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"Things in the world are not so perfect. "On the open windowsill of a mountain fortress in the high Green Rock City, the Holy King, who was stronger than a bison, held a wine glass and nagged Miss Lelin, who was dressed in a yellow and black heroic suit, and the black-robed 'Pastor Magellan' who was like a fart next to him: "Just when the Father of the Nation led the people to fight with the sky and the earth, work hard, and be used by future generations. A handful of people with ulterior motives conspired to rebel, but fortunately, the mother of the country detected it in time and deployed troops to quell the rebellion, which eliminated the malignant tumor that endangered the children and grandchildren. Originally, the father and grandfather of the country read that everyone was of the same language and species, and they were friends and tribes with a strip of water, so they treated these people lightly. Unexpectedly, they are still rebelling now. Alas~~~~ Do you really want to force us to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, don't skip the word.

Le Lin, who had seen the things in the mines, really wanted to frown, but she still had to hold back an idolatrous look and say, "Then what are you doing with sending them down? Did you go to the edge mountains to reclaim the barren mountains? I heard that the work is very heavy." The Divine King, who was tasting the wine of the orange and yellow mountains, nodded very naturally and said, "Yes, I just went to open up the wasteland, and by the way, I also dug some ores." ”

Sneering Lelin was unhappy in her heart: it was really a guy who lied and didn't type drafts. I haven't been to the mine, and now I'm also blinded by you, or is Master Dong Hezi right, the propaganda is always true and false, and the key details are deliberately deleted, and the focus is on the part that people believe is fake. No matter which sect or faction is the same, before the accurate details are unknown, no such comments and that feelings can be easily believed that I am not a fool this time.

Seeing that there was a bit of a cold scene, Dong Hezi, who was slowly tasting the sweet cake of the mountains, stepped forward and said to the holy king who was high above: "The murals on the wall here are so stylish, not like ordinary real oil paintings, but simple and strong, quite primitive and rough and full of vitality. It's the first time I've seen it in your country, and it's a full-time court painter.

The Holy King nodded, "He is also a sculptor, and he designed or made some of the statues in our holiday estates here." His craft is good, but his brain is too rigid. If you like, I'll ask him to make you a few paintings, or a few gold and silver statues. ”

The two of them chatted while listening to the sound of verbal negotiations in the room not far away—this time it was Elder Kologa and a few hairy and furious Garori assistants haggling with the king's retainers and the priests of the Earth Mother Church in an elegant stone hall inlaid with colored stone reliefs, and endlessly grinding about the Sivannas Church's troops. The two sides also quarreled excitedly several times.

Finally, it was noon, and they were also hungry, so they recessed and came out to lunch with Dong Hezi and the Holy King with a slightly tired expression. Since Greenstone Castle was still under siege, the quaint carved long table had shiny, rich and shiny silver tableware, but only simple food and wine were placed inside. After everyone sat down, they found that there was an extra position under the slope.

"That's for Mr. Ingitan. The gilded Holy King said, "When he comes, let's go together." After chatting for about ten minutes, a young and gray-haired mountain giant finally walked through the geometric milky white gate of the hall.

This artist called 'Ying Qidan' has a mediocre appearance, neither long hair nor a big beard, that is, neither tall nor fat, and there is nothing outstanding about his body. On the other hand, there is a pair of obvious dark blue eye bags hanging under a pair of aging eyes, and it is also divided into three layers of folds, which is particularly interesting.

The 'artist', dressed in an ancient robe and wrapped around an animal skin scarf, poked his hands into his sleeves, as if a dull old pedant stood in the winter of the Republic of China. If it sounds good, it is called 'elegant manners', and if it is ugly, it is called 'poor appearance'. In any case, he made a salute to the Holy King and his guests, but it was not the formal kneeling of the nobles or the taking off of his hat and bending down as of the nobles—for his hair was extremely short, almost bald, and he did not wear a hat. Instead, he made an ancient gesture of raising his arms and clenching his fists, and then danced a few inexplicable movements in place like a nervous one, which was considered a salute.

When everyone was a little baffled, and Le Lin next to him even wanted to laugh, the holy king, who was as green as a clear emerald, spoke: "This is Mr. Ying Qidan, our master of ancient paintings and ancient statue carvings here. He likes to salute with ancient rites, and everyone is not surprised. Mr. Ying Qishan, how are you doing lately? Are you still comfortable and don't skip words.

