"It is better to say that he is a vanity than an ambitious person." - A British critic satirized Pang Pei

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Hearing Carabis' warning, Claudi looked at each other in surprise, and then Claudi shouted angrily: "Why did Cicero do this? I just seduced his wife! Besides, everything goes very secretly. Even if Renshat refuses my request, there is no need to make a big public statement. Does she understand the rules of Rome? A bastard, damn it. Who revealed the news?"

"Aren't you, who revealed the news, proudly said Cicero's wife's name at the banquet when the Thirteenth Army stationed in Philiplon? Lord Claudius." Carabis teased in his heart, but he was still calm on the surface, but said with sincerity: "I only know that the banquet, no matter how big or small, is the beginning of fierce rumors. Claudi, you should pay attention to your tone in the future."

While Carabis was heartbroken, several cloaked guys, holding white mud buckets or chalk in the alleys of the villa complex of Paladin Mountain, painted the indecent erotic pictures of Renchat and Claudi on the walls and temples. They were all amateur architectural interior painters and were hired for a bowl of rice, so they tried their best to use perspective methods to win the favor of their employers. The details and organs of each of the two protagonists in the picture were invisible, as well as a large number of vocabulary. After completion, they walked out of the alley, and from the hands of the little pigeon Paruma, who was watching the wind at the entrance of the alley, and took the purse bags with great gratitude. Then they left.

Carabis's advice turned out to be effective. Claudi scolded Cicero and Renchat, while constantly suspicious of Anthony, Curio, and even his sister's new lover, walked around the restaurant uneasyly, and finally asked Carabis, "You think, if Cicero wants to stop me from becoming a civilian civilian guardian, what despicable means would he take?" It seems that this person has never cared about the process of becoming a civilian guardian.

"I think there are only two points. One is to make a fuss about your pure noble family. As we all know, the Claudius family is the most noble matriarchal family in Rome, a descendant of the Sabines, as old and noble as the Julius family. Cicero will hold on to your noble blood. You must know that only civilians can take responsibility for civilian protection; the other is that Claudius will incite the public opinion of the Tribus People's Association and the Hundred-Man Citizens' Congress to defeat you, so that you will not get the legal number of votes, so I am very worried now. Can Claudi's assets support the needs of bribery?"

Sweat from Claudi's forehead oozed. He held Karabis' shoulder and said, "I and my sister are negative now. You know, yes, my sister has deceived you before and knocked you 30,000 drachmas, but you should continue to help me. Karabis, this is also good for you. The power of civilians to protect the civil servants is enough to protect you from doing anything in Rome. I have two great powers, iusauxilii and veto. If we join forces, who will we still be afraid of, Pompeii? Crassu? Or Katu?"

The playboy is right. iusauxilii is the "right to interfere", which is unique to the civil servants. He can use this power to help any citizen who comes to appeal and confront anyone, even if the senator is the one who veto has the power to vote. As long as the slogan is shouted, the orders of the officials in the city of Rome and the Senate will be prohibited from taking effect, and the voting will be submitted to the citizens' congress to continue.

"But I have also calculated the cost of bribery, at least 200 Tarants, and my current assets are not enough to cover these things. For now, there is only one plan, that is, I will lend money from your ex-brother-in-law and my assassin." Karabis continued to get straight to the point.

As soon as these words came out, Claudi and his brothers screamed at the same time, as if they had heard the most terrifying thing and expressed their strongest opposition, but Carabis did not give them the chance to make noise. "Listen, Lord Claudi and my respected former mistress, you are the people who will call the wind and rain in the Roman political arena and social circles in the future. You will not be able to understand this little interest! Now our enemy is Pompei, and Lukulas's enemy is also Pompei. Everyone's interests are the same. Let me do this, just a token."

"What token?"

"Altolicus, the sword of Mitradati." Karabis said word by word.

Claudi hesitated, but Carabis continued: "I also understand the meaning of this sword to you, but Lukulas will not reject your merits because of this sword. I think even if there is a small triumphal squad, it will probably be delayed until two or three years after Pompey's efforts. Therefore, this sword will not have much effect on you, because you will be the civilian guardian and cannot join the army. The law stipulates very clearly that the guardian must be in the city and cannot leave Rome for even one day, so it is better to use this sword to exchange for election funds - Claudi, you cannot trust outsiders now, you can only trust me. What are the benefits of those wine and meat friends? Only I will ignore past grudges and give your siblings full support, and I am Marcos' adopted son. Do you think I am not operating well?"

Finally, Claudi and Claudiya exchanged glances and finally nodded to Karabis, saying that everything is on your behalf.

"By the way, what should I do if I have my noble blood?" When Carabis put his sword in a long and narrow box, he was behind his back and was about to leave, Claudi hurriedly asked behind him.

"This is also very simple. Just find a civilian family and be his adopted son."

"Then let me be your adopted son! You are Marcos' adopted son, but you have not been more than one generation. In theory, you are not considered a noble, but only a new noble civilian." Claudi hurriedly grabbed Karabis's hand, and Claudiya walked up to hold on to him. "You must agree to this matter, Karabis, this is my begging."

Looking at the brother and sister, Karabis looked solemn. He looked afraid of trouble first, then nodded in charge, saying, "I will find someone to go to the Municipal Administration to do this as soon as possible."

In the early morning of the next morning, in the villa of Pulaima, Lukuras sat on a ring chair, looking at Altolicus in his hand satisfied, counting the exquisite diamonds of the sword hilt and scabbard. "This is the spoil I hope to seize when I fought against Xiaoya in the past. I wanted to win the crown of the king of kings of Armenia, the sword of Mitradati, and the scepter of King Parthia. This is the highest peak of honor for the Roman general, but I have only completed one of them. Son, you are doing well."

"But six thousand tarantes are fake." Karabis stood carefully next to the Lord of Pi. He was afraid that the Lord of Pi would be dissatisfied with the formation of the Thirteenth Legion but "no grains to be harvested". (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: I had something to do last night, and I made up for it today at the third update. I also had my classmates who had monthly tickets smashed it, `(*n_n*)'.
Chapter completed!