"This is the hanfu I made: 襜褕."

Wang Dongwei held a set of neatly folded clothes including a middle coat in his hand and handed it to Yan Luo: "The so-called 襜褕, that is, straight skirting, there is such a sentence in the text explanation: a straight jacket is called a straight jacket." In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, straight skirting has already appeared. ”

"What I made, strictly speaking, should be a straight-lined deep coat, borrowing from the shape of Zhuzi's deep coat: round coat, square neckline, black edge, large belt, but no crown and scarf, in addition, linen is only used white, cyan, no other colors."

"But to be honest, white and blue, it's still very good to make men's Hanfu."

"In line with the integrity of the Han people."

In the past 2 days, Yan Luo remembered and even memorized a lot of knowledge related to ancient Chinese culture, and he was no stranger to putting on this set of straight-lined deep clothes, and immediately became an ancient scholar in the TV series.

Seeing this man who is 1.8 meters tall, with fair skin and ivory color, a face like a crown of jade, and a long body, Wang Dongwei couldn't help but admire with envy: "It's really ...... Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. ”

"Even if you praise me like that, I won't be happy."

Yan Luo took out the dragon stick expressionlessly, tied this steel, 62-pound weapon with two cloth belts, and tied it to the back.

"You bring the Han sword, the eight-sided Han sword is matching the Hanfu."

"There is a saying: A gentleman wears a sword, I have never heard of a gentleman carrying a stick." Wang Dongwei handed over the sword.

"In this era, long weapons mean smart technology and advanced productivity. This dragon stick is 2.4 meters long, weighs 62 pounds, and is made of steel, which can deter the Greeks. ”

After listening to Yan Luo's words, Wang Dongwei thought about it and felt that it was the same, so he no longer insisted, and he took out a piece of jade from the mobile phone space.

"Magic weapon?" Zhu Xiaoyong saw this piece of jade, the front color is pure green, the back is golden and red, the pattern is a dragon hovering over a Yunzhi, and his eyes widened, the shape of this piece of jade made him can't help but think of the Xiuzhen jade talisman.

"How could it be a magic weapon!" Wang Dongwei shook his head helplessly.

"It's just a piece, it's a very ordinary jade, I used 200 points of biological energy to exchange it, there is no special effect, it belongs to the ornament, I saw that I liked it, so I bought it."

"Yanluo, you tie this piece of jade and wear it around your waist."

"Since there are no special effects, what do you want Yanluo Daiyu to do?" Zhu Xiaoyong asked a little puzzled, he touched this piece of jade and felt that it was not a precious Hetian jade, even if the watch world should not be able to sell it for too much money, he actually exchanged 200 points of biological energy for it, it was crazy!

"A gentleman is like jade. Jade, the beauty of stone, the gentleman, the virtuous person. Jade is not heavy on color but on quality, gentlemen are not heavy on status, money is too little, handsome and ugly appearance is important to moral cultivation, and gentlemen are more virtuous than jade. The gentleman has no reason, and the jade does not go to the body. ”

"Sword and jade are both gentlemen's things, and Yan Luo, as a negotiating figure among our three 'Huaxia' envoys, naturally wants to show the demeanor of a Chinese gentleman."

This time, Yan Luo did not refuse, and tied this piece of dragon jade.

In fact, there is another decoration on his hair: the mask of joy and sorrow.

"Alright, let's go! Zhu Xiaoyong, remember, no matter what, you can't lose face! If something happens to you, don't blame me, you'll be a stranger in the future! Wang Dongwei's tone was a little stern, if it wasn't for him in the world last time, this fat house would have died a long time ago.

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, although I'm fat and homely, I'm not stupid."

Zhu Xiaoyong wore a different shirt from Yan Luo, he was wearing a pan-collared robe, which could make him look a little thinner, while Wang Dongwei himself wore a "shirt", a sleeveless caftan that appeared in the Tang Dynasty and was popular in the Song and Ming dynasties.

Wang Dongwei put an eight-sided Han sword on his waist, and Zhu Xiaoyong wrapped the ghost-headed knife with a cloth, and then learned to carry it on Yanluo's back.

"Let's go."

Yan Luo walked in front, carrying sticks, Peiyu, Wang Dongwei and Zhu Xiaoyong, one left and one right, following behind.

A carriage from the city of Athens was already waiting in the Karta camp.

