Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

"His Majesty Ramses has already adopted your proposal and sent Lord Vigil to Abydos, Luxor and other places for tour management."

Joseph spoke clearly and logically, and he knew that Wen Ruo was not a simple person.

Wen Ruo smiled.

He just knew in advance what happened thousands of years ago in history because of his special circumstances.

Just take what's in the book and use it.

Fortunately, history books did not lie, that dream was true.

"Joseph..." Wen Ruo called out to him after hesitating for a while. Historically, he will become the new Vigil (Prime Minister of Egypt) in Egypt. He was supposed to interpret yesterday's dream, but in the end, something went wrong. fell upon him.

How would he tell this child about his future?

...

Thinking of this, his body suddenly sank.

I was shocked immediately.

At this moment, he saw the expression of Joseph on the opposite side suddenly changed.

Looking up, I saw Ramses' exotic face, and a pair of pale green eyes looked at him with interest.

"You go down first." Ramses said without looking at Joseph.

Wen Ruo immediately stood up in panic, looking back and forth at Erren, and glanced at Wen Ruo worriedly, but he did not dare to disobey the Egyptian pharaoh's order.

He got up and left in a hurry.

After people leave.

There are only scrolls and people in the huge house.

Wen Ruo looked at Joseph's childish and curious eyes, her face was burning hot.

"What are you looking at again?" There was a chuckle above his head, "So serious?" Ramses lowered his head and squinted at the page in the man's hand in his arms. It was a literature book.

Wen Ruo felt suffocated by the inexplicable air around him, Ramses hugged him into his arms, and pecked lightly on his earlobe, which was his most sensitive place, a gust of hot air came over him, and he shivered twice. Next, there was a numb itching and I almost couldn't sit still.

This reaction aroused the other party's interest even more.

"Don't..." Wen Ruo pushed him away immediately, and was about to get up, which was too embarrassing.

Being pushed away suddenly, Ramses' face was sullen.

This person was either beating him or pushing him, and his courage was getting fatter and fatter.

His eyes gradually turned cold, and Wen Ruo knew that this man with a bad temper was angry again.

He looked at him and stammered: "Your Majesty... have you dealt with the future dreams?"

He just wanted to get out of this embarrassing situation now, and made up a random reason to break this embarrassing weirdness.

Ramses raised his eyebrows, and his face softened a little: "Master Banea, have you learned how to manage the government now?"

Wen Ruo choked, and looked away.

The man said again: "You gave me such a good idea, how should I reward you?"

Wen Ruo froze for a while, "No...no need..."

He had an intuition that something bad would happen later.

As the approaching footsteps got closer, Wen Ruo instinctively wanted to run away.

With his feet off the ground and his body locked between his arms, he let out an exclamation.

"How did you interpret the dream so seamlessly?" Ramses' unique warm voice locked him tightly.

Meeting his scrutinizing gaze, Wen Ruo was startled, and said, "I told you, I know how to do divination."

"Really?" The man stared at him for a long time.

He was dubious about his explanation, he had been puzzled by his dream for a long time, but this man easily explained it to him, the key is that his explanation seemed to make a little sense.

Could it be that he really has skills like witchcraft and divination?

After watching him for a while, forget it.

No matter who he is, anyway, he is here and belongs to him now.

This is the most important.

Thinking of this, Ramses stretched his brows, gave a heart-stopping smile, then lowered his head and kissed him.

Wen Ruo's scalp went numb from the kiss, and her legs went limp.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Ruo felt amnesty in her heart, the man above her head let go, and displeasure flashed across her green eyes.

"Who?"

"Your Majesty, the gang of slaves in the Karnak Temple started a riot, and they are here to ask for your order." It was Moprene's voice.

Ramses cursed under his breath.

There were so many things, a certain part of the body resisted the discomfort, let go of the restraint on Wen Ruo, walked over and opened the door.

Mo Puren looked at the face of Ramses Sis and glanced at the new priest behind him.

I kept crying in my heart, how could I be so unlucky, I was smashed by him every time.

Looking at the irritable and cold look of the person in front of him, he knew that he had come at the wrong time again.

There was a tremor in my heart.

"What happened?" The man had already adjusted his emotions.

"Your Majesty, during the construction of the Karnak Mausoleum, the group of slaves conscripted from Jerusalem launched a riot. During the period, some people injured the warden, and some tried to escape."

Mo Puren replied carefully, not forgetting to observe the changes in the man's expression.

"This matter..." He was asking for the other party's consent.

