Augustus Road

"Don't be like this, please. I am a very prestigious figure in the foreign neighborhood. Those Tianzhu people and Thracians all respect me. I can definitely help your career." Amatius Still begging, he shifted his target to Lepidus, "Hey, cavalry commander with black hair and beard like Seris silk, you are a foreign legend yourself, aren't you willing to support the rise of another legend? ”

Lepidus turned around, and then said to Matthias, who was helping him put on the toga, "Give that guy who wears earrings and nose rings and claims to be the grandson of Marius five hundred sesterces and tell him to get out of here. Go to the back of the queue and wait.”

Amatius's eyes shone when he took the purse, but he still followed the two men and shouted, "I don't lack this little money, it's just five hundred small silver coins. I can definitely raise a large sum of money." The money will be used to erect a large altar and monument in the neighborhood for the late Lord Julius Caesar. All I need is your approval."

But neither of the two cavalry commanders answered him, "There are so many swindlers nowadays, and all kinds of weird people are flocking to Rome." After that, Antony geared up like a gladiator and came to his side. In front of the podium, he said to Lebid. "It doesn't matter Marco, for us, as long as he has high energy, no matter he is a noble or a street gangster, he can be used by me." Lepidus and Anthony then came together, crossed arms and met, encouraging each other, "Immediately On the platform, I am the sword, and Marco, you are the shield. Are you used to it?”

"No problem at all, everything went according to the pre-planned plan!" Anthony was very confident, "Look. Those bastards are here, as if their hands and bodies have never been stained with other people's blood."

Sure enough, on the other side of the street, Brutus, Cassius, Casca, Spinzel, Aetius, Eurabella and others were all wearing red and white robes to mark their identities and came. When they reached the intersection of the spears, they also took off all their clothes one after another. After being inspected, they were put on one by one. When changing clothes, Luga arrogantly faced Lepidus and Anthony, pointed at the scars on his buttocks, and then made a provocative gesture.

"Sure enough, they are going to use wolf pack tactics in the big debate?" Anthony said.

"Because they are all timid in front of me, like a group of women. 'They' think that if they swarm up, they can press me on the bed and ride on me to do whatever they want!" Lepidus said, and Anthony laughed. Then Lepidus chewed a few mint leaves, cleared his throat, and said contemptuously. "Don't worry, I can definitely kill them, but in the middle. You have to keep an eye on Cassio and Aetius at all times. I predict that he will make extra moves. So don't miss it again this time. Marco." "Yes, I am always waiting for your signal." Then the two of them started talking. ascended the rostrum.

In front of the entire temple, a huge "e"-shaped site is surrounded by walls and gardens. In this way, only the representatives attending the meeting could enter, and the people could only watch from a distance. Then Brutus and his party walked to the opposite podium, and people stood around the place where they were speaking.

Throughout the entire process, there was not a single word exchanged between the two parties. On the steps of the temple, the third parties who came to watch were different from the people who had no right to enter. Most of them were Roman or local dignitaries, or foreign guests, and many rhetorical and philosophical figures. Scholars, because this debate itself will not produce any effective lex or bill according to the agreement, they naturally have the right to watch and even cheer (or boo) - the leader of this group of people is actually Cicero .

In fact, Cicero had his own reasons. He would not participate in this matter with the mentality of watching the fun. Although Caesar had had many disputes with him before, the two sides were far from a life-or-death situation. Moreover, with Cicero's speculation, Judging from his mentality, Caesar is still a "friend who has not broken his face and can be picked up at any time." I believe Caesar views himself in the same way. Cicero is very satisfied with his original position in the political arena. He is smooth, low-key, and does not offend each other. Like a fish diving into the deep sea, he lives a quiet and peaceful study life as a wealthy man. So before and after Caesar's death, Cicero did not receive any formal invitation to join the conspiracy. In other words, even if he had, he would not go. This seriously conflicts with his philosophy, "The assassin himself is subverting the republic." The order they built may be more terrifying than the results they destroyed.”

Before the great debate, many senators or servants of senators came to his house in an endless stream at the risk of violating martial law, asking Cicero to "use eloquence now to do something for the republic."

But Cicero’s answer was, “What you do not do, you do for the Republic.”

But when Caesar was assassinated, his good son-in-law Eurabella took his hand and raised it to express his stance. The old man felt that the world of bleak management had completely collapsed - he was "taken in line" again, He was involved in the brutal fighting in the Colosseum again. His enemies included not only Claudia, Fulivia, and Antony, but also the most terrifying Lepidus. His close friend Aetius was the mastermind. , his son-in-law Yourabella also got involved because of greed. All this is just too terrifying.

Therefore, Cicero's behavior today is to reaffirm his position to everyone: Old man, I am not standing on any side, I am just a peaceful bystander.

"Don't worry, bad luck has not yet repaid my debt." On the steps, Cicero said to an old friend with a wry smile, imitating Brutus's tone after assassinating Caesar. At this time, sand and rocks were flying outside, and the clouds gathered more and more, crowding the sky above the Temple of the Mother Earth. However, the people still did not leave due to the bad weather. Instead, they gathered more and more, and the woods on both sides of the temple were blown away. The shaking back and forth, the ominous wind, the noisy wind, all made Cicero's mood extremely bad.

Finally, when the red flag was raised on the Capitol Hill, indicating the official start of the debate, Brutus asked to speak first, because he was the core of the whole storm and chaos. This arrangement was reasonable and everyone wanted to hear it. , "Marchus Brutus, the nobleman whom Caesar regards as his own son, why on earth would he do this?"

But soon, the trumpets and trumpets used by the army also sounded. Amid everyone’s exclamations, soldiers carrying shields and team logos appeared from all corners of the street. They circled the Temple of the Mother of the Earth. A larger circle formed on the outside of all the hills, tightly trapping everyone present inside. Then the soldiers banged their shields, causing the streets and temples to tremble.