Troy Palace
The slaves in the palace were busy. Priam muttered to himself as he tapped his fingers on the marble throne. "You want to bribe the states?"
"Father, it's not a bribe. I can't bribe them." Pei Zi Yun did not pretend and went straight to the point. "You once said that the more friends we have, the better. We have to choose our enemies."
"I don't expect to change the stance of the Greek states. They are Greeks after all. If we really want to bribe them, we won't be able to do it even if we empty the treasury. The appetite of the bribed is getting bigger and bigger. No one will be satisfied. That's why we can't bribe true allies."
"… Yes." Priam nodded thoughtfully. He looked at his young son and waited for Prince Paris to continue. He was getting more and more satisfied with this son.
"But it's not a bad thing to have more friends.
"Even if they respond slowly and send fewer soldiers, when accumulated, the number of cities added together is not a small number. It can even change the entire situation.
"That's why I will visit the cities along the way. I will use the right amount of gold and friendship to win over the right amount of friends."
This was what Pei Zi Yun meant. He stopped here. A city with one more or less hundred soldiers did not seem like much. But when added together, the number would be considerable.
"Very good. Your idea is not bad." Priam straightened his body and said, "Yes, I will open my warehouse and give you gold and bronze. I will let you carry out your plan."
"I will offer sacrifices to the great Zeus. May God protect you."
Mount Olympus
Zeus, who was drinking the goblet of God's Elixir, could barely hear the nymphs' singing. He reached out his hand through the thick blood-red clouds, making the conversation in the palace of Troy clearer. After a long time, he murmured, "How convenient!"
"It's too much in line with my wishes. Even I feel that fate is on my side."
There was no doubt that Prince Paris's activities had changed the script. But compared to the original script, this was more in line with Zeus's wishes.
Zeus could not help but fall into deep thought.
A large ship slowly sailed into the port. A slightly thin man slowly disembarked from the ship. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Gesne, who had been in the Amazon for half a month.
After half a month of careful selection, Gesne finally completed his mission in the Amazon and brought back a batch of strong slaves for Prince Paris.
As soon as he disembarked, a servant who had been waiting for him stepped forward. "Is it Lord Gesne? The prince said that you don't need to go to the mansion, he will come here directly. "
"Um, I got it," Gesne said lightly.
His position at Prince Paris's side was becoming clearer and clearer. Wherever Prince Paris was, he was an obedient servant. Wherever Prince Paris was not, he was the "butler" who was responsible for helping Prince Paris. His understanding of the people below him was that he had to maintain his dignity at all times.
Gesne boarded the ship again and went to the slave hold. The hold was divided into compartments, with every two slaves having their own small compartment.
In this era, sailing on the sea was a very difficult thing, and it was also very easy for accidents to happen. Ordinary slaves, due to the crowded cabin, would get sick, and it was normal for half of them to die.
And these were all skilled slaves that he had spent a lot of money on. Gesne could not afford to lose any of them. Hence, he was very careful about the living conditions of these slaves. He wanted to ensure that no accidents would happen to any of the slaves on the way back.
"Come, all of you, come out. Prince Paris will come and see you personally later," Gesne shouted and led the slaves out of the cabin.
Looking closely, there were more than ten male slaves, all of them strong and muscular. It seemed like Gesne had spent a lot of effort in choosing his slaves during the half a month in the Amazon.
The slaves followed him down the ship and lined up. Gesne said, "Listen, this is no longer the Amazon. No one treats you as slaves here. As long as you do your job well, Prince Paris will not mistreat you."
"That's right." A voice came from afar, full of energy.
Looking over, it was a young man with a few soldiers. He was wearing a white tunic with leather armor on the outside. He had a belt made of bronze rings and a short sword hung on his waist. It was Prince Paris.
Gesne hurriedly said to the slaves, "This is Prince Paris, your master from now on."
He then walked in front of Pei Zi Yun and said, "Prince Paris, this time I have completed the task you gave me. I spent half a month carefully selecting them. Look, these slaves are all strong and have skills. They are all descendants of the failed nobles of the Greek city-states. "
"Of course, here, there is no such thing as a slave."
When Pei Zi Yun heard this, his gaze swept across the row of strong and muscular slaves. Their bodies were exceptionally strong, and much better than the slaves he had bought from Troy. He was very satisfied with Gesne's efficiency. His fingers tapped on his belt and said, "En, Gesne, you have done a good job this time."
Pei Zi Yun smiled at Gesne.
The slaves all lowered their heads in fear. In the Amazon, those who did not listen were all dead.
They heard their master say, "In the future, as long as you follow orders, you will not be punished. If you perform well, you will be rewarded. Even freedom is possible."
When some of the slaves heard that they could be free, a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes.
