Chapter 67

Humbert interposed, "Sir, do you still want to hear his sophistry? Punish the slave who violates the law. This is to protect the dignity of the master. Otherwise, more and more slaves will follow his example and ignore your master. "

Before Theo could speak, amon looked up and yelled, "shut up and listen to Aesop finish the story." There was a strange power of authority in his voice, which rushed into his mind and made Humbert almost stand still, as if he had been suppressed and could not speak any more. Aesop began to tell the story of Pythagoras -

Pythagoras was a mysterious sage, the son of a great nobleman, who was very rich, but led his disciples to establish a group and lead a collective life of hard work. He is also a very wise doctor, it is said that he is also a great magician. It is even said that he has seen the gods and knows the secrets of the gods.

Once Pythagoras went out to buy the living materials of this group. Due to the large quantity, he paid a god stone at a time. When he opened the money bag, he accidentally dropped the stone on the ground, and a slave beside him picked it up. "Pythagoras, look at your slave. His hand touched the stone. A finger should be cut off! I have a knife here. I can lend it to you. "

Pythagoras took the stone and yelled at the slave, "Copernicus, why did you accidentally touch the stone? With this finger, how many do you owe me?"

The slave, Copernicus, replied, "Dear Mr. Pythagoras, and this time, I owe you thirteen fingers."

Pythagoras, with a wave of his hand, called for his retinue, and said, "remember to him that Copernicus owes me thirteen fingers."

"Pythagoras, don't you cut off his fingers?" asked the shop owner in surprise

Pythagoras replied lightly: "according to the law, he should be cut off his finger, but also according to the law, he is my property, and there is no dispute with others. I can decide when to cut off his finger. Don't you see that I have written it down?"

"But how can a person have thirteen fingers? He has only ten fingers, and you have already recorded thirteen."

Pythagoras sneered: "ignorant and cruel man, you are greedy for the tyranny of others, which blinds the true knowledge. Mathematically speaking, there's nothing wrong with this. He has ten fingers. He cuts off 13 and leaves three negative. This is just a negative number If you don't understand, Copernicus, explain it

Copernicus explained, "this shopkeeper, if you have ten gold coins and buy 13 gold coins, how many gold coins do you have left? It's not that there are none. Mathematically speaking, it's negative three. Do you understand? "

Here is the end of Aesop's story, and the last sentence is, "do you understand?" I don't know if anyone else understood. Anyway, Amun understood and couldn't help smiling. And Theo blinked and thought for a long time. Suddenly he realized: "write it down, Aesop owes a finger. I can decide when to cut it!"

At the same time, according to the provisions of the two laws, this is only a very simple evasive skill for the master to let go of the slaves, but the first person to come up with is a genius, and the person who has a good style is theo. Aesop saluted and said, "thank you for your kindness. Aesop is your property. Your fingers grow on Aesop, and it is your master's

The shopkeeper's face was a little dark, but he couldn't say anything to refute. Amun has been paid, and Theo has dealt with the aftermath and is ready to return to mengfeisi. They break up here and say goodbye. When he left, Amun saw Aesop set up his car outside. He went to greet him alone, thanking him for accompanying him to visit the city-state in the past two days. Finally, he asked, "Aesop, the story you just told just now, claiming to be an early experience, have you really met Pythagoras, the sage from afar?"

Aesop nodded respectfully, "yes, I did. I was very young at that time, and I was not a slave of Lord theo."

Amun: is it true that Pythagoras had seen gods and even knew the secrets of gods

Aesop quickly explained, "how can I know that? It's just a legend. The sage is very mysterious. There are many people around him who follow him. Some people say that he is the son of the gods, but the legend is just a legend. "

Amun gave a sigh of joy and asked, "where is this man now?"

Aesop pointed to the North: "starting from here, arriving at the sea, crossing the sea to the north, seeing the coast and going west, there is a peninsula surrounded by islands, where there are many city states, called the United Kingdom of hitton. The last time I heard of Pythagoras, he led his disciples to build a hermit Manor on the outskirts of Croton, called Pythagoras. "

Amun wrote down this place in his heart. If he had a chance to travel far in the future, he could go there and try to ask Pythagoras for advice. I remember that Aristotle, who helped himself out in Duke, was also from the kingdom of hitton, which was worth visiting.

He said thanks to Aesop. Aesop asked, "benefactor, just ask me a word. Why say thank you?"Amun: "because the information you said may be very useful to me."

Aesop said curiously, "are you interested in the secrets of the gods? If that is the case, I have a suggestion. "

Amun was surprised: "Oh, what do you suggest?"

