The young nobleman, however, did not look discouraged or annoyed, he only looked up at the chief legal officer who was overseeing the vote, and then he picked up his writing board and water timepiece, and hurried towards the side hall of the grand court, as if he were hiding from something.

Just as the judge and Principia's counsel were about to inquire about this strange phenomenon, they felt the ground tremble slightly, and the whole square seemed to have the sound of thousands of running bulls roaring, and as the howling wind blew in, even Principia, who was replenishing the powder, froze her expression and pricked up her ears, and this tidal wave of violent sound became closer and closer, because according to the standards of ancient Roman architecture, the walls and paint of a collective meeting place such as the Temple of the Concorde or the Grand Court must have a special design to ensure that the sound does not disperse or sink, so that everyone present can clearly hear the speech of the venue, so now this churning loud sound outside once it enters here, it almost gives people a deafening feeling.

About a quarter of a quarter of an hour later, all the servants on the steps outside the courtroom were beaten by the mob that had come from them, their clothes and weights were torn and shredded, and they crawled in all their bodies covered with scars and souls, and the chief counsel and the jury rose up in a loud and frightened manner, and asked what was going on outside, but one of the courtshals was quick-witted, and trotted hastily, ready to call for someone to hurry to close the door of the courtroom, but as soon as he crossed the direction of the patio, he was accurately struck in the forehead by a brick that flew in from outside, Immediately fainting and not moving, Printhia scratched her face with her hand and screamed in panic.

But this was only the beginning of the nightmare, and then bricks, rotten fruit, and feces continued to pass through the gates or vents. Crash in like a summer rainstorm. The jury members and the in-house counsel are seasoned men. They deftly ran towards the protruding area where the mob was out of range for the time being, like countless happy little turtles.

Printhia screamed, and under the protection of her defender, she was ready to brave the "rain of bullets" to climb to safety, but there were so many competitors that she was crawling around, and she suddenly felt the pain of not being able to stay, when a mob occupied the ventilation hole above. Scolding that the court had been tainted by money and power, and that she had connived at a courtesan who had instructed the assassins to assassinate the heroes of the Republic, Printhia realized that the gang had come specifically to find her bad luck, but before she could say anything, the mob condescendingly spotted her, and then, like the first battle hero to rush the enemy's walls, raised her hands behind her and shouted, "I have found the most despicable character!" Then more men and women climbed up from the vents, and a dozen hands were like rolling wheels. The first to be knocked down was Principia's defender, who had a hard tile in the middle of his face. Immediately, blood burst out of her nostrils and eye sockets, and splattered on Printhia's beautiful clothes, and she was so dispossessed that she could only stay where she was, until a bubble of foul-smelling cow dung struck her hair, which had been carefully curled this morning, and then the filth ran down her hair hotly, until she was covered in it, and she broke down completely, and sat on the ground and wept.

But Claudius's mob did not stop, and they had to settle accounts with the chief legal officer who was said to have taken bribes, and with a cry of victory, the mob excitedly pushed open the door of the grand court, and at first they hesitated, for fear that they would be punished afterwards for offending this sacred place of law, but when they looked back and saw Claudius shouting slogans and running towards this side in person, just like the soldiers who saw the general himself leading the charge on the battlefield, all their courage was aroused, They trampled on the filthy water that filled the hall, and beat everyone present with their fists, not the clerks, the servants, the jury, or the citizens who were watching, but Printhia became the object of special care, and the mob tore her clothes and left her naked and humiliated—verbally abused, beaten, and molested

As the chief counsel was about to escape from the small door, he and several of his followers were already blocked by the mob, and then fell into a frenzied flanking attack, and the mob not only beat him to the ground in anger, but also two prostitutes snatched his wallet, scattered a lot of gold and silver coins from it, and shouted that this was the bribe that the other party had received, and the result was self-evident, the chief counsellor's money was looted.

The storm of sadism lasted for about a quarter and a half before it ended, and the entire courtroom was in shambles, with wounded people lying on its feet, and the smooth stone floor resembling acne-ridden human faces, and portraits, tables, chairs, and feathered boards all destroyed.

Claudius then withdrew to the Temple of the Goddess of Virtue like a triumphant general with a whirlwind of thousands of mobs to the sound of the trumpets of his supporters, and no one dared to pursue the matter, and this result made Claudius very satisfied, like a man who eats a cherry, is happy to try a greater sweetness.

And Princia, who was covered in feces, her hair dripping with yellow and black dirty water, and her clothes were torn to shreds, holding a broken portrait board with a dull eye, covering her body, in the laughter of many beggars at the door, she shook down the steps of the great court step by step, and saw that her sedan chair below was also doused with all kinds of filth, and all kinds of paintings and words were smeared with chalk mud and low-grade dyes, and the palanquin man and the maid had already fled to the point where she could go, she threw down the portrait board slowly, knelt and touched the railing of the sedan chair, and sobbed mournfully.

On the other side of the smoke, Claudia, who was slightly on the gorgeous sedan chair, was full of spring breeze, and praised Li Bida who was standing respectfully next to her, she even took Li Bida's hand and stroked it, she has always competed with Princia to win, and now seeing her opponent like this, of course, it is like standing on the shore in the breeze, and seeing others struggling in the waves, "Libidaeus, you are doing too right, it is so good, I absolutely agree with this regard, I even support Marcos and the tuna to stay away from this femme fatale, You have done enough to protect the Lord, for the sake of your adoptive father, and for me, the former mother and sister. ”

Li Bida politely broke away from the sticky hand of the master mother, and then paced in front of Prinzia, Prinzia looked up and saw him, so she crawled forward like a snake, raised her hand to hold the corner of Li Bida's clothes, but was quickly dodged away by Plida, "Dear Príncia, you should be at ease to be my friend, not to be my enemy." ”

Seeing that the other party couldn't speak, Li Bida sighed lightly, bared his teeth, and then said: "Give you three days to leave the city of Rome for a while, otherwise the punishment will continue." (To be continued......)