The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

When Ramses II had not yet obtained the status of heir to the throne of Pharaoh, he was just a young prince who did not pay attention.

Misunderstandings, or fate.

He escaped from the temple full of sycophants and the sound of bored reading, wandering around without hesitation, just happened to meet an apprentice priest by the holy lake.

What a coincidence, they were probably at the lowest ebb of their lives at that time, unable to see the light of the future at all.

The apprentice priest was bullied by his peers all day long, and that day he was pushed into the holy lake by a group of people.

He struggled to climb out of the lake, drenched in water, his face under the color of the water was dirty and embarrassed, and his expression could not be seen, only the darkness covered by dark clouds.

The prince who had nothing to do ran into the candidate for the priest. He obviously had nothing to do, but he was treated as a lost nobleman. For some reason, he hid in a corner with him and ran wildly all the way.

His Royal Highness’s mental journey at that time, if he wants to think about it later, he must put on a filter that was added only afterward—after all, he has to admit that his ignorant and childish mind is probably not good for his "young self", At the beginning, not only did he not show his favor, but he was still angry with his lover, which was really embarrassing.

Fortunately, the situation wasn't too bad to be hopeless.

The young man is arrogant and arrogant, in fact, when he first met the little priest he likes, he already had a vague fondness for him in his heart.

He couldn't express it at that time, and he couldn't realize his true thoughts, but he encountered an embarrassing incident where he accidentally angered that person and watched him fall face down in front of him——

"Although it's definitely not my prince's fault!"

In fact, it was his fault, but His Royal Highness, who said he would never admit defeat, went back and tried to speak hard, thinking about it in every possible way, and constantly entangled...

"But, seeing him crying so miserably—"

Finally came up with the idea of ​​giving the poor little priest a "gift".

Of course, he still didn't admit it was a "gift" at the time, at most it was based on the fact that he was clearly right, at most it was the guilt of frightening the little priest... Uh, that's how it felt anyway!

His Royal Highness's attitude seemed to be perfunctory and impatient, but in fact he was quite serious and critical.

No matter how unfavored the prince is, he still has a lot of good things that the pharaoh rewarded him, which he threw to the palace servants at will before letting them keep it for himself.

There was nothing good at hand, so His Royal Highness made a special trip back to the palace.

He rummaged through his treasury for a long time, and finally decided to choose the accessory that he finally got in his hand.

The prince's selection criteria has nothing to do with which of these things is more precious and more in line with his identity.It's just a matter of looking at the eyes, one by one to see which one is more in line with his wishes.

Luckily, the treasure chosen by him is better than the gemstone that is eye-catching on the surface.

It is an oval piece, with luxurious gold as the base, without any impurities.

On the surface of the gold base, more luxurious gem decorations are laid layer by layer, and the edges are decorated with fine gold sand. Even in the dark and dull place, it will show the brilliance like the sun coming.

It's just that what His Royal Highness is looking at is the sapphire inlaid in the middle of the ornament.

It seems that an endless blue sea has been filled into this transparent container, together with it is collected the remoteness of the deep seabed and the clarity of the sea and sky.

Slightly turning the jewel, it is flashing amazing streamers from all directions.

"it's beautiful."

Even the well-informed prince looked at it carefully and couldn't help but praise it.

The first time he saw it, he thought of the little priest's eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like it.

They're all blue, and they're both so pretty.

He only glanced at the little priest's eyes in a hurry, but the impression was so deep that it seemed to be imprinted directly in his heart, even if he had to go through the vicissitudes of life, he would not forget it.

It is conceivable that His Royal Highness, who finally found such a suitable "gift" after thousands of choices, was so happy when he ran to the temple like flying.

...Although they met later, these two young boys who were not deeply involved in the world, but their personalities were more distinct than the other faced each other, and some disharmonious accidents happened.

But anyway, the ending is good!

The "gift" from His Royal Highness... well, it was a gift, and it was actually delivered to the little priest.

After that, quite a few more things happened.

For example, His Royal Highness finally saw the light of day, from being unfavored to becoming the No. 1 choice of the future pharaoh that everyone is looking forward to, the little priest who was not even a priest became faster than him, and suddenly became the leader of the Karnak Temple. high priest.

Another example is that one day after a long time, the prince became a pharaoh, and the high priest was still a high priest, but the status went further, and both of them reached a height that no one could match.

The prince—the pharaoh knew that, at least until they parted ways for unknown reasons, the high priest always wore the gift he gave him when he was young.

He put a thin chain on the ornament, so that it could hang peacefully in front of his chest under the cover of the outer clothes.

