Chapter 518: Priests of the Lake City

May is the season of spring plowing, and the earth is full of vitality. The east of the sacred mountain is desolate and fighting, while the west of the sacred mountain is lush and peaceful. Hundreds of thousands of Mexica farmers are busy in the fields, sowing the hope of the year. And thousands of alliance militias carry food and transport it to the north and south with difficulty to supply the army.

Following the grain transport team, you can see the starting point of the north-south grain road, which is the magnificent lake capital! Hundreds of canoes are constantly busy, transporting food and military supplies to the shore, and then handing them over to the transport militia under the supervision of the warriors.

Lake Texcoco is shimmering, like a silver mirror on the ground, shining on the prosperity of the world. At the end of the lake, the big market in the north city has been strictly controlled! All food, bronze and obsidian are collected by the alliance, and they are not allowed to flow out during the Eastern Expedition!

Although the Eastern Expedition seems to be a crushing victory, it is a real war to overthrow the country. In the huge lake capital, only 4,000 royal warriors were stationed at this time, focusing on guarding the palace and temple area in the center.

"We must believe in our god Huitzilopochtli! He is supreme and almighty! May he protect the kingdom, and may the eastward expedition go smoothly and destroy the old enemy of the alliance!"

Entering the palace area, the pious prayers of women came from the mansions of nobles everywhere, accompanied by burning pine incense and sacred smoke. In this eastward expedition, every noble family in the capital sent warriors, and even fathers and sons participated in the war at the same time, which can be said to be a great fortune for the country!

"Praise the Lord! God bless the alliance! The priests have been fortune-telling for days, and the war on the front line is going well!"

More than a dozen low-level priests ran out of the temple area holding wooden boards high. They were full of joy, constantly announcing the good news of the fortune-telling, and comforting the hearts of nobles and civilians.

In the temple area, in front of a gorgeous and vast house, two priests in gorgeous clothes were waiting patiently. One of them was older, with gray eyebrows and hair, and the other was younger, with handsome eyebrows and eyes.

It was already afternoon, and according to the alliance's practice, the honorable priests and elders had already gone home to rest and were no longer busy. However, the two waited for a long time before a low-level priest came out of the house and responded coldly.

"Priests from Cholula! Respected descendants of God, Elder Priest Uger has no time. Go back!"

"Ah?! How come you don't have time again!"

The young priest raised his eyebrows and wanted to approach to argue. He was the son of the elder priest, and he had never been treated so coldly in the holy city of Cholula.

"Bang!"

Several temple warriors guarding the elder priest's mansion drew out their war sticks. They looked cold, pointed their war sticks diagonally, and were about to force forward.

"Wei Qi, retreat! Wait, don't do it!"

The elder priest of Quiao frowned, and quickly reached out and dragged the young priest Wei Qi back. Then, he reached into his arms, fumbled for a while, took out a small piece of turquoise, walked over skillfully, and shook it quickly.

"This priest."

"Give them all to me."

The low-level priest Sipili raised his eyebrows, and before he spoke, his hands felt warm and smooth. He looked down, immediately stopped talking, and calmly put away the top-quality turquoise.

"Lord God! These priests from Cholula are really rich!"

"Hey, this priest."

The elder priest Quiao suppressed his irritability and tried to smile and asked.

"Elder priest Uger, why are you so busy recently? The old friend from the holy city of Cholula came to visit three times, but you can't spare any time?"

"This."

Priest Sipili hesitated a little, or maybe he was pretending to hesitate.

"Hey."

The elder priest Quiao did not hesitate and reached out again.

"Hey!"

Priest Sipili remained calm and smiled.

"Respected Elder Cholula, you don't know. Elder Ugel has been very busy recently! Although he is at home now, he has no energy to meet you."

"Hmm"

Hearing this, Priest Kuiao frowned. He reached into his arms again and asked in a low voice.

"I wonder what Elder Ugel is busy with?"

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Hearing this question, Priest Sipili's expression immediately became serious. His face became stiff, as if it was caught by a door panel. He waved his hand again and ordered the warriors directly.

"Use the side of the war stick without a blade to drive them away!"

