Alexander was a city built after Alexander conquered Egypt. Before the conquest, Egypt's center of gravity was always in the middle and lower reaches of the Nile, not on the Mediterranean coast. After Alexander conquered, Egypt was pulled from the inland Africa to the Mediterranean coast.

Under the tall Faroe Island lighthouse, this city that has been built for only a hundred years is like the pearl of the Mediterranean Sea. It has wide bays, convenient marinas, straight avenues, bustling streets, magnificent temples, magnificent palaces, and the largest library in the world. The city is full of olives and palms, surrounded by green shades, and even the streets are filled with flowers.

Such a beautiful and prosperous city reminds people of the muddy Yingdu when it rains. The city Lingbuji has always despised Sihui Shizhi for being too stingy, and did not know how to make some cement to spread the streets inside, inside, outside and outside of Yingdu. However, the scene that everyone saw before landing made all the despise the city - Egyptian soldiers wearing linen armor and strange round helmets drove the poor out of the pier and streets. They seemed to not want the guests from the East to see these ragged people.

Empire. Wu Goulong kept thinking about the word, and then laughed. He felt that what the king said before was right. Empire is an empire, not a kingdom, and the country of the empire is not allowed to see poor people and beggars.

More than a dozen strong Ethiopian black slaves carried two chariot chairs and sent the envoy Wu Gou Chang and the deputy envoy Bu Ji to the magnificent palace. After entering the royal court, the two saw Ptolemy III wearing a golden crown on the throne. This was a king with long beards, slightly fat and picky eyes. His eyes were on Wu Gou Chang. Bu Ji glanced at him for a moment, and then turned to the soldiers behind them. Then he narrowed his eyes, and waited for the music in the hall and the priests to sing chants, before he came back to his senses and looked at Wu Gou Chang and Bu Ji.

The crown on his head made him laugh. He didn't understand what it was. He could not hide from the sun or the rain, nor could he show his majesty. Seeing the skin color of the two, he roughly understood what the Chunis were doing - they should be the same race as the Malays who drove canoes to sell cinnamon. Their cinnamon was transported from sea to Puntland, and from Puntland through the Red Sea to the Mediterranean coast.

"The kind giver, the lord of the upper and lower Egypt, the supreme king of Ptolemy, Rehras, the son of Tosta, the god Amon incarnated in the world, the great pharaoh, and His Majesty Ptolemy III welcomed the envoys from the most eastern state of Chuni."

The Egyptian court spoke Greek, and there was no need for Persian translation, and he could understand it without hooks. He restrained his contempt and read out the title of Xiong Jing:

"The five-star pearl was born and omniscient, the king of Chu, the kingdom of Qi, the kingdom of Wei, the kingdom of Zhao and the leaders and protectors of the states of Baiyue, the guardians of the most eastern Chinese states of the Middle Amount, the Indian Empire, the Seleucid Empire, the kingdom of Baktria, the kingdom of Pandiya, the kingdom of Juluo, the friend of the king of Zheluo, the ruler of the four oceans of the world, ordered his ministers to sail from the sea to the stone pillar of Dahracles in the far west, and to meet the king of Egypt."

After many translations, Persian translator translated this lengthy title very smoothly. When he was translating, Eradoser whispered in Ptolemy III's ears what he saw from "Journey to the East".

At this time, Ptolemy III's expression changed a little. He gradually realized that what he saw was not the Malays who drove a canoe to sell cinnamon, but the Chuni who drove the fastest merchant ship in the world and produced the best weapons in the world. Seleuc II purchased the Chuni weapons and armor, and then recovered Antolia and defeated the Pani people. The iron-armored army of Seleuc II would soon tear up the twelve-year covenant and initiate the Fourth Syrian War.

If you lose, you will lose Syria and the entire Canaan region. This is something Egypt cannot bear. It is precisely through the trade taxes in Syria and Canaan that Egypt can maintain its existing navy and army. Once it loses trade interests in the Eastern Mediterranean, Egypt, which has no money to hire Greek soldiers, will not recover.

The more Ptolemy III looked at, the more he looked like a Malay. He laughed, spread his arms and made a warm welcome gesture: "Egypt welcome to Chuni's envoys. You can return to Chuni from my canal without passing through the Dahracles stone pillar again, which is the end of the world and the residence of the gods..."

The warm reception ended, and at night, the white pigeon finally flew to the east. Before the pigeon arrived, Yingdu had celebrated for several days. The king recovered the old Ying! This news was as shocking as thunderbolt. The old Ying seemed to be the forgotten place, but was recovered by the king overnight. Long live the city of Yingdu cheered continuously, and the entire Chu State was thriving for three days. However, as the queen mother of Zhao, Zhao Concubine, fell into deep worries.

Chu State attacked Qin without saving Zhao, so Wei State, who truly saved Zhao, and Qi State, who did not want to save Zhao at all, immediately stood in stalemate in Daliang and watched the Qin army attack Handan. Li Mu was assassinated and the Daidi Army was defeated. Zhao State had no more battles except the 100,000 people defending the city. Handan was the capital of Zhao State, and Zhao State was destroyed as soon as Handan pulled Zhao State, and Nanjun was not a trouble for Qin State to convince him. How could Qin State ignore Handan? Zhu Ao said that he was attacking Qin and asking Zhao, but in fact, he was attacking Qin and abandoning Zhao.

