From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Jangale seemed to feel that he had seen another side of the pharaoh.

The pharaoh with this face has faded away from the halo of God, and gradually revealed his human side——

He dresses like an ordinary person, walks and talks like an ordinary person, and although he looks handsome, he still looks like an ordinary person.

This early in the morning, Jangalai accompanied the pharaoh around the construction site and camp where the royal tomb was being built. The various reactions of the pharaoh made Jangalai feel that the person next to him was not so much a divine pharaoh, but more like a pharaoh. He is a young man who doesn't know the world.

The Pharaoh was unabashedly curious about many things. He had never seen an oven for baking bread, a pulley for fetching water, and he didn’t know that the rollers were used to push those huge stones, and he didn’t even know that the recent What is the purpose of tools such as cranes that appeared, so that they will stand in the place where he will rest in the future.

The pharaoh's demeanor is no longer blindly gloomy, and his face will vividly show surprise, novelty, bewilderment... many expressions that reveal his mood.

Jangale took the pharaoh to the handicapped village.

There, the Pharaoh watched with a tense face, as civilians who were physically disabled due to accidents climbed out of their dilapidated tents, doing as much labor as possible, in exchange for a little bit of bread and water .

As soon as those disabled people with weird shapes and scary faces walked past Delos on their front feet, Delos covered his mouth with his back feet, probably almost vomiting, trying not to be rude in front of others.

Jangale began to have some empathy for this young man in his heart—he had the same reaction when he first saw these people, but he didn't dare to show it...it was almost exactly the same as Pharaoh's reaction.

So he took Pharaoh to the site of the women's team near the construction site.

Compared with the disabled team, the women's team is more energetic and busier here.

Early in the morning smoke and steam rose above the stove and oven.

Young women in traditional Egyptian dress came in and out briskly, each carrying a high pile of items on their heads, either large jars of wheat porridge or thick stacks of wheat cakes.

With the food, they walked towards the peasants who had already got up one after another, accompanied by the rising sun.

A three or four-year-old child saw Jangalai he knew, and immediately ran out from behind the stove to say hello, and saw the pharaoh wearing a guard costume next to Jangalai.Immediately stopped, he looked hesitantly towards Jangalai.

Seeing this scene, a busy woman was so frightened that she hurriedly took the child to her side, looked at the Pharaoh next to Jangalai vigilantly, and asked hurriedly, "Jiangalai, who is this?"

The child didn't know what to do, he just poked his head out from behind his mother, there was no fear in his pair of black eyes, and he just looked at Delos.

Jancale groaned, unable to speak.

He regretted bringing Pharaoh here.

Because there is no problem with busy women here, but it is taboo in the camp to have children appearing here.

Officials who run the women's corps often believe that the women who work here need distraction to care for their children.Therefore, it was ordered that once such a situation is discovered, even people and children will be expelled from the camp.

Unexpectedly, Delos shook his head at the mother and son, and said rather bluntly: "Don't be afraid... I won't interfere..."

The mother finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the child saw that there was no danger, so he ran up to Pharaoh in a familiar way, grabbed the hem of his robe with one small hand, and raised the other hand high, with a small corner in the open palm. wheat cakes.

The child was very hospitable. Seeing that there was no hostility from Tilos, he even wanted to give Tilos the cornbread that his mother secretly gave him.

The young pharaoh has been in power for so many years, and he has never received such a generous gift. He wanted to shake his head, but finally took the wheat cake from the other party, thanked him, and stretched out his hand to gently rub the other party's little head. Then watch the kid run away.

Zhan Galai never expected that the Pharaoh, who was cold and unfeeling when he first met last night, would look like this once he became warm.

But he immediately saw Pharaoh put the corn cake into his mouth, chewed it lightly, then covered it with his hand, and spit out the bitten cake from his mouth with a bah sound.

"So much sand..."

This is the only thing Pharaoh can say about this cornbread.

But Jan Galle felt sour for a while.

"I've been eating food like this since I was a kid," he whispered.

"Besides, it is very, very lucky to be able to eat this kind of food now."

Pharaoh immediately held the remaining wheat cakes, unable to make a sound for a long time.

The altitude of the sun rose again.

The women's camp seemed busier.

Fearing that this awkward and stiff atmosphere would continue, Jangalle quickly changed the subject, and even made a rare joke.

Pharaoh suddenly laughed softly.

"Jangale..." he said, "you brought the king here, is there a girl you like, someone you love?"

Jangalai was very happy when Pharaoh called his name.

He had thought that Pharaoh would only call himself Hi.

But the pharaoh's question made Jan Galle feel very sad, and immediately told the pharaoh the story of his past and the lost lover.

After hearing this, Delos just lowered his head and remained silent.

Probably after accompanying Pharaoh for a long morning, Jan Galle actually felt that he was a bit speculative with the other party, and his mind seemed to have a twitch for a while, and he asked back: "Do you have someone you love?"

As soon as the words were asked, Jan Galle regretted it.

It's not that he has never heard of the pharaoh's scandal, either about the mysterious girl or about the first princess.So knowing about these women may have been a taboo for the Pharaoh.

Pharaoh really changed color.

But he didn't get angry.

He just stood there stiffly, like a stone statue carefully carved by the stonemasons of the carving team, without moving for a long time.

