Among the pillars engraved with hieroglyphs in the palace, Chamián was in a hurry, and Diotus was in the back, and finally in a corner, Chamián stopped, and the man who was "stalking" behind looked around vigilantly, then threw a short stick to Chamián and left.

In the small bedroom of Queen Little Love, the little girl was making a plaster statue with interest. It was the image of a beautiful god, and she was still lacking a golden apple. At this time, Chamion walked in and gave the short stick to the hostess. Cleopatra raised the knife, skillfully cut the stick open, and took out the straw paper scroll from it, which was engraved with the handwriting of Li Bida's aide Sabo. Then she smiled and handed it to Nevdidi who served beside her, "Come and read it."

"The speed of eight horses will always be faster than that of the Samones. This news will arrive two to three days earlier than your father--your younger brother is still alive, and it seems that he should continue to live. I asked the Roman side of the opinion, and the Senate's opinion is that once there is no male heir in Egypt, your father's will will take effect immediately. If we refuse, Rome will send ten legions to supervise the execution of the will." This is Li Bida's report

The meaning of this letter is to make a long-term plan?

Cleopatra said to Nevdidi indifferently, burn it.

In the firelight, the little queen laughed mysteriously, then asked Chami'an a little, and kept nodding...

Time was indeed calculated very accurately by Li Bida. Two days later, the envoy of the Kingdom of Samones reported the news to the Pharaoh while dying. The flute player hurriedly found the eunuch to discuss with the palace guard chief, "Do you want to invite the princess down?" The guard chief Diotus asked His Majesty carefully in a gentle Greek tone. This tomb robber is indeed amazing. It seems that he had not received education before, so he was delayed!

"It's better to have a hot cold, I'm afraid it's better to rest." Mothamenis took his hand, lowered his gray eyebrows, and sang and said to Diotus.

"How should I deal with this matter!" Pharaoh said with some fear. Li Bida on the front line was obviously opposite him, but if he cared about his children, he was afraid that Li Bida would enter a peace treaty with Nasamones and turned around and entered Alexander. Not to mention anything else, he stayed in this city, and Li Bida's men, and the River Guard and the God Tomb Guard were also his confidants.

"I think the title of King Cyrenega should be given to Lord Libidaus last time, and the original title of Vizier should be taken back to the person who is more loyal and has a closer bloodline to the royal family." Mothamenis said slowly, "King King Cyrenega is usually held by His Majesty's brother or second son. I think there is no reason for Libidaus to refuse! Then, let him take his army to the territory."

"Dancyrene is now a vassal of Rome."

"Then I don't care so much!" Motanmenis sneered, with a proud look.

The palace guards next to him, Diotus, also responded to this plan. He was passionate and asked to serve as the pharaoh to go to Li Bida's military camp, and ordered him to escort His Royal Highness the Prince back to Alexander City without any harm. He had enough enthusiasm and courage to complete this mission.

It seems that Mothamenis, a cunning character, always regarded the tomb robbers and now the commander of the guard, Diotus, as his own. So soon, the commander of the court became a special envoy, carrying the pharaoh's power and axe to the army at the border.

Of course, when Diotus arrived at Libida's camp, in front of all the civil guards and centurions, he first angrily rebuked the commander-in-chief's silence and disrespect for His Highness to treat His Highness, and then immediately ordered him to stop the war with the Kingdom of Nasamones. The black-skinned envoys next to him were very helpful, and the commander-in-chief was also very frightened and expressed his determination to implement the pharaoh's decree.

But after the public procedure was completed, Li Bida only left several confidants in the tent in the name of a banquet, Sabo, Anthony, Petterneus, Dussonvier, while Tagus, Hebrida, Alp and Seerha were sent to guard and patrol to prevent idlers from eavesdropping on their conversations.

"King of Cyrenega? Very good." After listening to Diotus's report, Li Bida was very happy and drank the wine in his glass in one go. His reaction was unexpected.

"From my meager experience in Rome for twenty years, it is OK to rob the tribes on the border, but if I attack Cyrene, I am afraid that the Republic will send Pompei directly to deal with you." Anthony said slowly while chewing sweet and spicy sauce in the seat next to him.

"Not that serious!" Li Bida's attitude was relaxed, "Everyone, I will not only receive this honorary title, but also be at ease between Rome and Egypt, making this title deserved." His meaning was obviously ambition to occupy Cyrenega.

The whole scene solidified, and everyone was waiting for the Commander-in-Chief to say it specifically. It seemed that what he said to Sabokemus before, it would take me one to two years to return to Rome. This statement is true.

Li Bida raised a piece of characters and said with a smile that the key point is here. According to Joseph of the Ubertnian Chamber of Commerce, the Hashidi sect among the Judeans was preparing to hold riots at the same time as Cyrene in the Kingdom of Herod, expelled the Romans and Greeks and established the Jewish kingdom.

"You mean that if we get this information in advance, we can quickly suppress the uprising of the Hashidi people in the name of the Republic's closest approach to Cyrenei, and thus occupy Cyreneiga?" Petterneus answered first. Li Bida pointed his heart at the old man, meaning that the answer was completely correct, but it still needs some additions. "We don't need to rush to suppress the uprising. The longer we wait, the greater the profit."

As he said that, Li Bida twisted a few nuts with his fingers and placed them on the table. "Once the Hashidi riots of Cyrene launched a riot, there would be no spare army in the Republic across the sea. Caesar's elites could not pull away from Gaul, while Pompei's elites were scattered in Syria and Macedonia. Pompei himself was drunk and dreaming in the city of Rome and was keen to serve as the consul again. We have the initiative, and in order to make our division famous, we can bet on other individuals."

"Marcus Lisini Crasso, right? Once the Roman Senate cannot find a suitable general, you will think of this." In Petternius's words, there was a faint mockery of Crasso.

"Yes, as long as Crasus obtains command, he can give us this war, because he must be the consul for the next year, and he has this power completely. He also needs my support, so the Republic does not have to worry at all."

Anthony beats the spoon on the plate and then expresses another question, "How credible is that Joseph's words?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!