Chapter 493： Recognize each other

"Kill him, kill him." Prince Ifobos got up, blood on his face.

The princes around saw the horrible appearance of Prince Ifobos. Although they all knew that he shot first, Paris just defended himself, but the mistake was that Paris was too humble, and everyone would not think it was Prince Ifobos' fault. But Paris dared to rebel against the prince.

Except for Hector, other princes had sacrifice with their enemies, and could not help picking up weapons to help Prince Ifobos teach the shepherd.

The king had stepped down from the high platform, with a calm face and watching several princes behave, and he was about to scold. At this moment, a crisp voice sounded: "Stop."

Everyone looked around and saw a slender girl wearing a priest's uniform walking slowly towards this.

It turned out to be her sister, the princess Kassandra in the city, and she also had the identity of Troy court priest. These two identities gave her a high reputation in Troy.

The appearance of Cassandra calmed down the audience. Everyone looked at her. Prince Ifoss was still not convinced: "My dear sister Cassandra, would you help a humble shepherd against the prince? "

"By the eyes God gave me, let me know that it was not the lowly shepherd who defeated you, but the noble prince like you." Kassandra glanced at Pei Ziyun and announced to Prince Ifobos.

Just now, when the archery champion was settled, she saw that the shepherd was the abandoned brother.

"Why is this humble shepherd a prince like me?" Prince Ifobos asked, "Which country is the prince?"

There are dozens of city states in Greece. According to the rules of this era, there is one country in one city, all of which are princes and princesses, so this is not uncommon.

"Because of the look God gave me, let me know that Paris is the prince who was abandoned on Mount Ida many years ago. He is our second brother." Cassandra sighed and said.

King Priamos and Queen Hekaber were stunned, and God made them feel a strong parental love, and they were very happy.

Especially the queen, for so many years, she always missed the poor child who was abandoned by her on Mount Ida. She never thought she would get what she wanted.

"It turns out that you are my son, Paris." The king and queen hug happily their long-lost son. Although Pei Ziyun already knew Paris's identity, being held in such a way made him a little uncomfortable.

The king and queen have forgotten the oracle warning of Paris when he was born, proclaiming: "My dear son, how much I miss you-don't be afraid, you will take off the shepherd's clothes, put on the prince's clothes, and get Everything the prince deserves. "

Pei Ziyun was very happy when he acknowledged his ancestors.

"Please enter my court, whether you are my son or the champion of two hundred meters and archery, are eligible to accept the invitation."

Royal Palace

The palace has thick walls, towering gates, and majestic columns. Other people were surprised. They crossed the gate and saw the shelves covered with vines and four fountains.

The front hall enters the courtyard, and the pillars are separated from left to right, leading to the palace room and the forest. Pei Ziyun stands in front of the pillars and stares at the palace.

"To be magnificent, this palace cannot be compared with the palace of the Daxu Dynasty."

"But this luxury is not something that Troy can own in real history-is this the world of the gods, the change?"

There are many bronze sculptures standing on both sides. Most of them are naked men and women. No one uses gods as statues because they all hold candlesticks. At dusk, the slaves held wooden poles to light the candlesticks and hanging lamps. The light illuminates the hall, and it also illuminates the murals-that is used to sing the gods.

The prince and hero are here.

Pei Ziyun was brought by her servant to change clothes as instructed. Prince Ifobos couldn't help his face, and his face was still swollen. He hummed at Pei Ziyun twice, showing dissatisfaction.

Although Pei Ziyun's identity is no longer what he used to be, and he is also the son of a king, Prince Ifbos still doesn't look well.

The king's son-in-law, Aeneas, had his own city-state, and happened to come over. He glanced at the sitting Pei Ziyun and thought, "Although he is a prince, he has always been a shepherd. Can his vision and insight be adapted to this occasion? Is it ugly here? "

Aeneas was the son of Eros and married the king's daughter. At the moment, he was invited to the Royal Palace Dinner.

After a while, Pei Ziyun reappeared in the hall-a white corset, a bronze belt tied around the waist, a short sword hung on the belt, slender eyebrows, black pupils, glowing, calm, all People watched.

"The gods are on!" The first speaker was Aeneas, who is the son of Eros and was sober anyway: "You are almost the same as Daniels who poured wine for the gods. I am not Believe what I see. "

"Paris, my son, when giving birth to you, a good son will be thrown out to eat the beast, how sad I was then!" Queen Hekaber looked at the adult son, and couldn't help crying.

