Chapter Thirty-Six: Fusion Success

"Is it the goddess Iris who has plated the rainbow of the sky on such a color?" An elder, with a slightly trembling hand, touched the orange leather jacket in the gold tray.

Another veteran stared at the blue trousers in the silver tray.

"What a wonderful color! As blue as the sky and as beautiful as a jewel...... Yes...... How soft is it? Like a girl's tender skin, is it the fluff on a lamb's body? ”

The patriarch's fingers touched the white velvet layer inside this "plush pants".

Velvet thread, naturally very soft.

This patriarch, who is in his 60s and is already very old, is one of the disciples of the famous Greek lyric poet Simonides, and he rubbed this autumn trouser with his thin palm with an intoxicated expression: "The muse Aouid gave me inspiration, and I want to ...... for this one." Is it called autumn pants? Write a poem. ”

"Ahh The clear blue sky, the snow-white cloud velvet, I cut a piece, cut it into autumn pants, and wore it on my body, which warmed my heart. ”

Ancient Greek poetry is characterized by its shortness, relevance to life, and straightforwardness, some of which are exactly like the vernacular of modern poetry, such as Simonides' famous "Palazza". The elder's poem was excellent in the eyes of the other elders, and immediately there was warm applause in this chamber.

Pericles, the consul, looked a little old, with thick, curly hair and beard, and wore a pure white Himashen robe.

This is BC, dyeing is not easy, the Greeks most often wear white, followed by brown and cyan. The color of the leather jacket and autumn pants is enough to attract anyone's attention in this era, and he reached out and touched the leather jacket and touched the autumn pants.

"The material, and our leather armor and clothes, are completely different! Well? ”

The gaze of the chief general of Athens, the consul of the Senate, was fixed on the nameplate of the leather jacket. The metal plaques with unknown letters and reliefs are simply exquisite! You must know that whether it is the Greeks or the Persians, the decoration on the leather armor is at most decorated with iron pieces and raised copper nails.

"Hiss......"

Pericles took a breath of cold air.

As one of the most outstanding statesmen in ancient Greece, he can completely see what level of technical level is contained in this leather armor. The autumn pants seem to be spun by perfectly blending wool and linen, and they are soft and warm beyond imagination.

"What country did those three envoys come from? Also, how did they end up at Camp Corta? ”

Little Davers was soon brought up by the guards, and the young man saw so many senators, as well as the chief general, the consul, who was very reserved, and stammered.

"Three people, from the country of the East, Huaxia? What a strange name......"

"The ship is on the ocean, and it is damaged by wind and waves? Come to Greece to promote Chinese culture? Spreading civilization? Greece is the center of civilization, and Athens is the center of the center! What, that messenger was arrogant and called us Greeks barbarians? Uncivilized? ”

At this moment, the entire Senate suddenly exploded.

The crowd was passionate.

Most of these patriarchs are old men over 50 years old, and many of them are angry and bloody, and their faces are red. Civilization has always been the source of the most pride, countries can be destroyed, people can die, and civilization means inheritance! To be called a "barbarian" is simply a disgrace, a complete disgrace!

"Alix, Okoro, Arcistes, and Gadeus were killed, and they wanted to snatch each other's leather armor and weapons? Damn, disgrace us Greeks in front of the messengers...... Those four people weren't citizens of Athens, were they? A patriarch asked.

"No, Squadron Leader Alix is from Farsala, and the other three are from Thessaly, Lucaria, and Kersonis."

Pericles had already taken off the Himashen on his body at this time, the people of this era did not wear underwear, and the Greeks did not mind being naked in front of other people, and the consul took off his clothes, revealing his old, hairy body.

He put on his pants to cover his leg hair and put on a leather jacket.

Ancient European men in the Middle Ages liked to wear leggings, autumn pants and leggings are similar, showing the contours of the legs completely, plus a bright orange leather jacket decorated with gold plaques, this body is more than 400 BC, it is simply "trendy" beyond imagination.

Pericles raised his hand and turned around in place a few times, an old man, looking at either his eyes shining, or his face full of envy - what Spring and Autumn leather armor, Warring States autumn pants, I'm afraid there is no part for them.

From this set of clothes and armor, it can be seen that the so-called Huaxia is definitely a place with a highly developed civilization. But we, Greece, will never lose to any country in civilization! Even Persia seems to us to be a bunch of savages! ”

The chief general reached out and took the archon's golden scepter.

Red leather jacket, blue autumn pants, golden scepter, seeing this scene, little Davers was shocked, and his legs were weak and he actually knelt down.

"Did I see Zeus?" The young soldier muttered.

"Hahaha......"

Pericles couldn't help but smirk.

"Elders, I propose that a citizen's notice be issued today, and that tomorrow the citizens of the city of Athens be prepared, and the morning after tomorrow, to receive these envoys from China. Since it is a country that can make such exquisite leather armor and delicate autumn pants, it should also be a civilized country. ”

"But no country is qualified to call us Greeks barbarians!"

"Wait until the day after tomorrow to show these envoys the civilization of Greece, the most democratic and prosperous city-state of Athens! Let them know that we in Athens are the noblest place in this world! Convince the strangers and make them kneel in the temple of Zeus and repent of what was said! ”

"Roar!"

One by one, these patriarchs were all angry and eager to try, and now, having defeated Persia, Greece was in its most glorious era. Production in Athens was carried out entirely by slaves, and the citizens, most of the time, devoted themselves to art, philosophy, poetry, and fitness, and the arrival of a few foreigners who claimed to spread civilization was also a pleasure for the whole city.

When little Davers left the city of Athens and returned to the Corta camp with the news that the Athenian consul had allowed the three to enter the Acropolis the morning after tomorrow, Wang Dongwei was sewing with a bone needle.

Beside him was a scavenging collection of white and cyan linen from the camp.

"The day after tomorrow? Good. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief: "If it's too late tomorrow, thanks to the day after tomorrow." ”

"I said."

Zhu Xiaoyong said helplessly in Chinese on the side: "Aren't the clothes we have now, Yanluo's jeans, and black and white striped shirts very handsome?" My clothes and yours, in this era, are all unseen by others, why bother with that effort, what kind of Hanfu? Now the Han Dynasty has not appeared. ”

"You don't understand, Hanfu is not the clothes of the Han Dynasty, but the clothes of the Han people."

"There is the beauty of uniforms, and there is the summer of etiquette."

Wang Dongwei put down the bone needle in his hand and looked solemn: "Now we set our identity as a messenger, and we also said a name like Huaxia, which represents not only ourselves, but also our civilization!" Even if this is just the inner world, even if our purpose is to participate in the Olympic Games, as Han people, descendants of Yan and Huang, we cannot humiliate the name of Huaxia. ”

"Could it be that these jeans, suit pants, shorts, shirts, on our bodies, represent our identity? Can you represent our nation? ”

"Wear the clothes of my Han family, and prosper my country of etiquette."

Yan Luo listened quietly on the side, he is now kneeling with his legs, this is the "ceremony" that Wang Dongwei confessed last night, kneeling, also called "sitting", sitting upright, upright, hands on his knees, his consciousness is immersed in the heartless puppet.

From yesterday to now, the emotion of 100 points is finally full value.

20 points of greed, 20 points of shock, 60 points of fear.

"Fusion!"

In the consciousness, the three rays of light converged together, and gradually a mask showed its outline in the light, this time there was no more sound of crumbling, and the fusion of the three emotions was actually successful! A white, yellow, and black mask is completely formed.