilization in its hands, it naturally wants to go further and strengthen the orthodoxy of this culture and belief!
Therefore, the establishment of the Olmec Holy City and the compilation of ancestral epics are essentially a competition for the highest interpretation of culture and beliefs in the Mesoamerican world! Then, this interpretation of culture and beliefs was promoted to all tribes in the world with the military conquest of the alliance... Finally, through the narration and inheritance of generations, the hearts of all tribes were integrated, and the common consciousness of a nation was completely condensed!
(End of chapter)
