A long, humid wind blows from the mountains and forests in the east, and blows over the people on the boat. The fresh grass fragrance smells on the nose, which makes people refreshed.

On the galley warship, everyone was silent, watching the conversation between the old and the young. Shulot thought for a moment, lowered his head, sincerely, and saluted Kakamazin again.

"Lord God bless! Uncle Kakamazin, everything is under your arrangement!"

"Haha, very good! Lord God bless you!"

Kakamazin laughed heartily, with appreciation in his laughter. Afterwards, he took Shulot's hand and began to chat about some domestic gossip, and asked about the situation of the kingdom from time to time.

Xiulot answered frankly, telling the experience of the South and North Wars, and also about the feelings of the kingdom's governance. The two have their own concerns, but they are also very sincere. They talk and laugh happily, which is just a joy.

The two fleets converged immediately, heading for the majestic capital city in the lake. From here to the capital, there is only the last 60 miles of waterway left, which can be reached by boat in a day or two.

July is coming to an end, and the wind and rain have become rush. The patter of summer rain fell from the hazy sky, knocking on Lake Texcoco, and rising the same hazy vapor. When everyone boated on the lake, they walked through the mist and rain, surrounded by fairyland-like wonders.

Xiulot stood at the bow of the ship, staring at the heart of the alliance, the most prosperous place in the world. Villages and towns are faintly visible, flashing across the banks, and singing of prayers is heard; merchants on boats give way one after another, parting on the lake, and there are bursts of exclamations.

"The capital city in the lake is right in front of you."

Kakamazin stood by, looking at the capital shrouded in smoke and clouds. With the progress of the fleet, large expanses of Chinampa spread all over the lake, and the white long embankment is already looming.

"Sholot, the capital city in the lake, is a great royal city built by us Mexica, and it is also the fundamental source of all our divinity!"

Kakamazin smiled, but his words were meaningful.

"The king of Mexica belongs to the great city of the lake. And the great city of the lake belongs to our blessed Mexica. In the hearts of all Mexica, Tenochtitlan is not just a city The royal city that will never fall is a symbol of holiness and divine protection... No matter where you are, or how tall a sacred tree grows, this place will be your root!"

Hearing this, Shulot pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Uncle Kakamazin, I understand what you mean. The kingdom is a feudal state of the Union. I am the Highness of the Mexica first, and then the king of the Prepecha people."

"Ha ha!"

Kakamazin laughed heartily again. He reached out and patted his grandnephew on the shoulder.

"Sholot, you are His Royal Highness of the Alliance, and you are the future king of the Mexica! For us old guys in the royal family, the elder is the sun in the evening, Avit is the sun at noon, and you are The sun in the morning!...Don't rush, don't be in a hurry. Under the blessing of the main god, the alliance is getting stronger and stronger. The sacred tree is growing vigorously, and it is destined to rule the world. But, everything will take some time...Well, I really hope, I can See that day with your own eyes!"

"Uncle!..."

Hearing these words, Shulot lowered his eyes slightly, a little moved. He didn't know what to respond, he just chewed on Kakamazin's words.

"Don't rush, don't be crooked..."

Kakamazin nodded with a smile. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the mist of light smoke. The prosperous capital city in the lake is close at hand, and the towering great temple stands high, like a sacred mountain falling on the earth.

"Look! The lofty Great Temple is in the smoke! Walk slowly, we will be there soon!"

As usual, the huge fleet docked at the village north of the capital, and the king's envoys had been waiting for a long time. It took half a day for the three thousand imperial guards to reach the shore of the lake. Then there were boxes of neat dowry gifts and heavy bronze cannons.

Kakamazin was in high spirits. After seeing these "strange copper beasts" he had heard about for a while, he asked some questions from time to time. Then, he commented with a smile.

"Sholot, you really put your heart into marrying Alyssa! There are so many precious gifts, even an old guy like me is really surprised! ... As for the gifts, let them sort them out slowly. Anyway, they have arrived Here, don’t even think about taking it back! Haha, we have to enter the capital first. You go to see King Avit, and I, go and report to the elders.”

"Okay! Uncle, let's go!"

