"I forgot to talk to you, Lord Caesar's opinion of you."

"Don't worry about being bald, he's too old, and besides, I don't want to go to Gaul to find him, I need it now." The words of the former mistress were wet with urgency.

"After a while you can go to Milan, where there is his governor's camp, Seville can't go that far." But by this time, Claudia was already about to tear through Li Pida's defenses, her hand had reached under her robe, and her eyes were still grunting, "Actually, I am not an ice cube on the bed as they slandered"

Suddenly, another maid rushed in just in time, shouting, "Cicero's house is surrounded by the people!" ”

At this moment, the two coughed twice in embarrassment, Claudia quickly retracted to the couch position just now, hurriedly picked up a wine glass in her hand, and the red Thessaly high-end wine unconsciously flowed down her hands and sleeves, while Li Bida got up and pretended to wander around, looking at the murals and knick-knacks of the former mistress's mansion, and staring at the little Oscar gilded god he had given to the mistress before.

"Hmm, what did you say?" Claudia put down her glass again, and then seemed to come back to her senses, and continued to ask the maid, and before the maid could answer, the noise and scolding outside the courtyard had already said everything, of course, the two of them had automatically ignored the induction because they were too nervous.

In the beautiful mansion under the poplar tree beside him, Cicero came out with a pale expression, and through the hollowed-out flower wall, Claudia and Lipida were surprised to see that Cicero was actually dressed in dark clothes full of coarse cloth and patches, which were the mourning clothes of the Romans, and this was what the greatest orator of all. The mouth shouted confessional quotations. to beg for forgiveness from the people.

"Cicero, idiot. He should have organized his followers to hold the mansion and then seek Pompey's help. But now, I let Claudius organize a mob to attack him, it was a tentative attack, but I didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to put on mourning clothes and ask for forgiveness, which is equivalent to admitting his mistake with a weak heart, which in addition to arousing the mob's fanaticism and sense of victory. It didn't do anything else. Li Bida's eyes rolled around under the shadow of the flower wall, and Claudia next to her was happier than seeing the most wonderful play, and she also beckoned Fulivia, who was originally hiding at the end of the colonnade out of fear, to come over, "You used to be a noble lady, and you spent the first twenty years in the loom and the boudoir, and today you must also see the power and majesty of your husband, because sooner or later you will be the wife of the consul, and these scenes must be adapted as soon as possible." ”

Unexpectedly, Fulivia, who had a frightened look on her handsome face, was pasted on the flower wall for a while. She laughed loudly at Cicero's timidity. said that the other party does not look like a man at all, and that a real man should be like her husband, who can take out a dagger at any time to fight for his life.

Li Bida didn't have the heart to listen to these two stupid girls there, he followed Cicero's trajectory, stuck to the flower wall, and then walked directly out of the door, and quickly ran down Palatine Hill, because he saw that Cicero was not stupid yet, he was wearing mourning clothes to ease the mob's attack and avoid being torn to pieces as soon as he came out, and Claudia and Fulivia were so happy to see it as proof, otherwise the sister and wife of the tribune would just jump on the flower wall and encourage them casually, Cicero would definitely be beaten up.

Cicero then stumbled down the hill, and Lybida understood that he was heading to the streets of Rome for the help of his supporters, and that if Pompey could finally intervene, everything would be fine.

Rome's greatest orator, with his hair disheveled, walked street by street in mourning clothes, street by street, with a mournful tone, "Help me, help me, I am the father of the nation whom you once called him!" Claudius's mob followed him, neither openly attacking him nor letting him go, but constantly insulting him, saying that he was a father of the nation, but a false broker, and that women and children were throwing stones indiscriminately, and that Cicero was in front of him, and that these people were following behind, and that if some citizens who sympathized with Cicero came out and wanted to protect him, they would immediately be intimidated and even beaten by the mob.

When Cicero reached the side of the main square, his best friend, Aetius, came running out of breath and stood in front of the mob to defend Cicero, but several strong mobs rushed up, pushed Aetius to a corner, slapped him violently, and tore off his robe, warning him not to meddle. Most of the rest continued to push Cicero out of the city, and Aetius, like a leaf in the autumn wind, bleeding from his nostrils, made a gesture of surrender to the mob who were pushing him by the collar, who slammed his head twice against the wall and let him go.

"Aetius, Aetius, my good friend wow! Father, this is the darkest day in Rome. Cicero turned back, tears on his face, and cried out to his friend who had fallen under the wall, but the mob laughed loudly and continued to throw stones at him, Cicero clumsily and timidly jumped twice, but was still hit in the ankle, and could only limp out of Rome crying.

At this moment, he saw Aetius in the distance struggling to get up, and made a special gesture to him.

It means, "Follow the second way that was said to be good, and leave Rome." ”

Cicero lowered his head and walked aimlessly towards the unknown alley

"You say Cicero is going to run away from the city of Rome?" In the temple of the goddess of virtue, Claudius, who was in command, heard Li Bida's words and said, "That's fine, anyway, our goal is not to expel him from Rome." ”

"It's not enough." Li Bida said solemnly, "You must know that the scope of your power is only in the city of Rome, once Cicero runs out of the city of Rome, after a long time, he has received the support of people from other provinces, and you must know that Cicero has always been very favored by the rich knights of Campeña and Sicily, so it will not be long before he returns." ”

"You mean I want to make a new decree?" Claudius had some understanding.

"That's right, the farther you drive Cicero away, the better, because today everyone in the city of Rome knows that he is tantamount to confessing his guilt, and what we have to do is to completely destroy the reputation of the Father of the Nation." Li Bida said coldly, not doing anything.

At this time, in the picturesque Alba, Pompey and Julia were boating on the lake, and the young bride had made a ring full of branches and leaves, and put it on Pompey's head with a mischievous grin.

Demetrius was now shouting their names on the shore of the lake, saying that Cicero had suffered a misfortune in the city of Rome. (To be continued......)

PS: Happy Children's Day, everyone!!