Chapter 4 third chapter

The atmosphere in the court of the sole king, Atahualpa, is eerie. On a mat carefully woven of rushes just in front of the throne of the Inca, the maids laid out gold, silver, and earthenware bowls, and served him his meal.Just like those before the foreigners invaded, it was filled with the best pieces of meat and fresh fish caught from the ocean.However, such delicious and happy food can only be enjoyed under the silent service of everyone. A few steps away, Jia Boye and Anna Maya stood side by side under the shadow of a wall away from the stove.Not exactly face to face, nor shoulder to shoulder.They are already used to standing like this when facing other people.The two of them stood still and kept to themselves. Although the desire lightly passed over their hearts, they could still feel the strange relationship that belonged to the two and kept them together tightly. So does the smell of sadness in every hidden corner.

In a low voice, Jaberye began to describe how Enando Pizarro had deceived Schaleguzma with lies, telling him that his master wanted to see him.He described the general's unmoved expression when faced with the governor's brother's forcible demand for gold and silver.Anando was very persistent, playing both soft and hard ways.The party rejoiced when rumors spread that Munger and his companions had arrived in Cusco and would return from there more treasure than they had previously discovered. "You should really look at their crazy eyes... Even if they were given eternal life, they might not be so excited. When the gold was shipped back that night, we saw that they were all reluctant to go to bed..."

"That ransom room is almost full," Annamaya murmured. "Anamaya, what they want is not just a treasure to fill a room or a palace, but a whole city of gold. Even if they get it, they will never be satisfied." "Your brothers are all strange people. I will always observe them and find out where they are different from you and where they are the same as you..." Jia Boye could only respond in vain.He looked at Anna Maya who was bowing her head.She always lowered her blue eyes and looked at the ground, but sometimes she would suddenly look at Jia Boye's happy face.

"The one and only king, Atahualpa, will never be released," she murmured. "Mr. Francisco has promised to let him rule the North in peace—Quito, the place where he was born." "Never possible." Anna Maya said, shaking her head slightly. "The governor promised," Jia Boye insisted, frowning, "everyone should abide by the laws of heaven. Everyone in our country is like this, even the king who sits on the head of Governor Francisco also hopes that Atavar Pa can be your only king forever." "You mean gold is your only law?" "It's their only law!" Jia Boye summoned up his courage and continued, "Do you expect them to change the law?"

Jia Boye kept silent again.Ana Maya looked at him.He didn't know where he was, he was light and floating, almost stuck in this intense eyes that were as beautiful as a pool of bright green and pure lake water.Without words, she just had a way to convey her recognition and affirmation of the facts to him.Every time, Jia Boye was shocked by such an exchange of eyes.Every time, he seemed to feel a power existing in the world, until today, he had never doubted it. Jia Boye was a little childish, and in order not to admit defeat, he retorted again: "If they want to hurt him, I absolutely disagree!"

His voice was so loud that all the maids were startled.Anna Maya turned to face them, and the maids disappeared like birds.Jia Boye blushed, and then whispered: "From the day he was arrested, I forbid anyone to kill him. The governor asked me to protect the life of your king." Ana Maya drew her cloak tightly to cover her slender neck. "You're no match for what's going to happen..." Because she didn't continue to speak, Jia Boye pressed him with stern words: "What's going to happen?" "Time will tell. There are some forces that no one can stop, even if you are kind, there is nothing you can do."

He was so moved by these gentle words that Jia Boye lowered his head.He didn't see Atahualpa come out of the hall.The sole king was wrapped in a shawl of fine brown wool, and on his breast pinned a gold-plated jewel-encrusted gold-plate. A maid rushed to sweep the ground a few meters in front of his throne.Although only the back was seen, Ana Maya recognized Andy Panla's plump back at a glance.The false friend and true enemy who had repeatedly wronged her.Despite living under the same roof, they have spoken only twice in a while. Anna Maya stood up and asked Jia Boye softly if she could step aside.

Just then, an echo came from the farthest edge of the hill, a scream piercing the silence.A roar, or rather an insult, frighteningly indifferent.Everything stopped abruptly, and then the complaints sounded again, hoarse enough to tear the heart and lungs. "Shalgozima!" whispered Anna Maya, turning to face the Inca king. Jia Boye felt a chill down his spine. Standing before their eyes, Atahualpa seemed to hear nothing.He reached out to pick up a golden bowl, but Antti Panla immediately bent over to take it, and brought it to him.When the roar of anger crossed the sky over Cajamar again, the Inca king just sent a small piece of alpaca meat into his mouth.A smear of gravy hung from his lips, and a drop of blood dripped onto his robes.

