"Calles, you finally understand this truth, what a precious life, it is only once, what a feeling I felt when I learned that my grandson could never return from that barren battlefield; How helpless I was when I saw Demetrius die so humbly at the hands of those who came to capture me—even so, I survived, and anyone could live happily as long as they were far away from the cursed place of Rome, and in fact I wanted to tell you this when you first prepared to leave the city of Utica. In the light of the setting sun, Cornellia said to Curio without any guilt.

Curio didn't mean to argue, he listened quietly as the light of the setting sun paved down the surging ocean, and at last he puffed up his voice and asked Cornellia, "I take the liberty of asking, will your lyre only be played on the day of Pompey's death?" ”

"Of course not, the lyre is a beautiful thing invented by the sun god, it can mourn the death, and it can also eulogize the rich earth, the splendid flowers and plants, the love between men and women, and the world is a thing worth cherishing."

"I think so, maybe you don't have a neighbor, yes, just a neighbor, sharing every inch of sunshine from the ocean every day. With all due respect, I'll buy the farm and the farmland across the street from the cemetery, and maybe that's good, I'll listen under the eaves over there when you play the lyre, I don't know if that offends you," Curio asked with a trill, removing his cloak and hat, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think that's a nuisance? You're such a cautious and annoying odd person. Calles. ”

Curio smiled as he greeted the sun. "Yes, I'm such a weird and annoying fellow, but please don't be disgusted with me for choosing a neighbor."

Upon hearing this, Cornellia covered her mouth, giggled, and hurriedly shook her head.

In the years of peace that followed, they enjoyed a forgotten day, and Curio sold the inheritance of Rome's most glorious family. He never returned, leaving everyone behind, and living in this vast, secluded, and fertile land under the guise of "Knight Calles", staying opposite the house of Cornellia

In the courtyard of Prima, the blue-gray mist of the morning sun drifted over the colonnades and ponds, and Li Bida sat sideways on a soft chair in a red-trimmed archon's robe, throwing grain at the chickens at his feet, and Leo the "father" came through the side door and bowed to Li Bida in greeting.

"Hmm. This meeting of the Senate, both you and Turinus will attend. As the aide-de-camp of the Sicilian envoys, you should go and listen. Li Bida said calmly.

"Yes, father."

At the same time, Corinna also walked out with a shy and nervous look, dressed in a festive costume, and her maid followed behind her with a box and bag, "Father"

"Oh, good girl, what are you?"

"Such a father, I am going to make a small sacrifice to the god who protects me." Corinna rubbed the belt around her waist and whispered. The High Priest nodded, "Is this time finally coming?" So it should be said that in a few days, by the time of the Great Friday, it will be the most important day for you and Turinus? As the high priest, I must be present and say, "Good girl, will you give your happiness for the city of Rome?" ”

Corinna stood a little stunned, "Does the city of Rome still need to be involved with me?" ”

"No, no, that's fine, you go with your mother. I'll tell Kelly to prepare your shoulders and servants for you, and Leo will now come with me to the Senate for a vote on the budget for the war. With that, the high priest took his daughter in his arms and walked out.

Leo stood behind him, looked at his sister, who was soon happy again, with a complicated look, bowed his head and hesitated, and said, "I wish you happiness." With that, he turned to follow his father's steps.

The mother in the back kitchen, after hearing Li Bida's request, trembled, she looked very painful, and even the clear instructions on weekdays began to be reversed, making the servants run around at a loss, "Since your father asked for this, then hurry up and do it like this." ”

Although Corinna was a little weird in her heart, she still carefully and meticulously held her childhood toys and statues, full of happiness and longing, and sat on her shoulder with her mother, "Destination, Stove Temple." With this command, she gently tapped the sedan chair man's shoulder with the oxtail dust.

"Let's go!" Several sedan chair bearers began to speed up their pace, holding the pole on their shoulders in one hand and a short stick in the other.

At this moment, the city of the Seven Hills was full of the first smoke of cooking, and on the way to the temple of the Stove, Porti suddenly asked his daughter, "After the banquet that night, did Turinus never say anything to you, or bring you any message?" ”

"What are you talking about, Mother?" Corinna asked back in a shy and curious tone.

But she saw her mother's eyes, and tears flowed, "Finally, it's finally time like this." Twenty years ago, when your father and I came to this city with a few hundred drachmas, we had a little pigeon by our side, what were we thinking at that time? Establishing a foothold here? Raising your children? With the help of the gods of the house, fight against all kinds of doom? One year and another year, your father hasn't changed in so many years, but he has changed, but don't doubt that he has always loved any of you, any of you! After speaking, Potty burst into tears and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his palm, "I'm sorry, it's me who is so sad, the little pigeon is said to be going to Mauritania with Van Lun Lingna soon, and may never be able to meet my little pigeon again in this life; One day, you and Leo will leave your mother one after another; And your father, his future destination will be in the East, right? When I think about it, I can't help it."

"Mother Mama!" Corinna was also a little inexplicably sad, she really didn't know what happened to her father, brother and mother in the past few days, and what kind of involvement she had. But before she could say anything more, Potty reminded her that the Temple of the Stove had arrived. Corinna, who was in Nahan, could only bury her doubts in her heart, and slowly walked along the stone path in front of the temple with her belongings in her hand, where Zeno, dressed in a square robe, carried a water bottle for drawing water on her shoulder, and walked from that side with other virgins. (To be continued......)