Chapter 4 Wills (Part 2)
Villa Pulaima is located in a tent by the Ostia River. Libidamon has his cloak and lights Songming with a scythe. At this time, a small boat floated over on the water with a pile of silt water. Two short young men stood on the bow of the ship. One of the legs on fire was obviously a bit inflexible. Libida nodded and took Porti to the deck of the ship and asked the little pigeon: "Have you recruited the manpower?"
"It's complete, and there are a few centurions behind me who have followed my adoptive father in Lusitania before." The little pigeon proudly patted the sword around his waist and said, "They were all companions who were helped by their adoptive father to settle the industry in the city of Fesuele in Etruscana. I found no less than fifty people and entered the city of Rome."
"Dear Your Excellency, I have followed you before." Several centurions behind Xiao Gezi hurriedly reached out to hold hands, grasped Li Bida, and expressed their loyalty.
At this time, another short man put his hand on the golden seal worn by Libida's cloak and said, "Amborodes? Is this a new thing that has become popular in Afilica, but I seem to have seen this name on the Yunonian Colonial Committee."
"There is nothing to complain about. My friend Curio Marco Anthony is very good in my legion. Now he has been out for less than two years and should have been assigned 800 to 1,000 Tarent's assets." Li Bida quickly hid Jinzhang under his collar, put away Curio's hand, and shook off the grass chips on his cloak.
At this time, the ship turned around and silently cut open the water surface that was as dark as night, slowly heading towards the Roman city port.
"I have heard of the will, and I remain neutral in attitude. But who told Marco to be in your tent now? To be honest, I will have an intersection with you. Or, the exile of Libidaus, will be in my home during this period, probably we would never have thought of it before." Curio said, looking at the sparse lights on both sides of the shore, touching the bridge of his nose.
"Because little Gatu never thought that I was not with Claudi nor with Crasso."
"Tell me. What should you do next? How to weigh your fulcrum among the political interests of various factions? Isn't it your strength to be at ease?"
Li Bida stroked Porti's thick black hair, and then began to swear, "Fuck the fuck the fulcrum! I only want to do now, but only two things, the first one fulfills the last wish of the tuna. Bury his bones in the cemetery of the God of War Temple, and the second one is to go to war with these republican villains raised by the bitch, including Pompei. I will kill them, just like killing a few fish on the mudflats, and never let it go."
"You still care about the legacy of the four thousand Tarent?" Curio's tone was full of confusion.
"It's not Tarant's problem, it's for the face of his father." Li Bida gritted his teeth and said. Portiyi was beside him. He originally wanted to spit out Brutu and Portia, hoping that the man would distinguish these two from "fish on the mudflat". In particular, Portia was the one who sent someone to go around the shortcut to report the message. Although it was a little later than Domufeng's telling the truth, it also showed her sincerity. Thinking that she might also be in the object of her man's revenge (who told her that she was Gatu's daughter and Brutu's wife), she could not help but shivered.
"So, you are going to find dozens of retired centurions, and then stab Pompei, Xiao Gatu and all the slings to death in the main square? Libidaus, I don't remember you are such a simple and crude person."
"Of course not. I will set out from your house tomorrow, change into the best and newest clothes, and go to visit someone."
"who?"
"A woman who lives in the streets of Cowhead on the edge of Paladin, her son should be able to play the game of hitting walnut shells. Atya and her son, Caesar's nephew Tulinus." After saying that, Li Bida coughed a few times and stopped talking.
Early the next morning, Li Bida got up on time according to the fourth whistle in the military camp and sat in front of the mirror. Porty helped him carefully shaved off the messy hair and beard on his face, and tucked the complex and heavy Toga robe. This was an experimental item. Li Bida specially brought it in Cyrenaga and dyed it purple-red with mad grass. Then Porty kissed the man and said he would do it well.
Li Bida, carrying a bag of gifts, wore a beautiful purple-red Toga robe and swaggered onto the streets of Paladin with refreshing hair, just like the god Apollo descended to earth. In the flower wall of the mansion passing by behind him, countless fire-like eyes were intertwined behind him.
Atiya's widowed house is really not easy to find, just like the Paladin Mountain in the pyramid. The houses are distributed like Roman society. The richest consul or former consul was of course on the top of the quiet mountain, and then distributed to the hillside according to the official rank and status. However, the Octavian family, which Atiya married, obviously did not belong to the glorious family. His family was originally a famous family in the local area, similar to that of Cicero. The ancestor once defeated the barbarians' attack on the city. It is said that this ancestor was worshiping the god of war Mars at that time. After hearing that the enemy came, he took the half-baked cow internal organs from the fire to the altar to offer sacrifices, and then led his troops to repel the enemy. Later, the Roman city-state treated the Octavian family in a special way, that is, after each public sacrifice in the Square of the God of War, the priest's seat would be handed over to the people of this family.
But although his history is long, the Octavian family did not go smoothly in the long river of the Republic, especially the branch of the family where Turinus was located, which had no one held a prominent official position for a long time and had long been demoted from a inferior noble to a civilian status. Turinus's grandfather was just a local city official, and his family was very rich, but he had no status. So he used money to intervene in the bribery of Roman politics and obtained the knight status for his son. Turinus's father served in the same military camp with Li Bida when suppressing the Kathirin rebellion (of course, the two did not have a close relationship). Later, when he was about to be promoted further, he died of an acute illness.
Only Caesar's niece Atya was left, who was still living with her young son. She was still rich but restrained, and had her own status everywhere. All hope was placed on Caesar. Once he really gained the highest honor in the Gallic War, his brothers and sisters could all regain the status of aristocratic status. This future for the six-year-old Tulinus is a great thing.
So the house is very new, and even the trees in front of the courtyard are newly planted, and the walls are painted freshly. After Libida knocked on the door, he briefly informed him and met Atya, a young widow in the middle of the courtyard. He then said with a swaying smile, "I am Julius Caesar's deputy general, Libidaus, the guardian of Turinus, to visit today."
Chapter completed!