spartan ancestor

The settlement of the Yagiade family was built next to the mountain. It is said that when the ancestors chose the site, they took into account the strategic needs. The back of the mountain can ensure that the place is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If they are defeated, it is also convenient to arrange retreat.

The simple old house stands in the foothills, hidden under the leafy olive trees, and is the familiar childhood residence of Hyacinthus.

As he approached along the slightly steep path, Hyacinthus accidentally saw some familiar faces outside the settlement: "Aizhi? Noam, why are you here? Are you here with my brother?"

He is quite clear about the fact that they joined his brother's command.But Aos himself also has cronies, Jacintos did not expect that his brother would leave his cronies alone and let Aizhi, a group of recruits, follow him.

"No, Your Highness." Aizhi shook his head, shaking off the rain that drenched his helmet, "His Majesty Una just asked us from General Oss last night, and now we have joined the guards responsible for guarding the king's safety." .Because we have just taken office and need to be familiar with the position, His Majesty arranged for us to stand guard here today, and get familiar with the patrol route of the settlement by the way."

Norm also led his team forward to salute: "Your Highness." He looked at the black laborers behind Hyacinthus, each of them was carrying or carrying a lot of things, "Do you need help?"

"No." Yacintos waved his hand, looking at the settlement.

Under the cover of the lush foliage, a scorched house blends in with the white-painted brick and stone houses, which looks particularly abrupt.

Only a few inches of burnt wood remained on the wooden beams and roof, and they were ugly in the air. At this time, a figure was riding on the broken wall, facing the torrential rain, and awkwardly unfolded the rain blanket. Attempts to spread over a completely hollow roof.

The old washed and faded cloak absorbed water, and the color became a little darker, and it was tightly stuck to General Oss's back.

Strange to say, the cloth that fits his body clearly shows his strong and strong figure, but against the background of the heavy rain, his figure is inexplicably like a child in a hurry, nervous and at a loss.

"..." Hyacinthus looked at it quietly for a while, then took a step forward, "I'll help. Tana, move your things in."

The mountain roads and bricks washed by the rain were very slippery, and Jacintos climbed onto the roof after a lot of effort, and said hello to his brother: "Have you eaten?"

"..." This should not be what should be said in this situation, Oss looked at Yacintos wordlessly.

Even so, he didn't delay the movement of his hands, and handed the other end of the blanket to Jacintos, and the two of them spread out this extremely old cloth that was obviously removed from the military tent.

There are a few thick and long rivets nailed to each of the four corners of the house, which are obviously prepared for this simple rain shelter, and have existed for an unknown number of years.Oss and Jacintos were in charge of the two sides respectively, fixed the canopy, and then slid down from the wall.

Hyacinthus pushed back his wet hair, went to the door, and looked into the opening.

The hearth full of ashes and the remaining pots and pans show that this is a kitchen that has experienced a fire.

It's just out of a certain mentality that none of the people who live here want to clean up the mess. After so many years, the only people who set foot in this kitchen are the hungry mountain squirrels, or the sunshine who doesn't discriminate where they live rain and dew.

This is the place where Queen Lutes often stayed during her lifetime. There used to be a set of dining tables and chairs in a corner here.

This is also rare in Sparta, not to mention other city-states such as Athens that regard the kitchen as "a place where only slaves or women will stay".

Hyacinthus glanced at the corner where there were only a few pieces of burnt wood left, and remembered that he had eaten at this table with his family a long time ago. When he sat on this bench for the first time, his chin was so fat There is a pleat, and the feet can't touch the ground...

He looked sideways, pressing the memory back into the depths of his mind.

Oss slowed Jacintos down a step. He stretched out the cloak behind him, looked at the rain-soaked ashes in the door opening, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry. I... have something to do, and I didn't react in time."

It was rare for Jacintos not to put on a look of indifference: "No. Thank you."

After these two sentences were finished, the two brothers fell silent into two stones under the rain curtain, until a sound came from a nearby courtyard that had been empty for a long time, and rescued the two of them from the suffocating staring.

The black laborers were moving the tables, chairs and beds covered with water-shielding layers into the courtyard. Oss looked at the people coming in and out of the courtyard, reacted for a while, and then looked at Yacintos in surprise.

Yacintos has returned to his usual attitude, and met Aussie's eyes without changing his face: "I thought about it, today is a good day to move home. Where's father?"

"..." Good day?General Oss silently looked up at the sky where the torrential rain was falling, and then looked away. He didn't seem in the mood to break up with Yacintos, "In the chamber."

Hyacinth raised an eyebrow.

When he climbed to the top of the meeting hall, the political discussion had already come to an end, and his father had already returned to the private hall to review official affairs, and now he was still in the meeting hall, it seemed that something urgently needed to be discussed.

As for what happened, instead of trying to guess by himself, Yacintos reached out to stop Tana who was holding the soup pot, brought the pot of bone soup over, and stepped into the courtyard of Oss in three steps: "Yes Is it? It seems that this is a good opportunity for us to have a good chat after we haven't spoken for a long time."

Although the settlement of the Yagiade family is very large, there are only three surviving descendants, Una and his son.The courtyards where the three of them lived were quite close together, and it was inevitable to greet each other face to face when going out.

Due to the fact that an unfilial son always likes to stuff messy things into his old father’s yard, now the inhabited yards are surrounded by walls higher than Osman’s own. After all, the jumping ability of some beasts cannot be underestimated.

So, when Yacintos stepped into the courtyard of Oss with the bone soup and saw the situation inside the wall, Oss didn't even react, and only had time to shout in a hurry: "Yassin!"

Jacintos was holding the bone soup and looking towards the courtyard.

