The hot night breeze blows through the city, the brazier is a quiet burning flame, shining the shadow of a group of Parthian palace guards who patrol the temple pillar one by one, there is a soft and comfortable string plucking in the distance, the Han Dynasty envoy Gongsun Yue stood in front of the rock-made pool, looking at the stone statue about two zhang high in the middle, with short hair and wearing a crown, listening to the Dawan merchants who can speak Chinese and Sabbath in the procession say that this stone statue is Arsaxi, the founding monarch of Parthia.

"How can a man who rests without knowing reverence place a dignified king outside the palace." Gongsun Yue put his hands behind his back, looked at the stone statue with his head held high and said, and later, he bowed to the stone statue of Arsaxi: "...... no matter which dynasty or generation of the founding emperor, they are all outstanding people, and the foreign ministers I am waiting for should bow to show respect." ”

"The messenger has a point." The merchant who acted as an interpreter nodded his head, stood behind the old man and bowed his hand, and after a moment, he approached and asked, "Messenger, will the Parthian emperor see us when he hears that he is sick in bed?" ”

"Since we have been allowed to enter this palace, don't worry, just wait in peace to meet us." Gongsun Yue stroked the gray beard under his chin, looked at the outline of the palace in the darkness around him, and occasionally saw the figure walking in the sporadic firelight, and sighed in a low voice: "It's a pity that it's not the right time to come, if you can see what the foreign palace is like during the day......"

As they spoke, a figure walking in the distance came through the arch made of rock, an official who informed the Parthian Emperor that he had received them in the main hall. Gongsun Yue nodded, and walked with a few guards and the Dawan translator all the way with the man, most of the surroundings were in Greek style, and there was little wood, which made the uninformed old man feel novel, but as the envoy of the Western Expeditionary Army, his expression remained calm.

The soft sound of the piano gradually became clear, as an arched temple door in front of it was pushed open, and several women wearing only a loose robe sat on the stone steps under the six temple pillars and stroked the strings in their arms, the middle of the hall was recessed, and there were stone steps on all sides, most of the palace guards stood on the stone steps and stood side by side with the temple pillars, and in the front of the front, a large golden chair covered with white fur, and the center of the chair was inlaid with a fist-sized ruby, and then a figure with a staggering step walked over from the side with the help of others.

The thin and weak Parthian Emperor wore a triple crown and trembled slightly in the sight of Gongsun Yue and others, and sat down.

“…… It had been a long time since Parthia had seen the Celeus from the far east...... Can you tell me...... What are you here for? Is the Silk Road opening again? Parthia has been looking forward to it for a long time.....cough cough ......"

"What did he say?" Gongsun Yue looked at the emperor who was older than him above, and turned his head slightly to ask the translator beside him, after the latter truthfully told him the original words, the old man nodded and arched his hand: "Back then, the Silk Road, favored my Han Dynasty, Anxi and Great Qin, if it can be reopened, the envoy is also full of expectations, but Your Majesty's body should be taken care of." ”

After listening to the translated words, the emperor above closed his shriveled and deep-set eyes slightly, "...... I am sick, and the Romans have taken possession of Ctesiphon and robbed the valley of the Euphrates River with them...... Illness has been haunting my body ever since...... O messenger of the East, Parthia still needs me, have you made me weak in the East, and ...... again Coruscate? Let me pick up my heavy weapon again and step on my horse....."

Just as the weak voice continued, the servant standing on the side of the throne turned his head, and his figure attacked, and a tall and vigorous young man wearing an open purple-edged white robe and an olive-woven head ring walked over, and the old emperor who was finishing speaking glanced at him, smiled and introduced to Gongsun Yue below: "This is my son, Vologis, the future successor of Parthia. ”

"Dear Cyrius, the Parthian Empire is glad to see you again in a hundred years." Vologis stood a little below the side of the throne with a smile on his handsome face.

Gongsun Yue arched his hand to him: "My Dahan is also very happy to come and rest in peace." ”

The young man only smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded at this sentence, and the Parthian emperor next to him slowly spoke at this time: "Then..... messenger of Cylius, what are you coming to my country for?" You haven't told me yet...... The gifts that have been sent have been received, and the Parthians will not accept your things in vain. ”

Vologis was also quietly waiting for an answer from the Serius below.

"Your Majesty, on the way to here, I heard that there was a constant war between Anxi and Daqin, and I just heard that several cities and rivers in Anxi were robbed by the other party, so Your Majesty didn't think about taking them back?"

