Aztec Eternals Chapter 132

Walking out of the side hall, Xiulote summoned the samurai chief and gave a few words in a low voice. Bertard nodded cautiously. He left two loyal guard warriors, and carefully instructed them, just in case. The boy's eyes drooped slightly, and he went to the paper-making place next to him.

There are several houses arranged in a circle in the paper making department. In the middle of the house is an open square. It turned out to be a small garden, and there are still traces of flowers and leaves.

At this time, the flowers in the garden have been removed, the pond in the corner is soaked with various papermaking raw materials, and workers are turning over to check. Crushed pulp is distributed in the papermaking water tank, and some workers are carefully making paper evenly. The surrounding walls were covered with dried yellow-gray paper, and the ground was covered with a lot of exposed light yellow pulp. In the houses of different sizes, the larger doors are open, while the smaller ones are closed and occasionally locked.

Shirot stopped for a moment. He looked at the sky, the sun was shining just right. Then, he looked down and checked the pulp on the ground. Under sunlight exposure, the pulp has turned pale white.

Looking at everything in front of him, the young man was silent. Alarmed by the samurai accompanying His Highness, the middle-aged person in charge of the papermaking department hurried over. While walking, he waved his hands left and right, and the craftsmen around him obediently knelt down and bowed to the Highness at the same time.

The real large-scale papermaking workshop of the Alliance is in the Craftsmanship Center on the north side, which is just a small papermaking office. The Shenqi Institute was newly built, and according to His Highness's arrangement, a papermaking group was also established. The leader of the group was dispatched by the paper workshop, and his name was Terrazoca, who seemed to be of a certain noble bloodline.

Terrazoca knelt down on one knee and performed aristocratic etiquette. Afterwards, he raised his head cautiously, only to see His Highness's expression calm, not showing his anger or anger. There was something in his heart, so he bowed his head again, uneasy.

"Trazocca, how's your paper business going recently?"

Shirot smiled slightly and asked.

"Your Highness, we have recently made a new breakthrough!"

Terrazzoca's face brightened. He pointed to the pulp exposed to the sun and said with a smile.

"According to His Highness's instructions, as long as the pulp is exposed to the ground, it will gradually turn white. The same is true for the paper made!"

Later, Terrazzoca pointed to the sink not far away.

"His Royal Highness, we also discovered that just by adding the viscous juice of the cactus to the pulp liquid in the sink, the resulting paper will become even and smooth. What a gift from the patron saint!"

Hearing this, Shulot was slightly puzzled. He wasn't quite sure about the role of cactus slime in papermaking. But since the facts have proved effective? It will be implemented in accordance with practical experience.

In fact? This is the secret of ancient papermaking, paper medicine. Paper medicine is derived from the leaf and root sap of many plants? For example, elm bark, hollyhocks, cacti, wild grapes, kiwi vines, and sand pine roots. Different paper medicines will have different effects.

But in general? The most important effects of paper medicine are two: First, to make the paper surface smooth and smooth. Can the paper medicine be combined with the paper? Make the plant fibers in the pulp evenly suspended. This treatment improves the surface suction of the finished paper and is replaced by better pressing and gluing techniques in modern papermaking technology. The second? Prevent wet paper from sticking. This is used in large-scale papermaking. When thousands of wet papers are superimposed? Only after adding paper medicine, will they not stick together.

In this era, good paper must have good paper medicine. After it is made, it will feel soft to the touch, the ink will be bright, and it will not be gray like rough paper.

Shilot recalled the blank paper he had seen at the engraving. He nodded lightly, applauding the person in charge. Then, he continued to wait for a while, but Terrazzoca did not say anything.

The boy looked at Terrazoca who was kneeling again, and the other party also looked at him expectantly.

"His Royal Highness? I wonder if you are satisfied? Your previous promise..."

Shirot frowned slightly. He asked quietly.

"Trazocca, I heard that you recently made a batch of white paper?"

The face of the middle-aged person in charge changed slightly. He hurriedly lowered his head? Respectfully replied.

"Your Highness, that's true? The white paper is in the house on the west side. It's just that this batch of white paper was made by accident, and we want to repeat it again? Congratulations, Your Highness!"

Shiroute thought for a moment. He remembered the pungent smell on the white paper, and then remembered what Aguilar had mentioned, and he was suspicious. When he spoke again, he had already brought a dash of sternness.

"Trazocca! Don't you have a record of how that batch of white paper was made? Which craftsmen participated in the production? Call them all!"

Terrazoca instantly saw sweat on his forehead. He tried to remain calm, said the names of a few craftsmen, and then called for them to come over.

