Chapter 11 Conspiracy and Marriage Day

And Stasipus and Nick Stratus looked at each other with shock in their eyes. [Full text reading] When Nick Stratus looked back at the group of people who were still arguing in the kiosk, the feeling in his heart was naturally very different from before.

He turned his head, looked at Stacey Cordas walking in front, pulled Stacepus, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this man? You respect him so much."

"He is the hospital of the medical school in the Dionysian Academy... um... the vice president. Not only is he highly skilled in medicine, but he is also very knowledgeable!" Stacypus praised in a low voice.

"Higher medical skills? How is it better than you?" Nick Stratus didn't care about the other's position, only the actual medical skills.

"I can't compare with him at all. The difference is like a child and an adult. You will know after you have seen the patients he treated and listened to his speech." Stacypus said sincerely.

Nick Stratus was completely stunned. He realized that his medical skills were almost the same as that of Stasipus. Is this humble middle-aged man really so powerful? !

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At night, in a village outside the city of Turii, in a house in the village, after dinner, Tratus asked his wife to pour a glass of wine and sat alone in the yard, sipping tea while looking at Starry sky pondered, watching from time to time the slave was cleaning farm implements in the yard, while the sound of his son's chanting came from the house with the oil lamp lit...

How pleasant is this life! Thinking back to who he was a few years ago, Tratus can't help but be thankful that he made the right choice. He betrayed Crotone. Speaking of which, he still feels a little guilty in his heart, but he has done many things for Crotone and Miron, including risking his life, lurking near Knapetia and obtaining important information , made an important contribution for Crotone to assist Trina in repelling the Brutians... But his life was always difficult until he was turned against by Aristillas. After Davos defeated Crotone, he fulfilled his As promised, he brought back his wife and children safely. From then on, he began to live in Turii, while officially joining the mountain reconnaissance team under the arrangement of Davos, accumulating military exploits; at the same time, he secretly served for Aristi. Russ worked, serving the Archons.

Until last year, he finally officially became a Dionysian citizen and obtained the "land" that every Greek dreams of. At the same time, his children also entered the Dionysian school, and the family also bought two slaves , responsible for the work in the fields... All this happy life comes from his making a correct choice.

Thinking of this, he felt that he should pray to Hades. You must know that he was often troubled by guilt at first, and even couldn't sleep at night. He finally listened to Aristillas's advice and went to the confessional room of the Temple of Hades, and was gradually relieved.

Just as he devoutly recited the Hades hymn,

There was a knock on the door, and the knock was rhythmic.

"Who?" Tratus hurried to the door and whispered.

"Tratus, it's me!" A low voice came from outside the door, but it was particularly clear in the silent night.

It is the voice of Aristillas! Tratus was startled. Usually, Aristillas, as his superior, always told him to go to his residence to report the situation and assign tasks, and never went to Tratus's house in person, let alone at night.

He hurriedly opened the door, and by the moonlight, the lanky figure of Aristillas appeared in front of him.

Aristillas glanced solemnly at the yard behind Tratus, then walked in softly.

Tratus hurriedly closed the door softly, and made an excuse to drive the slave to rest.

Aristillas stood silently in the corner of the yard, the walls and the tall willow trees blocking the moonlight, so that his figure was completely shrouded in darkness.

Tratus got things in order and rushed over to receive orders at once.

Aristillas didn't talk nonsense, and said in a blunt whisper: "Your Excellency has an order, the matter you are responsible for can begin to act."

Tratus's heart tensed again. The "lord" that Aristillas referred to would only be the first Dionysian who made him both fearful and grateful.

Then, he became excited again: "Boss, where should we start better?!"

The two whispered for a while.

After watching Aristillas leave, Tratus couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, and suddenly slammed his palms together, "Crack!" In the dark night, clear applause greeted his wife and shouted from the room: "Trattus?! "

"It's okay, you go to bed first!" Tratus said to comfort her, while telling himself: Calm down! calm! Although this is an opportunity to make great achievements, this matter is of great importance, and it involves many people, either high-ranking or very wealthy. You must be careful... Think about it carefully... Think about it... The entire implementation process has Nothing wrong?

So, Tratus, with his hands behind his back, wandered while thinking, and turned around in the yard for most of the night...

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In the early morning of the second day, the sky was blue and the temperature was suitable, which was a good weather for traveling.

