Chapter 1353 The Construction of a Unified Culture: Historical Books and the Jiaoren Book of Poetry

"Seven branches of Jiao people, and the ancestors on the other side of the West Sea? Build a world order of Jiao people as one!..."

Avit held the "History of Jiao People" and pondered for a long time without saying a word. Just like he had never thought before that the world would be so vast... At this moment, he had never expected that the construction of this "Jiao people as one" would be so large that it would extend from the world of Central America to the entire northern continent, the southern continent, and even to the other side of the legendary West Sea!

However, he could understand the significance of this cultural construction, which was to expand the basis of the ethnic group and the scope of the world to build a common world order! The religious belief of this order is the main god. The cultural identity of this order is Jiao people. And the political center of the order is undoubtedly the most central Mexican plateau and jungle, the lake area of ​​​​Texcoco!

At this moment, an ultimate political goal has been proposed in this thick "History of Jiao People". As for the future of the north and south continents, how many Jiao people kingdoms will there be, and how many royal fiefdoms will be divided? This is something Avit could not imagine or know.

"In order to find the divinity of the Lord God, the seven tribes of the Jiao people dispersed in the Third Era and developed different kingdoms and civilizations. However, the tribes of the world are of the same origin and are destined to be united! Therefore, when the Lord God awakens from his slumber in the Fourth Era, the Condor returns with the Divine Snake in its mouth! The beginning of the Fourth Era was in the eight fifty-two-year cycle, four hundred and sixteen years ago..."

"After a long search, the Condor held the Divine Snake in its mouth and landed on the island in the center of Lake Texcoco! He obeyed the will of the Lord God and passed on the divinity of the sun to the selected Mexica tribes. From then on, the Mexica tribes also received the Lord God's divine command: conquer the tribes of the world, unify the beliefs of the tribes, and reunite the tribes!..."

"Today, the destiny of the Fourth Era has been revealed. The Divine Snakes of the tribes of the world will be picked up and subdued by the Condor, so that the Blue Snake's divine power will be restored to the world. The nature is completely restored! This is the ‘Eagle and Snake as One’! …”

“The Manifest Destiny fell from the top of the sacred mountain. The Mexica Alliance is destined to wipe out all tribes and unify the whole world! And all the conquered tribes, like the Mexica themselves, are ancient brothers and the same clan. There is no distinction between them, and there is no difference in the superiority and inferiority of divinity. They are all branches of the ancestors of the Jiao people, and are destined to be reunited! …”

“The golden eagle symbolizes the sun, and is incarnated as generations of Mexica ancestors. This last generation of golden eagles is the great God King Avit of the Alliance. The God King will wipe out all tribes in the world and complete the unification that ends the Fourth Era! …As for the destiny of the Fifth Era, it will be completed by the last divine object, the black wolf that returns from the earth…”

Seeing this last paragraph, Avit’s expression moved slightly, and his expression on his face was a little subtle. But soon, he managed his expression, looked at the student Xiuluot who was already a little "mysterious", and asked seriously.

"Xuluot, the prophecy of destiny in this "History of the Jiao People"... Has the Lord God ever given you a clear divine revelation?"

"The Lord God blesses you! He not only left the prophecy board of the ancient saints, but also really let me glimpse the future... The prophecy of destiny in this history is indeed true!..."

"Hmm..."

Avit put his hands behind his back, paced hesitantly for a while, and turned his head to ask.

"Xuluot, this kind of "prophecy of destiny" is indeed of great benefit to the rule of our Mexica royal family... But how can we make the tribes in the world believe it?..."

"Dear God King! For the conquered tribes, their generation can only live better if they choose to believe... And the next generation will be willing to believe that they are not a conquered tribe, but Jiao people who are originally of the same origin as us Mexica people... As for the next generation, they will regard all this as undoubted truth!..."

Xuluot saluted respectfully and solemnly explained his ideas and concerns.

"The Lord God bears witness! In fact, I am not worried that the conquered tribes are unwilling to accept this theory of destiny... I am worried about the internal affairs of our Mexica Alliance! I am worried about those middle-level nobles and priests who want to enslave the tribes and hope to completely gain all the benefits from the conquest... This theory of unity is actually hindering them, hindering their oppression of the conquered tribes, and hindering their unconditional pursuit of benefits..."

"However, for you who are truly at the highest level, the only way is to expand the scope of the Mexica headquarters and turn the Mexica Alliance into a union of glue people. Alliance, building the concept of Jiaoren where all tribes are equally integrated... is the way to long-term peace! And our descendants, the Mexica royal family, will also become the Jiaoren royal family, becoming more stable, long-lasting and sacred..."

"Oh? Building Jiaoren as one, from the Mexica Alliance to the Jiaoren Alliance? From the Mexica royal family to the Jiaoren royal family? ...Well...Xuluot, you really gave me a tempting problem! Let me think about it, think about how to balance the voices within the alliance to carry out such a fundamental reform..."

