The lights are flickering, and the long scrolls are spread out, like picturesque rivers and mountains, so charming. The king picks up the pen and paints in the world, splashing ink horizontally. The north is an undulating plateau, and there are sacred peaks that are difficult to grasp; the south is a long river of jade belt, which is slender and slender, allowing people to twist and fumble. And at the end of the river, on the map, there is a valley surrounded by lotus flowers blooming and falling, reflecting the most beautiful scenery in the world!

"Hey! Hundreds of flowers are blooming, majestic and majestic! This city in the middle of the lake, this taste of conquest... is really beautiful!"

After a night of hard work, the lamps and shadows flickered on and off. I don't remember where I wrote the pen, but I only remember the howling of tigers and the crowing of foxes. It wasn't until the morning of the second day that Shulot woke up from his sound sleep. He looked at the table, and the scroll had long since disappeared. He recalled the painting last night, and his body was on fire again.

"Power and beauty complement each other, the most seductive...?! When I read the report from the kingdom, how could I have such a strong desire? Is this... longing for... the world?"

Thinking of this, Shulot frowned and fell silent. He looked at the censer from last night, the inside had been burnt out, and even the ashes had been emptied. The king looked confused, and after a while, he took a long breath and knocked his head.

"Phew! Being on the throne, the temptation you face is ten times stronger than that of ordinary people! If you are overwhelmed by desire..."

Shulot shook his head and stood up. He draped a robe over his sharp, well-defined upper body. Then, he searched, but he didn't see the little fox, and he didn't know where to curl up to rest. Last night was really tossing. The young king smiled, walked to the door, and shouted in a deep voice towards the outside of the hall.

"Bo...Eckart!"

Eckart appeared outside the temple in leather armor. He got down on one knee and asked respectfully.

"Patriarch?"

"Come! Practice swords with me!..."

The so-called sword practice is actually a sparring with wooden blades, just like obsidian battle sticks, but the weapons are lighter. Eckart opened wide and closed wide, and cut horizontally with the wooden blade. Compared with Bertard, he was less dexterous and meticulous, but more bold and indomitable. In this fierce battle, there is no time for thinking. Everyone's fighting style is a direct reflection of his character. But Jian Wei knew that Xiu Luote also had a better understanding of the new chief guard.

After a duel was completed, the young king was in full swing, and the distracting thoughts in his heart were finally cleared away. Only then did he calm down and read the remaining kingdom reports. After the documents of Yin of the five counties, next, the king opened the documents of the chief minister, the sage Jatiri, and took a look at the overview of the entire kingdom.

"Your Majesty, the old minister paused under the sacred tree in the lake, and reported to the eagle in the sky... After four and a half years, the Epoch Epic describing the origin of the world has been preliminarily sorted out. In Shenwei University, ten There are many carved stone slabs several meters high, and engraved with pictures, graphic characters and square characters. From then on, all the priests of the kingdom who are studying, and the foreign envoys who visit can look up and learn about the myths of the same origin of each department. The immortal spirit of an era!"

The first thing mentioned by the sage Jatiri is the epic of the era that he personally presided over and edited. This is a huge and difficult task, and it took the sages a lot of effort to complete the preliminary compilation.

This epochal epic starts from the first era, telling the story of the mythical era of the birth of the ancestors and the gods enlightening everyone five thousand years ago; then the second era, three thousand years ago, the Olmecs with the same ancestors and gluemen Era; then, the third era, 1,600 years ago, the Teotihuacan era when the ministries were scattered and wonders were built; then, the fourth era, 600 years ago, the turbulent era of frequent floods and fighting among ministries ;The last is the Fifth Era, when the Lord God chose the king of Mexica, and promised to reunite the world and all the ministries, which is the unification era that is going on now! ...

"The world is of the same origin! The boards inherited by each ministries, the temples built by each ministries, the pyramids built by each ministries, the turquoise admired by each ministries... For thousands of years, the civilization memories left by each ministries have similarities and commonalities. The old man has spent years of effort to trace the origins one by one, and leave pictures and texts to explain each other, confirming each other...so that future generations will know the truth of the five eras!"

Seeing this, Xiu Luote nodded heavily, with sincere admiration in his heart.

