Chapter 1354 Jiao Ren Yue Fu, "Cloud Snake Transforms Into Butterfly"

"From the singing of new poems to replace the old tribal memories, establish a new consensus among the Jiao people? Then, cultivate a new generation of people who identify with the Jiao people as one?..."

In the big tent, Avitt looked at the "Jiaoren Book of Songs" in his hand and fell into deep thought again. He has always followed the Mexica tradition and regarded the warrior corps as the foundation of rule, but he was unable to attach so much importance to the so-called "cultural consensus" like Shulot. And this kind of diverse and long-term cultural means happens to be his blind spot in knowledge, and it is a blind spot that most Mexica nobles are not good at.

Of course, after Shulot explained it in detail, he could also understand the value of these practices. All these measures are aimed at gathering the hearts of people all over the world!

The ruling Mexica sacred tree extends its roots in the earth and grows into a sacred tree that glues people together. And the people's hearts that are connected by root system are not only the current generation, but also the long-term future! Seeing that Shulot put his mind on such long-term cultural and educational matters instead of the warrior army really made Avitt feel at ease...

"The Lord God bless you! Shulot, you are a prophet blessed by the Lord God. You can always see farther than ordinary people. And you are young enough to be able to consistently and long-term promote these cultural policies... I will leave these affairs to you. , I feel relieved!…”

After promising to delegate power, Avitt reached out and patted Shulott's shoulder affectionately. Shulot also nodded seriously, with many unspoken plans and considerations.

The alliance controls an absolute machine of violence and has established a temple of the Lord God. It already has the power advantage of cultural dissemination and can decisively deal with the noise of division. Under Shulot's arrangement, the Alliance and the Kingdom recruited many tribal priests, tribal sages, and bonfire inheritors who had taken refuge. They also had paper-making books and engraving printing. In this way, tens of thousands of atlas were distributed and completely buried. The old traditional killer!

The opponents faced by the alliance and the obstacles to establishing cultural consensus are only some remaining tribal elders and the sporadic divine nobles who have slipped through the net! They are still in the tribal cultural stage of recording things on drawing boards, and the number of people who master the culture is very small. The vast majority of the tribes conquered by the alliance do not even have written words at all. They have to pass on oral songs to tell the memories of independent tribes, about a certain ancestor or old god...

Therefore, at present, the conscious and large-scale cultural reconstruction led by Shulot is almost carrying out a dimensionality reduction attack on these remaining tribal opponents! The identity of the Tlaxcala people, the Totonac people, and the Mixtec people have all become blurred in the reconstruction of culture, and have begun to be gradually replaced by the cognition of the glue people! For example, the priests at Totonac Beach have all obediently stood on the side of the kingdom, while most of the old priests who are ignorant of current affairs have been sent to the altar...

At this moment, these surrendered seaside priests are giving full play to their intelligence and wisdom, identifying the memories of the seaside tribes and quickly leading them to the recognition of the Jiaoren tribes! And the only selfishness they showed was probably to add a little more divinity to themselves in the compiled "Historical Records of the Jiaoren", to add a false name of inheriting the ancient saint's relics and guarding the prophecies of the Jiaoren...

"Well, I have a rough idea of ​​what this "Jiaoren Book of Songs" is like. Let's take a look at this "Jiaoren Yuefu"... Oh! It turns out to be a sung folk tale?... It seems that "The Book of Songs" It’s more formal, and it’s mainly for the middle and upper class. “Yuefu” is more relaxed, and it’s more for the middle and lower class…well, not necessarily…”

Avitt raised his eyebrows and looked at the first article he read, "Yuefu". This turned out to be a story and ballad about the traditional enemies of Mexico, the Tlaxcalans.

""Cloud Serpent Transforms into a Butterfly"? What is this? The tragic love story between the top-level god of Tlaxcala and the girl at the bottom, which ultimately led to the demise of the cloud snake god? Haha! This kind of statement... interesting, really interesting !…”

"A young Dark Snake, a descendant of the Cloud Snake God, fell in love with a girl named Bai Ou from the ant people in the lake? The Goddess has the blood of the Cloud Snake and has the most handsome face. The girl is the lowest fisherwoman, with Their faces were as beautiful as water lilies. They met in the lake, forgetting their differences in status, and they fell in love, playing like fish in the lake..."

Avitt smiled and glanced at the long and detailed descriptions of love. Although that was the content that ordinary tribesmen liked to hear the most, it didn't make him pay any attention to it. As the story progressed, the unexpected twist and some hidden thoughts in it made his expression gradually serious.

