Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"This... what should I do?" Leptinis began to worry.

Phillips was about to talk, seeing the slave come over with a letter, he was busy opening two, and with the one that Ansitanos gave him before, let the slaves get it: "Ansantas, you look Are the writings the same?"

Henipolis also leaned over to the teacher and picked up the letter for comparison.

"There are really different handwritings." Anchitalos nodded and admitted that Henipolis did not say anything.

Phillips again sent the letters to several other people.

"This is obviously not written by Master Felicos. I know that adults like to draw a hook at the end of the 'i' letter in the signature, and this person writes a straight stick!" Masia Speak loudly.

Herollis took a deep look at Phillips and simply spit out the words: "No."

Then hand the letter to the nearby Ferrosanus.

Ferrosanus looked through it carefully and raised the letter and said directly to Anchitalus: "This is not the handwriting of Phillips!"

"Well, things finally have some eyebrows." Philipsos slammed his hand, revealing a relieved look, and then said with a serious expression: "It seems that someone deliberately pretending to be my name, as the adult Ansantas said The connection between Polksis and others seems to be destroying the order of the Dionysian Union. In fact, it is intended to provoke the relationship between Syracuse and Dionia in an attempt to induce war. As for Hermes This is more related to the safety of Syracuse, we have to conduct a detailed investigation! But in any case, the source of the troubles of Dionya comes from Syracuse. As the chief executive of Syracuse, I have no choice. Shifting management responsibility! Here, I want to make the most sincere apology to the Ansantas and the Dionysian Union!" He said he stood up and bowed to Anthanos.

Ansitanos sat and took his gift.

"At the same time, the losses caused by Dionya, Syracuse is also willing to make compensation to express our desire to be close to friendly with Dionia!" Phillips continued to express his expectations.

"This is also the life of my Supreme Court, which is another important mission of Syracuse." Ansitanos said solemnly: "The Dionysian Union is willing to sign an alliance agreement with Syracuse. Not only diplomatically friendly, but also prosperous in trade. And in terms of military security, there are powerful barbarians in the mountains of northern Dionya, threatening our borders many times; the strong enemy of Syracuse, Carthage Despite repeated defeats, it still has vast territory and huge wealth in the city of Afrika, and it is likely to make a comeback at any time. Therefore, Dionia is willing to join forces with Syracuse to secure the Greek city-state of the Western Mediterranean. Safety!……"

When Ansitanos said this, the banquet suddenly became quiet.

Some politically minded people can hear the hidden meaning of Ansitanos's words: First, Ansitas is concealing the people in the room, Carthage is still a strong enemy of Syracuse, don't reconcile Dionya as an enemy; Second, Dionia wants to stand in the same position as Syracuse, knowing that at this time, Syracuse is the leader of the Greek city-state of the Western Mediterranean.

"Our powerful Syracuse is not afraid of any enemy now! What is Carthage? It dares to come once, we will defeat him once!" Masias loudly expressed disdain for Carthage.

Phillips applauded: "A very good proposal! Ansantas, you can rest assured that I will report this to Dionysius and let him make the decision."

“Thank you very much!” Ansitanos also expressed gratitude.

"Okay! Ok! Since the misunderstanding has been clarified, let us continue to talk!" Leputines yelled and raised the glass.

"The adults of Lep Tignes are right, we should all put those annoying political affairs away. Originally, I wanted to talk to Ansantas tonight about how to write a history book." Phillips took over The words, said with emotion: "Ansantas, I have also written a book about the history of Sicily, but because of the busy political affairs, I can't find time, so I especially envy you to have time and energy. do what you want to do."

"In fact, I have never dared to write before, thanks to the encouragement and help of Davers adults..." When talking about history writing, Ansitanos was much more enthusiastic: "But although I wrote a part now, I have decided to throw it away and write it again."

“Why is this?” Philips asked curiously.

"Do you know Thucydides?" asked Ansitanos.

Everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know.

