Tonight was a great gathering of all the soldiers, and the meeting was arranged in the King's Audience Hall of the Apadana Palace, where the generals sat on gold-plated wooden chairs around the king's throne, and the table was decorated with gold-encrusted ceramic butterflies and various delicacies.

Barley bread, milk, cheese, bread also sprinkled with sesame seeds with partridges cooked together with mint, vinegar and salt.

Larger ceramic vessels contain all kinds of fruits: apples, apricots, cherries, figs, melons, plates of dates... The whole nine yards.

There was dark beer and a lot of wine on the table, and what was even more rare was that there was honey, and there was even a bowl of egg custard similar to modern times, Mom, this Jiu'er hadn't eaten it for a long time, Mo Jiu hurriedly sat down at the table of "egg custard", brought it over and ate it with a wooden tool similar to a spoon.

Listening to the rhetoric of the soldiers after the war, speaking whimsical words, and the Persian musicians next to them playing soothing music, it can be regarded as soothing the tired minds of the soldiers after the war.

Jiu'er picked out her favorite food and tasted a few things, and it tasted very good.

While tasting the food, Jiu'er looked around to see if there were any secret rooms in the palace, holding beer, knocking here, patting there, and pretending to be slightly drunk when he was seen.

From time to time, he still chattered in his mouth: Xuanye is a burden, if I listened to Jiu'er and my arrangement and went to the Greek Legion to gather with me, why should the Persian Kingdom decline and disappear, I have to enjoy the days of the royal illegitimate prince for a few days, now it's okay, even if you find a coward, you can't take it to the legion Jiu'er in a grand manner, and in the end, it's not certain whether you can find this kid, people won't have returned to modern times, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, the generals over there quarreled loudly for some reason.

Mo Jiu put down the food, took two steps, leaned over and listened, and happened to sit next to Arestander.

After listening to a few words, I finally understood that the emperor was arguing with the soldiers about how to settle Persepolis, the palace of Persepolis, and the young people led by the emperor advocated the destruction of Persepolis on the grounds that the king of Persia had burned the siege of Athens when he was fighting in Greece, and burned Persepolis for shame.

In particular, the Athenian soldiers in the legion strongly stated that Persepolis must be burned; The conservatives, led by the old general Parmanuel, advocated keeping Persepolis on the grounds that the wealth already in hand did not need to be destroyed.

The more noisy you and I became, the more intense it became, and for a while it was impossible to tell which point of view prevailed.

The superconducting democracy of the Greek legion, even if it is the opinion of His Majesty, it can only be implemented if everyone agrees, of course, most of the time, the king's will is absolutely supported by the soldiers, but this time the opinions of the veterans and the king's opinion have disagreed.

Arestand never spoke.

He, like Mo Jiu, is not suitable for showing himself too much on such an occasion.

Jiu'er looked at the situation on both sides, moved his body, and wanted to leave his seat to continue looking for clues about Xuanye.

"The Nine Maidens of Moor, what's on your waist?" Arestand actually touched the Nine Daughters of Mel, who was standing up halfway.

Jiu'er looked angrily in the direction of Aristander's finger.

The piece of silk that Mo Jiu hid around his waist was revealed, this is the only clue that Xuan Ye left for Jiu'er, Mo Jiu was afraid of losing it and always carried it on his body, but unfortunately a corner was revealed at this time, no wonder, Jiu'er was still wearing a simple robe of Egyptian primary color Chunik, but a gold-inlaid tassel shawl was draped on his shoulders, this ribbon was too eye-catching at the waist.

"Oh, nothing is just a small piece of cloth." Mo Jiu said casually.

"Do you mind if the old man takes a look?"

Arestand actually pulled the strip of cloth out of Mo Jiu's waist, and Jiu'er was just about to take back the strip of cloth from Arestander's hand, when the emperor shouted to the female priest, "Where is the imperial maid?" No one should argue today, let's ask the opinion of the Imperial Female Priest, our Imperial Female Priest's prophecy has never been wrong, the Imperial Female Priest, how do you say it is more beneficial to my Alexander Empire? ”

Q Jiu'er?

What advice can Jiu'er have, the female priest didn't make a sound, and now she can't take care of the emperor's side, let Arestand see the flaws, Jiu'er will be in trouble.

"Nu Xi, these two words are written in human blood, what does this mean, I have never seen this kind of writing?"

This old thing, afraid that he will see something, he will turn over something, he should have burned it yesterday, leaving such a bane, Jiu'er scolded in his heart, and smiled dryly.

"Mo Erjiu, say it quickly! The Emperor asks you! Philotas shouted to the frustrated Mo Jiu.

"Burned! It's long overdue! Jiu'er shouted impatiently, if it burned yesterday, why should it be seen by the old fellow of the great soothsayer today.

Jiu'er shouted angrily, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, Jiu'er woke up suddenly, and hurriedly added, "No...... I didn't mean that....... I mean, burn that thing. ”

"Burn what?" Arestand looked at Mo Jiu with bad intentions, a gloating expression on his face.

