Pharaoh and her queen

The water temperature was cooler, and Etis frowned displeasedly, covered her with a long scarf, and held her firmly in her arms.

The sudden feeling of soaring into the air, Ye Zhiqing opened his eyelids, his pupils shrank violently, and there was still a hazy drowsiness that hadn't disappeared. He reacted belatedly, and there was a burning sensation at the base of his ears.

Fortunately, he was still calm, Ye Zhiqing subconsciously pinched the corner of the long scarf wrapped around him tightly, "Your Majesty Edith,"

"En," replied in a low voice, and Etis carried him ashore and placed him on the soft couch beside him.

Ye Zhiqing curled up and looked at Ittis, who was standing aside and not moving, quite warily. Water droplets slipped off her exposed skin, and her wet curly hair stuck to the side of her neck, lining her beautifully curved shoulder blades even more. tempting.

Beautiful lips, with a casual and uninhibited arc raised upwards, under Ye Zhiqing's gaze, Etis turned her back, "Put on clothes," but did not leave.

The luxurious robe embroidered with complicated and dark patterns hangs down on the ground, full of playfulness.

Because of embarrassment, Ye Zhiqing's whole body was glowing with a touch of pink, with his heart hanging high, he took the clothes that were placed aside, stared at the leisurely figure not far away, and put on his clothes as quickly as possible.

It was too unexpected that Edith would appear while she was taking a bath.

Under the bright light, the swaying water pattern quietly coated the hall with a layer of beautiful and colorful halo.

The rustling sound of cloth rubbing from behind gradually subsided, Edith turned around calmly, and Ye Zhiqing stared at him angrily.

The opposite side of Ye Zhiqing, who is calm and self-sufficient, is like a male lion raised in a zoo, which looks mighty and fierce on the outside, but in front of the breeder, it is naive with its soft belly exposed for you to stroke.

Etis couldn't help but smile, Ye Zhiqing's attitude towards herself now is very different from when she was in Tanis, which is intriguing.

Regardless of what this change means, at least Ye Zhiqing's attitude now makes her very happy.

"Your Majesty Itis, is your behavior too disrespectful?" Ittis looked calm, but Ye Zhiqing took the lead to look away. He was clearly asking, but his soft tone sounded more like anger and coquettishness.

In the amber metallic luster, there was an undisguised teasing, "Lan Masu said that you have been in for a morning, and you don't allow them to come in. Are you going to sleep in the bath all day?"

The temperature on both cheeks gradually rose, and Ye Zhiqing's calm expression was gradually replaced by embarrassment. He lowered his head to look at the moving light and shadow on the ground, and suddenly realized that he had indeed been soaking in the water all morning.

Seeing Ye Zhiqing drooping his head in silence, Etis took the initiative to go forward, took the cloth towel on the couch, lifted Ye Zhiqing's long hair that was still dripping, and wiped it carefully.

Calloused fingertips stroked the back of the neck, Ye Zhiqing subconsciously wanted to back away, but was pushed by Its to sit down on the soft couch, Ye Zhiqing turned his head to look, and Its was standing behind him wiping his hands intently His own wet hair, eyes filled with unbelievable softness.

For a while, she was in a trance, as if something was breaking out of her heart. Ye Zhiqing had to admit that she couldn't think of rejecting such an Itsis.

An ambiguous atmosphere quietly circulated between the two of them, and Ye Zhiqing could no longer tell which level of meaning the identity of serving as a bed servant was more inclined to for her.

"Don't soak in such cold water again," Edith put down the cloth towel in his hand and turned to walk outside the hall. It seemed to be a casual reminder, but the toughness in it could not be ignored.

As soon as I stepped out of the palace gate, the refreshing feeling after bathing faded instantly. It was noon, and the sunlight was wantonly licking the water vapor in the air.

Itsis walked in front, Ye Zhiqing followed behind, slowly and quickly, after Ye Zhiqing caught up with Ittis, the two adjusted their pace tacitly, in the bright and transparent corridor, the two walked side by side, Lan Ma Su and a group of maids followed them far behind.

"Your Majesty Edith, you have a question you want to ask me," Ye Zhiqing cast his eyes forward with affirmative tone.

Raising his eyebrows, Ittis slowed down, "The water level of the Nile River has soared this year, making it impossible for Thebes to accept about [-] refugees."

Without going on, Edith believed that she could guess with Ye Zhiqing's wisdom.

Thebes was originally the most prosperous city in Egypt. According to previous speculation, Thebes was the economic, military, and political center of Egypt at this time. According to records in Egyptian history, Thebes had hundreds of gates and a dense population during its prosperous period. , Guangxia stretches, roughly accommodates a population of 20.

A population of 20 is already a huge number for a city thousands of years ago.

For cities that are already at the top of prosperity, the population has often reached saturation, and the [-] refugees who will flood in will completely become a burden for Thebes.

How to deal with these [-] refugees has become a difficult problem.

Ye Zhiqing walked outside, looking contemplative, and did not speak for a long time.

Itis pursed her lips and withdrew her gaze from the outside, "Ponte's artisans are all outside Thebes, and the reconstruction of the Nile River channel has already started a few years ago."

Since there are no opportunities for these tens of thousands of people to make a living in Thebes, it is better to lead these tens of thousands of people out of the city.