The incident happened suddenly, and Priest Kuiao was still standing there, and he was hit by the war stick. His old face twitched in pain and he could hardly breathe. This time, it was Priest Wezi's turn to rush the elder out. When they left the door, the temple warriors guarding the house stopped driving them away.

Both of them were hit hard, twitching in pain and looking at each other.

"Elder Kuiao, what did you say just now? Why did that low-level priest suddenly turn hostile?"

Young Weiqi was a little puzzled. He looked at Sipilly who hurried away, as if he was carrying the wind under his feet, and walked into the courtyard in two steps and disappeared.

"I just asked what Elder Uger was doing."

Elder Kuiao gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He thought carefully for a long time, but still couldn't figure out anything, not knowing where he had violated the taboo.

"Elder Kuiao, the other party doesn't want to meet. What should we do? We have been preparing for so long."

Weiqi lowered his voice again, a little anxious. The two had planned for a long time, brought extremely precious divine objects, and prepared a stirring speech, but they couldn't even see the person's face, so they couldn't do anything at all!

“Now, the Tlaxcala people’s northern and southern towns have all fallen to the holy city of Cholula, but they can’t afford to delay! Otherwise, we go find that high priest?”

“Huh? Weezi, you idiot!”

Elder Quiao widened his eyes, raised his hand and slapped Weezi in the face, knocking him unconscious.

“Even if we don’t do anything, we can’t go find the high priest! That’s courting death! We have to”

“Yes, I was stupid!”

Weezi pursed his lips and bowed his head respectfully to admit his mistake.

“Then, what should we do now?”

“What should we do.”

Elder Quiao gritted his teeth, thought for a long time, and finally made a decision.

“Since Uger’s way is not feasible, the only thing left now is the last person!”

“Ah? There is another person.”

Weezi was a little surprised.

“Elder Quiao, who is he?”

“Haha, who is he?”

Elder Quiao laughed, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in a low voice.

"A person who also looks at theocracy and wants it!"

In the mansion of the priest elder, Sipili lowered his head and walked forward silently. Along the way were precious flowers, fragrant mahogany, and brick-paved sidewalks. The houses on both sides of the road were filled with exquisite stone and jade carvings, as well as shining gold and silver wares, which were simply rich beyond words.

Sipili's face remained unchanged, as he had long been accustomed to these things. No matter how rich and prosperous and fascinating it was, it was the wealth of the big men and had nothing to do with him, a small man.

Soon, the small man came to the big man, bowed his head respectfully, and waited with a smile on his face.

"Ah! This day is really tormenting!"

The slightly plump Uger lay on a cotton blanket, opened the priest's robe, and his face was frowning.

Two beautiful girls were fanning him slowly with broad palm leaves. On the mahogany board on his left, there were exquisite desserts and dried fruits, and in the jade furnace on his right, expensive divine smoke was burning. After a long while, Ugel let out a long breath, took a puff of relaxing divine smoke, and asked casually.

"Have the two people from Cholula been sent away?"

"Respected priest elder, they all left tactfully."

Sipili saluted respectfully. He quietly touched the turquoise in his sleeve, his expression unchanged.

"Well, it's good that they left, it's good that they left! At this time, how can I care about the life and death of Cholula!"

Ugel reached out, picked up a piece of dried fruit, threw it into his mouth, tasted it, but it was sour and bitter.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

Sipili's eyebrows jumped and he lowered his head quickly. As soon as he saw the expression of the priest elder, he knew that he was about to get angry.

Sure enough, a moment later, Ugel was furious, pointing at the fruit residue on the ground and cursing angrily.

"You are sour and bitter pomace, tasteless, see which idiot will eat you!.Hmm?"

Uger was cursing, and suddenly stopped talking. He suddenly showed joy on his face, and couldn't help squatting down, picking up the pomace in his hand and stroking it.

"No, no! I blamed you wrongly! Pomace is good, pomace is good! No one eats pomace, and there is still time to study!.Haha!"

Hearing these words, Sipili's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to plug his ears and become a real deaf. At this moment, he was extremely pious and prayed loudly in his heart.

".Scorching sun, may you leave soon! Immortal sunset, please don't delay any longer!.May the Lord bless you!"