In order to integrate the various ministries culturally, it is not only necessary to compile mythological epics, but also to have picture boards, wonders, and cultural relics for explanation and evidence. How to interpret the picture on the inherited board? How do the built pyramids prove to be of the same origin? How do ancient cultural relics come down in one continuous line with glue people? These actual proofs are the difficulties and the key points.

"Integrate the two-pointed imagination into the eight-point truth; interpret the desired conclusion from the real evidence...Turn the false into the true, turn the false into the real, mix the true and the false, and the false and the real... To put it simply, it is necessary to construct a mythic epic that is convincing and can stand the test of later generations, to integrate the hearts of the world, and to spread it to the future!"

Thinking of this, Shulot's expression flickered. This grand cultural project cannot be completed without sufficient accumulation of knowledge. And without enough strength to promote the world, it is meaningless to make such a cultural project. A unified culture must be combined with a unified empire! And in the ignorance of the ministries, the moment when the text has just sprouted is the last and best opportunity! ...

"The legions of the empire can conquer states and rule millions of people. But if the empire wants to last for a long time, it must complete cultural integration and establish a common identity! This work is somewhat similar to Sima Qian's writing historical records Similar. But the society we are facing is more primitive and complex, and we need to do more thoroughly... Shihuang's burning of books and burying Confucianism, erasing the old inheritance is also indispensable!..."

Shulot thought for a moment, and his heart became more determined. He pursed his lips and looked down.

"The sacred tree of the same origin extends everywhere, from the endless continent in the north to the endless rainforest in the south... All the tribes in the world have always come from the same ancestor, and are different branches of the sacred tree. And the roots of each tribe are closely connected! Whether Mexica, Prepecha, Tlaxcala, Tekos, Totonac, Vastec, Mixtec, Zapotec, Tepanic , Mayan corn people, Taino people in the East Island, hunters in the north, golden people in the south...all of them are glue people! The ministries were separated in the second era, and they will be unified in the fifth era! This is the testimony of the ancestors, the gods The promise of fate, the promise of fate, is also the journey of a great king!..."

Seeing this, the king lowered his eyes and smiled. This is his request, let the sage add all the ministries of North America, the Caribbean, and South America to the epic.

Decades or hundreds of years later, when the kingdom's colonial team expands and encounters the Iroquois tribe in North America or the Inca Kingdom in South America, you can take out this epic and tell them about it.

"...We share a common ancestor! Look, in the epic of the ancestors, it is clearly written that you are the wanderers at the end of the second era!...And now, the warriors of the kingdom have come here to let you , reunited, recognize the ancestors and return to the clan!..."

Regardless of whether the other party's nobles believe it or not, as long as the kingdom's warriors and commoners believe it, it will bring about the basis for integration. Forced cultural integration requires the endorsement of force, the blessing of religion, and it needs to be ahead of the rise of nationalism.

"Looking forward to hundreds of years, there is a long way to go. In my life, I am afraid that I will not see the unity of the ministries. But I must plant the seeds. Even if it cannot be unified into a vast American empire, it must become a mutual agreement. Zhu Xia!"

Shulot's expression flickered, he thought for a long time, and his face showed deep yearning. Of course ~lightnovelpub.net~ the immediate priority is to integrate the Central American ministries. To achieve this goal, he also has some unique advantages.

"Your Majesty, the epic of the era has been initially completed, and the subsequent editing and updating will continue. There is still a lot to do to make this epic become the consensus of the world!...The kingdom has conquered the city of Cholula, Inherited hundreds of inherited drawing boards and fetishes. Veteran ministers will lead the priests to study together and explain the inherited pictures, 'removing the false and preserving the true'... As for the priests and elders who have gone astray, deceived the public, and refused to correct, I also implore Your Majesty to deal with it strictly, so that the poison will not spread to the world!..."

Seeing this, Shulot raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head and laughed. The sage Jatiri looks gentle, but when encountering this kind of "orthodox" contention, he will be ruthless. But without this kind of ruthlessness, it would be impossible to do a major event of unifying culture... He continued to read, and looked at the last paragraph of this report, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"Your Majesty, I have arranged for manpower to carve out the pages of the Epoch Epic. The scale of the paper mill in the capital city has been expanded again to ensure enough paper... and the number of the first batch of printing is one Ten thousand copies!"

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