Anna Maya couldn't wait, not to mention the rules of the Inca palace, and rushed straight to the door with Jia Boye.Jia Boye raised his sword, but did not draw it out, but pushed away the Inca warriors and Spanish soldiers guarding in front of the palace. Anti Panla was still holding the bowl of meat slices in his hand, and looked at the door in a blink of an eye. Anna Maya and Jia Boye had long since disappeared, and Atahualpa only looked up at them a little.After a while, he began to chew the corn kernels.After that, he left his seat and walked back to the inner palace, disappearing into the darkness, his steps were as slow as a manipulator of time and space.

The square, right in front of the ancient Temple of the Sun that had been converted into the residence of Francisco Pizarro, was packed with people.There is still a fence on the wall built with firewood and mud.Jia Boye and Anna Maya quietly passed through the Indian crowd.Right at the entrance, Jia Boye saw the tall figure of the Greek giant Bedouin de Gandia and his hooked nose. "What happened, Bedo?" "Su Tuo asked him respectfully if he knew where the gold was hidden, but he refused to reveal it." The Greek glanced behind Jia Boye and saw Anna Maya.He smiled tacitly.

Jia Boye pushed away a few people, squeezed forward, passed through a hall with some Spanish-style furniture, and entered the inner courtyard.He heard Anna Maya sigh softly beside him. In the inner courtyard stands a wooden stake, on which the Charleguzi horse is tightly bound, with its feet on a pile of dry straw and branches.Although the flames had not yet been lit, the general's robes were smoking and his calves were blackened.Behind him stood several Canari Indians holding torches.In front of him, Su Tuo stood next to the interpreter Philip Bilo.The captain's upper body was strong and his legs were extremely short. He kept hitting the floor tiles with his iron-covered boots, as if the ground seemed forever too low for him.Yet his eyes, usually mild and cynical, now sparkled with anger.With his forefinger he pointed to the chest of Charleguzi's horse. "Listen! You are a general, you are brave, you have a hard head and a heart of stone. Unfortunately, I am only a captain. I want to know where you hide your gold!" he cried. "I want to know your people Where are you hiding, and what orders did you give your captains. I want to know it all, and I will know, or you will be burned like a roast pig." Filibilo leaned over a bundle of dry straw, as if afraid of being pushed down and burned to death.He closed his eyes and murmured something into Charguccima's ear.The Inca general remained expressionless, but the veins in his neck kept twitching. Jia Boye approached the inner courtyard. "Su Tuo!" The captain turned to face him, his eyes full of anger now. "Leave it alone, friend." "Governor..." "Mr. Francisco ordered me to question this stubborn guy, and now I am doing the work of questioning." Su Tuo replied aggressively. Jia Boye knew him very well and knew that this man would never lie. At this moment, there was another loud wail from the mouth of Chaleguzima, which could even be heard in Atahualpa's palace.Jia Boye guessed that there was something to be said in this scream, but unfortunately he couldn't understand it.He turned to Anna Maya, and now all the Spaniards present were watching her with malicious smiles.She doesn't look at him.Her blue eyes were fixed on Charleguzima.Her lips moved with the general's wail.Each movement represents a word.This time Jia Boye finally recognized the word. "Andi! Andi!" The Inca general wasn't screaming out of pain or fear.The loud cry from his throat was like a trumpet played from a mountaintop. "Andy!" Charleguzima is calling out to the sun-god!He gave his life to him without hesitation and always had faith in him.After that, his eyes fell on Anna Maya, and he added calmly: "Kamakenkeya, go and invite my master, the only king." "Even if his guts are burned," Jia Boye yelled at Su Tuo, "he won't say anything. You can't scare him. He asks to see his king, and only he can make him speak." The captain stared at his face, almost exploding with rage.But he finally blinked, shrugged slightly, sighed, and agreed. A murderous tranquility filled the inner courtyard.After Anna Maya left, there was an atmosphere of waiting in the air.Everyone looked away, only the Inca general stared at Su Tuo provocatively without blinking an eye. There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Jia Boye looked back like everyone else.The Viceroy stepped into the inner courtyard, and Atahualpa appeared beside him.Mr. Francisco's gaze shifted from Jia Boye to Su Tuo, and a smile appeared in his mustache.Pointing to the Inca king with one hand, he declared: "Atahuallpa agrees to have a talk with his general, maybe he