The long blond hair covered the slender chain, hiding the only trace that could be noticed by the outside world.

But Pharaoh was quite sure it was there, and couldn't help but smile happily when he thought of it.

However, since when did Pharaoh have to shake this supposedly certain idea?

Probably from the day that Tahir left him suddenly without giving any reason.

"..."

"My heart tells me that since he has accepted it and has worn it by his side for so many years, even if he no longer wants to see me, he should continue to keep this gift..."

"But he's left everything else that's been around long enough."

The Pharaoh had caught a non-existent phantom in his dreams countless times, and asked emotionally whether the phantom was too cruel, and just walked away. He didn't even want to give him the comfort of recalling it Down?

The collection of poems that had already turned yellow with dry handwriting, the items that were once used...all the proofs of that person's existence here were all reduced to ashes.

He was shaken, so he couldn't be sure how cruel that person could be. When he left, he didn't even want to keep the first gift he gave him, but ruthlessly destroyed it like this.

Pharaoh certainly didn't want to believe that man could be so cruel.

He was unwilling, in any case, to accept this cruel possibility.

But the human heart is so complicated, it is too harsh to use the standard that a saint can have to demand a king who lost his love in the world.

Ozymandias once recalled his "hate" for Tahir, though it was a tiny fraction of all his emotions.

But most of this hatred stems from Wang's repeated speculations for a long time, but he never got an answer, and the despair that had to gradually expand because of this.

——I'm doubting his "love" for me.

——No, no, I'm not even sure whether he loves me or not.There are too few clues, I never thought about this problem before, and now I wake up...

— There is no way to ask him, because he is not in front of me.I can't find any trace of him, maybe I really can't see him again in this life.With every step closer to death, the shadow in my heart will grow bigger until it engulfs me.

It was impossible for the pharaoh to tell anyone his true heart.

He couldn't express the uneasiness and grief that existed until his death, because in the eyes of everyone except himself, Ramses II only had the side of being a "God King".

The king who merged with the identity of God is always on the high ground, and he is perfect in every way.Since it is a "god", it is impossible to produce the joys and sorrows of a "human", and he cannot allow himself to have this flaw.

Hasn't he already mentioned the person who can make him relax as a "human"?Long gone.

He can be a variety of identities in front of that person, such as a close friend who has known each other for many years, or a partner with perfect understanding.

Or, he could just be a man who fell in love all by himself.

... more and more.

The more you think about it, the more complicated it becomes.

But in the deepest part of Pharaoh's heart, there is indeed such a shadow.

Even if he came to this world, got his wish in a strange way, reunited with his lost lover, and lived peacefully in the peaceful world for ten years...

As long as millennia-old puzzles remain unanswered, the shadow will remain.

— until this moment.

In the exhibition hall crowded by mortals, there are relics of that decaying dynasty everywhere.

Gold, treasures, surviving statues of gods and sculptures of pharaohs that were once buried in the mud have all lost the sense of sacredness that awed the people at the beginning due to the change of time and place.

People in the world shuttle through this narrow space, commenting on the exhibits.All of this was watched quietly by the Eye of Horus placed in the corner.

The noise made by the people, and the humming that suddenly passed over the eardrums at this moment, all merged into the unreasonable mocking sound of fate.

"........."

Ozymandias paused for a while before taking a step, walking towards the place he didn't want to approach at first.

The crowd around him seemed to evaporate the moment he took a step, disappearing from his field of vision.

It's like being in a quiet space where only you are left.

The pharaoh who came to the present world walked to the showcase he glimpsed at a glance, and stopped at a place only one step away.

He should have walked closer, but his footsteps stopped here abruptly.

It is the same as what the juvenile who was full of joy saw it when he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully thousands of years ago.

The sapphire is still inlaid in the very center, and it sets off the surrounding gemstones of other colors.

The light falls on the surface of the sapphire, making it look like stars are floating inside.

Ozymandias looked at it as if staring into the eyes of someone he had in mind.At this time, the man was also looking back at him.

His eyes also returned to a thousand years ago.

"...the astonishing exhibit presented in front of us is the stuff of Cleopatra VII, the famous Cleopatra VII."

The commentary sounded just right.

"According to historical records, Cleopatra VII committed suicide in her own palace. The palace people and soldiers who found that she hadn't left the bedroom for a long time rushed in, only to find that the door of the palace was open, and bright sunlight was penetrating into the dimly lit room from outside. Inside the hall."

"The glamorous queen lay quietly on the couch, with her arms hanging down, and there was a wound on her wrist bitten by a poisonous snake. Her face was rosy and lively, showing endless peace and tranquility. If she hadn't stopped breathing, everyone else would Think she's just sleeping peacefully."

