"Not every man can afford to go to Corinth." - As the ancient Greek proverb goes, the temple of love in this city housed more than a thousand high-ranking prostitutes

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"It reminds me of the traditional verdant valleys of the British Isles, with the cold waters and misty rain and fog, and after taking this bite, my whole body warms up, as if I had participated in the Vulcan sacrifice." At the side of the pot, a group of guests sat around each other, and Virgil said involuntarily after tasting it.

Caesar also tasted it, and then commented to all the guests, "I have been to Britain, which was only a legendary island, and it was the expedition of the fleet that made it a reality in the poet's pen. But it was not as pleasant as the poet said, and the scenery was beautiful, but it had nothing to do with the miners, who could only huddle in the pits of thick fur, sucking in the dirty dust, worshipping the statue of the god of fire carved into the rock, and their wives sent it down in hanging baskets, and then the group of people ate these things on fire in deep and terrible caves that could only leak the starlight. Then Caesar brought the spoon to his lips, took another sip, and then announced his thoughts to the silent guests, "This delicious and sweet taste, it reminds me of death." ”

Most of the guests did not dare to say anything about Caesar's strange grandeur, but the philosopher Tylagnon invited by Lypita asked, "Death is a very good subject, and I did not expect His Excellency the Dictator to take an interest in it, every day we live." Isn't it all about preparing for how to accept death? ”

Brilliant lights. and splendid frescoes. Caesar smiled and leaned back on the couch, agreeing with Tyranion's words, "You may find it strange, but I have been thinking about this question since I was a child, what is death, and what will we do in death?" The Romans did not need to delude themselves into the ridiculous and humble idea that after death a person is alive and born again, as the Egyptians or Germanic people did. Those who can face death calmly are the truly strong. ”

"Then ask Your Excellency the Dictator to express his insight into death." The host, Lybida, made this request, and the guests applauded, and Caesar took a glass from the small side, pondered for a moment, and then, like a poet or an orator, said, "Death is like this soup, which reminds me of the life of a miner in England, for death is like a dark and deep cavern, and all that we have in life will be reduced to a torch when the time comes." Bright torches, and then I hold the fire. In the tunnel of death, I will continue to explore the greater light, illuminated with all kinds of beautiful frescoes along the way, myths, wisdom, wars, emotions, I will know all the mysteries of the known unknown world like a true philosopher, and in this happiness, I do not know the cold and heat of the years, it has nothing to do with me, I will finally turn into a skeleton, and in the course of my slow journey, I will suddenly see the light, and then-" Caesar said this, and then he took his glass and said to all the people present, I entered a palatial dining room, and drank with all the people who had been transformed into skeletons, Socrates, Plato, Moro, and, of course, you, including the sages who came after me, and shared the great and sweet discoveries of the journey of death. Come, for the muse. ”

Impressed by his open-mindedness and resourcefulness, the guests laughed, took their drinks together, and shouted a toast to the Muse.

At this moment, Dehemoth, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly added a question, "What do you think is the favorite way to die?" ”

Caesar's gaze turned gently to him, and then he said slowly but firmly, "I like the sudden death the most, the kind that does not have any burden, and does not need to say goodbye to my hundreds of lovers." As a result, there was another light-hearted laughter.

In the depths of the flower gallery after the dinner, Caesar sat in the room and sighed that because of the thunderstorm, the clouds were too thick, and the guide was missing the moonlight at today's banquet. ”

"Well, Libidaus, I know you care about me, but you should care more about the world, I will probably suffer extreme death according to the script I like, right? But that doesn't matter, I'm going to be the one to sing in the epic anyway. Caesar was still sitting there, and said.

At this time, Li Bida's hand pressed Caesar's shoulder and said, "Maybe you should live and let all the miracles of your dreams happen." ”

"I will live, but I may not be able to bring about miracles, because that thing torments me, when I was a treasurer, when I went to Spain to see the statue of Alexander the Great in the Temple of Mercury the Great, I felt that I had reached the age of my establishment, but I had not been able to achieve such achievements, but now although I have lived twenty years longer than him, I have finally achieved the same feats as him, in which I have won Pompey, and I have won over Crassus, and how many people have fallen there before the journey has even begun, Turning into bones at the feet of others, like the Ilion you found, where is the glory and prosperity? It has been completely obliterated by monstrous waves and merciless wind and dust, and only names can live forever, Julius. Caesar, the future generations will be crowned with this name. After saying that, Caesar stood up, turned his hand and patted Li Bida on the shoulder, said "Take care, please", and left.

In the middle of the night, a token officer on horseback came to the camp of the Sixth Legion at the Mars Colonel's field, and the chief centurion on duty, Hebrida, hurriedly called to open the camp gate to greet him, "Convey the order of the cavalry commander, that the legion and the city legion shall immediately rendezvous and move to the Tiber River to set up camp, and that the camp shall be closed for management in the next market day, and that if any envoy sent except the dictator and the two cavalry commanders come to ask for takeover, they will be unconditionally expelled or even killed!" ”

Then the soldiers came from the camp, dressed and armed, and walked towards the area of the river island, lighting a long fire dragon.

After the sound of trumpets and horns, Brutus on the couch could not sleep in the dark with his eyes open, the so-called plan had been set last night, and Cassiyo used the ceremony of his son wearing Toga's robe as an excuse to gather all the core members to his house, and elaborated the process and contingency plan.

But Cassillo, Spinzer, and other leaders were still not at ease with him, and in the night there were constantly people who came to urge, dressed in black clothes, and delivered all kinds of notes in the doorway, or short taps, accompanied by the terrible cries of the night owls, and Posia, who was asleep beside Brutus, quietly turned over, covered her mouth with her hands, and tears continued to flow, but tried not to make a sound. (To be continued......)