Aesop pointed to the spire of the temple in the distance and said, "these are illusory legends, including the gods themselves. In this case, you might as well ask the gods themselves if they really appear in the world According to legend, gods will walk in the world in various identities, and even stand in front of you and talk to you

Amun laughed, and suddenly thought of the shepherd slave yinnanna in Mu Yun's incarnation. He said to Aesop with a smile: "thank you for your advice. I will consider it."

Aesop bowed deeply and said, "it was you who saved my life. Just now you gave me the opportunity to speak for myself. I haven't expressed my gratitude. Why do you want to say thank you to me again?"

Amun: the first time I saw you, you drank at me in the carriage and reminded me to hide. If I was just an ordinary passer-by, your drinking would save my life. In that case, I didn't save you, you saved me. When your own life is at stake, you have not forgotten to save the life of an innocent passer-by, so I want to say thank you Aesop, can I ask you another question? What is your deepest desire

Aesop answered two words very seriously: "freedom."

Amun: freedom, do you want to get rid of slavery

Aesop: not exactly. Although I am a slave, I can fly freely with wings when I look up at the stars The freedom that I yearn for is that the body is free from the bondage of things and the heart is free from the bondage of desire

I didn't expect a slave to say such a thing. Amun was surprised and said with a smile: "I'm afraid only gods can understand the freedom you mentioned. I'd like to thank you again Aesop, take good care of yourself. Maybe one day you will reach the other side of freedom. "

Amun wanted to buy the slave, and perhaps he could try to give him the status of a free people. On the one hand, Theo may not be willing to sell it. On the other hand, it is really inconvenient for him to take a slave to live in Egypt. So he had to give up his mind for the time being and wait for a chance to talk about it later.

After leaving, Amun went back to the inn to pack up his things and went straight to rod Dick's mansion in the east of the city. He came to the gate keeper of the luxurious city Lord's house and said, "I come from afar. I have something important to see Lord rod Dick."

In front of the house stood four men who looked like gatekeepers, and beside them were six guards with distinctive armor. Amun did not know who to look for, so he asked the nearest one to him. The man bowed his head and glanced at Amun: "if you have something to do, you can go to the city offices and apply for it. Do not stay here at will. Come to see the Lord of the city if you have something to do. Do you want to do anything else? "

I'm afraid that if rod's busy, he'll be bothered by anything. Amun politely explained: "my business is both public and private. I'm afraid the city-state offices can't handle it. I have to see the Lord of Dick himself. It's very important. Please inform me."

The other three gatekeepers also came up and said, "foreigners, do you understand the rules? Do you see the city Lord when you see it? Lord Dick is not at home! Even if you are at home, you should inform the concierge so that you can wait. If you really have something important to do, we dare not delay it. Please make it clear and show your credentials. "

Another person reminded in a low voice: "we can let you wait outside the door. When the adult returns to the mansion, the second housekeeper of the porter will inform you. If the adult wishes to give advice, he will call you in But if small things disturb the rest of adults and adults get angry, we will all be reprimanded. Do we have to comfort ourselves and work hard? "

Amun had no experience of meeting a big man like rod Dick, and of course he didn't come to see people who wanted to see him. If it is a distinguished guest, please go to the special waiting room for a rest first. After the announcement, Lord Dick will receive it. Ordinary strangers visit, if there is something, they have to wait outside the door, let the porter to report. If nothing interferes with the rest of the adults, the porter will also be reprimanded, so the man suggested that Amun give some bribes, so they can be flexible.

I don't know if Amun understood it. The man was about to reach out after saying this, but he found that Amun had already turned around and left. He couldn't help scolding at the back: "where's the wild boy? Run to the city Lord's gate to make trouble and have fun

Amun was not reluctant to bribe the gatekeeper, but the experience in front of the house made him change his mind. The mansion is deep, and once he goes in, the consequences will be unpredictable. He was not sure whether rod Dick could be trusted or not, and Nero's remains were very precious. If the Lord of the city had any other idea, he would have been in trouble to detain him on the spot?

It was not that he had never suffered such a loss before, and amon could deal with several accidents, but in rod Dick's house, he could not escape with his skill.

Amun turned around and went to Horus temple in the center of the city-state. In recent days, he had made clear that rod Dick, as the chief god of the promontory City, presided over the activities of offering sacrifices to gods every month. Citizens in the city could visit and worship outside the temple hall. Today, he was just in time. He originally wanted to wait for rod dick to go home outside the house. Now he plans to go directly to the temple square and take out Nero's staff in public.When Amun arrived at the square, the sacrifice was over. Several priests were standing on the steps, and the crowd like tide was coming out from the large stone pillars in front of the temple door. Rod dick with his entourage boarded the carriage, with a guard of honor in front of him. The crowd automatically backed away to make way for the Lord of the city. He had planned to go back to his house.