"However, before approaching the sleeping queen, the first thing people noticed was the sundries that fell at the gate of the palace for some reason."

"The broken clothes were scattered in front of the door, and they were stepped on by the first person who entered in a panic. When people lowered their heads, what they saw was not only the ragged clothes, but half covered by the clothes, but Ornaments that have not been covered by the brilliance."

"The first person to walk was also the first to bend down and carefully pick up the ornament from the torn clothes. When he held it in his hand, everyone who saw it couldn't help but be amazed by the pendant of this necklace." The splendor of the jewels inlaid on it distracted me, and I couldn't help but start to grab it first."

"The scramble that broke out in front of Cleopatra's body did not know when it would end, but the final result was that this rare treasure finally fell into the hands of the ruler who ended the inheritance of the ancient Egyptian dynasty, and after going around, it entered the current In the exhibition hall, let us see today."

"According to historians' speculation, the maid who accompanied Cleopatra at that time should have taken advantage of the queen's death to quietly collect the queen's jewelry, but in the process of fleeing in a hurry, she accidentally left one of the necklaces..."

--It's not like this.

A voice that no one could hear spoke with such certainty of verdict.

——What kind of 'speculation' is this? It's a big mistake!How could it be the last queen's thing!

——Even if you are not on the scene, even if there is no basis at all, even if this idea is interpreted by common sense, it is impossible to realize at all, and the only thing you can rely on is the familiar dull pain flooding in your heart at this moment...

Still can be sure.

There would be no other possibility. The moment he saw this thing, Ozymandias already had a definite answer in his heart.

Must admit, must face...

—It was "he" who left it, right?

With the voice in my heart settled down.

The truth that has been ups and downs for thousands of years and deviated from the indeterminate, and the dust settles at the same time.

Ordinary people who are appreciating historical treasures must not think of it.

Among the visiting teams that alternated back and forth, there was an existence different from them.

He is not only "history" itself, but also the interweaving of "obsessions" retained in the past and continued in the future.

They listened to the narrator telling anecdotes about this stunning treasure in a relaxed tone, such as a small detail on the ornament itself.

On the bottom of the gold where the sapphire took all the attention, that is, on the back of the ornament, there is a line of extremely small handwriting engraved.

Although the necklace has been verified as belonging to Cleopatra, the era of its original production is obviously earlier than that of Cleopatra, and it may go back several dynasties.

The handwriting on it was artificially carved out bit by bit with a hard object. I don't know if the person who carved the words did it on purpose or was limited by external force, so the strokes look a little crooked.Corroded by time again, it is almost impossible to tell.

This text was also verified by modern historians, and then told the curious world about its true appearance.

The narrator said that this is a short graphic text commonly used in ancient Egypt, and the content is the name of a person.

It should not be the full name, because the person who can own such a treasure must have a noble status, and it is very likely that he was the most honorable pharaoh at that time.

"The translation of this name is Ramses. Many pharaohs in the history of Egypt have the name 'Ramesses'. The most representative of them is of course the famous pharaoh of the [-]th Dynasty, Ramses II."

"Ramesses? Could it be that the earliest owner of this thing was Ramses II?"

A tourist who obviously didn't listen carefully asked a question innocently, which drew good-natured laughter from everyone.

"That's definitely not the case. The name left on the back of the necklace is just 'Ramesses'. There is no way to confirm which pharaoh it is. There are anecdotes about Ramses II, but they are all just random guesses." That's all."

"Oh, what a pity. I don't know why. I think this necklace should belong to Ramses II. Or someone related to Ramses II got the necklace and quietly carved this on the back. The name, and because I don’t want others to find out, so I don’t write the full name..."

"Hahaha, it's really an interesting conjecture. It's true that you can't say too much, maybe the truth of history is really like this?"

"Right!"

A burst of non-malicious laughter floated past the display case containing the things of the past.

This group of tourists joked about the pharaoh thousands of years ago, but unexpectedly, the pharaoh himself was behind them.

They would never have imagined that this fake joke accidentally uttered by someone would hit the truth by accident.

……

This thing, the original owner, was indeed him.

It was Ramses II.

A man came to the exhibition hall at noon and did not leave until it was almost dusk.

No one found out.After all, no matter whether it is the vision of a mortal or the lens of a camera, it is impossible to capture the trace of the heroic spirit who has become a spirit son.

The man's hand pierced through the seemingly strictly guarded barrier, and slowly took out the cherished thing that had been dormant until now.

The casual attire used to hide his identity in this world does not need to be kept in the state of a heroic spirit. Therefore, the king's attire was restored, and the man's back was as solemn and solemn as usual, with a majesty that could not be seen directly.

