Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

In the evening, in the inner courtyard of the Royal Square Courtyard, there were tens of thousands of people moving, straw sandals rubbing against the ground.Like the great kings Vanya Capac, Atahualpa, or Manco, the sons of the sun, the gods demanded that the services of the Inca kings be performed according to tradition and ritual.The past is like the present, and the present is like the future... The clothing of the Inca king is made of the softest vicuna hair, worn only once in his life, and he must keep a hair of his hair without touching the food when eating... The intention was like a non-stop ballet, circling around him in an orderly and quiet manner.

There is a fountain in the center of the inner courtyard. The center of the pool is a simple square. The spring water gushes out from here and sprays to the four directions of the Sifang Empire. It is guided through the inner courtyard by four concave stone canals hewn from stones.The water springs come from the center of the city, and then irrigate to the four directions of the southeast, northwest. Day after day, Anna Maya noticed that these details, which are so natural to her, are as natural as breathing air.She pondered over the implications for herself.Since she found the above point of view, she noticed a mysterious crack in the stone at the center of the empire: eternity is eternal, but everything is not predestined; eternity, in the eyes of God, may be nothing more than the wings of a hummingbird Woolen cloth?

On the other side of the veil, Ana Maya heard two voices—Manco's gentle scolding and the voice of his most beloved child, little Titu Kuji.Tetu Coogee was born to him and his wife who died of dystocia.His current wife is the gentle and beautiful Juli Okoro, who takes care of him and his children. At that time in Khalkha, Manco did not take care of his children's daily life.But in Ollantaytambo, he always took the child with him and made sure to play with him every night. "Stronger! Walk forward, step hard with your heels!" Manco said in a deep voice. "Go, hurry up!" the child screamed excitedly.

Anna Maya walked through the curtain, and the two men at the door did not obstruct at all. They were expressionless and were responsible for guarding the entrance of the only king's palace. Under the light of the torch, Ana Maya saw Titu Kuji riding on her father, swinging her arms and slapping her father's hips, spurring him to move forward. "Horse, come on! Come on!" A moment ago, Ana Maya had seen Manco crawling around on the floor of the house, which was covered with carpets and pillows.The next second saw Manco being ridden on the back by a little boy as an Inca horse.She was as surprised as she had been a moment earlier as she watched the little boy dance with excitement in the rich feathers and fine vicuña.

"Look, Ana Maya!" said Titu Cudgel, "I can ride a horse, just like Dad!" Manco deftly let his son slide off his back, and then hugged him with strong arms, and then hugged him so tightly that he was almost suffocated. Finally he put his son on the ground and said, "Now go and play by yourself." The little boy's long black hair wrapped around his face, and the pair of elf and wise eyes made his face shine, and he walked through the room, shouting: "Lessons are tomorrow, horse! You have to get ready!" Anna Maya smiled at Manco and said: "Among so many children, he should be the one, right?"

Manco's face suddenly darkened. "He was the oldest... He let me know his drive and his trust... He was raised by Juli Okoro, with the milk and strength of the woman I loved. Whenever I hug When I look at him, I think of my love, my love for Karma... and I can temporarily forget the annoying war and the loneliness without you by my side." The last few words slipped from his mouth sadly: "I'm not by your side?" "I know you've been there, I know you take care of the twins, but..." "but?" "I always feel that you drift away with him, and you don't care about our war."

"Manco, you are wrong. As much as I rejoiced at the triumphant song, I was equally saddened at the news of the defeat. But the voice of your father, Vanya Capac, has always rang in my heart, and his words told me Go beyond war." Manco laughed dryly: "Is there anything other than war? You have always been there for me, Ana Maya, to inspire me to revolt, and now you, to tell me to go beyond war! Time to say it! My dear brother Kino  Yubangqi was killed in the battle of Waterloo in the Lima War. Fortunately, Ira Tupa, Tizoke and others were resurrected. But you? I seem to think that not long ago, you would rather personally Throwing stones into battle, wanting to fight this war! What the hell is wrong with you, and now you don't think so, only 'beyond'?"

"Brother Manco, I'll tell you what's going on." Anna Maya talked to Manco for a long time.She talked about the history of the past, when she was a little girl and narrowly escaped the clutches of death.She made him recall the snake she had driven away for him, and they spoke of his sworn enemy, Guapa, who was rumored to have organized a guerrilla band to attack the Spaniards.Annamaya hesitated all the time, and the words of Vanya Capac sounded in her heart: "You will know what not to say, and then you should keep silent." What not to say?Should she tell Manco? "I promised to stay by your side, and I will stay by your side. When you found me with foreigners, I made a promise. By now, you should know that I keep my promise."

"I talked to Kadari, and he was silent. I talked to you, and you didn't say much. I know you keep your promises, and likewise, you never heard me say a word of scolding. You see What does the wise man Vera Omar think of you? Have I ever allowed him to threaten you more arrogantly? But your silence, your reservation, weighs heavily on my heart day and night, I ask myself..." When he spoke of his doubts, Ana Maya heard Vanya Capac's serious voice: "And we, the Incas, will have to be thwarted, humiliated, and slaves, but we will not disappear, brother's blood, friend's blood, Will bleed more than foreigners: this is the sign."

"If you and Paul, you two who have been with me from the beginning, are going to abandon me now, I can't help but ask myself why I am fighting this battle. Even Vera Omar himself Want to start another war. Ira Tupa is up north and Tizok is down south, but they don't really care about me. Everyone fights their own! What a mess!" Anna Maya wanted to say a few words, but it occurred to her that she didn't have the answer.She couldn't tell him about Vanya Kapac's prophecy about his future fate, she knew her silence would lead him into this inevitable war, but he had to face it alone, like a child and My own shadow, the trees fight.

"It was you who inspired me before," Manco went on, "you said I was 'the first knot of the age to come'...does it all mean nothing? Is it nothing more than groundless speculation, that's all?" "Manco, you are brave, and the holy blood of the nobility burns like a flame in you." "So what? I learned to ride a horse, and the horse threw me heavily to the ground. I learned to wield a sword, and the sword was broken into pieces. If thousands of bows and arrows flew towards me, they would still fall on me..." "What your father said to me," Annamaya said apologetically, "I think it is quite obscure and profound. I ruminated on these words, and every word and every word seemed to appear in my dreams. It was as difficult to understand as a mystery, and I had never solved it. But the more these words are hidden in my heart, the more I feel ignorant. All I know is that the destruction will end one day...but I don't know how it will evolve afterwards." "Are we the winning side at the end?" "You ask Kadari, he knows the past and present." Manco played with the angular obsidian in his hand.Then let the stone fall from his hands to the ground. "The omnipotent is also the most incompetent," he sighed, "isn't it?" Once again, Anna Maya had to keep silent. "There are exceptions, though," he said. "what?" "Cougar." Ana Maya's breathing became labored, and the feeling of withdrawing and waiting overwhelmed her. "He deserves to help us, but what he said proves that he is not capable at all." "He can help us, but he doesn't need to take up arms!" Manco gestured contemptuously, not accepting her statement. "A friend who doesn't want to fight the enemy together, what kind of friend is he? A coward, that's all!" "You know he's a brave man." "I know. But I also know that if Vera Omar hears the words coming out of that crazy cougar of yours, the cougar will die and I won't be able to help then. You don't want to hear people Rumors of his opinion have spread from the terraces to the quarries, and all who are here wish to see him sacrificed..." "You won't let this happen!" Manco took a deep breath, and after a while he replied: "That's why it's weird. I really wouldn't let that happen."