Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

It's a different feeling, but it's like a hole has been broken in my heart, and the sweetness of honey begins to flow.

Ramses laughed out loud.

She hugged him and pecked him on the face, regardless of Wen Ruo's willingness or not.

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a few days later.

Wen Ruo was flipping through the historical files of Egypt in the priest's hall, hoping to find out some ideas about cultural exchange banquets between countries.

"Wen Ruo, how do you look?" A childlike voice behind me remembered.

It's Joseph.

I haven't seen him for a while, he has grown a lot taller, and his whole person has become a lot more restrained, but when he sees him, there are still stars in his eyes, and he greets him happily.

"His Majesty Ramses asked you to host the cultural exchange banquet. He is very fond of you. That's great." The young Joseph smiled.

He was also worried that Wen Ruo would be punished unexpectedly because he had annoyed Ramses before, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it.

This foreigner he met by chance made him inexplicably close, and he hoped that Wen Ruo would get better and better.

Thinking of this, he thought of the old butler who cared about him, Haber.

so long.

I don't know what happened to him now. He was taken to the Egyptian royal palace, but Haber couldn't come in with him.

10,000+ victims were driven to the banks of the Nile to build a temple for the new monarch, Haber, and I don’t know if they are still there or not, and they are living well.

Thinking of this, worry flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know if I can do it, let's read the information first to find out." Wen Ruo held the book written on papyrus, turned to Joseph and pursed her lips lightly.

Here, as the noble proton of Palestine, Joseph received the influence and study of Egyptian culture every day, and learned the culture of other countries every day. After a long time, his own culture gradually faded away.

"You can, His Majesty Ramses will definitely not misunderstand the person." Joseph stuck out his tongue at him.

"Don't you hate him?" Wen Ruo looked at him, and regretted a little after he finished speaking. Ramses captured Jerusalem, killed most of the Jews and drove them to work as coolies.

Joseph was one of the thousands of Jews. Wouldn't this ask him to add salt to his wounds.

He shouldn't have brought up the subject.

It was too late to regret it, Wen Ruo had already asked.

But Joseph was not as fragile as he thought, he was just calm: "I don't hate much."

Wen Ruo was quite surprised.

Don't you hate it?

"Why?" he asked.

"The royal family in Palestine is inherently corrupt. One country can be easily destroyed by another country. The big reason for this is not the other party. These days I have also learned a lot of knowledge that I have never learned before. I understand. There are many reasons, Wen Ruo, my thoughts have changed a lot from the beginning."

"Actually, I don't hate His Majesty Ramses or Egypt. I have to say that I can only blame the Palestinian royal family for their greed for wealth and status, and for not making progress. They were finally coveted and swallowed by others. Their demise is just a mine that they planted for themselves. .”

Through the thick books on the table, Joseph whispered to himself, with distant eyes, Wen Ruo felt that Joseph at this moment was not like a child.

"I think His Majesty Ramses is quite strong, much stronger than Gnir III, as you can see from the prosperity of Egypt." After finishing speaking, Joseph looked at Wen Ruo, his eyes gradually regained the old look: "I know the truth of winners and losers. Palestine has become a province of Egypt. Now I only hope that I can play my value in the existing place."

Wen Ruo looked at him for a long time, is this the number one prime minister of Egypt in the future?

Have teenagers seen the problem so clearly?

It was really beyond his expectations. It seemed that his worries were unnecessary. Joseph had his own analysis and judgment, and he would not complain about others or hate the enemy like other Palestinian subjugated slaves.

So he was relieved.

Since history stipulates that he is an influential figure in Egypt, he will definitely become the focus of attention under a certain opportunity.

This child is destined to be extraordinary.

"Joseph, why don't you come and analyze this cultural exchange banquet for me..." Wen Ruo changed the topic before, and threw his own question to him, to see what the child could gain insights

......

When he returned to the palace, Ramses had already bowed down.

