Alexandria was a city built after Alexander's conquest of Egypt, which had its center of gravity in the middle and lower Nile rather than on the Mediterranean coast. It was only after Alexander's conquest that Egypt was pulled from the interior of Africa to the shores of the Mediterranean.

Beneath the tall Faroe Lighthouse, this 100-year-old city is the jewel of the Mediterranean, with its wide bays, convenient marinas, straight avenues, bustling markets, magnificent temples, splendid royal palaces, and the world's largest library. The city is full of olives and palms, surrounded by greenery, and even the streets are fragrant with flowers.

Such a beautiful and prosperous city can't help but remind people of the muddy Yingdu when it rains. The city order has always disliked Si Hui Shi Yan for being too stingy, and he didn't know how to get some cement to pave the streets inside and outside Yingdu. But the sight of the men before they came ashore made all those who despised the city—Egyptian soldiers in linen armor and strange round helmets drove the poor out of the docks and the streets, as if they did not want the guests from the East to see the ragged men.

Imperial. Wugou Chang kept thinking about the word, and then laughed. He felt that what the king had said before was very right, an empire is an empire, not a kingdom, and the kingdom of the empire is not allowed to see the poor and beggars.

A dozen sturdy Ethiopian slaves, carrying two chairs, carried the envoy and the deputy to the palace. After entering the royal court, the two saw Ptolemy III wearing a golden crown on the throne. This is a king with a long beard, slightly chubby, and picky eyes. His gaze swept over Wu Gou Chang and Bu Ji's body, and then turned to the armor warrior behind the two of them. Then his eyes narrowed, and when the music was played in the hall, and the priests sang their carols, he came back to his senses and saw the two of them again.

The crown on his head made him want to laugh, but he didn't quite understand what it was, he couldn't shade the sun or the rain, and he couldn't show his majesty. Looking at the skin color of the two men again, he could roughly understand what was going on with the Chuni - they were supposed to be of the same race as the Malays who drove their canoes to sell cinnamon. Their cinnamon bark was transported by sea to Puntland, and from there it was trafficked across the Red Sea to the shores of the Mediterranean.

"The benevolent benefactor, the lord of Upper and Lower Egypt, the supreme king of Ptolema, the son of Rehras, the son of Tosta, the incarnation of the god Amun on earth, the great pharaoh, His Majesty Ptolemy III welcomes the envoys from the easternmost kingdom of Chuni."

The Egyptian court spoke Greek, and there was no need for a Persian translator, and he could already understand some of it. He restrained the contempt in his heart and pronounced Xiong Jing's longer title:

"His Majesty Xiong Jing, the king of the Chu Kingdom, the leader and protector of the Qi Kingdom, the Wei Kingdom, the Zhao Kingdom, and the Baiyue States, the guardian of the easternmost Chinese states in the Central Continent, the Indian Empire, the Seleucid Empire, the Bactrian Kingdom, the Pandia Kingdom, the Chola Kingdom, the Zola Kingdom, and the ruler of the four seas of the world, order his courtiers to sail from the sea to the Stone Pillar of Dahercules in the Far West without hook or haste to meet the King of Egypt."

After several translations, the Persian translator translated this lengthy title very smoothly. As he translated, Eradose whispered in Ptolemy III's ear what he had read from the Journey to the East.

It was only then that Ptolemy III's expression changed somewhat. He gradually realized that what he saw was not the Malays who drove canoes to sell cinnamon, but the Chuni who drove the fastest merchant ship in the known world and produced the best weapons in the known world. It was with the purchase of weapons and armor from the Chuni that Seleucus II regained Antolia and defeated the Pani. Seleucus II's ironclad army would soon tear up the twelve-year covenant and launch the Fourth Syrian War.

If you lose, you will lose Syria, and the whole of Canaan. This is something that Egypt cannot afford. It was through the commercial taxes of Syria and Canaan that Egypt was able to maintain its existing navy and army. Once the trade benefits of the Eastern Mediterranean were lost, Egypt, which had no money to hire Greek soldiers, would collapse.

The more Ptolemy III looked at the unhooked and the more he looked like a Malay, he laughed and opened his arms in a gesture of warm welcome: "Egypt welcomes the envoys of Chuni." You can return to Chuni from my canal without passing through the Dakhlacules Pillar, the end of the world, the abode of the gods......"

The warm reception ended, and in the evening, the white carrier pigeon finally flew to the east. Before the arrival of the pigeons, Yingdu had been celebrating for several days. The king recovers the old Ying! This news is shocking like a thunderbolt, the old Ying seems to be forgotten, and now it was recovered by the king overnight, long live the joy in the Yingdu City, and the entire Chu State was drunk for three days. However, as the Empress Dowager Zhao, Concubine Zhao, fell into deep fear.

The state of Chu did not save Zhao and attacked Qin, so the state of Wei, which really saved Zhao, and the state of Qi, who did not want to save Zhao at all, immediately stalemate in Daliang and watched the Qin army storm Handan. Li Mu was assassinated, the Daidi army was defeated, and Zhao State had no more soldiers in the country except for the 100,000 people who defended the city. Handan is the capital of the Zhao State, and the Zhao State will die as soon as Handan pulls out the Zhao State, and Nanjun is not the convincing problem of the Qin State, how can the Qin State ignore Handan? Zhu Ao said that he was attacking Qin and seeking Zhao, but in fact he was attacking Qin and abandoning Zhao.

