"Did Caesar mean that we need to prepare and wage war against the Sassanids?" Jovian's brow furrowed, he looked at Luga, and said very worriedly: "Caesar, as far as I know, you have followed Theodosius in the battle against Isse, and you know the strength of the Sassanids!" ”

"I'm not saying we have to go to war with the Sassanids to solve the problem." Luga waved his hand at Jovian, and continued, "I made my fortune in the war, and I learned from it to get to such a high position. ”

At this, Luga sighed lightly, and he looked up at the black slate above him, as if he had fallen into the memories of the past after mentioning the war.

Yes, looking at my own experience for more than ten years, war is like a thread that runs through it from beginning to end, just like a wise man said, life is like war.

War is the experience of falling from one dead man's pile to another, and the lucky guy can still climb out of it to meet the next dead man's heap, and the unlucky guy can only stay forever, becoming a hideous corpse in the human pile.

"War, no one knows war better than I do." Luga pondered silently, lowered his head, stood up and said to Demethius: "The Senate has replied and given its opinion on our relationship with Sasansan, after all, I always need to listen to multiple voices when making decisions. ”

"Caesar." Demesius expertly flipped through the stack of heavy parchments in front of him, then he pulled out one and glanced at it cursoryly, before he raised his head and said to Luga: "The senators unanimously agreed to adopt a conservative attitude towards the question of Sassanid Persia in the East, and to strengthen their guard in the eastern regions, especially in the areas bordering Sassanid Persia. ”

"So the patriarchs think that we and the Persians have not yet reached the point of real saber fighting, and that there is no need for us to launch a hasty attack to intimidate our opponents." Luga quickly analyzed what the Senate was trying to say, and he nodded his head in agreement, "Isiai is a careerist, he is spying on our land, and we should really be on guard, after all, the wounds of war are far from healing. ”

"We need people, and we urgently need them to return to the destroyed places and rebuild the cities."

"It's going to be a long process, my lord." Luga tapped his finger on the scepter in his hand and calculated: "It takes sixteen to twenty years for a child to grow up, this cycle is too long, we need a sufficient number of citizens. ”

"And what Caesar meant?"

"Free the strong slaves and give them citizenship!"

"Click!"

Just as Luga's words fell, he heard a crisp sound, and saw Demiss, who was sitting on the side, bending down to pick up the quill he had accidentally dropped.

It may have been too quiet for the sound to thunder, and everyone looked at Dermatius, which really embarrassed him a lot.

"What? You don't seem to agree with the way it is done. ”

"No, not really, Caesar." Jovian looked first at Luga, then at Demesius, and said to Luga with hesitation: "It is good to free the slaves, Caesar, but we must not allow the nobles to lose their slaves for no reason, after all, it is part of their sacred possessions. ”

"I've thought about this for a long time, Lord Jovian." Luga stood up abruptly and pointed his scepter at Demesius, meaning to tell the 9 privy councillors to hurry up and take notes.

Demisius hurriedly found a piece of papyrus and began to record it on it.

"I think that the money from the treasury should be used to buy slaves from the nobles, at the average price of the present market, and then it would be guaranteed that the nobles would get their fair share and be content to loosen the chains that bound the slaves and set them free."

"Of course, the nobles also had enough money to buy slaves to ensure that the crops on their estates would get an excellent harvest."

"Brilliant idea, Caesar." Jovian nodded repeatedly, "It's just that this will increase the burden on our finances." ”

"Finances aren't a problem, my friend!" Luga looked at Jovian, his eyes full of determination, "I don't have enough money to come out of my expenses, don't worry, I don't like to spend money." ”

While Luga and the others were arguing in the council chamber, Kessel returned to his residence.

As a bystander, Kessel witnessed the whole process of Luga's wedding, and of course, he was not just a guest, but more like an answerer, struggling to find answers to Augustus' questions.

Fluent in Latin and Greek, he often traveled to Rome and Ravenna as an envoy to Gaisaric, where he had the privilege of meeting Augustus Valentinian himself.

As expected, at that time stood Flavis. To the right of Luga is Augusta Licinia, who was standing behind Valentinian, but it was nothing, she was obviously Valentinian's wife, but now she married Flavis in front of the citizens of Constantinople. Luga.

Kessel seems to have seen some very difficult questions in it, and according to his reasoning, is the opposition between East and West Rome because of this woman named Licina?

In any case, this must be a very important reason for this, and Kessel feels as if he has grasped the crux of the matter.

"It turns out that Augustus, who is Rome, is also an amorous Pan god!" Kessel stood in the middle of the room, leaning against the window and looking out at the view, with a sneer.

In the ecstasy.

"What?"

Tenea's voice raised an octave, causing Andrew to get up and try to stop Tenaia from being so impulsive anymore.

"Why, did Caesar know about this?" Tenaia asked hurriedly.

"I don't know, he doesn't know yet, but he'll find out soon, and I promise, he'll give it his full support." Andrew put one hand on his chest and said to Tenaia with an oath.

"But I can't call the shots with this thing." Tenaia looked a little hurried, and she seemed to be stumped by Andrew's question.

"Tenea, Quinta and I have just arrived in Constantinople, and you know that!" Seeing Tenaiya's hesitation, Andrew was even more anxious, "Okay, okay, for Luga's sake, I have fought with him for many years, and I am a brother who has died in life and death, and he will definitely agree!" ”

At this, Tenaia couldn't help but look back at little Adnus, who was sitting on the side without saying a word, his eyes widened, obviously frightened.

"I still can't be the master!" Tenaia shook her head firmly, and said to Andrew, "Adernus is Luga's son, and his wedding should be decided by Luga, not me!" ”

"I know, I know!" Andrew was even more impatient. "You also saw the attitude of Licinia, she is hostile to your mother and son, you are alone, so are we, we need to report together to be able to fight against Lickinia and them."

Tenaia was silent again.