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The latest website: Pressing and pressing, Pubulius began to adapt gradually, his voice was getting lower and lower, and a kind of cozy fatigue after a similar exercise, making him unable to bear to want to sleep.

At this moment, the slave began to slap his back with both hands, and let him immediately lift up again. After a while, he turned to massage his head, and Publius closed his eyes slightly and reveled in it again.

When the man stopped massaging, he felt a sense of inexhaustibility.

"Sir, please rub your back." The servant finished speaking, spread a clean cloth on his back, and began to push hard.

This is another feeling completely different from the previous massage and tapping. At the same time, Pubulius felt the dirt on his body and rubbed it off the skin one by one.

The servant turned to the wall to remove the copper pot, opened the lid, and poured the liquid inside it little by little.

Suppressing the familiar scent, Publius asked, "Is this olive oil?"

"Yes, sir." The servant explained to him: "Because you just soaked the hot water and fumigated, although it helps the blood flow and remove dirt, it also causes a large amount of water to be lost in the body. Applying olive oil will protect your skin ... "

After listening to Pbulius, he sighed, "I didn't expect that every step in this bathroom was very learned ?!"

"It has been almost 20 years since His Majesty established the hot spring bath. Bathing has become a part of the Turui's life, and it is still being developed and improved ..." Tibrus proudly said, "Just before taking them As for the massage, it wasn't just a random press. They were trained in Turui Hospital, and they could only be sent here after passing the assessment. "

"Oh?" Pubulius' original judgment was shaken by Tibus's words: "Aren't they two slaves?"

"Slaves, but not ordinary slaves." Tibulus's mysterious answer made Pubius more curious.

Before he asked, the slave who massaged him voluntarily replied, "Sir, we are from Egypt. We are descendants of the Egyptians and the Greeks ..."

The servant said, while using another clean cloth to push Pulius, so that the olive oil spread throughout the body as soon as possible and penetrated into the skin. Because the movement is much softer than before, it does not affect their speech.

Although he hasn't been to Egypt, Pubulius knew this distant country and heard that the people there were dark-skinned, but the skin color of the two was normal, apparently because of mixed blood. At this time, Rome had not yet stepped out of the Western Mediterranean. Even a large clan patriarch such as Pbulius did not own an Egyptian slave, so he did not understand: Why are Egyptian slaves not ordinary?

But if he walks to the bustling slave market every day to the east of the outer district of Turui, he will know that the price of ordinary slaves in Egypt is much more expensive than slaves of other races. This is due to demand: First of all, male slaves in Egypt are excellent farmers and herdsmen, while female slaves are clever and smart, and they know how to dress and dress. Second, Egyptian slaves worship gods, have a gentle personality, and can be receptive and safe. Furthermore, Egypt and Dioni are safe. Asia is far away. There has never been a conflict between the two. Naturally, there can be no hatred. Egyptian slaves have nothing to do with the races and forces around Dionia. It is relatively safe to use. The Senate considers the capital of the Kingdom Hotel. It is a foreign VIP, safety is the most important thing; secondly, if you know Greek, your skin must not be too dark, so as not to scare some mountain ambassadors who have never seen the world before, so they tried to choose the mixed blood of Egypt and Greece. slave.

"How many years have you come to Turui?" Tibrus asked casually.

"It's been more than 4 years!" The younger slaves looked resentful. "Originally, according to our past performance, after the Hatis celebration last year, we will be free, but the official of the slave management office told us that because The war led to a lack of labor, and the release of slaves in the Kingdom was suspended once. This year's celebration will double the quota for the liberation of slaves, and will also give us some compensation. But by October, the war is still going on— "

"Winnufer, don't talk more, massage well!" The slave massaging Publius interrupted him and whispered: "Two adults, his daughter had a fever yesterday and is being treated at the hospital. He Your mood has been affected, I hope you do n’t take it to heart. "

Tibrus looked up at the slave standing next to him, until he became panicked, then slowly said, "Since you have been in Turui for more than 4 years, and you are in this kingdom hotel again , Then you should know what our Kingdom of Dionia most praises these messengers? "

The slave was a little nervous and didn't know what to say for a moment. The older slave hurriedly answered, "It is to keep its promise."