"Alas!" Concubine Zhao threw down the tea soup she was drinking, and sighed helplessly. Her queen mother seems to be fake, and her son, the king, also seems to be fake, and the political situation is controlled by the ministers, they want Chu to go east and west.

"The Queen Mother, the princess wants to ask the Queen Mother." The temple people hurriedly went to bed to tell each other.

"Nope!" Concubine Zhao was worried about her mother country, and she didn't have the heart to like or dislike the woman her son snatched back.

"The Queen Mother, the princess of Mi is not seen every day...... everyone respects after Mi Xuan enters the palace, this is the future queen, only Concubine Zhao has not seen her.

"What if you don't see it?" Concubine Zhao was displeased. "Even if she becomes a queen, she must also be honored as an old woman and a mother."

"Yui." The temple people retreated. Seeing Mi Xuan waiting at the bottom of the stairs, he tried his best to smile and said: "Daughter-in-law, the Queen Mother is safe today, but she is already a little tired at this time......

The temple people laughed, and Mi Xuan also laughed. When she turned around, her smile vanished without a trace, her head hanging down and staring at the leather squirt on her feet. A deep sadness grew out of her heart: she was a son-in-law after all, not a princess of any country, let alone a three-mediator and six women who married into the Chu Palace, but robbed it.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but cry. As he stopped to wipe away his tears, a small figure leaned over from the side of the road.

"Why are you crying?" The milky voice of a child dressed in black with drooping hair and carved pink.

"I didn't cry." It seemed to be a boy, Qi Xuan looked at his ignorant appearance and quickly wiped away his tears. "Who are you?"

"I'm ......," the boy looked back at a woman dressed in a dead wife.

"Zijie." Mi Pishuang shouted to her child, she hurried over, and said to Mi Xuan: "The wife Qu Shi, I have seen the king...... Lady of Mi. ”

Mi Pishuang almost wanted to call Queen Mi Xuan. The woman has nothing to do with the chatter, and the story of the king and the princess has become a legend. The word 'king' embarrassed Mi Xuan, and when she was about to speak, Mi Pishuang persuaded: "The Qin people defeated the Zhao army, and the Zhao State will die." The Queen Mother worries about the survival of her mother country every day, and the son-in-law greets naturally......"

The comfort in Mi Pishuang's words could be heard by Mi Xuan, although this kind of comfort was the same as the excuse of the temple people, and it couldn't really soothe her heart, she was also grateful for it, and replied: "Xie Qu's." ”

"The son-in-law is really beautiful." It is the nature of Mi Pishuang to be naughty, and she praised Mi Xuan after taking a closer look at her face. Then he took the child's hand and retired. In the distance, Mi Xuan only heard the child raise his head and innocently ask: "Mother, why are everyone else standing and changing clothes, but I am squatting to change clothes?" ”

"Squatting is stable, my mother is also squatting......"

"I've seen the young man." Mi Xuan was a little stunned when she listened to the conversation between the mother and son, and Wang Yinyou suddenly came out from her side.

"What's the matter with Wang Yin?" Mi Xuan was going back to the palace, but she went wrong while walking.

"Tell the princess that the king invites the princess to go west to Wancheng." Wang Yin was not alone, followed by several people.

"Wancheng?" Mi Xuan was puzzled. "Isn't Wancheng in Nanyang? The matter of the temple ......"

"It's in Wancheng." Wang Yinyou sweated. "We will go with the young man, and tell the temple without worry."

The location of the temple is not important, but the woman cannot be left alone, and then on the last day to check the pulse to see if she is pregnant, so as to ensure the inheritance of the prince's heir. Wang Yin said it easily, but he may not be reluctant in his heart, Wancheng is a battlefield, but the princess is the king's favorite concubine, for the king, it is still worth taking such a trip.

"I know why the king ......" Xiong Jing left in a hurry, explaining that it would take three months to return to Ying, and now he suddenly summoned himself to Wancheng, and Mi Xuan was happy and worried.

"Yes, it's my uncle's arrival in Wancheng." Wang Yin said something that Mi Xuan couldn't believe when her father came.

While attacking Handan, he quickly adjusted his troops, and finally sent envoys to stabilize the Chu people, which was Wei Yi's strategy. Pai Dun is weak, Wang Ao is not a good choice to see the king of Chu, maybe the king of Chu is furious, and the two of them are cut off with a sword, and in the end, the envoy is Xiong Qi, the right prime minister of Chu, and then the father of Mi Xuan.

After a thousand-mile journey, the two of them walked for ten days and finally arrived. At this time, the Chu army of the South Road pulled out Deng Yi and Xinye, and just entered Wancheng. The Northern Route Army had already swept away Nanyang County, and the forward army occupied Fangcheng, echoing Shangcai County of Wei; the other occupied Luguan, as if to block the Qin army from moving south;

The deadliest one did not move after taking the White Feather City of the Destruction Land. There are a lot of cities in the analysis of the land, and the Chu army will not enter the army after only one city, and it seems that they do not want to take advantage of the situation to go straight into the military pass, but only want to return to the old land. This made Xianyang greatly relieved.

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