Chapter 30 Chapter 29 Farewell to Nasar

Across the land of Assyria, heading east, you can reach Nineveh on the banks of the Tigris River.This may be the largest city Ivy has seen so far in ancient West Asia. It is in a square shape. Earlier, Sinner proudly introduced that it would take about three days to go from one side to the other if walking.At first, Ivy thought this kind of nonsense was bragging, but when she saw Nineveh's endless stretches of buildings, she believed more than half of it. Seeing her shocked look, Da Wuyun couldn't help but began to strike while the iron was hot and gesticulated and added: "Nineveh is the connection of the four major mounds, and Kuyangji, the location of Nineveh, is only one of the main cities. Connecting the four major mounds of Gala, Nineveh, Kasaba, and Karanris together is the accurate definition of Nineveh, which is huge."

Ai Wei is really amazed in her heart, the concept of "metropolitan area" has existed so many years ago, and it will be worth it if trams are built again.While admiring the symbolic lion of Nineveh, she looked at the surrounding architectural styles that were slightly different from those in Egypt.Feeling a bit like a tourist, she followed Sinna all the way until she came to a large square mansion.Ivy tilted her head curiously, looked at Sinna, "The General's Mansion?" Sinner shook his head as it should, "This is Nineveh, and my residence is in Assyria." He ordered the guards to go in and report, while continuing to explain to Ivy, "This is the residence of His Highness in Nineveh .”

Ivy nodded casually, but she was always nervous when she saw how Nasar talked about the key of the secret treasure in the future. After hearing the report from Sinna's subordinates, someone from the mansion rushed out immediately, and the waiter in a white gown with a silver hair accessory saluted Sinna respectfully, and then gave way to the passage.Sinner smiled thunderously, and walked in without saying a word, with his chest outstretched, and his pace speeded up a little complacently, and Ivy trotted to follow.After stepping on the path paved with fine stones and entering the gate wall made of golden mud bricks, the eyes suddenly open up, white steps, exquisite pools, scattered buildings and gardens interspersed on the upper floors of each building.

That's a very different picture from Egypt.Also in Mesopotamia, the architectural style of Assyria was more influenced by Babylon, and Babylon’s later world-famous Hanging Gardens have also been verified to have originated from ancient Assyria.It seemed that the sound of water could still be heard in his ears, and Nasar also put a few birds in the yard leisurely.After leaving the feathers, the birds don't fly high, they just flutter around the water's edge, and the rippling water waves are faintly golden in the sun.Ivy couldn't help being a little distracted, but was suddenly hit on the head by someone.She covered her forehead and raised her head in surprise, but she looked into a pair of condensed black eyes that clearly loved to shake.

"Nefel Tali, ah, it's really you. What are you doing here?" Nasar was wearing a sky blue robe, with a scarlet red and golden scarf tied around his left shoulder to his waist. Wearing golden hair accessories, she held a brown feather fan in her hand.Typical Assyrian nobleman's attire.Ivy gave his slender fingers a hard look.But even though she had clearly expressed her dissatisfaction through her eyes, Nasar simply didn't take it seriously. Seeing her looking back with resentment, he moved his slightly raised eyes aside again, and took Take out the fan, slap it, and then say sarcastically, "You won't be in any trouble again, right? You are really in trouble."

He thought Ivy would jump back and forth to refute him as usual.But she didn't, she just opened her mouth to say something, then shrank back with a sigh.Nasar looked at Sinna who was standing on the sidelines watching the play, and the big dark cloud shrugged, indicating that she had been like this all along the way, with a lot of preoccupations. Nasar then took Ivy's hand, shook it, and asked as if coaxing a child: "What's the matter, little girl, please tell me." Ivy raised her head, and Nasar's concern was reflected in her blue eyes, "That day in the palace of Thebes, you said that if I got the key of water and fire, someone would come to meet me. "

Nasar was taken aback for a moment, then frowned.Before Ivy could continue, he had already pushed her and turned around, and said in his brisk and suspicious tone, "You have already come to Assyria, so there is no need for a pick-up person. I will take you around Go around, and then talk about the secret treasure key." Ivy was taken aback for a moment, thinking about how to reply to Nasar's words, when a guard's respectful voice came from outside the door.Nasar didn't even raise his eyes, "You go out first." The guard hesitated for a moment, but he continued: "But Your Highness... Hittite sent envoys, Your Majesty wants you to return to Assyria within three days."