"Oh!" Concubine Zhao threw down the tea soup she was drinking and sighed, and she was helpless. Her empress dowager seemed to be fake, and her son and the king seemed to be fake. The political situation was controlled by the ministers. They wanted Chu to go east, and Chu to go west.

"Report to the Queen Mother, Mr. Mi wants to ask the Queen Mother for her safety." The temple man hurried into the bed and told him.

"No!" Concubine Zhao was worried about her motherland and she had no intention of liking or not to like the woman she snatched back from her son.

"Report to the Queen Mother, Miss Mi's son will never see you..." Everyone respected Mi Xuan's descendants when he entered the palace. This is the future queen, and only Concubine Zhao will never see you on excuses.

"So what if I don't see you?" Zhao Fei was unhappy. "Even if she became the queen, she would respectfully call the old woman an initial concubine."

"Ye." The temple man stepped back. Seeing Mi Xuan waiting at the steps, he smiled vigorously, "Report to the lady, the queen mother is safe today, but she is already a little tired at this time..."

The temple people laughed, and Mi Xuan also laughed. When she turned around, her smile disappeared without a trace, and her head lowered and stared at the moving skin on her feet. A deep sadness grew from her heart: after all, she was a young lady, not a princess from a country, nor was she married into the Chu Palace by the three media and Liu Ping, but was stolen.

As she thought about it, her tears could not help but drip. When she stopped wiping her tears, a small figure leaned over from the side of the road.

"Why are you crying?" A child with a slight voice in black clothes, a child with hair hanging down in black and carved pink.

"My mother is not crying." It seems like a boy. Mi Xuan looked at his ignorant look and hurriedly wiped away his tears. "Who are you?"

"I am..." The boy looked back at a woman in a life-threatening woman.

"Zijie." Mi Pishuang called out to her child. She hurried over and said to Mi Xuanli: "My destiny, Qu, has seen the king...Mi's son."

Mi Pishuang almost wanted to call Queen Mi Xuan. The woman was fine. The story of the king and the young master Mi had become a legend. Mi Pishuang's word "king" embarrassed Mi Xuan. When she was about to talk, Mi Pishuang advised: "The Qin people defeated the Zhao army and Zhao State will be destroyed. The queen mother is worried about the survival of the mother country every day, so the young master will naturally ask for peace..."

Mi Xuan could hear the comfort in Mipi's words. Although this comfort was the same as the excuse of the temple's people, it could not really soothe her heart. She was also grateful for it and replied, "Thank you, Mrs. Qu."

"The girl is really beautiful." Naughty is Mi Pishuang's nature. She looked at Mi Xuan's face carefully and praised. Then she held the child's hand and took her back. From a distance, Mi Xuan only heard the child raise his head and ask innocently: "Mother, why do everyone else stands and change clothes, but I squat with my clothes?"

"It's safe to squat, my mother is also squatting..."

"I've seen the young lady Mi." Mi Xuan was a little stunned when he heard the conversation between the mother and son, and Wang Yinyou emerged from the side anxiously.

"What's wrong with Wang Yin?" Mi Xuan was going to go back to the palace, but he got a break as he walked.

"I would like to advise the young master Mi, the king, to ask the young master to go west to Wancheng." Wang Yin was not alone, and there were several people following him.

"Wancheng?" Mi Xuan was puzzled. "Isn't Wancheng in Nanyang? Then tell the temple about it..."

"It's in Wancheng." Wang Yinyou felt a sweat. "We will go with Mr. Mi to tell the temple that there is no worries."

The location of the temple is not important, but the woman cannot be left alone. Then, the pulse is taken on the last day to see if she is pregnant, so as to ensure the inheritance of the prince's descendants. Wang Yin said it relaxed, but he may not be willing. Wancheng is the battlefield, but the young lady Mi is the king's favorite concubine. For the sake of the king, it is still worth it to take such a trip.

"You can tell why the king..." Xiong Jing left in a hurry and explained that it took three months to return to Ying as long as half a year. Now he suddenly summoned himself to Wancheng, and Mi Xuan was both happy and worried.

"That's right, it's my uncle who came to Wancheng." Wang Yin said something that Mi Xuan couldn't believe, and her father came.

While attacking Handan, he quickly dispatched troops, and at the end, he sent envoys to stabilize the people of Chu. This was Wei Liao's plan. The mission was weak. Wang Ao was not a good choice to meet the King of Chu. Maybe the King of Chu was furious and cut the two with one sword. In the end, the envoys were sent to Xiong Qi, the right prime minister of Chu, and Mi Xuan's father, Mi Ren.

After walking a thousand miles, the two finally arrived after ten days. At this time, the Chu army in the South Road led the way to Dengyi and Xinye, and just entered Wancheng. The Northern Road led the army had swept Nanyang County, and the vanguard team occupied Fangcheng, echoing the Shangcai County of Wei State; the other team occupied Lu Pass, as if they were to block the Qin army from going south at Lu Pass;
Chapter completed!