"I didn't know it. I learned this person after the introduction of Daphus. Although he was still unknown in the Mediterranean before, I believe that his name will spread throughout Greece in a few years! I I even think that he is more great than Herodotus!" Ansitanos said reverently.

“He wrote a history book?” Ansitanos is a small and famous scholar in Great Greece. His praise naturally makes Philippos a bit moving.

"Yes. Thucydides was an Athenian, a "Ten General", participated in the Peloponnesian War, and was later exiled by the Citizens Congress. He lived in Thrace and spent more than 20 years. Writing about the history of the Peloponnesian War... After the war, he returned to Athens, and when Davers’s adult sent him to visit him, he was seriously ill and lying in bed, unable to take a pen. Davers He spent a lot of money copying the manuscript from his son, bringing it back to Turui, ready to be stored in the library to be built.

I read this book seriously, although it is not completely finished, but it is definitely a great historical masterpiece! Thucydides abandoned some of Herodotus’s practices and did not write any rumors about gods and proverbs in the book, but in the order of time, each of the events that took place in the Peloponnesian War. A big story is described truthfully. As he wrote at the beginning, 'Part of my record is based on my personal experience, part of it is based on other materials that witnessed the matter, I use the strictest and most careful way possible. Tested...'.

Moreover, although he is an Athenian, he does not favor Athens in the book, but describes Athens, Sparta, and other city-states involved in this war in a completely neutral manner. He said, 'I am It’s hard to be fascinating in the history of the ministry, but whenever I think of this book, the picture of the Peloponnesian War will be in my mind. I think even if time is over the past few decades or hundreds of years, people still want to read it over and over again to understand the truth of this war. And those of us who are willing to write history should also learn from him, using his history as a template to write a new history, which is why I want to rewrite! ”

Ansitanos finished his speech very seriously. Philipstos couldn’t sit still and eagerly asked: "What is the name of this history book written by Thucydides? Has it been announced?"

"The History of the Peloponnesian War, I think it should have not been announced yet, but it is also fast." Ansitanos said: "If Philips is eager to see, I can copy another copy after I go back. Send it to you."

"That's really grateful!" Phillips replied in a row.

"This is nothing, I am very happy to see another colleague on the road to explore history!" Ansitanos said sincerely.

"Well, I hope that I can ask the adults of Ansitanos in the future and exchange ideas in the history of writing. Come and do this for our friendship!" After that, Phillips headed to Ansitano Si Yao lifts the glass.

The two of them drank.

The atmosphere is becoming lively.

Phillips put down the glass and wiped the alcohol from his mouth. He said with emotion: "At this moment, if you have the Thucydade scholar you said, how good it is at the party!"

"I don't think this is possible~www.novelmtl.com~ Ansitanos said in a deep voice: "The Athenian Thucydade...has passed away not long ago..."

Phillips's smile solidified on his face and said, "What?! He is dead?!"

"Yes, this is the exact news from Athens. I originally wanted to take time to visit him in Athens. As a result..." Ansitanos looked regret and sad.

"What's so sad! Listening to what you said, this Athenian left a great book, so even if he went to hell, there is no regret." Ferrosanus squinted Eyes, shouted: "Get the lyre, I want to sing for him!"

"It's rare to hear Ferrosanus sing a song!" Herolis also began to get excited.

The slave took the lyre under the direction of Phillips.

Some drunken Farosanus took it cautiously, tried to play a few sounds, and then praised: "Good piano!"

As he said, he jumped and slanted directly on the table, ignoring the oil stains.

The female slave next to me was busy removing the food on the table, and he had begun to pluck the strings. The sweet music flowed from his sliding right hand. He was immersed in the music, and then improvised and sang: " In the lonely sky,

Look for a star that is more dazzling than the sun's rays,

What kind of joy in the world is comparable to walking in the long river of history,

Talk to the hero,

Celebrate with the Warriors,

Muse offers you the crown of olives.

Apollo drove the golden carriage,

There is your ride in the car.

......"

The people whispered and sent their sincere silence and blessings to the Athenians they had never met.

This evening, the host and the host were happy.