The night outside the hall was dark, and the candles in the hall were shining brightly. The light yellow candle burns slowly, emitting a warm yellow light. The yellow light fell softly, casting two figures on the bluestone ground. The figures sat opposite each other, and it was silence at this time.

High Priest Shuttle got up slowly. He walked to the corner of the side hall, and by the bright candlelight, he searched peacefully among a pile of drawing boards and books. Shulot wanted to help, but his grandfather waved his hand.

"My child, think about it again, what else do you need?"

Hearing this, Xiu Luote stood on the spot, tilting his head slightly. He looked at the flickering candles on the wall, and his thoughts fluctuated like candle flames.

This is a palm candle unique to tropical America. After collecting palm wax from the leaves of certain palm trees, it is carefully crafted by artisans. It is very expensive and rare. When the palm candle burns brightly, there is no thick smoke, and it also has a smoke-like aroma, much like the spermaceti used in the long-burning lanterns of the Chinese dynasty.

Shulot was silent, looking at the flames of the candles on the wall, and then at his grandfather's white hair. Sadness gradually appeared in his eyes.

Although the candle in front of me is bright, it has already burned to the end, leaving only the last embers, swaying gently in the evening wind. I don't know when, the candle will go out, turn into a wisp of green smoke, and disperse into the vast night sky, never to be seen again...

"Well, the candle is going out."

The high priest Shuttle took a few volumes of albums and slowly walked back from the corner. He calmly took out a new candle, lit it with his own hands, and placed it on the candlestick on the wall. Then, he inhaled lightly, ready to blow out the residual candle in his hand.

"Grandfather!...don't... blow it out..."

Shulot opened his mouth in a low voice, but looked at his grandfather.

"oh?"

The high priest was slightly taken aback. He looked at the sadness hidden in Xiulot's eyes, and then at the candle in front of him, and suddenly understood his grandson's intentions. On his wrinkled face, he slowly raised a smile, like an old and withered plum blossom.

"Okay, then keep it!"

The high priest nodded, and put the dead candle back next to the new candle. Two candles, one tall and one short, stood side by side, both shining brightly and exuding a divine fragrance. They burn quietly, with an inseparable echo in the blood. Even though one is about to burn out, the other has just begun...

"Sholot, my child."

There was warmth in the high priest's eyes. He calmly unfolded a volume of world map, and the powerful Mexica Alliance came into view.

"My child, last year I migrated 10,000 people to the Kingdom of the Lake. This year, I will give you..."

Having said this, the high priest paused for a few breaths, his eyes determined.

"At least 70,000 Mexica young adults!"

"Ah?! At least 70,000 young men and women?"

Xiulot was very surprised. This number is almost the result of a southern or northern expedition! What's even more rare is that these people are all the main ethnic groups that rule the basic board!

"Well, at least 70,000 people! I will go to meet the elder in person and get his support."

The high priest looked calm.

"My child, under your leadership, the Kingdom of the Lake is developing every day, and new changes are constantly being born... All of this is seen by the high priests and the elders. In the current Kingdom of the Lake, the influence of the Prepecha tribe is a bit too large..."

"Of the 800,000 people in the kingdom, the Mexica of the Alliance are less than 80,000, accounting for only one-tenth. The remaining 70% are all Prepecha ethnicity...Prepe The elites of Zha are everywhere in the kingdom. They serve as advisors at all levels of the kingdom and lead the transformation of the kingdom; they serve as low-level priests in villages and towns, and they believe in the belief of one god; Holding the most powerful new weapons; they also acted as warriors and officers, and even led the kingdom's legions..."

Hearing this, Shulot raised his brows slightly and said affirmatively.

"Grandfather, I can be sure that the loyalty of the Prepecha people to me is no less than that of the Mexica, or even more..."

"Haha, my child, this is exactly what the alliance is worried about! Sometimes, obedience and integration can also be a way of conquest."

The high priest smiled lightly and shook his head. His expression became serious.

"Sholot, I know that many Prepechas call you His Majesty, the one and only sun. And the Mexica warriors call you His Highness, after King Avit... But you need to always remember, You are the most honorable Highness of the Mexica people, and the future king of the Mexica Union! And your sacred throne is in the magnificent lake city, on the highest temple, and never in the western city of Chin Tseng , not on Yakata in the House of Winds!"

Shulot was startled. He remembered what Uncle Kakamazin had said, was silent for a while, and nodded.

"Grandfather, I remember. I will leave, and I will return!"

