"Your Majesty, did you really ask your ministers to dig this palace?"

Mueller hesitated and said, "This may destroy the temple of Avadhana." ”

Mueller was a little distressed.

After all, this Abadhana Hall is really a splendid palace.

The hall is square in shape, with a length of 61 meters on each side.

There are 36 stone pillars in the hall, and 12 stone pillars in the front porch and left and right side corridors outside the hall, a total of 72 pillars.

The stone pillars are eighteen meters high, with bull carvings at the capitals, and they are used to support the roof.

Wouldn't it be a pity if such a palace were destroyed?

Qingji just smiled and said, "If it's ruined, it's ruined." ”

Why would Qingji say such a thing?

He was always Chinese, not Persian.

This kind of palace destruction, Qingji is not necessarily a "sinner"!

"That's?"

Qingji suddenly saw a very magnificent hall opposite.

There is only a small courtyard separated from the main hall of the audience, and there is an even larger building!

What's the situation?

Muller introduced: "Your Majesty, this is the audience hall of Xerxes. ”

"The hall inside the hall is also square, with a length of 73 meters on each side, and is called the Hundred Pillars Hall because there are 100 stone pillars 13 meters high in the hall."

"In this splendid hall, King Xerxes usually sits on a throne among the 100 pillars, entertaining distinguished guests from afar."

Hearing this, Qingji smiled and said, "The father and son are both so poor and extravagant, and they are so reckless, no wonder the Persian Congress collapsed so quickly and so vulnerable. ”

"What is the place behind the Hundred Pillars Hall?"

"Back to Your Majesty, at the back of the Hundred Pillars Hall, there is a congested vault, storage room, and sleeping palace."

Mueller bowed his head and said, "That vault is as complicated as a labyrinth. The so-called 'harem' was located next to the main hall and was inhabited by many women and their children. ”

Qingji suddenly became interested.

Only then did Qingji realize that he had underestimated the wealth of the Persians.

Such as this magnificent palace and the capital city of Persepolis.

When Darius I decided to establish his capital on the arid plains of Fars, he considered making the capital a city commensurate with the power of the empire.

Scholars and skilled craftsmen gather here, the palace buildings are majestic and magnificent, the post roads extend in all directions, and the culture is flourishing!

"Sun Di."

"The minister is here!"

"He emptied the treasury of the Persians. Everything that can be taken away, something valuable, all moved away and shipped back to China! ”

"No!"

After a while, Sun Di scratched his head and said very embarrassedly: "Your Majesty, this Persian is not ordinary wealthy. To move so many treasures, you may need a lot of mules, horses, and camels. ”

"Then solicit it. He borrowed it from the locals and brought back all the treasures of the Persians by sea. ”

"No!"

Sun Di agreed, but asked with some hesitation: "Your Majesty, if they don't borrow it, what will they do?" ”

"Then grab it."

Qing Ji said surgingly: "I don't need to tell you about this kind of thing. ”

"No."

Only then did Sun Di take the order and leave.

What Qing Ji wants is to conquer this country and conquer this place, not to occupy and govern ......

Burning, killing and looting are naturally inevitable.

……

Night falls.

At this time, in the hall of the hundred pillars, a grand banquet was held.

Qingji sat on the throne, and below him were the generals of the Wu State and the Persian nobles who had come over-

When the country is ruined, there will always be such people.

However, as an aggressor, Qingji likes this kind of "soft bones" very much.

"Come on! Drink! ”

"It's done!"

"Your Majesty, I salute you!"

Guests and hosts have fun.

In order to add to the atmosphere of the banquet, there are many musicians in this hall who play in traditional Persian music, and there are some dancing girls with bewitching bodies and beautiful faces in the middle, who are dancing (scratching their heads......

The dance music of the Persians is relatively spicy and bold.

Especially the kind of belly dance, the dancers are charming and moving, which is very annoying.

This kind of exotic dance is very appreciated by Qingji.

Belly dance is a self-cultivation dance that integrates body and mind, and it is a sacred and noble court dance, just like Western ballet.

In Persia, legend has it that there was a beautiful young woman who had no children after she got married, and the woman in pain came to the temple to pray.

Guided by mystical powers, she began to emotionally throw her feet, twist her waist, and swing in front of the idol as if she were dancing, in order to pray to the god of fertility to fulfill her wish to have a child.

Later, her "dance" was adopted as a sacrificial dance.

Barefoot dance, with music, with extremely fast, intricate sensual body movements, fast dance steps, just like the foxtrot in Europe and the United States, cross-swaying dance, sometimes elegant, sometimes sensual, charming and delicate.

Sometimes arrogant, mysterious, belly dancing charming specialty, dizzying.

"Good!"

Qingji praised.

When the musicians and dancers retired, a Persian nobleman stood up.

None other than Jalali.

"Your Majesty the Great Emperor, how can these dances of Xu Wuji get into your eyes?"

With a flattering look on his face, Jalali said to Qingji: "Among us Persians, there is a stunning beauty called Gershfi, who is good at dancing and has a wide reputation, and she is known as the 'first beauty in Persia'!" ”

"Oh, where is she?"

Qingji asked curiously.

"Your Majesty the Great Emperor, I can't hide it, Gershfield was taken as a concubine by the evil Xerxes two years ago, and she is in the palace. Xerxes fled in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to take his mother, wife and children with him. ”

Jalali smiled and said, "Presumably, they are still stuck here. ”

At this time, Wu Ming stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Xerxes's mother and his wife and children are all imprisoned. ”

"Bring Gershfield!"

"No!"

After a short time, a woman with a graceful figure and a gorgeous appearance was brought to the main hall.

Like most Persians, he has brown eyes, black hair, deep-set eye sockets, a high nose, and a very fair complexion.

With an exotic face, a tall figure, wearing a blue robe, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a small cherry mouth, Qingji couldn't help but shine in front of him.

I eat a lot of mountain delicacies, and occasionally come to some seafood, which is also a good feeling.

"Gershfi, I have heard that you are the number one beauty among the Persians, and that you are good at dancing, especially this belly dance. I don't know, can you dance for the second and third sons? ”

Qingji asked with interest.

Muller, who was not far away, translated Qingji's words.

Gershfield shook his head and said, "I won't dance for my enemies." ”

“……”