The street poet was shocked and then the whole scene changed. Several armed slaves immediately pulled Piatius, fed him to his old fist, then put him up and threw him firmly outside the villa of Pulaima. The poet first fell on the street like a straight ruler, and then started to bleed like a folded ruler, all over his mouth and nostrils. He really didn't know how an ordinary poem depicting the same aroused the anger and resentment of the former cavalry commander.

However, Li Bida quickly changed his mind and sent slaves. When the poet thought he was going to kill him in the street this time, he received a second invitation from his master, "but the salary would be cut by half."

So Piatius wiped his nosebleed again, and returned happily, standing next to Li Bida's ring chair, showing that he was a "selected" talent. Even though he was injured and had some color, Li Bida then saw the young man in the team with dry and golden hair turning around and leaving with a complicated emotion, and called him in advance and asked him what his name was.

The helpless blonde young man could only look back and bow to his former cavalry commander without any ritual, saying, "Actually, I was very excited, very excited. You have to know that I was born in a village in the southern province of Gaul, and my parents were Latin and Gaul. Maybe, maybe, only you and Caesar were willing to recognize my expectations of integrating into Rome through writing poetry, so I brought the poem scroll today. However, I saw what you just did. It seems that I was not particularly interested in real art, so..."

"Virgil, Virgil." Li Bida imitated the other party's stuttering. Then he smiled and raised a string of okra while eating, "Poetry art is originally intended to serve the political arena. It is not free. Poetry can pursue character and praise pastoral pastures, but the poetry itself cannot leave the various entanglements of the Citizen Plaza. I don't know if you understand this - but let me listen to your poetry scroll? As long as you can get the appreciation from the upper class and let your poetics be carried forward, why not do it?"

This comforted Virgil, so he carefully picked up the poem scroll, which made Li Bida feel very familiar and affectionate. He seemed to recall his original era, organizing the poetry club in the school, and then Virgil's stuttering disappeared. He read it very smoothly, but strongly, "This is the hometown of chaos, this place is bred with rushing. Here, King Eosus controls the struggling wind and howling storm in a huge cave." After reading for a few short lines, everyone around couldn't help but applaud. Especially Little Horace, he casts envious eyes at him.

Then, Libida also sincerely praised him. He immediately made a decision to Virgil, you are the leader of the team. Of course, your job is not to hold a pickaxe and shovel to dig the ancient city in Troy, but to sit in the halls and temples of Libida and enjoy the sunny couch and wine. Record the beautiful scenery around and the terroir along the way of Aeneas into a poem - "But. My dear Virgil, maybe your opening introduction can be changed."

Then, the two servants took the test paper and handed it to Libida. Libida looked at it and said, "What you want to tell is the legendary story of war and a man, but there are many faithful comrades in Aeneas, just like Caesar, so I just hope you can add one of them, his name is Faerton, the son of the God of War from the far east. At the moment Aeneas escaped from the city of disaster, Troy, he joined his ranks, and once predicted that after seven centuries apart, his descendants would also come to help the descendants of Aeneas and the descendants of Venus."

Virgil immediately stayed in place and lost his temper. The naturalized foreigner in front of him is now in power in Rome, with power across the dynasty and the country. He has countless protectors under his jurisdiction. He is also the closest deputy to Caesar. Before he came to the expedition, of course, he knew from his heart that Caesar and Li Bida spent so much money to "exploration" the roots of the Roman nation. Isn't it just to put on a sacred robe for his dictatorship over the republic?

Only then did I think of them and wanted to introduce them to the magnificent upper class. This was what Virgil expected. The poet's creation was like "a mother bear licking", and often took a lot of energy to complete hundreds of lines of work in the draft. Finally, the only few lines were condensed. They were not affordable. Virgil's biggest dream in his life was to say proudly, "Greek poets, please give way, because I am going to create."

Thinking of this, Virgil lowered his head and expressed his willingness to consider the request of the former cavalry commander. So Li Bida couldn't help but smile happily, pointing at Virgil and said, "The greatest achievement of the poet is to create his own world, right? So the character of Faerton can be regarded as an anise that adjusts the entire epic. Even if he conquered the entire European Republic, he still needs to import things he does not need from a distant foreign country, right?"

This sentence lifted Virgil's psychological burden. Then Li Bida ordered that all those who came to apply for the job today would be given gifts worth 200 dinars, and those who succeeded were given three hundred dinars. "If it were not a former Roman citizen, according to the Emilius Act, citizenship would be granted in advance. You don't have to worry that this was what Your Excellency Caesar had long agreed. After so many years of war, under the statistics of our Executive Yuan, the population of citizens has dropped sharply by half. Therefore, Caesar is implementing a new plan. He plans to colonize the poorest and most proletarian 80,000 citizens in the city of Tebrisri to overseas according to property qualification certification, allocate their land and settlement fees, and at the same time, bring in wealthy and active people from other provinces and grant citizenship. In this way, the Roman city is the most civilized and stable city in the world."

Then, Li Bida stood up and asked the poets and writers to go to Kelly to receive the allowance and reward. At this time, someone suddenly cried under the flower gallery, which scared Li Bida and looked closer. It turned out to be Doctor Scythy Timoth!

Timoxiu came to pay his respects according to the rules. After hearing what Li Bida said, he actually started crying. It turned out that he was saddened by being neglected. Especially after hearing Li Bida say that he wanted to absorb foreigners to be a regular citizen, he became even more anxious, for fear that Li Bida would miss him.

So Li Bida immediately comforted him and said that he would not forget his former friends. "In the Caesar New Citizen Award Plan, it is to migrate those who only eat relief food and sell votes, and the focus is on wealthy people in the Gentiles, as well as writers, doctors, architects, etc. Timothu told me, how much assets do you have in your clinic now?" (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!