Shulot nodded in agreement. He deliberately asked about the elder's condition, thought for a while, but didn't speak. The three thousand imperial guards were divided into two waves, and most of the warriors stopped in the village on the spot. There were only five hundred personal guards guarding Shulot, and holding the banner of the black wolf, they walked towards the city along the long white embankment full of pines and cypresses.

After the Western Expedition, it has been four years since Shulot left the capital. As he walked forward steadily, he looked at the surrounding scenery.

The prosperity of the capital city in the lake is even more prosperous than before. The main roads in the city have been rebuilt to allow passage of large groups of samurai. Complete toilets and drains were also built along the streets to keep the capital clean.

The composting method of manure has been popularized in the Texcoco Lake area. After the demonstration of the priests, it can effectively increase the output of Chinampa. There are 250,000 people in the capital city in the lake, and the daily fertilizer output is extremely large, and the toilets in various streets are owned by different nobles. The fertilizer produced will be transported by small boats on the same day to the Chinanpa of the nobles, where it will be piled up and applied to the fields.

On both sides of the street, pines and cypresses are also planted everywhere, especially Avivit trees. King Avit liked the name of this tree, and also liked the fragrance of this tree.

Shulot led his personal guards and walked among the fragrant tree-lined avenues.

The civilians who came and went fell to the ground to avoid it, not daring to look directly at the figure of His Royal Highness. The nobles in the capital all bowed and saluted, sincerely praising His Highness who came from afar. Exclamations and praises kept ringing out, accompanied by low-pitched discussions, which soon spread throughout the entire capital like the buzzing of bees.

Shulot crosses the northern city, passing by the edge of Tlatelolco's great market. He looked at the orderly market and nodded slightly, feeling relieved. Soon, everyone walked through the long canal between Beicheng District and the main city, and entered the more prosperous main city.

In the main city, the wealth of the entire world is gathered. As far as the eye can see, white stone buildings and red rock roofs can be seen everywhere. Even in the civilian areas, many large houses can be seen, decorated with ornate gold and silver. In the aristocratic area, flowers are planted all over, and the fragrance is everywhere, and there are teenagers and girls playing in it.

Shulot traveled all the way, enjoying the magnificent scenery of the capital. Many memories came to my mind, with the feeling after ruling the kingdom. From his point of view at this time, the bustling scenery of the capital city in the lake is indeed hard to see in the world, and the capital of King Qincongcan is also incomparable.

"Tenochtitlan is located in the middle of the world, with a population of 200,000 to 300,000 people. The long dikes on Lake Texcoco are separated, and 8,000 hectares of rich water gardens have been established. There are hundreds of villages along the lake, with 150,000 people. One hundred thousand people worked hard to support such a prosperous royal capital!"

The king thought about it. Tenochtitlan can be so prosperous, the first is the water control of the long dike, and half of Lake Texcoco is under control. On this basis, the second is the high-yielding Chinampa Ukita. After that, the third is the convenient water transportation of the capital in the lake. The fourth is the stability and prosperity of the entire alliance.

"These factors can actually be replicated in Qincong Cancheng... I have to ask Avit for a group of masters who are good at water control, and then bring a group of old farmers who are familiar with Chinanampa. When I return to the kingdom, I will start to manage it Lake Patzcuaro..."

Everyone continued to head south, and soon came to the temple and palace area. The sixty-seventy-meter-high Great Temple casts a majestic shadow. Countless prayers, accompanied by bursts of rosin, fluttered between the temple and the altar.

When they came to the temple and palace area, the envoys leading the way changed again. Five hundred kingdom guards stopped outside the temple area, and in front of them were the residences of the descendants of the gods and priests. Except for grand festival celebrations and worshipers led by priests, this place is usually not open to civilians. From here, only a few are able to move on.

Kakamazin stopped. He patted Shulot's shoulder with a smile, and said gently.

"Bless the Lord God, the journey will be smooth! Shulot, we will part here! There are many things to be busy at the wedding, and we will meet again in a few days!"

"Lord God bless! Uncle, take care all the way!"

Shulot bowed his head and saluted Kakamazin, and the two parted immediately.

Kakamazin walked eastward slowly, and under the **** of several entourages, he went to the chief palace where the elder was. And Shulot turned southwest to the palace of King Avit.

In the temple area, there is a solemn scene, full of patrolling royal warriors and temple guards. Shulot raised his head and looked at the towering temple in the distance.

