My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 281 Internal Affairs of Macedonia

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Keiral said goodbye to Plato, and it was mid-December when he went south again.

Despite the fact that there are two people in Plato's estate who are reasonable and philosophical, it is undeniable that both have benefited greatly, while on Keralnam they were dragged by Plato for an olive oil meal, and after almost a dozen days Keral rushed down the road to Macedonia with a head mouse.

Olive oil is good, but the Greeks love olive oil so much, so far Kerall has a mouthful of olives in his mouth, which is really not suitable for a Chinese taste.

You know, it's not Greece that has desserts as its backing for future generations, and it's Greece that even stewed lamb with olive oil for more than a dozen days, so you can imagine what it's like to eat Kerall.

The eight main dishes of the Chinese people are so great inventions and traditions that anyone who has eaten meals from other countries, especially English, should know that.

So Kerall fled Greece and headed towards Macedonia.

Just like in Rome, Kerall intends to look into Macedonia's internal affairs before going back to see Aristotle.

Although it's okay to see Alexander directly in his capacity, he still has some doubts.

[Is it okay to go in so straight? This is during the war. Salty wrote that because she had no head, she had to wrap herself in a helmet. Instead, she made her suspicious. She waited directly outside in the woods for Kerall.

“No problem, just swing in, and as a blind spot for human thinking, I will proactively judge me as a normal person.” Kerall wrapped in a cashmere robe and could easily feel the cold air invasion as Macedonia continued on its way to the North Pole.

Although not comparable to Camelot, it is obviously much colder than Greece.

[Good luck] Salty didn't say anything, Kerall was the only person who could accept her and promised to help her find her head, so she didn't have any other thoughts.

“Well, city defense is good.” The castle in Macedonia is a standard square, circling along the mountain, then the tower, which resembles the Great Wall of the Emperor Qin.

The only difference is that Macedonia, which does not have such a good economy and a strong State, uses bricks as walls, uses clay.

In fact, the development of clay in Macedonia was already very strong at this time, and Greek and Macedonian sculptors had begun to use clay, and the clay had been mixed with Macedonian loess to make square bricks that were infinitely closer to the bricks of later generations.

These technologies were later lost in the war, but you can still see the traces from the relics of antiquity, and obviously there's absolutely nothing left to preserve for that long except the top quality.

The Macedonians made good use of the land and built a defense around the mountain, so that a large amount of land was plotted through it, and then the army just had to be stationed near the city walls, which would make it easier to build instead of having problems with people's lives.

It's wonderful to come up with this. Did Aristotle do it?

Surely there are things that you can't understand without seeing for yourself how thick the heavens are.

Keiral shook his head with emotion and slowly walked into the gateway to the city.

In fact, the so-called guards were not standing there to check on suspects, and by far the most onerous form of government was the introduction of city taxes and so on, and then they intimidated and intimidated those who were ill-advised.

Instead of interrupting the movement order, the city guards are looking at those who panic.

In the 1970s, one of the most effective ways for the United States to effectively curb crime was to catch people fleeing the subway. Because social surveys have found that most of the people who escape tickets on the subway are armed or have a record.

For two weeks, the atmosphere in New York, the United States, improved completely.

Obviously, the wonderful thing is that there is no need for more at the door, and the two guards are scanning enough to scare the hearts of the bad guys.

Obviously, a gentle, confident, smiling guy like Kerall was easily put in there for no reason.

He doesn't even have an account in Macedonia!

Of course, so is Camelot. There are so many Camelot businessmen, the so-called doorman is a setup, and Kerall is only 50 laughs and 100 laughs.

Minsheng, very good.

The men in robes carry the exquisite gods of the great kingdom, with high heads and chests, which only Roman nobility, Camelot's Red Leaf Ridge, has ever had.

That's nice.

A man who often triumphs can bring victory and benefit to his people.

As posterity goes online, the exit passport of a country says, "Whenever a country is your strong backing. Another country's passport says," Don't cause trouble in foreign countries. ”Whether true or false, this rumor alone makes it possible to see the difference between countries that often win wars and countries that often do not dare to fight them.

