"I can't comment on your country's alliance with the Sassanids, but an alliance with the Persians has never been ideal." Julian said that he couldn't evaluate, but he gave a definition, which was actually an extremely impolite and abrupt thing. He did not give up the idea of going on, kept a smile on his face, and continued: "The Persians did not give up their eastward expansion a long time ago, and they will not give up this obsession now. The Persians did not go east because we have been at war with them for thousands of years. ”

Wang Meng partly agreed with Julian that the Persians were indeed not ideal allies, and that the Persians did not have the spare strength to expand eastward because of the presence of the Romans.

The territory of Persian Sassanid is the old land of the Parthian Empire, but the Persian Sassanid did expand to the east for nearly a thousand miles on the basis of the old land of the Parthian Empire, and it seems that it once hit the edge of the Western Regions, subjugated Kangju and other countries, or waited for the Romans to enter the Middle East again before retracting their forces. Otherwise, the Persians may have to come into contact with the Han Chinese, but they don't know what form of contact, and there may be a high probability of war.

The Romans, mired in civil war, were able to hold the Persians at bay. As can be seen from the fact that the Romans still controlled several provinces in the Middle East, including the independence of some Middle Easterners, the Persians were always on the weaker side in the face of the Romans.

"We have been united, we have been reunited by the Persians, who will soon reap the fruits of what they have sown." Julian was smiling and speaking, his voice more sonorous, as if he were making a declaration: "The Roman legions will enter Ctesiphon again." ”

Two peoples who have been at war for so long can be described as a sea of blood and hatred against each other, neither of them will give up their hatred, and they will not do nothing when they can find each other unhappy.

Wang Meng could guess that the Persians must have made a lot of effort when the Romans were in civil war, and even paid for some ambitious Romans. Now that he knew from Julian that Rome had been unified again, some of the previous puzzles could be solved, such as how the Romans had the extra energy and financial resources to finance the Arabs, the Serbs, and the Yues.

In fact, Wang Meng has other ideas, he estimates that even if Rome is restored, it will be a fragile unity, from the Greek side there is Greek autonomy, but also sees the weakness of the local governors, and then there are still strong family private armies in each family.

Wang Meng was very sure that Rome would never have been unified in the true sense of the word if it had not changed the policy of the aristocracy being able to make laws on their own.

The real situation is that Rome has not really been unified in the true sense, and how many years of their history have accompanied the family private army, which is based on the premise of noble fiefdoms. And the aristocracy has the private army of the family, and can make its own laws, a country that cannot even achieve the same laws, where does it come to talk about unity?

Out of the kindness shown by Julian, and because Wang Meng had his own purpose, Wang Meng revealed his thoughts in euphemistic language.

"The angel is right." Julian continued to laugh, smiling heartily: "It's a pity that it can't be done." ”

In fact, it can be done, that is, there is such a strong Augustus who will kill all the nobles who are unwilling to accept the reform, and simply destroy all the old nobles and cultivate a new group of nobles to complete this reform. However, if we really want to do this, it will be tantamount to tearing everything down and starting over, and the country will inevitably be burned into ruins by the flames of war, and people do not know how many people will die.

"If your country wants to be reformed, especially if it involves all the nobles...... Julian asked with a sincere face, "what will you do, or will anyone succeed?" ”

"Yes, eight hundred and twenty-seven years ago, one of our ancestors did it." What Wang Meng said was Shang Ying's reform, because there is still a long way to go, and there is enough time to talk about it in general. Before he finished speaking, he saw that there were people in front of him to greet him, and he had to say the conclusion: "Shang Jun's policy has continued to the present, and we are still enjoying the fruits of Shang Jun's reforms." ”

Julian listened very attentively, but he didn't notice that there was a crowd in front of him, and he was stunned when he saw Wang Meng's conclusion, and he realized that it was indeed not a good time to continue. He smiled very understandingly, but in his heart he had made up his mind that he would visit Wang Meng if he had the opportunity.