Hittite. Hearing these two words, Ivy and Nasar frowned together, but they both adjusted their expressions before the other party found out.Nasar scratched his hair and nodded to Ivy, "It seems that I have to go back to Assyria." He paused, and then said, "You can stay with me, I will take about a month Come back. I will send someone to take care of your daily needs, and if you need anything, I can ask the mayor of Nineveh to help you." Ivy only thought for a second before replying, "I'll go to Assyria with you." Nasar raised his eyebrows slightly, as if Ivy's answer was expected, so he told the guards who were still trembling at the door: "You return to the father, and I will definitely return within three days."

During the Nineteenth Dynasty of the New Kingdom of Ancient Egypt, the fifth monarch of Central Assyria, Adadnilari I, had five sons and three daughters.There are only two princes who are more important to the king. One of them is Enlil Kuduri Dan, who is thirty-three years old this year and is the son of the first wife of Adad Neilari I, ranking second, and twenty-four Salma Nasar, 19, was fourth, the child of a deceased concubine of the king.Because Dan's elder brother was a concubine, and because Dan knew how to do things right and wrong, he had a lot of contacts in the court, and many people in Assyria believed that Dan would be the first heir and the future ruler of Assyria.Of course, the opposite is to insist on establishing the first prince as the heir.There are also a small number of people who support Salma Nasser, but he has little interest in the throne. It seems that no matter who is going to succeed him, he is not interested at all.

But even so, King Adadni Larry I still trusted him and often entrusted him with some important tasks.For example, when the Hittite envoy visited this time, he was specially called back from Nineveh. The relationship between Egypt, Hittite and Assyria is very delicate. Throughout West Asia, Egypt and the Hittites were the most powerful.The other surrounding countries are more or less attached to a certain force, such as Nubia to Egypt, or Syria to Hittite.But Assyria was different.It is geographically distant from both Egypt and Hittites, making it impossible for both countries to easily touch Assyria.Coupled with the hegemony between Hittite and Egypt in recent years, no one cared about its development, all of which gave it the opportunity to develop rapidly in the past hundred years.