"However, the descendants of the Cloud Snake gods who are so high above them rule the tribes of the Cloud Snakes brutally! They enjoy the wealth and beauty of the entire tribe, and exploit and drive the tribesmen at the bottom... Their lives are so extravagant, especially those who claim to be The Toltec descendants of Cholula... They are gluttonous anteaters, indulgent monkeys, greedy jaguars, and cunning coyotes! Their lives are like beautiful flowers on the water, but Buried in the mud at the bottom of the water are the corpses of the bottom ants that have been sucked out!…”

After reading this, Avitt frowned slightly. The luxurious life of the descendants of the Cloud Snake Gods described here always allowed him to see some shadows of the great nobles of Mexico. However, like Shulot, he is a king who restrains material desires, so he will not be offended by these descriptions and reprimands.

"Lord of the distant mountains, when will He illuminate the basin of Tlaxcala and bring mercy and fairness?... In the eyes of the brutal descendants of the Cloud Snake Gods, the lower-class ants, no matter how kind and beautiful they are, are nothing more than playthings and ants! And how can a young man of noble birth marry the daughter of an ant? This is a blasphemy that is absolutely not allowed!..."

"The Lord of the Cloud Snake City, the father of the young boy of the Gods, felt angry at being offended by the ants! The first time, he deprived his son of all his property and wanted to force his son to surrender with a hard life. But the young boy of the Gods, Dark Snake, was willing to live a hard life of laboring with his own hands and was always unwilling to leave his lover. The second time, the Lord of the Cloud Snake City sent warriors to capture many ants, including the parents of the fisherwoman Baiou, and threatened his son to return with their lives!"

"The young boy of the Gods was finally forced to do so for the sake of ordinary people. , left his wife and returned to Yunshe City. The Lord of Yunshe City threatened to let his son marry a wife of the same noble birth! Otherwise, he would throw him to the battlefield of the Flower War, and let him fight to the death with the brutal and vicious Mexica warriors in the mountains of the west! …”

“However, the young man of divine descent would never give in, and would never go against his heart and abandon his wife of humble origin! He took the obsidian war club, carried the feathered wooden shield, and stepped onto the battlefield of death! He led the way on the battlefield and defeated one powerful Mexica warrior after another! Until an exceptionally strong jaguar warrior walked out of countless warriors, knocked him to the ground alone, and put the sharp obsidian war club on his neck! …”

Avit read carefully, saw the fights in the story, and saw the shadows of many wars. Only those who have really participated in the fights can write such a simple, plain, and thrilling battle process. But the plot of the story always exceeded his expectations. The Jaguar Warrior did not kill the loser of the fight, but even praised the other party's bravery and let him go alive.

"The strong bear-like Jaguar warrior took off the silver mask of the Tlaxcala warrior and saw an exceptionally handsome young man's face! So he said with emotion: 'Brave Tlaxcala youth! Your bravery, age and appearance are all like my son who died in the battle. I can't bear to let this world have another father who lost his son... Go! Leave the battlefield of the Flower War, return to your hometown with your previous bravery and honor!'..."

"However, the divine young man Dark Snake dropped the war stick in his hand, exposed his neck, and answered generously: 'Strong Jaguar Warrior! I thought that the Mexica jaguars were all cruel and murderous mad tigers!... But I didn't expect that there would be a tiger king like you who has a heart full of lotus and a nose for roses! Please cut off my head! To die in your hands is the glorious death of a warrior!'..."

"But the Jaguar Warrior still shook his head. He calmly refused: 'The merciful Lord God is watching everything! The head is not a long green seedling, cut it off, It will not grow again. Life is only fifty years long. A young warrior like you should leave offspring and die on the battlefield... Go now! After leaving offspring, if you still want to challenge me... I will wait for you in the Great Temple of Trochititlan! '..."

"The young man of divine descent, Dark Snake, promised to come back, and then returned to his homeland. He returned from the battlefield of glory and came to the Cloud Snake City, but he could no longer find his wife! It turned out that his father, the Lord of Cloud Snake City, had already sent warriors to capture his wife! And those ants who were originally spared were also killed by the Lord of Cloud Snake City, and their heads were hung on the city gate to warn all tribes that they must unconditionally obey the rule of the descendants of gods! ..."

"The young man of divine descent was furious, but he was alone and powerless to change all this! He once again thought of the powerful Mexica jaguar warrior... So, he finally went west alone, came to the capital of the Mexica people, and went to the Great Temple to find..."

Avit quickly browses, skipping long sections of adventure travel. The description of the prosperity of Lake Texcoco, the wisdom of the temple priests, and the promise-keeping of the Mexica warriors are clearly intended to establish a tall and positive image of the alliance. The next stage of the story happens to connect to the Mexica Alliance's eastward expedition, and the divine boy grows up to be a divine youth, and as a disciple of the Jaguar Warrior, he joins the Alliance's eastward expedition to Tlaxcala!