Finally, Tylos turned his head little by little, staring at Jangalai with cold eyes, and said word by word: "King, never, my beloved."

"There will be no more in the future."

"Walk--"

At the order of Delos, he was about to leave with Jangalai and an accompanying guard.

Unexpectedly, a group of people in official attire walked towards Delos quickly, blocking the way of the three of them.

Jangalai looked at the people coming in front of him, and saw the leader, the old man with gray hair and beard and slightly bald head, the great priest Dahor, whom he saw last night.

"His Majesty--"

Dahor saluted Tylos little by little, a claim that startled everyone present in the women's team.

The child who had just delivered wheat cakes to Tylos was standing at the entrance of the camp in a daze at the moment, looking in surprise at the aunts and ladies beside him, kneeling and saluting in the direction of Pharaoh.

Several officials behind Dahol saw the child and immediately winked at the accompanying guards.

Immediately, heavily armed guards rushed forward, grabbed the child, and brought him up in front of Pharaoh as if he was carrying an animal upside down.

When the child's mother saw it, she screamed and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by the guards. She twisted her arm instantly and was pressed to the ground, unable to move.

But the child's mother was still able to speak.

She cried out loudly: "Your Majesty, please look at the fact that this child gave you a dime just now..."

A look of unbearable expression appeared on Delos' face.

This point fell into the eyes of Gengale, and Gengale suddenly felt that Delos should be lenient to the mother and son.

The great priest Dahor, with a smile on his face, took a step forward, moved closer to Delos, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, this is a law that you personally enacted."

In order to allow the [-] civilians gathered here to build the tomb of Tyros with the fastest speed and the highest efficiency, the officials have indeed formulated many rules and regulations, including the entry into the women's team. Women are not allowed to bring their children into the camp.

These decrees were finally approved by Tyros before they became the king's decree.

"Besides, the mother and child will not be given any serious punishment, but they will be sent out of the camp."

Dahool added with a smile on the sidelines.

But upon hearing this, the child's mother seemed to be going crazy, and wanted to pounce on Delos' feet to plead: "Please, please, the great and benevolent king of Egypt, His Majesty the Supreme Pharaoh... get out of here Our mother and son can only starve to death..."

"starve?"

Tylos tilted his head.

"yes……"

The woman wanted to speak, but dared not.

A large amount of food from Lower Egypt was conscripted to the construction site of the royal tomb in Giza. After leaving this construction site, even if their mother and son could return home smoothly, waiting for their fate, I am afraid they can only wait to starve to death.

Delos' eyes were touched immediately.

But the great priest Dahor added with a smile: "Your Majesty..."

Delos closed his mouth for an instant, and didn't say another word.

Jangalai had been watching with cold eyes. At this moment, he saw that Delos' expression became stiff and his eyes became indifferent little by little.He is more and more like a perfect and delicate statue, but without any human feelings.

The pharaoh seemed to just stand in front of Jangalai, losing all humanity bit by bit.

"Jangale, please speak before the king..."

The woman, who had heard Jangalai's name, uttered a mournful cry as she was being dragged away by the guards.

Jangalai immediately felt a sharp gaze cast on him, and looked up and down carefully.

He huddled next to Pharaoh, not saying a word, not saying a word, as if he was as ruthless as Pharaoh at the moment, and as if the mother and child just now had nothing to do with him.

After a moment, the gaze moved away.

That gaze came from High Priest Dahor, he saw that Jangalai was like any guard loyal to the pharaoh, cautiously guarding his duty, and did not advise the pharaoh.Dahor finally took his eyes off the young peasant.

Jangalle breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He wasn't worried about the mother and son.

Because he just got an oracle from the gods.

"Don't worry about the mother and child, God has other arrangements for them."

In addition, Jan Galle also got a point of view for himself——

"Be careful with that old man!"

The fact that Jangalai took Pharaoh Delos privately to inspect the camp and the construction site was quickly spread.

For a time, the officials and the servants were all in danger. The officials were afraid of being found out, demoted and dismissed, and could not receive the salary issued by the royal family from then on;

The peasants were afraid that if they were driven out of the camp like the mother and son earlier, they would really have no way out.

The only person who seemed to benefit from this was Jangalle.

He was singled out from the original team and placed next to Pharaoh, where he continued to be a guide and was treated like a royal guard.

Everyone envied Jangalai, who was favored by Pharaoh just because of the evening card games.

I heard that the papyrus cards in the camp are in short supply.

But Jan Galle did not feel any joy about it.

Because not long after he got the reminder from the gods, he was summoned to meet the old man, the great priest Dahor.

Jancale felt nervous, but he was also prepared, planning to say that he followed the pharaoh's orders this morning if the other party asked.

Unexpectedly, when Dahor saw him, he didn't ask about privately taking Pharaoh on a tour.

The wrinkled but smiling old man looked at Jangalai gently, and asked softly, "Young man, do you want to become a better person?"

Jancale was instantly confused.

better person?

He raised his head in bewilderment, and looked into Dahoor's eyes. For a moment, he only felt that the other's eyes were powerfully attractive, and he couldn't move his gaze away.

Who wouldn't want to become a better person?

Jancale felt himself bewildered and nodded.

Then there was a buzzing sound in his mind, as if he had completely lost his sense of autonomy.