Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Daves said with excitement, he said to Mariji: "Now the city-state is worrying about the lack of money for the national treasury, you are just back. As a commercial officer of Amendola Lara, there is almost no trade in Amendola. It is your duty to increase taxes for the national treasury! I hope that you will study and think hard about the city state and come up with a good plan!"

"I will do my best!" Mariji showed a eager look.

"And -" Davis's words just stopped and stopped: about the matter of raising a relative or a few days to say, after all, Mariji just came back.

When Mariji saw that Daves didn't talk again, he didn't dare to ask, so he said, "Yes, adults. Two people from the Pythagoras school in Tarantum came to Amendora with the boat, saying yes. I was invited by you."

Davers was busy asking: "Where are they now?"

"It should be looking for you." Marji said uncertainly.

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Soon, Davers saw the Pythagoreans in his house: one called Marty Collis and the other called Mentotik Els. The age of the two looks small and should not be More than thirty years old.

Therefore, Daves, who just returned home, said with a smile: "You look very young!"

This is annoyed by Marty Collis. He said aloud: "Mathematics is not based on the size of the age to judge the level. My quick calculations are no match in Tarantum! You think I am willing to go to this remote place. Is the town coming?"

Davers smiled: "You see that I am not a consul in my young age. If I look down on your age, don't you look down on me?!"

A glimpse of Matikoris.

"In fact, on the contrary, I am very happy that the Pythagorean school is all young people. Because of youth, they are energetic; because they are young, they are ambitious; because they are young, they dare to break the rules and think that they are afraid of the predecessors. Think about it! This is especially important in the academic field, isn't it?!” Daphus said passionately.

Before the silence of Mentotek Els eyes wide open.

Mattikoris is embarrassed: "You said it makes sense..."

"You can rest assured! I will strongly support the development of your school in Amendola. I will provide you with a large residence for free for you to live and give lectures. As long as you do not violate the laws of Amendola, you can do at Amen. Dora, without any restrictions, develop your students. I believe that with your ability, you will create a brilliant career that you can't create in your classmates in Tarantum in Amendola! Make up for your ancestors. The regret of Dagoras!"

The promise and encouragement of Davers ignited the passion of the two young people. After their respectful devotion to Davis, they asked Dafos to send them to the house. They had to take a break and start working immediately.

Daves certainly can't ask for it. When the two went far, he could still hear the voice of Martin Koris: "The consul is good! Really good! Bitalantum..."

"Marty Collis, you give me a whisper, still in someone else's house!"

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Davers listened and couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you really want to fully support the development of the Pythagoras school in Amendola?!" Clithista came out of the partial house and put her hand on Dave's shoulder. Some worried said: "I heard that The reputation of the Dagoras school is not good. They act secretly and do not respect the gods. Instead, they believe that everything is composed of "numbers"... In the past, many city-states in Greece have clashes with the citizens' assembly and the council, so everyone Don't welcome it!"

Davers ignored the smile: "What does it matter? We Greeks are not used to the harmony of man and God! They will not be completely ruled by the gods like the Egyptians. If they are not respected, they will be executed. Moreover, it is not easy to become a disciple of the Pythagoras school. Except for a few highly educated aristocrats, the average person cannot pass their tests, which is why their school cannot grow. And they are against democracy. !"

"Oh..." Clithista waved: "Do you think they will support you?"

"They don't support the impact on me!" Daves shrugged and said: "But at least they will not be a big problem. And, don't think that they only study mathematics, they are about philosophy, music, art... ... have in-depth research. There is also a place you are interested in, academically they promote equality between men and women."

“Really?” Clithista asked in surprise.

"Of course it is true. It is said that the wife of Pythagoras is his student. I am listening to Achta." Davers said with a smile: "With their stay, your bank will not be lacking in the future." The employee who will count the accounts."

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

"Of course, according to the way the Pythagorean school is now, it is not acceptable. However, after the two young people hit the wall, I don't believe they will not change." Daves said confidently.