Ye Zhiqing shook his head slightly, and continued, "Your Majesty, the human and financial resources required for the reconstruction of the Nile River waterway are incalculable, and Egypt has just ended its ten-year war, which is obviously not enough to support the reconstruction of the Nile River waterway."

Apparently, Ye Zhiqing also thought of this method just now, and accepted what Ittis said without hesitation. The principle is to provide relief with work, that is, to build large-scale infrastructure projects in the name of the government, so as to provide a large number of job opportunities. Recipients get labor remuneration by participating in engineering construction, which replaces direct relief.

The reason why Ye Zhiqing has been silent just now is that the current situation in Egypt is completely unfeasible to go this way. The [-] refugees are by no means what ordinary projects can accommodate.

The wind was circling in the courtyard, and with a leisurely sigh from Ittis, it fell outside the well-lit corridor.

"Ye Zhiqing, I have no choice," the cold and deep amber eyes stared at the scenery in the courtyard, unmoved, with arrogance and determination that looked down on everything.

After leaving these words, Ittis turned around the corridor and walked into the inner hall.

The joyous breath dancing in the air suddenly fell silent, and gradually became thicker.

The maid quickly brought out the lunch, and after a brief meal, Ittis already showed a deep fatigue in her brows and eyes, and leaned back on the seat with her eyes slightly closed.

Ye Zhiqing took everything into his eyes calmly, probably because Itis hadn't rested for the past few days, and signaled the maids to step back lightly.

When Ye Zhiqing was also about to leave, Ittis suddenly said, "Zhiqing, after the Nile River sacrifice, you can start preparing for the smelting of iron and the reconstruction of the Nile River waterway."

Although the craftsmen of Ponte had already arrived in Thebes, they refused to disclose any information on iron smelting and river irrigation.

The deal between Ittis and Ye Zhiqing has just begun.

Ye Zhiqing was surprised that Ittis would put this matter on the agenda so quickly. He thought that Ittis's attitude during this time did not intend to let himself get involved so quickly.

Is the situation in Egypt worse than expected?

Without waiting to think about it, Ye Zhiqing responded first. No matter what the reason is, the sooner this matter is put on the agenda, the sooner she can get out of the confines of the palace, and the greater the chance she will find the scepter. Go back to 21C more likely.

In the past few days, Ye Zhiqing wandered around the palace of Thebes, and also asked Lan Masu side-by-side. The golden scepter without any lines is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and no response can be found.

And what Priest Soor said today made the originally slim chance come back to life in the dark night.

Etis stood up, walked to Ye Zhiqing's side, took Ye Zhiqing's hand naturally, and walked towards the bedroom.

Ye Zhiqing's feeling in her heart was indescribable, and the reason was unclear, but whenever she was extremely tired, as long as Ye Zhiqing was by her side, she could always calm down quickly and temporarily forget the complicated matters in her mind.

Accustomed to Edith's sudden closeness, Ye Zhiqing didn't refuse, and let Edith lead them. They would get close occasionally, but they never crossed that boundary.

***

Inside Luxor Temple.

Enter the temple through the front hall, then turn right into a very secret passageway, and walk straight forward. The gold leaf on the walls on both sides is peeling off, which looks a bit dilapidated.

Walking to the end, pushing open the stone gate, a small courtyard is in sight. In the center of the courtyard is obviously a shrunken altar, which is closed around, and only this stone gate can enter.

The luxuriant trees outside the courtyard wall completely cover this place, it is dark and simple, and there is a trembling and decadent atmosphere everywhere.

All the light seems to be concentrated on the man standing on the altar, wearing a white robe, is enough to ignore the desolation and decay that are incompatible with the magnificent and magnificent Luxor Temple.

Kanak settled down and put on a benevolent smile, "Priest Soor, the Nile River Festival is coming."

The man on the altar turned around, looked at Kanak without saying a word, his extremely clear eyes couldn't catch any emotions related to joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

"Priest Soor, ten years ago, your father died at her hands, and now you have the warning you have to wait for. This year's abnormally high water level of the Nile River is the sun god expressing his dissatisfaction," Kanak said on his face. The smile was replaced by a heartbroken expression, which seemed to be admonishing Soor earnestly.

Like a solidified statue, the expression on Soor's face remained unchanged. He stood on the altar without saying a word, staring directly at Karnak without avoiding it.

The people on the altar were unmoved, Kanak suppressed the anger in his heart, and continued to persuade, "Priest Soor, the Luxor Temple has not called an oracle at the Nile River Festival for ten years. His Majesty Tees is cruel and tyrannical, if it were your father, he would never be spared."

Hearing Karnak mentioning his father, the air around Soor trembled slightly, and he turned around, "Prince Karnak, the oracle of Luxor Temple will appear when it should appear Show up, you should leave."

Without stopping, Kanak left with a rather smug expression on his face.

When the courtyard fell silent again, a series of obscure and profound incantations were uttered from Soor's mouth, and a golden light with warmth suddenly appeared on the hollow in the center of the altar, which was not dazzling.

I saw a miniature golden obelisk floating in the center of the altar, with simple and complicated incantations engraved on all sides, rotating rapidly.

An astonishingly wondrous sight.