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Chrytheus founded a city in the bay of Thessaly and the kingdom of Iorcas and passed it on to his son Esson. 【△網. Later, Esson's younger brother Polias usurped the throne. After Esson's death, his son Iason, fled to the half-man, half-horse Kattauros tribe of Caron. Caron trains Iason to be a hero. In his old age, he was disturbed by an oracle.

The oracle warned him to beware of people who wore only one shoe. He thought about it repeatedly, but he couldn't guess the meaning of the words. At the age of 20, Iason set out to return to his homeland to claim the right to the throne from Polias. He brought two spears, one for throwing and one for assassination.

He was wrapped in a leopard skin, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders. On the way, he passed a large river, and an old woman beside the river begged him to help her cross the river. In fact, she is Hera, the mother of the gods, and an enemy of King Polyas.

Because of her disguise, Iason did not recognize her. He crossed the river with the old woman on his back. In the middle of the river, one of his shoes got stuck in the mud and could not be pulled out. With one foot in his shoes and the other barefoot, he continued on his way to the market of Iorcas, where a crowd was busy, and it turned out that his uncle Polyas was making a devout sacrifice to Poseidon, the god of the sea.

When the people saw that Iason was handsome and magnificent, they were amazed, and thought that Apollo or Ares had come to earth. The king, who was laying out the offerings, was also surprised when he saw Iason, who had come by, for the stranger was wearing only one shoe.

When the sacred ritual was over, he immediately walked to the stranger and asked him who he was and where his home was. Although he pretended to be casual when he was questioned, his heart was full of doubts and fears.

Iasonn boldly replied that he was the son of Esson, who had grown up in a cave in Charon. Now he is back and wants to see his father's old home. The cunning Perias listened politely, and received him cordially, not allowing the slightest panic or uneasiness to be revealed.

He sent for Iason to walk around the palace. Iason looked at his father's old home with a longing gaze, feeling very satisfied. For five days, he celebrated their reunion with his cousins and relatives.

On the sixth day, they left the tent they had set up for their guests and came before King Polyas. Eason, in a humble manner, said to his uncle, "You know, O king, that I am the son of a rightful king, and that all that you occupy belongs to me. But I am willing to leave to you the flocks, the herds, and the land, even though you have taken them from my father.

I want nothing but the scepter and the throne of my father. “

Polyas quickly calmed down and said kindly, "I am willing to meet your request." But you must also grant one of my requests to do one thing for me. I was too old to do it.

For a long time, I dreamed of the ghost of Phryxus at night. He asked me to calm his soul and grant one of his wishes, to go to King Aetes of Colcastas, and to retrieve his remains and the Golden Fleece.

I should have gone, but I have to entrust you with this glorious mission for now, from which you can receive great honor. When you bring back this precious loot, you'll be rewarded with the Scepter and the throne. “

The origin of the Golden Fleece is as follows: Phryxos was the son of King Atamas, King of Bootia, who had been mistreated by his father's favorite concubine, Ino. In order to save her son, his biological mother Nephil quietly carried him out of the palace with the help of his sister Hele. Nephil was a cloud god who had her son and daughter ride on the back of a winged ram. dudu1;

The ram's hair was pure gold. It was a gift she had received from Hermes, the messenger of the gods and the goddess of the undead. The siblings rode this magical sheep in the air, flying over land and sea. On the way, her sister Hele became dizzy, fell off the back of a sheep, fell into the sea and drowned. Since then, the sea has been called the Helesponto, also known as the Hellesponto.

Phryxos reached Colchis on the Black Sea coast safely, where he was warmly received by King Aeetes and betrothed his daughter Kalchiobes. Phryxus slaughtered the golden sheep as a sacrifice to Zeus to thank him for his escape.

He offered the Golden Fleece as a gift to King Aetes. The king also presented it to Ares, the god of war, who commanded it to be nailed to the sacred grove in honor of Ares, and to send a fiery dragon to guard it, because the oracle told him that his life was closely tied to the Golden Fleece, and that if the Golden Fleece existed, he would die, and if the Golden Fleece died, he would die.

The Golden Fleece is considered a rare treasure and has long been known to the Greeks. Many heroes and kings wanted it. Therefore, King Polias took it for granted that Iason should be encouraged to retrieve the treasure.

Iason really agreed, he didn't see his uncle's real intention to risk his death, but he readily agreed to complete the adventure.

Famous Greek heroes were invited to take part in this heroic feat. At the foot of Mount Pelion, under the direction of Athena, the brilliant Greek architect Argo built a magnificent ship with fifty oars made of solid wood that would not rot in the sea.