After getting in, the four-wheeled carriage immediately disappeared.

At this moment, the city of Athens was crowded with people, not to mention more than 7,000 men out of 30,000 citizens, even some women and children, who also came to the streets, and of course, the largest number were Gentiles - it was ridiculous and curious to provoke Athens by several Eastern envoys.

All in all, it's a lot of fun.

Many people were dressed up, and some of the buildings were cleaned.

After the arrival of foreign envoys, Emperor Yang of Sui even ordered that the vegetables sold in the capital must be wrapped with dragon beard mats and willow trees wrapped in silk. The current Athenians also want to give the three Orientals the impression that the city is strong and prosperous.

Pericles, along with five hundred councillors, dozens of senators, and various scholars, were in the Parthenon of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese envoy.

The carriage entered the city of Athens without stopping until it reached the main gate of the Acropolis.

Yan Luo, Wang Dongwei, and Zhu Xiaoyong got down from the carriage to the ground, and immediately saw the crowd of people, as well as the buildings and temples on the hills.

On the hillside dotted with green trees, countless old boulders, towering stone pillars, and tall temples with almost no variegated colors are neat and tidy, and at a glance, even modern people will feel a solemnity and heaviness that belongs to civilization.

Yanluo looked at the Parthenon, which seemed to be dyed with a golden light in the light of the rising sun.

"This is the Oriental? Huaxia, never heard of it. ”

"There are only three of them! How dare you despise us Greece! ”

"Are they wearing linen? It's weird...... Why didn't he wear the same clothes as those dedicated to the Archon Pericles? Hum! Surely such clothes in their country, also cherished incomparably, deliberately taken out to surprise us. ”

"Look! The young man in front of him, the stick on his back! How long is it? Looks like all-iron? ”

"No way, I'm a blacksmith, and it's absolutely impossible to forge a stick of iron so long! Will it break off in the middle - these strangers, make such sticks, to be scary? It's ridiculous! ”

……

All kinds of chattering were buzzing, and many Athenians glared angrily at the three of them, and under the watchful eyes of all eyes, the three began to hike up the mountain.

Yan Luo's expression was calm, his eyes did not squint, and he walked along the mountain road step by step.

In the past two days, he listened to Wang Dongwei explain the nine appearances of the "Book of Rites": the foot is heavy, the hands are respectful, the eyes are end, the mouth is stopped, the voice is quiet, the head is straight, the air is solemn, the appearance is virtuous, and the color is solemn. Now maintain the most dignified demeanor, steady steps, forward-looking, neither arrogant nor humble.

Carrying a 62-pound dragon stick, to be honest, it is not easy, the mask of joy, anger and sorrow on Yanluo's hair has been set at "mourning", and his physique is 1.1 times, but fortunately, weak emotions can be restrained and will not affect his appearance.

At this time, Wang Dongwei was already worried in his heart, he had never been like this in the watch world, he was watched by thousands of people, and he was filled with space with his eyes, and the invisible pressure almost made him breathless, and Zhu Xiaoyong of the fat house was even more "frightened".

"That'...... That one...... Brother Wang, I'm so nervous, I want to pee......" Zhu Xiaoyong whispered in Chinese.

"Hold back! Now we represent not only ourselves, but also the face of Huaxia! Wang Dongwei gritted his teeth and suppressed the panic in his heart, "Don't look at those Greeks, look at Yanluo's back, let's walk behind him, don't worry about anything else!" ”

"Calm, calm ......"

Zhu Xiaoyong thought silently in his heart, looking at Yan Luo, this guy was carrying a heavy dragon stick but his spine was straight, his steps were not big or small, every step was as if measured by a ruler, seeing this scenery for some reason, his heart stabilized a little.

On the road, Athenians, Gentiles, and even slaves—many of whom had brought slaves to show off to the foreign envoys—all curious, cold, and mostly angry, under the gaze of Ara, who walked up the hill with a blank face, and stood in the square of the Parthenon.

He saw the consul in a leather jacket and trousers holding a scepter, and a scholar, senator, and councillor dressed as Shimashin.

A man stepped forward and stood in front of the trio.

Yan Luo looked at the man, about 50 years old, with a curly beard and a book bound in Egyptian papyrus with a name written in Greek on his arm, and the man bent slightly, performed an ancient Greek etiquette, and said:

"I am Herodotus."