"We are so picky that we can only walk on gold." - Seneca

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Surrounding the court, those standing, lying, sitting on the carriage, standing under the parasol and roof, just like an ant colony, Pompei and Claudi's gangs were mixed in the crowd, plotting against each other, and everyone was full of "interest and expectation" about the outcome of Claudi's death. Of course, all the nobles and elders were also worried that once the case was not handled properly, the remaining half of the Roman city would be burned.

So, after Pompei asked the Senate, their gathering venues were not fixed now, and in many cases they could only gather in private residences, and received the order to "reorganize the court order". The two consuls, Banks and Surpisius, also approved the temporary appointment: Capua's "Hare" Legion and the City Legion, were ordered to enter the city martial law, and a total of 2,000 elite soldiers were selected, fully armed to guard the hills, temples and streets, to prevent another accident in the interrogation of Triali.

The one who first entered the court along the Grand Plaza was Terry Ali. He was hiding in the nearby manor, and later he was heard from Pompei and walked out for interrogation. He was different from all the prisoners and was confident about his guilty absolution. When walking on the street, he not only carefully trimmed his hair, but also wore a normal knight's cloak, instead of wearing mourning clothes begging for mercy like traditional criminals. His party members gathered on both sides of the road to cheer him and another defendant, Ignagius.

Then, Helcius, who "it seemed to suddenly emerge from the sewer in Rome", faced the ridicule of the people, knights and nobles. Because no one believed that he could defeat Cicero in court, he was a rustic bully who couldn't even speak standard Latin words. He accepted his identity as a prosecutor with the idea of ​​"making a bad reputation". Even though he was ridiculed by Rulang, he entered the court with full confidence.

Finally, Cicero was late. Although he had just shown confidence, when he saw the sides of the main road leading to the square, whether it was the terrace or the hills, full of soldiers holding sharp blades and shields, he began to be frightened again. Even though these weapons were not directed at him, when he walked to the flower market at the corner, he suddenly saw Claudi's widow and sister, wearing black mourning clothes, staring at him like a witch, constantly scribbling on the lead with hairpins, muttering words, and the servant next to him put a roll of papyrus into the small stove, and the gray-black smoke flew like snow. He felt his head buzzing, his ears were filled with curses, and the sound of fighting with weapons. He was a little confused.

Li Bida did not go to see the entire debate in person because he had already predicted the result. He was always in his apartment on Jukola Street (although he was very small and had a lot of industries under Li Bida's name, but he still liked to handle official duties here). He was writing secret letters to all parties, just under the apartment, and more than a dozen Moorian fast-footed slaves were waiting there, ready to send the letters as fast as possible.

About two days later, a Moor came over and told Li Bida the final result: "Cicero performed extremely poorly. He seemed to be under great pressure and was worried. He was refuted several times by Helcius, and even hesitated, which disappointed the young people who came to watch. In the end, he could only attack Helcius's dirt accent, which was considered to have won the lawsuit - but Triali was still guilty, exiled to Marcelia for one year, and Ignagius was exiled to Sakantan for three years, and he was not allowed to run for any public office during his imprisonment."

Li Bida, who put the hook pen down, laughed and all the procedures were carried out according to the script he planned.

Not long after, the Roman citizens understood that the court debate about Claudi's death could be said to be a "win-win". Cicero still married the young Barrelia, a lady from the Fabian family, and received a dowry of no less than 500,000 Drakhma silver coins. The new wife was not as unreasonable as the previous Renchatte, but gentle and virtuous as Cicero took the initiative to hand over all the dowry to Cicero. The old Cicero, wearing the groom's crown, shivered excitedly. He immediately used the money to buy a large number of books, bought several high-end apartments for rent, and gave 30,000 silver coins to his married daughter as his own money. In short, he vowed to protect the second marriage well, "like caring for his own eyes and tongue."

Although he thought he had "victorious" his ex-wife who had abandoned him, Cicero was still worried that in the mansion of Claudi, which was adjacent to him on the mountain, there were shrill and hatred calls every day. Claudi's relatives and gangs were discussing how to kill themselves at all times, because Fulivia swore that who dared to defend her husband's murderer would sooner or later cut off the man's head and hands and nail it to the square.

Fortunately, Pompei soon "repaying his favor". According to the report of the "Qingren" scholar, Li Bida learned that Pompei had made a private decision that if the consul runs for his own side next year, Cicero will be appointed as the governor of Asiasiya in Little. Now that the war has subsided, the pirates have disappeared. As long as Cicero is not crazy or crazy, he can sell allies and banish his ally, or use a tax-bearer to obtain a "reasonable income" of 800 to 10 million Sesie withdrawal after his term ends.

"As long as spring begins, you can leave the crisis-ridden city of Rome! When the weather is calm, you will sail the ship back to the beautiful Tiber River." Cicero, holding this wonderful idea, was waiting quietly, and preparing for the staff. He always thought that this defense was right, and Renchat was a fool no matter how he looked at it.

Helcius also became "famous". Although it was not a famous name, many people also remembered this name. He was no longer transparent in politics. It is said that Caesar and Claudi's families began to support him behind his back, and Helcius was obviously unwilling to stop there: in the eyes of many veterans, his light was far inferior to Claudi, so when he suddenly registered as the candidate for the consul for the next year on Capitole Mountain, even Catu felt incredible!

"It's fine to Claudi. Caesar and Libida chose this guy as a pawn. Is there any deep meaning? Do you expect this Sicily rustling back and forth?" In the town of Alba, in Pompei's mansion, Little Gatu walked back and forth uneasyly, repeatedly raising this question.

Pompei believed that this person was completely over-thinking: "Because Caesar has no choice but to be cautious now to prevent him from sending soldiers from the army back to vote. It would be troublesome to really pick Helsious up as the consul. I don't want a second-CEO in Rome to restrain him next year."

"You don't have to worry about this at all!" Xiao Jiatu said confidently.
Chapter completed!