Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 505: In line with the heart

Troy Palace

The slaves in the palace were busy, Priam groaned, tapped his finger on the marble throne, and asked: "Do you want to bribe the cities?"

"Father, it's not a bribe. A bribe is not a bribe." Pei Ziyun didn't pretend to be too much, but directly pierced into the real topic: "You once said that the more friends the better, the enemy must have a choice." /

"I don’t expect to change the position of those Greek city-states. They are Greeks after all. They really want to buy it. We can’t even move all the treasury. The appetite of bribes is getting bigger and bigger, and no one will be satisfied. , So no real allies can be bought."

"...Yes." Priam nodded thoughtfully, looked at the young son, and waited for Prince Paris to continue. He became more and more satisfied with this son.

"But having more friends is not a bad thing."

"Even if the response is a little slower, and the number of troops sent is a little less, the accumulation, a dozen or dozens of city-states, is not a small number, and it can even change the entire battle."

"So, I will visit the city-states along the way, and use the appropriate gold and the appropriate friendship to win the appropriate friends."

That's what Pei Ziyun meant. Speaking of speaking here, a city-state has one more or one hundred less team. It doesn't seem to be much, but when added up, the number is quite impressive.

"Very well, you have a good idea." Priam straightened up and said, "Well, I will open my warehouse and give you gold and bronze to carry out your plan."

"I will sacrifice to the great Zeus, and may God protect you."

Mount Olympus

Zeus, who toasted and drank the **** pulp, could hardly hear Nymph’s singing, and stretched out his hand to brush across the thick **** clouds, making the dialogue in the Troy Palace of the Lower Realm clearer. For a long time, he muttered: "What a chance! "

"Too much in line with my intentions, even I feel that fate takes advantage of my wishes."

There is no doubt that Prince Paris’s activities have changed some scripts, but compared to the original script, this is more in line with Zeus’s intentions.

Zeus couldn't help but fell into thought.

Port

A large sea-going ship slowly entered the port. A slightly thin man slowly got down on the ship. After careful identification, it was Gosne who had been in the Amazon for half a month.

After half a month of careful selection, Gusni finally completed his mission in Amazon and brought back a group of strong slaves for Prince Paris.

Just after getting off the boat, a servant who had been waiting came forward: "Is it Master Gusni? The prince told you not to go to the mansion, he will come directly."

"Well, I know." Gusnier said lightly.

His position next to Prince Paris is becoming clearer and clearer. Where Prince Paris is there, he is an obedient servant. Where Prince Paris is not present, he is responsible for helping Prince Paris. His "steward", to the people below, his understanding is to maintain majesty at all times.

Gosnier got on the ship again and came to the **** slave cabin. The cabin was made into compartments, and every two slaves had a separate compartment.

In this era, sailing at sea is a very difficult task, and it is also prone to accidents. It is normal for ordinary slaves to die half due to crowded cabins and illnesses.

These are skilled slaves bought at a high price, and Gusni can’t bear any loss. Therefore, he is very concerned about the living environment of these slaves. There will be no one on the way back. The slave has an accident.

"Come, all come out, and Prince Paris will come to see you in person." Gusnie shouted, leading the slaves out of the cabin.

Look carefully, there are more than a dozen men and women, all of whom are strong and sturdy. It seems that Gusnier still spent a lot of effort to choose during his half month in Amazon.

The slaves got off the boat and stood in line. Gusni said: "Listen, this is no longer Amazon. No one here treats you as slaves. As long as you work hard, Prince Paris will not treat you badly. You guys."

"That's right." A voice came from a distance, full of breath.

Looking over, it was a young man with a soldier. Inside he was a white tunic, a leather armor, a belt made of bronze rings, and a dagger hanging—it was Prince Paris.

Gosne quickly said to the slave: "This is Prince Paris, your future master."

After finishing speaking, I went to Pei Ziyun and said: "Prince Paris, this time I have completed the task you gave me. It took me half a month to select carefully. You see, these slaves are all strong and physically strong. There are skilled seed slaves, and they are all descendants of the failed nobles in the Greek city-states."

"Of course, there is no such thing as a seed slave here."

Pei Ziyun listened and looked at these strong slaves who stood in a row. They were all extraordinarily strong, much better than the slaves he bought in Troy. He was very satisfied with the efficiency of Gusnier, tapping his belt with his fingers. , Saying: "Well, Gusnier, you did a good job this time."

Pei Ziyun gave Gesni a smile.

The slaves all bowed their heads in awe. In Amazon, disobedient people are dead.

Just listen to the master saying: "As long as you obey the order in the future, there will be no punishment. You will be rewarded if you perform meritorious service. It is not impossible to even gain freedom."

