Caesar! It was astonishing, Calabis thought to himself, since he had crossed over to the present, but he had met the first three giants, although none of them recognized him: Pompey in Silesia, Crassus in the villa of Lucuras Campegna, and Caesar in the municipal hall.

It seems that Caesar was at this time far less mixed than Pompey, and he was still in the early stages of his career, because there were four municipal magistrates, two high-ranking municipal officials, and two civilian municipal officials, the former in charge of urban construction and the latter mainly in charge of the festival celebrations, Julius. Caesar, a descendant of Venus, the goddess of beauty, was a commoner magistrate, and as for his former position, which was later mentioned by Cames, it was the governor of the Appian Strip when Calabis came to Rome.

Caesar glanced at it, and rushed to the back hall, and after a while, sure enough, forty or fifty people in knights' cloaks walked in in a group, and when they saw Kaimez in front of the official table, they asked: "Where did the bald man go?" ”

"We don't have bald people here." Kaimez coped with a smile.

"It's Julius. Caesar! A young knight, anxious and straightforward.

"Dear nouveau riche, this is debatable, Lord Julius, who is now only slightly bald, like a newborn bird in autumn, with sparse and pink hair—wait, you have no right to turn over my desk." The knights were too lazy to talk to the open mestos, and turned over the huge official table, as if Caesar were hiding under it. Seeing that the search was fruitless, they shouted "in the back hall" and rushed to the back of the portal, and Calabis also saw the commotion, and walked to the back hall with Kaimais.

The back hall was also empty, with a few couches and a row of cabinets for storing papers, and when they rushed in, they found that no one was there, but that the window facing the street was opened, and the corners of Caesar's robe were tied on it. "The bald man must have escaped from here with his robe." Several knights cried out on the windowsill, "Yes, Lord Julius, I have gone to the Senate for a hearing." As he spoke, a group of men rushed out again, shouting to wait for him at the door of the Senate.

All of a sudden, only Calabis and Kaimais were left in the back hall, and the wind of early spring blew in, lifting the curtain on the side, and then Kaimais said softly: "Honorable Municipal Officer, it turns out that you didn't jump out of the window." Calabis was also slightly frightened, and Caesar, shirtless, stayed behind the curtains of the windows that swayed in the wind, like a pale gecko.

"It's a trick to deceive the enemy, a subtle tactic, it's hard for you to understand Kaimes, but I'm different, I've fought many wars with barbarians and pirates, and I know it well." Caesar pulled up the robe from the window and put it back on himself, "Kaimez, I have to leave the Municipal Department for a while, this debt collection team of 100 has to pester me for a long time, I must hide in Tibet, so that I am not a golden young man in Rome, but a bankrupt." I'll leave the chores here to you, and if there's anything you can't decide, go to my personal slave. Caesar's voice was gentle and impossibly magnetic, his hair was a beautiful blonde yellow, but it was indeed a little thin, meticulously combed back, and his dress was very elegant, and his fingers were slender, which showed that he was a pleasure seeker.

"We're here to help." Kaimex was respectful. Caesar turned back and smiled at him, and the corners of his eyes had thin crow's feet, which made his smile so convincing, and then he saw Calabis and asked in a tone of surprise, "Is this one from Asia?" Still a freeman. ”

"Yes, Lord Julius, my patron is Lucuras, who has just triumphed from the battlefields of the East." Calabis replied with some excitement.

Caesar Haha laughed, and said that it is very good, and I will soon handle the triumphal ceremony of your patronage, although it is a small triumphal pose, but I will definitely satisfy your patronage and the whole of Rome, after saying that, he asked the name of Calabis, and said I remember you, and then left like a whirlwind, and left a sentence for Calabis: "In the city of Rome, either be a dice or a dice roll." ”

"Alas, who called the Venus of Lord Julius, who has become in decline! He had to raise money for his career everywhere. When he came out, Kaimais didn't treat Calabis as an outsider at all, and said with emotion.

"Are those knights Caesar's creditors?"

"Yes, there is nothing strange about this in Rome. With the assets of 300,000 Sesdes, you can be certified as a knight, and these people either own brick kilns, or own shops, put usury, or go to other provinces to work as tax collectors, and the money rolls over. Like Julius, he needs money to run for office, money to buy votes, money to bribe procurators and soothsayers, and he owes almost a hundred tarrants. "If I had money, I would definitely do my best for Your Excellency, and how much joy he has brought to the citizens since he became a city magistrate for half a year!" Large-scale operas, performances of sword slaves on land and water, various festivals, free banquets, and so on. ”

Calabis asked suspiciously: "Isn't this money paid for by the treasury of the Republic?" "You are a friend in a foreign land, no wonder you don't know, every magistrate not only cannot take money from the treasury, but also puts his property into the treasury, and Lord Julius is using his life to please everyone!" That's fine, the republic can't please the people, so let those who are willing to please the people do it. ”

At this time, in the Curia Chamber of the Roman Senate before sunset, a quarrel was raging over the triumphal ceremony of Lucuras, whose guilt was undoubtedly rejected, but whether he would be able to enjoy it was doubtful. In the hall of Curia, on the circular stepped seats, there was a-for-tat confrontation, and the sound was one level higher, so that the fascists in front of the door kept tapping the ground with their bundles, hoping to maintain a quiet negotiation. One of the Pompey councillors stood up and made an impassioned speech, the content of which was extremely long, and the main points were nothing more than the one that Demetrius had summed up at the time, but his words constantly aroused the applause and applause of the other Pompey supporters, who looked triumphantly at the aristocratic councillors sitting across from them, to see how they could cope with their own reactions.

"Oh my God, you guy, when will you be able to be as luxurious as Lucuras, make money as Crassus, and speak like my little Cato!" After the other party's statement was finished, little Cato pinched the chest of Toga's robe and stood up for a burst of ridicule, which caused a commotion in the hall.