Looking at Andrew's silence, Luga felt that this thing was not strange, and he had full patience to see Andrew's sluggishness.

Luga was so unhurried, sitting on the half-lying bed with a wine glass in his hand, shaking the wine glass in his right hand, looking so leisurely and complacent, and the nervous look on Andrew's face opposite him seemed so incompatible.

"Malenius!"

Luga called softly, and Malenius immediately understood. Presumably, the smell of the head of the Ciceides in the box was not at all suitable for the present scene, and at least the presence of a corrupt head, both in appearance and smell, was unacceptable to a noble man who was tasting wine.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the open, foul-smelling box was closed, leaving only the frightened Andrew, who stared at the unsightly box in front of him with wide eyes and horror.

"How?" Lu Jia asked puzzledly, "How can a battle-hardened veteran be frightened by an inconspicuous human head?" ”

Seeing that Andrew didn't respond, he must have lowered his head and thought hard about how to take the next sentence, but at this time, Luga didn't plan to give him any chance to think.

I saw Luga raise his glass, and Malenius stepped forward and poured wine for Luga. Then Luga took the wine glass and reached out to Andrew, without any words at all, just gestures.

Andrew naturally understood what Luga meant, and he slowly picked up his wine glass and clinked glasses with Luga.

"It's a victory, my friend!" Luga held the glass and put it to his lips, but he did not open his mouth to drink, but took out his little thumb from the hand holding the glass and pointed to the box Andrew, "You see, am I stupid." ”

"I don't understand what you mean, Caesar!" Andrew frowned and looked at Luga suspiciously.

"Don't you think I'm stupid about this? Andrew, my old friend, I made a very big mistake, but all of a sudden I came to my senses. ”

"I still don't understand, Caesar."

"Oh, you should understand, my friend!" Luga chuckled, then shook his head and drank the wine from his glass.

Andrew didn't speak, obviously, he was pretending to be stupid, no wonder, after all, at such a juncture, there were his political friends on the table in front of him, even the heads of former friends, and no one else would probably not think about the issue of self-preservation.

Yes, Andrew insisted that playing dumb was the only way to protect himself, and he did it.

"Think about it, my friend!" Luga sighed lightly, placed the silver wine glass in his hand on the table, and deliberately made a "dang" sound to attract Andrew's attention. "We were reluctant to harm others at the beginning, and what happened? The heart-to-heart sympathy between the nobles has led to endless wars, and there will be casualties if there is a fight, and as a result, it is not that you have won this game to the death, but it has made too many outsiders who should not be involved in this matter pay a terrible price, so it seems that winning and losing is no longer important, when a person stands up in a pool of blood, everyone is a loser. ”

"War is just." Andrew hesitated for a moment, but then continued: "On behalf of Rome, on behalf of the people of Rome, the war that breaks out is always just, at least for Rome. Just like our wars on the plains of Chalon, and in Britannia and Iberia, these were all battles for Rome, and we were rewarded with immortality, loved by the people of Rome and blessed by God. ”

"It's just that I've been so honored and loved by God, and it's not because of you, my friend." Luga said with a smile and gestured to Malenius, who stepped forward and filled Luga's glass, as well as Andrew's.

"Indeed it is, indeed it is!" Andrew paused, he probably didn't expect Luga to say this, it was the first time that such a conceited word came out of Luga's mouth.

"So, it's still very frustrating for the word jealousy." Luga smiled, but the smile was so cold, and there was another meaning lurking in it, and Andrew couldn't tell what it was.

Andrew felt a bad feeling, but he couldn't say it, he only felt very cold, almost a shuddering feeling, and what surprised him even more was that such a feeling was actually brought about by Luga, who was sitting next to him with a smile on his face.

"But now according to the guidance of one person, I instantly understand a lot, at least how to become a good Augustus, I believe I was not qualified before." Luga continued while arranging his quilt: "Now I am, now I feel much better than before, the former me, just an officer addicted to the military, even if I reach the position of soldier commander, my life is still closely around war, but now I am Augustus, war is no longer synonymous with me, and it is my task now that the people of Rome, whether nobles or commoners, can get the stable life they want. If you want to be stable, you must put an end to war, and the best way to put an end to war You should also understand that my friend, for the enemy outside, it is natural to set up a defensive line, so I arranged for the Thracian field army to build a defensive line on the Rhine, and advance step by step, further preventing the Huns from attacking. ”

"As for the inside." Luga turned his head and looked at Andrew directly, "I now find that militarily, a war waged by thousands of people can be quelled politically by killing one or two people, and I instantly realized that I should do the same, after all, the cost of killing thousands of people is too expensive!" ”

"Bang dang!"

The silver cup fell from Andrew's hand and smashed against the hard stone table, the wine inside spilled on Andrew's pants, and the rest fell to the ground with the silver cup.

Andrew sat in his seat as if he was petrified, as if he felt the atmosphere around him turn cold for a moment, and everyone around him was staring at him closely. He seemed to be the focus of everyone present, poor fellow, he seemed to understand something from it, and had to understand something.

"I see, Caesar."

Andrew's mouth was tightened, his outstretched left elbow resting on the stone table, clenched tightly, and his five fingers trembled as hard as he could, so hard that his knuckles clicked.

As if trying to grasp something, Andrew put his left hand to his mouth and squeezed it tightly, then released it violently.

"I know, I know, Caesar!" Andrew kept repeating, he sighed, and then laughed again, and the smile was helpless.

"For Quinta and Golia." Andrew mentions his family. "They are all innocent and do not deserve any punishment."

"I understand!" Luga replied coldly.

"Then let me bear the punishment of betrayal!" Andrew took a deep breath, as if he was mentally prepared.

"Okay! Good! Luga restrained the smile he had been hiding for a long time, his face was full of loss, and he couldn't stop nodding, "So, you have to leave, far away." ”

"I'm ready!" Andrew said, then stood up and came to the opposite side of Luga, slowly knelt down, and faced Luga. "I'm ready! Caesar, I'm ready! ”