Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Nine: Cuba’s Sacrifice, Golden Dharma!
"Praise the Lord God Huitziloppo! He turned into a red sun and hung high in the sky! We will sacrifice a new batch of divine war sacrifices to you, the great one: a brave demon noble, and five
A strong evil sailor!..."
The Caribbean Sea in April is a warm spring scene. In the town of Iron Bay, Cuba, a grand worship ceremony for the main god has reached its climax. Hundreds of Cuban and Haitian chiefs have gathered in Iron Bay, which is beginning to take shape.
Town, witness the sacred blood-red victory ceremony with your own eyes!
Such rituals of the main god will continue to consolidate the beliefs of all Taíno tribes, and allow the majesty of the main god to penetrate deeply into the Taíno world of the islands and into the hearts of all converted tribesmen, just like spring water soaking the fields...
"God has arrived! He is looking at the hot land of Cuba with red eyes! I will offer you the hottest piety and the most blood-red life!..."
The chief priest of Tomato shouted loudly, his hands dyed red! He stood on the altar of the red hills and threw the most precious part of the sacrifice into the burning sacred fire. The warriors cheered enthusiastically, and the Taino tribe followed with shouts,
It almost shook the sky, sea and big island of the entire hot land of Cuba!
"Blessed by the Lord God! The sacrifice of the devil is the most immortal glory in the battle between gods! We fight for God and are favored by God! After our death, we will surely ascend to the Kingdom of God and enjoy the beauty forever like butterflies!..."
“Fight for God and ascend to the Kingdom of God!… Roar!!”
"...O Lord! O devil! These... these terrible barbarians! The most terrible barbarians!..."
In the shadow of the main temple, scholar Martin shivered and tightly wrapped his black robe tightly, for fear of exposing a little bit of white skin. He looked at the "Devil Altar" in horror. Knight Silvera trembled violently and disappeared.
A mutilated corpse, a line of blue smoke rising into the sky, and blood flowing all over the altar!
He instantly got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but press the "Devil Bird Emblem" on his forehead and pray in fear.
"The Great Huitziloppo Devil of Endless Hell!...I pray to you, the mighty one! Please protect my life and soul in this devil's land!...Just let me live! Just let me live!...
I will definitely repay you with a sacrifice... Whether it is the blood of a female goat, the soul of a virgin, or the refining sun red stone... I will definitely give you all!..."
At this moment, scholar Martin knelt in the temple of the main god and recited all the promises in the European devil worship ritual, completely exposing his unsteady faith.
After experiencing the soul-shaking "Devil's Sacrifice", the last remaining brilliance of God finally disappeared from his heart! Then, he would fall into "darkness" forever and move towards another deep and irreversible "god".
Light".
"O great devil of Huitziloppo! I pray to you!…"
Scholar Martin closed his eyes and prayed in fear. He didn't know how much time had passed. Until a long black shadow blocked the slanting sunlight and projected onto his face. When he raised his head and opened his eyes, his whole body was filled with tears.
He suddenly trembled and almost fell backward in fright.
I saw a man in a black robe with blood-red hands, holding an obsidian dagger dripping with blood, looking at him with a kind smile... It was the "devil apostle" who performed evil rituals and was cheered by all the devil natives!
"Blessed by the Lord God! Scholars from the white-skinned tribe, Priest Xiu Cat Eagle, have told me about your origin and knowledge... The moment you choose to convert, the brilliance of the Lord God will dispel your innate sins.
Leading you to the red and bright world!…”
Chief Priest Tomat smiled, stretched out his hand, shook scholar Martin's hair, and patted him on the shoulder. Martin's knees weakened, and he almost fell to the mud with that light pat.
"Adin, I heard your prayer and your call to the Lord God! I think you are accepted by the Lord God and have potential... We can have a good chat, slowly and for a long time...
From now on, you will be my priest apprentice!...So that when the next sacrifice comes, you can be my assistant and sublimate your piety in the sacred ceremony..."
"Come on! Come on! Follow me to the deepest part of the temple...I have prepared a sacred smoke and potion for you, a psychic ritual that is unique to you!...You need to drink those things...drink them,
Only then can I truly trust you!... Then, you can be qualified to read the divine revelation from His Majesty... the prophecy book about the 'evil plague'..."
