MTL - Inside and Outside World-Chapter 36 : Fusion succeeded

"Is it the goddess Iris who plated the iridescence of the sky on it?" A veteran touched the orange leather jacket inside the golden tray with slightly trembling hands.

Another elder was staring at the blue long johns inside the silver tray.

"What a wonderful color! As blue as the sky, as beautiful as a jewel...Ah... so soft? Like the tender skin of a young girl, is it the down of a lamb?"

The veteran's fingers touched the inside of this pair of "plush pants", on the white wool layer.

Wool, naturally soft.

This 60-year-old, already very old veteran is one of the disciples of the famous Greek lyric poet Simonides. He rubbed the long johns with his thin palms with an intoxicated expression: "The muse Aoyi It must have inspired me, and I'm going to write a poem about this... is it called long johns?"

"Ah! The blue sky, the snow-white cloud velvet, I cut off a piece, cut it into long johns, and wore it on my body, warming my heart."

The characteristics of ancient Greek poetry are short, close to life, and straight from the heart. Some of the vernacular are completely like modern poetry, such as Simonides' famous "The Passage of Thermopylae". The elder's poem was very good in the eyes of other elders. Immediately, there was warm applause in this meeting hall.

Pericles, the consul, looked quite old, with thick curly hair and beard, wearing a pure white Himashin robe.

This was BC, and it was not easy to dye. The Greeks most often wore white, followed by brown and cyan. The color of the leather jacket and long johns was enough to attract anyone's attention in this era. He reached out and touched the leather jacket, then touched the long johns.

"Its material is completely different from our leather armor and clothes! Huh?"

The chief general of Athens, the consul of the Senate, stared at the nameplate of the leather jacket. The metal-decorated sign, with unfamiliar letters and embossments on it, is simply exquisite beyond imagination! You must know that no matter the Greeks or the Persians, the decoration on the leather armor is at most decorated with iron plates and raised copper nails.

"hiss…"

Pericles took a breath.

As one of the most outstanding politicians in ancient Greece, he can fully see what level of technical level it contains from this piece of leather armor. The long johns seem to be woven from the perfect fusion of wool and linen, which is soft and warm beyond imagination.

"What country did the three envoys come from? Also, why are they in the Kirta camp?"

Little Davos was quickly brought up by the guards. Seeing so many elders and the chief general and consul, the young man was very cautious and stammered.

"Three of them, from an eastern country, Huaxia? What a strange name..."

"The ship was damaged by wind and waves on the ocean? I came to Greece to promote Chinese culture? Spread civilization? Greece is the center of civilization, and Athens is the center of the center! What, that messenger is very arrogant, calling us Greeks barbarians? Uncivilized ?”

At this moment, the entire Senate immediately exploded.

The crowd is passionate.

Most of these elders are old men over 50 years old, and many of them are angry and bloody, and their faces turn red. Civilization has always been the source of pride. Countries can be destroyed, people can die, and civilization means inheritance! To be called a "barbarian" is a shame, a complete shame!

"Alex, Okoro, Asistes, and Gaideus were killed. They wanted to **** the opponent's leather armor and weapons? Damn it, shame us Greeks in front of the messenger... Those four people , aren’t you a citizen of Athens?” asked one of the elders.

"No, the squadron leader Alex is from Farsala, and the other three are from Thessaly, Lucaria, and Kersonis."

At this time, Pericles had already taken off the Himasin on his body. People in this era do not wear underwear. Greece regards **** as beautiful and does not mind being naked in front of other people. After the consul took off his clothes, An old, hairy body was revealed.

He put on long johns to cover the hair on his legs, and then put on a leather jacket.

Men in the Middle Ages in ancient Europe liked to wear leggings, long johns and leggings were similar, fully showing the outline of the legs, plus a bright orange leather jacket with a golden nameplate, this one was placed in more than 400 BC, it is simply The "tide" is beyond imagination.

Pericles raised his hand and turned around a few times. One of the elders, his eyes were shining, or his face was full of envy. What kind of spring and autumn leather armor, Warring States long trousers, I am afraid that they will not have their share.

"From this set of clothes and armor, we can see that the so-called China is definitely a place with a highly developed civilization. But we, Greece, will never lose to any country in terms of civilization! Even Persia seems to us to be a bunch of savages !"

The chief general reached out and took the golden scepter of the consul.

Red leather jacket, blue long johns, and golden scepter, little Davos was shocked when he saw this scene, his legs softened and he actually knelt down.

"Did I see Zeus?" the young soldier murmured.

"Hahaha…"

Pericles couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

"Seniors, I propose to issue a civic notice today, and let the citizens of Athens get ready tomorrow, and receive these envoys from China the morning after tomorrow. Since it is a country that can manufacture such exquisite leather armor and exquisite long johns, it should be the same A civilized country."

"But no country is qualified to call us Greeks barbarians!"

"The day after tomorrow, let these envoys see the civilization of Greece, the most democratic and prosperous city-state of Athens! Let them know that our Athens is the most noble place in this world! Subdue those foreigners and let them kneel Temple of Zeus, repent for the words spoken!"

"Roar!"

Each of these elders has anger and eagerness on their faces. Now, Greece has defeated Persia and is in its most glorious era. The production of Athens is completely carried out by slaves. Citizens spend most of their time on art, philosophy, poetry and fitness. It is also a pleasure for the whole city to have a few foreigners who claim to spread civilization.

When little Davos left the city of Athens and returned to the Kirta camp, and brought the news that the Athenian consul allowed the three to enter the Acropolis the next morning, Wang Dongwei was sewing with a bone needle.

Beside him, is the white and cyan linen scavenged from this camp.

"The day after tomorrow? Good."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "If tomorrow is too late~www.novelbuddy.com~thanks to the day after tomorrow."

"I say."

Zhu Xiaoyong said helplessly in Chinese from the side: "The clothes we are wearing now, Yan Luo's jeans, black and white striped shirts, aren't they very handsome? The clothes you and I have never seen before in this era, what are you doing?" Why do you still need to spend that effort, what kind of Hanfu? Now the Han Dynasty has not appeared."

"You don't understand, Hanfu is not the clothes of the Han Dynasty, but the clothes of the Han people."

"The beauty of clothing is called Hua, and the beauty of etiquette is called Xia."

Wang Dongwei put down the bone needle in his hand, with a solemn expression on his face: "Now we set our identity as envoys, and even named Huaxia, which represents not only ourselves, but also our civilization! Even if it is just In the world, even if our purpose is to participate in the Olympic Games, as a Han Chinese, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, we cannot insult the name Huaxia."

"Could it be that the jeans, suit pants, shorts, and shirts we wear represent our identities? Can they represent our nation?"

"Wear the clothes of my Han family and rejuvenate my state of etiquette."

Yan Luo listened quietly. He is sitting on his knees with both legs. This is the "ritual" that Wang Dongwei explained last night. Kneeling is also called "right sitting". His consciousness is immersed in the Wuxin puppet.

From yesterday to now, the 100 points of emotion are finally full.

20 points of greed, 20 points of shock, 60 points of fear.

"Fusion!"

The three rays of light in the consciousness converged together, and gradually a mask appeared in the light. This time, there was no sound of shattering, and the fusion of the three emotions was actually successful! A white, yellow and black three-color mask is fully formed.