They entered the city gate from the pier and walked a long way through the streets of the city.

The Romans actually prepared a carriage, but Wang Meng politely refused to take a walk because of the bumpy boat, so he made everyone walk into the city.

Constantinople is indeed a big city, and I don't know if it's because of the red carpet on the streets, or if the Romans deliberately cleaned it up and didn't see the and urine all over the streets.

The street they walked on was about six meters wide, flanked by two- or three-story buildings, which looked like shops, kept relatively neat, and if you looked at it from a distance, there were two rows of buildings, but each building had its own alley.

The street, which was fairly straight, was about 1,400 meters deep, and was blocked by a building with a cross on its roof. The building is located right at the fork in the T, and from a distance, you can see the prominent cross on the roof.

The red carpet that stretched from the dock to the city was here, and a group of people in red robes surrounded a young man dressed in an unusually gorgeous garment, surrounded by a dense crowd of Roman guards, and no civilians stood around.

"That's my brother Gallus." Julian seems to keep a smile all the time, that is, his eyes are very cold when he talks about Gallus: "He is Caesar." ”

Wang Meng followed Julian's line of sight and saw a young man with a proud expression on his face.

Gallus was dressed in a truly gorgeous outfit, dressed in gold armor with carved patterns, silk peeking out of the neckline, and a crown studded with precious stones and diamonds on his head. He waited for Wang Meng to get close enough before he stepped forward.

"Welcome guests from the Far East." Gallus kept his head slightly up, his posture was to the chin to the person, his first sentence was polite, but then he asked, "What gifts did you carry, did you have silk?" ”

In fact, Wang Meng didn't have any idea about Gallus holding his head high, he was more than 1.7 meters tall, and Gallus looked at about 1.6 meters, but he didn't have to look up to see each other.

Wang Meng didn't have any special expression after listening to the translation, he didn't need to show his arrogant side, and he didn't grovel at all, he just smiled so naturally and said: "If Caesar likes silk, our gift to Caesar is naturally silk." ”

Gallus laughed happily when he heard the translation, and he didn't know whether it was out of politeness or for the sake of receiving silk gifts, but he finally continued to walk forward, and stretched out his right hand.

After finishing the handshake with Wang Meng, Gallus looked at Julian, who was standing quietly on the side, first looked up and down, and then said with an indifferent expression: "There is nothing to do with you here." ”

Julian was still laughing, raised his right arm at forty-five degrees, stretched out his palm down, and knocked his legs straight on the ground, completing the salute, and the person walked without any delay.

If Liu Yan was present, he would probably be stunned, just because Julian's salute just now was no different from a Nazi salute. The problem is that the Nazis were the greeting etiquette of ancient Rome, first made out by the Italians retro, and then Adolf. Hitler just took it and used it.

Among those who left with Julian was Marus. Utansis and other Roman soldiers, Marcus. Marca wanted to go if he could, but Marcus. Maca needed to stay and work as a translator.

"Does that guy have a cervical spine disease, or does he have crooked head?" Dou A was talking about Gallus, and he was very dissatisfied with Gallus's arrogance, and he looked unaccustomed to it: "A guy like this, if he is in Dahan, he will definitely not live long." ”

Cai Mian laughed a few times, and Dou A was a bit exaggerated, but it is a fact that people like Gallus will never be better off in the Han Kingdom, let alone climb to a high position.

It's not that all Han people understand etiquette, but people who behave arrogantly all the time will never be welcomed, even if a second generation with innate advantages shows such a posture, they will face exclusion when they enter the officialdom, don't think that their identity as the second generation is a universal talisman.

