ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 114 Hera's Wedding Celebration
Daves suppressed his excitement, and he said to Mariji: "Now the city-state is troubled by the lack of money in the treasury, and you came back just in time. As the commercial officer of Amendolara, change the situation that there is almost no trade in Amendolara , it is your duty to increase tax revenue for the treasury! I hope you will examine the city-state carefully, think hard, and come up with a good plan!"

"I will try my best to do it well!" Mariji looked eager to give it a try.

"And—" Davos stopped talking as soon as he spoke: we'll talk about the marriage proposal in a few days, after all, Maliji just came back.

Mariji saw that Davos didn't speak anymore and didn't dare to ask, so he said: "By the way, sir. Two people from the Pythagoreans of Tarantum came to Amendolara with the ship, saying that it was I accepted your invitation."

Davos quickly asked: "Where are they now?"

"I should be looking for you." Mariji said uncertainly.

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Soon, Davos met people from the Pythagorean school in his own house: one named Maticoris and the other named Mentor Tike Els. Over 30 years old.

Therefore, Davos, who had just returned home, smiled and said: "You look very young!"

This angered Matikoris, and he said loudly: "Mathematics is not judged by age. No one in Tarantum can match my calculation speed! Do you think I am willing to go to this remote place on my own?" Are you from a small town?"

Davos chuckled: "You see, I became a consul at a young age. If I look down on your young age, wouldn't I also look down on myself?!"

Mattiklis was stunned.

"In fact, on the contrary, I am very happy that the Pythagoreans came from young people. Because they are young, they are full of energy; because they are young, they have great ambitions; Thinking about it! This is especially important in the academic field, isn't it?!" Davers said passionately.

Mentotic Els, who had been silent before, opened his eyes wide.

Mattiklis muttered sheepishly: "What you said makes sense..."

"Don't worry! I will strongly support the development of your school of thought in Amendolara. I will provide you with a large residence for free for you to live and teach. As long as you do not violate the laws of Amendolara, you can stay in Amendolara." Dolara is not subject to any restrictions, develop your students. I believe that with your ability, you will create a brilliant career in Amendolara that your classmates in Tarantum cannot create! Make up for your ancestor Bi Dagoras’ regret!”

Davos's promise and encouragement ignited the passion of the two young people. After they bowed respectfully to Davos, they asked Davos to send someone to take them to the residence. They wanted to take a short rest and start work immediately.

Of course Davos wanted it.When the two of them were far away, he could still hear the voice of Matikoris: "That consul is good! Really good! Better than Tarantum..."

"Martikris, please keep your voice down, you are still in someone else's house!"

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Davos couldn't help laughing as he listened.

"Are you really going to fully support the development of the Pythagorean School in Amendolara?!" Christoya walked out of the side room, put her hand on Davos's shoulder, and said with some worry: "I heard that Pythagoras The school of Thagoras has a bad reputation. They act secretly and do not respect the gods. Instead, they believe that everything is composed of "numbers"... In the past, various city-states in Magna Graecia had many conflicts with citizens' assemblies and councils, so everyone None of them welcome it!”

Davos smiled indifferently: "What does it matter, aren't we Greeks already used to the harmonious coexistence between humans and gods! It won't happen that the Egyptians are completely ruled by the gods, and they will be executed if they don't respect the gods." Moreover, it is not easy to become a disciple of the Pythagorean school. Except for a few highly educated nobles, most people cannot pass their test, which is why their school cannot grow. And they are against democracy. !"

"Oh..." Kristoya's eyes flashed: "Do you think they will support you?"

"Whether they support it or not will have any impact on me!" Davos shrugged and said, "But at least it means they won't be a big trouble. And don't think they only study mathematics. They are interested in philosophy, music, art... … All are well-researched. Another area that interests you is that academically they promote equality between men and women.”

"Really?" Kristoya asked in surprise.

"Of course it is true. It is said that Pythagoras' wife is his student. I heard from Archieta." Daves said with a smile: "With their presence, your bank will not be short in the future. An employee who knows how to keep accounts and do calculations.”

"Didn't you say they can't develop?" Kristoya remembered what he said before, and gave him a blank look.

"Of course it's not possible to teach disciples according to the current method of the Pythagoreans. However, after these two young people hit the wall, I don't believe they will not make changes." Davos said confidently.

