From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

"My lord, who are you saluting to?"

Hansu raised a dirty face and looked at Senmut curiously.

"Sowing to the passing gods."

As Senmut answered, he fell into memories, and a gentle smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

He recalled that the first time he encountered the peeping of the gods was when he was summoned by the pharaoh and hurried back to Memphis to use the oracle method to divination the fate of the princess.

At that time, he even felt the vigilance from the gods, so he insisted on the second divination to save the fate of Princess Elyse.

After all, it was because of that persistence that the subsequent encounter with the princess came about.

Those days when I stood side by side with her and defended life together are really hard to forget.

Hansu looked up at Senmut, even though he was young, he could feel a special kind of tenderness at this moment, like a warm current that quickly entered his body and flowed through his limbs in an instant, making him extremely comfortable.

So the little boy quickly reached out to wipe the smudges on his face, and said loudly, "Hansu also wants to pay respects to such an important god to you."

He imitated Senmut's appearance, crossed his hands, folded them on his chest, bowed solemnly in the direction Senmut had just saluted, then tilted his head, looked at Senmut's handsome side face, and asked: " My lord, which god is this?"

Senmut raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Hunsu: ...don't know?And something that your high priest doesn't know?

"But I have a feeling that this god must really hope that I can complete the task at hand..."

Senmut once again turned his gaze back to the two ruined walls in front of him.There are two texts with exactly the same content on it:

On the left is the hieroglyph. In this world, only Pharaoh can write and read directly because of the divinity passed down from generation to generation in his blood. As the priest of God Tut, he can also read with his own special ability.

On the right is the priestly script, a greatly simplified version of the hieroglyphs.Egyptian clergy could write and read through the use of spells, rituals, or amulets.

Spells and rituals are secrets passed down from generation to generation by the clergy and will not be easily revealed to the outside world;

Amulets that aid in reading are rarer and limited in number.

During this period of time, Senmut has been thinking about how to combine and transform the hieroglyphs and monastic scripts so that they can be written or read by ordinary people.

This is the revelation that Alicia brought to him——

She once unreservedly taught those incomparably exquisite number symbols to craftsmen and peasants.

She not only taught them numbers, but also taught them various calculation methods, and even taught them to record fractions.

No longer do people have to rely on the various parts of the Eye of Horus to express what fraction.

In the days since she left, Senmuth has seen first-hand the power of these mathematical tools—

They allow the lowest level of militiamen to slowly start doing some work that belongs to artisans, and also make the work of artisans more efficient.

This effect was particularly evident in the reconstruction of Saqqara.

But Senmut was clear: the hieroglyphs on the wall.Even someone as intelligent and enlightened as Alixie can't read at all.

He still clearly remembers the scene of him holding her hand and leading her to perceive words together.

However, this made Senmut have to think deeply——

Knowledge, why can't everyone master it with hard work?

That's why the high priest came up with the idea to create a text that is more suitable for the general public on the basis of the hieroglyphic and monkish script.

But even Senmuth felt at a loss in the face of such a complicated text——

They are so mysterious.

Hieroglyphs are almost unattainable scriptures, and readers can only rely on their special perception ability to perceive the mysterious power hidden between words. When the power interacts, the meaning will be naturally clear.

Although the monk style has been simplified and can be read more easily, the gap between the clergy who have received long-term education and training and ordinary people is as big as it is.

Senmut has no idea: it is easier said than done to transform words!And he is just a little priest of the gods...

At this moment, Hansu followed Senmut and turned his attention to the two ruins.On his dirty little face, his big black eyes were full of longing light.

"Lord Senmut... what do these symbols mean?"

In Hansu's cognition, these are just symbols, which are the same as the symbols used to represent numbers that Ailixi taught them.

Senmut patiently told the child: These are words.

"Are you telling a funny story?"

Senmut shook his head indifferently: "No, on the contrary, it's boring."

These two identical texts are the sacrificial words of the ancient pharaohs when they offered sacrifices to the gods. In case the pharaoh is unwell, the priest or priest needs to read it instead.Therefore, a monk body version was specially made.

Hansu's dark eyes rolled a few times on the two sections of the ruins, the child's curiosity came and went quickly, and he stopped caring in an instant, and turned to look at Senmut: "Master Senmut, if I want to leave a message for my father, saying that I will go out to play and come back before sunset. But I can't find anyone who can help pass the message, what should I do?"

His old man, Karam, is obsessed with work and has always been free to Hunsu.But I was always in a hurry when I couldn't find my son.

Senmuth's mind was preoccupied with words at the moment.

He focused his awareness entirely on two expressions: out to play, and before sunset.

Go out to play... leave, not too far away, close by, don't worry...

Sunset...the sun is still some distance from the horizon...

He even closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, the high priest finally had some light in his eyes.

He drew two simple symbols on the ground, one represents going out to play, which is the image of a pair of feet moving, and the other represents a round red sun hanging above the horizon before sunset, two illusory arcs The line indicates the sinking direction of the red sun, which is different from the sunrise.