Improve the criminal law, expand the city, stabilize the political system, and most importantly, develop the military.Before Egypt and Hittites reacted, Assyria already had an army strong enough to protect itself.However, it still does not have the ability to expand westward and compete with the two great empires.And at this moment, Hittite and Egypt also noticed this slowly emerging threat. Hittite and Egypt will definitely not let Assyria develop, which will turn into a complicated situation of three kingdoms, and they will not be able to send troops to attack it so that the other side will take advantage of it.Therefore, both of them used the means of friendship for the time being, sending envoys from time to time to maintain diplomatic relations and to inquire about Assyria's movements. Dealing with the envoys sent by these two countries is an extremely important task.There can be neither snubbing nor showing any particular kneeling towards one party.Nasar was drawn to do this every time, so he had accumulated a lot of experience, and gradually became the person who was most familiar with the whole trend of West Asia, Hittite and Egypt. All of this is because Ivy was in the carriage to Assyria, listening to Sinna who was riding a horse outside the carriage chatting like a treasure.By the time he finished speaking, the group had arrived at the gate of Assyria.Nasar jumped out of another carriage, walked over to Ivy and said: "I have to do some business, it is not convenient for you to follow, let Sinna settle you down first. You want to talk to me, wait I’ll talk slowly when I’m free.” This time the Hittite envoy came to make the city feel like an enemy, and Nasar and Sinna were so busy that they couldn't even see a shadow.Ivy moved into the General's Mansion according to Sinner's arrangement, and then I didn't see them for a long time. Ivy was bored, so she decided to go out for a walk by herself, and collect information about the key to the downwind. After telling the guards where she was going, Ivy changed into the costume of an ordinary Assyrian boy, and wrapped her hair tightly with a turban.With her petite stature, she was no different from a teenager in her early teens, which saved her a lot of trouble.In this way, she plunged into the city of Assyria.Different from Nineveh, the city of Assyria has the feeling of a political center, and the air always feels a little more solemn and solemn, and a little less entertaining and relaxed.Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and all classes can be seen at a glance by wearing them.The blue, red and gold-based colors bring a bit of gorgeousness to the solemn city.It's just that the bloody Assyrian soldiers passing by sometimes still make Ivy feel very uncomfortable. After walking around for a long time, I didn't meet any special people or things. Ivy was feeling bored and wanted to go back, but when she heard that the east of the city seemed to be lively, she found out that it was a daily market after inquiring.The Assyrian royal family all preferred gems, and the Assyrian gem market was particularly developed.For Ivy, this is the best way for her to find the key to the secret treasure.Thinking of this, Ivy followed the voice of the people and walked over.The closer you get to the market, the more people there are, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining can be heard endlessly.She couldn't help quickening her pace. Ivy went all the way east, because she saw a businessman at the other end of the market who seemed to be packing his bags and preparing to leave, and his booth was filled with inconspicuous but quite rare rough jewelry.Following Komitor, I have accumulated a lot of knowledge about gemstones. Although I can’t directly judge the origin, grading, and quality of gemstones like Nasar or Komitor, I can roughly judge the styles of different gemstone merchants. .This businessman, obviously knows a lot about gems.She didn't want to miss this clue. At the same time, another young man in the market was heading west. He was dressed in black, with a black turban covering his hair and covering half of his face, making it impossible to tell his identity. The streets full of Assyrians, the crowded and narrow bazaar, the two were flocked in different directions by the slow-moving crowd.Suddenly, they didn't know who was pushing and shoving, they each staggered a bit, and the moment they raised their heads to straighten their clothes, a touch of familiar blue crossed each other's sight. Ivy was startled, and then stopped. The Assyrian citizens continued to rush in different directions, but her body seemed to be held by some strange attachment, and she couldn't move no matter what. The owner of those eyes turned his head and looked at her. Through the colorful and messy colors, the two eyes met without hesitation.Then, slowly, he came in front of her, tearing off the black turban with his slender and bony fingers.The sun shone on his black hair, and there was a faint light in his icy blue eyes, which made his fair skin more conspicuous. There was still a playful and cynical look on his handsome face that had never disappeared. In another history, those who cared for her, those who were betrayed by her, and those who wanted to put her to death. In the future time and space, those who protect her, those who dote on her, and relatives whose blood