"Queen, you should be happy. Although Paris is on Mount Ida, but in the end he is a prince. You see, Paris's force and instrument are beyond mortals!" Aeneas said.

Aeneas did not know that Pei Ziyun was blessed by the goddess mother, but when she saw Pei Ziyun, she felt kind and happy inside.

"You're right, I have something to say!" King Priamos gradually regained his calmness: "Past things let it pass, but at this moment I declare that Paris will be a prince again, and I will give the prince what he deserves Mansion, and gold. "

"Thank you for your gift, my beloved father." Pei Ziyun knelt on one knee, hands folded on his chest, solemnly said.

"Oh Paris, you are not too young. How about being your brother Hector's deputy?" King Priamos looked earnestly at the son in front of him, who was strong and handsome, who was needed by the city, And he is eager to compensate.

"Thank you for your trust, but I feel a bit wrong, because I have never mastered the experience of the army, and I worry about losing our kingdom." Pei Ziyun considered it and rejected the promotion of the king: "But I want to follow the city Brothers and sages here learn for a while. "

"Yes, I allow you to learn from your brothers and sages in the city." King Priamos calmed down gradually, but the son was noble and educated, but he was indeed uneducated.

"If you start with Paris as Hector's deputy in charge of the army, not to mention that Paris has no experience, even if there is, the unruly general in the army may not put Paris in his eyes."

"And Paris went to learn from his brothers and sages in the city, which can quickly improve his knowledge and make good relations with the princes and his brothers and brothers."

Paris has been a shepherd for many years. He was asked to do the job of a prince directly, but he may not be competent. Let Paris learn for a while.

The king thought, and raised his glass: "Come on, everyone toast for Paris."

"Cheers!" The party was up, people were eating, drinking, and jumping, as if to release all emotions at the party.

Prince Ifoss was the most unpleasant of all the princes present, so he was drinking somberly in the corner alone.

Originally thought that Paris was just a humble shepherd. When the game was over, he could just clean up.

Even in the presence of so many people in the arena, attacking Pei Ziyun, Prince Ifobos didn't care. He believed that everyone would be partial, not the humble shepherd.

However, things are unpredictable. Now the humble shepherd has become a prince like him, and his status is even better than that. This makes him very depressed.

Only Cassandra calmed down, and she took a sip from her glass, her mouth full of bitterness, and a little regret.

"Why did I get so impulsive and directly acknowledge Paris and let him come back?" She always remembered the oracle, and Paris came back, which meant that Troy would face destruction.

The decisions of the gods cannot be changed, and since she personally greeted Paris back, she should prepare for Troy's destruction.

Pei Ziyun seemed to feel it. He took a look at Cassandra and, to be honest, he still thanked her. Without her help, he would have to spend a lot of time to complete the recognition.

It was just that the princess princess gave him a special feeling, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through something.

At that moment, singing came from outside the palace. In this city-state, the king and his citizens were separated by a wall ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The king asked, "What is this voice?"

The servant went out and came back for a while: "Dear King, there is a bard outside singing the long poem of Prince Paris."

The king was very pleased to hear that he couldn't imagine that Paris was so popular that he had just become a prince and a poet was singing for him.

You know, this shows that his vision is correct. Paris is a respected person, no matter how she looks or what she can do.

Just then, Hector's wife, Andromah, glanced at her husband who had not drunk the wine, and frowned.

Originally Hector was the unquestioned heir to the throne, and now that Paris was a prince, there seemed to be some subtle changes.

The change was not obvious, but Hector's wife, Andromah, was a little disturbed.

The dinner in the palace lasted for a few hours, and everyone went away. As soon as Pei Ziyun stepped out of the palace, a servant came forward.

"Prince Paris, Her Majesty ordered me to take you to the mansion," said the servant.

"Well, you lead the way." Pei Ziyun nodded.

The servant led Pei Ziyun around Troy and reached the gate of a mansion: "Prince, this is your mansion."

Pei Ziyun took a look. This house also has bronze and marble statues, but it is as simple as a mural. The theme is mostly war and education. The courtyard has laurels, and some cherries, peach trees, apricot trees, and apples. Trees, round ponds with water lilies and daffodils.

Very nice mansion, there will be a home in Troy.

Only when the servant left, Pei Ziyun closed his eyes, and for a long while, said quietly, "You are here."

"I'm here." Gossie, a bearded bard, turned out, and was a little more modest than he had first met.