Shilot ignored it. He directly reached out and pointed at the two craftsmen kneeling by the sink.

"You, you, come here!"

The craftsmen looked at each other and hurriedly rushed over. Then they glanced at the person in charge who was kneeling on the ground and knelt down again.

"How was the most recent batch of white paper made?!" Shirot asked seriously.

The craftsmen bowed their heads and hesitated, and all looked at the middle-aged person in charge on the ground. Seeing this obvious scene, Terrazoca collapsed to the ground in despair.

Shirot's anger rose in his heart. He looked at the guards around him, and immediately a warrior pinned Terrazoca to the ground. Two other elite warriors took off their sticks and walked to the craftsmen.

The craftsmen slumped to the ground in horror, and opened their mouths one after another in panic and quickly.

"His Royal Highness. Yesterday afternoon, Sipak took out a batch of very white papers and wanted to present them to you. But you didn't come later."

"Lord Trazocca went over to chat with him after seeing it, and then the two argued about something. Sipac dropped the white paper and ran away, and Trazocca took the batch of white papers and talked about it. Research..."

"Xipak? Where are the others?!" Shirault asked again.

The craftsmen hesitated for a moment. They glanced at the warrior beside them, and then at the person in charge, whose eyes were limp on the ground. One pointed to the east, and the other spoke in a low voice.

"Sipak came early in the morning and was locked in the eastern hut by Lord Trazocca."

Shirot waved his hand, and several warriors went forward together and broke open the hut in the eastern corner. After a while, they brought out a young craftsman with his hands and feet tied with hemp rope and his mouth full of rough paper. This craftsman's eyes are smart, and his facial features are pleasing to the eye.

The boy looked at the samurai chief. Bertard nodded, took out the copper axe, and under the terrified eyes of the young craftsman, accurately split the sisal rope between his hands and feet, and took out the thick yellow paper from the craftsman's mouth.

Sipac felt loose and soft as his siblings were freed. He slumped on the ground and rested for a while, his eyes fixed on Terrazoca, who was also slumped on the ground. Then, the young craftsman took a peek at the shape of the clothes on Sherlot's body, and hurriedly knelt on the ground respectfully.

"You are Sipac?" His Highness's voice was cold and majestic.

"Your Highness, I am a priest, Sipac of Tenochtitlan."

The young craftsman answered seriously.

After being a priest, he was reduced to a craftsman...Shirot pondered slightly and continued to ask questions.

"Xipak, did you send the white paper from the engraving office?"

Hearing this, Terrazoca's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked fiercely at Sipac, while the other party was trembling slightly.

"Yes, Your Highness. I heard that you will be visiting today. I came early in the morning and handed over another batch of papers that I had saved in advance to Uncle Aquila. He said that the quality of the white papers was excellent, and he promised me Your Highness, you see."

Hearing this, Shulot's eyes narrowed. He recalled Aguilar's unremarkable face, and those quiet and steady eyes.

"How was that batch of white paper made?" Sherlot asked the most important point.

"Fumigate with the steam from the burning of the Stone of the Dead. It will be white in no time." Sipak directly told the biggest secret without hesitation. Being pressed to the ground at this time, Terrazoca finally heard the result that he couldn't ask yesterday, but his face was pale.

The teenager closed his eyes and meditated as the sulfur burned to form sulfur dioxide. Sulfur dioxide is used for bleaching and combines with colored substances to form unstable colorless substances, so it is!

Wanting to understand this, Shu Luo nodded. Immediately, he looked at Sea Park again.

"What happened between you and Terrazzoca yesterday and today?"

Sipak gritted his teeth. He clenched his fists and answered angrily loudly.

"Your Highness, you have promised a great reward for the improvement of paper. Everyone held their breath and studied hard. I was the first to find a way to add cactus juice to the pulp, and I was taken away by Terrazzoca. Then I I found a way to bleach the paper again, and this time I hid it. I just took out the white paper yesterday, and I'm going to report it to your face when you inspect it."

"As a result, I was targeted by Trazocca again. Yesterday, after you left, he pressed me again. This time I just said that I found it by chance, and then I dropped the paper and ran away quickly."

"Early this morning, I first covered my figure, entered the Shenqi Institute through the side door, and handed over another batch of white papers to Uncle Aquila. Then, as soon as I arrived at the paper-making place, I was greeted by a specially prepared special Lazocca took some craftsmen and grabbed it, locked him up in the house until you let me out... Lazocca wants to take your promised reward alone!"

