May is the start of the rainy season, and the climate is fickle and unpredictable like a god. It was still cloudy just now, but the sky was clear again in an instant. The west-slanting sun fell into his eyes, only making people feel dizzy.

"Haha! Sweet fruit is eaten by humans and birds, and sooner or later, it will not end well! ... As for sour fruit, birds will not eat it. Even if it is made dry, no one wants to eat it. Even if you eat it, you will spit it out. , turned into a sour and bitter pomace! ... This pomace is good, I would rather be a pomace!"

Ugel was wearing his robe open, sweating all over his body, sometimes angry, sometimes happy. He kept talking in his mouth, like a madman, and he didn't look like a priest or elder at all. Fortunately, although he was emotionally fluctuating, his mouth was firm, and he didn't miss anything he shouldn't have said.

After a long while, the slightly chubby elder priest gasped for breath, and fell on the cotton blanket with his head up again. He vented a bit, and the pressure in his heart finally eased, no longer pressing like a black cloud. Afterwards, he waved his hand, and the maid brought a cup of warm honey tea, gently touched it, and carefully fed it into the mouth of the elder. The sweet taste reverberated in his mouth, and then slowly slipped into his throat, with the fragrance of flower tea, which refreshed him.

"Huh! It's still early, so there's no hurry."

Ugel shook his head contentedly and looked up at the sky. As the sun approaches dusk, the setting sun reflects a magnificent sunset, and a magnificent silhouette is drawn under the Great Temple. The fiery red and the deep are intertwined between heaven and earth, and the beauty is breathtaking, like an immortal streamer.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of the priests and elders, and he couldn't help but lose his mind. On closer inspection, it looked like a dangerous omen. He muttered to himself, a little sad for a moment.

"It's so beautiful! It's like fire, and it's like an abyss! I'm between the fire of the sky and the abyss of the earth. If I take a wrong step..."

"Cough! Respected elder priests, when the messenger of Cholula came to visit this time, he also brought some precious gifts."

Sipilly coughed lightly and hurriedly asked for instructions. If the elders and priests continue to speak like this, I don’t know what words will come out. He also wants to survive a few years of seniority in peace, and then jump out of the whirlpool of the capital and go out to be a happy regional priest.

"Elder, what should I do with these precious gifts?"

"Huh? Expensive gift?"

Uger's eyes lit up suddenly, and he rolled over and sat up. Hearing this, he is not tired anymore.

"What is it?"

"An ancient jade from the Toltecs, a few turquoises of the highest quality in sky blue, and two bags of blended top-quality smoke."

"Ah! Ancient jade, top-quality turquoise, top-level divine smoke!"

Uger's eyes widened, his face beaming with joy. These are all he likes, and they are not available in the market at all.

"Huh! Cholula priests, it's really rich to be born. This is just a door-to-door ceremony, and I really want to do things, it can't be..."

Thinking of this, Ugel was a little itchy. He hesitated, wondering if he should meet him.

What can the messenger of Cholula do? It is nothing more than to see that the Eastern Expedition is strong, and the alliance has reached the door of the house. I want to come and plead for Cholula. As the elder priest in charge of the common affairs, can't he be in the high priest group and talk about it by the way? At that time, no matter if things are successful or not, they will be accepted as they are accepted, and they will not be returned.

"Well... Cholula priests, where do they live?"

"Ah? Respected elder priests, they live in the southeast corner of the palace district, an ordinary noble mansion."

"Why do you live so far?"

Ugel frowned. He stood up, took two steps, and commanded.

"Send a messenger and let them..."

Suddenly, Uger's feet were sure, and his open mouth was tightly closed again. He lowered his head, raised his feet slightly, and stared at the crushed pomace under his feet... The elder priest didn't move, he kept this posture, and he didn't know what to think. After a while, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Pomace, pomace, it's sour and bitter, it's called pomace, and no one cares, it's pomace! At this critical time, what kind of fruit are you doing to attract attention for nothing?...No, Qiaolu You must not touch it. It's not worth it for a little money!"

Sipilly waited for a while, watching Uger as if he had been immobilized. The corners of his mouth twitched and he asked cautiously.

"Elder, do you want to send messengers to invite the priests of Cholula to come and see you?"

"No! No! All gone! Leave them alone, if they come again, they will all be driven away!"

Uger took two steps, shook his head, turned and lay on the carpet.

"Remember, put all their gifts in the warehouse. Don't tell me again!"

"...As ordered, Elder."

"call!"

Ugel took a deep breath and exhaled a long cloud of smoke. He knows that he has soft ears and shallow eyelids. If he really met, the other party would say something moving, what a handed down fetish to come up with, and what small request would he make... So, I still don't see it. good.

"The most important thing right now is... hey! When I get through this time, I'll just jump out of the capital, go to the local archdiocese, and be a suzerain!"

Uger's thoughts turned, he thought for a while, and then shook his head. At his level, there are not many suitable places in place.

The Archdiocese of Mexica is under the direct jurisdiction of the High Priesthood, not to mention. The Archdiocese of Tarrasco is managed by Thulot, and the Archdiocese of Otomi is Oort's territory. Although Oort was about to die, he kept dragging his feet. Although the Archdiocese of Vastek was vacant, there was only one empty name, and Metztitlan, a small city-state. As for this crusade, after the four states of Tlaxcala are conquered, a new archdiocese should be established...

"Huh? That still has to solve the problem of the holy city of Cholula! Trouble, really trouble!"

After much deliberation, Uger couldn't find a suitable place. He laughed at himself and sighed.

"Hey! Power, power, in this position, where can there be vacant power? I'd better make a piece of rotten wood and put it in the high priests of the capital!..."

The elder priest raised his head and looked at the gradually fading sunset~lightnovelpub.net~ The darkness is coming, can the dead wood be immortal? Inexplicably, he remembered a figure he hadn't remembered for a long time, and a silent and silent head.

"Dead wood can't be carved, dead wood is no threat... Dead wood still has time, just live happily!..."

Long memories poured into his heart, causing Uger's eyes to diverge. He thought about it for a while, and suddenly became a little smug, and regained his strength.

"It's almost time! Sipili, get some clean towels, bring a small fan... come with me!"

"Ah? Elder, still go..."

"Yeah. It's always right to visit and serve well. As for the general affairs of the priesthood, why is this important!"

"Follow you."

Soon, the two were ready. Uger put on a plain robe, and Sipilly carried a small bamboo basket on his back. In the bamboo basket, there are some utensils that servants serve, and I don't know who they are prepared for.

The sun was setting, and shadows shrouded the earth. A final glow shone on the walking two until they disappeared into the towering, dark palace.

And not far from the darkness submerged, in another ancient priest's mansion. Candles flickered on the walls and gods danced on the frescoes. Under the candlelight and frescoes, the two were sitting opposite each other, both wearing the feather crowns of priests, silently staring at each other.

The first person was dressed in fancy clothes, with a face like a crown of jade, handsome and handsome. The next person is wearing a black robe, with gray hair and a vicissitudes of life.

After a while, the next old man sighed and asked calmly.

"Priest Elder Acap, can't you really mediate for us in the High Priest Order?" Click to download the APP of this site, massive novels, free read!