"Very good! My child, you are the holy city, all hope! You are destined to be the master of the four directions, not the master of the west..."

The high priest nodded solemnly and whispered in a low voice. Then, he stretched out his finger and felt for the map, a little west of Lake Texcoco.

"The rebellion in Tracopan will be severely suppressed, and more than a dozen nobles will either be executed or exiled. The servants, family members, and vassals in the noble fiefs will be under the management of the High Priest...I will In the name of exile, 20,000 people migrated from it to the hinterland of the Kingdom of the Lake!"

"Removing so many vassals, the royal family and the high priests..."

"It doesn't matter. These lands and vassals will be redistributed and jointly managed by the royal family and the high priests. In the name of exile, 20,000 people will be relocated, and there will be no major trouble."

The high priest's face remained unchanged. He holds the supreme divine power, enough to deal with everything. Then, he moved his finger and pressed it on the location of the northeast holy city.

"Teotihuacan in the northeast of Lake Texcoco is the residence of the gods, and there is a royal branch of the Holy City. The foundation of our family is here. In the surrounding city-states, there are also many subordinate tribes. We have a close relationship... My child, since you have firmly established yourself in the Kingdom of the Lake, the main branches of each family can migrate to the Kingdom as your most loyal supporters!...From the northeast of the Lake District, you will move out Twenty thousand people, go to Patzcuaro Lake District!"

"Move the family roots, go to the kingdom..."

Hearing this, Xiulot looked solemn. The political structure of the alliance is transforming from a loose tribal alliance to a centralized kingdom. The royal family itself is the most powerful Mexica tribe.

Before King Avet came to the throne, there were 20,000 to 30,000 directly subordinate tribes and more than 2,000 family warriors. And after he became king, he inherited all the subordinate tribes of Montezuma. Similarly, there are naturally many people in the holy city, and they are firmly in their hands.

"Grandfather, are the various affiliated tribes willing to go west?"

"The age of kings is coming..."

The high priest smiled, full of deep meaning, and whispered.

"As a subsidiary of the Holy City, they will be willing to go west."

Hearing this, Xiulot was a little skeptical. He looked at his grandfather's calm expression and nodded.

"That's good. There are still many abandoned old fields in the Patzcuaro Lake area, as well as new fields that can be reclaimed, which can be distributed to the migrating tribes."

"Um."

The high priest moved his fingers, gradually heading west from the northeast of the lake area, to Trokambang where the Leman River flows.

"Trokanbang in the west has a prosperous household registration. The Spring Rain Priest family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and they have three or four thousand people in their hands. After killing them, and cleaning up the two old nobles, a population of 10,000 can be collected and exiled to the nearest kingdom. Hekou County."

Afterwards, the old finger moved again, mercilessly falling to the southwest.

"Lachikopang in the southwest also has a large population. In the face of the centralization of the system, there are several big nobles who have objections. The high priests and the royal family both intend to clean up... There will also be 10,000 people here, and they will be relocated nearby. To Zicao County in the south of the kingdom."

"Cleaning the old expensive, migrating population..."

Shulot lowered his eyes slightly. Such a cruel method, although powerful and effective, has great side effects.

"Grandfather, in this way, your reputation, your safety..."

"Ha! From the moment I took over the teaching power and promoted the religious reform, I was doomed to have a notoriety behind me."

The high priest didn't care, and smiled lightly. He pinched his fingers and made up his mind.

"Well~lightnovelpub.net~ In this way, there will be a population of 60,000. There are 10,000 people who will be recruited from various villages in the alliance's Gyeonggi as the criteria for the promotion of priests! ...My child , these 70,000 Mexica people, you have to settle them properly as the foundation of your stable kingdom."

"Grandpa, I will!"

Shulot looked excited. Among the 70,000 Mexica immigrants, 50,000 will be resettled in the Kingdom of Gyeonggi, 10,000 will be moved to Hekou County in the north, and 10,000 will be moved to Zicao County in the south. They will intermarry with the Prepecha people to eliminate hidden dangers in the kingdom. only...

"For rulers, population is the most precious wealth..."

Shulot thought silently, looking at his grandfather's gentle smile with a little anxiety.

"Grandfather, for these promises, what price do you have to pay?"

On the wall, the candles flickered calmly, exuding a distant fragrance, and also bringing warmth close by. On a warm night, the old candles fade away like distant stars in the sky. And the new candlelight is brighter and brighter, like the light of the sun!

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