Just then, a voice called out, "Lord rod Dick, I come to return the staff and relics of Nero, the great magician, according to the last words of Lord Nero, the former God of the promontory city."

The voice was so loud that even the priests standing on the high steps heard it. All of them were surprised. They looked at the direction of the voice curiously. Some people asked the onlookers in a low voice, "who is Nero?"

Another person explained: "Nero was the chief god of the city-state more than 30 years ago. He was a great magician. It is said that he has died for his country What's the matter? After so many years, someone has returned Lord Nero's staff! "

Before Lord rod Dick's guard, where the crowd was separated, there was a young man standing still, holding a staff in his hand. He was the one who had just called. Someone stopped the convoy and raised his staff. The warriors of the guard drew out their weapons. But for what Amun had just said, the guards would have taken him down.

Rod Dick's carriage stopped, and he lifted the curtain and came down with two men, all of whom Amun had seen, Fayol Judas, the clerk, and Aristotle, his aide. As soon as Amun saw rod Dick coming out, he saluted on one knee, raised his staff above his head with his hands flat, and made a gesture of offering. The guards breathed a sigh of relief.

The crowd separated into a circular open space between rod Dick's motorcade and Amun, and several Temple priests on the high steps trotted over.

Aristotle was familiar with Amun at the first sight, but he could not remember where he had seen him. The figure of a-mong, who had grown up for two years, has not changed his appearance.

Rod Dick was about to go over to inquire, but Fayol Judas pulled him and said, "your honor, be careful. First find out the situation. What if it's an assassin?"

Aristotle took the hem of his robe, separated the guard, and went to Amun. He asked kindly, "young man, what's the matter with you standing in front of the chariot of the Lord of the city?"

Amun said in a loud voice, "as I said just now, according to the last words of Nero, the former God of the city-state, I will return his staff and relics. It is said that this staff contains the information left by Lord Nero. Please check it with Lord Dick."

Aristotle reached for the staff and asked, "what's your name and how did you get the remains of Lord Nero?"

Amun: "I'm a hunter in the mountains. My name is Amun. When I was chasing the prey, I found the handwriting written in the cave. It was left by Nero, the former chief deity of the promontory city-state. He hoped that someone would find his relics and send them back to the promontory city-state. He would return the staff to the temple, return the relics to the family, and promise a reward. To travel through the desert to complete my wish

"Amen? Your name is amon Aristotle was a little stunned. He seemed to think of something, but he didn't say much. He took the staff and walked back.

Several Temple priests had already run down the long steps to rod Dick's side. An old priest looked at Aristotle's staff, and his excited voice trembled: "this, this, this is really the staff of the Lord of the promontory city! Thirty years ago, Lord Nero never came back with it. I didn't expect to see you again! "

This staff is made of yellowish brown wood. It is very strong and durable, and there is no sign of decay at all. On the top of it is inlaid with a pupil of the earth. I don't know how it was made. The pupil of the earth seems to grow naturally in the wood grain and is wrapped up with only a few sharp corners.

The onlookers could see it clearly. Anyone who had seen it could recognize that it was the staff that Nero had used. The stranger who had come all the way did not lie. Rod Dick took the staff, but his hands trembled with excitement. This staff belongs to the temple of the promontory city state, and only the previous Lord gods are qualified to hold it.

After Nero's disappearance, the staff was also lost. The next God was old dick, the father of rod Dick. A few years ago, rod Dick succeeded him. Although he found another craftsman to make the staff, it was not as precious as the staff handed down in the past. Never thought it came back today. Is it a gift from the gods?

It was sent back to the promontory city by a stranger, and rod Dick took it in front of the crowd. In front of this temple door, its symbolic significance is extremely important!

Rod Dick, who had lived in officialdom for a long time, was quick to respond. He took the staff and raised his hands over his head. He turned and knelt down in the direction of the temple and saluted: "thank Horus! Thank the great gods! Under your guidance, the staff of the gods of all ages has returned to the city-state! "

As soon as the Lord of the city knelt down, everyone turned around and knelt down. There was no one standing in the huge square for a moment. People are thanking the gods, the voices of thousands of people together, like the mountains and the sea. Seeing this scene, Amun knew that he had done the right thing. It was the best choice to return the staff in public on this occasion.But when he heard the cry of thanks from all the people, he could not help feeling funny. Were these people thanking Horus or Amun?

**

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!