Chapter 831

"I can't comment on your alliance with Sassanian, but alliance with Persians has never been an ideal choice." Julian said that he could not evaluate, but he gave a definition. In fact, it is an extremely impolite and abrupt thing. He didn't give up the idea of going on. He kept a smile on his face and continued: "the Persians didn't give up expanding eastward for a long time, and now they won't give up this obsession. The reason why the Persians didn't go eastward is because we have been at war with them for thousands of years."

Wang Meng partially agreed with Julian that the Persians were indeed not the ideal alliance object, and the Persians had no surplus power to expand eastward because of the existence of the Romans.

The territory of the Persian Sassanian empire was the old land of the Parthian Empire, but the Persian Sassanian did expand nearly a thousand miles to the East on the basis of the old land of the Parthian Empire. It seemed that it had once reached the edge of the western region and subdued Kangju and other countries, or waited for the Romans to enter the Middle East again before retracting its power. Otherwise, the Persians may have contact with the Han people, that is, they don't know what form of contact, which may be the probability of war.

The Romans who fell into civil war could still hold the Persians steady. It can be seen from the fact that the Romans also controlled several provinces in the Middle East, including some Middle Easterners who formed independence, the Persians always stood on the weak side in the face of the Romans.

"We have formed a unity. We are reunited under the prevention of the Persians. They will soon eat the consequences of their own planting." Julian was talking with a smile, but his voice was sonorous and powerful, like a declaration: "the Roman Legion will enter texiphon again."

Two nations that have been fighting for so long can be described as deep blood feuds. No one will give up their hatred and will not do nothing when they can find the other party unhappy.

Wang Meng can guess that the Persians must have made great efforts when the Romans fell into civil war, and even paid for some ambitious Romans. He now knows from Julian that Rome has been unified again, so some previous puzzles can be solved. For example, how did the Romans have additional energy and financial resources to fund Arabs, Cypriots and Yueshi people.

In fact, Wang Meng has other ideas. He estimates that even if Rome is reunified, it is fragile. There is Greek autonomy from Greece. He also sees the weakness of local governors. In addition, each family still has a strong family private army.

Wang Meng is very sure that if Rome does not change the policy that nobles can make laws privately, there will never be a real unity in Rome.

The real situation is that Rome has not really been unified in a real sense. The family private army has been with them for many years, which is based on the premise of aristocratic fiefdom. The nobility has family private military force and can make laws by themselves. Where can we talk about unification in a country where even laws cannot be consistent?

Out of Julian's goodwill and Wang Meng's own purpose, Wang Meng revealed his ideas in euphemism.

"The angel is right." Julian continued to laugh and smiled brightly: "it's a pity that we can't do it."

In fact, it can be done. That is, a powerful Augustus killed all the nobles who were unwilling to accept the reform. Simply, he destroyed all the old nobles and trained a group of new nobles to complete the reform. However, if we really want to do so, it is tantamount to pushing everything down and starting over again. The country will inevitably be burned into ruins by the war, and people do not know how many people will die.

"If your country wants to achieve reform, especially the reform that affects all nobles..." Julian asked sincerely, "what will you do, or has anyone succeeded?"

"Yes, one of our sages did it 827 years ago." Wang Meng is talking about Shang Yang's reform, because there is still a long way to go, and there is enough time to talk about it in general. He had not finished telling the story. Seeing the welcoming people ahead, he had to say the conclusion: "Shang Jun's policy has continued until now, and we are still enjoying the results of Shang Jun's reform."

Julian listened very attentively and didn't find another crowd to greet him. He was stunned when he saw Wang Meng's conclusion. Looking forward, he realized that it was really not a good time to continue. He smiled with great understanding, but he made up his mind to visit Wang Meng when he had a chance.

They entered the city gate from the wharf and walked a long way in the streets of the city.

The Romans actually prepared carriages, but Wang Meng wanted to walk because of the bumpy boat. He politely refused to let them walk into the city.

Constantinople is indeed a big city. I don't know whether it's because the streets are covered with red carpets or because the Romans deliberately cleaned up and didn't see the excrement and urine all over the streets.

The width of the street they walk is about six meters. On both sides are two or three storey buildings. It seems that they should be shops and so on. They keep relatively neat. If they look from a distance, they are two rows of buildings, but each building has its own alley.

The fairly straight street is about 1400 meters deep and is blocked by a building with a cross on the roof. The building, which covers a large area, is just at the "t" junction, and the conspicuous cross on the roof can be clearly seen from a distance.

The red carpet extending from the wharf to the city is here. A group of people in red robes are surrounded by a young man in extraordinary gorgeous clothes. There are dense Roman guards around, and no civilians are standing around.

"That's my brother gallus." Julian seems to keep smiling all the time. When it comes to gallus, his eyes are very cold: "he is Caesar."

Wang mengshun looked at Julian and saw a young man with a proud expression on his face.

GALUS's dress is really gorgeous. He is dressed in gold armor with golden and carved patterns. He can also see the silk exposed from the neckline and a crown with dense gemstones and diamonds on his head. He waited until Wang Meng got close enough to move forward.

"Guests from the Far East welcome you." Gallus raised his head slightly all the time. His posture was that the following BA was talking to people. His first sentence was polite, but he opened his mouth and asked, "what gift do you have with you? Do you have silk?"

In fact, Wang Meng has no idea about gallus holding his head up. He is more than 1.7 meters tall. Gallus looks at about 1.6 meters. He doesn't have to look up to look at each other.

