"Two weeks, fourteen days, that's a long time." Luga secretly thought in his heart that Aetius's intention was very obvious, that is, to question Luga's strength.

In just these two weeks, it was also the time for Luga to prove himself to Aetius, and his proof was simple, that is, to re-raise the Ninth Legion in the space of these two weeks, and prove to Aetius that he had the ability to form a large army.

However, a legion requires at least ten field regiments, and so many soldiers is not a small number. And it is extremely difficult to have combat effectiveness, after all, the central Italian province has not been at war for a long time, so for a large number of soldiers, it is extremely difficult.

At this time, Luga thought of all the patriarchs whom John had promised him at that time that would be willing to raise money.

"yes, I can reach out to them for money!" Lu Jia's method of making wisdom in a hurry made him think about it immediately, because this is not his own brother, and the money will come as soon as he says it. Even though the patriarchs have a lot of money, in their eyes, there is no extra money. How to extract money from these shrewd patriarchs is Luga's current problem.

"These old things, I have to find something that can come back in the short term, so that they can feel the tangible benefits in it, so that they will believe me." Luga was in a dilemma for a moment, because he didn't know what the old guys liked or what could impress them. One problem after another was placed in front of Luga, and he couldn't find an answer to it.

Before he knew it, three days were fleeting, and Luga was in retreat in his tent outside the city. Andrew waited for three days in the tent, until on the third day, when Luga came out of the tent unkempt, Andrew hurried up to meet him, and asked Luga, "How is Luga, do you think of anything?" ”

"Hmm!" Luga nodded firmly, and he asked Andrew, "Is there any gold ore?" Bring me a piece. ”

"Yes, yes." Andrew nodded repeatedly, and then asked the soldiers standing guard next to him to look for gold ore.

"It's okay to have gold without carving, as long as it's the most original, gold." Luga didn't forget to remind the soldier who was gone.

"Luga." Andrew asked curiously, "You've been in it for so long, so did you get any good ideas?" ”

"I think I came up with one." Luga's expression looked a lot more relaxed, but there was still some uncertainty, and he continued: "It's just that what these guys in the Senate think, whether they can move them or not is the key to the problem, I will do my best, after all, I can only do my best." Luga's face was a little pale because he had been trapped for three days, and he smiled bitterly, looked up at the stable where the horses were tethered, and said to Andrew, "We must set out at once, or this little time will not be enough." ”

Five days later, outside the Senate chamber, a group of people hurried along the narrow aisle. They were Luga, Andrew, and the Senate members John and Odes, who had prepared a discussion meeting on Luga at the Senate's request.

Because Augusta Placitia's appointment has not yet been issued, which means that Luga is not yet an archon, how much face may he have to ask the senators.

"We both have a general understanding of your situation, we are very sorry for what happened to you, Your Excellency Luga, the two of us are not enough to let your Excellency have a better room to play, we can only let you meet with the elders, and the rest depends on your Excellency."

"Well, thank you, thank you both for your kindness." Luga said as he walked: "Now that I am in prison, I am afraid that these elders will not be able to know, this is my advantage, besides, I also urgently need this money, so it is also a last resort." ”

As he spoke, the men had reached the door of the council chamber, where everyone had stopped, and the senators, John and Odess, said goodbye to Luga, and said, "Your Excellency, the two of us can only send you here, and good luck with the rest." ”

Such enthusiasm was unexpected by Luga, and of course, he was very moved, and made him understand that even in this notorious senate, there are good people. If they can be zealous and generous, they will not ask Lugar for a large amount of Sulledus, and Luga will say that such an iron brother is settled.

"Luga."

At this time, Andrew stopped him, and Luga remembered to forget his old friend. Andrew had to stop here as well, and he looked at Luga with a nervous expression, obviously nervous about the common sense that Luga was so adventurous.

"Don't worry, my brother." Luga smiled and put his hand on Andrew's shoulder and said to him, "Don't worry, I'll make it." ”

Bidding farewell to Andrew and the two patriarchs, Luga walked into the door without looking back, at this time the light dimmed, he only felt a chill on his forehead, and reached out to touch it, sweat in his hand.

"When have I ever been so scared?" Lu Jia looked at the water droplets in his hand, and couldn't help but laugh a few times, in order to relieve his embarrassment at the moment, yes, he was very nervous, very flustered, for fear that there would be a little mistake in the process, if even one of the elders stood up and pointed out that his legion had died in name, his trip would be in vain.

"Anyway, I'm going to try!" Having made up his mind, Luga was ready to move forward.

For this meeting, he was well prepared, first imitating the dress of the patriarchs, a white gown, and a toga robe. His hair was trimmed by a famous barber in Rome, and he was paired with a laurel wreath made of freshly picked laurel branches, making him look like the senators. Luga wanted to rely on his outfit to add points to himself, so that he could gain more or less favor, at least so that the senators could feel at a glance that, alas, this fellow, like us, is he one of our own?

This time, there were many of them, and they sat separately in the seats in front of Luga, dozens of pairs of eyes staring at Luga, who was standing on the podium, as if waiting for Luga to say something that would convince them.

"Well, hello everyone, Excellency, hello." Such an opening was still uttered by Luga, his forehead was once again covered with sweat, and his speech was a little unclear.

The senators did not reply to such an awkward greeting, and they continued to look at Luga without saying a word, waiting for him to say something decent.

"Okay, okay!" Lugar pondered, and then said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I now have a good plan, which is to recover Britannia across the Channel in the northern part of the Empire. ”

"Well, that's a good plan, but why did you tell us about it?" A voice from the audience interrupted Luga's words, which made Lujia nervous for a while, and he looked down to see that the owner of the voice was an elderly man, who was sitting in the first row, and looked respectable.

"Please forgive me for my rudeness, Your Excellency." Luga continued, "I don't know your name yet? ”

"Paul, my name is Paul, the illustrious class." Paul replied unhurriedly.