"Three attempts, the fourth time I turned and fled." - Turkic proverb

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The creditors stood in the courtyard with the contract, and there were as many as one or twenty of them, whispering to each other. Then he walked in, but saw a platform erected in the center of the courtyard, and several slaves who were old and almost demented sat on it, with wooden signs around their necks such as "One hundred and twenty cesths" and the old slave, whose chest was screaming and coughing like bellows, and his wooden tags were engraved with the words "Thirty cesthes".

"The master is really selling slaves," Habaruka said in a daze, and then two ropes were suddenly put around his neck, and he cried out in panic, saying that I was out of breath and about to be strangled, and struggled with both hands.

At this moment, three donkeys, along with a mare, screamed in alarm.

The sign hanging on the rope, engraved with the words "Young and strong, able to keep accounts, five hundred Seth retreats", shook violently.

Calabis clamped the murderer's wrist, and summoned the murderer's unhurried accusation, "Don't get close to my slave, and don't hold my wrist." "Carabis was a young girl, about twenty years of age, full of very simple and overly wide clothes, covered with a somewhat shabby knitted shirt, relatively thin in stature, some scattered amber hair, casually combed back and back, her forehead was very beautiful, and in the setting sun, the fine hair and sweat on her neck showed a hazy pale gold. There was a stubborn feeling in his eyes. Calabis let go of her wrist. She glanced at the knight's cloak of Calabis. His eyes twisted sharply, and in a blink of an eye, he found his ear piercing, and said: "No wonder, it turns out that you have also been a slave and sympathize with the disease." Then he pushed Habaruka with a stick and told him to go up to the stage quickly.

"Master Yulia, I have to tell you that Catiline died in Etrunia. Twenty Talent's debt could not be repaid. "Nahabaruka was stabbed with a stick, but he didn't forget to report to work.

"That's why I sold you." Yulia spoke succinctly.

Habaruka did not want to stay on the stage honestly, and continued, "But this new knight named Calabis is willing to pay 20,000 dinars to help our estate and family tide over the difficulties. Also, this young master named Brutus, who is the stepson of the next year's consul, has come to Sardinia to propose to you. Mistress, you don't have to sell us. "The creditors below. I got impatient, and I reached out and yelled. Saying what these slaves can compensate for, we have all brought financial slaves, so let's calculate the value of your manor as soon as possible!

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Yulia turned her head to look at Brutus, and then said in a sarcastic tone: "How did the Brutus family get in?" Get out of here. ”

"Honorable lady of the House of Lybidaeus, please," Brutus was just about to show his eloquence.

"All the men of your family, go and marry the Republic! Get away from me. Julia pulled out the stick and threatened in a low voice, which frightened Brutus a little out of her mind. Calabis went up to the creditors and said, "What is the interest on your loan?" ”

"We do it strictly at 12 percent interest, and we won't break the law." Several creditors said in unison, "Yulia mortgaged twelve Tallents with her mansion and borrowed an additional eight. ”

"All right, twenty thousand dinars, for the time being as interest, and a bazaar will be paid directly to you at a later date. Also, I used four farms in Etrunia as a guarantee to extend the repayment period to a year later. After speaking, Calabis took out a stack of property deeds from the box and handed them to the creditors, several people frowned, studied for a long time, Zuihou nodded in approval, and said: "After a year, it must be paid off with interest." ”

"Tell the two guests that the cook has fled and there is no dinner." After the creditor had left, Yulia threw down her stick, said this to Habaruka, and prepared to go upstairs.

Calabis called out to wait, and then took out King Numa's ring, put it into Yulia's hand, and said, "This is a token of your family, and I will give it to you now." Yulia looked at the ring, her eyes froze, and then slowly sat down on the bottom of the stairs, the evening breeze blowing her amber hair, "Father is gone, how did he die?" ”

"To be precise, he died a few years ago." Calabis replied that after the massacre in Rhodes, the bodies of Roman immigrants were piled up in the streets and temples and left unclaimed, and that Baucus's body was lucky enough to be found by Timosius and made into a skull specimen.

"Yes." Yuria's tone was as quiet as a lake, "Grandfather expelled him, and it stands to reason that this ring should be obtained by me, not my brother, and besides, he must be dead." Then she put the ring on her finger, then stood up, leaned against the door, looked at Calabis and Brutus, and said, "Come in, though there is only barley porridge." ”

To tell the truth, the houses in this house are quite tasteful, with potted plants, sandy floors, and columns, and the colors are mainly red, yellow and blue, which is very rustic, but Yulia's cooking skills are not flattering, her barley porridge is as dry as a hard cake, and as for the salad plate, it is mixed like a tragic battlefield, Brutus frowned, and kept looking at Calabis, as if begging him to make another honey roast, but Calabis, who had served in the legion, did not mind so much, and ate barley porridge loudly.

"Now that I have a new debt, I'm going to split this house, put a wall on this side of the staircase, and rent it out to the tenants in exchange for rent." At the dinner table, Yulia was talking about her repayment jihua, and there were many rare words.

"It's a shame that it would ruin the style of this beautiful estate. Therefore, I prudently "Brutus is ready to show his eloquence again.

But Yulia interrupted him unceremoniously at one point, "You want to marry me?" In such a way, perhaps Calabis would have heard it with an indifferent attitude, but it was inconceivable to Brutus's ears that the daughter of a Roman nobleman would ask a man why he wanted to marry her.

Carabis apparently saw that Brutus was clogged, so he ate the barley porridge even more vigorously, hoping to hide the unpredictability of the "son of the republic". But Yulia spoke calmly, her voice slower but more organized, "Yes, your ancestors were the heroes of the republic, but my ancestors are descendants of the royal family, just like thyme flowers can't be cooked with kale." Also, if you're here to settle a feud twenty years ago, tell me if you're willing to kill Pompey for me? Will you inherit the name of Emily and the name of Lybidaeus? (To be continued......)