Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 13: Hera wedding celebration

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Daves suppressed his excitement and said to Mariji: "Now the city-states are distressed by the lack of money in the treasury, and you just came back. As a commercial officer of Amendorara, there is almost no change to Amendorara. The state of trade, it is your duty to increase taxes for the treasury! I hope you will investigate the city-states and think hard, and come up with a good plan!"

"I will do my best!" Mariji showed an eager expression.

"Also--" Davers just stopped speaking: I'll talk about the proposal of marriage in a few days, after all, Mariji has just returned.

Maliji saw that Daves did not speak any more, and did not dare to ask, so he said: "Yes, sir. Two people from the Pythagorean school of Tarantum came with the ship Amendorara. , Said I was invited by you."

Davers hurriedly asked: "Where are they now?"

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

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Soon, Daves met people from the Pythagorean school in his house: one named Matikoris and the other named Mento Tike Els, both of them looked young. , Should not be over thirty years old.

Therefore, Davers, who had just returned home, smiled and said, "You look so young!"

These words annoyed Matticulis. He said loudly: "Mathematics is not based on age to judge the level. No one can compare my quick calculation in Tarantum! You think I am willing to Did you come to this remote town?"

Davers smiled: "You see that I am not a consul at a young age. If I look down on your young age, don't I also look down on myself?!"

Maticoris was taken aback.

"On the contrary, I am very happy that all the young people from the Pythagorean school are young people. Because they are young, they are energetic; because they are young, they are ambitious; because they are young, they dare to break the rules and think about their predecessors. I can't think of it! This is especially important in the academic field, isn't it?!" Davers said passionately.

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

Maticoris muttered embarrassedly: "What you said makes sense..."

"Don’t worry! I will strongly support the development of your school in Amendorara. I will provide you with a large residence for free for you to live in and give lectures. As long as you don’t violate the laws of Amendorara, you You can develop your students in Amendorara without any restrictions. I believe that with your abilities, you will create brilliant careers in Amendorara that your classmates in Tarantum could not create! Make up for you Pythagoras’ regret!"

Daves’ promise and encouragement ignited the passion of the two young people. After they saluted Daves respectfully, they asked Daves to send them to the house. They wanted to take a break and start immediately. jobs.

Of course Daves can't ask for it. When the two walked away, he could still hear Matikoris' voice: "That consul is not bad! It is really good! Than Tarantum..."

"Maticoris, keep your voice down, it's still in someone else's house!"

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Daves couldn't help laughing as he listened.

"Do you really intend to fully support the development of the Pythagorean School in Amendorara?!" Kristoya walked out of the side house, put her hand on Davers's shoulder, and said with some worry: "I I heard that the Pythagoras school has a bad reputation. They act secretively and do not respect the gods. Instead, they think that everything is made up of "numbers"... Previously, there were conflicts with citizens' assemblies and councils in various cities in Great Greece. , So no one welcomes it!"

Daves smiled indifferently: "What does this have to do, aren’t we Greeks accustomed to the harmony between man and God! There will be no such thing as the Egyptians being completely ruled by the gods. Will be put to death. 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. This is why their school cannot grow. And they are. Against democracy!"

"Oh..." Kristonia's eyes flowed: "Do you think they will support you?"

"What impact does their support have on me!" Davers shrugged and said, "But at least it means that they won't be a big trouble. Also, don't think that they only study mathematics. They have an influence on philosophy and music. , Art... all have in-depth research. There is another area of ​​interest to you, academically they advocate equality between men and women."

"Really?" Christia asked in surprise.

"Of course it is true. It is said that Pythagoras’s wife is his student. This is what Archita said." Daves smiled: "With their move in, your bank will be in the future. There is no shortage of employees who can keep accounts."

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

“Of course it’s not possible to teach disciples in the way the Pythagorean school is now. However, after these two young people hit the wall, I don’t believe they will make changes.” Daves said confidently.

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In the early morning, wild flowers bloomed on the Amendola Mountain, colorful, and a romantic sea of ​​flowers, among which purple thyme is mostly, swaying in the mountain breeze, spreading the rich fragrance all over the city.

A couple of men and women dressed up, come out of their respective houses and gather in the square...

More than 1,500 newlyweds have turned a small square into a joyous crowd. The morning light shone on their happy smiling faces, while their gazes were focused on the central platform: there stood a statue of Hera raised from the Hera Temple in Metapontum, with the goddess holding the right hand. The stick, twisting the corner of his left hand lightly, with a kind smile on his face, faced the newlyweds in the audience.

Several priestesses in white robes danced around the statue, dancing sacred dances and singing carols...

After the ceremony, the High Priest Hera spoke to the countless newcomers in the audience with her clear and penetrating voice: "Today is a beautiful day, and the Great God Hera will witness your happy union here. The Greeks cherish family most. A happy marriage is a sign of a prosperous family and the cornerstone of a stable city!..."

The high priest stepped forward and leaned forward and asked: "Hera entrusted me here to ask all the men present,'Are you willing to protect your wife from wind and rain? No matter how difficult it is, you will love her. Until the end of life?"

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

"Hera entrusted me to ask all the women present, ‘Are you willing to manage the family for your husband, raise children, and respect him no matter how difficult it is, until the end of life?"

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

The high priest smiled: "Now the newcomers can kiss each other!"

Daves and Christia, Geogris and Danya, Olivers and Mitra (due to the early arrival of the Hera priests of Metapontum yesterday afternoon, Dave Si hurried to kiss Marij, but he did not expect Marij to readily agree. In fact, Marij, who was influenced by the royal system in Persia, didn’t care much about Oliver’s reputation and wealth. What he cared about was Oliver’s name. Firth’s close friend, and Daves personally proposed marriage)...Countless couples of newlyweds stared affectionately and kissed sweetly...

When Stromboli was watching, he couldn't bear to look at it, but he whispered in protest: "This is against the Greek tradition, it's too vulgar! The Ombudsman... The Ombudsman should stop them!"

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

"'A happy marriage is a sign of a prosperous family and a solid foundation for a city-state.' This sentence makes sense!" Raphaas also exclaimed.

"Hera's sacrificial ceremony I have never seen before." Cornelus was a little puzzled.

"I heard that it was the Archon rushing to the high priest's residence at night, and the decision was made together. It must be the Archon’s idea." Protcilaus said guessingly.

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

"Great God Hera bless you!" The high priest said piously with his hands fists to the sky.

Several priestesses began to throw holy water down the stage, and the newcomers also sang Hera chants religiously.

As soon as the marriage ceremony ended, the firefighters on the sidelines, carrying a crock full of water, began to pour clear water into the arena. Although they were notified in advance, the women still screamed and hid in the arms of their men. , And while the men were protecting their wives, they were also going to **** firefighters’ crock pots. The whole venue screamed continuously and the scene was lively and lively...

"It's so interesting! It's so interesting!" Plotsilaus suddenly turned and ran back with a look of excitement.

"Why are you going?" asked Tritodmus.

"Go back and get the crock of water!" Protesinus ran without looking back.

"Take a crock?" Tritod Moss was taken aback, and immediately understood. Seeing the excitement on the court, he was also heartened, and shouted: "Get a few more crocks!"

"Yes, take a few more!" Scombras was also innocent, and at the same time he lamented: "Unfortunately I got married early!"

"Amendorara hasn't been so lively for a long time!" Raphaas exclaimed.

Stromboli was touched by this sentence, watching the mist rising in the field, condensing into a rainbow of seven colors in the sun, and stopped complaining for a while, muttering: "Not this day every year in the future. Will such a celebration be held?!"