"The priests were exempted from any other war except the Gauls invaded to defend the city." - Ancient Roman law

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"Who is the Chief Deputy?" Li Bida was obviously interested in this. His somewhat ignorant idea made Ebro laugh, "Why, are you interested in this seat? Li Bidaus, we all like you very much. You are young and courageous. The goddess of fate must be in secret in my dream. But you are not qualified. Immediately, the commander of the Governor of Gaul Caesar is full of talents. Almost half of the young and handsome men in Rome were attracted by magnets like iron nails, so you can only be the second deputy general, and have the qualifications to participate in the conslide (the military consultation meeting, all participants are deputy generals, military guardians and senior centurions). As for the chief deputy general, Caesar specially designated Titus Rabinus, an outstanding and experienced military strategist."

"Also..." Ebro said, handing a letter to Li Bida, asking him to read it carefully after returning to the apartment. Caesar hopes that you can find out his future plans from this letter.

This letter is so important? Li Bida accepted the letter with a little suspicion, and then said goodbye to Ebro. The night wind in late autumn was already a little cool, and his wine was mostly awake. When he walked into the terrace of the apartment on the Jukola Street, he lit the chandelier there and looked at it on the lights. The content of the letter was ordinary. It was written by Alio Vistas, a Germanic chief who lived in the far Rhine River. The requirements were also often proposed to Rome by many Gaul or Germanic chiefs. Alio Vistas said that he hoped that Caesar, as the chief consul, would help him obtain the identity of a "Roman friend" and at the same time help his tribe to obtain the identity of a "Latin ally". In this way, Alio Vistas would obtain formal names like a vassal state that was enthroned by the great empire, and would become a small bully under the wings of the big domineering.

Li Bida spread the velvet paper on the table, frowned and thought carefully. Then he seemed to have discovered something, picked up the velvet paper and read it again, finally letting him capture a very critical message:

In the letter, the greedy Aliovestus openly mentioned that he would send Caesar eight hundred "diplomatic funds" to Tarser during this period. In fact, it was equivalent to disguised bribery (Caesar was also bold enough to openly review the letter and asked him to find something valuable and helpful to the current events). Of course, the Germanic chief gave this huge sum of money not just for the title of "Roman Friend". He mentioned the real reason. In the long-haired Gaul tribes outside the mountain, I could cross the river and send troops to Rome to suppress it.

What is for Rome? It sounds nice. Isn’t it equivalent to expanding the territory privately? Li Bida put down the velvet paper again and walked into the water storage basin at home. He used cool water to clear his mind, and then quickly took out a pair of carefully kept it in the cabinet. He spent 10,000 dinars to be a master of painting in the city, painted the local map of the Republic, made of parchment paper, and wrinkled out the "washboard" and carefully piping and applying waterproof grease. Therefore, it is light and easy to carry. Of course, it is just about circling the Mediterranean. The Romans had such a large range of cognition, and they didn’t even know where the largest empire in the universe was. It was really sad.

Although it is a bit sorry that I cannot find the largest empire in the universe on the picture, I still draw in Gallic and Germanic areas. Li Bida stared at the drawings and gradually got an answer in his heart.

But it will take a lot of time to apply this answer, so what Li Bida has to do for Caesar is to force Cicero and Catto away.

After violently smashing and looting the sacred court, Claudi's voice in the Temple of Virtue rose sharply and became the idol of all the slutty families in Rome. The Hercules in their hearts, Claudiya appeared once again at Byer's Misty Ball. Although her face was a bit old, the limelight was not inferior to that point. She could play dirty jokes with pornographic poets, which made the guests present burst into laughter, she could use the most vulgar slang to flirt with the servants, and she could also talk about the political storm in Rome, and even fooled many mature citizens into a daze.

"Do you know? Princia's expulsion from Rome is just an overture, just like the opening of the Sheepman drama (a small comedy performed independently after the tragedy of ancient Greece). I have a friend with a deep political background and told me that the good show is still behind!" This is Claudia's prophecy in recent days.

When the drinkers surrounded her drunkenly and curiously, begging her not to hesitate, Claudia became even more proud, "You must not talk nonsense. You must know that ladies need to be careful in their words and actions. I can only reveal now that the great man who will suffer soon is a great man, poor Princia, in a sense, her current situation is still good."

Seeing Claudia's words like the most notorious prophetic priest in the Delphi Temple, the drinkers screamed with great dissatisfaction. Claudia was a little anxious, "You can't have a little bit of the ability to associate logic. What's the relationship between Princia and the previous political struggles? Why did she participate in the plot to assassinate General Pompeii, why was the chief legal officer who tried her beaten and robbed, why could this woman stand in the Roman world for so many years?" After Claudia finished her series of extremely powerful parallel questions, she said softly, "Now I have to say that. Princia has a great connection with the dead rebellious hero Katilin, and those related to Katilin's death five years ago are in trouble... Who is the turn next? Is it still necessary to say..."

As soon as this was said, even those who were most accustomed to the gossip of Roman political boudoirs were shocked by Claudiya's bold speech. After a while, they were silent, and then they embarrassedly found various reasons and went to have a private conversation. Claudiya was very boring, so she found fault with anger, slapped the maid in the face, then put up her windbreaker and walked to the bow of the gorgeous cruise ship. On the side of the railing there, a bald, big belly

The man was doing a slutty relationship with a handsome servant. While moving violently, they poured drunken things into the sea. Claudia walked to the other side in disgust, covering her nose, and staring at the bright lights on the shore of Byer, "Li Bida and my dear brother, you should be more ruthless against the Cicero guy. When I fulfill my prediction tonight, I will become famous in the social circle."
Chapter completed!