But when he lowered his head and stared at the gem lying in the palm of his hand, inexplicably mixed with unspeakable sadness in his back view.

"Really are……"

The name engraved on the back is really "Ramesses".

Wang held the gemstone in one hand, barely raised the other hand, curled up his index finger slightly, trying to touch the surface behind the gold that should be flat but is concave outside.

His fingertips should fall down in the next moment, caressing the indistinct notches bit by bit, like the caress of the closest lover.

But in fact, he still hesitated.

For the first time, I had the illusion of "not daring to touch".

— Lover.

——Is the imprint that has appeared in front of my eyes over the millennium, the trace that you once concealed from everyone and left here quietly?

The stagnant gaze seems to be able to see through the real object, and "see" the phantom of the past imprinted on it.

Still don't know the time.

Still don't know the location.

The only thing that is certain is that at a certain moment when he was not aware of it, the person whom he suspected and "hated" had once carved his name on the back of the gift he gave with sincerity and sincerity.

No one else will find out, and the only one who knows about it is this person himself.

The man, probably in total darkness, groped and carved slowly.

Because his handwriting is beautiful and clear, and his carving skills are proficient. Under normal conditions, the engraved handwriting will not be distorted, and the details of the strokes will not show weakness.

' Ramesses. '

In the process of engraving these words bit by bit, this person may still be silently chanting.

'Ramesses, Ramses, Latin...Sith...'

Perhaps the setting is in a foreign land beyond the realm of the king.

Perhaps the background is in an incomparably close distance.

This person's situation may be surrounded by desolate, cruel and brutal storms, or it may be a peace and tranquility where he can still get a sliver of comfort...

It is in such a blurred scene, time and time again.

On and on, if the piety reaches the extreme, the emotion of the sculptor will leak out, and it will be imprinted in his strokes without knowing it.

At this time, the king was searching carefully.

After a long time, really, really found it.

He takes away the real relic of his lover.

Back at the "excavation" site, which was still in full swing, the snake staff was attached to the poor expert's body. Apart from the indifference in his eyes, there was unexpectedly a trace of unexplainable emotion mixed in.

Maybe it's "poor".

Knowing everything, it can finally justifiably pity this omnipotent king.

"It seems that you have got everything, but ah, the treasure you should have been the most has been taken away."

"Heh, that's not an old-fashioned script for plundering by evil beings like my uncle. The Lord of the Gods arranged a glorious path for you, but he didn't expect that there would be a change."

"That idiot is a tool chosen by God for you, but he himself is willing to be your stepping stone."

The snake pupils are hidden in the dark, and the pupils reflect a cold dark light.

After many years—it really has waited long enough, it finally got what it wanted, and can safely, freely, and sharply mock the belated king.

"Hahaha! Do you know how many dead bones your throne is made of? How many people endured the sun's burn for your glory when you were just moaning and complaining in ignorance - oh, sorry Sorry, there seems to be only one person."

"That's a fool, an extremely stupid fool. He exchanged himself for countless people who should have died long ago, and also exchanged for your life, and everything you will enjoy afterwards!"

"Okay, noble king, the pharaoh who is so great and admired by all. The humble existence has to ask you another question."

She Zhang opened his mouth and asked the same question that he had already asked when they met for the first time after death:

"You are so eager, is it because you can't forgive the 'sinner' who deceived you, or because you didn't realize your mistake until today, and you slowly felt—"

"Do you regret it?"

this moment.

The most honorable king in the world stayed where he was, as if he had fallen into an ice cave even though he was under the sun.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry for the late update, I was exhausted from moving, and I accidentally fell asleep in the afternoon 555

After waking up and pulling the second-hand office, I will pay for it. I wrote this chapter with excitement, and then I hope that everyone will kiss me a hundred times after reading it (?

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[Second Young Master of Confucian Style]: Tsk tsk tsk tsk pull Er watched the human beings excavating his tomb. The mental activity is particularly good.The pharaoh's mausoleum itself is to ensure that they will ascend to heaven after death and live forever, but Laer himself chooses to become a heroic spirit, so this does not exist.For him, it is more of the "shame" of being forced to open the "private house" that only belongs to himself and Tahir to countless people "visiting"...Of course, the pharaoh will feel that he has been seen by others. Are you shy to write love poems all over the wall?nonexistent!

(Thank you, thank you, it will be better to read this chapter together with today!)

[The sky will be sunny]: Sexy pharaoh digs his own grave live online

(Hahahaha is indeed a sexy pharaoh digging his grave online, xswl)