Chapter 17: Brutus's Bones (Part II)

"This is the last place I want to hide!" Brutus shouted too, and then his hand held the urn on the table, which he had obviously used to prepare his own bones, "Libita tried to bring my body to the shame of parading through the streets, but I would raise my sword and kill myself first, and then I would have Hu Congcong cremate me in secret, and send the bones back to my mother in Rome." ”

"Your mother won't love your cold bones, it will only make her more heartbroken, Brutus you are a selfish man, your soldiers, your family and your subordinates, follow you, what is it that you want, is it all those ethereal ideas in your mouth? No, they also want to live, they want peace, they also want family and entertainment, and now that the high priest can give this qiē to the people, to anyone, and his will can ensure the rational and orderly operation of the whole country, then why should he blindly fight for the dry bones in the tombs? Eurabella was also a very eloquent man, and tried to persuade Brutus, but Brutus stretched out his hand, and did not look at him squarely, but replied very resolutely, "Go Eurabela, as a former comrade-in-arms, and as a messenger of Lybidaeus now, I have no reason to kill you, but you mean that you can't move me, and if people are not willing to die for their ideals, then what difference am I from those walking dead?" ”

"But now these good citizens, and the soldiers who follow you, are not walking corpses who can die with you, you are wrong Brutus." As she spoke, she took out the board again, placed it in front of Brutus, and said that you can read it, this is the second letter that the High Priest has given you.

Brutus took it. Then he paced slowly. Looking at Li Bida's letter. The tone was very different from what the castle had said earlier, and the first letter, "Marcus, I wonder if you remember the moment when we first met?" It was on the ship to Sardinia, and your retching face was as stubborn and unruly as it is now, when you were clearly in love with your cousin Posia, but for the grievances of your ancestors. I took the initiative to propose to Yulia, but fortunately Yulia is a clever woman, she rejected you, just like rejecting life bound by the so-called idea, then I understood the real you, you are the kind of person who will be trapped by shadows while walking, come out of the illusion Brutus, I am sorry for the previous wording, but the meaning of the expression inside is indeed the same, for the sake of Severia your mother. For the sake of Bothea your wife, especially Bothia. Her hair had turned black to white, and her skin was no longer smooth and beautiful. ”

Seeing this, Brutus's jaw trembled violently, he couldn't bear to continue looking, until now, he had indeed forgotten about it, in his hometown in the city of seven hills, there was a forgotten Portia waiting for him, waiting for him stupidly.

This world has been lost, but the only thing that can remain in his heart is his wife.

Suddenly, Brutus almost collapsed, he missed his wife, but he was trapped here, thousands of miles away from her, he pinched the word board, tears were like a flood that burst the embankment, and then he began to howl, holding his chest and sobbing, this scene stunned everyone around him, including Yurabela, only to see Brutus grab the clothes on his chest, pull his hair, and keep shouting the name "Bossia, Bossia", and then knelt in front of the small table, and grabbed the short sword on it.

At this time, the person beside Eurabella, who had been sent by Li Bida to serve as a servant attendant in advance, suddenly untied the woolen clothes wrapped around his body, revealing his long hair, and also cried and pounced, and his hands immediately grabbed the tip of Brutus's sword, and blood flowed out in an instant, Brutus's eyes widened, but he saw Portia's grief-stricken face, "Are you going to force me to death, Marcus!" After saying that, she held the woolen garment in one hand, but it was a toga robe, and cried out, "You know this, yes, it is the only garment that my father used to cover his body in winter, it is the symbol of little Cato, and after my father died in the city of Marcelia, this garment was sent to the city of Rome as a relic, do you know how I survived those days?" My eyes were almost blind from crying, but I survived because I thought of you, you are my husband, Marcus. Brutus - But how can anyone leave his wife behind and die alone? Come, Brutus, plunge this sword into my chest! I want you to know that it's withered and empty inside, come on, come on! ”

As she spoke, Brutus grabbed Brutus's sword with both hands and kept pulling it towards her chest, and with a "snap", Brutus's hand grabbed Brutus's arm tightly and did not relax

About the next day, Eulabella walked out of the city of Athens and came to the high priest's barracks, "The remnants of the legions in the city are willing to surrender, and all the citizens of Athens are willing to surrender, and the war will not have to continue cruelly." ”

"Very well, what about Brutus?" The high priest asked.

"He, like Cassio, committed suicide by swallowing his sword; In addition, his wife Portia also died beside him, swallowing coals. Yurabella said with a sad face.

Hearing this result, Li Bida sighed, walked out of the tent, and saw the white Athens being caressed and lapped by the azure waves under the golden sun, muttering to himself, "Maybe this is also the best result, the great tragedy of Massella does not need to be repeated, and Brutus finally left a true gift of faith in the world." Leo and Matthias were about to make a ceremony to enter the city, and the citizens and soldiers of Athens who laid down their arms continued to be free, and the soldiers were not allowed to plunder at will. ”

Soon after, a ship sailed south from the port of Piraeus, with waves in the waves, and after some days and nights the men on it, carrying two small pottery urns, went up to the port of Ostia, and then ascended the hill and handed it before Severia, Brutus' mother.

"Is this the skeleton of my son and Posia?" Severia sat quietly in front of the urn and whispered, then she trembled and stroked the pattern with her hand, "You have finally turned into cold bones and returned to me, my son. Then she opened the lid of the urn and wanted to touch her son again, even if it was just a pile of ashes.

Inside, however, was a small tiara, which Brutus had given to her son when she had fled Rome.

Originally, it was to serve as a military fund for Brutus, but now there are no ashes in it, only this magnificent little crown, Severia seems to understand everything, she picks up the crown, "My son Brutus is dead. (To be continued......)