Augustus Road

"He has superhuman courage, dares to take risks and make troubles, and can maintain calm and correct judgment even in critical situations." - Livy commented on the famous Carthage general Hannibal

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The terrible thing is that this apartment has no windows at all, which is common in Rome, because they are afraid that the tenants will escape by climbing through the windows at night and lose the rent.

Calabis made a prompt decision and rushed out first. He saw that the entire ground floor was full of people holding torches, and some people were walking up the stairs. He held down the staircase railing and jumped from the second floor to the ground floor in a blur. He knocked over a few people at the door with his head, causing a chaos, and then ran out as fast as he could. "No matter who these people are, Langis is dead after all, and Catiline can't catch me anymore!" Then like a dolphin, he jumped into the dark Tiber River.

Calabis, who had trained his swimming skills with Tyranion, easily waded to a secluded river beach on the other side and shook off those guys. He took off his wet cloak and sandals and stuffed them in one place. In the bushes, I slowly walked back to my apartment on Jukola Street wearing a short shirt and bare feet. Because the weather was hot, my clothes and hair were already dry by the time I got home.

After opening the door, he gently hung Langisi's bronze key behind his own shrine. Bodi and Paluma seemed to have been asleep for a long time. When he walked to the terrace to take a nap, he began to feel relaxed, because Langjishi died, and he felt a sense of happiness that no one knew the secret anymore. He also vaguely regretted why he got involved in this muddy water, but things were unpredictable: he was short of money and could not complete the project of Warin Apartment. , he had no choice but to kill the African knight Galba for money. However, he messed up the matter because of seeing Valentina. However, he also received a gift of 100,000 sesterces from Galba and completed the Valin project. He made a lot of money, but now he offended Catiline. Even if Langjishi died inexplicably, the relationship was still settled.

On the terrace, under the moonlight, Calabis flicked his wet short hair with his hand, and suddenly thought in his mind: "We might as well kill Catiline too!"

Catiline and Cicero are now incompatible with each other, and there are rumors that he is forming a party and conspiring to rebel. Cicero has also been advocating severe punishment of Catiline, but he has no direct evidence.

Maybe I can give Cicero a nice gift...

In the early morning of the next day, the bridge over the Tiber River was filled with wet mist, and dull thunder could be heard in the distance. The weather in the past few days predicted that there would be a big thunderstorm, and the city of Rome The same is true for the political atmosphere. Just as Calabis predicted in advance, the so-called "Land and Immigration Bill" proposed by Catiline's party member, the tribune Julus, met with unanimous opposition from the Senate to the poor and failed.

Catiline, surrounded by creditors demanding debts, became more and more manic and radical. Even in his speeches, he no longer cared about political credibility, but instead boasted that he was burdened with hundreds of towers. Lunt's debt, and shouted to the veterans and poor people: "Now we are all the same, heavily in debt, and our children will be sold into slavery. Let us fight our last and risk our lives!" Fanatic people surrounded him. Around here, the demonstrations have become increasingly violent, with robberies, beatings and killings in the streets common.

"As long as I am elected as the next consul, I promise to immediately promulgate a new bill to abolish all debts of the nobility and common people." This was Catiline's new campaign proposition, and it indeed attracted many, many people, including many senators. Their extravagant life has caused them to rack up a lot of debt, and they naturally hope to write off all their unpleasantness through some kind of violent political "reform." As for the veterans, poor people and slaves who followed Catiline, they were furious with the increasingly difficult work and life. They believed that all mistakes were corrupting the corrupt Roman politics, that wealth was a sin, and that it was time to reshuffle the cards. It includes: declaration of public enemy, lynching, confiscation of property, etc.

And Cicero's speech continued to echo in the Senate, and there was only one core: Catiline was becoming more and more dangerous. He was trying to subvert the country of the aristocratic republic. He was mixed with the most radical and violent people, and he must Execute him, or drive him out.

Compared with the tranquility and tranquility of the first half of the year, the city of Rome is now in a state of conflict, chaos, and rumors. It is like a giant rapidly rotating pottery wheel. It is even worse than the consul election half a year ago.

"It's not safe in the city. Apilon, which is fifteen kilometers away, is quieter here. Pope and Milu still have some unfinished projects. They will come to the villa often and keep in touch with them at any time. After I sort out the accounts, I quit my job at the Temple of Vesta and will come to see you in three days." Calabis put the bits on the horses and mules pulling the cart at the bridge. After giving the coachman a few words, he said to Poti, who was sitting in the cart with a big belly. , and Paluma holding the pigeon cage said.

"Don't worry, Karabis, I'll pay attention." replied Fan Lundina beside the car. She had just cut her light yellow hair short and looked like a dashing boy. In this situation, she and Paluma could no longer continue their studies. Most of their classmates had taken to the streets. It was said that there was also a noble child who was raped by his father at home because he stubbornly wanted to follow Catiline's political views. He was beaten to death with sticks in the back garden.

"I would rather you die." This was the only thing his father said looking at the body of flesh and blood in the pool of blood.

Calabis smiled and patted Valentinna on the head, then looked at Paluma who was leaning on the car. The little guy stared at his adoptive father and said: "I will protect Poti. If you really block If I can’t stop the bad guys, I will kill her and then myself.”

Listening to his adopted son's poor Latin, Calabis didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Bodie smiled and gave him a small wooden statue. He stretched out his palms and saw a fat doll holding Pan's hooves. It looked so naive. "Leo and I will be fine. This guy has been kicking me in the stomach all day long. He must be a born legionnaire. Keep it, and the family gods will protect us."

After watching the mule cart disappear into the mist on the bridge, Karabis went all the way back to the apartment on Jukora Street, where he saw a blond young slave with a nameplate on his body.

"My master Crassus will entertain you at his mansion in the evening. Please be sure to honor me."

Hearing this news, Calabis was very puzzled. What kind of medicine was sold in the gourd by Crassus, who was very arrogant before?

But he still decided to take a look at the situation. Everything in Rome now was related to Catiline and Cicero.

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