To Four Thousand Years Later
v3 Chapter 118: The White City Aachen
"Is this Frank... Shaxier muttered: "This is Yashen? "His voice was full of surprise and astonishment.
Ordinarily, as Shapur, he shouldn't be so gaffe-he is an envoy sent by Sassan Persia to form an alliance with the Frankish king, a distinguished holy fire priest, and one of the four chief priests.
This means he is able to evoke life in fire. He can grant all fire a human form and simple wisdom, and he can also summon Ahura's angels from the holy fire. In Sa Ce, his status is second only to the Holy King and the Da Tiao Si. If the holy king is classified as the leader of the high priest, then Shapur is the top of the second class in the country. Being able to send someone of this level as a diplomatic envoy, the high priests thought they had given enough face. Presumably, as soon as Shapur arrived in Frank, King Solomon would accept the contract with them. Moreover, Shasir brought more than 300 people, an elephant decorated with jewels all over its head, and a whole ten carts of books—the reason why they did not bring gold and silver was because they were worried that King Solomon would be aroused, and these ten carts of books , the value is not much different from ten carts of gold and silver... At the same time, it will not cause the loss of Persia's national power, and it can also highlight Persia's cultural heritage.
Frank isn't a Goth, after all. They were not even the orthodox successors of the Romans. The chief exports of the Franks were timber, ores, and other materials, as well as wine and olives. Compared with the Goths who almost embrace the entire Mediterranean, their business culture is as elegant as a child's play house. In fact, today's Franks really don't have much Roman blood. Even though they haven't fought for a long time now, but they started their home by the northern barbarians who swallowed the well. In the separatist war that year, the Goths had a great advantage and took away basically all the important city-states during the Augustus period. And the whole of Solomonism. Compared with the Goths, whether it is Frank Wales or Carthage, they are nothing more than local nobles under separate regimes.
Not to mention that the city of Rome is in Gothic. Isn't this the best proof that we are the orthodox heirs of Rome?
Yachen used to be just a frontier fortress. They relied on the weapons and tactics of the Romans to defeat and conquer the barbarians, and obtained a large amount of labor and population. It also relied on Roman culture to integrate the looted with itself. It is true that the Goths are unique to the Franks, and giants are also one of the components of racial integration. These strong giants with an average height of nearly three meters are said to be descendants of gods. However, the giant king with infinite strength and invulnerability was also defeated and captured by the formed army. But the earliest Franks. Bloodlines are indeed noble. They are the direct descendants of "Tiberius the Whisperer" and belong to the last royalist faction of St. Augustine Federal State. And today's elder brother is actually...although it belongs to everyone's expectations.
On the cultural level, the Persians have a sense of superiority in front of them. Before the time of the wise king Solomon, the civilization of Persia existed and was inherited. Compared with Ke, who is hundreds of years shorter, they consider themselves "more civilized people". But after coming to Yashen. Shapur's sense of superiority gradually dissipated. The palace and towers are made of pure white marble, and the ground is so flat and clean that it seems to have been added. There was no blood or dirt on the ground, and the main street was covered with marble slabs in the middle, with two thin cobblestones on both sides. Further outside are two sycamores. After that came pebbles and marble slabs. In the segmentation of this street, Shaxier felt a sense of beauty in numbers. The ratio of the avenue in the middle to the trails on the outside of the boulevard, and the trails on each side to the greenery framed by two cobblestones on this side is basically the same.
This is exactly the "sacred division" learned by the Pythagorean school! All the people walk on the right side of the road, and there is no collision between people and vehicles, and it is not noisy. At each intersection, two guards in silver armor stood facing each other on both sides of the road, and those who wanted to live on the other side would pass in front of them. Shapoor first marveled at the beauty of this law, almost composing a poem on the spot. But when he realized what this meant, he couldn't help being terrified. King Solomon had such control over each of his subjects. Doesn't this mean that if the Franks came to a critical juncture, all the citizens would immediately turn into elites who strictly obeyed orders. What kind of power will they erupt? Under the guidance of a smiling Silver Iron Guard, they came to the palace. Shapur looked up from his horseback, as if bathed in the sun, miraculously burning thread-like flames, standing like a tower, white, huge... It felt that the magnificence and beauty were not something that should exist in the world. City of Pure White. City of Order.
City of Laws.
This is Shapur's impression of Yashen. His fear and fear of King Solomon also deepened several layers. Ordering civilians to strictly abide by their own disciplines can be done if strict laws are imposed. But Shapur could clearly feel that the smiles on the faces of those Silver Iron Guards were undoubtedly real—could King Solomon control other people's minds? Shaxier's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt as if he had noticed the truth.
That's it, everything seems to make sense
Come in, my lord.
Sha Xier had just thought of quitting, and the old man who went to inform the king came out with a smile and said: Sha Xier restrained his anxiety and asked reservedly.
As an envoy, he didn't want to embarrass Persia because of his mistakes, or offend someone unconsciously. So what should be asked, should be asked clearly.
"My name is Tupin. I am a supervisor.
The old man calmly said in Persian: It is equivalent to your teacher over there. The difference is... I am His Majesty Solomon's teacher since he was a child, and now he is the head of the house.
Sharple was taken aback for a moment.
"Master Tupin, I am very sorry."
Shaxier hurriedly performed a priestly ceremony, hoping to make up for his sin of neglecting him before: "I was rude before. I hope you can bear more.
"It's all right, my lord.
But Tuping just shook his head with a smile, and repeated: "Please come in, Your Majesty is waiting inside.
Shapur nodded, thanked him again, pushed open the door and walked in. However, the moment he saw King Solomon, Shapur heard King Solomon groaning slightly behind him. The god-like deterrence dissipated immediately.
Unable to hold on, Shaxier fell to his knees directly on the ground, his back and forehead instantly drenched in cold sweat. He had never felt so great even in the face of Ahura. It was like a giant light group, projected here through a magnifying glass, and it was so hot that his brain felt a sharp pain.
He looked up in panic. But he immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly lowered his head and bowed down. I felt something was wrong again. If I struggled to lift my upper body up, I felt my back was sore.
Shapur was startled and frightened, and all the previous thoughts had completely dissipated. In his mind, there was only one thought left: ... who is this "King Solomon"?