Hearing this, Terrazoca's heart became more and more frightened. He writhed **** the ground, shouting loudly.

"His Royal Highness, this is not the case! I finally disclosed these methods to the craftsmen. I did not hinder the great cause of the alliance, nor did it affect the production of paper! As the person in charge, these improvements also have my credit, I just should get more. Reward..."

All clues are clear, the remaining details are irrelevant.

Shulot closed his eyes, and his anger burned in his heart: The scientific research system that he had high hopes for was just established, but it was infiltrated by the bureaucracy of the nobles in a blink of an eye, so that the developers were exploited and unwilling to reveal the results of scientific research. , technological progress is hindered! This is an unforgivable sin!

After a while, when Shulot opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Bertard!"

The samurai chief bowed and waited for orders, his expression calm.

"Trazocca destroys the divine revelation, the sin is unforgivable, immediately head!"

Xiulote said in a deep voice, no disobedience.

Bertard took out the copper axe from his waist without hesitation. He took two steps and walked to Terrazzoca.

Seeing the approaching warrior bronze axe, Terrazoca shouted in despair and fear, and his voice had changed.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! I am a descendant of a hereditary noble! I am willing to give up my post and leave! Spare me..." Then the words came to an abrupt end.

The samurai commander stretched out his thick left hand and squeezed Terrazoca's throat as forcefully as a turkey. Then, he made a slight gesture on the neck of the person in charge, and found the best soft landing spot. Then, he turned sideways to avoid the blood that was about to be sprayed. In the end, he stably raised the copper axe in his right hand, and suddenly dropped it with force until it cut into the soil.

Bright red flying shot, accompanied by a shrill scream. Bertard looked up in confusion, and it turned out to be Seapac, who fell to the ground in horror.

The young craftsman just got too close. He stared at Terrazoca's fate, was sprayed on his face, and then collapsed in fright. Now, the tip of his nose and mouth are full of warm liquid and a strong fishy smell. And in his heart, it was full of Terrazoca's last terrified and desperate eyes, as well as the pupils that contracted violently in his eyes.

The samurai chief laughed indifferently. Afterwards, he grabbed the wet long hair on the ground, lifted the bleeding head, like a freshly cut pumpkin, and walked back to the boy with a calm expression.

Xiulott glanced at him calmly, then withdrew his gaze, and his anger subsided a little.

"How many other accomplices are there in Trazocca?"

The craftsmen were already trembling with their hands and feet, and they collapsed on the ground. Hearing His Highness's terrifying question, they immediately pointed out and pointed out five pale-faced craftsmen.

Bertard bowed quietly and asked again.

"Your Highness, how to deal with it?"

Seeing the indifferent expressions of the warriors, and the fearful waiting expressions of the craftsmen, Shiloh lowered his eyes slightly. He remembered the rules prevailing in this era, and also remembered yesterday's vow to be a farmer.

After a while, he was no longer silent and spoke calmly, just sighing in his heart.

"All the owl heads! The heads are hung in front of the gate of Shenqiu, and they will be displayed to the public for three days!"

Hearing His Highness's strict order, five elite warriors came out immediately. They took off the copper axe in their hands and skillfully pushed the five people to the ground. But after a while, there were five pools of blood on the ground again, and five corpses that had lost their faces. Afterwards, the warriors took the head from Bertard's hand, carried the wooden frame and rope, and went directly to the gate of the Shenqiu.

The majesty has been established, and the rewards are naturally indispensable. Sherlot pondered for a moment, and looked at Sea Park, who was slumped to the ground.

"Sipak, get up and talk!"

Sipak wiped the blood from his face. He tried hard to get up from the ground, but he was powerless. In the end, he could only kneel on the ground obliquely, his head facing the direction of His Highness.

"Sipak, how did you discover these two improved processes for papermaking?"

The young craftsman thought for a while, then answered tremblingly.

"His Royal Highness... I used to be a carpenter and remember that cactus sap can change the surface of the wood... As for the stone of the dead, my father was a war priest who was killed in the west expedition to Tarasco a few years ago, leaving only Some Stones of the Dead... Later I failed to become a priest, so I studied these fetishes for a long time..."

Shirot nodded slowly. It seems that these crafts are indeed original by Seapark. After priests, craftsmen, inventions... it's a perfect match!

The young man pondered for a moment, remembering his previous promise to improve the paper, and thinking of his lofty plan. He looked at Seapark again, with a fateful smile.

"Xipak, you improved the paper and proposed two crafts, and I will reward you twice! From today, you are the master craftsman of paper made by Shenqi, equivalent to the military nobles of the alliance!