"The divine youth Dark Snake has made many contributions! He also grew from a young warrior, and was awarded a title for military merit, and finally grew into a hereditary noble of the Mexica Alliance! Then, the last fortress that will not fall, Cloud Snake City, appeared in front of him, in front of the Mexica army... And in this extremely dangerous fortress on the top of the mountain, there is also his father, the last divine descendant of Cloud Snake in the world besides him!..."

"In order to rescue his wife, the divine youth Dark Snake personally led dozens of Mexica warriors from the camp in the back mountain. , and charged into the front mountain! He met his father in front of the Cloud Snake Temple, angrily denouncing the cruel rule of the descendants of the gods and telling the misery of the lower-class ants! ...At this moment, he was not fighting for the Mexica, but for all the oppressed ants, for his captured wife, and his father to fight for life and death! ..."

"As the last descendants of the Cloud Snake God in the world, they have absorbed the divinity in their blood and possess extraordinary power! They fought fiercely in close combat, the war sticks danced out afterimages and whistles, and even the scales of the Cloud Snake appeared on their faces! ..."

Seeing the description of these spirits and divine powers, Avit raised his eyebrows slightly, curled up the corners of his mouth, and did not comment. But he knew that in folk stories, ordinary tribesmen liked these the most. After skipping a long fight, the two descendants of the Cloud Snake God finally decided the winner. The Dark Snake defeated his father and made the other party repent of his mistakes! However, the arrogance of the descendants of the Gods was from birth to death. He never regarded the bottom ants as a life worth mentioning. He only admitted that he was defeated by his son and the Mexica, and then chose to commit suicide with honor.

"The light of the Lord God shines on the sacred mountain of Cloud Snake! The body of his father lies in front of the burning temple. And the bones of his wife were dug out from the temple's sacrifice pit... It turns out that his pregnant civilian wife had been sacrificed to Cloud Snake by his father several years ago, along with the unborn child!..."

"The young Dark Snake stood in front of three corpses, looking up at the sky silently. Even though he had the great merit of conquering the Cloud Snake Mountain City, even though the generous Mexica God King wanted to give him the mountain city and make him a glorious noble of Mexica, he still didn't smile or nod once..."

"Finally, he resolutely drew out the obsidian dagger and faced the jaguar warrior who came to confer him the title, and the teacher who taught him martial arts. , the master who helped him grow up, facing this true Mexica God King... He maintained the last dignity of the Tlaxcalans and spoke generously! "

"As a husband, I couldn't protect my wife and children. As a son, I forced my father to death. As a Tlaxcalan, I fought for the Mexica. As the loser of the Flower War, I have always owed the Lord God a death... So, I deserve to die, and I have been ready to die! I will give my life back to the heaven and earth, the gods and you! ..."

"But, the Lord God is a witness! I betrayed the descendants of the Cloud Snake God, but I never betrayed my tribe! I overthrew the tyranny of the descendants of the Cloud Snake God, and I never left a penny for myself! ... And the only thing I ask for before I die is Let the surviving Cloud Snake tribes live well, like the Mexica people, living a prosperous and healthy life! …”

“After all, the Lord God has long told me, and you have also told me, that there is no difference between Tlaxcala and the Mexica tribes! We are all the Lord God’s people, the Jiao people brothers who were separated thousands of years ago, with the same blood and the same faces! …”

“Master! God King! Lord God! …Please agree to the last Cloud Snake God’s last request before death! …May we meet again in the Kingdom of God! …”

“The Jaguar Warrior and the Mexica God King were silent for a long time, and then they slowly nodded. And the God-descended youth Dark Snake smiled for the last time and generously committed suicide! He offered his body and blood, Gave this land and sky of Tlaxcala. When the sun of the Lord God fell, a divine light, and his body disappeared... Only a beautiful butterfly was flying on the sacred mountain of the Cloud Snake. Then, there was another divine light, and the butterfly turned into a pair, interweaving and dancing, and disappeared at the end of the cloud sky! …”

“This is the story of "Cloud Snake Turns into Butterfly", and this is the secret of the demise of the Cloud Snake God! …Everything is the fate set by the Lord God, and the most cruel life and death must be used to compose the music of the return of the Jiao people! And the last Cloud Snake God, with his own tragic life, witnessed the integration of the Jiao people... But after the fire, there will be new buds. The new buds will bloom, and there will be a pair of butterflies, living on the flowers~”