Chapter 33 The Death of Claudius (Part 2)
This extended year, with Caesar's character, he would not do anything and would have made all kinds of preparations. Even the construction of Julia's synagogue was probably a slow-down strategy in Caesar's eyes. Therefore, when Li Bida received the reply, he smiled. Ninety percent of the words of warning and reprimand were completely fake, and only the one attached was real.
Then Claudi can continue, and there is also a beautiful illusion that allows Pompey to continue to stay in Alba and sink in the joy and sorrow of joy.
"Do you think if you spend a lot of money and hire people with twenty dinars every day, you can mobilize 5,000 to 10,000 people?" This is the question raised by Li Bida to Claudi siblings on the Paladin Mountain. The siblings looked at each other for a while and then made a positive answer. However, Li Bida was obviously not satisfied with the scale he just said. He slapped to himself for a long time, and then said confidently that 10,000 people alone is not enough, not enough!
So in the next secret, Li Bida mobilized all the remaining soldiers who did not participate in the triumphal ceremony and the construction of the synagogue. This was an extremely huge project. He asked the centurion to send a message to the soldiers, "In the next month, you can enjoy the additional allowances that can only be distributed by performing combat missions. When Pompei leaves Alba, he will do it."
Sure enough, from the bribed slaves of Pompei, the great general caressed and looked at every room and decoration in his villa garden every day, until he was tireless. Because through these, he could easily recall the sweet years he had spent with Julia before. Then he was so sad that he could not hold on himself. Unlike Caesar, Caesar's emotions were also "outside". When he learned that his daughter died of childbirth, he immediately began to operate and calculate rationally and calmly. Pompei was such a person. Even if this true love would not last long, it would indeed affect his judgment.
"The synagogue will be completed before the Clown Festival this year, right? During this period, I will go to the Gulf of Naples to recuperate and treat my illness. I believe that staying here will lead to sadness and death." Finally, leaving behind this heartfelt words, Pompei sat in a sedan chair, changed to a mule cart, and went to the beautiful and pleasant scenic spot. Li Bida also started to do it.
The people and soldiers hired heavily for money were all dressed in ordinary clothes, wreaths of thyme, and holding statues of Apollo, because this deity was in charge of medicine, from Prasa to Capua. Of course, Naples and Campenia, and even many veterans were motivated by money. They shouted slogans for Pompei's recovery, from this town to that, and then most of the Italian residents were moved by this fanaticism. The procession became larger and larger, and everyone spontaneously lit torches and lanterns. At the farmhouses, or on both sides of the avenue, they contributed rich sacrifices, like various gods blessed Pompei's body.
This situation that spread throughout Italy was naturally learned by Pompei, who had been living in seclusion. The ecstasy in his heart quickly diluted the pain of losing his wife. "The hearts of the people and soldiers of the entire Republic belong to me!" This joy quickly rose into a floating feeling, his illness recovered rapidly, and the enthusiasm of the people increased even more.
"What if Caesar crosses the mountains with ten legions next year and resists the Republic's disposal of him?" In the small villa under the Naples breakwater, before returning to Rome, Pompey was drinking wine, and suddenly asked Demethrius beside him, of course there was also Terria - he deliberately left the affairs of the city to Ignagius and went here to welcome the Lord to return.
Demethlius was very excited. He also felt the greatness of his master from the grand occasion of the people, and said directly, "The consul who supports us should be elected as soon as possible, expelled Caesars and other Caesars, and then asked the consuls to recruit new recruits throughout Italy and restore the veterans who had followed you in the war. Although I don't understand military affairs, I think that only four or five legions can stop Caesar's southward advance, and then use the troops of Spain and Sardinian to plunder Gaul, that is, Caesar's base camp, the only rear he can rely on."
Well, Pompey nodded, and then suddenly asked unexpectedly, "So, if the situation is urgent, can I win the people and the Senate and become the 'consul without colleagues'?"
These words surprised both Demethlius and Terria. The so-called "consul without colleagues" is the dictator "Dick Thiddor". Terria did not dare to answer at all. In the end, Demethlius spoke, "This procedure is very complicated. I think it is better to select the consul first and then leave it to the two consuls to jointly discuss the election. In this way, if you take Dick Thiddor again, it will be natural and will not make the public think that you have too much ambition and appear abrupt."
Pompei nodded with satisfaction, rubbed his hands, then held up his wine glass and stared for a while, and was so excited that he almost lost his composure. He had made up his mind to break up with Caesar next year, because in his eyes, the other party was just a tool for Dick to push. At least Pompei himself thought so. Just when the master was happy, Demethlius carefully suggested, "Also, prepare for the legion, Master, you should discuss with Marcelas, Gabinus, even Maximus, after all, recruiting soldiers takes time. Caesar's soldiers are in a dilemma, and if we are not prepared, it is also very dangerous."
Unexpectedly, Pompey was unmoved at all. He always thought that he was the most outstanding general of the Republic. Perhaps Caesar was lucky to fight against the extremely crude barbarians in the north by relying on good luck, but how could he compare with him? He had surrendered a number of empires in the east. At that time, Caesar was just a road administrator. Compared with the two, Pompey laughed and said easily, "I will observe the legion from Gaul in the triumphal gentry."
"But...you also know that Libidaus, who is in charge of the triumphant style, is an extremely treacherous person. If he intends to show weakness at that time, it will be worth our attention."
Chapter completed!