Pei Zi Yun nodded and waved his hand at the soldiers, "Take them away and settle them down."
"Gesne, accompany me to take a look."
"Yes, Prince Paris."
Gesne thought that Prince Paris was going to take a look at the ship he had returned from, and he could not help but feel a little uneasy. He had more or less done some extra things behind the prince's back, and now there were a few boxes of goods on the ship that he had bought from outside.
When he followed behind, he saw that Prince Paris did not board the ship. Instead, he looked further away and saw that there were a few battleships docked at the port.
This time, it was not just one battleship. There were seven of them, forming a fleet. Some of the battleships even had soldiers training intensely.
Pei Zi Yun brought Gesne up one of the battleships. When the soldiers saw that it was Prince Paris, they all bowed.
Gesne followed Pei Zi Yun into a room and saw a young lady sitting in the room. She looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. Gesne did not think much of her.
He heard Pei Zi Yun point at her, "This is Ke Sailia, the current secretary. You will work together in the future."
Pei Zi Yun smiled as he looked at Ke Sailia. Ke Sailia had been through many trials in the past ten days. Now, she had more than ten subordinates under her.
Initially, he was prepared to assign other tasks to Ke Sailia in case she did not pass the trials. He did not expect that Ke Sailia would be so capable.
"Prince Paris, my respected master." Ke Sailia bowed as she saw Pei Zi Yun walk in.
"Ke Sailia, this is the Gesne I told you about. He used to be a wandering poet."
Ke Sailia looked at Gesne, "How do you do, my respected master Gesne?"
Gesne had originally thought that this young lady was just a slave and did not pay much attention to her. Now that he heard that she was a secretary, although he did not know why Prince Paris had a secretary, he immediately paid attention to her. He smiled and nodded, "Ke Sailia!"
Pei Zi Yun looked at Gesne and Ke Sailia and said, "Gesne, Ke Sailia, the King has sent me to Greece. He wants me to depart immediately."
"Gesne, you will be in charge of trade. I will give you one day to fill all three of my ships with goods. They will then set sail with the battleship."
"Ke Sailia, you will be in charge of the records of goods and expenses."
"So you are a supervisor." Gesne thought to himself. In the past, when he was in charge of trade, no one had ever supervised him. He was in charge of the records of goods and expenses. Now that Ke Sailia was suddenly added to the list, he was a little disappointed. However, this was what a noble family should do.
"Yes, Prince Paris." Gesne and Ke Sailia replied.
"There is one more thing, Gesne. You have to take this seriously." Pei Zi Yun said.
When Gesne heard that Prince Paris had given him a personal mission, he straightened his back and listened attentively.
"I hope that every time you go to a place, you will be able to get in touch with one or more wandering poets and build a good relationship with them. Can you do that?" Pei Zi Yun asked.
"If it's just to build a good relationship with them, I will definitely be able to do it if you give me some gold." Gesne replied confidently.
As a wandering poet, he was very confident that he could find these wandering poets and build a good relationship with them. This was because he knew what these wandering poets needed. As long as Prince Paris could provide him with gold.
Pei Zi Yun smiled and nodded his head, "Sure. I will get someone to send the gold over. You can go and fill my ships with goods now."
"Alright, Prince Paris. I shall take my leave." As he finished speaking, he slowly walked out of the room.
Seeing that Gesne had left, Pei Zi Yun heaved a long sigh of relief. Seeing that Ke Sailia was about to walk out with a pen and a piece of parchment, he hurriedly shouted, "Wait!"
Ke Sailia stopped in her tracks and looked at Prince Paris suspiciously.
"Ke Sailia, what are you preparing to do?"
"Prince Paris, didn't you say that you want me to record the goods and expenses of the battleship? I was just about to go and record it. "Ke Sailia replied.
"Mm, you don't have to rush. Ask Gesne to wait for a while. I have something to tell you."
Ke Sailia blinked her eyes and looked at Prince Paris, patiently waiting for his instructions.
Pei Zi Yun was silent for a moment before saying, "When Gesne contacts the wandering poets, remember to write a list of them. Write a letter to them every month and send a gift to them once a year. These will be your work in the future. "
"Yes, Prince Paris." Ke Sailia's reply was concise and to the point.
He waited for Ke Sailia to leave and catch up with Gesne. Watching the two of them leave, Pei Zi Yun's eyes revealed a smile as he looked at the map.
'Calsidis, Anfeis, Lathia, Marathon, Athens — I don't care about the others, but Athens. I really want to see it.'
'After that, there's Delus, Crete, and Sparta.'
'In between, I have to go to the Lower Island of Los. Legend has it that this is the birthplace of Artemis and Apollo. I have to go there to offer sacrifices — what a long journey.'
'At the same time, I have to test the true intentions of the gods, or should I say, Zeus.'
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