Hearing Du Zhe's question, a look of surprise flashed on the black slave's face, and then he snorted coldly: "The master's honorable name, you are not qualified to ask, and there is no need to know." ”

Looking at the superiority on the face of the black slave out of nowhere, Du Zhe couldn't hold back his laughter, and teased very unceremoniously, "Hahahaha, as a slave, you have no personal freedom, and you have to look at other people's faces when you act and speak, he is noble, that's his business, what are you proud of?" ”

"You-!"

Repeatedly provoked by a thin Persian, the black slave could no longer suppress his anger, and raised his fist and smashed it into Du Zhe's face. Du Zhe also suppressed the anger that was provoked by Oakley, and was worried that no one would relieve his hatred, so he flexibly dodged, picked up the milk on the table, and splashed it on the face of the black slave.

The black slave raised his hand to block it, but he couldn't stand the distance between the two people, and the white juice sprinkled on the black man's dark skin was very funny. A few drops splashed into the black slave's eyes, and his eyes stinged and he was furious: "You bitch, are you fucking crazy?!" Stop! ”

Of course, Du Zhe would not stand still, he laughed and slipped away quickly, and took the black slave around the big bed in a circle and circle. In terms of speed, Du Zhe, who was small, was naturally much faster, and the black man was panting after him, but he still couldn't touch a single hair of Du Zhe.

Xu felt that chasing in circles was boring, and when one of the black slave's feet stepped on the carpet, Du Zhe suddenly stood still, smiled weirdly at the black slave, bent down, pulled the carpet up, and knocked the black slave to the ground on his back!

"Fuck you-!" With a shout, the black slave rubbed his sore ass and lost his mind with anger. He picked up the nearest ivory vase, and without saying a word, threw it in the direction of Du Zhe, who stood at the head of the bed and squatted down to avoid the attack.

But the vase drew an extremely good angle in the air, and then, steadily, fell into the bosom of Thucydides.

"You guys are here—" Thucydides looked at the house that had become a mess, then at the panting black slave, and at Du Zhe, who was standing with his hands behind his back and an innocent face, and he took a deep breath and said to the black slave, "You go out first." ”

The black slave nodded, his face slightly embarrassed, but he had no objection to his master's order. It's just that when he walked to the door, he glared at Du Zhe very resentfully. Because Thucydides had his back to the door, he naturally did not see it.

Du Zhe firmly remembered those eyes, that kind of resentment, a little infiltrating.

When only Thucydides and Du Zhe were left in the room, Thucydides glanced at Du Zhe, and the expression on his face could not show joy or anger. Then, he swept the vase in his hand, bypassed Du Zhe and the mess, and put the vase back in its original place.

Du Zhe looked at Thucydides' back thoughtfully, thought about it, and found a topic, "How did you save me yesterday?" ”

"Why don't you explain this to me first?" Thucydides turned his head and pointed to the mess on the ground, before he looked Du Zhe up and down, looked him in the eye and said, "Menes, you almost demolished the whole room. ”

Du Zhe pursed his lips to explain the conflict between him and the black slave, and at the end he wrinkled his nose and snorted unhappily, "You are a nobleman of Athens, you won't even be stingy and distressed about this little thing, right?" ”

"You don't even know who I am, maybe I'm really a door-picker?" Thucydides was not annoyed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, "Don't be afraid—I'm actually a poor bastard?" Now that you have smashed so many good things, I have to think about how to sell you for a good price to repay my losses. ”

"Hmph-" Du Zhe didn't turn his head to hum, "I'll run once you sell it, and those stupid people won't catch me anyway." ”

Thucydides was thoroughly amused by Du Zhe's words and deeds, he clapped his hands, and held his forehead and sighed, but his voice was still pleasant, "Alas—my poor old butler, he has something to do again early in the morning. ”

Du Zhe didn't answer, just sat on the edge of the bed and shook his legs boredly.

"Alright," Thucydides walked over and reluctantly reached out to remove the pillow feather that had fallen on top of Du Zhe's head, "stop tossing, I didn't save you to make trouble for me." Besides, I haven't settled accounts with you about the docks, so don't get me into trouble before I go on the expedition. ”

"On the march?"

"Yes, on the march," Thucydides smiled, turning and walking to the door, "Alright, let's go, let's talk while we eat." ”

"Huh? Where to go? ”

"Of course it's to go to breakfast—my beautiful Persian sacrifice, I'm a warrior, and I can't live on the gods like you," Thucydides smiled heartily as he stood at the top of the stairs and smiled heartily at Duzhe, "Originally, I wanted to come up and have a look, and if you have eaten well, come with me to Oakley." ”

Hearing Oakley's name, Du Zhe's eyes lit up.