"Yes, it is to keep the promise!" Tibrus said in a deep voice. "The words of the Slave Management Office were made by the Senate. Rest assured that you will be free and compensated by this year's celebration. In addition, Your massage technique is very good, and we are not dissatisfied. "

After hearing this, the two slaves were grateful and thanked them.

The young slave also said excitedly, "Sir, I'll give you another massage!"

Tibrus waved his hand and said, "No, it's time to shave me."

The young servant had to turn around and remove the crooked blunt blade from the wall, aiming it at Tibulus's back.

Publius was startled and shouted urgently: "Stop, what do you want to do ?!"

Tibrus laughed and said, "Master Pubulius, don't be nervous. This thing is used to scrape off oil and dirt from your body. This is the last process of bathroom massage."

"Really?" Publius was doubtful, but soon he experienced shaving his body with such a blunt blade. Not only did it not hurt, but he felt comfortable.

After the massage, the slave helped him stand up and opened the wooden door on the side.

When leaving the room, Tibulus also said to the young slave, "May Godis bless you, and your daughter will be well soon!"

The slave was thrilled and thanked Tibulus again.

Leaving the slaves' eyes, Publius couldn't help sighing, "Tibros, you are too kind to these slaves!"

Tibrus said, "Master Brebius, I know that you Romans are more severe towards slaves, but I urge you to change your attitude towards slaves in the future, because in Dionia, the safety of slaves is affected Protected by law, the Kingdom has also established a special department to manage them— "

"Slave Management?" Pbulius blurted out the new term he had just heard.

"Yes, both slaves in the kingdom and private slaves must be registered and supervised in the slave management office. Not only that, if you abuse slaves, you will also be condemned by the public and it will affect your political career because of fairness The justice Godis blessed them.

In addition, the kingdom is not like Rome. Slaves will not be slaves forever. As long as the slaves have ambition and willingness to work, they will be free, and then they will become citizens of Dionia, pass the exam, serve in the public office, and finally become the minister of the kingdom ... This is possible. Several of the officials who came to work in Rome this time were once slaves, and the commerce minister Mariji, who was trusted by His Majesty in the Senate, was also a slave, so don't humiliate the slaves at will! ... "

Publius was quite touched.

"Right, sir, how do you feel after the massage?" Tibrus asked.

"It's sore all over the body ..." Pubulius said, "But ... it's really comfortable. I almost fell asleep just now, and now I feel a lot lighter! ..."

"Listening to you, according to the doctors, you have a rigid body and lack of exercise. You will have to massage frequently in the future to ensure your health ..." Tibrus said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Pubulius listened, but asked seriously: "Is it expensive to go to a bath in Turui?"

"Public baths are not expensive. Tickets are about 1-2 Obols, but for special massages, the cost is much higher. About 10-15 Obols at a time ... but some of the veterans, ministers and wealthy merchants of the kingdom are special It has become a trend to spend money for your slaves to study in hospitals and baths, and then come back to give them a massage. "

After listening to it, Pubius was very moved, and then asked a little bit reluctantly: "Our bath is over?"

"There's one last thing—" Tibrus pushed open the wooden door ~ www.readwn.com ~ There was another sink in the room: "Cold water bath." Cold water!

If it was before entering the bathroom, Pubulius would definitely retreat, but at this time he was fumigated and massaged. Not only was his body dry and hot, but his skin was also red, like a steamed shrimp, so I heard " The word “cold water” strides into the pool without hesitation, and the cold pool water immediately drives away the heat of the body, and the pores in the body are tightening rapidly, giving him an unspeakable comfort.

He couldn't help but say, "How good it is to have a glass of wine at this time!"

Tibulus then walked into the pool and said, "Today is too rushed. Tonight I will bring an adult a bottle of Turui's best wine. Let's drink in the bathroom."

"That's great!" Pubulius shouted while rubbing the remaining oil stains on his body with clean water: "Turiyi's bath is better than what you said, and Turiyi is more prosperous than Rome. , I can't help but want to move here sooner! "

Tibrus smiled slightly, and it seemed that the effort was not wasted.

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