Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"We don’t have any other cities in Crotone. It’s a bit wasteful to use the money of the Treasury to set up a mail truck to deliver letters. If... Asprostum still belongs to us, we can consider it. But in that case, we Roads and bridges have to be built like this." Stacips stomped.Indeed, the uneven dirt road inside Crotot can easily let the carriage fall apart.

"Asprostum!" Speaking of this, it was the pain in the hearts of the people of Crotone. Nick Stratus grunted and cursed angrily: "All blame the incompetence of the deliberations! You know , A few years ago it still belonged to our Croton Plains, it was all fertile land! Now it’s all belonged to the Dionysians..."

"We should leave, otherwise we will not be able to catch Crimea to rest tonight!" Stacipus turned the subject and reminded the two of them.

"How far is it from Crimea?" Nick Stratus asked, rubbing his thigh, and he was tired when he didn't come out often.

Stacips stood up, looked closely, and said in front of his finger: "Lucasus, you go to see the stone monument. How far is it to Crimea?"

"Is there a distance carved on the stele?" Lucasus walked over in doubt.

After a while, he pointed to the stele and shouted, "Crimisa 20, is this?"

"Yes."

"And... the next line engraved a small house and wrote 5 miles, what does it mean?"

"That means there is a post in the front five miles, which can provide short rest, food and even accommodation." A pedestrian beside Lucasus replied.

"Oh, thank you!" Lucasus thanked busyly and politely.

"Are you doctors?" the man asked with a smile as he saw the medical kit he was carrying.

"Yes, I went to Turiri with my teacher to attend a...uh...medical forum."

"Dionia's doctors are superbly medical, and they are blessed by Pluto, and they can save the dying people. You go to study, but you have found the right place!" The man's expression was clear: "It's coincidence! I also go Turiri."

Nick Stratus was uncomfortable with the man’s words, and he stood up: “Let’s go, we have to hurry.”

A group of people walked on the sidewalk.

Outside the sidewalk is a field of wheat that is being cultivated, just like what you saw before.The difference is that the diversion canals are criss-crossed, wider and deeper; and the slaves have a higher enthusiasm for labor. They even sing loudly in their labors. Not only did their masters not stop it, some even sang in harmony.Compared with the sluggish Muna of the Crotone slaves, the Dionysian slaves are more like normal people, and this is not an individual phenomenon, almost all the Dionysian slaves seen by Lucasus are in this state.

Lucasus doesn't quite understand this.He was born in a farm and knew the farmer's life well.Crotone farmers usually have one or two slaves, and they can’t afford any more. Because they need labor to do farm work, they rely heavily on slaves, so unlike the workshop owners in the city, they are desperately squeezing them, but Treat slaves as part of the family.

When Lucasus was a child, he had been carefully cared for by his family's slaves. He always thought that the old Thracian old man was more like a father than his father.

Crotone farmers are good enough to treat slaves. Are Dionyans better to slaves?Lucasus thought it was impossible. He wanted to consult Stacips, but turned his head to see Nick Stratus discussing medical issues with Stacipus, so he had to give it up temporarily.

In the corner of his eyes, he just glanced at the man who had spoken before, not far behind them, and his heart slowed down: "My name is Lucasus, from Crotone. Thank you for your reminder."

"My name is Caldias, a Cyrillic." The man smiled gently: "I have been to Turri many times and I know more about Dionysia. What do you do not understand about this city-state alliance? , Just ask me."

The man seemed to see his thoughts, and Lucasus shyly asked, "I don't understand why these slaves are so happy?"

Kardias followed the fingers of Lucasus and saw the slaves singing in the wheat field. He thought about it and said a sentence: "That's because they have hope."

"hope?"

Caldias's expression became solemn and his voice was low and long: "The great Pluto once said,'Everyone's destiny is different, some are born rich, some are born poor, some unfortunately become slaves, some are lucky to become nobles, but As long as you always have good intentions and don’t give up your efforts, until the end of life and the judgment of hell, facing the fair and unselfish golden balance, the status and wealth in life are just illusions, and truly determine that everyone’s soul is going to the beautiful Elysee. Or is it a terrible hell? It is what you do in your life. The good will go to Elysee, the evil will go to hell, the hard-working will enjoy the music and food, and the hard-working and evil labor will always have hard labor..."

Lycasus was dumbfounded: "You...you mean...these slaves worked so enthusiastically to enter the Elysee in the future?"

