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"Happiness is the root of all evil." - Plato

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"What kind of weird thing is this, what is this flame? Will it burn down the republic? Opposite, Cicero, who had not received the invitation, was dumbfounded, and said, "I have not seen in any naturalist any such strange fire, with its frightening smoke, light, and sound. Dejected, he rushed back to the huge study at home, shouting for Taylor to accompany him, and rummaged around for any records of such fireworks in the records of the ancients.

The result must have disappointed him, and when Cicero sat down on the floor, the atmosphere of the mansion there had reached its climax, and when Li Bida called the servants to bring out a plate as bright as silk, and a vessel with a light texture on it, all the guests once again exclaimed in amazement, this kind of vessel was different from the coarse colored glassware, and also different from the thick and simple pottery, it was delicate, transparent, and warm, like the carcasses of several beautiful maidens, lying quietly and seductively in the spring water of the forest.

"This is a gift to the beautiful hostess Claudia and Fulivia." As soon as Li Bida finished speaking, he was hugged by his ex-housewife who was crying with joy.

"What's it called? It's breathtakingly beautiful, just like your daughter's skin. At this time, even the most knowledgeable Greek philosopher, Tyranion. I couldn't hold back my amazement. He asked.

Over there. Corinna, who heard this heartfelt compliment, blushed as if wine had been poured into this mysterious vessel, and her black hair had been coiled up like an ordinary Roman girl, and a braid hung down from the back, which matched the back of her snow-like neck.

"Got it. Octavia, the name of this thing was sued by my father. "Now, long since the bustle of the banquet, in the secluded garden of the backyard, under the porch sits Leo, who reads a book, holding a smaller cup made of this material," porcelain. ”

Octavia, who was sitting next to her, looked very surprised, and tried to curl her tongue to get the fluent Mandarin out of Leo's mouth. But she held back for a while, but she still couldn't get this single strange and beautiful syllable right.

But Leo wasn't anxious at all. He looked at Octavia gently, and when Corinna wore a variety of precious ornaments, the girl had a plain lily on her braid, and Leo continued to encourage her to correct her pronunciation several times, "porcelain", like a teacher.

Finally, when Octavia had pronounced the word accurately, she sighed heartily, and her light blue eyes seemed to be welling up like a lake, and she covered her undulating chest with her hand, and said to Leo with a smile, "It's so beautiful, and so is its name, porcelain, porcelain, porcelain, just reading its name is like feeling its wonderful touch, it's hard to describe in words, is that what Seris's language is all about?" It seems that there is a magical fit between nature and the object of the referent. Then, Octavia put her finger on the collar of Leo's silk robe and said, "What is this thing said in the language of Seris?" ”

"Silk." Leo said.

When Octavia read the word, her eyelashes trembled, she closed her eyes, bit her lip, and stroked the light lines of the fabric on Leo's body, and it took a long time to recover from the evocative syllable of "silk", and then she held Leo's face, and her lips slowly approached, and said in a confused tone, "What about the next thing?" ”

"Kiss." After Leo finished speaking, he involuntarily put down the scroll and kissed Turinus's sister......

"It's not good for Vivia to see this scene." Suddenly, at the back of the garden, stood two slender figures, Octavia screamed, ready to flee from Leo's side, but Leo was very quietly pulled, then he got up, looked at the lamplight, and then said with a slight surprise, "It's Vesta's virgin." ”

The two children hurriedly straightened their clothes and bowed to Richilia and the younger, more beautiful virgin beside her, as it was Roman etiquette, and the temple virgin of the Stove Temple was the most revered by all classes.

"It's okay, that's not what I intended, it's fate anyway." Richilia smiled and relieved, and then stepped forward to touch the corners of Leo and Octavia's clothes, indicating that they had received the blessing and care of the virgin. Then, Zeno, who was beside Richilia, had a somewhat complicated expression, but smiled at little Leo, and then followed the chief virgin into the inner room.

When Li Bida, who was sitting at the banquet, saw the chief virgin coming, he quickly got up and saluted, Li Xilia was almost close to the age of retiring from the seat, and then the treasury would allocate a considerable amount of money to her, who was never married for life, and would place a beautiful villa for her to live in, and no one in this society would dare to slack off in the face of a virgin.

Richilia gracefully returned the salute to the Chief Executive, and the three of them left the banquet where the orchestral dance was stirring up the heat, and entered the small room on the side of the corridor, where several armed slaves stood at the door to guard the passing crowd, and no one knew what the virgin was discussing with him.

But soon after Antony's wedding, the Romans learned that the virgin had publicly revealed to the world the contents of Sybil's prophecy that "an expedition against Parthia requires a king to command." ”

This prophecy stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and the whole city, both virtuous and foolish, including the Senate, the Executive Yuan, the knights, the common people, the Gentiles, and the slaves who cared a little about the affairs of the time, admitted with shock in their hearts: perhaps Caesar's conversion of Rome from a republic to a monarchy was not some alarmist legend, and he was preparing, just as Caesar was ready for war on the battlefield, blowing the horn and leading his legions to pounce on the enemy!

Many of the senators were so frightened that they automatically gathered in front of Cicero, who had a voice in front of Caesar, because Pompey, Cato the Younger, Lucuras, and so on, all the heroic people who could compete with each other, were not in this world, so they asked Cicero for instructions on what to do.

But Cicero drove them all out, and he didn't come out of the door.

Therefore, the patriarchs could only go to the temple of New Love on the main square after the completion of the ceremony, and in the name of the celebration, they went in groups to visit Caesar, who was attending the ceremony, to inquire about the tone.

Caesar sat in the midst of the splendid temple, his seat carved out of gold ivory, and on three steps when the senators entered, they had to look up at him as if they were servants meeting a monarch.

According to tradition, Caesar was not allowed to sit down when he saw his chosen father, he had to stand, and the senators could sit in the synagogue, but there were no extra seats in this temple, so the senators could only stand, and when Caesar was just about to stand up to greet him, Antony and Lybidaeus, who were beside him, said in unison, "Your Excellency, according to your present merits, you don't have to get up when you see your fathers, just sit." ”

"Yes, yes." Many of the patriarchs immediately echoed flatteringly.

Caesar smiled, and then sat back down. (To be continued......)