"If you write quickly, you will never be able to write well; first, you must write well, and soon you will be able to write quickly." - Kun Tiliang, the most famous orator in ancient Rome, was the first to be able to write quickly. ∮" - Kun Tiliang, the most famous orator in ancient Rome.

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But how could her mother forget the flesh and blood falling from her abdomen? Atya's heart was completely shattered from the moment the ship left the Italian coast. She was "dead", even if her husband would enjoy greater glory and wealth in the future.

When Turinus walked off the deck of the ship, he saw his place of going, not so much as a cape on the island that could not be avoided by the wind. The pale rocks shivered under the roar of the waves, and the gray-green vegetation was dotted on it, and the white clouds seemed to fall on the cape, and then the color became darker and soon turned into lead-gray. After the ship stopped at a recessed beach, Turinus stepped on the footprints, surrounded by fully armed soldiers and centurion.

"Thank you for your hard work and you still have to come here." Turinus said, covering his cloak.

"It's not hard, we will be more secure every five years. Here, the annual salary is as low as the allowance, which is more cost-effective than going to a dangerous battlefield." The leading centurion looked expressionless.

When Turinus heard this, his bitterness and despair appeared in his heart. He was guarding him once every five years, which meant that this was indeed a lifelong imprisonment. Then, he himself wore sandals and stepped on the stairs on the edge of the cliff, winding upwards, limestone everywhere. Until the top, he finally saw his house, a building also made of limestone, which was deeply connected with the surroundings. There was a curtain hanging at the door. Turinus stood there, looking around, and there was no fishing boat on the empty sea, without even a deck, and on the mountain above, there was a military camp, with about fifty people stationed in it. There was independent spring water for drinking.

There are fifty people, on the side where the headland connects to the land, there are natural paths in the middle, very narrow stone beams, and stone pillars are supported on the surging baystream below. These fifty people are also at the end of the road, with a small barrier bridgehead, staring at the residence of Turinus.

The Wonteyus entrusted by Li Bida lived there. Even though he had to perform his duties conscientiously, he tried his best to avoid facing the surveillance subjects. So he lived in that bridgehead, and every market day, ten soldiers would get a day off and go to the market town of the Maltese, exchange some items, and have some fun and relax.

"The high priest's rule is that every market day, we must find a more beautiful woman to come over, so that his life will not be so 'hard', but we must find a different one every time." On the stone platform of the bunker, Vonteuz said to the documents in the Hundred, "Also, if he needs books, wine and meat, don't refuse, and try his best to satisfy him, but he is not allowed to send iron tools."

The sun gradually set, and Tulinus wandered around his "room" casually for a while. There was no kitchen here because his food was delivered by soldiers there. Against the stone wall, there were oil lamps and many clay pots, water, grain and cured meat, tables and chairs, couches and cabinets, both big and small. If you want to urinate, there was also an independent place, which was cleaner. Two servants sat behind the curtains, one was blind, who was responsible for daily life, and the other was deaf and mute, who was responsible for strength and work.

This is also the only two characters that Tulinus has come into contact with in his daily life.

He felt a little depressed, thinking that he might have been here until his death, so he walked to the outside world. He finally saw a ship with sails raised, and a comfort surged in his heart, because here, the ship represented hope, but the ship quickly lit up lights and flashed towards the cape. It was a small patrol fleet that came from Corfu, which was placed by Li Bida, who specifically sent a signal to confirm the situation.

Sure enough, a signal bonfire was lit on the bridgehead over there. After a while, the boats rowed and made lonely and distant sounds on the sea, slowly disappearing - Tulinus's heart also became empty.

"I need some books to relieve my boredom, I also need a pen, and I also need a messenger." This was the thought of Tulinus sitting in the room.

A few days later, when Turinus made these requests to the soldiers, Vonteuus quickly conveyed them to a higher level. Soon after, he replied: "Don't send new books in Shishi. Just send the history and museum books compiled by Varo. For those who are big, you can ask him to spend time slowly. In addition, the messenger can give him, but you must live in your garrison. You are not allowed to contact Turinus on weekdays."

Then, Tulinus began to write letters in his room, comforting his poor mother, and then wrote letters to Corinna frantically, describing the philosophy, naturalism, local style he had experienced, and his longing for the warm and fertile Apennines.

At first, Corinna would reply, but gradually became lazy and lazy to deal with it. Tulinus's life was monotonous, but her life was colorful. More realistic scenery was waiting for her - first kissing, first caressing, first **, etc.

In this way, within three months, Tulinus lost hope and sighed, "I don't have to send a letter to Corinna in the future. I write one politely every month and put it in the box. But I will still write a letter to my mother on time and send it."

After hearing this, the blind servant nodded, groped to fold the letters that Tulinus had divided, and put them in the box on the cabinet.

Soon, Tulinus joined the training in the barracks. Whenever the horn sounded, he jogged around the entire cape, because he said that he would fight against his weak body and illness. At first, the soldiers would stand on the tower and look at him, but over time, they became accustomed to it. He read more and more books, and even began to write, but every evening he would sit on the edge of the cliff and watch the patrol fleet arrive and leave before he returns to rest. This soon became a definite habit.

"His body is generally healthy. Although there are some minor defects, it does not prevent him from continuing to be healthy." After a routine examination, the military doctors would report to Wonteuz in this way, and then receive an additional reward of ten Seth's quits.

"He is very polite. He is definitely not as rude as you big-headed soldiers on the bed. After he finishes, he will invite me to sit opposite the two slaves. He will recite poems or collections of essays to us. And after each time, he will take out some extra silver and copper coins from the jar and give it to me for expressing his gratitude, thanking me for being patient." The prostitute wrapped in a red cloak symbolizing identity also reported to Vonteuz's updates to Vonteuz after finishing his work.

"You said he would give you all the coins? You should know that his money was sent from Rome from thousands of miles away." Vonteuz asked.

The prostitute laughed and said to Vonteyus, "Is this strange? What else does he want to do?"
Chapter completed!