"May there be only one master and one king on earth." - The Iliad

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But he thought about it, maybe Yulia did not do a big mistake, in this situation, Caesar is not able to work, can not help himself at all, now he is short of money to recruit volunteers, Crassus is also hesitant, saying that his money is also preparing for the expedition to Parthia, and the implication is that I have no money.

Now these bastards are all standing by and watching, as long as I pay.

So the whole situation is now a gamble, and I will not hesitate to break the bank, as long as I can invest in the successful restoration of Ptolemy XII and occupy the rich territory of Egypt, I will not have to admire the snort of these two in the future.

Li Bida could only nod his head and said to Yulia, "Okay, sell well"

"Actually, you're distressed, aren't you? You should ask me how many Tallents I sold, five hundred. ”

It was immediately clear that the port of the Ostia River, plus the Etrunian farms, seemed to have vanished, and it was sad and painful.

Seeing Li Bida's expression, Yulia actually smiled with a mischievous expression, "You must think that I sold all your estate, but in fact, I still keep the river port and the farm, and half of the five hundred talents I asked for from the pharaoh." ”

According to Julia's explanation, the two thousand towers you cast for Ptolemy the Piper, each moonlight was used for the fellow's feasts, concerts, and rewards for slaves and sword-fighting slaves. Take out the renovation of the luxurious palace of Naples. There had to be eight or ten Talents. The piper had neither recruited troops nor operated in politics, and was a worthless glutton, so she snatched two hundred and fifty talents from the "tiger's mouth" through Pharaoh's daughter, and then collected her husband's villas, real estates, title deeds, and idle investments in various places, and made up enough for five hundred tarents. "It's probably enough for three thousand people to pay for a year."

After saying that, Yulia exhaled, took off the cloak covering her body, and continued, "I grew up in the Ophilenu Manor, and I know that the fields and docks of the Dao Dao must not be easily discarded, so just sell all the villas in your name, and those things are dispensable. ”

By the small lake next to the village of Lussel, Libida bought a small farm of ten yogurts for 50,000 cestrickens to provide for Yulia, Porti and the children. "Are you still used to it here?" While the servants carried the bronze stove, couch and sculptures inside, Li Bida, who was standing at the doorway, questioned his wife and daughters.

"Very good. Anyway, I'm not used to the way of life in the city of Rome, where a lady's makeup jar could fit a chemist's shop. Yulia didn't react much, so she asked the servant to carry her neat leather box (just two) inside, and then paced to the stove, watching and checking whether the clay pots, vegetables, meat, and so on were sufficient, and Potty hurriedly looked at the man next to her, and Libida gave her a look, and Potty came forward and begged Yulia to get out of here, for it was her business.

Without saying much, Yulia went out into the garden and played with Leo and Corinna, as if the children of Libida had a good opinion of Yuria, and she sat around the small chair, but she did not feel any life.

At this time, Caesar's nephew Petis hurriedly came to him, he leaned against the doorpost and beckoned to Lybida, and then said that the matter must be discussed privately between the two, so he went to the corner of the courtyard wall, Petis first stuffed the block board to Libida, and then said mysteriously: "Caesar asks you to stop going to Egypt, and first use your assets to recruit the Thirteenth Legion, because Rabinus has received reliable information from Besançon that the Belgians on the northeastern border of Gaul have formed a tribal alliance capable of 100,000 warriors, and are ready to invade the south when the snow melts." So"

Perhaps, even in the modern world, when Li Bidajun entered the job after graduating from university, he will encounter such a situation, when you are full of ambition and everything is ready to run the project you think is the most favorite, but the boss is extremely cold to push your dream down like a sandcastle, and then order you not to build beautiful sandcastles anymore, but to dig an ugly ditch.

Luring mindless barbarians into war, defeating them with new tactics of legions and ballistas, subjecting them to racial eradication of all, and then accumulating large amounts of money from slavery and plunder to bribe the entire city of Rome—Lybidaeus grew tired of this process, and now began to hope that outside of Rome, in the rough and beautiful Eubertenia of Asia Minor, or in the fertile and prosperous delta of Egypt, or even in the ruins of Carthage in Africa, he could use his own money to create a world of his own. This is probably the ultimate dream of men of all times and all countries.

Before, he followed Caesar and Crassus to chase more opportunities and power, but now he feels that it is time to build his own independent country, I am not a person of this era, the days of being forced to be a slave under the sword to survive are gone, now that I have the strength, I have to change this world.

So he stood in front of Pedis, his attitude and expression changed.

Petis also understood his troubles, so he cleared his throat and said, "Look at the word board in your hand." ”

Li Bida took it and saw that there were dense documents engraved on it, which were about guardians, and then he saw a ring seal in the lower left corner, on which was "Illitre's Turi, Gaius. Octavian", looking at the style is a knight's ring.

A sense of déjà vu reverberated fiercely in Li Bida's heart. Octavian? Knight? Guardian?

"Well, this is my uncle's request, and his name is Gaius. Octavian's glorious knight, in fact, the husband of my sister Attia, who had suppressed the Catiline in the Macedonian provinces, and who had probably served in the same legion before, had just died last year, and who had planned to return to the city as a court officer, and had a bright future. "He also had a posthumous son, Turinus (Octavian later claimed to have been born in Turinus, and his name was derived from his hometown) who was only four years old this year, and my sister Attia wrote to beg her uncle to seek a reliable guardian for Turinus." You understand what I mean, Liberdaus. ”

Turinus is right, if Li Pida's guess is not wrong, this little boy who is still called Turinus will be the holy Augustus in the future, the great "comrade of August".

Let me be the guardian of this mother? Li Bida was dumbfounded, and then Pedis added another article very mysteriously, "Even if Atia remarries, you can still continue to be the guardian, and even the assets of their family have the right to be reviewed, and you can review and select the remarried person." Also, I heard that you have a lovely daughter, and Caesar wants her to marry Turinus. (To be continued......)