"Uncomfortable~~ heart" triple eye bags of the old pedant's voice is not high, and even a little procrastinating, but the firm tone is good~~~ It is good to say that it is not afraid of power, and it is difficult to say that it is called self-righteousness. B: "I heard that His Majesty is going to demolish the Ferdines pillars all over the country? ”

King Greenlight, who was tying a white napkin to himself, replied casually, "Those rebels killed people and sacrificed under the stone pillars to gain the favor of false gods and demons, so that they could continue their evil deeds of slaughtering people and disrupting order. The Ferdines Pillars have become their symbols, and now at a time when people's hearts are fluctuating, a strong action is needed to show our attitude and inspire the people at the bottom, come and dine. Everyone is hungry, just waiting for you. ”

But the old scholar with triple bags on the opposite side stood still, quite with a firm posture of shouldering morality with iron shoulders: "But that is the fault of man, not the fault of cultural relics, how can we destroy cultural treasures because of human mistakes? For the sake of His Majesty, please put an end to this unwise and short-sighted behavior."

The Holy King, who was about to pick up his knife and fork and enjoy the sweet bread of grapes, frowned and said, "Short-sighted??? Mr. Yingqidan, if we fail to boost morale now, the danger of the king's downfall will be one point greater. If our whole country is destroyed, will there be so-called children and grandchildren? Even if there are children and grandchildren, will they still be the children and grandchildren we want to see? Even if there are no children and grandchildren, what are you talking about 'being cursed by our children and grandchildren'? Why are you so short-sighted?"

The old pedant with triple bags on the other side is still unswerving: "But this war, the danger of destruction, is all because of the fault of people, not the fault of cultural relics." If a person makes a mistake and does not punish him but destroys precious cultural relics, isn't this a confusion of understanding? This will affect the Shengming of His Majesty~~~~"

Before the words fell, the extraordinary Divine King on the opposite side, whose body was as green as jade and his skin was shining, couldn't help but sneer: "A ferocious enemy has slashed a ferocious animal skin cloak to add to his majesty and slew at you. As for you, if you want to save your life, you have to swing your sword and cut him. Are you going to wait for someone to kill you because 'it's the fault of men, not the beast's skin'? Now the wicked rebels are using those pillars to add to their prestige, to terrorize ordinary civilians, and to threaten the people that if they do not obey or be loyal to the state, they will be put to death by their families. The stone pillar is their majestic 'animal skin coat'. Mr. Yingqidan, isn't this because of choking on food and misunderstanding, and it will seriously affect your reputation."

Mr. Ying Qidan, who has triple bags under his eyes, did not give up: "Even if you want to boost morale and strengthen everyone's faith, you don't have to destroy the Dines Pillar." It's a huge loss. But this time, the answer of the Holy King on the other side was more simply: "Then you can come up with a way to boost morale and strengthen your faith, and if it works, I will immediately stop this operation."

As a result, Mr. Ying Qidan, who had triple eye bags, couldn't answer, and he tried his best to squirm his lips and say something, so he stood there for a long time before suddenly changing the subject and asking, "But I have heard another thing—you want to abolish the 'Mosnes ritual' that we have passed down since ancient times? Why should it be abolished all of a sudden? This kind of disrespect for culture is really frivolous. ”

The powerful and powerful Divine King on the other side finally couldn't help it: "Respecting history and tradition does not mean that you have to live with tradition on your head every day, otherwise you don't use soft paper when you go to the thatched house now, just pick up a few dead leaves from the ground and plug the eyes, I didn't say to abolish it, I said to suspend the exercise." Because this custom was used by the rebels as a symbol of identity. It is said that the ceremony is their people, and that if it is not held or not done seriously, it is their enemy. And in this ceremony, they preach the differences between the tribes, thick ancient instead of gold, pointing at mulberry and scolding Huai, in order to create divisions between the regions. Our ancestors worked hard to form today's great power, in order to defeat the southeast~~~~ In short, we can't let these people be frightened, so we have to order the people of the whole country to stop this custom, in order to show our firm determination to suppress bandits, but also to maintain our unity, maintain our strength cohesion, this is the right way to protect the race and protect the species in this treacherous world."

"But our excellent culture~~~~" The 'old pedant' with triple eye bags was impatiently interrupted by the majestic king on the opposite side before he finished speaking: "It is no longer excellent The rituals and cultures you mentioned are the social consciousness created in order to safeguard the interests of their respective tribes, and this kind of thing had great significance for inheriting our knowledge and customs, and continuing our life and way of life. But you have paid attention to me -- we are no longer a tribal group, we are a 'kingdom' 'kingdom', do you understand? We need to establish a centralized and unified ethnic ideology, so that we can mobilize the strength of the whole country, and this is what we need, not a group of backward ideologies set up for the barbarian tribes.

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