"...!"
Scholar Martin was filled with fear, but looking to his left and right, two strong temple guards were already approaching with axes. He had no choice but to step forward in fear and walk towards the dim and dark depths of the temple. He didn't know what would happen.
What kind of "devil's erosion" is waiting for him. But he clearly understands that after entering this temple, he will never be able to return...
"Ah! This?...Uh...Ah!...Ha!..."
A soul from Europe, accompanied by the curls of divine smoke, wanders in a world of hallucinations and trances. An empty clay pot is like a container for the soul to escape, allowing him to drift away in a dream he has never had before.
He seemed to see the other side of the cloud world and the end of the legendary sea. There was the real East, the real ancient Japan of Sipan! On the same vast island, there were people with the same yellow skin.
There are people who are living and there are people who have died...
"O Buddha! May my father's soul meet the ancestors of the Takeda family on the other side of the Sanzu River! ... The ancestors will bless him and be buried! ..."
The spring breeze of April blows through the Tsugaru Strait in the northern country and arrives at the Ezo Land with lush spring grass. Although the vast northeastern part of the Ezo Land will experience a winter of freezing under the influence of the Kuril Current. But this place
The Kazuto buildings on the southernmost side of the island are not so harsh.
Even during this great cold period in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the port outside Shengshan Hall would only be briefly frozen for two months in January or February before it would be open to navigation again. At this moment, more than a dozen ships were passing through.
The ship, loaded with heavy cargoes of all kinds, and even carrying farmers with their families, arrived at the territory of the Uyizaki clan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Quick! Get off the boat! Let these farmers get off the boat first! Go to the shack over there and feed each person a bowl of rice porridge! ... Unload the goods quickly! Unload the goods to the pack horses
Go up and transport it to the museum!… Be careful! These are all rice!…”
The port of Shengshankan was busy. Heavy loads of rice were carried by civilian workers and unloaded on pack horses. There were almost no donkeys or mules in Japan, and there were very few horse-drawn carriages. The usual means of transportation was manual transportation.
, and packhorse loads.
At this moment, although everyone was busy unloading the goods, everyone's faces were filled with smiles from the bottom of their hearts. The deep sadness at the family head's funeral half a month ago had completely disappeared! On their faces, there was only a smile on their faces.
The gratitude of the new head of the family and the ardent hope for the future!
"Buddha's blessing! In order to pray for the deceased Xinguang Gong's blessings, the new head of the Guangguang family issued an order to give each household half a bushel of support rice! The families of farmers and soldiers who participated in the northward expedition to resist the invasion of Shan Tao before the head of the family will receive an additional half a bushel of rice.
!...And all the Oyizaki samurai, each family has two taime!..."
"The generous head of the Guangguang family also said! Since he has taken over as the head of the family, he will treat the people as his own children just like Duke Xin Guang! This is his first year as the head of the family, and the entire territory will be exempted from post-autumn harvest taxes.
One-third of the total has been reduced from six citizens and four citizens to four citizens and six citizens!…”
"All households must work hard to cultivate new fields! The new fields opened this year and the rice harvested are their own! And the three years after the new fields are cultivated, they will also be exempt from taxes! After the fourth year,
It will be half tax for the next three years, and normal tax will be collected in the seventh year!…”
Less than a month after Mitsuhiro Uyizaki took the throne, he had already promulgated three decrees and completely won the hearts of the people in the clan territory!
The first decree is simple and crude, which is to "distribute money", and each household will be given actual rice! With more than 4,000 members of the Uyizaki family and a scale of nearly 1,000 households, it will be about 800 tsu to support rice. And more than 200
For samurai who are not out of work, each family has two tsubo meters, which is 400 tsubo. Taken together, that is 1,200 kutsu support meters! And according to the current weights and measures of the late Muromachi period, two tsutsubo and one stone, that is a full 600 tsubo
Stone rice!
The second decree is still simple and crude, reducing taxes and giving money! The more land you own, the more taxes will be reduced. It is mainly to win over the hearts and minds of the elders and key retainers. After this decree, it will be reduced by about 600 yuan.
Territory taxation of Stone Rice.
