Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Six

None of the miners knew the thief, and he had no friendship with anyone. Stealing turquoise is a crime punishable by death, but no miner has been guilty of it for a long time.The members of the expedition did not lament the death of the murderer, and the law of the desert has done justice.Due to the seriousness of the crime, the coachman was hastily buried. "Who hired this man?" Ramesses asked Moses. Moses checked the list. "it's me." "what are you?" "The director of the apse recommended to me several workers who are capable of working here, and I am only responsible for signing the employment letter."

Ramses breathed a sigh of relief. "This thief is the coachman who killed me." Moses turned pale. "You never questioned..." "It didn't last a second. It turns out that you also fell into the trap." "Where's the director of the apse? He's a coward, even trivial things make him uneasy." "He is easily manipulated. I am anxious to go back to Egypt and find out who is behind this enforcer." "Didn't you give up the path to power?" "It doesn't matter, what I want is the truth." "Even if it will disappoint you?"

"Do you have conclusive information?" "No, I assure you no...but who would dare attack Pharaoh's youngest son?" "Maybe there will be more and more people than you can imagine." "If it's a conspiracy, then its leader cannot be apprehended." "Moses, are you giving up?" "This crazy thing has nothing to do with us, since you don't inherit Seti, who else wants to destroy you?" Ramesses did not confide to his friend the contents of his conversations with his father. Did they constitute a secret that he should have kept?Although there are many meanings in it that he doesn't understand!

"Will you help me, Moses, if I need you?" "Why do you ask such a question?" Despite this sudden event, Seti did not alter the itinerary of the expedition.When he felt that the amount of turquoise collected from the mountain was sufficient, he issued an order to return to Egypt. The head of the royal security guard went straight to the queen's reception room. Du Ya's herald did not delay for a moment, and asked him to respond to the queen's summons immediately. "Here I come, Your Majesty." "Your investigation..." "It has ended!"

"real!" "There's no way to know more." "Talking about the coachman . . . dead, did you hear?" "Oh, that poor thing..." "Where did the dead man get the strength to go to the turquoise mines and steal the ore there?" The chief security guard bent over and shrank his back. "This...how is this possible!" "You accuse me of being sloppy?" "His Majesty!" "You were bribed, or incompetent, or both." "His Majesty……" "How dare you perfunctory me." The dignitary knelt before the queen. "I was cheated, people lied to me, I promise you..."

"I hate low-key people, who do you think was betrayed?" The head of the security guard's intermittent explanations revealed his serious incompetence. Until now, the seriousness of this incompetence has been hidden under a mask of fake kindness.Because he was afraid of losing his position, he didn't dare to take a step beyond the threshold.Conscious of dealing with it appropriately, he begged the queen for mercy. "You should be the concierge of my eldest son's villa, at least you can do a good job of driving away a few uninvited guests." The official thanked her repeatedly with sweet words, but the queen had already left the drawing room.

The carriages of Ramses and Moses rushed into the administrative office area in the apse of the Mei House like a tornado, and the two friends took turns driving the carriages, competing with each other for skill and courage.They changed several horses, and the carriage galloped on the road leading to the apse. Such uproarious noise disturbed the tranquility of the institution and drew out the executives who were indulging in their afternoon naps. "Are you crazy? This place is not a barracks!" "It's a task assigned by the queen," Ramses said. The head of the apse rested his uncomfortable hands on his round belly. "Ah...but why does it have to be so loud?"

"We have an urgent mission." "Here, in the area I'm in charge of?" "It's here, and the object of this urgent mission is you." Moses nodded in agreement.The director of the apse took two steps back. "You may be mistaken." "You want me to hire a fugitive to go to the turquoise mines!" said Moses. "Me? You're talking nonsense!" "Who recommended him to you?" "I don't know who you're talking about?" "Let's take a look at your profile," Ramses demanded. "Do you have written orders?"

"Is the queen's official seal enough?" The high-ranking official stopped fighting.But the profile of the turquoise thief is disappointing. This person is not listed as a coachman, but an experienced miner who has participated in several expeditions and taught jewelers to cut turquoise at the Plum House.Moreover, since Moses was appointed, the supervisor had thought of letting this expert be a member of the task force led by the Hebronites. Clearly, the official was duped.The deaths of the coachman and the coachman completely interrupted the search for the plotter. Ramses has been shooting arrows for more than two hours, and he has pierced one bullseye after another.He must divert his anger to the work he is concentrating on, concentrating instead of distracting.When his muscles ached, he began another long solitary run through the gardens and orchards of the apse.There were too many messy thoughts in his head, when the madness of the mind was running around like this, only the violent movement of the body could calm it down.

Prince tireless.His nurse had nursed him for more than three years, and she had never seen a baby as strong as he was.The prince never fell ill, endured severe cold and heat, slept soundly, and had a good appetite.Since he was ten years old, daily exercise has given him an athletic figure. When he walked through a tamarisk path, he seemed to hear a singing that was very different from the singing of birds.He stopped and stretched his ears. It was a joyful woman's singing.He stepped forward and looked at her quietly. Under the shade of willows, Nefertari played a song repeatedly on a fine silk qin imported from Asia.Her song, as sweet as fruit juice, complements the breeze that dances through the leaves.To the left of the woman, there is a clipboard covered with numbers and geometric images.

Her beauty is hardly real.For a moment, Ramesses asked himself if he was in a dream. "Come here please...are you afraid of music?" He brushed aside the foliage of the bushes behind him. "Why are you hiding?" "because……" He couldn't explain anything, and his embarrassment caused her to smile. "You're sweating all over, did you just finish running?" "I had hoped to find here the name of the man who tried to kill me." Nefertari put away her smile, her solemn expression attracted Ramses. "So you failed?" "Oh, yes." "Is all hope lost?" "I'm afraid so." "You won't give up." "how do you know?" "Because you never give up." Ramses leaned over to look at the writing board. "Are you studying math?" "I'm calculating volume." "Are you going to be a geometer?" "I like to study and not worry about tomorrow." "Have you ever thought about taking a break from your busy schedule?" "I prefer to be alone." "Isn't that a harsh choice?" Those green eyes became serious. "I didn't mean to offend you, sorry." On Nefertari's reserved lips, there was a forgiving smile. "Will you be staying in the apse for a while?" "No, I'm going back to Memphis tomorrow." "Go for the truth with an iron will, don't you?" "You blame me for doing this?" "Is it necessary to take such a risk?" "I want to know the truth, Nefertari, and always will, even if it costs me." In her eyes, he saw an encouragement. "If you come to Memphis, I'd love to have dinner with you." "I must stay in the apse for a few months in order to increase my knowledge, and then I will return to my hometown." "Is there a fiancé waiting for you there?" "You are reckless." Ramses felt stupid.The young woman was so quiet, so reserved, that he was taken aback. "Happiness to you, Nefertari."