The ship was named "Argo" after the shipbuilder, who was the son of Alisto. This ship was the largest ship that the Greeks had ever sailed on the seas. The sail was made of wood from a talking oak tree in front of the temple of Dodona, which could be used for divination, a gift from the goddess Athena. The flamboyant ships are decorated with rich patterned plates on both sides, but the hull is light so that the heroes can carry it on their shoulders.

When the ship was built and equipped, the sailors on the Argo drew lots to decide where they would be on board. Iasonn commanded the ship, Timfes at the helm, the sharp-eyed Ringus as the pilot, the famous hero Hercules in charge of the fore cabin, and Achilles' father Peleus and Ajax's father Telamon in the aft cabin.

The rest of the sailors were the sons of Zeus, Kastor and Polydius, the father of Nestor, king of Piros, Admetus, the husband of the faithful wife Alcetis, Melaculus, who killed the Calydonian boar, the genius singer Orpheus, the father of Patroclus, Menotios, Theseus, who later became king of Athens, and his friend Peritous, the young friend of Hercules, Hylas, the son of Poseidon, the god of the sea, and Aeryus, the father of Ajax the Younger.

Iason sacrificed his ship to Poseidon, the god of the sea. Before, all the heroes made sacrificial offerings to Poseidon and the rest of the sea gods and prayed devoutly.

When all the heroes were in their place, Iason, at the command of Iason, they pulled anchor and set sail, and fifty oars rowed together, and the great ship rode the wind and waves, and soon the port of Iorcas was left far behind. The heroes sailed in high spirits over islands and mountains. The next day, a strong wind arose at sea, and the raging waves carried them all the way to the port of Remnos.

On the island of Remnos, a strange thing happened a year ago, when the women almost all killed the men of the island, their husbands, because their husbands had brought back many foreign women from Thrace, and Aphrodite, the goddess of love, aroused their jealousy. Of the women, only Hypersy Burle forgave her father, King Toas, and hid him in a wooden box, threw him into the sea, and left him to drift.

From then on, the women always feared that the Thracians would come to attack Remnos, and they often stood on the shore with a wary view of the sea, beware of the sudden arrival of ships.

Now, when they saw the Argo ship approaching the shore at a rapid pace, they could not help but be terrified. Armed in full armor, they rushed out of the city gates and waited on the coast like soldiers of the Amazonian women's country. The heroes of Argo were amazed to see a group of armed women gathered on the shore, but not a single man. They sent a messenger with a staff of peace in hand and a small boat to the strange procession. dudu2;

They surrounded him and took him to Queen Hyperthyberry. The messenger politely conveyed the plea of the Argonaut heroes to let them enter the harbor and rest. The queen immediately summoned her men to the city's market, sat on the marble throne where her father had once sit, and reported to the people the peace demands of the Argot heroes.

She stood up and said, "Dear sisters, we have committed a great sin and foolishly exterminated all men. Now, they beg us that we can't abandon our friends. But we also need to be careful not to let them know about our stupidity.

Therefore, I propose to bring food, wine, and other necessities aboard the ship, in such a friendly gesture as to keep us safe, and to keep these strangers far out of the city. “

The queen sat down again. Then a woman, who was so old that she could not even speak, said: "It is right to give gifts to strangers, but it should also be thought of what would happen if the Thracians rushed at them?" If only a merciful God blessed us, then we can sleep in peace without fear of danger. Of course, an old woman like me doesn't need to be afraid, anyway, before the danger comes, and everything is not over, we will die. You young people are different, how will you live in the future? Does the ploughing ox put on its own yoke and plough the field by itself? Will they go and harvest for you?

You are not willing to do such hard work. I advise you not to miss the opportunity to deliver your property, and to give all your possessions to the strangers, so that they can govern your city! “

The old man's suggestion won the approval of the women. The queen sent a young woman back to the ship with the messenger to express their wishes to the heroes of Argot.

The heroes were delighted to hear this, and they had no doubt that they thought that Hyperthyburler had inherited the throne peacefully after his father's death. Iason, donning the purple cloak given by Athena, set out for the city. As he passed through the gates, the women poured out to welcome him, pleased with the guest.

In accordance with etiquette, Iason kept his eyes on the ground and hurried towards the queen's palace. The maids opened the palace gates and warmly welcomed the guests. The young envoy led him all the way into the inner chamber of the female monarch. He sat down in an ornate chair in front of the Queen. Hyperthyberry hung her head down, a blush on her cheeks. In a gentle and shy voice, she said:

"Strangers, why are you huddled outside the city? There are no men in Remnos, so you don't have to be afraid. Our husbands have turned their backs on us because of their unfaithfulness. They took the Thracian women they had taken from the war as concubines and emigrated to their homeland, taking with them their sons and male servants, and we were left alone.

So, I want you to stay here. If you wish, you can sit on my father's throne in my place and be our head. Our kingdom is the richest island in the sea, and you will love this place.

