"Even if Catto has nothing to do with Rome, Rome still needs Catto." - Cicero

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I just don't want you to be the second Gaia. You are a kind and good woman. In the future, I hope that when you are old, fat and full of silver silk, you can still be rich and free people, and I, Li Bida's best girlfriend, happily enter and exit various banquet venues. Your jokes still make people happy. Your relatives and children have no worries about food and clothing, and respect you. You will engrave your epitaph with words of gratitude, but in the name of Princia, such a result is impossible. In the past two or three years, you have been in the name of Princia.

Her investment in this tavern is very negligent! Duomufen, like Cicero, is also the setting sun of the west. You must follow me to have a bright future." After saying that, Li Bida made two long hiccups with red eyes, got up and wiped them clean with a sponge stick, then tied up his belt, walked into the backyard of the tavern, kicked open one of the doors, inside, Hebrida, who is always low-level, is "fighting" with three naked "Jinvs".

Li Bida's intrusion caused a commotion in the room. Three "JinVs" quickly packed up their clothes, jumped off the bed one by one, and left with screaming. Hebrida, who was covered in scars, was still sitting there yelling.

"It's OK! Today is the Fercon Festival, the funeral festival that the Roman legion had set after losing nine thousand people in Spain in the past. Today, Hebrida, who is not allowed to fight with weapons today." Li Bida sat on a narrow chair with his legs raised, and said a pun.

Hebrida really didn't know what it meant to take a thousand Sethts from his in-laws today, and then drove away his little yellow orioles with alcohol. So she sat naked on the bed, waiting for Li Bida to speak.

"Is it still a habit to be a left-behind officer at the Roman Fortress?" Li Bida rinsed his mouth with verbena water to exude his drunkenness.

"Brother thinks it's okay, in terms of salary." Hebrida's tone was neither dissatisfied nor happy.

"Sometimes I think of the senior centurion Utarius when we were in the Seventh Legion..." Li Bida leaned his head on the back of the chair. The sunlight through the curtain shone half of his face light and dark. "Actually, for you, it's probably boring to have no Utarius in life, and you were expelled from the Legion back then. I would rather stay in Helispont and be with the veterans."

"It's nothing wrong with coming home..." Hebrida said, and shouted against her will, saying yes, I've been bored in the past or two years since I returned to Rome, and even if I was a prostitute, I couldn't be very interested. My brother also hoped to lift his sword and put on armor. He would not be a local doll at the border fortress, but to go to the east to really fight with the barbarians, rob the villages everywhere, rape women, and share the spoils with the big-headed soldiers. This is what I want.

Li Bida smiled in his heart. The reason why Hebrida is drunk every day is that he has value disorder. For thousands of years, once a soldier and warrior left the battlefield, he would suffer from this problem. So he gently dipped his hands in the verbena water and said in one go: "I will arrange for you an expeditionary army errand next year or the year after, or will you do it?"

“Where to go?”

"Egypt, helping the Ptolemy Twelve Reset, there are palm trees and camels. There are also women with thin waists and soft hips and black and smooth skin. It's enough for you to be happy for a few years. Hebrida thinks about now that you are, your daughter married to my adopted son, and your wife's makeup fee is enough for this life. She can also go to Bye with Porty every month. Not only do she have thousands or even tens of thousands of Drakhma savings at home, but also the 500 Ug land in Campenia for rent-it's point of continued living and enjoying it. Have some fun early and die in a glorious decisive battle. Join Utaris and the others in the Temple of War. Isn't this the greatest value of your life? Do you still want to wear a purple and white robe and debate with those specially selected fathers in the Temple of Concorde?"

Hebrida sighed and lay on the bed, saying, "You are right, but I still have a wish. I haven't avenged Pompei's bastard yet!"

Li Bida stood up and threw the clothes hanging from the pole behind the door frame to his in-laws. "Of course it's okay. You go to Egypt first and serve as the chief centurion of the mercenary legion. I will help you operate, fight for two or three years, enjoy ten Tarants every year, kill men and play with women, and have enough fun. Then - remember to join all the Romans there, try to make Pharaoh unable to live without your sword, and - if there is anything wrong with Pharaoh, remember to help his daughter Cleopatra, just say you are mine."

"I didn't expect that the only time I was the chief centurion in my life was for the Egyptian goatee." Hebrida snorted, and then smashed the clothes that Li Bida threw on the bed. He called it this way, and asked the three little yellow orioles and pigeons to fly back, and the Roman warriors would never give up halfway.

Li Bida shook his head, walked out, and attacked the several secret prostitutes who were still standing outside the door, signaling that they could continue to work.

The Strathic Plain is located at the junction of Campenia and Roman City. Although Campenia is known as a gathering area for wealthy people, all the villas and manors seem to stretch their necks and face the Bay of Naples. Strathic, which produces grain and fruit trees, still looks like a paradise.

However, when the group of architects and craftsmen of Crasso entered, this changed drastic changes. Crasso used a lot of money to rent large areas of connected land from the poor who were favored by Caesar's new land Faze: Don't think that these people really wanted to obtain land from the country to cultivate. They were already accustomed to selling tickets to live, and they didn't want to pick up hoes and sickles again to eat the sufferings suffered by their ancestors. Because the new Land Law stipulates that the rationed land obtained by the people can not only be rented, but can also be sold twenty years later. Crasso seized this point, rented the land, and spent money in the name of the foundation to help resettle Pompei's veterans, and arranged for their own people to control the lifeline of the rural commerce here.

Of course, Crassus would not take charge of the matter personally. The foundation's chief deacon Li Bida was the foundation's chief deacon.

Your own people are equal to Li Bida, and Li Bida is his own people. This belief is becoming increasingly consolidated in Crassus's mind.

This plain is preparing to build a veteran colony that can accommodate 3,000 people. It has all the facilities inside. Anyway, with the state's sponsorship, Li Bida is not going to save here even half an Asi. Each veteran's residence is a four-person brick apartment building, while each centurion can get an independent small house, known as the "independent courtyard". The street is centered on the circular Colosseum and radiates outward in the shape of a wheel. Next to the Colosseum is the temple of Lales, a public tribe who protects the entire city. Then there are lines of war temples, Minerva Temple, and the Temple of Earth Mother, and a small statue of the King Numa standing there. The south of the city is a "Zhangshi" surrounded by three gables. Special knights are responsible for fundraising and construction, and three large warehouses are set up for trading activities of bulk agricultural products.
Chapter completed!