"I mean......." means that this strip of silk cloth was burned, but Jiu'er couldn't move everyone's attention to this strip of cloth, in case anyone recognized the words on the silk cloth, Mo Jiuke would be difficult to argue, this piece of good Persian silk strip, at a glance, you can know that it is a thing of the Persian court, Greece does not produce silk, so the legions are wearing linen or cotton robes.

"Burn Persepolis tomorrow!"

The Emperor's side had already announced the final decision to everyone present.

Mo Jiu tried to stop him again, but the cheers of the soldiers had drowned out Jiu'er's words, and no matter how Mo Jiu explained loudly, others would never hear them.

Arrystad handed over the strip of cloth, "Give it back to you, Lady Priestess." ”

A strange smile on his lips proved that Aristander's plot had succeeded.

This old guy is deliberately disturbing Jiu'er's mind!

In this way, it is true that under the advice of Jiu'er, a Syrian witch, Persepolis, a miracle in human history, was destroyed in the suggestion of the Nine Daughters of Melbour.

Mo Jiu remembered what the old guy outside the Xuanye Palace said to him: "What if you burn Persepolis?" "From that moment on, Arestand had already prepared for her Mo Jiu to decide to burn down the palace, this old city is very deep.

There is also the conversation between Arestand and the woman in the boudoir that day: to slander Jiu'er.

Jiu'er has a premonition that she is about to betray her relatives.

Thinking of the conversation in the boudoir that day, the woman who spoke to Arestand never reappeared, how could she disappear in her boudoir for no reason?

A normal person doesn't disappear into thin air, unless she's not human.

But Jiu'er thought back for a few days, there were only a few inhuman women who had intersections with her, and the Qianli Transmission in the cat mound was one, but the woman's ethereal voice was as pleasant as a goddess, and it was by no means a female voice in the boudoir; And then there is the goddess of revenge, that voice has a cold atmosphere, Jiu'er is very impressed, and she is by no means a woman in the boudoir.

There is no one more, is there another god-level figure who is an enemy of himself, what kind of life is this arrogance and ignorance that annoyed the gods?

Jiu'er lowered her head in frustration, which was very out of tune with the cheering atmosphere around her.

There's time to summon Mary and ask to see if she knows who it is.

"Lady Priest, I'll toast you!" The voice of an extremely excited young boy.

Jiu'er looked up, and it turned out to be Seleucus's guard Arcas, sixteen or seventeen years old, with baby fat on his face, full of cute and handsome teenagers.

Jiu'er pinched Nikas's face, pretending to be angry, "Toast me?" You kid forgot who I am, have you? There is no disrespect, watch your general go back and beat you on the board! ”

Nikas smiled: "It's okay, Lord Priestess, you are amazing, you have the courage and courage to let the king of Persia burn my Greek buildings, and my king of Macedonia will burn his palace." You are the hero in the hearts of our young people, and if it weren't for your decisive decision today, the emperor would not have decided to burn down the palace so quickly. Imagine such a large palace in flames, it's spectacular! ”

The more Nikas talked, the happier he became, he was dancing with his hands, young people were not afraid of big things, sixteen or seventeen years old, if he was a child in modern times, although he had been following Seleucus for several years, but after all, he was just a young man, and like all children, he loved to watch the excitement.

But Jiu'er is different, she will be infamous forever.

Unable to resist Nikas's enthusiasm, Mo Jiu and the boy touched their glasses, raised their heads and drank a whole glass of wine in one go.

Putting down the wine glass, Jiu'er saw Ling'er who was making eye contact with Nikas, Ling'er's eyes were full of blame, she understood Miss's helplessness at this time, and blamed Nikas for being ignorant.

Nikas ignored Ling'er's reproachful look and returned a sweet flying look.

Mo Jiu pursed his lips, the eyebrows between the two of them came and went, Jiu'er had already known; The two little ones are much luckier than their masters, and they can find a lover who accompanies them all the way on the bloody battlefield.

"Okay, you two don't show affection with me, your master and I are still alone, think about my feelings, okay? I don't need to take care of it here, and I don't need General Sai there, so you two can go elsewhere. Jiu'er pouted and drove away the two people who were in love.

Ling'er also pretended to be embarrassed, didn't admit the matter of the two people, squirmed, and was dragged away by Nikas, "Lord Female Priest, please go to General Sai to help me, and I will go back in a while." After speaking, he winked at the female priest twice.

Jiu'er understood that Nikas was creating opportunities for herself.

Jiu'er glanced around, and Seleucus, who was sitting coldly in the midst of the carnival crowd, looked at General Seleucus with strange eyes and pursed his lips.

Pity the opportunity created by Nikas, Jiu'er would never dare to come to Seleucus's side, and it could be seen from his eyes that General Seleucus was very disappointed in his performance.

Jiu'er took a big cake and ate it, and in an instant she had already seen it, this is fate, and she can't hide from what she should bear.

The Seleucids over there were already angry and their eyes were on fire.