I hope you will tell your friends my advice when you go back, and you will stop staying outside the city. “

Iason replied, "Ah, Queen, we accept your help with gratitude. I will share your advice with my companions, and I will be willing to return to the city. But none of us can accept the scepter and the island, so please take charge of it yourself! It's not that I look down on them, but a fierce war awaits me in a distant place. After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hands to bid farewell to the queen, and hurried back to the seaside.

The women immediately arrived in a fast train with many gifts. The heroes of the ship had heard Iason's explanation, so the women easily persuaded them to go into the city and live in their homes.

Iasong lived directly in the palace, and the others lived here and there, and everyone was very happy. Only Hercules, who was born misogynistic and insisted on staying on board with a few companions. dudu3;

Now every family in the city is feasting, the wine is fragrant, the songs and laughter are singing, and the shadows are dancing. The smoke and flames of the sacrifice were swirling and floating into the sky. Women and guests alike religiously worshipped the island's protector goddess, Herstos, and his wife, Aphrodite.

The date of the voyage was delayed day by day. If Hercules hadn't been tempted to get off the ship and urge his companions to leave, the heroes of Argo would have been nostalgic for the passionate and docile woman! "You fools,"

He said disdainfully, "Aren't the women of your country enough for you to enjoy?" Are you here for the sake of your wives? Do you want to stay in Remnos and live like a peasant? Do you think that the gods of heaven will take the Golden Fleece and put it under our feet? We'll just go back and forget it. As I will, let Iason stay here and marry Hyperthyburle, and have a great number of sons, and from then on let other heroes create great achievements! “

Hercules was stubborn by nature, and no one dared to disobey him. Everyone packed up and prepared to set sail. The women of the city, having guessed their intentions, rushed to entangle them like a swarm of bees, complaining and pleading, weeping and crying.

In the end, they had to succumb to fate. With tears in his eyes, Hypersy came forward, took Iason's hand, and said, "Go, may the gods bless you and your companions, and let you get your wish and get the Golden Fleece!" When you come to triumph, you will return, and the island and my father's scepter are still waiting for you. I know you may not be ready to come back, at least miss me from afar! “

Iason's first to return to the ship, and the others followed him aboard. The heroes untie the ropes and shake the oars. Soon, Hellesponto was left behind.

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The wind from Thrace blew the great ships of the heroes of Argo to the shores of Vlikia. There is an island of Kitchenos, inhabited by the Duliona people, whose neighbors are extremely savage indigenous giants. These giants had six arms: one on each broad shoulder, and two at each waist.

The Duliona are descendants of the god of the sea, who protects them from the giants. Their king was the pious Quitkos. When he heard that a great ship was coming from the sea, he immediately went out with all the people of the city to meet the heroes of Argo, and asked them to stop the ship in the harbor, for the king had heard an oracle that if a noble army of heroes came, he should receive them in a friendly manner, and never come into conflict with them.

Remembering the oracle, the king entertained them warmly, slaughtered many cattle, and generously helped the heroes of Argot with wine.

King Kitchenkos was still a young man and had only begun to grow a beard. His wife was sick and lay in the palace. Kisskos obeyed the will of the gods, and he settled his wife to feast with the strangers. The Argot heroes told him the purpose and intentions of the voyage, and he gave them detailed instructions on the route to take.

The next morning, they climbed a high mountain to observe the island's position on the sea, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the sea and sky. Suddenly, a group of giants came from all directions and sealed off the harbor with huge rocks, preventing ships from entering or leaving. The Argonauts, still in the harbor, was guarded by Hercules, who was reluctant to go ashore, and when he saw a group of giants encroaching on the harbor, he took his bow and arrows and shot many of them.

When the other heroes heard the news, they beat the giants to the ground with spears and bows, and they lay like felled trees around the harbor. The heroes of Argo were victorious, set sail again, and sailed into the sea.

During the night, the wind on the sea changed. Before the Argo heroes could understand it, they were blown back to the shores of Duliona by a strong wind, and they thought they had arrived at the port of Flikia! Awakened from their slumber by the noise of the landing, the Durionians hurriedly took up their arms and challenged, not recognizing that the other party was the friend they had given the same grand reception yesterday.

The two sides have launched an unfortunate fight! Heroic in his own hand, Iason plunged his spear into the chest of the generous and pious King Kidchkos. The people of Duriona fled back into the city and closed its gates. It wasn't until the sun rose the next day and the red glow reflected in the sky that the two sides realized that there had been a terrible misunderstanding.

Seeing the king lying in a pool of blood, Iason's and his heroes were filled with infinite grief, and for three days in a row they mourned the dead with the people of Duliona. In the end, the heroes set sail again. The king's wife, Crete, died of grief. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.