Avit thought for a long time, with a helpless smile on his face. Governance is like this. A policy that will bring endless benefits in the future may not be in line with the interests of the ruling group at this time, and it will inevitably harm certain powerful classes. And only a truly powerful monarch can carry out long-term reforms for the long-term future and suppress the opposition voices of vested interests. In this, prestige and ability are indispensable, and iron-fisted suppression and compromise appeasement must cooperate with each other! Otherwise, it would either be the "Six Garrisons Rebellion", the explosion of internal contradictions, the "Great Split of the Northern Wei Dynasty", or the complete bankruptcy of "Manchu-Han Integration", which would turn into "Manchuria First", until "the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty"...

Fortunately, as long as the main royal line of Avit and the holy city branch of Shulot unite together, with absolute military force, prestige and divine advantages, all the pains of reform and all the voices of opposition can be suppressed. I just don’t know whether the response of the nobles of the alliance will be helpless tolerance and acceptance, or a sharp blade hidden in the dark...

"Shulot, your "History of the Jiao People" is really too heavy! Put down this book and look at the other books... Um, "The Book of Poetry of the Jiao People" and "The Yuefu of the Jiao People"? Is this a collection of poems to be chanted and a collection of songs to be sung? Let me take a look..."

"Hmm? "Ode in the Clouds"? This narrative style is the poetry of the Mixtec tribes, told as a Mixtec? Let me read it carefully..."

"The ancient Jiao ancestors came from the Olmec They went south from the land and built the God Stone City and the Rain Temple in the Clouds. But they missed their homeland, which they could not return to. They stood on the top of the high mountain and sang ancient hymns... "

"The clouds came from under the sacred tree, turned into raindrops all over the sky, fell on the valleys between the mountains, and corn fields emerged... The people in the clouds floated over, ploughed and sang, asking the gods in the sky when they could return to their homeland and return to the ancient holy land of their ancestors? ..."

"The gods answered from the sky, saying that the road ahead was long and far away, and the tribes in the clouds searched up and down, and would multiply in the valley. They would enjoy beauty and peace until blood and fire came from the north. , melt the copper and stone of various tribes into a big pot again! …”

“The most sad thing is that the living people will be separated after death! The most joyful thing is that the dead people know each other in the kingdom of God... In the morning, drink hibiscus tea with rain and dew in the clouds. In the evening, eat sunflower seeds with fresh eggs of ants...”

“This is life in the clouds! But the roots of flower tea are on the sacred tree in the north. The brothers of sunflower seeds are in the four directions far away... Before the final reunion, the brothers will kill each other and use the stems and leaves of beans to boil the beans themselves! Only the tears in the clouds, the beauty she pursues in her heart, will not regret it even if she dies nine times. ! …”

“Ah! In the sky in the clouds, a group of eagles fly from the plateau. On the land in the clouds, the blood fire of the sunset is ignited... and this is the fate that the ancestors have long known. Hopefully, after the fire... the dark dead trees will be inhabited by hummingbirds, and the gods in the clouds will merge into the main god! And the separated ancestors of the Jiao people are like rivers flowing into the sea. No matter how many fires they pass through, how many reefs they bypass, and how many tears they flow into, they will eventually merge into one! …Finally, the sea water rises, turns into clouds, and flies into the peaceful nine days~”

After reading this beautiful ode in the Mixtec style, Avit was melancholy and could not come back to his senses for a long time. But when he recalled the content of the poem, the expression on his face became a little strange. He looked into Xiu Luote's eyes and asked with a smile.

"Xuluot! This Mixtec poem, "Ode to the Clouds", is indeed beautiful and moving, in the style of the Mixtec tribes, and is a top-notch masterpiece... But the hidden meaning in it, and the idea of ​​unity among people, is it really written by the Mixtecs?..."

"The Lord God is witness! This is indeed a poem of the Mixtec tribes, and it was also written by the Mixtecs!"

Xuluot smiled and answered confidently.

"This poem comes from the oldest heritage of the tribes in the clouds. It was only slightly polished and rewritten by the Mixtec god-descendant, Andiwei Yuntian, who converted to the Lord God, and then handed it over to me for review and revision... After that, this "Ode to the Clouds" was officially included in the "Jiao People's Poetry" and sent to temples all over the world for singing!..."

"Lord God! Are you saying that this entire "Jiao People's Poetry" is this kind of top-level, revised poems? They will become songs that spread all over the world to replace the original ones?..."

"Yes! Teacher God King, that's right! These newly revised beautiful poems are to replace the original old songs of each department... For example, this preliminary "Jiao People's Poetry" will be better than the original ones. First send it to the main temple and the nobles of each tribe, with the story pictures drawn by the painters, to ensure that it can absolutely crush the original heritage of each tribe in terms of dissemination! …”

“The printing workshops owned by the Alliance and the Kingdom have already determined the scale of the first batch of printing! No more, no less, print 10,000 copies first, so that every city-state temple, every village shrine, and every canonized noble can have at least one copy! …”

“It won’t be long before the new poems will replace the old tribal memories. All the stubborn old people who dare to block it will be severely punished or even disappear. And the consensus of the unified Jiao people will be spread among all tribes from these ‘ancestor poems’, and permeate all new children! …”