Jeremiah: We tried to heal Babylon, but she didn't. Leave her! Let us return to our own country, for her judgment is through heaven to the firmament. Sharpen your arrows and hold on to your shields. The LORD was determined to attack Babylon and destroy her, so the heart of the king of the Medes was stirred, because this was the revenge of the LORD, that is, of his house.

On the way to Babylon, Hesrul tells us many ancient stories about the city-state.

This includes the feud between the Babylonians and the Hebrews, God's people, and how God used the hands of Cyrus the Great, the first saint of Medes-Persia, to completely destroy this once rich city-state.

And, of course, the mysterious Tower of Babel, about which I had heard countless legends from merchants from the West during the time of the clear breeze.

Ten days after walking out of the Gambizi Pass, in the green field between the two great rivers, a gray-yellow castle appeared before us, and the towering blue-brown tower of Baba, which had been slanted, and Babylon arrived.

Ten miles into the city, the ruins of the city walls, which have been destroyed and rebuilt countless times, tell the world of its former prosperity.

I have visited the ruins of Jianzhang Palace in Chang'an City in Dongtu, and I have also looked at the wells on both sides of Yishui and Luoshui on Longmen Mountain outside Luoyang City and remembered nostalgia.

But in the eyes of these relics outside the city of Babylon, in the eyes of us exotic merchants, this city that can be traced back thousands of years or ten thousand years should not be built by mortals in the world, but by the gods in the sky.

It is a pity that the former capital of countless generations of previous dynasties is now only the land of the province of Mesopotamia in the Eastern Roman Empire.

After entering the city and finding an inn to stay, we couldn't wait to come to the street to inquire about the whereabouts of our father Yi Fengnian and his entourage Uncle Bai Mang.

All the information my grandmother and grandfather gave me before they left home was that this Hebrew woman named Dani lived on the bank of the river near the Tower of Babel.

Because Dani once told her grandmother that her caravan also had two seagoing ships that could sail directly from the city of Babylon to the sea in the east.

Other than that, there are no other clues.

Such a wealthy merchant should be known to women and children throughout the royal city of Babylon.

But when we asked the local natives on the street about the merchant and Dani herself, no one knew about it.

Disappointed, I had no intention of admiring the worldly customs and exotic scenery on both sides of the street, and led everyone straight to the Tower of Babel.

In the neighborhood where the Tower of Babel is located, we went back and forth four or five times, and we did not find the big river that Dani said back then that could dock ships.

Could it be that Dani is making up stories about everything they say to her grandmother? A sense of foreboding came over me, if this was the case, our father Yi Fengnian might have been gone a long time ago.

Luckily, at the entrance to the Babel Gate, we finally met a Hebrew man who lived here.

After some communication with the eldest brother Hesrul, they were still Canaanite villagers, and their ancestral homes were no more than a hundred miles apart.

The Hebrew man told us that there was a river here, a canal dug by Cyrus the Great to flood the city with the Tigris River.

Ten years ago, there was a great drought in the world, and the water of the great river was rarely cut off, and the canal lost its water supply and became a dry trench.

At that time, the governor of Babylon in Eastern Rome ordered a thousand slave laborers to lead three months to fill in the mosquito-infested canal, which also buried the unbearable past of the ancient city of Babylon.

As for the Dani family, my father, and the old man of Baimang's master and servant, they also have an impression.

There was an open-air restaurant in the date grove next to it, and I quickly asked Gulandot to set up a table and invite the Hebrew man to come over and drink and talk about the past.

"Dani's family and mine are close friends, we believe in the same God, we worship in a church, and I watched this young lady of the Mora family from baptism until she grew up, got married, and had children! Her husband Morad. Yi He is the Oriental you are talking about, the servant he brought with him is called the White King, this man has the strength of a thousand catties, and the ten Persian warriors together are not his opponents! ”

The old Hebrew man toasted us, speaking of his father lightly, but of Uncle Baimang's admiration.