is thicker than water. He looked at her, and his elegant voice broke through the long silence, "I said, we will meet again." Ivy was stunned for a long time, until she was knocked back by the people around her again, and then she was slightly embarrassed to be supported by the owner with ice blue eyes with a smile.She hurriedly sorted out her emotions, adjusted her expression to a look of indifference, and then pretended to be calm and threw out a sentence: "I don't understand what you said." He was not annoyed at all, but continued: "Why did you forget me so quickly!" His voice was soft, as if it would scare her away if it was too heavy, "I met you at the Thebes market last time. When you were here, you just ran over like that, insisting that I was your elder brother, and you still hugged me and cried like a tearful man." The bottom of my heart tightened, Ivy could no longer pretend to be calm, the words I wanted to ask came to my lips, but I didn't know how to open them, so I just let him pat her with a surprised, confused, and puzzled face dotingly. . "I said, we will definitely meet again, but I didn't expect that it would be in Assyria." The people of Assyria continued to surge forward, and the merchants on the corner of the street had gone nowhere. Ivy stared at him hard, not daring to leave her eyes for a moment, rumbling in her mind. Where did Yali's memory come from? His brain was spinning rapidly, but his thoughts were interrupted by a slightly sarcastic neutral voice, "Your attitude of attracting bees and attracting butterflies really hasn't changed for a hundred years." Ivy turned her head and saw Nasar standing behind them with two dark circles on her face and a look of resentment. The owner of the icy blue eyes continued to smile, and planned to surround his hair and face with a black turban.Nasar said to him coldly: "Don't waste your time, I've already seen you. It's okay for you to deceive others with a disguise like this. What's the use of lying to me?" He paused and stopped his movements, "Nasar, I'm just here for a stroll this time, and I don't want to interfere in the political affairs of the two countries. If you have something important, talk to Rabarna." "If you have any opinion on me, you can talk about it directly. It's really meaningless to send that Rabarna to torture me!" Nasar frowned, and the dark circles around his eyes made the two eyes look deeper, as if they were sunken into the sockets. "It's just a routine visit. A small matter has to be confirmed three times, and various documents and regulations are required. If I have any objections, he will yell that he dare not make decisions. Assyria is not sincere or something. I have already enough!" "I'm very happy to see you in such a mess." The other party seemed to be in a good mood. "Damn it, Yali! If you do this again, I'll tie you up and send you to Egypt." Nasar almost gritted his teeth, "Don't think we're on good terms, so I won't dare to kill you." Yali is still smiling, Ivy's face full of confusion is reflected in the ice blue eyes.As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled Ivy over, and forced her to his side, as if she was someone he had brought, "Na Sal, what do you need from me? I'm very busy." Nasar glanced at Ivy and rolled his eyes, "Busy picking up girls?" "If you're okay, I'll go first." Yali hugged Ivy and made a gesture to turn around, Nasar stretched out his hand to hold Ivy, "This is not okay, the little girl may not have any bones left after walking with you for two days." Pulling Ivy to his side, "Besides, if something goes wrong with her in Assyria, things will be complicated. But, coincidentally, she happens to live with me these days. If it's convenient for you, come here obediently King City of Assyria, if you let me continue to face your Rabarna, I really can’t guarantee what will happen.” "I didn't say not to go to Wangcheng." Yali said with a smile as always.Nasar glared at him viciously, and he continued to say calmly, "This time there are two names on the list of envoys." "Rabarna and Tali." Nasar rolled his eyes again, "You don't want to add your own name, do you? Let me tell you, even you, the number of envoys entering the city can't just be increased. Increased." "Tally is me." The friendship between Yali and Nasar has nothing to do with politics, at least the acquaintance of the two happened without knowing each other's identities at all.Nasar is a person who likes to travel around and collect gems. Every time he gets a little bit of news about a special rough gem, he will put down what he is doing and find an excuse to drag Sinner and rush over.In the past ten years, I have also traveled to several major cities in West Asia.The encounter with Yali was at a relatively important bazaar in Hittite. That time, Nasar encountered a very precious rough stone. He prepared a lot of money and showed great sincerity, but unfortunately, the merchant was a Babylonian with a strong nationalist sentiment. Babylonians.Babylonian merchants have always looked down upon Assyrian merchants, thinking that their rise is mostly supported by the powerful military machinery of the country behind them.Every time the army went out to plunder, the merchants picked up the cheap and sold the spoils at a low price.Therefore, Nasar broke his lip and offered a sky-high price, but in the end the Babylonian just didn't