can accomplish the task of persuasion that you can't achieve, Suto." Jia Boye saw that Anna Maya was uneasy.She had to refrain from getting ahead of the Inca king, who was getting closer to Charguccima. The general was tied to a stake and looked at his master.When Atahualpa stepped forward and saw him, who was obedient and loyal, he just blinked his eyelids lightly, without any friendly gestures.On the contrary, his mouth is more curved down, more closed and disdainful. Atahualpa stopped a few steps away from the firewood. Although his voice was low when he spoke, it was clear enough for Jia Boye to hear him all. "They're just threatening to burn you, don't believe it. They're not going to hurt you, it's me they're trying to hurt. They're not that bad." Charles Guzima was silent for a while.He stared at the Inca king, then moved his majestic gaze to Ana Maya, completely ignoring the Spaniards as if they were only shadows.Then he asked: "The only king, do you remember the will of Father Sun? Will you always be our Inca king?" Atahualpa seemed to have been slapped, and his whole body was shaking.He straightened himself up, and for a moment the Spaniard thought that the man who had been so proud and authoritative was about to throw a fit of rage. "How dare you speak to me like that?" he snarled at Shalakuzima. "I think you are afraid of death, the only king," retorted the general, determined to provoke him, "is it true?" "You are crazy, Xia Leguzima. In front of these foreigners, you'd better shut up. You are more afraid of them burning you than I am afraid of death. No one dares to touch the son of Emperor Andi." "Haven't they all already arrested you?" "Don't look. Don't listen." "Why?" Xia Leguzima asked bluntly. Jia Boye felt that Atahualpa was very embarrassed.None of the Spaniards knew what the "why" meant, but Charleguzima and Atahualpa, they knew each other. "Shut up!" said the Inca king. "Why didn't you summon me? I was mentally prepared at the time, why did you refuse me to die in exchange for your freedom? Now I come to you, crying, why are you just silent? I noticed that you are in front of these foreigners Trembling. They are nothing but bandits who rob temples and thieves who steal gold. It is not they who have ruined the Quartet, Atahualpa, but your fear!" Xia Leguzima roared and spit on the firewood.Atahualpa turned away, and the red thread in his eyes seemed to seep into the eyeballs.Ana Maya bowed her neck and lowered her head.Jia Boye clenched his fists, really wanting to go up to her and hug her.But he knew that doing so would only make her sadder. Under Su Tuo's instructions, the Kanari Indians placed the torches on the straw pile, and the fiery flames slowly began to burn. In the suddenly silent inner courtyard, Anna Maya heard the sound of a fire.She raised her head and opened her mouth, as if she was about to scream.Pizarro held Jia Boye's arm to prevent him from acting rashly. "Don't worry, boy," said Don Francisco, "the Inca was right, it was only a joke..." The straw flames shot into the dry branches with a staccato crackle.The fire was fierce, dark red in color, dancing around Xia Leguzi's horse. He stared straight ahead, his lips parted slightly. Atahualpa faced him again, and he watched with calm composure as the flames burned over the surface of all the firewood. The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the branches crackled.Anna Maya clenched her hands until her knuckles turned white.The heat of the flames scalded Jia Boye's face.So, Xia Leguzima turned his head to look at Atahualpa, and shouted angrily again: "Take that king out of my sight! Tell him to go! Tell him to go! I'm talking to you, hear me?" As soon as he finished speaking, Filipino immediately translated in a high-pitched voice. "Do as he says, and put out the flames," said Don Francisco quietly. When the Canari Indians poured buckets of water onto the branches, the soldiers carefully pushed Atahualpa out of the inner courtyard, and he left without looking back. The flames turned into a plume of choking white smoke.Anna Maya's blue eyes finally found Jia Boye.Kamakenkoya's beautiful face is both sad and peaceful. Jia Boye would rather turn around than meet her eyes.Everything he imagined and saw made him unacceptable. The whole body of Xia Leguzima was covered with black soot, and he was motionless, only the sound of his breathing could be heard.Someone untied the rope for him.The muscles from his toes to his knees were burnt into a constricted slab of flesh, with blood streaming from beneath, and his palms and arms were covered in scalded blisters.However, when everyone hurriedly offered him a straw mat to lie down on, the old soldier refused.Someone lifted him away from the firewood, but there he elbowed the Canari Indians away, without any expression