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The night was getting darker, and everyone drank too much wine, and they were a little lost in the lake. The crippled Zu Shazi drank with his head sullen, but was the first to lie on the ground, roasting the firepit, and fell asleep soundly. And seeing the stammering appearance of the woodpecker Epe, it seems that he is not far from being drunk.

"That's right! Thinking about it now, I don't know how to live for twenty years. The tribe is like a pack of wolves, running around in the wasteland, chasing food..."

The red-haired leader Miku drank another bowl of wine. He shook his head, tasting the sweet and astringent fruit wine, with indescribable emotion on his face.

"Brother! Do you know my name, Miku, what is it?"

"Yes... what is it?"

"It's mesquite, mesquite! Don't you know? It's a kind of tree in the wilderness that bears a kind of pods. It's very bitter, and it hurts the stomach if you eat too much, but you can eat it, and one tree bears a lot!" …We used to pick this kind of pods as our summer rations. Haha! This stuff has to be grabbed, many tribes will fight over it, and even use spears and stone axes..."

Speaking of this, the red-haired leader Mi Kui shook his head and said with a smile.

"Hey! I'm not afraid of you laughing. Before we went south to the Otomi people, I didn't even eat a meal of corn, and I didn't even know what corn was... It was the first time I gnawed raw corn directly, and my teeth hurt. …belch!"

"Lord...Lord God, eat old corn raw! You are...really good! Tribal...brother, I...respect you!"

The woodpecker Epeck shouted in surprise, smiled and offered two more bowls. His face was flushed, but he just kept on. The red-haired leader, Mi Kui, staggered and got excited. He drank another bowl and shouted loudly.

"Praise the mighty Lord God! Praise the Great Chief Death! Praise the Great Chief Black Wolf!... We followed the chiefs, defeated one hostile tribe after another, and lived a happy life that we never dared to imagine!... Haha!"

"Yes! Praise the Lord God! Praise Your Highness!...The kingdom is invincible, prosperity belongs to us! Haha!..."

The two drunken people were drunk and yelled happily. And the other red-haired hunters and kingdom warriors also yelled, praising the Lord God, His Highness, and the victorious war! …

"Ho Ho!..."

After a while, the red-haired leader Mi Kui stopped. He groped around in his bosom, and finally found a piece of green jade, and generously stuffed it to the woodpecker Epeck.

"Brother, here you are! Let's hit it off, this is... I gave it to you!"

"Eh? This... what is this?"

"This is from the Totonak people on the east coast. It's a good jade from the Maya! Before we came back from the mountain shipment this time, we killed some snake priests from the east... I think the snake is carved very beautifully. I kept it in my arms until now!...This one is for you!..."

"Maya's...good jade? Hey! Looking at the texture of the jade, it seems...some years ago, it is an ancient...ancient object!"

The woodpecker Epeck rubbed his head, picked up the green jade facing the firelight, and watched with wide-eyed drunken eyes. Sure enough, the color of this piece of green jade was very good, it was clear and beautiful, and there were vivid patterns engraved on it. Such a hard jade can only be carved with jade sand and the original mound machine, which must take a lot of effort and requires a superb jade craftsman!

"A coiling snake, around a pillar reaching to the sky, surrounded by worshipers... eh? What kind of sign is this? A city-state? An ancient Mayan city-state?..."

The woodpecker Epeck took this piece of ancient Mayan jade from the land of Totonac and looked at it carefully for a long time, but he couldn't see anything.

He didn't know that it was a piece of god-worshiping ancient jade from the ancient Mayan city of Quirigua. He didn't know that the city-state of Honduras was more than three thousand miles away from the Kingdom of the Lake. It was an important city-state of the Maya in the ancient southern highlands, and it was also the limit of trade exchanges in the Holy City of Hidden Snake...

He just played with the ancient jade for a while, then put it in his pocket. And right now, what he is thinking about is the artifact from the Holy City of Cholula, the Feathered Serpent Mask!

"Brother...it's almost...stop drinking!...go...to trade!..."

"Hic! What? Now?"