Divine Revelation belongs to the High Priests. Since you are a priest and have inheritance, I will appoint you as a first-level explorer in the Divine Revelation, and the priesthood is equivalent to a first-level priest!

Next, you will be in charge of the papermaking department! According to the promise, I will recruit a royal warrior from your family as a follower, and reward you with a hundred pieces of cotton cloth, ten hectares of milpa, and a box of gold and silver! "

Hearing this extraordinary promotion and rich reward, Sipac opened his eyes to the widest, with a sleepwalk-like expression on his face, and then collapsed to the ground again. He has been completely knocked down by the smile of fate, but he is still calculating in his heart.

The master craftsman is almost a title, the first-level priest is like an official position, and the person in charge of the papermaking department is a position, plus rich land and property. Noble, official position, position and wealth, in a short while, he has jumped from an ordinary craftsman to be bullied into the real ruling class of the alliance!

Shilot looked around at everyone's expressions. The fear on the faces of the craftsmen turned into infinite longing and anticipation, and the faces of the elite samurai were full of envy. The boy nodded silently, this was the atmosphere he wanted.

Such a generous reward is not aimed at Sipac alone, but at the group of craftsmen and priests. First of all, he wants to stimulate the research enthusiasm of craftsmen, and promote scientific and technological innovation to the greatest extent. Second, he wants to open up the way for craftsmen to ascend, and give the master craftsmen a small number of priests.

And finally, and more importantly, in the name of Shenqisuo, he will take advantage of the turbulent period of the Reformation to establish a branch of artisans and scholars among the priests!

The priesthood system agreed upon by the high priesthood is crude and simple, and is divided into five levels. Below the fifth level, it is the assistant of the zero-level, and it is also the starting point of all priests. Going up, the first-level community priest is in charge of the parish and is assisted by the zero-level deacon. A second-level city-state priest, who controls a large parish, and is assisted by several assistants of the same level. The third-level chief priest manages the parish and assists several priests of the same level.

The fourth-level chief priest enters the priesthood at the center and is in charge of various departments. Locally, they are in charge of the local archdiocese, that is, the priests and elders of the states. Eleven states decide eleven chief priests, and the rest are deputies. At present, the highest five-level suzerain priest is the twelve cardinal elders in the high priest group, and the first is the high priest. The corresponding priesthood has not yet appeared locally, and will govern the province in the future.

At present, the priesthood of Thulot is that of the fourth-level chief priest, participating in the compilation of teachings and the formulation of teaching laws. In addition, the department he is responsible for in the priesthood is the Shenqi Institute, which is the craftsman-scholar path of the priests, which is the scientific research center he planned.

In order to be different from other priests, he specially prepared a new five-level priesthood title for the priests of Shenqiu: first-level explorer~www.mtlnovel.com~ second-level knowledgeable, third-level wood driller, fourth-level The fire passer, the fifth-level divine enlightener. The explorer takes the meaning of hummingbird flight, the knowledgeable person focuses on extensive knowledge, the wood driller needs to study hard, the fire passer transmits the sacred fire, and the divine enlightener is himself. Of course, now that his priesthood is only four, the fire passer has temporarily disappeared.

Science and technology are the primary productive forces, and these names entrusted him with deep and high hopes: to explore the unknown, to gain extensive knowledge, and then to delve into a certain field, ignite the flame of new technology, and then become a developer of technology and expand the flame of civilization!

This is the ambition and vision of Shilot. Not long ago, the teenager mentioned this to his grandfather in detail.

The high priest nodded calmly and agreed to the establishment of the Shenqi Institute. For these names, he was noncommittal, just said with a smile.

"My boy, you have to remember that power is always from the top down, not the other way around."

Shirot was silent for a moment. Immediately, he retorted firmly.

"This is the case now, but it will never be the case in the future. Divine Revelation will change our future!"

Hearing this, the high priest looked at the boy's determined expression with satisfaction, but smiled without answering.

At this moment, Shilot once again remembered his grandfather's meaningful smile. The young man was slightly lost, and then he was as firm as ever. He finally checked the papermaking process, understood all the details, and left with a clear understanding.

Before leaving, Bertard looked at Seapark, who was in a trance, and shook his head secretly. As the first craftsman scholar, his future path will never be easy.

"Of course, this world is like a jungle. Who else has a better way to go? It's just splitting the thorns, killing tigers and leopards, and following the sun."

Thinking of this, the samurai chief smiled slightly, then turned around with great strides, and followed the direction of the sun.

Chapter end

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