The spring breeze blew the curtains, and the fragrance of the big tent still lingered. Miawa, the snake priestess, came quietly and left quietly, leaving only a testimony of surrender on the leather rug in the tent.
Shulot stood silently, staring at the wet marks on the leather rug, his chest seemed to be burning with flames. His whole body was unbearably hot, but his eyes were clear and bright.
"The head of the family, the snake priestesses of Totonak have always been famous for their joy and cunning. Miava's origins are unknown and her thoughts are ulterior... If you really want to be included in the account, you have to let the priestesses of the temple use holy water to
Train them well! And for the sake of the pure blood of the family, it is best to keep them under supervision for four months. If you are not pregnant, you can only touch..."
The captain of the guard, Eckart, lowered his head and cautiously stepped forward to admonish. He had always been wary of the snake priestess who came tonight, and kept his hand on the copper ax at his waist, never leaving it for a moment. In his heart, no matter what the other party revealed,
What kind of surrendering gesture can truly make people feel at ease only after being brainwashed by holy water!
"Yes, I know. The fragrance on Miava's body has an aphrodisiac effect. Her posture of submission and abandonment is nothing but a lie, a half-truth."
"The surface admiration and surrender, charm and temptation of the snake priestesses are just a means of manipulating people's hearts. They are good at stimulating men's possessiveness and animal desires, thereby looking for opportunities... However, under the current situation, Jinwan
The surrender of the various tribes should be genuine. I can still wait for three days!"
Hulot's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke calmly, unusually calm. Hearing this answer, the captain of the guard, Eckart, showed admiration. He took a step back, stood respectfully, and said no more.
The bonfire in the tent shone brightly, with ripples of flames leaping out. The young king stood there, took a deep breath, and once again controlled his body's instinctive desires. Then, he stared at the dancing bonfire in front of him and chanted in a low voice.
Make a sound.
"Witness the gods! All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such..."
"Everything in the world is a superposition of quantum fields. The desires of mortals are just discrete electric field fluctuations. As a king, I must be able to control desires. The mistake of being assassinated must not be made twice.
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Shulot returned to the top and sat cross-legged. However, the changes in his body made the sitting posture a little uncomfortable. He simply lay flat on his back in the tent and closed his eyes to think.
"Next, the disposal of Jinwan City... Politically, it must be brought under direct control as much as possible, culturally, Mexican customs and festivals must be introduced, religiously, the belief of the Lord God must be spread, and economically, the east-west trade routes must be rebuilt. As for the
The most critical military aspect is to entrust land and land, and to promote a group of kingdom and local warrior nobles as the foundation of rule..."
Looking at His Highness lying down, the captain of the guard lowered his head and thought for a while. After a while, he quietly came outside the tent and gave a few instructions. Soon, a wild and pretty girl with bare feet and a silver tie appeared.
He walked lightly into the tent and came to Shulot's side.
"Jingle Bell..."
"Um?"
Hearing the ringing, Shulot raised his head with surprise on his face. Although he hadn't seen her for four years, he recognized the girl in front of him just at a glance.
The girl has an elegant appearance, wearing an obsidian necklace and a bright short robe. She has delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, a tall figure, and moves as agile as a leopard. Compared with four years ago, the difference is that her face has more
She had a faint bookish air, and her figure was fully grown. At this moment, the girl looked at His Highness, her lips pursed stubbornly, her eyes were full of uncontrollable joy, and she hid an admiration that she could hardly detect.
"Chief Colima, daughter of Yin Mar, warrior Yin Lian?"
"Your Majesty, I am the warrior Yin Lian. But I am also the guard of your tent and the scribe who writes the pen."
Clerk Yin Lian raised her head and corrected stubbornly. Seeing this familiar scene, Shulot raised the corners of his mouth and nodded with a smile.
"Okay! My clerk Yin Lian. What have you learned in the past few years at Shenwei University in the royal capital?"
"Your Majesty, I have learned the inherited words and poems, and the sacred divine literature. I have learned important astronomy and geography, the governance and war of the kingdom... and the sacred text that you personally wrote and stayed at Shenwei University.
Reveal the secret!..."
Clerk Yin Lian smiled slightly, looked into Xiuluo Te's eyes, and answered calmly and confidently. Hearing this, Xi Luo Te raised his brows and nodded. Then, with a half-smile but not a smile, he walked from the cushion under him.
, pulled out a thick manual.
"Very good! Clerk Yin Lian, you are very good! However, although you are here to record the papers, learning should not stop... Well, this is a new mathematics manual I compiled. It is very interesting.
.You can take it and do a few questions when you have free time every day..."
"Uh...number...math manual?!..."
Hearing this, clerk Yin Lian's confident expression collapsed in an instant. She jumped back quickly, transformed into a wild Tekos girl again, and shook her head vigorously in rejection.
"God bless you, take it! As a clerk, you must be good at mathematics. If you don't understand something, you can ask me."
Under Xiulote's smiling gaze, Yin Lian looked bitter as she took the "Village Priest Mathematics Manual". She just flipped through it for a moment before feeling dizzy and confused. After a while, she raised her head again,
His eyes were wide open and he spoke in a low voice.
"Hey!... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Are you tired? Let me give you a massage on your head... By the way! What song do you like to listen to? I'll sing it to you...
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"Well... the night is dark tonight, it looks beautiful, but it hides death and murderous intent... Then let's sing the 'Song of the Night'!..."
"Uh?..Your Highness, now, sing this song?..."
"What? This is one of the songs that the Alliance priests pray at night. Don't you know how to sing it?"
"Yes, yes."
The clerk Yin Lian paused and nodded vigorously. Then she cleared her throat and sang softly, her expression distant and lonely.
"...The moonlight of the Lord God shines. The lonely soul of the feathered serpent floats on the sea, and the ghosts of those killed in battle wander on the river bank...
Under the eternal starlight, they sneaked silently in the shadows by the river, longing for the guidance of the gods...
When the first ray of morning light falls, the Tengu escorts the sun, while the cold fingertips of the dead stand...
You can hear their indulgent singing! Those are the fierce fighting cries of the warriors before they die!...
For the gods and glory, for wealth and destiny...the sacred battle will begin soon...
The white clams on the seashore turned into the light of fish maws on the horizon. And the red death came brightly under the gaze of the Lord God!..."
Shulot closed his eyes and rested his head on the girl's legs, listening to the clear and beautiful singing and feeling the comfortable massage. He smelled the fresh and elegant fragrance of the girl, like smelling the wild flowers in the Tekos Mountains.
He slowly relaxed. The flames in his body gradually became smaller and burned quietly. In the end, only the calmness in his heart was left, reflecting the starlight on the ceiling of the big tent.
"Well...what an unforgettable night! The death and light of Jinwan City will be here soon..."
The king murmured, and fell asleep relaxedly in the girl's arms. He forgot all desires and all fatigue, as if flying on the sea of stars and moons. And the girl looked at the king in her arms,
Singing softly in his mouth, his eyes flickered like a starlight.
