"People who are born in the attic do not have the right to dream." - Ancient Roman poet Trimacion

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"Oh, it's so beautiful here." When he entered the Pandino Library, Virgil was full of praise, the library was full of papyrus rolls on the wall cabinets, and in the middle was a soft and thick mat on which people stepped on it without making a sound, and the living facilities inside were also readily available, such as beds, pottery shelves, fabrics, cubicles for transcribing books, rafters with all kinds of fragrant branches and flowers, glass on the patio, and a circular discussion hall below, with couches and potted plants around the core, and several fountains for drinking.

"I think the bed should be moved under the patio so that in the afternoon, everyone can lean on it and take a nap." The former cavalry commander personally instructed the servants to set up sleeping quarters for the archaeologists and technicians, and then he told Virgil and Horace to lie down, "See if the sun is warm?" ”

The two of them lay down in fear, and said yes in a row, and then they endured the itchy feeling of being exposed to the glass by the sun, and they should be about to fall asleep, and insisted on sitting up and thanking Li Bida.

But Li Bida was obviously overzealous, and he pointed to the wall over there and said, "It's winter soon, and when there is no sunlight, you need a fireplace, but the plumbing must be done well, and the library must not be fired." The crowd nodded yes, and then Pyatius spoke suddenly. Say you want to make a small request. That's the case. They will be more grateful to Your Excellency the Counsellor for your care and greatness during their work.

So Lybida asked Piatius to say what he wanted, and the man said that he would take care of their sexual needs during his work.

Subsequently, the entire library was silent, many people's legs and stomachs were spinning, Li Bida looked at Piatius with a calm expression, but the other party was full of indifferent expressions, and after a while, Li Bida smiled. Of course, I've been thinking about it for a long time! Then he clapped his palms, and Matthias and Alp led in a group of girls in Greek soft hats, tights, and tappers chuckling

"Oh no, Piatius, don't be in a hurry to get it, for those who serve you are behind." Li Bida stood in front of the closet, said with malice, and then walked in behind the group of girls. A sturdy teenager with a shiny upper body painted in olive oil, each with a garland of flowers for the Dionysian carnival on his head. At this time, Li Bida winked at them, and the group of people gathered in front of the stunned Pyatius, and gently caressed the street poet with his hand, his eyes full of tenderness and sweetness.

"On behalf of the whole group, I must express my gratitude to Your Excellency for your generosity and kindness, but I would like to ask how long you will stay in Athens before you go to Asia Minor?" After the whole library was in a lot of noise, the more stable and older Virgil, although he was only in his early twenties, walked up to Li Bida and cautiously asked about "business".

"What are you going to do in Asia Minor?" Who would have thought that Li Bida would ask a rhetorical question, and then he seemed to suddenly realize, and said yes in a row, "But the excavation work does not have to be left to you, because everyone will stay in this comfortable library, just write down the fate of Aeneas, and everyone will work together to complete it in about a month." ”

"What, how can you write well without going to the ruins of the old city in person?" Virgil was shocked.

"Of course you don't have to go there yourself." As he spoke, Sabo beside Li Bida gave Virgil a scroll of sketches with an expressionless face, and Virgil spread it out and looked at it, all of which were the map styles drawn by Saab in Fort Lipida, Cyrene, Greece and other places before, and now the slaves carefully copied them.

"Remember, there is everything in this library, and the story of Aeneas contains several core elements, mythological stories, customs and geography, which are all ready now, which means that you will start working in Athens now, and there is no shortage of money and entertainment, but you can't leave the library for half a step, and the work will be completed within a month." Li Bida said, and walked outside with his men, "Please don't worry about Troy, just leave it to me to be in charge." ”

So the dumbfounded Virgil, holding the scroll was thrown behind, when he went out and wanted to continue to ask Li Pida, but found that the entire library, there were dark-skinned Medeje people, it seems that what Li Bida just said is true, it is really ironic, the legendary story of the Roman ancestor Aeneas, but in Athens, Greece, the library scrolls, patio sunrooms, prostitutes and wine are produced!

On the other hand, the Grand Counsellor of the Expatriate did what he said, and immediately came to Fort Lybida by boat, and the veterans of the Sixteenth and Twenty-eighth Legions welcomed him, but Lybida said that he needed to levy them, so the veterans, including many captive slave laborers of Gaul, together about four thousand, all crossed the sea to the area of Nicomedia and Tsarsiddon, and set up a dense camp between the river plains and the valley. But Lybida himself, impatiently riding his horse and carrying a small retinue, rushed into the "mansion" of Nicomedia, or rather a small palace, with its breakwater, gardens and hunting gardens, where Adiana, with her chestnut hair fluttering and her skirt in joy, rushed forward to the arch of the palace and hugged her man, and then spun with laughter.

"Poof, digging up the ancient city of Troy, fabricating the deeds of Aeneas, and inserting a Rex. Phaeton, a descendant of Leus. Leus went in, it's a shame that you can think of it. On the couch, Adiana, who was holding Li Bida's arm in her backhand, almost fainted with laughter after hearing about this qiē.

But Li Bida asked the queen very sternly to help him in this matter, and the two brainstormed together.

In this way, the mischievous cells in Adiana also began to be active, and the two talked and laughed until the second half of the night, and then hugged each other and fell asleep.

The next day, the two sat down together and came to the barracks, where the soldiers and centurions who came out of the tent were very familiar with the "beautiful horses", so they automatically rushed over to ask for a reward, and Adiana asked the maids to give each of the soldiers some allowance, and then Li Bida summoned the original chief centurion of the Sixteenth Legion, Chretus, and said to him, "You wear deputy antlers." ”

"What for?" Chretas said with some exasperation.

"Of course, it's very important that you run along the entire peak of Olympia until the first branch hangs on your antlers." Li Bida has a lot of trouble.

As a result, Chretas, wearing his comical antlers, ran forward only three furlongs to the cheers of the soldiers, and then slammed into a dwarf bush with a whoop, causing a boo.

"Alright, alright, Sabo, Pop, and Gable, you three, now the 'Trojan Triumvirate,' digging a trench like a city under the bush where Creitas was hung just now." Li Bida held back a laugh and continued to order. (To be continued......)