of pain on his face, his chest heaved and his breathing was short, and he was still there. Standing, waiting for the governor to come to him. Now Su Tuo shook his head like facing a madman. The unyielding general cursed and uttered words of revenge. Yes, there is gold, a lot, in the city of Cusco.Yes, there are many treasures over there.Atahualpa kept the property of his father, Vanya Capac, from being touched because he was the most powerful and richest king who ever lived: he died in this world but lived in another.He ate and drank, and his temples were full of gold... Also, four times he led an army into Cajamar at the request of the sole king.Four times, the Inca king always left at the last moment.Four times, he never gave the order to attack, and he, Charguccima, had to withdraw in anger. Jia Boye just found out that Anna Maya had left the inner courtyard.The smoke from the firewood was blinding, and the air was filled with the smell of shame and burnt meat. Xia Leguzima said what the governor and Su Tuo wanted to hear.But these are nothing more than words of revenge, and no one knows whether it is true or not. The metallurgical plant lights up the Cajamar night sky.It was time to distribute the spoils, and the metallurgical works were busy day and night.Now the ransom room standing in the palace, all the treasures are directly transported here, the height has already exceeded the line drawn by the Inca king.The metallurgical furnace glowed red, and the gold flowed out like a river, and the magical liquid flowed out, shining brightly.Afterwards, wait to cool and turn into nuggets that are delightfully heavy.There was a mountain of gold, and all the bags were filled, and the baskets were full of little nuggets. For the first few days all the Spaniards flocked to it, their faces as red as the flames of a metallurgical furnace, their cheeks blowing with the bellows.They even burned their fingers because they couldn't wait to touch those happy little nuggets earlier!As long as their eyes are fixed on the pool of gold, and they watch the workers scoop it up with a cast spoon, they forget everything.Forget all unpleasant memories, fears, illnesses, hatreds and friendships.The flow of gold has finally become a commonplace thing like the sunrise. Afterwards all the soldiers put on airs and refused to serve as guards in the metallurgical plant, on the pretext that they would accidentally burn their buttocks or scrotums in it.But, night and day, when some of the strangest gold ornaments, such as kernels of corn, llamas, jugs, necklaces, earrings, idols, or simple plates, are thrown into the melt, any Indian, even the most faithful of the bunch, Do not approach metallurgical furnaces. Sai Batian noticed a lot of messy things in front of the melting furnace.What used to be vases and utensils now had more pipes, a fountain, a very fine work, chairs, and even some gold sandstone. All these treasures glowed bright red in the moonlight and devoured by the flames, shining on his face. Jia Boye muttered beside him: "I'm glad I've been stripped of all my trophies these past few nights. Nothing remains. My most precious treasure is still the same horse!" "Hey! It's really a treasure. According to the market price, it's worth three thousand gold pesos!" "Stop dreaming, I won't sell it." "Don't be so emotional, you haven't even named it yet!" Jia Boye thought deeply for a while. "It's not that I don't want to, but I just don't know why I can't find it. I don't think all the names are suitable for it. It's my horse, and that's enough..." Sebastian nodded. "As far as I'm concerned, if someone gave me a horse, I would be very happy. But Anando objects..." "That rascal!" Extremely disgusted, Jia Boye let out a scream from his mouth like spitting. "You can yell at me, my friend. To be honest, I was amused when you scratched his neck the other day. . . . But it doesn't change my conditions: I'm still a slave, and I'm still poor." "Just pick up the shards of molten gold that fall here and there, and you'll be rich someday." Sai Batian was trembling all over because he was holding back his laughter.He pointed his thumb at the workers in the metallurgical plant. "Have you checked to see if there are any residues left?" "Patience a little longer," Jia Boye muttered again, "Someone will definitely give you a piece of this unfortunate gold!" "Hey, I only have two friends in this unreasonable world, you and Bedo. Now you are not only the only conqueror who doesn't get any spoils, but you even say you don't like gold! What a madman, All I know is that I like Indian girls with blue eyes." Jia Boye looked at his partner, ready to be furious, but Sai Batian showed a gentle, playful and envious look, so he smiled accordingly. "Bedo likes you as much as he likes gold." "Oh! He's not much