Sometimes fame is not a thing to be happy about, at least in ancient Roman society, after killing in Caesar's arena and winning countless glory, Zhang Ce also felt uncomfortable, those Roman women, like flies around every day, sniffing your body, touching every muscle of the champion gladiator. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This feels terrible, if it were another gladiator, he might like this scene, but Zhang Ce is not used to it. The perfume of those Roman women was smeared all over the body, and the strong smell almost suffocated Zhang Ce, however, following Greyus to various banquets, he had to enter such an occasion.

"Gray, it's two months before the referendum, and Pompeii has already sent out a list of people on the list to convince those on the list."

"Vote, what other candidates for official positions have not yet been determined?"

At the lavish dinner of the Roman aristocracy, Zhang Ce was completely surrounded by all kinds of Roman women, while Graeus and Batinius sat in the relatively sparsely populated courtyard, briefly talking about the next work.

Since Graeus and Batinius have already thrown themselves on the side of the Triumvirate, this year, the people on the Triumvirate side will also start calling these Senate members to act. And the core of all actions is to first do a good job in the next year, the consuls and the jurors, as well as the tribune and other important positions of the candidates must be from the side of the Triumvirate.

"The tribune can be determined, but the vote of the judge also needs to be noted, and many nobles are not very satisfied with the candidate given by Pompey, so we may have to go around it ourselves and convince them one by one. Cast your vote for Marcus Gaius. ”

Battinius first threw out the progress and problems of the work, and then half lay down in the rocking chair and watched Graeus's reaction. In fact, Graeus was a person who had just joined the Triumvirate, and in order to prevent him from being a spy sent by the pro-Senate, Pompeii arranged for Bartinius to be by Graeus's side, to observe and keep an eye on this declining Roman nobleman, and even, if it was really impossible to judge, he could send someone to test it. And Batinius's scheming, as well as the task behind it, Grayus is completely unaware. However, Gray quickly responded to his friend's question.

"We'll leave tomorrow and split up, and I'll look for the people on the list one by one. But there's a question, what are we going to do if we can't convince them, or if they suddenly change their minds on election day? ”

Gray has always regarded Batinius as his iron brother, but in the crisis-ridden and intriguing Roman aristocratic society, it is difficult to find true friends, although Batinius also thinks that Graeus, his old partner, regards himself as a true friend most of the time, but after too many betrayals and conspiracies, Batinius no longer dares to trust anyone, the nobles' cities are too deep, and their veils will be uncovered layer by layer, and the conspiracy behind the conspiracy will be discovered, so in Gray's problem, Batinius still left a lot of leeway not to put the whole plan on the ground.

"To persuade a person to do something, there are only two means - money and intimidation. If at that time, anyone is not willing to follow your advice and vote for Marcus, then you can solve it with money, if it is not enough, you can come to me, Pompeii has already divided some of the assets for me to deal with, but you know, most of that money is Crassus's. As for meeting people who can't even be impressed by money, I think you know how to deal with it? You have so many great assassins under your command, I think many of you will still be obedient when the sword is on your neck. ”

Bartinius said coldly. Graeus even suspected that his friend and friend for more than ten years was not as sincere and trusting as he was back then. His eyes were deep and deep, and he could not see the trust and sincerity of his youth. His methods are no longer above board, but full of insidious and despicable. But the war for power is like this, and the Senate, which is quiet and peaceful on the surface, has long been surging behind the scenes.

"Okay, that's all for the task, you and I will solve the list matter tomorrow, don't let the topic be heavy again tonight, come on, let's go outside and blend in the joyful atmosphere of this festival."

Seeing Gray's worried expression, Bartinius turned his words around and re-energized the atmosphere on the court. In fact, as Pompeii's right-hand man, doing things for the Triumvirate, this is all Batinus can say, and the next thing to see is Graeus's own performance, whether it can be reused, or whether it can be reused, or wait until the core of the Triumpit to speak, can be determined, before that, Batinius can only maintain a certain degree of wariness of Gray and observe from time to time.

"I heard that the gladiators who slaughtered at Caesar's athletic tournament that day and commanded their own men to defeat the phalanx of the legion were slaves of your family?"

In the courtyards of Roman mansions, the topics of conversation with men were different, and the things that Roman noble women talked about were more about entertainment and enjoyment of life. Spa, strong gladiator slaves, silk, spices, were the subject of much conversation, and very few Roman women were in control, with the possible exception of Octavian's mother. Only now, she has not appeared in the history of Rome.

"Aduneus, the slave you spoke of."

Portilla didn't use a question mark, but blurted out Zhang Ce's name directly. This gladiator slave "noble" Portilla was all too familiar, and there was no man she couldn't get it, except for this Aduneus, the Roman name of Zhang Ce in this world. And every time Aduneus achieves a result, it is undoubtedly equivalent to a slap in the face, hitting Portilla in the face. His husband uses the hairy boy to reveal his past scandals, and Adurneus uses the arena to become a superstar and become the jewel of Gray's palm. In this way, it is even more impossible for him to manipulate the boy again. So when it comes to Zhang Ce, Portilla is undoubtedly gritting his teeth.

"How? Did that slave come over today? I think you've brought him here, come on, let me meet him. ”

O valiant gladiator, you are so charming, yours (two hundred words omitted here). In short, the gladiators of ancient Rome were always the idols of women, they were very men and brave. Batinus's wife couldn't even wait to meet the legendary gladiator.

"Yes."

Portilla reluctantly brought other noble women to Zhang Ce's face. And as soon as those * women saw the official's wife coming, they all retreated one after another, allowing these noble women of the upper class to contact the great heroes in their minds.

"He's not strong enough as a gladiator, oh, I mean, he's not as tall as I thought he was."

At Caesar's gladiatorial competition, Victoria did not participate, so she did not see Zhang Ce's face with her own eyes. In the eyes of the Romans, a gladiator capable of such an achievement should have been a very strong man, stronger than the Gauls. But Zhang Ce's first impression of Victoria was that this gladiator was still a child. But he's really fascinating.

Victoria approached Zhang Ce again.

From this distance, Zhang Ce could once again smell the strong perfume emanating from this Roman woman. Obviously, as in Bolivia, this woman of the Bartinius family lived a life of luxury. These women are not what Zhang Ce is looking for, but at the moment, he has to adapt to this environment.

"He looks inexperienced."

Victoria approached Zhang Ce and walked down quickly, and from what she said was inexperienced, the other women present also knew what it meant, and they all showed evil smiles.