On the terrace outside the palace, Ramses was sitting on a leather chair, sipping a cup of tea and looking into the distance, when he saw him coming, he smiled, "Are you done?"

Wen Ruo was taken aback, did he know what he was doing?

Ramses was not at all surprised by his expression: "That kid is very smart, and he's okay with you."

"Are you asking someone to follow me?" Wen Ruo couldn't help it.

"Hahaha." His surprise was exchanged for Ramses' cheerful smile: "Come here." He recruited.

Wen Ruo walked over.

Ramses pulled him in front of him: "What do you see standing here?"

Wen Ruo looked at it for a while: "Many scenery in the palace can be seen, and you can see everything at a glance."

"Well, you can see far enough if you stand high enough." Ramses hugged his waist from behind and buried his face between his necks, whispering.

"This king doesn't need to monitor anyone, if I can't even see such a little thing, how can I govern this huge country."

Joseph, the proton from Palestine is still young, but he is indeed extremely intelligent. This can be seen from his previous summons, and he is much calmer than several other people of the same age.

"It's not impossible to take him as a partner, but you must ensure his loyalty to you." Ramses said again.

Wen Ruo was stunned for a moment: "Joseph is not that kind of person." Then he was surprised again, what does Ramses mean?He asked Joseph to come with him...

Did he notice Joseph early in the morning?

"Hush——" Ramses put his finger on his lips: "Just understand it in your heart, that kid is indeed okay, but if one day I find out that he has different ideas, I will definitely not be polite to him."

Wen Ruo was shocked and speechless.

"It's still early, do you want to see the performance of the Pocket Player?" Ramses nodded his earlobe.

"What's that?" Wen Ruo didn't understand, and at the same time couldn't help hiding back because of the other party's teasing.

"A very interesting group of Gummies, just arrived."

After a while.

Wen Ruo saw a group of interesting people that Ramses had mentioned in the back garden of the palace.

These people are about 1.2 meters tall, with short legs, big heads, and big bellies, but they look thin all over. Their navels protrude like pebbles, and their faces are painted with colorful patterns.

Three or four people bowed there and saluted Ramses.

At this time, the manager next to him came over and yelled at them to perform for His Majesty according to the usual practice.

Sitting next to Ramses, Wen Ruo looked at these dwarves with great interest.

This is the first time I have seen such a short professional performance team.

Several people immediately lined up and began to twist their bodies, their bulging bellies bouncing back and forth in the air, with silver collars around their necks dancing with their steps, and there were bursts of crisp bells ringing from their necks.

Wen Ruo felt an exotic aura of black Africans rushing towards him.

Although these people are short, they are really nimble when they dance. The servants around are fascinated, and Ramses looks at him: "How is it?"

Wen Ruo came back to her senses: "Well...it's pretty good...it's fun///"

"Where did they come from?" Wen Ruo felt strange, were these people specially looking for them?

"It's from the forest in central Africa. It's hard to find. This time, I'll bring these few, and if one of them gets sick, they will die." Ramses looked at the hard-working performer in front of him. The dwarf smiled.

"Your Majesty's taste is really unique. I thought you would find a beautiful dancer to dance with." It's so ugly that he likes to watch dwarves dance.

Hearing this, Ramses laughed: "What's the point of those women." I've been bored watching it every day, and it's nothing more than waving hands and smiling at him, hoping to make him lucky. It's better to see these rare forests The dwarves performed comfortably.

He looked at those dwarves for a while, then suddenly approached Wen Ruo and said in a language that only the two of them could hear: "Learn a bit, how about you dance a part for me at night?"

Wen Ruo immediately took two steps back, full of horror: "Your Majesty? '

How could he dance this kind of dance?

It would be too... embarrassing, wouldn't it?

He wouldn't dance for Ramses.

"What are you afraid of? There is no one else." Ramses pulled him over with a smile on his face.

Wen Ruo stared at him very anxiously, he couldn't jump, it was...disgusting.