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In the early morning, the wildflowers on the hills of Amendola Lara are all over, colorful and romantic, with a lot of purple thyme, swaying in the mountain wind, and spreading the rich aroma throughout the city.

A pair of men and women dress up, come out from their houses, and gather in the square...

More than 1,500 pairs of newly-married couples have turned the square into a happy crowd. The morning light shines on their happy faces, and their eyes are focused on the central platform: there is a statue of Hera that is carried from the Temple of Hera in Metapentum, the right hand of the goddess The stick, the left hand, the light-skinned corner, the smile with a sly smile, facing the newlyweds under the stage.

The idol was surrounded by several priestess dressed in white robes, dancing in sacred dances, singing songs in their mouths...

After the ceremony, Hera priest said to her countless newcomers with her clear and penetrating voice: "Today is a beautiful day, and the great **** Hera will witness the combination of happiness here! Greeks Most cherish the family, a happy marriage is a symbol of the prosperity of the family, the cornerstone of the city's stability!..."

The high priest took a step forward and leaned forward and asked: "Herto pays me here to ask all the men present. 'Would you like to keep your wife from the wind and rain, no matter how difficult it is, love her until the end of life? ?"

The men headed by Daves did not hesitate to say: "willing!!!"

"Herato paid me all the women present. "Would you like to manage your family for your husband, raise a child, and respect him no matter how difficult it is, until the end of life?"

The women headed by Christovia said sincerely: "I am willing!!!"

The high priest smiled: "Now new people can kiss each other!"

Davers and Christovia, Gio Gris and Dania, Olivers and Mitra (due to the early arrival of Mehta Pontum's Hera priest team yesterday afternoon, Daves rushed to Marijiti, I didn’t expect Mariji to agree very quickly. In fact, Mariji, who was influenced by the political system in Persia, did not care much about Oliver’s reputation and property. He cares that Oliver is Daves intimate. Friends, but also Daves personally mentions) ... countless couples staring deeply, sweet kisses...

Seeing Stromboli watching, he couldn't bear to look at it, but whispered and protested: "This is a violation of the Greek tradition. It is too ruthless! The Ombudsman... The Ombudsman should stop them!"

"The Ombudsman has already visited Tarantum." Scamblas smiled. "I think this Hera ritual is very interesting."

"The happy marriage is the symbol of the prosperity of the family and the cornerstone of the stability of the city." This sentence makes sense!" Rafayas also lamented.

"This kind of ritual of Hera has never been seen before." Cornelus had some doubts.

"I heard that the governor rushed to the high priest's residence at night and discussed the decision together. It must be the idea of ​​the governor," Prote Silos said speculatively.

"Listen to your words, it seems that your governor is an interesting young man." Heracicus's messenger Anjoc looked at the square and said with a smile.

"Herrah God bless you!" The high priest said with his hands and heart, and said sincerely.

Several priestess began to throw holy water to the audience, and the new people also sang the songs of Hera.

The marriage ceremony had just ended. The firefighters on the side of the field began to splatter the water with the water-filled crock. Although the notice was given in advance, the women screamed and hid in the arms of their men~www. Mtlnovel.com~ While the men are protecting their wives, they have to rob the firemen’s crocks. The screams continue throughout the venue, and the scenes are lively and lively...

"It's so interesting! It's so interesting!" Protto Silos looked excited and suddenly turned and ran back.

"What are you doing?" asked Trito Des Moss.

"Go back and take the jar of water!" Prot Sinaus ran away without looking back.

"Taro can?" Trito de Moss stunned, immediately understood, looked at the excitement on the field, and also hearted, shouted: "Get a few more crocks!"

"Yes, take a few more!" Scamblas was also a childish heart, and he lamented: "It's a pity that I got married soon!"

"Amendo Lara has not been so lively for a long time!" Lafayas exclaimed.

Stromboli was touched by this sentence, looking at the fog rising in the field, condensing into a rainbow of seven colors in the sun, and stopped complaining for a while, murmured: "It is not the day after the year." Celebration?!"