Canopies were set up in the originally spacious front yard, and a dozen or so injured people were lying under the canopies, moaning softly.

They were dressed in shabby clothes, obviously Helots.Some of them had a long bloodstain on their belly, and some even lost an eye.

But these are definitely not the most seriously injured, otherwise they would not have been arranged outside the house.

Hyacinthus' eyes finally fell on someone sitting on the threshold.

Unlike Helotes, this man was well dressed, even though his face was full of sorrow, his body was still straight, with a military temperament that had undergone Spartan training.But compared to the rough soldiers, he seemed a bit reserved and melancholy.

Hyacinthus was thinking that the facial features of this man seemed familiar, when the other party saw him, his sad expression was dazed, and then he stood up subconsciously: "Your Highness?"

Yacintos raised his legs and walked in calmly: "I'll bring the bone soup."

The man was stunned for a moment, his expression changed from being puzzled to being moved. Obviously, some kind of misunderstanding had occurred, and he quickly followed Jacintos: "Thank you, Your Highness. We are already very touched that General Oss is willing to help Alan. Oh, I didn't expect that His Highness would specially send bone soup to Alan..."

"?" Yacintos's heart skipped a beat, his footsteps were still smooth, and he replied calmly, "Yes."

Alan?Didn't Alan go to the Olympics?

Thousands of thoughts were spinning in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "How is he?"

"Yacintos." Oss finally followed up. He frowned and stretched out his hand, seemingly trying to stop Yacintos, but he stretched halfway, stopped again, and finally retracted.

Yacintos couldn't guess his brother's thoughts from the sentence "Yasin", so he chose to ignore it confidently: "Why are there so many injured Helos, is Alan okay?"

He finally realized why the person sitting at the door looked familiar. This person should be Alan's father.

He also heard about Alan's family situation during dinner parties.

Like his elder brother, Alain was born into a family of a Spartan father and a Helos mother.If there is any difference from the general mixed race, it is that his father's identity is more special.

In Sparta, sacrifices and music were sacred things.The latter was considered a gift to the gods, so musicians enjoyed the same status as priests in Sparta.

Soldiers must perform sacrifices for divination before going out to battle, and when marching, musicians will blow the Avros pipe to motivate and assist the army in fighting.

Thus, like the priesthood of many temples, the musicians were hereditary in certain ancient families of Sparta.Alan's father came from such a family of musicians. He learned various musical instruments since he was a child, and was responsible for playing music during sacrifices and battles—until he was with Alan's mother.

He was deprived of the red cloak by his family, expelled from the house, and was strictly forbidden to touch any musical instrument during his lifetime.

"The doctors have treated most of the injuries," Alan's father cheered up. "Although it looks serious, as long as he survives tonight and recuperates for a few days, it will gradually get better. Only the injury on his wrist is not so bad. Although treatment has been done, it is not sure whether it can be restored to the previous state. The doctor said that his wrist bone should be broken somewhere."

Walking into the house, more painful groans echoed in the closed room.

Doctors shuttled around the house to provide medical treatment for the wounded. Oss led the way for Alan's father, who was somewhat cautious, and went outside the master bedroom and pushed open the door: "He's inside."

Oss doesn't come back here often, and the facilities in the master bedroom are also very simple.There was only one bed, and a woman was sitting on the edge of the bed and weeping silently. From the facial features, it can be inferred that this should be Alan's mother.

Alan's father walked into the room and put his hand on his lover's shoulder: "His Royal Highness is here too."

Alan's mother stood up belatedly: "Your Highness Hyacinthus."

Hyacinthus looked at Alan, who was lying quietly on the bed, his gaze passed over his pale face due to excessive blood loss, as well as the vertical and horizontal wounds on his chest, abdomen, and limbs, and finally landed on his right wrist, which was bound with a splint.

Oss's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of anger: "I received news that when I saw Alan, the people from the Senate were about to send him to the temple. The name is 'let the gods heal the pain', that The accompanying priests wanted to put a poisonous snake on Alan."

Even in the Temple of Asclepius in Argos, the most prestigious gathering place for healers in the entire Peloponnese, such healers and priests often appear.

They let the patients who came to seek medical treatment enter the sanctuary to sleep, hoping that Asclepius, the god of medicine, could sleep in his dream and heal the patients.

On the stone tablet behind the temple, there are also inscriptions similar to "The poisonous snake healed my toe pain with a snake letter" and "The god wrapped a bandage on my head. After I woke up, I found that the brand on the top of my head was transferred to the bandage." up" absurd story.

For so many years, Oss has been very good at restraining and hiding his emotions. The anger in his tone was fleeting, and he quickly returned to his usual calm and steady tone: "Trust me, Yashin. On the battlefield Over the years, we know better than anyone what ways are life-saving and which ways are fatal. Instead of praying to Apollo or his son Asclepius when you are injured, it is better to goug out the festering wound with a burnt knife .”

"Hmm..." Hyacinthos never left Alan's wrist.

Speaking of Apollo, he was actually thinking that before Apollo left, he seemed to have written one or two prescriptions in order to get praise.

One of them seems to be a modification of the prescription of the Temple of Apollo. What did Apollo say at the time? "It can treat fractures through external application and specific manipulations..."

Seeing that Jacintos was absent-minded, Aos thought that his younger brother was dismissive of sharing his experience: "I have never interfered in any of your affairs," he emphasized, "but you must listen to my words, If someone, in the name of Apollo, asks you—”

"Oh, I understand. I was thinking about other things." Yacintos carefully chose his words to let his brother accept, "That's right, you may not know, some time ago I raised a golden retriever..."