want to sell it. Later, Yali, who had been standing by and waiting, couldn't see it anymore, and pulled the Babylonian aside without saying a few words, and asked him to sell the rough stone obediently at a low price.Then Yali raised his hand and gave the gem to Nasar.At first, Nasar gritted his teeth against his pretended generosity, thinking of turning around and stabbing him in a place where no one was around.It was Sinner who comforted him and said, "If there is no help from others, you won't be able to get this rough stone." Then Yali said something that made Nasar completely collapsed: "If you like, I can give you as many gems as you want. This is the privilege that a beautiful lady should enjoy." When tightening the scimitar on the side of his waist, Yali turned his head and smiled unshakably, "But I really want to hear, as an Assyrian businessman, what do you think of the Hittite bazaar?" It was only later that I learned that Yali would appear in that market. Apart from his interest in business, he actually wanted to know the views of various countries on Hittite's current business system.He asked someone to buy good wine unique to Hittite, and invited Nasar and Sinna to sit in the best restaurant in Hattusha and chat for most of the day.They chatted from the market to supplies, to the military, and then to politics.Both of them feel that they hate seeing each other very late, and they have similar tastes. In the end, both of them were slightly drunk, and Jali said, "If you are not an Assyrian, you might as well come to Hittite to do something." Nasar also said: "I don't think you look like a pure Hittite, but come to Assyria to do things for me." After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, and each was silent for a while, then raised their glasses and drank in one gulp. The identities of each other have never been revealed, and names have never been exchanged, but they seem to have some premonitions about each other's identities after a long conversation.Therefore, when Nasar visited Hittite later, he was not surprised at all when he saw Yali in black robe and purple lining again next to the throne.The relationship between the two became bad friends when there were no political disputes. In the past five years, the two have not broken contact.Every time the Hittites were taken advantage of by Egypt, Nasar would send a letter to laugh at Yali. On the contrary, if there were any changes in the Assyrian court, Yali would send a message, "It's better to come to the Hittites. Let me work, see if you can't play in Assyria." It's just that the two of them have a tacit understanding and never let their personal friendship affect the judgment and decision-making of both parties on political affairs.But Nasar knew that this time was unusual. Yali had never been to Assyria in person. Although he appeared with a false identity this time, it still showed that he had to deal with important matters in person. While Nasar was pulling the bewildered Ivy and leading the leisurely Yali to the palace, he couldn't stop worrying in his heart.I thought that Egypt and Hittite were in trouble these days, and Assyria could sit back and relax for a while, but I don't know what plan Yali has in mind.Although Assyria is now much stronger than it was decades ago, it is still a budding bud in front of Hittite and Egypt.No matter which country threatens it, or deliberately wins it over, it will fall into the dilemma of being an enemy of another country. So, when he arrived in the city of Assyria, Nasar ignored Ivy's protest, and hurriedly ordered the waiter to take her back to the resting place, then turned around and forced Yali to a corner, and asked straight to the point: "What are you doing?" Next time, what's the matter?" The young ruler blinked, his handsome face still had that cynical expression.Nasar has good political sensitivity and good opinions, but he is still a lot tender.His anxious questioning just showed the uneasiness in his heart.So Yali replied with a lot of effort: "As I said, I have nothing to do with political affairs." Nasar was speechless for a moment, as if the word "unbelief" was clearly written in the eyes of two black and bright stones. Yali smiled lightly, "I still have something to do, you can go to Rabarna for political matters." After finishing speaking, before Nasar could reply, he took a step towards the direction Ivy left.Nasar wanted to follow angrily, but was entangled by the waiter who came to report in a hurry, insisting that Lord Rabarna said that he wanted to see something.Just as he was about to get rid of the waiter, Rabarna's trembling Hittite accent of Assyrian language sounded in his ears, "Your Highness—this matter is very important, about the customs duties on the Hittite export of Hatusa antelope horns to Assyria. Question..." Nasar hadn't organized the language to be perfunctory, and Rabalna seemed to have set the program in advance, and continued to speak in the official language. When he looked up, Yali had long since disappeared. Ivy followed the waiter to the depths of the palace with a heavy heart, and suddenly there were some hurried footsteps behind her.She turned her head, just in time to meet Yali's faint smiling face.The moonlight smeared the gap between the two of them, and his elegant voice like a baritone crossed her ears, "Don't hurry, I have something to ask you."