Li Bida laughed again, then beckoned, and the clerk reluctantly came over with a writing stand, because they thought the debate was a waste of time.

And Li Bida also set the water timepiece in front of him, and then made a gesture to Febilia asking to speak, "Madam, you had better speak strictly, you must know that I defeated your husband here back then." ”

"Beating my old husband is nothing." Febilia's bold remark immediately drew applause from the women, "May I ask the chief counsellor and the consul, have there been taxes against women since ancient times?" ”

Hearing this question, Octavian was asked, he cleared his throat, and then gestured to the young clerk next to him with his eyes, and the other party also lowered his head, and secretly quickly shook his head, saying, "I, who am familiar with the law, can tell you with certainty that since ancient times, women have not been taxed."

"This is an extraordinary time, I repeat, it is an extraordinary time, and I hope that you and all the honorable women can understand the difficulties of the country and the army." Then, Young Caesar Octavian responded with a more stern and public attitude, and then he felt that he was not confident enough, and looked at Li Bida next to him, but saw that the other party was grunting, wiping his face and neck with a silk handkerchief, it seems that he was shot by that group of noblewomen just now.

By the time he turned his face again, Febilia had seized his gap and launched a further attack, "Extraordinary times? Now even we know that today is nothing more than a civil war, and if you and the consuls have invincible force, can it be more dangerous than when Hannibal's army came to the city? At that time, it was our wife who took the initiative to donate all the gold and silver jewelry. Financing for the military. But the archons and the young you"

"You just said 'young'? Excuse me, dear lady. Why are you emphasizing this term? Dissatisfied, Caesar put down his iron hook pen and interrupted Febilia's speech, and hundreds of noblewomen immediately shouted, "Let our Febilia speak, you stinky child, let your energy go to the brothel, or find us, and let your mother rest assured." ”

Octavian was so frightened that he quickly shut up, so Febilia continued. "Just now the consul threatened to say that we are listed as public enemies, which is good? Who are your public enemies? The murderer of the dictator of Julius, the army on a different side than you on the battlefield, the political enemy who threatens your power, if you think that the women of Rome are public enemies in any of these three things, then declare it! ”

"Speak clearly, speak clearly!" Now, the ladies have concentrated their firepower on Li Bida, who is sitting in the second seat. Li Bida kept wiping his hands and robe with a silk handkerchief, while constantly hahaving, "You can discuss slowly."

Then. The second round of "golden juice and jade liquid" splashed again, and Li Bida hurriedly shouted, "Reduce the number of people!" Not a tax, only a donation! ”

Octavian was so shocked that he took the case, but Li Bida sat in place, with a very aggrieved expression, indicating that what he had just said was also a last resort.

"If the chief consul can have such a loving heart, then I will first take the initiative to give ten tarrants for fundraising, and the rest of the honorable women, if their assets are less than one hundred tarents, they can be exempted from fundraising, and pay three tarents from one hundred to three hundred, and then the same amount as me and the wives of the chief executives, I wonder if this will satisfy everyone present, whether it is on the men's side or the women's side?" In the end, Caesar's wife Korpunia finalized the plan, and Li Bida quickly agreed, and the young Caesar had no choice but to finally give in.

Thus the "army of noblewomen" declared a great victory, and each returned triumphantly, and the sunset shone into the Grand Court, and the listless Octavian demanded that the financial slaves continue to count the "amount of fundraising" that had been changed in the plan, and at last only three or four hundred noblewomen were left to reach the threshold of fundraising, so that the total amount of money obtained may not even be fifteen hundred Talents, and this money will have to be divided equally among three people.

Li Bida, who was holding back a smile, patted the young archjuritist on the shoulder and comforted, "It's okay, now the soldiers of each legion can finally cash in the reward of 1,000 to 2,000 dinars, and the rest can tell the soldiers that after the national tax is stabilized, the remaining 3,000 dinars can be cashed in slowly." ”

"Also, when the armies of Brutus and Cassiyo have been defeated, taxes can be collected from the cities of Greece and Asia Minor, and the loopholes and the treasury will soon be filled." Young Caesar's words seem to be both comforting himself and "not to be outdone" to his guardian.

Before Li Bida could continue to speak, there was a lot of noise outside, and Antony ran from Emperor Vegalon's "decoration site" with a violent, with the Centurion Guard, and he rushed into the grand court and shouted, "The new plan is clear?" ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Anthony was speechless, and he spread his hands to the two people speechlessly, and said, "With a few words, we can make hundreds of elders and thousands of knights fall to the ground, how can it be planted in the hands of a woman today?" We still have 200 million Cesses missing, what should we do? Then he took his seat, and after a while he rose anxiously and in a great rage, "Now the income from the conscription, calculated by the slaves of Turinus, is only a quarter of what we expected, and it is the damned Febilia who is stirring up the trouble, and there must be her husband Cicero behind the scenes—and then our prestige will be lost, for tomorrow Cicero will mobilize the women of all Rome to ride on us and do their best—hey, little friend of Turinus, I think I can put that old guy on the list. ”

After hearing Anthony's words, Young Caesar bit the hook pen and sat silently in his seat, Anthony laughed, raised his hand, and said, "I understand, I understand, the child who grew up in the academy is very in awe of the old-fashioned teacher's ruler, he beat your face and hands, and you have to take off your pants, with a coquettish tone, and say to the teacher Are you going to spank me next?" Isn't that the case, when you asked that bastard of Cicero before, was it like this, alas? ”

"Please don't make this offensive tone again, I'm just thinking about the crime of conviction." Young Caesar raised his head suddenly, under the grass yellow hair, a pair of pale green pupils, emitting a faint and terrifying light, and in his mind, Febilia's hearty laughter, and white neck, and toned body suddenly welled up, and then an even more terrible thought arose. (To be continued......)