Oakley's words shocked not only Thucydides, but even everyone in the entire courtyard. Everyone looked at Oakley with an incomprehensible look: Is this really the Oakley who takes pleasure in keeping slaves every day and indulges in love?

was saluted by everyone's gaze, but Oakley didn't care at all, but solemnly asked the butler to dismiss the slaves.

"Oakley, I hope it's not your whim." Thucydides clasped his hands to his chest and looked at his friend at the door of the courtyard, frowning.

"Hey," Oakley walked over and shook his shoulders with Thucydides as usual, "old friend, others may not know about me, but you, you are Thucydides, my good brother and good friend who grew up together, you should understand if I mean it or not!" ”

Seeing that Thucydides was just laughing, Oakley scratched his head again and added, "And, don't you know that feeling best?" ”

"What feelings?"

"Love at first sight! The kind of emotion that must be for her at first sight," Oakley's face was full of yearning, "Oh, just like you and the beauty you painted, love at first sight, goodbye, and promise to ...... for life"

"Don't be!" Thucydides slapped Oakley's hand away and interrupted him, "Your whims can't compare to ours. If I'm not mistaken, Oakley, just yesterday you wanted to give me this silk you identified as a gift. ”

Oakley was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face was a little annoyed, and he rubbed his hair to hide his embarrassment, "Yesterday, yesterday...... Then I haven't known her yet, haven't I been......"

These words fell on Thucydides' ears, and he only felt that Oakley was a bastard: Is it true that in Oakley, judging the quality of a woman or a man is based on feeling after a good night's sleep?

however

There was still a mess in the city waiting for him to settle the matter, and Thucydides had no time to talk to Oakley here. So, Thucydides instructed Oakley to come to the dock on time tomorrow, and then left the butler Kerry to help with the aftermath, and then left with Du Zhe first.

After Thucydides was gone, Oakley, full of silk, left behind a kind of panicked slave and butler, and ran straight to the courtyard of Silk.

"Young Master Oakley is really ......" Oakley's butler looked sad, glanced at Kerry, and sighed, "Look, it's just a matter of the young master's words, so many slaves, I have to buy and sell alone." At the beginning, these people were all brought together by me running around according to the young master's preferences, but now it's good, if you don't want it, you don't want it. ”

Kerry patted him on the shoulder in understanding and said, "It's always hard to guess what the master thinks, we just have to do our own thing." ”

"Yes," the butler nodded, and praised Kerry again, "you're amazing, and there's quite a bit to learn from you." That slave had killed so many people today, and I had never seen such a fierce slave - never! You watched from the side, your face didn't change at all, I really admire your determination. ”

"Heh," Kerry sneered at the mention of Menes, a glimmer of calculation flashed in his shrewd little eyes, "There are still many places where he is fierce, and it is my dereliction of duty to let such a dangerous person be by the young master's side." ”

"You wait and see, sooner or later, I'm going to clean up this kid."

"I will let him have a long memory, so that he will know that in Greece and Athens there are no slaves that I can't cure."

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Duzhe was bored and followed Thucydides' horse, he walked on the left, and the black slave walked on the right. The black slave's name was Jill, and he was the best slave Kerry bought from the bazaar, and he helped Thucydides win many honors.

However, it is only a slave, and it is only the honor of a slave that is won.

Originally, Athenian slaves had to follow their masters or follow them in procession. However, Du Zhe looked down on Jill's servility, and Gil looked down on Du Zhe's arrogance and tyranny. The two people walked together and didn't deal with each other, so they made the current "convex" comical formation.

Du Zhe looked at Thucydides on his horse, and really didn't know what method he used: so many soldiers were killed and wounded on the docks, and seventeen slaves in Oakley's family suddenly died, and it took Thucydides only more than ten minutes to enter the hall. He then persuaded Perikles, the chief general of Athens, and Oakley's grumpy father, the warden of Athens.

In short, now that things have passed and calmed down, and Thucydides is back to square one, Thucydides is going to go to Corfura, but he has brought the oil bottle of Oakley with him.

Du Zhe tried to wake up the system as he walked, but the spicy chicken system still jumped out of the annoying "system is under maintenance, please try again later" prompt. Du Zhe wondered why he had not been able to remember how many years after the Battle of Corfu had gathered a large army in that valley to go to war with Athens.

Without a system, Du Zhe couldn't judge the best time for him to kill Oakley.

But, Oakley must die.

Otherwise, Thucydides would have been assassinated, and Athens would have lost its position as the hegemon of the Greek world.

