Chapter 1408 Cuba's Sacrifice, Golden Dharma!

"Praise the Lord God Huitzilopo! He turned into a red sun, hanging high in the sky! We will offer a new batch of sacrifices to the great you: a brave demon noble, and five strong demon sailors!..."

The Caribbean Sea in April is a warm spring scene. In the town of Tiewan in Cuba, a grand ceremony to worship the Lord God has reached its climax. Hundreds of Cuban and Haitian chiefs gathered in the Tiewan Town, which has begun to take shape, to witness the sacred blood-red victory ceremony with their own eyes!

Such a ceremony to worship the Lord God will continue to consolidate the faith of all Taino tribes, and let the majesty of the Lord God penetrate into the Taino world of the archipelago and 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 most ardent piety and the most blood-red freshness!..."

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 holy fire. The warriors' enthusiastic cheers and the shouts of the Taino tribe almost shook the sky, sea and island of the hot land of Cuba!

"Bless the Lord! The sacrifice of the evil demon is the most immortal glory in the war of gods! We fight for God and are loved by God! After we die, we will definitely ascend to the kingdom of God and enjoy the beauty forever like butterflies!..."

"Fight for God and ascend to the kingdom of God!... Roar!!"

".Lord! Devil! This... this group of terrible barbarians! Extremely terrible barbarians!..."

In the shadow of the Lord's temple, scholar Martin trembled and wrapped his black robe tightly, fearing that a little white skin would be exposed. He looked at the "Devil's Altar" in horror. Knight Silvera trembled violently and turned into a mutilated corpse, a wisp of green smoke rising into the sky, and blood-red flowing all over the altar!

He instantly got goose bumps all over his body, and couldn't help but press the "devil bird emblem" on his forehead, praying fearfully.

"The great devil of Huitzilopo of the endless hell!... I pray to you, the powerful one! Please protect my life and soul in this land of the devil!... Just let me live! Just let me live!... I will definitely repay you with sacrificial offerings... Whether it is the blood of a female goat, the soul of a virgin, or the alchemical sun red stone... I will definitely offer them all to you!..."

At this moment, scholar Martin knelt in the temple of the Lord, reciting all the promises in the European devil worship ritual, completely exposing his unsteady faith.

After experiencing the soul-shaking "devil sacrifice", the last trace of the Lord's remaining light finally disappeared from his heart! Then, he will fall into "darkness" forever, and move towards another deep, irreversible "divine light".

"The great devil of Huitzilopo! I pray to you!..."

Scholar Martin closed his eyes, prayed in fear, and didn't know how long it had passed. Until a long black shadow blocked the setting sun and projected onto his face. When he raised his head and opened his eyes, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he almost fell backwards in fear.

I saw a man in a black robe with blood-red hands, holding a bloody obsidian dagger, looking at him with a kind smile... It was the "devil apostle" who performed evil rituals and was cheered by all the devil natives!

"Bless the Lord! The scholar from the white-skinned tribe, the priest Xiu Maoying has told me about your origin and knowledge... The moment you choose to convert, the glory of the Lord will dispel your innate sin and lead you to the world of red light!..."

The chief priest Tomat smiled, stretched out his hand, shook the scholar Martin's hair, and patted his shoulder. Martin's knees softened, and he was almost knocked down to the mud by that light pat.

"Ading, I heard your prayers, heard 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 here! Come to the deepest part of the temple with me... I have prepared a sacred smoke and potion for you, a spiritual ceremony that belongs to you alone!... You need to drink those things... Drink them, then I can really trust you!... Then, you will be qualified to read the divine revelation from His Majesty... The prophecy book about the 'evil plague'..."

".!"

Scholar Martin was full of fear, but looking around, two strong temple guards were approaching with axes. He had to step forward in fear and walk towards the dim and dark depths of the temple. He didn't know what kind of "devil erosion" was waiting for him. But he clearly understood that after entering this temple, he would never be able to return...

"Ah! This?... Um... Ah!... Ha!..."

A soul from the European continent, accompanied by the curling divine smoke, wandered in the world of illusion and trance. An empty pottery jar, like a container for the soul to escape, let him drift away in a dream he had never had before. He seemed to see the other side of the clouds and the world, and the end of the legendary sea. There is the real East, the real Xipangu Japan! On the same vast island, there are people with the same yellow skin, some are alive, and some are dead...

"Buddha! May my father's soul meet the ancestors of the Takeda clan at the other side of the Sanzu River!... Ancestors bless! Bury!..."

The spring breeze of April blew across the Tsugaru Strait in the north and arrived at the Ezo land with lush spring grass. Although the vast northeastern part of Ezo land will experience a winter of freezing under the influence of the Chishima cold current. But the various mansions in the southernmost part of this big island will not be so harsh.

Even in this great cold period in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the port outside Katsuyama-kan will only freeze for a short period of two months in January and February before it will resume navigation again. At this moment, more than a dozen ships, loaded with heavy goods of various kinds, and even farmers with families, arrived at the territory of the Kakizaki clan.

"Quick! Get off the boat! Let these farmers get off the boat first! Go to the shed over there and feed each person a bowl of rice porridge!... Unload the goods quickly! Unload the goods onto the packhorses and transport them to the mansion!... Be careful! These are all rice!..."

The port of Katsuyama-kan was busy, and heavy rice was carried by the laborers and unloaded onto the packhorses. Donkeys and mules are almost invisible in the country, and there are rarely horse-drawn carriages. The usual means of transportation is manual handling and packhorses.

At this moment, although everyone is busy unloading the goods, everyone's face is filled with smiles from the heart. The deep sadness at the funeral of the head of the family half a month ago has completely disappeared! On their faces, there is only gratitude to the new head of the family and earnest hope for the future!