Some slaves heard that they could be free, and there was a glimmer in their dumb eyes.

Pei Ziyun nodded, waved his hand and said to the soldiers: "Take them down and arrange them well."

"Gosne, you accompany me to have a look."

"Okay, Prince Paris."

Gusnier thought that Prince Paris was going to check on the ship he came back. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He still did some extra things without telling Prince Paris. Now he still has him on the ship to buy it outside. Several boxes of goods returned.

Afterwards, I saw that Prince Paris did not get on the ship, but looked further away. Looking in this direction, I saw several warships moored in the port in the distance.

This time there is not only one warship, but seven ships, directly forming a fleet, and there are even a few warships that have soldiers intensively trained.

Pei Ziyun took Gusnier onto one of them, and the soldiers saluted when they saw that it was Prince Paris.

Gusnier followed Pei Ziyun into a room, and saw a young girl sitting in the room. This girl looked fourteen or five years old, and Gusni didn't care.

But I heard Pei Ziyun point: "This is Koselia, the current clerk. You will work together in the future."

Pei Ziyun looked at Koselia with a smile. Koselia has withstood the test in the past ten days, and now there are more than a dozen people under her hand.

Originally, he had already planned to arrange other tasks for her in case Koselia hadn't withstood the test. He didn't expect Koselia to have good abilities.

"Prince Paris, my respected master." Koselia saw Pei Ziyun coming in and said, bend.

"Keselia, this is the Gusnier I told you. I used to be a troubadour."

Keselia said to Gusni: "Dear Master Gusni, hello."

Gusnier originally thought that this girl was a slave girl, and did not pay much attention. At this time, he heard that she was a clerical instrument. Although he didn't know that Prince Paris had a clerical instrument, he immediately paid attention to it, smiling slightly: "Keselia!"

Pei Ziyun watched Gusnier and Koselia met, and said: "Gusnier, Koselia, the king has sent me to Greece and asked to leave immediately."

"Gesne, you are in charge of commerce and trade. I only give you one day to fill all three of my ships with cargo, and it will sail with the warship."

"Keselia, you are responsible for the documents recording the goods and expenses."

"It turned out to be a supervisor." Gusne thought to himself that he was in charge of commerce before, but no one had ever supervised him. He had the final say on how to implement it, the record of goods and the expenses, and now suddenly he added Kesaili. Ya came in, which disappointed him a bit, but this is also what aristocratic families should do.

"Okay, Prince Paris." Gusnier and Koselia responded.

"There is one more thing, Gusnier, you need to take it seriously for me." Pei Ziyun said.

Gusnier heard that Prince Paris had given him a separate task, so he straightened his waist and listened very seriously and carefully.

"I hope that whenever you go to a place, you will contact one or several local troubadours and establish a good relationship with them. Can you do it?" Pei Ziyun asked.

"If it's just a good relationship, if the prince can give me a lot of gold, it will definitely be done." Gusni replied confidently.

As a troubadour, he is very confident to find these troubadours and have a good relationship with them, because he knows exactly what these troubadours need, as long as Prince Paris provides him with gold.

Pei Ziyun smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, I will ask someone to send the gold later, and you can fill my ship with cargo now."

"Okay, Prince Paris, I'll retire first." After speaking, he walked out slowly.

Seeing Gesnier leaving, Pei Ziyun exhaled a long breath, and when she saw Koselia holding a pen and parchment about to go out, he hurriedly shouted: "Slow."

Keselia stopped and looked at Prince Paris with some doubts.

"Keselia, what are you going to do?"

"Prince Paris, didn't you say that you want me to record the goods and expenses that went with the warship? I'm going to record it." Corselle replied.

"Well, you don't have to be too hurry, let Gusnier wait, I have something to tell you."

Keselia blinked her eyes and looked at Prince Paris, waiting patiently for her command.

Pei Ziyun was silent for a while, and said, "When Gusnier gets in touch with the troubadours, you remember to write down the list, follow the list, write to them a letter every month, and send a gift once a year. These, It's all your future work."

"Okay~IndoMTL.com~Prince Paris." Koselia replied concisely.

Waiting for Koselia to withdraw and follow Gusnier, watching the two leaving behind, Pei Ziyun smiled at the corner of his eyes and looked at the map.

"Calcidisi, Anpheus, Rasia, Marathon, Athens-nothing else, Athens, I really want to see it."

"Dress, Crete, and Sparta will follow."

"In the middle, I have to go to Lower Los Island. Legend has it that this is the birthplace of Artemis and Apollo (apo11o). I have to sacrifice—it’s a long journey."

"By the way, I have to test the gods, or the true intentions of Zeus."

　　

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