"Whoever initiates a riot will be subdued. These subjugated slaves will be killed if they are disobedient. Those who stay in charge will be killed as many other rioters as there are." The alienated and indifferent tone seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Mo Puren already knew the answer, nodded and whispered: "Yes."

--"no."

Exclude~~

The two people outside were startled at the same time.

Wen Ruo had already walked out, looking at them anxiously, he heard it all from inside.

Ramses wanted to kill the slaves taken from the Palestine War.

How does this work?

Not to mention that he had a relationship with them once, even standing on the commanding heights of morality, he couldn't watch so many people being killed innocently.

Ramses looked at this person who repeatedly disobeyed his wishes, and said in a gloomy tone, "Banaia." He called the name he gave him, full of warnings.

Even if she spoils him, she won't let him continue to be so presumptuous.

Wen Ruo didn't care about his dissatisfaction, and directly took his arm and shook it from side to side: "Your Majesty, you can't execute those people."

Seeing Mo Puren next to him, his eyes widened. This gesture of begging His Majesty for forgiveness is very sweet.

I have never seen a man pull His Majesty's sleeve back and forth tremblingly begging for forgiveness.

Gee!

The man who seemed unaware of his gaffe was still there to persuade.

Ramses looked at him with a rare look of showing weakness, and a smile appeared on his gloomy face for a while: "Oh? Then tell me why the king forgave those people."

As soon as Wen Ruo heard that he let go, he said: "Your Majesty, you have just ascended to the Great Treasure, and I think your personal image is the most important. Those who win the hearts of the people win the world."

"Oh?" Quite surprised, motioned for him to continue.

Wen Ruo continued: "There are some things that are not stable when the new king ascends the throne. At this time, I think that as the king of a country, he should do something to strengthen the hearts of the people. The simplest thing is to spread your kindness and let the people in the world see your benevolence. Only then can I worship you more and serve you more."

"Even if they are captives, they are still human beings. As long as they are human beings, there will be emotional distinctions. If you are lenient towards them, the captives will naturally be grateful, and they will not cause trouble again if they serve you."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ruo looked at him with firm and bright eyes.

Ramses said: "This king has destroyed their country, do you think they will be loyal to a destroyer?"

Wen Ruo was stunned for a while, "I think the future is more worth looking forward to than the past. They don't have their previous home and they still have a future to look forward to. If, Your Majesty, you treat them as tolerantly as you treat your people , perhaps, you will have unexpected gains."

Historically, Ramses sent tens of thousands of conquered slaves to Luxor, Karnak and other places to build temples and tombs, and treated those Jews cruelly and harshly. The reason is a tragic death in a foreign land.

"This king doesn't need the loyalty of those people, and he can still rule the world." The arrogant and contemptuous tone was completely dismissive.

Wen Ruo's heart sank, could the fate of those Jews not be changed?

I am still too pale and insignificant by my own strength. After all, I am also one of the many captives. Why do I believe that I am different and can save the fate of thousands of people?

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo let go of Ramses' arm sadly.

Just when it fell completely, a voice thought: "If it is your request, I can think about it."

The dim eyes were instantly lit up.

what did he say?

Is he going to spare the lives of those refugees?

Wen Ruo looked at him with piercing eyes.

Ramses pulled his hand back and rubbed it in the palm of his hand: "What you said is a bit interesting, although this king doesn't need those to stabilize himself."

Egypt advocates force, and after succeeding to the throne, he showed iron and blood skills. Now there is no one in Egypt who does not submit to himself, but Wen Ruo's words are also very interesting, and no one has ever said this to him.

"Moplen, go." Ramses said.

Mo Puren bent over to accept orders, and when he was leaving, he took another look at Wen Ruo. This thin man was non-aggressive, gentle, and had a kind and compassionate heart.

No wonder his master would take a fancy to him.

After Mo Puren left.

Wen Ruo came back to her senses and looked at him with complicated thoughts.

Ramses actually listened to his suggestion and spared the lives of those rioters.

This is really unexpected.

To this high-ranking person, what exactly is he?

With an itchy hand, Wen Ruo found that Ramses was gently caressing his wrist along his hand, and piercing the sleeve upward.

His face turned red.

"Your Majesty..." was about to pull it back, but found that he was dragged by someone and couldn't pull it back at all.

Wen Ruo's skin is very good, as silky as the milk he has drunk.

Ramses' eyes had changed color, and his voice was hoarse: "I pardoned them for your sake, shouldn't you show something, Banya?"

Wen Ruo shuddered, this hint...