This kind of words were shocked by the climax, and the Cicero and Etius present, but Libida had no intention of stopping. He said that Claudi was very clear: As a comrade in the Cathirin conspiracy back then, I was still full of admiration for Cicero. Later, I seduced Renchat, but the problem is here. Is this a grudge in the city of Rome? Did Caesar seduce Crasso's wife, and did not seduce Pompey's wife? Now the three of them are still in alliance? There is only one result of Cicero doing this, that is, losing his political allies, becoming a synonym for "fearing" in Rome and being ridiculed.

After hearing Li Bida's analysis, Renchat left in anger and announced that his house would not welcome guests like him. Li Bida sternly shouted: "Please consider your friend and my advice carefully. As long as he is willing to support Caesar, Claudi will not make things difficult for you. As for what he said, why bother to worry. In other words, you have nothing to lose. Lord Cicero, please seize this opportunity and express your opinion in the Senate. Otherwise, what kind of bleak and dark future will be waiting for you? I don't think you can imagine that in the end, even the top Paladin Mountain house worth 80,000 Drachma, the hostess is most proud of, no longer exists."

After expressing this intimidation, Li Bida also left. There was no need for him to swallow anything with Cicero. Now he is giving him a chance.

"Etius's good friend, tomorrow, tomorrow, I am willing to go to Caesar's residence to join his legion, act as his deputy, and... and seek Caesar's protection. The world is so difficult. I have no choice. In addition, I believe that Caesar is willing to give me affection. My daughter has just promised the family of Eurabela, which has a great friendship with his father-in-law." Cicero sorted out his robe, as if he was talking to Etius, and as if he was comforting himself. He did not take into account the curses and crying of his wife Renchat in the room. Yes, if he did not listen to Li Bida's proposal just now, not only would the political future be ruined in the end. A laughing stock that feared his wife would be left behind, but he would also be threatened by the mobs to his life.

Then, Cicero asked Etius with a haggard face, "But I am not aware of military affairs. I was slandered for retirement in the middle of the journey." Etius shook his head and patted his friend's shoulder to comfort him, "Don't think so much. Now it seems that the territory of Gaul inside and outside the mountain is still peaceful. Maybe you will spend two or three years of idle work in the Governor's Mansion in Milan." This sentence made Cicero laugh, and he moved away from the chair and walked to the courtyard to ask Renchat to prepare short shirts and armor for him, preferably calfskin, because it is not as heavy as ordinary legion armor, and it is very soft and comfortable. However, Renchat's answer was to spat hard. Cicero had no choice but to beg his close old slave Taro to handle the matter.

The next morning, when Cicero and Etius walked out of the door, they found that the entire Paladin street was occupied by Claudi gangs holding Songming. As a result, Cicero turned around and prepared to run into the house. At this time, Claudi and Libida who were turning away from him called him, "Don't be nervous, we are guarding you to the consul." Cicero felt both scared and ashamed, but he had to admit that without these two people, he would be torn apart by the mobs in the streets. In fact, when he walked around the crowd with his head down and bent over, threats and scolding would be heard from time to time, which would make him tremble with great tension every time.

I don't know how long this torture lasted until the consul's residence, Cicero lowered his head and went in to convey his loyalty to Caesar. At the gate, Claudi took Libida's shoulder and asked, "Is that a bargaining him?"

"No, he needs to be used now. Remember a proverb: The wheat acquisition account will not be calculated until autumn."

After hearing this, Claudi was stunned for a while, and then he smirked in vain.

So, when the Senate gathered again soon, Caesar re-introduced the old story, and Katu was little, and then Caesar suddenly clapped his hands. He suppressed Gatu's rebuttal impolitely and said, "I want to explain carefully here, what do you mean? That is, when you all think I am seeking personal gain, I am the only one who really cares about the surrounding situation in the city of Rome. In the past hundred years, the Roman Republic has been too powerful, so powerful that it has forgotten that in the dense forests, swamps and deserts in the distance, there are countless barbarians like beasts, snakes and scorpions, coveting the wealth of Rome, and paralyzed Romans. Should we forget the shame of the Gauls capturing Rome?

The chosen fathers of the courtyard were cut off by the Celtic sword in the city and blood flowed all over the ground? Should we forget how relaxed we were after the First Punic War, vendors and prostitutes filled the entire barracks, soldiers even had to find slaves to apply olive oil, and how did Hannibal give our country a devastating blow? Should we forget how greedy our officials and generals were so greedy for money that the Roman enemies kept humiliating us on battlefields and other occasions? If we only care about the sleepy entertainment on the couch and discarded the already decaying sword, then the new enemy would remind us of the bloody and difficult days."

"What makes you so delirium?" Gatu's words caused a burst of laughter in the Senate.

But Caesar then raised the roll of velvet paper. When Cicero, who was on the seat, saw this scene, began to look around uneasy and try his best to contact the eyes of others. "Dear everyone, if I were allowed to read this letter, I would find that I was not alarmist just now. This was sent to me by a Germanic chief, Alio Vistus, and it was clear that the Gaul had been in turmoil and internal strife outside the mountain, and the Germanic tribes also began to cross the river and began to migrate and penetrate into Gaul. This would cause a terrible chain effect. The invasion of barbarians from ancient and modern times was this pattern. The climate and turmoil made them avoid it like frightened birds.

The cold and wild northern land, crossing the huge mountains (referring to the Alps), desire to use swords and blood to gain a foothold in the warm south, our Apennines. Then, in the next two to three years, we will be trapped in the war-torn land. What is more important than letting me, the chief consul, go there as governor and create a steel barrier for the city of Rome? So I repeatedly reiterate that Barcelona's proposal is a realistic need, and is by no means slandered by some people, out of illusory personal interests, a great excuse, and any attack can use this indescribable gimmick."
Chapter completed!