Chapter 14: The Stubbornness of Calabis (I)

"So, when I give a speech, it's like sowing seeds to spread opinions so that whatever crop grows will be reaped." โ€”Pliny the Younger, Epistles

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"So? You told me to save Yulia? Calabis felt that it was not a whim for Crassus and Richilia to be whirling around in this matter.

"Yes, you must know that the Emilian clan is a descendant of King Numa, and Lybidaeus is one of them. But now that it is in decline, Yulia has even become involved in the trade and lending industry, which has tarnished the reputation of the ancient family. Crassus said proudly, "Rome has been a city for hundreds of years, do you really think that the ancient families are all in the same line?" Wrong, many families have a glorious name on the outside, but in fact, they have already changed their ways inside, and there are many slaves, stewards, and side doves occupying the magpie's nest, even if it is the Brutus family - do you understand what I mean? Calabis. โ€

"I don't really understand." In fact, Calabis understands very well that what Crassus and Licilia mean is to let him "take advantage of the danger" in the name of helping Yulia, force Yulia to marry him, and seize the name of Li Bida by the way. But he didn't have a good enough impression of the stubborn little widow, and he couldn't explain it to Potty.

"It's fate, and you should know that Calabis needs a true marriage, which is necessary for any man who wants to gain a foothold in the city of Rome." Richia's words were also earnest, and she did not mention the legend of "Cornelius" in front of Crassus. But Calabis knew it all.

When Calabis was still ready to play sloppy. Crassus spoke. With an absolute request, "I don't want to be more direct - after the dinner in Prima, go to the island of Sardinia, no matter what means, pay off Yuria's debts, it will be easy for you, take the Ophilenu estate and Yulia together, and then inherit the name of Li Pida." You are the lieutenant general of Caesar's expeditionary legion, and upon your triumphant return, I will entrust you with all the estates of Etrunia and Sardinia, and you should know what is at stake. โ€

"But I'm married."

"You're not kidding! The slave girl named Potty? She's just a tool to give birth to a baby for you, and in the future, Yulia can consider raising you and her sons and daughters. Crassus's words were filled with anger and resentment.

"Maybe she used to be a slave girl, but she's my woman now, and I don't think I need to have two wives now." Calabis sweated but persevered.

"Ridiculous, what two wives! Calabis, I don't want to be verbose with you. You're insulting me, you know? When I lost my brother, I married my widowed sister-in-law. And raise your brother's children as their own, because they are all members of Familia, and now Yulia will also form a new Familia with you, and your family and clan name will be passed down from generation to generation in Roman politics, and that one is only a slave girl, what qualifications does she have? You're destroying yourself, Calabis! Crassus was a little incoherent, and with a jerk he got up from the circle chair, panting.

But Lisilia was on the side, hearing Calabis's stubbornness, her face became a little complicated, she glanced at Crassus twice, and Crassus sat down again, her tone softened slightly, "Listen, I need you now, because my son Crassus Jr. will also accompany the army on an expedition to Lusitania, you have to help him in everything, I forgive you for your recklessness and abruptness, and I am willing to continue to fund your career, but you have to resolve Yuria's debt crisis, immediately!" โ€

Calabis still stubbornly said that he could help Yulia, but he couldn't have any additional strings attached, and Crassus didn't bother to say more to him, and waved his hand directly with his back to him, meaning that this matter should be done as soon as possible.

Calabis was in a depressed mood when he walked out of the temple of the hearth, he felt that his whole being was divided, and when little Adam was in front of Adiana, the ambitious and eccentric descendant of the Mitra family, ignited his ambition and fighting spirit; But when he returned to Rome, in the presence of Porti and his children, he became desireless again, and only wanted to protect the family quietly.

He didn't dare to say which one was right or which was wrong. But when he doesn't believe in fate, he seems to be an outlier in this shijie, even the extremely intelligent Adiana is not convinced of the dream of that wheat field - in fact, according to the current psychological explanation, she is just a subconscious fantasy generated by the new ascending to the throne and having a pillow with herself.

However, if you want to change this shijie, it is not easy to say that all the cause and effect are explained by dreams, and it is more acceptable to the shijie in front of you.

"Lord Calabis." On the side of the column, Xiao Zeno blushed and leaned on the beautifully carved pillar, and whispered to Calabis, "I heard the words just now, you are a good person to the letter, but this is the fate given to you by the gods, and sometimes it takes more courage to accept it than to resist it." โ€

Calabis smiled bitterly, touched the top of Zeno's head, and walked towards the Jucola Street apartment.

When he opened the door, Potty was lying on the couch and had not yet fallen asleep, next to the sleeping nurse, and the shaker with little Leo and little Corinna - the little pigeon Paruma was sleeping soundly on the rocker on the terrace, everything was quiet, "What are you looking at?" From the somewhat panicked Potty, Carabis took the wax tablet she had just looked at, which was nothing more than crooked letters and numbers.

Potty covered himself with a thin blanket and said with some embarrassment: "I'm just following the little pigeon's homework and learning some common words, and sometimes I have to ask about household expenses." After a pause, she suddenly began to cry, "I'm sorry, I used to think that Calabis you are a god who came to me from afar, giving me too much pampering and pleasure, but sometimes I feel too far away from you, but you have to believe that I really want to give birth to a son and daughter for you, I am very happy, very happy I'm sorry, I don't want to cry, I just fantasize clumsily from time to time, okay, forget about this ridiculous wax board, and my stupid behavior." โ€

"Weishenme to forget? You've got to trust me, Potty. The virgin of the temple of the Stove said to me that it takes more courage to accept fate, I don't think so, see his ghost go - I think about it, don't fight against Crassus, I'll go to Lusitania to avoid the limelight first, Potti, you can raise the children in peace, everything will be haode. โ€

Potty put her arms around his neck, "How does it have anything to do with Crassus?" It's not Lord Adiana. โ€

"It's about the widow of a down-and-out nobleman on the island of Sardinia, where I have to go after the feast." Calabis gently stroked Potty's thick and stiff curls, and then he comforted Potty, "Adeana, I will never marry her, Potty, you have a dowryโ€”the alcove of the house god, and a hundred drachmas. โ€

These words suddenly broke Potty's words into laughter. "Don't tease me." (To be continued......)