A raging holy fire was lit in front of the Great Temple. At this moment, grandfather should be busy there, right? After seeing the king, he went to visit his grandfather. And my father should be in the outer noble mansion, and I won't be able to see him until tomorrow.

Near nostalgia is more timid. Inexplicable thoughts came to my mind, making people a little messy.

Shulot walked along the avenue and watched the king's palace appear in sight. He thought of the girl in white, and licked his dry lips.

"After fighting on the battlefield, countless moments of life and death, I still feel nervous..."

Standing in front of the king's palace, Xiulot laughed at himself. He took off the bronze sword on his waist, and under the guidance of the guards, he stepped into the vast palace.

There are many avivit trees planted in the palace, as well as large areas of roses and different fragrant flowers. Shulot walked on the stone path of flowers and trees. Soon, the three-storey King's Hall appeared in front of him.

"YoYo!"

A loud eagle cry suddenly sounded above Xiulot's head! Then, there was a fierce gust of wind, blowing his hair up, making him jump suddenly.

Shulot subconsciously took two steps back and looked up. A fat golden eagle danced with its wings and claws, and descended from the sky. Little Avelot screamed happily, and suddenly threw himself into his arms, causing him to stagger, almost unable to stand still.

"...Little Avelot, why did you suddenly appear again!"

Shulot was speechless for a moment, stretched out his hand, and flicked the little golden eagle's head heavily. Who knows, little Avelot seems to have a lot of experience in dodging, and when his little head is retracted, he will naturally dodge. Then, it proudly raised its head and sang loudly.

"YoYo!..."

"boom!"

Xiulot quickly reached out and flicked again. This time, little Avilot couldn't escape. It groaned in pain, then struggled with its wings, kicked its eagle claws, and rushed out with a whoosh.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The little golden eagle spread its wings and took off, shouting "Bad guy! Bad guy!". Then, it raised its wings and flew towards a small two-story building behind the King's Hall.

Shulot was refreshed. He followed the direction in which little Avelot was flying, and cast his gaze over there. I saw above the small two-story building, the veil of the gods fluttering in the wind. And a figure in white, behind the veil-like curtain, stood Tingting.

"ah!"

Xiu Luote watched the little golden eagle fly into the pavilion and hit the veil-like curtain, revealing a beautiful face like a floating light. The girl in white smiled lightly, her eyebrows rolling. She hugged the little golden eagle tenderly and expertly, then turned around gracefully and lightly, and disappeared behind the curtain.

A gust of wind blew, and there seemed to be faintly the delicate laughter of a girl in white, which drifted away like a veil. Shulot stood there for a few breaths, and the king's guards did not urge him.

After a while, Shulot pursed his lips and regained his composure. After this interruption, his nervousness suddenly dissipated, leaving only the full of anticipation and high spirits.

The two passed through the nobles and officials waiting outside the hall until they reached the heavy door. Afterwards, the door of the palace opened with a "squeak", and a king in a fine attire sat majestically on the throne with a calm expression.

"Praise the lord god! The incarnation of the sun god, Grand Tratoani of the Alliance, the supreme king of Avit, and the prince of the lake, Shulot, greet you!"

Xiulot looked solemn~lightnovelpub.net~ and walked slowly into the hall. He knelt on the ground respectfully, and saluted the big talker of the alliance, the elders of the royal family, his childhood teacher, and now his father-in-law, King Avit.

"Respected King, I haven't seen you for three years, and you are still shining like the sun, shining on the entire alliance!"

On the throne of gold and stone, Avit wears formal royal clothes and holds a topaz scepter in his hand. He was calm, didn't speak, and didn't show any expression. He just watched Xiulot calmly under the throne. There was a certain kind of scrutiny in that calm gaze, as if he was scrutinizing the changes and invariance of the young man over the long years.

Three years passed in a flash, and Xiulot was nineteen. With sufficient nutrition supply and exercise, he has obviously grown a lot taller, perhaps even taller than Avet himself. In my memory, the handsome and gentle boy gradually faded away, and turned into a heroic and confident young man.

Arvet held the throne high and said nothing. Shulot respectfully knelt on the ground, motionless. The king and the prince faced each other calmly, silently, but seemed to have talked a lot. Xiulot is full of heart

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