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"Happiness is the source of all evil." - Plato

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"What is this strange thing? What is this flame? Will it burn the Republic?" Cicero, who had not received the invitation letter, said in a daze, "I have never seen such a strange fire in any museum, with frightening smoke, light and sound." He was devastated and rushed back to his huge study at home, shouting that Taylor accompanied him, searching everywhere for records of ancient people, whether such fireworks appeared.

The result must have disappointed him. When Cicero sat dejectedly on the floor, the atmosphere of the mansion over there had been reached. When Li Bida asked the servants to bring out another shiny plate and the utensils with elegant textures on it, all the guests exclaimed again in surprise. This utensil was different from the rough colored glassware, and also from the thick and simple pottery. It was delicate, transparent, and warm, like a few beautiful girls, lying quietly and charmingly in the spring water in the forest.

"This is a gift to the beautiful hostess Claudiya and Fulivia." As soon as Li Bida finished speaking, he was excitedly hugged by the former mistress who cried with joy.

"What is it called? It's so beautiful that it's suffocating, just like the skin of your daughter." At this time, even the most knowledgeable Greek philosopher Terranian couldn't help but be surprised and asked.

Over there, when Corinna heard this sincere praise, her face turned red in the conversation between the female guests around her. She was like wine poured into this mysterious vessel. Her black hair had been plated like an ordinary Roman girl, with a braid hanging from behind, which complemented her snow-like neck.

"I understand. Octavia, the name of this thing was told by my father." At this moment, I had already been away from the lively banquet. In the secluded garden in the backyard, Leo was sitting in the corridor reading a book, holding a smaller cup made of this material, "Porcelain."

Octavia, who was sitting next to her, tried to roll her tongue with a surprised expression, trying to send Leo's fluent Chinese words to the right. But after holding it in for a while, she still couldn't tell the single weird and beautiful syllable right.

But Leo was not anxious at all. He looked at Octavia gently. When Corinna was wearing Linlang's precious ornaments, there was a simple lily on the girl's braid. At this time, Leo was like a teacher, and continued to encourage and correct her pronunciation several times, "Porcelain".

Finally, when Octavia read the word accurately, she sighed sincerely, and the lake seemed to surge in her light blue eyes. She covered her undulating chest with her hands, and said to Leo with a smile, "It is so beautiful, and its name is so beautiful, porcelain, porcelain, porcelain. Just by reading this name, it seems that it feels its wonderful touch, which is hard to describe in words. Is Ceris's language like this? It seems that it is born with a magical fit with the object you refer to." Then Octavia put his finger on the collar of Leo's silk robe and said, "What does this thing say in Ceris' language?"

"Silk." Leo said.

When Octavia read this word, her eyelashes trembled, closed her eyes, bit her lips, and stroked the thin lines of the fabric on Leo's body. It took a long time to calm down from the syllable "silk", the endless aftertaste of "silk". Then she held Leo's face, her fragrant lips slowly approached, and said in a confused tone, "What about the following?"

"Kiss." Leo said that, and involuntarily put down the book and kissed Tulinus's sister...

"It's not good to see this scene." Suddenly, two thin figures stood behind the garden. Octavia screamed and was about to escape from Leo, but was quietly pulled by Leo. Then he got up, looked at the lights, and then said in surprise, "It's Vesta's virgin."

The two children hurriedly dressed up and saluted Li Xilia and the younger and more beautiful virgins beside them. This was the etiquette of the Romans. The virgins in the Kitchen God Temple were most respected by all walks of life.

"Okay, my original intention is not like that. No matter what, this is fate." Li Xilia smiled calmly and comforted her. Then she stepped forward and touched the corners of Leo and Octavia's clothes respectively, which meant that they had received the blessing and care of the virgin. Then, Zeno next to Li Xilia's side had a complicated expression, but she smiled at Li Xilia, and then followed the chief virgin to enter the inner room.

When Li Bida, who was sitting at the banquet, saw the chief virgin coming and quickly stood up to pay tribute. Li Xilia was almost at the age of retreating from her seat. At that time, the treasury would allocate considerable money to her who had never married for life and would place beautiful villas for her to live in. In this society, no one dared to neglect the rashness when facing virgins.

Li Xilia returned the gift to the Chief Executive gracefully, and then the three of them left the banquet where the orchestra dance was causing heat. They walked into the small room on the side of the corridor. Several armed slaves stood at the door and guarded the passing crowd. No one knew what the Virgin was discussing with him.

But shortly after Anthony's wedding ended, the Romans learned that the Virgin publicly based on the contents of Sybil's prophecy, and told the world that "a king must be the commander of Parthia's expedition."

This prophecy caused a thousand waves. The whole city, whether it was a wise man, the Executive Yuan, the Knights, ordinary people, foreigners, and slaves who were a little concerned about current affairs, all admitted in shock: Perhaps Caesar turned Rome from republic to monarchy, which was not an alarmist legend. He was preparing, just as Caesar was ready for war on the battlefield, and sounded the trumpet and rushed his army toward the enemy!

Many veterans were so scared that they gathered in the whole city and could still have a say in front of Cicero, who had the right to speak in front of Caesar. Because Pompeii, Gatu, Luculas, etc., all the heroes who could compete with each other were no longer in this world, so they asked Cicero for instructions on what to do.

But Cicero drove all the people out and kept himself from leaving.

So the elders could only go to the celebration project after the completion of the new Temple of Love in the Grand Plaza, and go to Caesar, who attended the ceremony in groups to inquire about the ceremony.

In the magnificent temple, Caesar sat upright among the staff and generals. His seat was carved out of golden ivory, and on the third stairs, when the elders walked in, they had to look up at him, just as servants were meeting the monarch.

According to tradition, when Caesar saw his chosen father, he must stand, and the elders could sit in the hall seat, but there were no extra seats in this temple, so the elders could only stand. When Caesar was about to stand up to greet him, Anthony and Libidaus beside him said in unison, "According to your current merits, you don't have to get up to see the fathers, just sit."

"Yes, yes." Many elders immediately echoed in flattery.

Caesar smiled and then really sat back. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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