Chapter 880 The Beginning of the Assimilation of the Northland, the First Sacred Wedding!

"Boom boom boom! The divine sky, the earth, the coast, and the mountains and rivers are watching us together!... Ding ding ding! This is a wedding blessed by the ancestors, the longboat tribe on the sea, and the fusion of our lakeside people!...Ah Yoyo! The gods opened their eyes on the sea, laughing out a storm of joy!  …”

The wedding blessed by the ancestors was held on the beach of the lake bay. According to the clan tradition of the Viyotes, it is the woman's family who officiates at the wedding, provides food, and entertains guests from various ministries. At this moment, hundreds of Viyot tribesmen beat the heavy Tuluwat drum (Tuluwat drum) and shake the wooden bells for celebration. They gathered on the shore in piles, singing and dancing to their heart's content.

Tujing, the chief of the Ministry of Lake Gardens, stood on an ancient stone platform with a smile, and narrated the blessings of the newlyweds. In front of the stone platform, on the left and right are the family members of both sides, and in the middle is the newlyweds who are getting married.

The young priest, Xi Feng, wore a white sacrificial robe and a gray windproof cap. On both ends of the hat, there are two long egret feathers, which are fluttering in the sea breeze. This is the ceremonial hat of the Viyot tribe. From a distance, it looks like two reeds.

At this time, the young priest Xi Feng under the reed hat was standing motionless, as if he was a little absent-minded. His figure is not thin, but compared with the woman on the left, he is obviously smaller. And the woman on the left is his newly married wife, Tu Lan, the headwoman of the tribe. Right now, the headwoman Tu Lan is wearing a bright blue cloth robe, beaming, and shouting hello to relatives and friends around her.

"Haha! The old chief is singing a sacrificial song! Tulan, wait a moment, you will have a husband again! Tsk tsk! Such a handsome little man!"

"That's it! That's it! The bears in the mountains are greedy and eat all the tender little red fruits!..."

The crowd on the left, densely packed with darkness, is the woman's tribe and family. Two stout headwomen grinned and called out to Turan, who was in the middle, who was getting married. Tulan frowned, ignoring that he was still at the wedding, so he cursed fiercely in the tribal language.

"Go away! You two fat foxes who want to eat berries! This tender little red fruit belongs to my mother! Mine! Just one more look, and I'll throw you all into the lake!  … "

"Ahaha! Tu Lan is scolding her two older sisters! ... her baby, let her three children go and make trouble! ..."

The wedding of the Viyotes is very joyful, without any serious rules, and the style is unrestrained and lively. The good-natured tribesmen booed beside them, and after a while, they called three eight, nine, and ten-year-old boys. Then, the three boys ran to the front of the stone platform in a swarm, touched the young priest Xifeng, and watched carefully.

"Grandma! This is the new dad? Doesn't seem very strong? Can you hurry up and give birth to a younger brother!"

"No! I have two younger brothers. I want a younger sister, and I want to give birth to a younger sister!"

"I won't do it! You already have a younger brother, but I don't! I want a younger brother to bully me!..."

"Ah?! Three annoying little eels, get out and play outside! Don't crawl around here!"

The female leader Tu Lan stared at the three half-children who were deliberately making trouble, and anger rose in her heart. As the leader, she rowed boats and fished all the year round, and led the tribe to build huts. She was stronger than most of the tribe.

At this moment, with a stretch of her strong and strong arms, she lifted up her little son who weighed fifty to sixty pounds. Then, with a low cry, the female head pressed against the sand, and threw the youngest son five or six meters away like a log.

"Get out!"

"Well!!"

The skinniest youngest son rolled five or six meters and fell on the sand. He got up in a daze, wiped his dusty face, and ran away in a hurry. As soon as this unique skill was revealed, the two sisters who had the most fun also shrank their necks, not daring to make any more noise.

"Tsk tsk! With Tulan's strength, it's no wonder he once caught such a big Vecney!..."

"No! She used to be able to run with two logs on her shoulders."

Seeing his wife's unique skill, even though he couldn't understand the tribal people's words, the priest Xi Feng's forehead was still sweating suddenly. He realized in an instant that he might, no, definitely not be able to defeat these strong female heads, especially the best of them, his wife Tulan.

"Lord God! I hope tonight...she can...be gentle...I...I still..."

"Haha! The ancestor finally opened his eyes!"

Tulan next to him turned his head and looked at his new husband happily. That white appearance is much more handsome than the dark fishermen in the tribe! Not only young spirit, but also an indescribable taste of wisdom, just like the shamans who know a lot in various ministries. It just doesn't look like it can work...

"It's nothing! I can't work, so I'll raise him! Fishing and tree cutting, who can beat me! Well, I also made an agreement with the chief of the long boat, and I will take the tribe to live by the lake in the south. ! That's our new home, our home! Hahaha!..."

Thinking of this, Tulan was overjoyed, and gently stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off Priest Xifeng's face. Then she squeezed her new husband tighter with her arms.

"Blessed by the ancestors! The marriage blessed by the ancestors is hereby concluded! You will build a family hut by the lake in the south. And your marriage, like the tribal hut, will still stand in the ancient hut even through storms and heavy rains. On the land! . . . "

The old chief Tujing finished singing the sacrificial song with a smile, and the crowd around him also prayed. At this moment, whether it was the kingdom's exploration fleet or the local chiefs, they all praised loudly and enthusiastically.

Although, the two newcomers do not understand the language, there is a ten-year age difference, and their hometowns are thousands of miles apart. One has three children, and the other has just grown up... But in the eyes of everyone and the leaders of both sides, this is a sacred, well-matched, beautiful wedding blessed by gods and ancestors!

"After all, this never-before-seen wedding formally symbolizes the beginning of the kingdom's northward expansion and assimilation with the tribe! And this is also the first time that the heirs of the rubber man on the plateau have merged with their brothers far away in the northern continent." beginning!"

Thinking of this, the exploration captain Zuvaro was excited, with a heartfelt smile on his face. He was extremely sure in his heart that this sacred wedding would be recorded in the kingdom's epic and recorded in the scriptures of the Lord God, just like this exploration and development!

"Praise the Lord God! He sits high in the sky, watching us benevolently!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The exploration captain Zuvaro led hundreds of crew members and prayed to the Lord God in unison. Then, with a big wave of his hand, the kingdom's fleet all fired their salutes, showing the majesty of the Lord God to the surprised Viyotes for the first time. And this is also the first time that hundreds of Viyot tribesmen know the name of the mighty Thunder God in the south!

"This is the thunder of the Lord God, and it is also the song of the Lord God! He approves of this wedding, and wants to leave His name on this distant land!"

"Praise be to you! Vitzilopochtli! Praise be to the Lord God!  …"

"Vizzy! Lobo! Kitley!"