"Buddha bless! In order to pray for the deceased Nobuhiro, the new head of the Guangguang family issued an order to grant each household half a taru of support rice! Farmers and soldiers who participated in the previous northward expedition of the head of the family to resist the invasion of the Yamata will get an extra half taru of rice!... And all the Kakizaki samurai will get two taru of rice per family!..."

"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 like Nobuhiro! This is his first year as the head of the family. The entire territory is free After the autumn harvest, one third of the tax will be reduced from six public officials and four civilians to four public officials and six civilians! …”

“All civilian households must work hard to cultivate new fields! The new fields opened this year and the rice harvested are all theirs! And the three years after the new fields are cultivated are also exempt from taxes! After the fourth year, the next three years are half tax, and the seventh year is the normal tax year! …”

It has been less than a month since Mitsuhiro Kakizaki took the throne, and he has already issued three decrees, completely winning the hearts of the people in the clan territory!

The first decree is simple and crude, which is to "give money", and every household will actually get rice! With more than 4,000 people and nearly 1,000 households of the Kakizaki clan, it is about 800 taels of support rice. And for the more than 200 samurai who did not leave their jobs, each household will get two taels of rice, which is 400 taels. Together, that is 1,200 taels of support rice! And according to the current measurement system at the end of the Muromachi period, two taels is one stone, which is a full 600 stones of rice!

The second decree is still simple and crude, reducing taxes and giving money! The more land you own, the more taxes you can reduce, mainly to buy the hearts of the family elders and key retainers. This decree will reduce the territory tax by about 600 koku of rice.

As for the third decree, it is actually in conjunction with the first and second decrees. Since the people have sufficient food and crops, and the taxes are much lighter, there is spare capacity, and more farmland needs to be reclaimed for the lord and for yourself! The newly reclaimed land did not yield much in the first few years, and Mitsuhiro Kakizaki did not care about the small money. He waved his hand and exempted the new land from tax for three years and half tax for another three years!

Mitsuhiro Kakizaki can be so arrogant, naturally he has the capital to be so arrogant! Although the capital and the region are fighting again this year, it is a bumper year in Kanto, and the price of rice is lower than last year.

Morino Kiyoshi is a wealthy merchant in the rice field, with enough channels and ways to collect enough rice from Kanto at 0.6 kan per koku. He also sold it to the Kakizaki clan at the same price of 0.6 kan per stone. Therefore, from top to bottom, the 1,200 kan of rice purchased from the entire Kakizaki clan's territory was 720 kan of copper coins! Converted to the preferential price given by Morino Kiyoshi, 90 kan of copper coins for 1 jin of gold, that is only 8 jin of gold, 8 gold tokens!

And the last time Kakizaki Mitsuhiro traded gold with Zuwaro, it was simple and easy, and he got back 24 gold tokens! The wealth of the entire territory was only one-third of the first gold trade, only one-third! …

"Uncle Morino Kiyoshi! 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 of rice at the purchase price of 0.6 kan per shi, and didn't even charge for shipping... and exchanged gold at the price of 90 kan of copper coins per catty, which is 10 kan more than the usual 80 kan..."

"Ancestor! You are my uncle, the family elder of our Kakizaki clan who is not announced to the public! How can I let you lose money? Why don't you take two more gold talismans..."

Seeing the straw rice bags unloaded from the boats and the full Kanto rice, Kakizaki Mitsuhiro was really embarrassed. He looked at his uncle Morino Kiyoshi with a sincere look, and insisted on giving him two more gold talismans.

".Guanzhi...Buddha..."

The golden light shone, illuminating Morino Kiyoshi's eyes. He took a deep breath, silently recited a few Buddhist scriptures, then smiled and shook his head, and held Kakizaki Mitsuhiro's hand. He stared at his "nephew's" young and clean eyes, was silent for a moment, and sighed with a complicated feeling in his heart.

"Buddha! What a 'young' family head! Lord Xin Guang, the mess you left for me... Forget it! Then teach him well!"

After pondering for a few breaths, Morino Kiyoshi smiled frankly and told the secret of a businessman that was not passed on.

"Guangguang, the golden light of the Buddha illuminates the hearts of ordinary people! I will use more goods, such as rice, salt, wine, tea, weapons, armor, farmers and craftsmen, to exchange for all the gold you are willing to exchange, all at a more favorable price than the market price!..."

"Don't worry! In our transaction, I did not lose money, but made too much money, so much that uncle was embarrassed. Compared with the real benefits, the profit of buying and selling one or two thousand stones of rice is indeed meager. Uncle can't take advantage of you anymore, otherwise you will not trust me anymore when you understand it in the future..."

"Haha! Don't be confused! Uncle will tell you this secret today!... That is, gold is different from everything else. It is the real, unique, and trusted wealth by everyone! Its value is by no means ordinary wealth, and it is by no means its The superficial value cannot be compared! "

"The Buddha is the witness! In your hands, this piece of gold is just a piece of gold, which can only be exchanged for a piece of gold... However, in my hands, once they are blessed by the incredible Dharma, they will turn into the golden body of the Buddha, which will make the ordinary people in the world respect and trust them! ..."

"As long as the Dharma is not complete and the golden light cannot be seen through, then no matter whether it is the nobles who are high above, the famous martial arts families, or the arrogant merchants, they are just ordinary people who worship the golden body! ...For me, this gold is the golden body of my merchant, the reputation of my merchant, and the reputation that everyone believes in! In my hands, this piece of gold can be used as four, five, or even ten pieces of gold! ..."

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