Vologis over there was stunned for a moment, and the old man on the throne leaned forward slightly, and there was a trace of emotional fluctuation in his cloudy eyes, "...... When I was younger, I read records of the Celes of the East...... It is a kingdom of wisdom, messenger...... Tell me how to get back the Euphrates and Ctesiphon...... And what does Parthia need to give....."

"You have a grudge against Rome?" Vologis couldn't help but ask.

After Dawan whispered a few words in Gongsun Yue's ear, the old man held a scepter and nodded to the Parthian Emperor in the first place, which was a different state he had shown for more than ten years.

“…… In the past, the Silk Road, resting in the ground, trade to get a lot of benefits, relatively speaking, you and I are very friendly to cooperate, three hundred years ago, my Han sent an envoy to the east of your country, more ceremoniously welcomed, there is no conflict between the two countries, and even now, there is a common enemy, that is, there are common interests. ”

"I understand, you want to pass through Parthia." The Parthian Emperor's voice was hoarse like thick phlegm stuck in his throat. The thin and shriveled palm rubbed against the armrest of the throne, and his voice sank: "Cylius of the East has a great enmity with Rome. ”

"Exactly, the whole thing, my Han needs to personally find their emperor and explain it clearly."

Vologis interjected: "Parthia does not allow the armies of other countries to enter. ”

"The prince has a point." Gongsun Yue smiled and clenched the scepter in his hand, "But you must understand that you and the Great Qin people are mortal enemies, and they are weaker than each other, without external help, if you want to take back your own city, there is still a long way to go. ”

The words were also translated at the same time, and they reached the opposite side, and the Parthian emperor narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up: "What way?" ”

"Kill it directly!" The tone fell categorically.

"The Parthians are not afraid of any threat, including you! Cylius. Vologis raised his chin and snorted.

The eyes of the surrounding guards became fierce, and they looked at the Dongfang in the middle with the hilt of their knives in their hands, Gongsun Yue was not afraid of their gazes, and pulled away the trembling Dawan translator, "Continue to convey my words to them." His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, staring at the Parthian Emperor who was standing on the first side: "If Your Majesty is ready to start a war with my Great Han, then is it ready for war with the Great Qin people?" There is a war in the east, do you say that the Great Qin Emperor who borders on it will let go of such a good opportunity? There are only two ways, either work together, or strike between the east and the west, and rest and destroy the country-"

The emperor standing in front of the throne was silent for a while: "The wisdom of the Celeus people sends chills down my heart...... Are there any other options for Parthia? ”

"Children will choose, adults only look at interests! Moreover, we cannot stay in the West for long, and sooner or later the land of the Romans will also be the territory of His Majesty. ”

The emperor hummed softly, sat back, pondered for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Well, it is best for the Cylius and Parthians to have a common enemy. He held up a finger: "..... but it is impossible to pass through the hinterland of our country, any king allows this to happen, you can go to the border cities, the Parthians are also hospitable, they will give you sweet spring water, full food, and even provide women to vent. Slave your soldiers, but you must not disturb or attack any part of Parthia...... Otherwise, our agreement will be null and void. ”

"Your Majesty wise." Gongsun Yue took a breath, "If you and I settle this matter peacefully, we will have a foundation for mutual trust, and then join hands to attack Great Qin, and everything will go smoothly." ”

The Parthian Emperor smiled and nodded.

Then he discussed the details with Gongsun Yue for a while, and his body was a little unbearable, and after sending someone to send the other party out of the palace, he went back to the corridor of the dormitory, and Vologis followed behind, "Father, don't be gullible if you say something from the Selius, the Romans still have to rely on us to defeat ourselves." ”

The stumbling footsteps stopped, and under the crown studded with various gemstones, the white-bearded emperor looked at the stars and moon outside the corridor, his face was solemn and majestic, and his voice slowly spoke: "The Parthian soldiers will not fight in front, they only need to pay a small ...... For a small price, let the people of Cylius pave the way for us to move forward..... my son, this is wisdom, and learn more from your brother Ardaban in this matter. ”

Seeing the old man leave for a while, the young man standing under the porch clenched his fists, his handsome and fair face was gloomy, and his tall and sturdy body faintly condensed with a fierce aura.

“…… To destroy this alliance, to ruin your prestige and reputation, and to make all Parthians, satraps, and nobles think that you are no longer fit to be emperor, this is the wisdom of being the son ..... the new future Parthian emperor. ”

He looked at the closed door of the temple, turned and walked into the night, the soldiers behind him clattered out the dull and solemn footsteps, and in the farther direction, the guards around him saluted, the dense stars and moon in the sky, the cold light sprinkled could not shine in the dark corner, and a pair of eyes watched all this strangely.

Soon, the news came quietly.