Chapter 31 Banquet
After Dionysius came to power, in order to fight Carthage, he deeply realized the strategic position of the Epipole Heights close to the city against the city's defense (during the Peloponnese War, the army of Athens expedition to Sicily occupied this place and fought a long battle with the Syracuse people for the city walls). So he mobilized more than 6,000 free people. With the stimulation of the promise to give them citizenship, they built a wall about 15 miles in a short time, and surrounded the Epipole Heights, which was six times the area of the central area, into the city of Syracuse.
At this point, the city of Syracuse became the largest city in Greece. It was surrounded by the sea and cliffs in the east; on both sides of the west and north, it was surrounded by mountainous areas, and the road was hard to climb; only to the southwest was close to Dagang, but there were also swamps and rivers hindered the march. When Carthage commander Himirco led his army to attack the city of Syracuse, he had no choice but to use this giant city and was eventually defeated by a plague.
The carriage Ansitanos was heading towards the southeast corner of the city of Syracuse, with its destination on the island of Ortigia. It is said that it is an island, but in fact it is connected to the land. It was the original colony of the Syracuse people and later became the location of the Syracuse people's acropolis. Most Greek city-states have acropolis almost in the center of the city, while the Syracuse's acropolis is lonely and hangs outside the sea. This is quite strange.
Dionysius happened to take a fancy to the geographical location of Ortigia and built his palace on the island. Due to the lesson of being almost ousted by the riots of the citizens of Syracuse, he surrounded the entire island with a wall and was equipped with a garrison, allowing only his friends and supporters to live on the island. Of course, Phylistos's mansion was also located on the island.
The carriage galloped all the way and stopped when it arrived at the isthmus connected to the land of Ortigia. In front of the carriage was a tall city wall, which completely cut off the road to the island. There was a small and strong castle on the side of the city wall. It can be imagined that if an enemy attacked from here, it would be strangled by the castle and the city wall soldiers at the same time.
Ansitanos was deeply moved by seeing such an arrangement. When he returned to the carriage, he whispered to Henipolis: "How can a leader of a city-state be so prepared for his citizens, and how can he be loved by his citizens!"
"The citizen of Syracuse almost killed him, and it is not easy to be a tyrant!" Henipolis wandered around Syracuse in the past two days, but he learned some things and understood Dionysius's actions: "In comparison, Lord Davers is much more relaxed and comfortable in Turijk."
"Mr. Davers is not a tyrant, you must remember this!" Ansitanos found that Henipolis had a tendency to compare Davers' status in Turiy with Dionysius, and immediately reminded him seriously: "Mr. Davers didn't even have the idea of being a tyrant, otherwise he would not have created the strange public office of "protecting the people" to limit the power of those in power!"
Ansitanos's eyes were full of admiration, and Henipolis nodded thoughtfully. After a while, he asked hesitantly: "Teacher, do you think my father is a tyrant?"
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After passing through the city guards' inspection, the carriage passed through three city gates in a row and entered Ortigia Island.
Phylistos' mansion is quite luxurious, especially the living room is tall and spacious, with the floor paved with colorful patterns, and is polished as smooth as a mirror; finely carved gold-inlaid lamps lined up from both sides, shining golden light; each lamp post has five candles as thick as arms, illuminating the hall as daytime; there are more than a dozen beautiful female slaves of different skin colors accompanying each dining table.
Phylistos, the important minister of Dionysios who controls the civil affairs of Syracuse, was a little thin and had a literary atmosphere under his handsome appearance. At this moment, the smile on his face was as kind as the spring breeze, and began to introduce other guests at the banquet to Ansitanos.
"This is Leptenes, the younger brother of the plenipotentius General Dionysius, and the commander-in-chief of Syracuse!"
"Looking for a long time!"
Both sides hurriedly saluted and greeted him. Ansitanos looked at each other curiously. The younger brother of the tyrant Syracuse had a simple and honest appearance.
"This is the minister of the plenipotentiary general, my close friend, Herolis!" The middle-aged man who was talking about was sharp and fierce. He took the initiative to greet him and said, "Ansitanos of Turiyi, I have heard of your name for a long time, welcome you! I went to Amendorara a few years ago and met your consul Davers. Oh, he was not the consul of Dionia at that time, but he impressed me very deeply!"
