At the banquet, the magnates toasted Luga and Aetius one after another, and the silver cups collided, and when they heard the flattery in their ears, not only Luga, but even Aetius were a little tired.

Luga kept thinking, and although everyone was indulging in pleasure on the scene, it was really like the cartoon that Luga had seen, everyone was wearing a mask. Luga didn't know what kind of soul lay beneath the smiling faces.

"There is no love without a cause, and there is no hate without a reason." Luga said to himself in his heart that he could not relax himself, because he knew what kind of responsibility was behind the title of Illustrious.

If he could not take the provinces south of Hadrian's Wall, I am afraid that Luga would have only two choices, one was to die in Britannia, and the other was to die on the gallows where Luga had executed the two leaders of the Bagoda rebels in Rome. At least neither of them is a good option, not to mention that Valentinian must not know that his Ninth Legion has run out. In Luga's opinion, he must find a way to strengthen himself, at least so that this damned Ninth Legion can return to its previous size, otherwise Luga can only choose to die in Britannia.

"Your Excellency."

While Luga was hesitating, he heard a call from beside him, and it turned out to be a waiter, who looked very respectful and well-mannered, and only heard him say to Luga after he had finished saluting him: "Your Excellency, Augusta would like to invite you to go with Aetius. ”

"Me, Aetius?" Luga couldn't understand it, but since it was Augusta's request, he could only obey his fate.

Along the way, he muttered in his heart, what kind of medicine is sold in this Plasettia's gourd? With so much attention to him and Aetius, what was she trying to express or what kind of ideas did she have for the two of them?

Because of the secret question involved, Luga and Aetius were led by the attendants to the interior of the palace, which was some distance from the hustle and bustle outside, so it was relatively quiet.

Upon entering, Augusta Platitia was seen lying on her side on her richly decorated bed, no longer dressed in festive attire, but in a relatively simple pajama-like robe. To Luga's surprise, Augusta Plasettia was not the only one here, but also the new Augusta Licinia, who, unlike before, was carrying a baby in her arms, about a year old.

"Why is she here?" Luga glanced at Licina, who was also looking at Luga, her gaze was opposite that of Luga, her eyes were shining, she was so longing, longing for Luga, who had been separated for a long time, to see her more. Luga naturally didn't dare, for the mysterious baby in Liquinia's hands, Luga was afraid that Plasettia would see something.

In short, the whole scene was very heavy, and Luga could barely breathe. He was nervous, he didn't know why Augusta Plasettia had called him here, and Aetius, but even more so because of Licchinia, what the hell was going on? Luga secretly gritted her teeth, thinking to herself, let's listen to what she has to say first.

"Augusta." Aetius said, bowing to Plasettia and Licchinia. Luga hurriedly followed, hurriedly finishing the liturgy, waiting for Augusta Plasettius to give instructions.

"Very well, it seems that the two pillars of the empire were not distracted by wine and flattery at this time." The corners of Plasity's mouth rose slightly, and a faint smile appeared, looming and quickly retracting. Then it was time to get down to business, and Platicia sat up slowly, looking at Aetius and Luga not far away.

"Quite simply, I'm talking about two main things." Plasettia looked at the two of them and said unhurriedly: "For the indelible contributions made by the two of them to the empire, I, and Augustus are naturally in the eyes. I know very well that the mere awarding of the two of them as outstanding cannot be compared with their merits. ”

Speaking of this, Luga was wondering if he should give in, after all, modesty is a virtue, but glancing at Aetius beside him, he actually puffed up his chest with a smug face, which made Luga can't help but come back to his senses again, think about it carefully, modesty can't work here.

I only heard Plasettia continue: "The new annual consul is about to be canonized, and this long-vacant position needs someone to fill it. Prassitia said, looking at Aetius and then at Luga, and said with a serious face, "I want you two to be consuls for a year, so that they can match their merits." ”

"God bless you, my Augusta." As soon as Platicia's words were finished, Aetius began to bow and give blessings. He didn't even think about whether he was up to the position, but accepted Augusta's canonization in full. "Your decision was wise, and I swear to God that I won't let you down."

"What are you thinking? Lord Luja. Augusta Platitia looked back at Luga, who was still stunned at this time, and finally came back to his senses.

"Oh, oh, thank you, thank you Augusta." Luga hurriedly saluted, and it was regarded as such a canonization. However, such a reckless act did not seem to be pleasing to Plasettia, and Augusta let out a long sigh, as if he had secretly forgiven the young general in his heart.

"Second thing." Augusta Platitia turned her face to Lickinia, who was sitting beside her, and the child in her arms was so lovely that the elderly woman could not help but reach out and caress the tender little face. This made Luga breathe a sigh of relief, and he wondered in his heart what exactly Plasity was thinking. This suspicious baby made Luga's hands secretly sweat.

"King of the Vandals, Gaisarik." Plassitia's words made Luga breathe a long sigh of relief, only to hear Augusta continue: "His son Huneric has come to us as a hostage because of the war. Of course, the senators in the Senate agreed that in order for the Empire to be able to live peacefully with the Vandals and form a strong alliance, it was agreed that we should betroth the one-year-old Yudoria to Hunerik. ”

"Is that what the patriarchs mean?" Aetius asked.

Plassitia nodded slightly, and Aetius said no more, as if he agreed with the authority of the Senate.

At this point, Plasettia couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said in a heavy tone: "This is certainly unfair to a baby who doesn't understand anything, but after all, we are the Purple Chamber, the rulers of this empire, and our family should dedicate everything we have to this country." ”

Although Plasettia spoke earnestly, Liquinia kept looking at Luga with the child in her arms, she bit her lip and looked at Luga with her eyes, as if she wanted him to stand up, even if she didn't say a word, or raised objections, but Luga stood there as if she was stupid and did not answer.