The residents of Turii got up early, washed and dine, placed flowers in front of their homes, and sprinkled the streets with clean water. Then the men dressed neatly, and the women dressed up in their flamboyant attire, rushed out of the east gate in pairs.

The temple of Hera in Turii was built two years ago, mainly because the Dionysian Marriage Festival became more and more grand and influential. However, there is no Hera Temple in Turiyi City. Every time before the marriage festival, you have to go to Heraklia to invite Hera priests, and the venue of the festival can only be in Victory Square, which is a bit nondescript and not in line with Dio The identity of the Nia Alliance Center. Therefore, in response to the needs of the people and the development of the city, the Senate approved the construction of the Temple of Hera.

However, the cost of building the temple was not paid from the national treasury. At that time, the money of the national treasury was used for various infrastructures, and it was already stretched. It was a generous donation from the consul Davos. Due to his example, he also received donations from many elders of the senate and some businessmen one after another, so that the temple of Hera was completed after more than a year of construction.

At that time, the address of the Temple of Hera was also considered a lot, because after the Brut War, the political situation of Dionia was stable. After several years of rapid development, the number of citizens in the city of Turii increased sharply, and there was not enough space to accommodate it. A new temple complex can only be built outside the city, which is also the reason why the Senate began to put the issue of the expansion of the city of Turii on its agenda.

Contrary to the Greek tradition of building temples on high places, the Dionians built the temple of Hera in Turii on the banks of the Krati River outside the city, on the flat ground between Turii and the port. on the land.

In the early morning, the people of Dionia gathered from all directions to the Temple of Hera to participate in this annual festival.

The sun in the sky has not yet begun to emit its brilliance, and the outside of the Temple of Hera is already crowded with people, which greatly increases the pressure on the patrol team responsible for maintaining order.

At the same time, due to the fact that nearly 500 engaged couples have participated in the blessing this year, the temples of the two gods on both sides in front of the Great Temple of Hera, the goddess of seasons Oyas and the goddess of rainbows, were crowded with newcomers.

Just when the people outside the temple square were crowded and tossed to death, they vaguely heard the bell from the southwest direction, from the city of Turii, and then a strong sound, they knew that the bell sounded. From the huge bell cast by four tons of bronze in the Temple of Hades, it rang nine times in a row.

"One! Two! Three!..." Then the people chimed in unison, counting to nine (in folklore, Hades' birthday was September 9th, so Dionia not only The annual Hades celebration was changed to September 9th, and the temple bells of Hades were tolled nine times for every major celebration).

The celebration is about to begin! The people of Dionia cheered up. As for why the Temple of Hades, as Hades, could announce the beginning of the celebration of the goddess Hera, the people of Dionia had long since ignored such questions and had become accustomed to it. In the past five years, the unremitting efforts of Plessinas and his subordinates have made the Dionysians regard Hades as the patron saint of the alliance, the giver of Dionysian stability and prosperity!

The people began to stir, because they saw groups of musicians holding lyres, flutes, brass horns, leather drums... coming under the steps in front of the temple, standing in neat rows. A dozen priestesses in white robes walked out of the temple, standing in front of the platform.

When the pleasant music played, the noise also weakened. The priestesses began to chant in unison, but not for Hera, but for her daughter, Hebe, the goddess of youth, so the new hymn was cheerful and lively.

Along with the singing, in the temple of Hebe, the goddess of youth, another temple on the front side of the temple, dozens of young girls stepped into the square with light dance steps, danced gracefully with the beautiful singing, and changed various queues and shapes from time to time.

Since the spectacular and magnificent theatrical dance shocked the people of Dionia at the inauguration ceremony of the Temple of Hades, a new art form has also been opened up, and the priests of the temples have used it as a god. One of the ceremonies necessary for the Gion festival.

Looking at the cheerful dance of the girls in the square and listening to the music with a slightly stronger rhythm, many girls outside the venue couldn't help but start to twist their waists...

After a Heber ode, the maidens stepped back, sons and daughters, while the priestesses on the temple platform made a soft resonance, like the sound of heaven.

The people all stood on tiptoe and looked at the temple one after another. They knew: It's time for the Lord to appear!

A woman walked out of the temple, dressed in a plain white robe, wearing a pomegranate branch wreath on her head, holding a torch lit by a long-bright oil lamp in the temple, with a solemn demeanor and a calm demeanor. The human being is transformed by the goddess of Hera, which was meticulously sculpted by a famous teacher, and is so holy that there is no trace of blasphemy in life.