That's the difference.

The spirituality of a nation is not gained by the history of books, but by the strength and victory of a nation once and for all in the face of threats to other nations.

So the Camelos never compromise. It's Kerall's policy, and Macedonia is the same. Everyone is the leader of the Iron Blood and can exchange interests diplomatically, but never compromise!

“Bang, bang, bang, bang.” The sound of iron boots stepping on the slab was so crisp and familiar that Kerall had to step aside on his own.

It is clear that the people of Macedonia are well adapted to this problem.

Sitting on a wagon with two horses in it, Alexander's two meters tall wagon filled all the space of the wagon directly by himself, so this meant that he had to control the wagon himself, but Alexander enjoyed controlling the wagon very much, so he looked up to the right with two ropes and looked like a man.

“Oh, Kachanda, you know, every time I'm happiest, it's triumphant.” Alexander's voice is clear to ordinary people: "It is my greatest conquest to look at the smile and contentment of the people! Ha-ha-ha.” Even Kerall had to admit that Alexander's ambition and breast were the widest and most powerful of all emperors.

Its strength is spiritual and invincible.

He could wipe out Alexander's army, but he could not wipe out Alexander's ambition.

He is very powerful indeed.

But it's the kind of opponent that's funny, isn't it?

Kerall smiled.

After a circle around Macedonia City, Kerall came directly to Aristotle's residence.

“Hello, who are you?” Keiral's presentation of Plato's letter was warmly welcomed by Aristotle.

As a disciple of Plato, of course, he knew how wise and intelligent the teacher who was regarded by the Greeks as a clown was, and that was why he was never proud.

Think about it, people like him can be Alexander's bureaucrat, the prime minister, and the more intelligent ones like the teacher are willing to teach the students silently, never underestimate the heroes of the world.

Anyway, the person recommended by the teacher is absolutely no less intelligent than his wisdom. Such a person must definitely be well entertained.

Aristotle came to Kerall in this mood and personally entertained Kerall.

“This is a letter from your teacher.” Kerall smiled and handed Aristotle the parchment letter with a La Seal.

“Oh, thank you, please come in for a break.” Aristotle nodded himself, picking up the silver knife next to him and picking off the rags of parchment paper.

That's why a letter opener was created.

La, the knife is hard to get rid of after this thing is removed.

That's why rich people get a special letter opener.

And because of the sharpness of the letter opener, a lot of people will die in London in the future because of this, well, during the Industrial Revolution.

“My dear student Aristotle:

This time I introduce you to a genius rarely seen in a hundred years, whose wisdom I have only seen on my teacher Socrates, if you can, recommend it to the King of Macedonia on his behalf, now both Athens and Macedonia are in danger, and I believe such a wise man can bring light and victory to Macedonia. ”

This is absolutely Plato's greatest compliment, considering his teacher Socrates to be the wisest man in the world, and deeply regretting not having listened to his last wisdom before the teacher's death.

But now he praises the wisdom of the young man in front of him as much as Socrates!

That had to shock Aristotle.

Aristotle measured this young man up and down.

The man had a clear eyebrow and a long silver silk thread cut across his sides with a soft, straight cut, covering his ears, and his eyes were blocked by several silver threads that made it impossible to see the truth, but the curl of the book could not be blocked.

A tall nose beam with golden proportions of cheeks... Wait, is this guy, blind? It was not until now that Aristotle noticed that Kerall had acted like a normal person and had closed his eyes.

Likewise, when Aristotle had a large number of Kerals, Kerals was also seriously measuring Aristotle.

Aristotle retained the Greek-specific curly hair, but it had been depleted by years of hard labor. Around forty years of age, he had long led the right phase of his duties, making him look like an old man of sixty years, a goatee on his slender chin made him look some fairy wind bones, and even though he was not strong, he often held his chest up to do things, which was a sign of great confidence.

Aristotle also had the pride of following Alexander for a long time.

What an amazing guy, Alexander! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)