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In the early morning, wild flowers bloom all over the Amendolara Mountain, a colorful sea of ​​flowers, a romantic sea of ​​flowers, mostly purple thyme, swaying in the mountain wind, spreading its rich fragrance throughout the city.

Pairs of men and women dressed up in costumes came out of their respective houses and gathered in the square...

More than 500 newlyweds turned the small square into a happy crowd.The morning sun shines on their happy smiling faces, and their eyes are focused on the central platform: there stands a statue of Hera lifted from the Temple of Hera in Metapontum, the goddess holds the power in her right hand. With a stick in hand, he gently twirled the corner of his clothes with his left hand, and faced the newlyweds in the audience with a kind smile.

Surrounding the statue are several priestesses in pure white robes, dancing sacred dances and singing carols...

After the ceremony was over, High Priest Hera said to countless newcomers in the audience with her clear and penetrating voice: "Today is a beautiful day, God Hera will be here to witness your happy union! Greeks Family is the most cherished. A happy marriage is a symbol of family prosperity and the foundation of a stable city-state!..."

The high priest took a step forward, leaned forward and asked: "Hera asked me to ask all the men present here, 'Are you willing to protect your wife from wind and rain, and love her no matter how difficult it is, until the end of your life? ?”

The men headed by Davos said without hesitation: "Yes!!!"

"Hera commissioned me to ask all the women present, 'Are you willing to run a household for your husband, raise children, and respect him no matter how difficult it is until the end of your life?"

The women led by Christoya said sincerely: "I do!!!"

The high priest beamed: "Now the newlyweds can kiss each other!"

Davos and Crystal, Geogris and Dania, Olivers and Mitra (Due to the early arrival of the team of Hera priests from Metapontum yesterday afternoon, Davos went there in a hurry Mariji proposed marriage, but he did not expect that Mariji readily agreed. In fact, Mariji, who was influenced by the royal system in Persia, did not care much about Olivers' reputation or wealth. What he cared about was that Olivers was close to Davos. friends, and it was Davos who proposed marriage in person)... Countless newlyweds gazed affectionately and kissed sweetly...

Stromboli, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't bear to watch, but protested in a low voice: "This is against Greek tradition, it is too offensive to the customs! The censor...the censor should stop them!"

"The Inspector has already visited Tarantum." Scombras smiled: "I think this Hera ceremony is quite interesting."

"'A happy marriage is a symbol of family prosperity and the foundation of a stable city-state.' This sentence makes sense!" Laphias also sighed.

"I have never seen this kind of sacrificial ceremony of Hera before." Cornelus was a little confused.

"I heard that the consul rushed to the high priest's residence at night and discussed the decision together. It must have been the consul's idea." Protesilaus guessed.

"Listening to what you are saying, it seems that your consul is an interesting young man." Heraclea's envoy Amrocles looked at the square and said with a smile.

"God Hera bless you!" the high priest said devoutly with his fists raised to the sky.

Several priestesses began to throw holy water to the audience, and the newcomers also sang Hera hymns devoutly.

As soon as the marriage ceremony was over, the firefighters on the sidelines were carrying crocks full of water and began to pour water into the venue. Although they were notified in advance, the women still screamed and hid in the arms of their men, while the men While protecting their wives, they also wanted to snatch the fireman's earthen jar. The whole venue screamed continuously, and the scene was cheerful and lively...

"It's so interesting! It's so interesting!" Protesilaus looked excited, and suddenly turned and ran back.

"What are you doing?" asked Terry Todmus.

"Go back and get the crock that holds the water!" Protecinus ran without looking back.

"Take the crockpots?" Terry Todmos was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood. Looking at the excitement on the field, his heart was also moved, and he shouted: "Bring more crockpots!"

"Yes, get a few more!" Scombras was also full of childlike innocence, and at the same time he lamented: "It's a pity that I got married early!"

"Amendolara hasn't been this lively for a long time!" Rafias sighed.

Stromboli was touched by these words. He looked at the water mist rising in the field and condensing into a rainbow of seven colors in the sunshine. He stopped complaining for a while and murmured: "This will not be held on this day every year in the future." Is it a celebration?!"

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