With such a strong man standing up to the sky and the earth accompanying my father, we are a little more at ease.

"Old sir, Morad. How is Yi doing at Miss Dani's house? The little sister in charge of sifting the wine, Gulando, asked eagerly.

"The Mora family respects Mr. Yi very much, and has married their only daughter, Miss Dani, to this gentleman, and all the family's business to the East is also in charge of this person."

The Hebrew man had a white beard, a small black hat, and a gray-and-white cotton summer robe, looking experienced and knowledgeable.

"And then? The Mora family is still in Babylon, right? Anxious to know my father's whereabouts, I raised my glass and toasted.

"Hey! Five years ago, the Hebrews in Canaan revolted against the oppression of the Roman governor, and rumors were spread among the governors that all the Hebrew merchants in Babylon were the benefactors of the revolt! The foolish governor listened to these rumors, confiscated all the property of the Hebrew merchants in the city, and expelled them from the country! Since then, the Mora family has disappeared from our city of Babylon, including those two Orientals. ”

The Hebrew husband sadly recounted, as if complaining about God's injustice, why their worship god Messiah could not have come to earth sooner.

Hearing that my father and Uncle Whiteman were no longer in Babylon, we ran away in vain, and Glandor hid his face and wept.

My mood was also extremely bad all of a sudden, although I have never felt the love of my father, but he is still a mountain in my heart, and he is the god I have always worshipped.

The sage Gaoyu said: The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. Those who can't be chased in the past are also years; Those who go and do not see it, too.

Now I have come thousands of miles to Babylon to find my father to fulfill the filial piety of the Son, but I can't even see my father's face, and a kind of heartache that I have never felt before has come to me, which may be the reason for the blood connection between father and son.

God, what a fool you are! Let's go home empty-handed!

Father, how heartless you are! The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the tired birds return to their nests, and you would rather wander outside than return to your hometown!

Such an act is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us.

"The Mora family's property is all over the world, and the property in Babylon is only a drop in the bucket, and their family will be fine! Hehe, those two Orientals must be living more nourishing than all of us at the moment! ”

Seeing the sad state of our brother and sister, the Hebrew husband also guessed the reason, and hurriedly comforted him.

"Old sir! As far as you can guess, Morad. Where will Yi and Baiwang be now? Morad Yi is my father, and I ask the old gentleman to give me advice! ”

I stood up and solemnly kowtowed to my father-in-law.

"I can't tell you this, the world is so big, I don't know where the Mora family is now, where it is! Fu Lou Sha? Sinhala? Byzantium? Teutonic Fort? Or your kingdom in the East, it is possible. ”

After listening to Hesrul's translation, the old man quickly got up and helped me up.

Hearing that he was the son of an old man, the old Hebrew man became more and more affectionate and friendly to us.

"But son, your father will be fine, the Lord Almighty can testify!" He patted me on the shoulder and comforted.

"Sir, the Hebrews in the city have been banished, why are you still here?" Gurandot stopped sad and asked in confusion.

"The expelled people are all big Hebrew merchants like the Mora family, and I am an ordinary craftsman, so I can still survive in this city!"

The old man smiled sadly, his face showing the helplessness of life and the hardships of the world.

Before parting, I left him a dozen Roman gold coins to express my heartfelt gratitude.

Not seeing my father is the biggest regret since the journey to the west, I heard that he belongs to a very powerful Hebrew family, and now he is full of children, and he is hiding with his Lady Dani in a corner of the world to enjoy the blessings of the people, and Duo'er and I have some comfort.

Everything in the world is fate, and kings and ministers, husbands and wives, fathers and sons are all the same.

Perhaps our brother's fate with his father Yi Fengnian has been broken since the day he left Qingfengze's homeland ten years ago.

After returning to the inn, everyone couldn't lift the slightest bit of spirit.

The next day, after cutting two sets of Roman cotton robes for each of us in the cloth market of Babylon, we hurried out of this sad place.