better, and he'll never be rich!" Jia Boye sighed, with a smile still on his lips. "God knows, Sebastian, maybe you'll be the richest man among us?" The black giant laughed out loud and spread his arms out. "No horse? No sword?" "There will be, the sword: 'It's not that it's not coming, it's not coming, like everything else...'" Jia Boye didn't say any more, watching a small group of Spaniards pass by two Indians tightly holding each other.They held a golden idol about the height of a doll.Behind them, surrounded by a few cronies, Dick de Almagro pursed his lips. "Mr. Dick must not be able to bear to see the gold disappear from the tip of his nose before long," Sai Batian said. "He has been a little out of his mind since he got here!" The Indians placed the idol on the ground carefully, as if it were a fragile child. "That's not in line with today's law," Jaboye said in a low voice, "Cajamar's gold will only be distributed to those who participated in the great battle and the process of arresting the Inca king!" "Laws are meant to be modified by people," Sai Batian said, "as long as you become the most powerful person, you can find a way." "How do you say that?" "Mr. Dick will soon find ways to improve his conditions." "Will he make war on the Governor?" Sebastian shrugged. "They're all here for the gold, so it's best that everyone gets their share." Jia Boye was very excited when he saw Almagro standing there, standing in front of the statue.He squatted down, stroked the little idol, and smiled, the remaining single eye shining. "Did you really save his life?" Jia Boye asked Sai Batian, pointing at Mr. Dick with his chin. "A long time ago. Until now, I have had more obligations than rights." "He can make you rich." Sai Batian laughed out loud. "No! He may set me free! I'm in his charge, and he's only loaning me to the governor's henchmen. I'll be free only if he has the gold!" Jia Boye thought while walking on the dark path full of calls and noises. In the past, people living in this city only cared about survival and the gods they feared; now, here we are, like birds of doom, self-righteous, Only care about gold and record!Occasionally, at the corner of the street, one of the fifty or so knights could be seen wandering the street at night with a torch in hand.The last group of people who arrived, that is, Almagro's subordinates, were all fierce and violent guys, because they were the poorest, they had neither money nor women, and even drinking water was a problem. "Instantly! Immediately, you too will have..." said those of Cajamar, who were paying for garlic in gold bars. After arriving at the square, Jia Boye walked on the road leading to Pizarro Palace.After that, he saw, on the other side of the square, behind the church under construction, a group of people stood in front of the largest building they called the Jialang House, which was now designated by Enando as his residence. Tonight, Charguccima will be staying there; his hands and feet are scorched, his muscles and bones are exposed. A few guards stood guard at the door with tense expressions, but all the Indians remained calm.Everyone was talking in low voices, and it was hard to fathom their black eyes. Someone pressed his shoulder.He was startled, and his hand was already on the hilt of the sword. "Don't be afraid..." "Anna Maya!" They laughed at his frightened appearance together.She was wearing a white Anako with a purple belt around her waist.She was so beautiful, like a star dropped to the ground.She was close to him, but did not touch him. "What are they waiting for?" Jia Boye asked, pointing to those Indians. "They want to serve Shaleguzima." "why?" She turned to face him, expressionless, with a hint of gentle teasing in her words. "They lost their Inca king, so they need a new master." "But the Inca king is still alive!" "His sun the Father will never rise for him again." "You mean that he will rise up for this one?" Jia Boye said, pointing to the gate of the palace. "No. I'm just saying they have the will to serve." "Serve whom? Who else but the Inca?" Anna Maya did not speak.Her eyes were lost in the hills, looking at the moon, the mountains and the never-melting snow. When she turned her head and looked at Jia Boye again, she gently leaned forward. "Come on," she said quietly. Forgetting the sorrow of the Indians and the intoxication of the Spaniards, they walked along the walls of the square and walked into the road leading to the Inca baths.It was from here that Atahualpa's mighty army entered in the autumn, and in a day they knew their exploits and results.That's where they slipped out that night and discovered their shared fate. The further they walked into the darkness, the more the sound of running water mingled with their conversation.Before long, they merged into one in the night.