"Child, you should give up this idea. Cicero is not necessary or executed now. ≤" Li Bida stood under the courtroom in the front hall and said, in the sunset, his black hair and beard had already followed very little silver-white hair, making him more steady and majestic. The tone of this sentence was also full of words, unquestionable.

"Dear Guardian, I am like a bold suggestion, that you have regressed too much since just now. This is not your usual style. Is it because you do not lack money and spend money, so you are not as uneasy as I and Anthony, and you will leisurely give in to those women? Those money, those gold, silver and jewelry, and the real estate under their names. Can you make any decent contributions to the Republic? They will only reward the actors, male lovers, and even the maids of hair combing." The young Caesar could no longer bear it and began to publicly accuse Li Bida.

Anthony on the other side also clamored, saying that he would immediately sign the seal on the announcement, pull Cicero into the square with the guards and execute him on the spot, and also pull his younger brother Quindus to rectify the Dharma.

Li Bida stood there speechlessly, but the two of them even saved the signs to vote. Anthony stood directly at the door of the courtroom, shouting commands to the guards. The non-commissioned officers with high feathers on their helmets kept nodding, and then shouting slogans, one after another, and many people were not good at swords and preparing to climb Mount Paladin and hunt Cicero.

"Remember, carry the chain and tie him like a dog." Anthony was proud.

At this time, Li Bida also came to the steps and made a stop gesture. "Everyone disbanded and return to the camp!"

Now Anthony and his guard were stunned, and then Li Bida's voice became even more severe, "I'll repeat it again and return to the camp!" As he said that, the Medegi Guards also walked down the steps and stood against the foot of Anthony and Young Caesar's guards.

"What are you doing?" Anthony was angry, baring his teeth, like a lion who was angry at trying to grab the territory or someone robbed the territory.

"I want to ask what you are doing. Marco and Turinus, please give me some reasons." Li Bida turned around and said to the two of them calmly, "I can provide reasons. You are going to Shannan Gaul soon. Turinus is going to cross the sea to Greece, and I am going to conquer Spain, so someone must stay in the city of Rome and sanction the order."

"That way. I think Pansa and Bisso are enough." Young Caesar disagreed.

"No, it's not possible. If you want to protect Rome in the backyard, you can no longer just suppress it. Instead, Cicero needs to be a symbolic hub to coordinate the interests of all parties. I have considered that he is undoubtedly the best candidate now - because he is cowardly, he has no armed foundation, and will not pose any threat to us; also because he has some hope and has a certain ability to govern, and can restore the order of the city and the entire republic as soon as possible with Bisso. Isn't the tax money exactly what you want to see? And now if we lock the free men, merchants and ladies of the entire country with iron chains like livestock, and crazily cut off the flesh of each other's body until they are dying and dead, it will be not far from when we starve to death."

"Who cares? As long as we win and conquer and want to ask for what the loser wants, then there is anything, because the winner has the right to ask for everything about the loser, this is the unchanging iron law of the world."

"Enough, you two are thinking about the Romans!" Li Bida's words made Anthony and Young Caesar stunned. What does "you two are thinking about the Romans" mean? It's simply unreasonable!

"What did you say? I hope to hear it again, respected guardian." Young Caesar couldn't help but tremble.

"I say that you two have the old and decaying thinking that can be thrown away from your mind." Li Bida pointed his forehead contemptuously, "Yes, on this point you are like Brutu and Kassijo. Your path has been fixed. It has nothing to do with your age and wisdom. It is as unchanged as the Avenue of Apiñen. Can you transform this country? I doubt. Anthony. Why did you want Cicero to die? It is because you hate him, because he

When he was the consul, his stepfather was executed, and Furvia wanted him to die because he had defended the murderer of Claudi; but now it is not that I need Cicero to live, but that our cause needs him to live. I do not like to work with people who always put personal grudges in the public interest. If you think about all the stupid things you did before, you should know that I will leave Rome to Cicero and Piso, which is much more at ease than to give it to you."

After saying that, Li Bida said to Octavian again, "What is the reason why you want Cicero to die?"

"I... because he is the mastermind behind the inciting the noble lady to resist taxes. If the guardian is to talk about the public interest, I can give a full reason for this."

Suddenly, Li Bida's eyes approached and slashed into the chest of Caesar like lightning, "You are simply nonsense, my Tulinus. Since just now, your eyes have never left Cicero's wife. How much is Cicero's assets, 300,000 dinars, or 500,000 dinars? You are trying to possess his wife, right? Although I promise Corinna to you, and I will not blame you for such a ***, please return to my comment just now, that is, I also don't like people who put personal ** above careers. Tulinus's performance has disappointed me."

These words were like a sentence on Young Caesar's cheek, and a blood mark was made, causing him to retreat in a hurry, breathing heavily, and not daring to contact his guardian again.

Before Anthony refuted angrily, Li Bida turned around, "If the country is now like a sick body, the previous public enemy declared that we had scraped away the rotten flesh attached to it, and now to rejuvenate it, we must feed it fresh herbs and delicious and healthy dishes - I have said it clear enough, if you two don't understand, then we can vote by bidding the sign and make this final conclusion, I am tired of continuing to debate - Rome needs two ombudsmen to take charge, Turinus, your experience and qualifications are not good, and Anthony, you are an idiot in politics."

Then, Li Bida took out the sign with the word "pardon" from his robe and placed it on the judgment table.

Young Caesar secretly rubbed his chest hard with his hands. After a long time, he didn't say anything. His eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was very difficult, but in the end he could not help but take out the sign of "pardon".
Chapter completed!