"They drew lots of one out of ten people to let everyone eat it." - The Persian army was fragile when they went on an expedition to the African desert.

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The high priest took the scroll, looked at it, and then said in an admirable tone, "Oh, this new Roman floor plan drawn by Agripa is really magnificent. Yes, this is the real peaceful capital with the style of imperialism. The curved and narrow alleys, covering crimes and dirty slums, all disappeared, and the large library I strongly advocated to invest in is also among them. Agripa is really an excellent young man. It seems that the seat of the city magistrate should not be Leo, but should be presided over by him."

But Young Caesar said seriously that he would not give up Agripa, because the other party had always commanded the legion and formulated combat plans for him, and was an indispensable right-hand man.

"Well, it's true, it seems that you can't bear to give up your love." The high priest covered the scroll, and Leo returned from outside at this time. The father asked him if he had done everything he told him. After receiving the affirmative reply, the high priest nodded with satisfaction and handed the scroll to Leo for a look. Leo was indeed very excited. "It's great. Once I see this picture, it will become a beautiful reality. The lines and colored ink will condense into poems mixed with stones and lime. I can't help but feel excited and happy."

"If this is true, it also means that the city of Rome will end internal strife and fight forever. The clouds that have been blinded by the city of Seven Hills for hundreds of years will dissipate with the arrival of the Golden Age. The Roman people, whether they are the people or the nobles, will enjoy a peace of fifty years, no matter they are, or even more than a hundred years. This is truly a peaceful and prosperous era created by us!" Young Caesar took over the conversation and said excitedly.

At this time, the high priest said to him in a deep voice, "There is another slightly tricky thing now, that is, the battle situation in Turinos, you have a variety of short and long flows, which is slightly unfavorable to you. When I was hosting the Senate rally these days, I faced the most frequent topic."

When he heard this, Caesar was speechless. He lowered his head with shame and put on the wine cup, but soon the high priest opened up the topic again, "But it doesn't matter. As long as you become my colleague consul for the next year, I will naturally support you with all my strength and financial resources. A twenty-year-old boy, facing people like Brutu and Kassio, is precious to fight without falling in the wind. However, what the people of the Roman Republic lack is an objective attitude towards affairs. They only love the results - trophy, triumphant style, and grand pleasure caused by blood - so how tired it would be to rely on such a way to maintain power for a long time. Day after day, year after year, no one can bear it, so we need to make power lasting, don't we think it is?"

Of course, on the topic of "dictatorship and monarchy of power", Young Caesar always stood on the same position as the high priest. In addition, the assistance promised by the other party to him solved the urgent problem. "Don't be anxious, take Turinus slowly. In the future, Dacia and Parthia's martial arts are waiting for us to establish. In the future, Leo presided over the Executive Yuan and the municipalities of Rome, and you and I are responsible for the military expedition. Speaking of this, I am like the burning Song Ming. Aging will come soon, and my flame will slowly fade, and you will rise slowly like the stars in the night sky." Speaking of this, the high priest was also very excited. He picked up the wine cup again and suggested that Leo and Turinus should join himself to "for the permanent golden years and for the contributions made by everyone to this."

At this time, in the cheerful scene, only Porti, who was always standing beside the high priest, was motionless, with a stiff expression of worry, but no one noticed her eyebrows and worries.

In short, when Young Caesar came to the Pulaimamen area and was about to leave and return to his house, he was in a very good mood, not small but really good! But at this moment, Wonteuz, who led the guards, rushed over and handed Young Caesar a piece of words, "I hope you can read this as soon as possible. The news from Sicily is very unfavorable to us!"

Under the flames, Young Caesar read the word board, and his face changed drastically. He grabbed Vonteuth and came to a protruding corner beside the courtyard wall. "What the hell is going on? Why am I kept in the dark?"

"This is simply a personal rampage of several idiots, but you must explain to the high priest and son that you have not learned until now." Wonteyus suggested eagerly.

The dull thunder followed the flashing clouds in the sky and walked over everyone's feet. It seemed that the autumn rain was coming soon, and the Tiber River would be a skyrocketing scene. In this case, Young Caesar's brain was running rapidly. He was confused. Why did the high priest and son never mention it at today's night banquet? Is it because Libidaus didn't want to mention such a thing that obviously involves him and is very embarrassing? Or is it that the father and son really have a conspiracy against him as Curio said?

Just as he was pondering, the door opened, and a woman walked out, and gave the guards and the military academy to the face of fear, and then Caesar recognized her: she was Corina's close-fitting maid. Sure enough, the maid came to him and handed him a small cloth bag with ropes, and said softly, "This is a small statue of the god she used to put on the niche in the room. The rest of the items will be sent to the temple for sacrifice, but she still hopes you will leave one, because she hopes to bring some good luck from the family to your family--in the end, she asks you to say hello to Octavia on your behalf."

So that's it! According to Roman customs, girls must sacrifice their childhood statues, amulets and toys to the Kitchen God Temple before getting married. The signal of Corinna's move is the rhythm of "I'm about to prepare to marry you."

When the thunder became more and more intense, Young Caesar's mood calmed down. He said to Wonteyus in a very affirmative tone, "Don't explain to the high priest and son, I just need to have a clear conscience in some things. Trust sometimes does not require words."

"But!" Vonteyus was extremely surprised and couldn't help but say so.

But Young Caesar affirmed his judgment. He did not hesitate to flip on the donkey's back and shouted "Take the way" to Wonteuth and the guards.

At this moment, another entourage stepped forward and bowed, saying, "The people from the Takun swamp are still waiting for your reply!"

That person obviously refers to Curio. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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