"This is Daqin." Cai Mian looked at Wang Meng, who was shaking hands with those clergymen one by one, and said relatively casually: "They talk about bloodline here, even a stupid pig can be a lord, as long as the family is not destroyed, the son born of a stupid pig will still be a lord." ”

"Hehe, isn't it just like the small court." Dou'a's ancestors were peasants, and he was also a peasant a few years ago, but now he is a knight, and he can also be an envoy as a military attache of the envoy corps: "It is effortless for the Han Dynasty to eliminate the small court, those nobles with noble blood, where are they noble?" ”

Cai Mian did not live under the rule of the small imperial court of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and he did not grow up under the system of the Jiupin Zhongzheng system, and he did not have a good impression of abandoning the small imperial court in the north.

"You'd better say less about that." Cai Mian got along with Dou A quite well along the way, and he has become friends: "Don't forget the origins of Tingwei and General Zhengnan and General Zhengxi, there is no shortage of southerners in the court, and you don't know when you offend people." ”

"General Zhengnan is not the same as General Zhengxi." Dou A said justifiably: "The two generals have abandoned the darkness and turned to the light before the fall of the small court. Even Tingwei has also made great contributions to His Majesty. ”

Come on, Cai Mian felt that it didn't make sense with Dou A at all.

In any country, place, or nation, people are all the same, but their temperament, thoughts, and actions are different, and that is the difference between people, just like Julian, who sometimes smiles all the time, and Gallus, who sometimes has a proud face, among the Romans.

"That Julian looks like a sinister smiling tiger." Dou Ah said that, but there was a smile on his face: "People like him, the more people are better for the big man." ”

The crowd had already tasted too much from Julian's attitude, including Julian's deliberate friendship, but that was based on Julian's betrayal of certain Romans, such as revealing in advance that Rome had been reunited.

"The news that Rome has been unified is indeed a surprise." Cai Mian's face began to deteriorate, he knew very well why the Persians were misleading, and he also understood why the Romans were concealing: "The Han is too far away from Daqin, and we will not take the initiative to stir up Daqin." But if someone takes the initiative to come over, they can stand our test, and the big man can also get benefits, so why not do it? ”

Dou Ah doesn't like to get involved in these things. In his opinion, his knowledge is so much, and his field of expertise is on the battlefield, and some insidious battles are better taught to professionals. Thinking like this, he subconsciously looked at the accompanying Han army.

Most of the Han army naturally stayed at the dock, and only two hundred people followed, all of them infantry on foot, and they stood motionless and silent at the back, and the queue seemed to be cut by a knife, extremely neat.

Ahead, after Wang Meng shook hands with the crowd, a bishop dressed in red or an archbishop invited him into the church, saying that he would personally celebrate Mass for him.

"Your Mass is a refuge ceremony, isn't it?" Wang Meng put away his smile and said expressionlessly: "The Great Han respects anyone and whoever believes, and this envoy has no intention of converting to your lord. ”

Looking wrinkled but extremely obese bishop or archbishop, he really wants to hold a Mass for Wang Meng, and is even more eager to go to Han and give a Mass to the Son of Heaven of Han, and then Han will become the Lord's country of faith. He was both smiling and sincerely not knowing what he was talking about, and this time Marcus. Marca was not quick to translate.

"What did he say?" Wang Meng can already describe the expression on his face as cold as cold at this moment: "You translated it according to the original meaning." ”

Marcus. Maka looked like he was holding back his anger, and first asked, "Do you really want to listen?" Later, he translated: "He said that the Lord is omnipresent, and that only the Lord is the only true God in the world, and the rest are false gods, and one day all false gods will be destroyed." ”

The reason why Wang Meng's face was so cold was because he understood some Roman dialect.

Well, this person who doesn't know whether it's a bishop or an archbishop, he said that their lord is the only true God, and no matter what any people in other countries think, the Son of Heaven of the Han people is one of the gods, does it mean that they also want to destroy the Son of Heaven?

"Can I understand it as a religion of the first governor and the first religion, or ...... Rome? When the envoy first arrived in Constantinople...... Wang Meng laughed, still laughing very wantonly: "Immediately declare war on the Han?" ”

Marcus. Maka was extremely annoyed and translated Wang Meng's words out loud, in exchange for exclamations and roars.