"It's not entirely because of this." Caldias said softly: "The Dionysian Davos, who had the blood of Hades, was inspired by the Father and passed a bill in the Senate. At the Diss celebration, the city-state slaves who performed well in the past will be given freedom.' And Daves will also perform freely on the day of the slaves he owns. Because Daves is deeply loved by the Dionysian people Under the influence of the consul, they will also consider giving freedom to private slaves who contribute to the family if they have the power to spare...

I remember that last year a Nubian slave was sent by his master to the port market to buy goods. Two drowning children were rescued in the Kekradi River. Not only the father of the child was willing to pay for his redemption, the people all over the city Unanimously demanded its freedom... so you see that Dionysia has such an atmosphere, can these slaves not express themselves desperately!"

Lucasus nodded, although Crotone also gave slaves freedom, but never made a bill like Dionysia, and the release of slaves was so frequent and so many.

In fact, there is another reason that Caldias does not understand well: although the age composition of Dionyan citizens and reserve citizens is mainly young and middle-aged (due to the large number of Dioria’s acceptance of immigrants), citizens must participate in the military The training times are more than ten times that of Crotone, and they also have to undertake some garrison tasks. They do not have more energy and time to take care of their land, rely more on slaves, so they are not only regarded as a member of the family, It also gives it more autonomy to work, which is more conducive to exerting the enthusiasm of the slaves.

"In the past two years, the slaves of Silitin have escaped from time to time to Knapitia, precisely for this reason." Caldias added.

"Ah... we also had a large-scale slave flight in Crotone!" Lucasus remembered: "But instead of running to Knapetia, it was not far from Crotone. Sproustum. At that time we also opened a civic conference and sent people to protest against Asprostum, asking for the return of the escaped slaves, and they will soon escort the slaves back..."

"If Silitine and Crotone do not make changes on the issue of slaves, such things will be inevitable in the future." Caldias sighed and said, as a Silitian, he does not seem to be worried about this, but is somewhat happy. See its success.

Of course, the young Lucasus didn’t think so much, and he asked another question in doubt: “Oh, you just said...the words that Hades Hades said, how have I never heard of it? ?"

"About the gods, you haven't heard too many things." Kardias' eyes flashed: "You must know that the god Zeus and his brothers and sisters jointly overthrow their father God Clo North, when he wants to divide up his father’s power again, as the eldest brother, Hades can choose sky or sea as his god domain, but he prefers to choose dark and wet hell to live underground for the weak human soul Created a fair and unselfish dwelling, and ensured the stability of the world on earth, isn't he great!"

"Is it... is that true?" Lucasus said suspiciously: "Everyone knows that Hades is forced to helplessly choose hell."

"Have you ever thought about who passed on the facts you know?... Without the permission of Zeus, the master of the gods, how could such hidden things be known to ordinary human beings? Zeus rules Austria. The gods of limpis, of course, he will make the content of the rumor beneficial to himself. Hades, the Pluto, has an introverted character and a somewhat gloomy appearance. The Greeks did not like him, so they believed that rumor." Caldias said seriously. : "But in fact, among the several main gods, Hades is the most loyal to his duties and defends his duty. Zeus, a dissolute and capricious; Poseidon, violent and merciless; Ares, crazy bloody; Hermo Sis, fooling around; Hevistos, drunk and messy; Apollo, proud and insidious... Only Hades, have you heard of anything bad about him?"

After hearing Lydias's words, Lucasus felt that his brain was a little dazed. He covered his forehead and said for a long time: "He... he robbed Demeter's daughter Palsefone to be his wife. "

Caldias's expression of "I knew you would say this", he explained seriously: "The poor underground environment makes no goddess willing to go, Hades has no way, so he has to use the way of robbing I married a wife myself."

Note:

The description of the road stele in this chapter does not come from a modern concept. In the early period of the Roman Empire, there was a humanized design of the road stele. It is very similar to the current signage. The Roman merchants also sold an iron water cup for long-distance travel Of travelers, with detailed road maps of various provinces engraved on it, to facilitate travel.

In the previous chapter, Darius and Atosha were not related by blood, but Cyrus’s son Cambyses, in order to ensure that the noble blood of Cyrus was not contaminated, did indeed marry his two sisters, Atosha and Roxanne.After Persia was in chaos, Darius won the Persian regime by his horseman, and he took over the sister queens, making his throne more orthodox.The next Persian king, Xerxes, seemed to be born of Atosha.