As he walked, he returned to Thucydides' house, and at the door, Thucydides jumped off his horse, naturally handed the reins to Gil, and then turned to Duzhe and said, "Come with me, and before I go, I have a few words to say to you." ”

Thucydides followed him to the house where he had woken up in the morning, the room had been cleaned up, only with a few less furnishings, the whole room looked empty and much simpler, and through the balcony window, he could see Thucydides' room on the second floor not far away, and the cliffs, reefs, and the Aegean Sea in the distance.

"Menes," Thucydides called Du Zhe by name in this world very formally, his eyes deep and his face calm, "I ask you only one thing: Do the Persians, especially the Persian sacrifices, value their promises? ”

"The sacrifice must be honest," Du Zhe confessed, "but it is to the god Mithra, and the Persian sacrifice is loyal to the Persian gods, and certainly does not turn their backs on the gods." ”

"Heh," Thucydides nodded when he heard Du Zhe's words, "I see, then, Menes, I won't untie the handcuffs on your hands." In the whole of Athens, I believe that few people can stop you, it is too dangerous to let you go, even I do not want to take such a risk again. ”

Du Zhe pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"I'll let the old butler Kerry take care of your diet and daily life. Kerry grew up watching me, and in Athens, he was the one who took the most care and understood me, and was the person I trusted and respected the most," Thucydides continued, after a pause, "and I am relieved to leave you to him. ”

Feel relieved?

Du Zhe sneered in his heart: Your housekeeper, as well as these black slaves represented by Jill in your family, don't know how dissatisfied they are with my storage, and they are trying to get rid of them as soon as possible. I'm afraid that as soon as you walk with your front foot, they will immediately clean me up with your back foot.

However, the time was not right for Du Zhe to tell Thucydides about these things, and he did not take the butlers Kerry and Jill to heart.

however

It was an oversight at this moment, but later he almost led Du Zhe to fail this mission, and even almost lost his life because of it.

"To-morrow I will sail for Corfu with the fleet," Thucydides spoke again, "I hope that when I return in triumph, you will live up to my trust, and I will give you a satisfactory answer to your sister Thyse." ”

"But you've already let me down once," Du Zhe blinked, "why did you promise me?" Thucydides, I don't believe in promises, much less in your gods. ”

"At the house of Oakley," Thucydides did not dwell on the subject, and looked at Du Zhe with a smile, "you have also broken our agreement, and the Persian sacrifices, which you and I are guilty of—do you know enough to assure you for this reason?" ”

Du Zhe was amused by Thucydides, and if it weren't for the fact that his hands were cuffed and really hurt, he would have wanted to laugh - they knew each other, and naturally knew what the other wanted. Therefore, Du Zhe knew very well that Thucydides' answer was very much to his liking.

So, Du Zhe raised his handcuffed hands, "Okay—that's it, Thucydides, and we'll high-five you." ”

"Pap, pap, pap-" There were three sounds, accompanied by the crisp sound of metal, Du Zhe and Thucydides looked at each other and smiled, and both of them saw a knowing smile in each other's blue eyes.

On the day of the expedition, the weather on the Aegean Sea was not good.

Du Zhe stood quietly on the balcony, looking up at the dark clouds that were gradually gathering in the distance, his long golden hair was lifted by the wind blowing from the Aegean Sea, and his wide Greek robe was puffed up by the wind, depicting his slender figure.

In the end, he decided to let Oakley go to the battlefield of Corkyra, the situation was still unclear, Thucydides did not fully trust him, and he still needed time to reorganize what was happening in front of him. How to completely win the trust of Thucydides was the most distressing thing for Du Zhe.

"What do you say? There is such a good thing?! I'm going! I'm going, and I've never seen a lion before—"

"You haven't cleaned the stables yet, so let me go with you—"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the courtyard, Du Zhe propped his hands on the balcony, leaned down to take a look, and found that the old butler Kerry was surrounded by three or five slaves in the courtyard, and Jill was standing at the gate, and several people had strange excitement on their faces.

At this time, the butler Kerry raised his head and glanced at Du Zhe intentionally or unintentionally. It just so happened that Du Zhe also stared at Kerry with interest, as if smiling.

At the moment when their eyes met, Du Zhe hooked the corners of his mouth, and suddenly understood: the dark clouds gathering over the Aegean Sea were afraid that they would not only bring a heavy rain to Athens, but also, after this storm, those conspiracies buried in the noble soil of the Greeks would also be revealed.

Kerry, the old fox, what kind of means will he use to deal with him, Du Zhe smiled, he was really looking forward to it-