What is even more unbearable is that the same person who previously labeled Eurabella, Brutus, and Cassiio as "murderers" and "public enemies", and Ciceroke was also the main promoter, and now he should "sit and guide" them in what form, and this group of people wants me to go, that is, they completely regard me as a banner that can be used by the republic, and as long as I go to the city of Ephesus, I will definitely end up under house arrest.

Thinking of this, Cicero walked to the study, sat down at the table with a faint light, raised a hook pen and made a simple comparison on the paper scroll - now these three people are nested in Greece and Asia Minor, and all the strength together is only three or four legions, but what about Li Bida and Young Caesar, the number of legions in Italy alone is nearly ten, although the little Pompey brothers are also recruiting troops in Spain at the same time, but after all, time is limited, and it is not possible to become a climate for the time being, and the whip is beyond reach.

"However, they killed Dehemoth and entered Rome with so many legions, I am afraid it was also a bad coming." The more Cicero thought about it, the more his heart felt like a mess, and he couldn't help but remember that Caesar had just crossed the Rubicon, and after he had been driven back from the Silesian province by Adiana's army, he had privately told Caesar that as long as Caesar was willing to give him a certain province and legion, he could consider changing his political position and waving the flag for Caesar, after all, he and Caesar were brothers of the Morro Academy in Rhode Island.

Caesar's reply, however, was cold, and he only advised Cicero, "If you really agree with my ideals and goals, then come to me and act as an administrative staff; If you are still hesitant and unwilling to participate in politics. Then I will give you a large sum of money. You can go to Athens or Rhodes. Regardless of political affairs, I think it would be more suitable for you, the only academic master of the Roman Republic who could rival the Greeks. ”

In short, in Caesar's mind, he was not a qualified politician and military strategist at all, and Cicero was always full of resentment whenever he thought of this, "Then Julius, you should take a good look, won't I, Cicero, become an upright procurator now?" My dialectics. It is a treasure of the republic itself, and no one will come to crush and destroy it, you only value the army and money, but I have to take another path, and I can also reach the peak of glory. ”

When he thought of this, a third messenger actually appeared at the door, and he asked Taylor to pass on the third letter to Cicero, which was jointly sent by Libidaeus and Caesar the Young, and with excitement and apprehension, Cicero opened the list. It was full of enthusiastic words: not only to recognize him as "the most honorable living elder of the Republic", but also to award him "an eternal laurel wreath made of gold". And at once he hoped that he would not leave the city of Rome, that "you are the monument of all Apennine Italy", and if Cicero had grown tired of the post after the eighteen months of the "Inspectorate Visit" had passed, he would have chosen a province at will, and "Spain, Nepogallo, Bithynia, or Caria were all positions in which in one year could easily earn tens of millions of Cesces, and the price for this was only "the need for you to speak for us in the Senate or in the meeting place of the people's assembly".

With some mixed feelings, Cicero carefully put the letter away, and said to old Taylor, "It's a lifesaver, look at the stamps of Lypida, Caesar the Young, Panza, and even Anthony." So saying, old Taylor listened to his master's command, put the letter in the closet, closed the door and locked it.

In the click of the twisting key, Cicero carefully put on his robe, "Go and call a meeting of all the senators, I want to release Antony's brother Gaius, I must not make the situation too embarrassing immediately, since Li Bida and Young Caesar are willing to forgive him, then forgive." ”

At this time, Taylor put away the key, and then sorted out the robes for the master and the "special friend" who had lived for half his life, and rarely reminded him, "What if the legion enters the city and it is not good for you, then what should you do?" ”

"Then don't be a noisy old man, I'm willing to retire, I don't even want to live in Italy. Taylor, when the time comes, sell the few estates and villas that I have scattered around the area, and then I and Febilia will take a boat to Rhode Island and live the college life. Cicero then stood on the porch, and several birds in the garden flew up in amazement, "Forty years ago, I went there to study. Forty years later, wouldn't it be nice for me to go back there, teach rhetoric, and accompany Febilia on a tour of the mountains and rivers in my spare time? When the war subsided, she was particularly interested in the island of Rice, where Sappho and his female disciples lived a long time ago. When Cicero said this, he couldn't help but close his eyes in intoxication, thinking of the blue seashore of Rhode Island, the buildings with red tiles and white walls, and the scene of his old days and his division commander and classmates along the winding cliff path, listening to the sound of the waves and debating loudly and passionately.

Caesar had just finished his studies and left, Caesar came by boat, and they had a one-time acquaintance, when Caesar's hair was still thick, his skin was fair, his face was thin, and his eyes were full of cynicism, so his division commander Moro asked the young man who had escaped from Rome and was wanted by Sulla, "What are you here for?" ”

"I'm here to learn rhetoric and debate."

"But you can see that your life dream is not in this way."

"Yes, my purpose in doing this is to get a stepping stone to politics." Caesar replied without shame, and Cicero, who was standing next to him, felt that the kid was defiling the sacred scholarship.

But now that I think about it, what is the difference between what I did and Caesar? The only difference is that Caesar is gone, and people say that he is the master of the empire, the master of the land and the sea, the hero who surpasses the great Pompey, and the invincible commander, but who remembers the young man who jumped off the deck of the ship with a frivolous and unruly look? Only Cicero remembers.

"Will you take the urn of the girl buried here with you?" Taylor's questioning interrupted his reverie.

"Nope." Cicero thought for a moment, then quickly denied it flatly, "Turia grew up in the city of Rome, she must be lonely to leave here, right?" After saying that, Cicero looked at his daughter's tombstone in the garden and said leisurely, "The demon of death took her and her children away." Then he trembled and came to the tombstone, and gently placed a copper toy of a horse-drawn cart in his hand on the small altar, "Child, grandpa regrets not being able to see you, and your mother is happy on the other side, a traveler in this world, you still have to continue on the road." (To be continued......)