"Let's see if that old boy will let your sister go for the sake of my face."

"Huh? Slow down—wait for me! Du Zhe followed step by step, and the two of them came to the courtyard one after the other, and there was a dining table in the courtyard with a lot of delicacies on it, but there was only one chair.

Slaves can't eat such good things, Du Zhe still has this common sense, so he swallowed his saliva, and suddenly missed the glass of milk he spilled.

"Kerry—" Thucydides tapped on the table at this time, pointing to the empty space across from him, "go and get him a stool, and by the way, cutlery." ”

The old butler standing aside was stunned, and for the first time did not immediately carry out his master's order. The whole courtyard, including Du Zhe, all the slaves present were very surprised, their master was-

For a while, all kinds of searching eyes converged on Du Zhe's body, Du Zhe raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "What, General, are you planning to have breakfast with me?" ”

"If you're not hungry, sit and wait for me," Thucydides said, chewing on a loaf of bread, glanced up at Du Zhe, and lowered his head to deal with the food.

At this time, the old butler Kerry had already dutifully brought a stool and tableware, arranged it respectfully, and then glanced at Du Zhe with a little meaning, and made a gesture of please.

Du Zhe sat down unceremoniously, ignoring the warning and rejection in the old butler's eyes, he picked up a small bread with his hand, took a sip of milk, and squinted at Thucydides:

"I said, General, don't you think it's strange that you're having breakfast with a slave?"

"Do you consider yourself a slave?" Thucydides didn't even raise his head this time, "Since you don't think of yourself as a slave, and I don't have the same hobby as Oakley, is it necessary to be obsessed with these details?" ”

Du Zhe stared at Thucydides' hair for a while, and suddenly lay on the table, staring at Thucydides with his chin blinked, "Now I am more curious about who you are, you seem to be different from the Greeks I know and have seen-"

Thucydides looked up and glanced at the Persian lying opposite him: the rising sun from the Aegean Sea was shining right on him, his beautiful long golden hair was shining brightly, his blue eyes were as bright as agate, and the lines of his face were very soft.

No wonder the gods of Persia fell for it.

Putting away a Persian sacrifice with edges and edges, it looked like some kind of small animal, lying on its stomach in the sun, and it was pitiful to watch. Thucydides smiled, there were too many contradictory things in this little thing in front of him, it was really dangerous and exciting. So, he spoke:

"I'm Thucydides."

Du Zhe blinked, opened his mouth to look at the Greek man in front of him, the expression on his face gradually stiffened, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet. What a piercing eye of Thucydides-

He noticed that the little animal in front of him seemed to be frightened, and the hair on his body was about to stand on end, but he still tried to maintain a fearless expression. Shaking his head, Thucydides secretly laughed in his heart for a while, and coughed lightly:

"Have you eaten well? If you eat well, follow me to Oakley, tomorrow I will go on the expedition, and it will not be good for you if the time drags on for a long time. ”

Du Zheqiang nodded, the expression on his face was still very cool, but tens of millions of grass and mud horses had already rushed in his heart: lying in a big groove and begging, the last time he crossed his eyes, he didn't recognize Cao Xueqin, and this time he directly made a big deal!!

Oh, did not recognize the author to save greatly.

Oh, and I got into a big fight with this author, and I almost killed him.

Oh, laugh at the author's big little tintin is short and small...... Short and small...... Small again...... Small......

Du Zhe was irritable for a while, grabbed his hair and rubbed it twice, gritted his teeth, stood up and walked out with Thucydides - the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, and it was a big deal to use stimulation treatment, in short, knocking on the side was also a way to help.

Along the way, Douzhe and Thucydides talk about their feud with Collins at Corfu in Athens:

There were many city-states on the Greek peninsula, but only a few were strong. Collins is not very strong in it, but he is not a weak country either. Both in terms of geography and coastline, Collins has many advantages over Athens. Coupled with the fact that the Corinthians have joined the Peloponnesian League, with the help of the powerful infantry of Sparta, the final ownership of the land of Corfu is still debatable.

The two of them were originally chatting, but in the end they talked about the arrangement of the infantry, navy, and fleet, and Thucydides was surprised that this Persian priest knew so much about Greece, and that he had considered everything in the use of troops, and was worthy of a general.

Du Zhe was surprised that Thucydides had analyzed the disadvantages of the Athenian triremes very thoroughly, unlike other Greeks who only blindly believed in the invincibility of the Athenian navy: