The street poet was stunned, and then the whole scene changed, and several armed slaves immediately grabbed Piatius, and threw him up outside the villa of Prima, and the poet fell on the street like a straight ruler, and then rose like a folding ruler, and his mouth was full of blood from his nostrils, and he really did not know how an ordinary poem about same-sex love could arouse so much anger and disgust from the former cavalry commander.

However, Li Bida soon changed his mind again, and he sent slaves again, and when the poet thought that this time he was going to be beaten to death in the street, he was invited by his master again, "but the salary will be cut in half." ”

So Piatius wiped off his nosebleeds again, went back jubilantly, and stood beside Li Bida circle chair, showing that he was a "chosen" talent, even if he was a little injured and hung up some color, and then Li Bida saw the young man with dry and golden hair in the team, and when he turned around to leave with a complicated feeling, he called out to him in advance and asked him what his name was.

The helpless blonde young man could only turn back and bow to the former cavalry commander without losing courtesy, and say, "My name is Publius. Virgilius. Marlowe, in fact, I was very excited, very excited, you know, I was born in a village in the province of Gaul, Shannan, and my parents were both Latin and Gaul, maybe, perhaps, only you and Caesar would be willing to approve of my desire to write poetry and integrate into Rome, so I brought the scroll with me today, but, however, I saw what you just did, it seems that you are not particularly interested in real art, so"

"Virgil. Virgil. Li Bida imitated the other party's stuttering. Then he smiled and held up the skewer okra and said while eating. "The art of poetry is meant to serve the political arena, it is not free, the poet can pursue independent character and sing the praises of pastoral pastures, but poetry itself cannot be separated from the entanglements of the civic square, I don't know if you understand it - but let me listen to your poems, right? As long as you can get the appreciation of the upper class, let your poetics carry forward. Why not? ”

These words comforted Virgil, so he picked up the scroll of poetry very seriously, which made Li Bida feel very familiar and favorable, he seemed to recall the picture of his own time in the original era, organizing and participating in the poetry club in school, and then Virgil's stuttering disappeared, and he read aloud very smoothly, but sonorously, "This is the hometown of Turbulent Clouds." This is a place where the Hurricane is alive, and here King Aeolus keeps the struggling winds and howling storms in a great cavern. Just a few lines to read. Everyone around them couldn't help but applaud, especially little Horace, who cast envious glances at him.

Later, Li Bida also sincerely appreciated, and he immediately said to Virgil, you are the leader of the team, of course, your job is not to carry a pickaxe and a shovel to dig the ancient city of Troy, but to sit in the halls and temples of Fort Lypida, enjoy the sunny couch and fine wine, and record the surrounding scenery and the terroir along the Aeneas into a poem - "But, my dear Virgil, perhaps your opening introduction can be changed. ”

Then the two servants took down the test paper and handed it to Li Bida, who read it and said, "You are going to tell the story of the war and the legend of a man, but in it Aeneas also has many faithful comrades, just as Caesar also has many, so I just hope that you can also add one of them, his name is Phaetong, the son of the god of war from the far east, who joined Aeneas when he escaped from the city of Troy, and once prophesied, after seven centuries apart, His descendants will also come to the aid of the descendants of Aeneas, and the descendants of Venus. ”

Virgil immediately stayed where he was, losing his temper, the naturalized foreigner in front of him was now in power in Rome, his power spanned the government and the opposition, and he had countless patrons under him, and he was also Caesar's most personal deputy, and before he came to enlist, of course, he understood from the bottom of his bones what was the purpose of Caesar and Li Pida spending so much money to "explore" the roots of the Roman nation, wasn't it to put on a sacred robe for their dictatorship over the republic? That's why I think of their group of poets, and I want to introduce them to the opulent upper class, which is what Virgil expected, the poet's creation is like a "mother bear licking cub", often spending a lot of energy, completing hundreds of lines of work in the abdomen, and finally condensed out, only a few lines remain, they can't afford to be poor, and Virgil's biggest dream in life is to be able to proudly say, "Greek poets, please give way, because I am going to create." ”

Thinking of this, Virgil still lowered his head and expressed his willingness to consider the request of the former cavalry commander, so Li Bida couldn't help but laugh happily, pointed at Virgil and said, "The greatest achievement of a poet is to create his own world, isn't it?" So the character of Faethon can be seen as the spice that spices up the whole epic, even if the republic conquered the whole of Europa, it needs to import what it doesn't need from a distant foreign country, right? ”

These words relieved Virgil's psychological burden, and then Li Bida ordered that all those who came to apply for jobs today would be given gifts worth 200 dinars, and if they succeeded, they would be given 300 dinars, "If you are not a citizen of Rome before, according to the Emilius Act, the citizenship rights will be granted in advance, and there is no need to worry that this is what His Excellency Caesar has long approved - after so many years of war, under the statistics of our Executive Yuan, the population of citizens has plummeted by half, so Caesar is implementing a new plan, and he plans to be certified according to property qualifications." Eighty thousand of the poorest and most proletarian citizens of Tebrisli were colonized abroad, and land and settlement fees were distributed among them, and at the same time wealthy and active people from other provinces were brought in and granted citizenship, so that the Roman city was the most civilized and stable city in the world. ”

Then Li Bida got up and asked the poets and writers to go to Kelly's to receive the stipend, and at this time, under the flower gallery, a man suddenly began to cry, which startled Li Bida and looked closer, it turned out to be the Scythian doctor Timosius!

Just now, Timoxiu also came to ask for peace in accordance with the rules, and after hearing what Li Bida said, he actually started crying, it turned out that he had suffered a cold shoulder and was sad, especially after hearing that Li Bida said that he would recruit foreigners to be regular citizens, he became even more uneasy, for fear that Li Bida would make a mistake and omit him.

So Li Bida immediately comforted him, saying that he would not forget his former friend, "In Caesar's new citizenship grant plan, it is to relocate those who can only eat relief food and sell votes, and the focus is on the rich foreigners, as well as writers, doctors, architects, etc., Timo Xiu told me, how much assets do you have now when you opened a clinic?" (To be continued......)