As for the third decree, it is actually in conjunction with the first and second ones. Now that the subjects have sufficient food rations, they can grow grain, and the taxes are much lighter, they have spare energy, and they need to cultivate more land for the owner and themselves.
A lot of farmland! And the newly cultivated fields really didn’t yield much in the first few years. Mitsuhiro Uizaki didn’t care about the small money. He just waved his hand and made the new fields tax-free for three years and half-tax for another three years!
Mitsuhiro Uizaki can be so arrogant, so he certainly has the capital to be arrogant! Although wars have been going on in Gyeonggi Province this year, it has been a good year in Kanto, and the price of rice is even lower than last year.
Morino Kiyoshi is a wealthy businessman in the rice field and has enough channels and connections to collect enough rice from Kanto at 0.6 guan per shi. He also sold it to the Uyizaki family at the same price of 0.6 guan per shi. So, this is from top to bottom.
, the 1,200 koku of rice that bought the entire Uyizaki clan's territory is 720 copper coins! Then converted to the preferential price given by Morino Kiyoshi, 90 copper coins are exchanged for 1 catty of gold, which is only 8 catties of gold and 8 gold charms.
!
The last gold trade between Mitsuhiro Uizaki and Zuvaro was simple and easy, and he exchanged twenty-four gold charms! The wealth that bought the entire territory was only one-third of the first gold trade.
One, only one third!…
"Uncle Morino Kiyo! My father just passed away, and you were so busy at the funeral. I admire your morality from the bottom of my heart!..."
"You sold us one or two thousand shi meters at the purchase price of 0.6 guan per shi, without even paying for shipping... and you exchanged it for gold at the price of 90 guan copper coins per kilogram, which is 10 guan more than the usual 80 guan..."
"Ancestor! You are my uncle, the father of our family that our family does not claim to the public! How can I make you lose money? Why don't you take two more gold charms..."
Seeing the bags of straw and rice being unloaded from the boat and seeing the piles of Kanto rice, Mitsuhiro Uizaki felt a little embarrassed. With a sincere look on his face, he looked at his uncle Morino Kiyoshi and insisted on giving him two more gold charms.
"...Avalokitesvara...Buddha..."
The golden light shone brightly, illuminating Morino Kiyoshi's eyes. He took a deep breath and recited a few Buddhist scriptures silently, then smiled and shook his head, holding Mitsuhiro Uyizaki's hand. He stared at the young and clean eyes of his "nephew" and remained silent.
For a moment, I sighed complicatedly in my heart.
"Buddha! What a 'young' head of the family! Mr. Xinguang, this stall you left for me is just...that's all! Then teach him a lesson!"
After pondering for a few breaths, Morino Kiyoshi smiled candidly and revealed the secret of the businessman.
"Guangguang, the golden light of Buddha illuminates the hearts of ordinary people! I will use more goods, rice, salt, wine and tea, weapons and armor, farmers and craftsmen, to exchange for all the gold in your hands that you are willing to exchange, all at a higher price than what is available on the market.
Great price!…”
"Don't worry! In our transaction, I did not lose money. On the contrary, I made so much that my uncle was embarrassed. Compared with the real benefits, the profit of one or two thousand stone meters is indeed meager.
.Uncle can't take advantage of you anymore, otherwise you won't trust me anymore when you understand..."
"Haha! Don't be confused! My uncle will tell you this secret today! ... That is, gold is different from everything else. It is the real and only wealth that is believed by everyone! Its value is by no means ordinary wealth.
Goods are by no means comparable to their apparent value!"
"Witness the Buddha! These golds are in your hands. A piece of gold is just a piece of gold. It can only be exchanged for a piece of gold's wealth... However, they are in my hands. Once they are blessed by the incredible Dharma, they will become the Buddha's.
The golden body brings awe and trust to the common people in the world!…”
"As long as the Dharma is not yet complete and cannot see through this golden light, then no matter whether it is a high-ranking nobleman, a famous martial artist, or a tyrannical businessman, they are just ordinary people who worship the golden body! ... For me, this gold is me
The merchant's gold body is the credibility of my merchant, the credibility that everyone can trust! In my hands, this piece of gold can be used as four, five, or even ten pieces of gold!..."