"Yes! I can't help it...I want that mask..."

"Then you go and get it yourself! I'm going to sleep for a while... I'll trade tomorrow morning..."

"also!…"

Soon, Epeck the woodpecker wobbled and went out for a while. And when he came back, hugging the Feathered Serpent Mask tightly, the longhouse was already full of shouts. He found a warm corner, leaned against the wall, and carefully looked at the ancient feathered snake mask, but he couldn't get enough of it.

"Haha! An inheritance divine weapon at the level of the suzerain!...It's mine now! Mine! Ahaha!..."

Epe the woodpecker laughed loudly, looking at the quaint fetish in his hand, he suddenly felt an indescribable inspiration!

He recalled what he had seen and heard along the way, those poor banner teams who had just settled down, and these rich banner teams who had settled for several years... He thought about the settlement of these wilderness tribes, from the difficult and difficult wasteland to the stable mountains and forests of the kingdom ; From the warriors who went to war year after year, to the offspring who went to the farmland...

"So, the tribal flag team participated in the war, sold captives and trophies, exchanged for weapons and armor, and goods needed for village settlement... They sought a better settled life through war and looting, and gradually transformed into villages in Mintun... This is the kingdom's prosperous tribal transactions, the prosperity that comes from wars!..."

"And what does the prosperity of this tribe look like? It's like... like fertilizer! They use their lives to fight for the kingdom and develop it for the kingdom! They moisten everything, and they can also become leaves or even flowers... But if If the fertilizer is not well controlled, if there is no room for plunder and trade, and if there is no stable settlement, then it will bring danger, and even burn the flowers and leaves of the entire kingdom to death... Only a wise and brave god-king can stabilize the land. control them!"

"Then, this prosperous poem should be..."

Woodpecker Epeck's thoughts surged, and an inexplicable vicissitudes hit his heart, and it turned into a poem he recited!

"The warrior's manor is like a flower, blooming on the Patzcuaro Lake in Gyeonggi, just like the most beautiful Chinanpa! ... Praise the Lord God and King!"

"The countrymen's barns are like green leaves, scattered over the vast fields. They are filled with harvested grain, like censers filled with pine pitch! . . . Praise the Lord God and King!"

"Tribal camps are like fertilizers. They come from the mountains and forests and go to the farmland. They flow blood, use their lives to open up, let the leaves grow, and the flowers bloom! They want to be sown on new land and constantly breed new ones. Vitality, only a true king can control it!... Praise the Lord God and King!"

The woodpecker Epeck looked reassuring, and leaned against the tribal longhouse, reciting this prosperous poem. He repeatedly savored this poem that he created and wanted to dedicate to His Highness, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was really well written!

"Hmm... this kingdom poem, there is still a name... what is it called?"

Epeck the woodpecker looked up at the moon high in the night sky through the vents in the long roof. He slowly stretched out his hand and put the ancient sacred mask on his face. At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by the respected suzerain priest, and even his voice became majestic and vicissitudes.

"This poem is called...the Kingdom of God Kings!..."

"No~lightnovelpub.net~ No! God King is the self-proclaimed King Avit! And I'm talking about His Highness..."

"Well... the meaning of the king is 'Xia'! Your Highness has a sword called 'Shen Xia' sword, so it is called... the kingdom of Shen Xia!..."

"No, it's still not good! The king used the word 'God', and His Highness can't use it again, especially at this time...'God', that is the supreme, extremely powerful...Yes! Then it is called 'Tai'! 'Taixia'!"

"Okay! This word is good! I've decided! Your Highness's honorific title is 'Taixia'! Haha!"

Epeck the woodpecker, wearing an ancient sacred mask, thinks like a real suzerain. He came up with this wonderful title, excitedly looked at the sky full of stars, and shouted loudly.

"Witness of the Lord God! This prosperous poem tells about the great kingdom in the lake, which is the fiefdom of His Highness, that is, the 'Kingdom of Taixia'!..."

"Ahaha! The Kingdom of Taixia! Your Highness will definitely like it!...I am really a born poet and wise man!"