This is a way of expressing meaning that exists in both hieroglyphic and monkish script. Senmut just extracted them all and expressed them in the most concise way of painting.

Then he taught Hansu how to draw, and asked the child: first make an agreement with Karam about the meaning of this pair of symbols, and then it will not be too late to leave a book for Karam.

Hansu agreed with a smile, and he came running again not long after.

"Master High Priest, the mothers of the women's team also want to ask you to think of a symbol—"

When Senmut heard it, he was on a mission, so he cheered up and listened to Hansu's description.

It turns out that the mothers who are in charge of cooking will cook some good dishes to reward everyone tonight.But the number of delicious food is always limited, and the grandmothers want to make a rule - first come, first served.

Senmut thought about it for a while: This is a rather complicated concept, much more complicated than going out to play and returning before sunset.

He combined hieroglyphs and hieroglyphs into hieroglyphs.But I have thought about all the expressions that can be touched, but I have not been able to find a proper and simple symbol.

Hansu, who was waiting opposite Senmut, felt the inner turmoil of the high priest at the same time, and couldn't help imitating the adults, frowning, walking back and forth with his hands behind his back, with his head lowered. Mutter is exactly the same now.

Senmut laughed for a moment, and naturally understood that his ability to infect and control other people's emotions seemed to have improved compared to before.

He shook his head, and casually drew a symbol with chalk on the writing slate in front of him.

Hansu was overjoyed when he saw it: "My lord, first come, first served, is this the one?"

The boy quickly picked up the slate and ran away.

Sen Mut called him behind Hansu, asking him to leave the slate first, but Hansu said with a smile: "Your Excellency, don't bother, I just need to let the mothers remember this, and they can use it to teach all the grandmas." Uncles, no one dares to forget!"

Hansu was nimble and ran away completely in an instant.Liu Senmut was alone in place, motionless, like a well-preserved stone statue in the ruins.

What Hansu said just now made him realize something suddenly, but he was confused and couldn't figure it out for a while.

He just stood there motionless until the sun slanted westward, dragging his figure longer.

Suddenly, beside Senmut, above the ruins of Saqqara, the birds soared into the sky extremely swiftly, the hares jumped around happily, and the lambs carefully reared by the women's team bounced and bleated...the work was over nearby The servants even straightened up one after another, looking at each other and giggling——

Senmut figured out a trick, his happiness was like a fountain that had been suppressed underground for a long time, gushing out all of a sudden, quickly infecting the entire palace area.

So far, he has fully figured out what he can do and what he should do with words:

One is to understand these ordinary people who are busy every day and what messages they need to convey;

The second is to design as simple and easy-to-remember symbols as possible for them, based on the grammar used in daily life.

It is good to be able to derive directly from hieroglyphs and secular scripts, but there is no big problem if you can't.

After all, as long as there is a convention and everyone agrees that these symbols express specific meanings, people can use these symbols to communicate and transmit information.

Isn't that the meaning of words?

Senmut figured this out, and immediately felt refreshed, and walked towards the temporary residence of the mistresses with fluttering sleeves.

The setting sun dyed his clean linen robe a beautiful orange-red.In the distance, cooking smoke billowed above the camp, and the aroma of spices and oils rushed to the face.

Erich's actions at the Royal Treasurer and the frightening scene at the Harvest Festival were briefly recorded in a papyrus letter by the acting priest Sasha, carried by the Pharaoh's guards, and took a fast boat down the river to the tower. Nice.

Just when the pharaoh's guard was about to deliver the letter to the pharaoh, he was intercepted by Solan even with the letter.

In the end, at the pharaoh's stern request and at the insistence of the pharaoh's guard, the guard stood in Solan's camp, and in front of the pharaoh, the general, and the lieutenant general, fully explained what happened in Memphis. Tell me about it fifty-fifty.

The guard selected by Sasha to deliver the letter was eloquent, and he was one of the witnesses of the Harvest Festival event, so he told stories vividly and vividly.

The more Pharaoh listened, the more gloomy his face became.

Alicia isn't dead—

She escaped from the assassins and came back safely.

Not only did she come back, but she also walked shyly in the royal capital as the first concubine, and dared to touch the treasury that belonged to the entire royal family.

This is not true, something happened to the treasurer, and it also affected the harvest festival praying to the god Osiris...

As he listened, Delos was furious, and he tried his best to keep his composure, so that face became tighter and tighter.

From the perspective of the pharaoh, Delos naturally believed that Elyse had no reason to attack the royal treasurer, and that what happened later was her own fault.If there is no Anubis envoy to come forward on behalf of the gods, this matter will definitely not end.

It's all that woman's fault - Pharaoh thought.

Unexpectedly, the general Solan, who was standing beside the Pharaoh and listening, was delighted to hear it.