Ansitanos quickly saluted and expressed his gratitude.
Phylistos introduced him to the next one: "This is Massias, the general of Syracuse!"
Massias, the former leader of the Campanian mercenary, simply greeted Ansitanos.
Phylistos led Ansitanos to the last guest: "This is also my best friend, the most famous musical poet in Sicily - Ferrosanus!"
The man named Ferosanus said, "Mr. Felistus, you praise me so much. I am just an ordinary person who likes music and poetry. I have no position in Syracuse, and I cannot compare with them." He pointed to the previous ones: "If I hadn't heard that you were from Turi and were also a scholar, I wouldn't have come."
Ferosanus's straightforward words made Ferostos look a little embarrassed. However, Henipolis behind Ansitanus asked in surprise: "You are Ferosanus?! This is great! Turi's chanting poet often sings your poems, such as 'The autumn wind is whispering, my heart is sad, where is my former lover now...' It is so good to write it!..."
Ferosanus did not expect to meet admirers from Turiyi at the banquet, and was quite surprised: "Who is there?"
"Henepolis, the student of Ansitanos." The young man replied hurriedly.
"He is also the only son of Avinogis, the consul of Rauss!" Masias said.
Ansitanos felt a stern in his heart. When he looked at the other people's faces, he obviously knew his student's identity. It seemed that the Syracuse people had already conducted a detailed investigation of their mission.
"Student? What are you learning with him?" Ferrosanus asked in surprise if he didn't understand Ansitanos.
"Learn Mediterranean history, and train the writing of articles and participate in the compilation of the teacher's books." Henipolis replied.
Ferosanus looked at Ansitanos in surprise and asked straightforwardly: "What book are you writing?"
Ansitanos said modestly: "I want to write a book about the history of southern Italy. It's just the beginning, and is collecting information everywhere..."
"Okay, everyone, let's sit back to the banquet first and eat and chat." At the urging of Phylistos, everyone sat down.
Soon, the servants served plates of dishes.
"I know that Turiyi's food is very famous, but unfortunately I don't know how to make Turiyi's food. I hope these foods will satisfy you." Phylistos said to Ansitalos.
Ansitanos opened his arms and pointed at the food on his dining table, saying in surprise: "This is so rich!"
Phylistos laughed and was about to speak.
Leptines, opposite, shouted: "I heard that most of the food in Dionia was invented by your consul Davers. Is this true?"
"You should know that those delicacies were originally from the restaurants of Davers's wife Cristoya. Almost all the citizens of Dionia believed that Davers' invented them, and of course I also included me." Ansitanos answered tactfully.
"I heard that football was popular in Greece, which was also invented by him. Even the doctors of Dioria call him a teacher. As a consul, the Dioria League is also a powerful force and must have many affairs. How could he have so much energy to squander these little things?" Massias's words revealed a tone of doubt.
"You have to admit that some people are favored by gods and are born with more talents and energy than others. Although such examples are rare, it is not without them. For example, Periande, the tyrant of Corinth before... What's more, our consul is favored by Hades!" Ansitanos answered calmly.
"How can your consul compare to Perryand, who created the glory of Corinth hundreds of years ago?" Ferrosanus interjected.
Henipolis looked angry, and Ansitanos hurriedly stopped him with his eyes. Through his contact just now, Ansitanos felt that the Syracuse poet was a straightforward person, so he said with a solemn expression: "But in the hearts of the citizens of Dionia, the consul Davers is much more important than Periande! Because he led his army many times to defeat powerful enemies, rebuild the burned Turie, conquered the barbarians in the mountains; built roads, facilitate the people, and prospered trade; established hospitals,
Reduce public injuries; fund the establishment of schools and schools, improve people's quality, and encourage scholars to explore knowledge; invent ball games and food to entertain the public; also establish fair laws to allow citizens to have more rights... It was the Dionysian City-Constitution Alliance he created, which made the Great Greece, which had been in peace in the past wars in recent years and no longer had any wars. Therefore, some Dionysian citizens even called him the 'father' at the rally, and he deserved the father of the Dionysian League!"
After hearing this, Ferosanus praised loudly: "If it is really like you said, then I will take back what I just said. Your consul can do so much for Dionysia in just a few years. He is indeed an amazing consul, and in some ways... better than Dionysius did!"
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Chapter completed!