Chapter 33: The Death of Claudius (2)
The weather was not good. When Pompei's clerk held a pen and paper box, he ran over from the courtyard where the rain started to rain, the papyrus was already a little wet, but Pompei was still very interested. He kindly asked his servants to get the equipment to shelter from the rain and came with other papyrus. He slipped to the arcade under the rain, looked at the potted plants in the yard, and then said to Triali, "I have decided to remove the troublemakers in the city-Lebidaus is Caesar's deputy general, with a legion soldiers behind him. In addition, he is an alien, but he is just a branch official, and he will not be able to do the political situation in the coming year.
It has a great influence, but the bastard Claudi who he supported was different. He served as a civil guardian for many years and now he is running against the people of Cato for consuls with me and Cato, and Caesar obviously wants to use him as his agent to destroy the election in Rome and postpone his term of governor for one year. How could I give him this opportunity to accumulate strength to destroy the order of the Republic? So the key is to kill Claudi, Terry, and let you do this matter, even if you don't worry, you will be all my people in the court at that time, and you will not have any problems."
After saying that, Pompei held his hands behind his back and snapped his fingers, indicating that his orders were undoubtedly unquestionable. Although Terry Ali felt extremely embarrassed, he thought that he had completely boarded Pompei's ship now, so what he had to ask was not right or wrong, but whether he could handle things well for his mind. This is the only thing others would consider when giving you a future.
Just as Terry Ali turned out of the villa porch, Pompei breathed a sigh of relief at the sky and said, "I can finally realize my dream when I was young, that is, to stand at the peak of this great country."
"Yes, after taking Dick's thrust, he can imitate the previous Sura and perform his grand plans." Demethrius held the medicine jar in one hand, because the other one was dislocated by Li Bida before, but he was also very excited. What kind of reform would Rome take in the hands of his master? This is what he feels most mysterious and exciting now. So in future history books, this reform process will become more brilliant and brilliant due to his participation, and naturally I will leave my name in history.
"Hongtu?" Suddenly, Demethlius saw his master looking at him in surprise. His eyes became turbid and confused. Could it be that Gneus Pompeius, the greatest general in Rome, took Dick's thrust, but he never thought about what to do after taking this superb power? Could it be that the title of dictator, for Pompei, was just a dream he hoped to get when he was young, like a child seeking beautiful toys. After getting the hand, all he could do was show off before his age.
The rain was still falling. The atmosphere between the master and servant was a little awkward and dull. Finally, Pompei laughed and said, "As long as we Romans have taken up the highest honor, we can proudly be worthy of the world. As for the behavior of loving the treacherous, Pompei would not do it at all."
So that's it. For Pompey, Dick's official position was just the third triumphal in his career, but this time it could last for six months (Roman law stipulates that the dictator can only serve as six months), but this also satisfies him.
The city of Rome is once again rare to encounter a long rainy season. The Tiber River began to flood, and bridges and low houses were flooded. The whole city emitted the smell of mold soaked in water. Julia's synagogue was forced to stop when one third of the project. All craftsmen sat under the covered coupe, drinking Celtic beer and eating barley porridge. There, in the sculpture field that was stockpiled from all over the place and preparing to decorate the synagogue, Li Bida was focused on looking at these formed or semi-formed crafts one by one under the protection of a large number of gladiators. "This mosaic of the Argo Expedition is worth 100,000 yuan.
Seth must wear rainproof leather. In the future, he will have to put it in a special room in the synagogue." Li Bida pointed to a huge painting under the corner of the wall and told the people around him. Then he began to complain about why Claudi had not come yet. He had made an agreement and was ready to march into the Temple of Concord again with the support of his party members and demanded the registration of candidates. In fact, it was opposite Li Bida, but it was occupied by Pompey's party members. Both sides raised tents and confronted each other, covering the entire square. Even without the cruel fight before, the city of Rome was actually paralyzed.
The most funny thing is that the Julia Hall is built under the noses of these two gangs, brick by brick, and everyone has a tacit understanding. Even if they kill blood in other areas, no one will interfere with the building.
At this time, a thunder sounded passing by the sky, and Li Bida's heart sank. Could it be that his plan would eventually become a bait devour, Claudi, the unlucky guy? No, no, I support Claudi to run for the election, but I am sincere, although there are also some useful ingredients in it, but! No, in short, I need Claudi as an ally. Even if Caesar and Pompey need to go to war, he would not sacrifice him. Li Bida hurriedly led the gladiator's team to his residence on Paladin Hill.
But only Claudiya and Fulivia were at home. They saw Li Bida who was thinking and stayed at the door without saying a word, saying, "Claudi went to the Gamond Manor in the northwest corner of the city one and a half days ago, with a small number of entourages."
The location where Gamond is located is in the south of Praimá, northeast of the Valkyrie Temple of Bellow, which is a very secluded area. In the past two years, Roman nobles began to like to build villas in this area. Of course, Caesar's ex-wife Pepeya was also placed there by Li Bida. Claudi must have gone to find her and shared his dream of registering for the election immediately.
But I was really unable to catch up with the people who set out a while ago, especially in this era of lack of communication methods. Li Bida, who was walking in the rain, could only hope that Claudi would try to linger in the gentle countryside of Pepeya for as long as possible! But the rain gradually weakened, and the wet clouds slowly dissipated by the refreshing wind. At the street at the entrance of the manor, Claudi, who had already come out of Pepeya's residence, rode his horse in high spirits, and accompanied by four or five people, headed towards the city of Rome.
Although the city is full of chaos, Claudi's current location is only two or three Stadias from the border of the Holy Land. As long as he enters the city, he will still be a sacred and inviolable civil guardian.
However, when death arrived one fifteenth moment later, Claudi regretted that he should have joined Li Bida on time and honestly.
The one who killed him was led by Triali himself, nearly 300 fully armed gladiators. They were ambushed in an essential oil factory next to the street in advance. When they saw Claudi passing by the manor, these people divided into several directions and surrounded Claudi and his entourages at the core of the road.
Then, violent killing and death, like a passionate girl who was entangled, snuggled up to her.
Chapter completed!