When the Pharaoh guard told the whole truth, Solan unexpectedly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and sighed loudly: "Hey, this is actually my idiot sister!"

Words are unbelievable.

Everyone standing in the camp at this moment, including the Pharaoh's guards and the generals under Solan's command, was sweating in the back of their heads, thinking that this great general was really outspoken.

But Delos had a thought, and began to speculate whether this matter had something to do with the priest and his son——

Based on the Alicia he knew in the past, he would definitely not be able to make such a rigorous and thoughtful move with far-reaching meaning.

After Solan laughed three times, his face immediately turned serious, and he faced the generals in his camp: "Everyone comes from various Nomes in Lower Egypt, and you have dealt with the clerks of the Royal Treasurer before. Been angry with them..."

The royal treasurer's clerks are in charge of the distribution of wealth in half the kingdom.Whether it was the Nomes or the border army led by Solan, when they received resources from the treasury, most of them were squeezed by these clerks, and they either had to give bribes or were deducted.

Now hearing that the clerks of the Royal Treasurer had made a fool of themselves in Memphis, everyone beamed with joy and shouted hello in unison, and the sound shook the roof of the tent.

The pharaoh's face was even more ugly, because Solan's reaction seemed to confirm his guess.

So Solan announced loudly: "Everyone, please tell this story to the folks from various Nomes—"

"In other words, the most honorable First Princess by Wang's side is now cleaning up the royal treasury in Memphis. Her actions have been assisted by God Osiris and God Anubis, and she has achieved great success."

This is Solan's ability to turn right and wrong into black and white.

The ones who ended the Harvest Festival incident were only the favored ones under the throne of Anubis, and they only acted to clean up the mess, and had no intention of helping Erich.

But these words sounded very pleasant, and there was another burst of applause from the whole camp.

Soran proudly turned his face to look at the pharaoh standing beside him.

However, seeing that Delos had completely recovered his composure at this moment, the anger in his pair of bright black eyes had completely disappeared. Pharaoh lowered his head slightly, resting his chest on his hands, and was meditating.

At this time, Delos finally realized how the people of Nome felt about the royal treasurer. If they were left alone, their anger would sooner or later burn on the royal family behind the treasurer.

Regardless of Erich's intentions and methods, from the perspective of the process and results alone, this is also of great benefit to Delos.

When the nomes heard that the royal family was purging the treasurer, their original dissatisfaction would naturally dissipate.

When Tylos figured this out, he immediately followed Solan's words and said, "The general's opinion is very serious, and he is allowed to notify the Noms." This is to cover up the fact that the Pharaoh has no real power in the army and is stern.

Solan's pair of shining eyes looked Delos up and down, and immediately smiled and ordered someone to send a letter to each Nome——

What was sent was naturally a message, and the content of the message was to tell a story.It is conceivable that when the messengers arrived in various Nomes, they would naturally add fuel to the story and tell this story with froth.In a few days, this story of Erich's story will spread throughout Lower Egypt.

"Don't forget, you must mention that my sister is the great pharaoh's favorite first princess!"

Before the messenger set off, Solan did not forget to ask earnestly.

After all, only by emphasizing this point, will the nomes credit the Egyptian royal family.

However, it is not clear how much selfishness Solan had when he gave such orders.

Delos was listening silently, without denying it.His face was still stiff, but his skin was so hot that it seemed that he had just received a merciless slap in the face.

He abandoned the first princess mercilessly and rushed all the way to Tanis to chase another woman.

But the feats accomplished by the woman he abandoned in the city of Memphis forced him to admit that what she did might be exactly what he needed...

Leaving Upper Egypt alone, the 22 Noms of Lower Egypt are crucial to the pharaoh's rule and must not be lost.

Although Tylos was furious when he first heard the news.But the matter has come to this point, and he can only accept the benefits brought to him by this matter.

Therefore, this slap in the face was slapped as soon as it was slapped, and Delos could only accept it without any temper.

On the other hand, Solan was beaming with joy and smiling like a child...

Soon, the story of Memphis spread throughout the Nomes of Lower Egypt, and most people remembered the name of the first princess Elyse.It's just that most of them thought that what she did was also ordered by Pharaoh.

And the explorer, who was temporarily hidden in a corner of Tanis, seemed to have a different taste after hearing this story——

"The First Princess..."

"Pharaoh quietly left Memphis to pursue another woman, but she did such a big thing alone in the capital?"

"The follow-up risks are huge, but she still survived like this without any danger?"

"Interesting, very interesting."

"Originally, I only thought that the prey of Delos was very special. But now, it seems that the woman who was left behind by Delos seems to really want to do something big."

"I don't want to be an enemy of such a woman."

Kalsha, the Hittite prince, made a comment.

Erich didn't know anything about Prince Hittite's evaluation.

But she heard the prayer from Viola.

"Great God Amon, please save my soul, I, I..."

The girl's sobs came along with the prayers.

"I killed someone."