Wang Meng didn't have any special expression after listening to the translation. He didn't need to show a proud side, and he didn't grovel at all. He just smiled naturally and said, "if Caesar likes silk, the gift we give Caesar is silk."

After listening to the translation, Gallus laughed happily. He didn't know whether it was out of courtesy or for the sake of receiving silk gifts. He finally continued to move forward and stretched out his right hand.

After completing the handshake ceremony with Wang Meng, Gallus looked at Julian standing quietly on one side. First, he looked up and down, followed by a cold expression and said, "there's nothing for you here."

Julian was still laughing, raised his right arm to 45 degrees, stretched out, palms down, legs at attention, knocked in place, completed the courtesy, and people walked without delay.

If Liu Yan is present, it is estimated that he will be stunned, just because Julian's salute just now is that * * salute is no different. The problem is that * * is the courtesy of ancient Rome. It was first made by the Italians, and then Adolf Hitler used it directly.

It was marus who left with Julian Utansis and other Roman soldiers, Marcus Marca wants to go if she can, but Marcus Marca needs to stay and do the translation.

"Does that guy have cervical spondylosis or crooked head?" Doua said that gallus was very dissatisfied with gallus's arrogance and looked like he couldn't bear: "a guy like this will never live long in a big man."

Cai mian "ha ha" smiled a few times. Dou ah said something exaggerated, but it is a fact that people like gallus will never be better in the Han country, let alone climb to a high position.

Not all Han people are polite and arrogant all the time. Even if a second generation with inherent advantages shows such a posture, they will face exclusion when entering officialdom. Don't think that their second generation's identity is a universal amulet.

"This is Daqin." Cai Mian looked at Wang Meng, who was shaking hands with the clergy one by one, and said relatively casually: "they talk about blood here. Even a stupid pig can be a Lord. As long as the family does not die out, the son of a stupid pig will still be a Lord."

"Hehe, it's just like the small imperial court." Doua's ancestors were farmers. He was also a farmer a few years ago. Now he is a nobleman. He can also be an envoy as a military attache of the diplomatic corps: "it's easy for a big man to destroy the small imperial court. Where are the nobles with noble blood?"

Cai Mian did not live under the rule of the small imperial court of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, nor did he grow up under the system of nine grade Zhongzheng system, and he had no good feelings for the small imperial court that abandoned the north.

"You'd better say less." Cai Mian got along well with Dou a all the way. He has become a friend: "don't forget the origin of Tingwei, the general of the South and the general of the West. There is no shortage of southerners in the court. You don't know when to offend people."

"The general who conquered the south is different from the general who conquered the West." Dou'a said righteously: "the two generals had abandoned the secret before the collapse of the small imperial court. Even the Tingwei made great contributions to his majesty."

Come on, Cai Mian thinks it doesn't make sense to fight ah at all.

In any country, any place or nation, people are human, but their temperament, thoughts and actions are different. That is the difference between people, just like Julian, who sometimes smiles, and gallus, who sometimes looks arrogant.

"That Julian looks like a sinister smiling tiger." Dou ah said that, but there was a smile on his face: "the more people like him, the better for big men."

People have tasted too much from Julian's attitude, including Julian's deliberate friendship, but it is based on Julian's betrayal of some Romans, such as revealing in advance that Rome has been reunited again.

"The news that Rome has been unified is really surprising." Cai Mian's face began to deteriorate. He knew why the Persians misled and why the Romans hid: "the big man is too far away from Daqin, and we won't take the initiative to stir up Daqin. However, if someone comes forward and can stand our test, the big man can also obtain benefits, why not do it?"

Ah Dou doesn't like to get involved in these things. In his opinion, he has only so much knowledge. His field of expertise is on the battlefield. Some sinister contests are better left to professionals. With this thought, he subconsciously looked at the accompanying Han army.

Most of the Han Army naturally stayed at the dock. Only 200 people followed, all of them foot infantry. They stood behind, motionless and silent. The queue was as neat as a knife.

Ahead, after shaking hands with a crowd, Wang Meng, a cardinal or archbishop, invited him into the church and said he wanted to mass him in person.

"Your mass is a conversion ceremony, isn't it?" Wang Meng put away his smile and said expressionless, "the big man respects anyone's faith. I didn't intend to convert to your Lord."

The bishop or archbishop, who looks wrinkled, is extremely fat. He really hopes to hold a mass for Wang Meng. He is more eager to go to the state of Han and give a mass to the emperor of the state of Han, and then the state of Han will become the belief state of the Lord. He was smiling and sincere. He didn't know what he was talking about. This time, Marcus Maka did not translate quickly.

"What did he say?" Wang Meng can now describe the expression on his face as cold as ice: "you translate it according to the original meaning."

Marcus Maka looked as if she was enduring her anger. She first asked, "do you really want to listen?", He said, "the Lord is everywhere. Only the Lord is the only true God in the world. The rest are false gods. One day all false gods will be destroyed."

Why Wang Meng's face is so cold is because he understands some Roman.

Well, this man who doesn't know whether he is a bishop or an archbishop said that their Lord is the only true God. No matter what the views of any nation in other countries, the emperor of the Han people is one of the gods. Does it mean that they also want to destroy the emperor?

"Can I understand it as ji1 Du1 religion, or... Rome? When Ben arrived at Constantinople..." the king smiled fiercely, or smiled very wantonly: "declare war on the great man immediately?"

Marcus Maka was very angry and translated Wang Meng's words out loud, in exchange for exclamation and roar.