Chapter 20: The Golden Throne (Part II)

The Colosseum of Neruda was full of people, shoulders and parasols lined the entrances below, and dealers and prostitutes walked up and down the statues of the gods without shame, while the announcers repeated the names of Brutus and Cassiillo, and praised him and his family for their glory and generosity, for they, together with many of the chosen fathers of the Senate, had set aside a full three million dinars of silver to sponsor the event, and most of the cost of the free banquet afterwards. However, the announcer also added the name of the trusted mayor Marulas, after all, the event was held in his name, and Brutus and Cassiyo were only patrons.

At the same time, Octavian, Meecenas and Agrippa stood on the ruins of the Valin Apartment, under the tower of wind vanes, and erected Caesar's mantle, pure white, woven from heavy wool, which was Caesar's favorite civilian clothes in his spare winter days, and now like a flag, the commoners in the streets of the river port, the Evandini Hill, and the Appian Avenue were summoned, and it was discovered that by Octavian's side, eight slaves had lifted Caesar's golden ivory throne high.

"Citizens, veterans, this cloak is the banner, this golden throne is the emblem, I have appealed to the Senate before, to the numb people, to the soldiers whose will and loyalty are not strong enough, and I beg you not to forget Caesar, not to forget how such a holy figure died tragically under the chaotic blade of the villain, but unfortunately, before the summer has passed, the situation changes in a sad direction. The Senate hides filth and filth, and still harbors murderers. Some of Caesar's subordinates would rebel. In the name of revenge for him, he is crazy about power. Now that young Caesar is me, I think that forbearance is no longer useful, and that it is time to take real action—these things, which have been given to me by my dead adoptive father's wife, who told me that you can take the child as you wish, and that I hope to evoke the memory of courage and conscience in all, and I am glad to be there today, and that is so far. There are already 30,000 people in the crowd, and there are a thousand veterans of my adoptive father who are willing to serve as my guards to protect me from being killed by people with evil intentions, what else can I fear? Young Caesar, with your support, fearless, let us march into the Colosseum, where the feast of murderers and flies is taking place shamefully in broad daylight, and let me go there to express our grief and indignation! ”

"March to the Colosseum. Exhibit Caesar's Golden Seat in a colonnade! Tens of thousands of people and veterans raised their arms and chanted.

"What can Brutus do? Why did he show his glory? What can Cassio do? Why is he sponsoring this event? Beat a qiē, smash a qiē! Octavian's side, Agrippa and Avinus, also took the opportunity to shout. provoked everyone's affection and sounded the horn of an official declaration of war.

"Forward, forward, O Julius, your heroic spirit in heaven, bless the young Caesar and all his followers." The crowd sang the song, and then carried Caesar's throne at the front of the procession, all armed with iron rods, table legs, daggers, and meat hooks, and rushed inexorably towards the Colosseum like the raging waves of the Tiper.

Soon, the veterans who were still watching the event got the news one after another, and they were all shocked, and they didn't even say hello, so they just slipped out, and the rest of the people didn't know why, the entire ring, which can accommodate tens of millions of seats, began to stir up.

"Don't run, Casca, tell your fears!" As Casca prepared to flee, Brutus sat upright in his seat and shouted at him.

"That Octavian had already gathered thousands of people to display Caesar's relics in front of the colonnade of the Colosseum." Casca said breathlessly.

"That's his rights and freedoms, I don't understand what's so terrible about you?" Brutus said calmly.

"I'm afraid of Caesar's ghost, I now feel that it is in the neighborhoods and alleys of Rome, and in everyone's heart, it constantly laughs at me and intimidates me, and I dare not face anything related to this name, and neither do you, I have to go" Casca shouted hysterically, then covered his face, and the wolf bèi escaped from the Colosseum, escorted by armed portal slaves.

Soon, the senators and knights in the seats fled and scattered, leaving only a few people such as Brutus and Cassillo, and the announcers staring at them in embarrassment, and the choir that was patrolling the venue, and the spectators gathered outside in the bars, whether commoners, foreigners, or noblewomen, were scattered without a trace for a short time, and the whole bustle dissipated in the noise and confusion, "Why don't you go, Cassillo?" Listen, the fury outside is getting closer, and I seem to hear the mockery of Caesar's ghost. Brutus looked at Cassiyo and said.

"We're going to have to fight to the death, Marcus. Flee with me to Lusitania, don't count on Cicero, I now know that we have all been betrayed by him, but fortunately Spinzel has taken the lead in connecting many senators who have sympathy for us, and they will arrange the current retreat, in short, we can't fight against Octavian face to face, this boy is a good hand at layout, and we are all blinded by him. Cassius wrapped up his robes and put on his dagger, and said.

"This sword is the one used to assassinate Caesar?"

"That's right."

"Alright then, let's fight side by side, but the battlefield is not Lusitania." After Brutus finished speaking, he jumped up from his seat and retreated like Cassillo, "First go to my villa in the suburbs for a while, and if I am not mistaken, the assembly of the Senate will be held at once, but we must not go, because the assembly will pronounce the death penalty on both of us." ”

At this moment, outside the Colosseum, Octavian's vanguard veteran guards had already arrived in the streets, and when they saw the many treasures, spices, and statues under the colonnade, they shouted, "These are all exhibits of the dictator's murderer, and they will be confiscated, and everything that cannot be confiscated will be broken for me!" Everyone shouted in unison, and then they frantically raised their pockets and loaded their belongings into them, and more people swung their clubs and smashed them in a hurry.

When Caesar's throne and Octavian himself arrived at the crowd's shouting, Octavian pointed to the empty Colosseum and announced to everyone, "The enemy has fled, and I ask you what to do?" ”

"Hunt them down!" That's how everyone answered.

"Well, then, go to Capitor Hill, go to the Civic Square, go to the Begalon, go to the Juilliard Hall, and take control of all the city of Rome, and I'm sure they'll give an explanation." The "they" in Octavian's mouth obviously meant the Senate of the Concord. (To be continued......)