Chapter 30: The Nameplate of Life and Death (Part II)
"Curio, come out." These were the first words of Li Bida who led the guards into Anthony's tent.
Sure enough, behind the curtain, Curio turned out with a complicated expression, "I guessed it was you early in the morning, otherwise how could Marco have to ignore friendship and not listen to my persuasion?" Li Bida looked at him, and then sat down, "Why, I heard that you persuaded Marco to join forces with Turinus just now to fight me, I don't know what benefits your behavior can bring to Marco?" β
"It can bring him independence and freedom, and he can have as much power as he wants, instead of being a puppet under your control." Curio replied unceremoniously.
Li Bida laughed, and then he also said openly and honestly to everyone, "I now have the wealth and the legion, but I lack the necessary lintel, blood, and I can't be a banner myself, so I am eager to twist the Caesar Party into a rope to do things, and it is not better for everyone to have equal interests." Then he pointed to Curio and Anthony and said, "You guys, it's just that you have too many personal desires, so you were played around by the Temple of Concord before, and thousands of Caesar veterans died innocently in battle, what did you get?" Turinus has been given a position of acting that can be revoked at any time, Marco you are even more unlucky, you have actually been declared a public enemy, and the murderers would have lived longer and nourished than you if I had not marched into Rome. β
Hearing this, Anthony hung his head in shame, and then Li Bida patted his knee and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't need to, now is the time for us to fight back, Marco. Anthony, you are still my deputy, and now all the stalwarts and legions of the Caesar Party will no longer be played by the Senate and turn to kill each other, and unite. March to Rome! β
Before Anthony and Curio could say anything. Li Bida asked for them very generously. "Whatever do you want? A qiΔ loot and honor, we can all discuss. β
"I want the governorship of southern Gaul for a five-year term, and the power of four legions." Anthony blurted out.
"Is that all? Well, the fifth, eighth, and eleventh legions are still formed in you, and the fourteenth legion of Dehemoth is also yours, so you don't want to be your brother Gaius. And my best friend Curio? Li Bida smiled.
"Gaius wants to restore the title and honor of Chief Counsel, and Curio wants to restore the title of Sicilian Envoy." Anthony continued to climb up the pole, but Curio had already angrily reminded Anthony to correct his identity: "Even if you form an alliance, you are a friend of Lybidaus's peer, not a begging doorman." β
"No, Gaius is not fit to continue as chief counsel, because now we have to enlist Cicero as a flagpole in the city of Rome, so Gaius is more suitable to be released, and the province of Sicily is too close to the city of Rome. So Curio is also not suitable for the role. My personal decision was that Gaius went to Chikiria to serve as governor, and Curio's appointment was put on hold for the time being. "Li Bida is actually like a bull-eared figure below. Blatantly giving orders as a superior or alliance leader.
After hearing this, Curio angrily advised Li Bida not to think too much about his power, but Li Bida then ridiculed him and said, "How can you be the chief executive if several legions have been wiped out, and the country and the people have not yet settled accounts with you?"
Then, as if Curio was no longer worth his attention, he continued to Antony, "Did Turinus write you a secret letter beforehand?" β
As soon as this sensitive topic came out, both Leo and Curio had a feeling that they had their backs on their backs, but Antony did not shy away from it, and while teasing your son-in-law for being naΓ―ve, he laughed and handed Octavian's secret letter to Li Pida, like a bystander watching a joke. Li Bida took it, looked at it a few times, put it down, and then said to Anthony, "Marco, if this alliance still wants to delineate Turinus's sphere of influence, you shouldn't mind too much, right?" β
"How did you arrange that?"
"It's very simple, we need Turinus as a flag now, so he has this too."
Anthony nodded, meaning that he did not have a complete opposition to Li Bida's plan, but then Li Bida himself said, "I also plan to bring Panza in." Then, let's start with Dehemoth. After speaking, Li Bida made a gesture of execution.
About three days later, on an island somewhere in the river below the city of Mutina, in the early morning, several boats from different directions came out of the fog, one of them was the first to land, and Li Bida jumped down from it, and then he breathed a slightly cool air, and went to the top of the island of the river island, where there happened to be a wooden house built by a shepherd, and then he said to Alp beside him, "Hang up my cloak." β
Half a day later, Antony, Caesar the Younger, and Panza all boarded up and entered the house, and in front of the narrow window of the house, Antony could still see the city of Moutina in the distance, and was the first to quip, "I am afraid that Dehemos could not have imagined the present scene, right?" β
"There's no point in speculating about the idea of a dead man, Mark." Li Bida, who was sitting on the circle chair in the middle of the house, said this, and then smiled meaningfully at Octavian, and seeing that Caesar's face was blue and purple, he found a circle chair in the corner and sat down, and now in this contest, he was undoubtedly in the most awkward position.
At this time, Li Bida hurriedly got up and said no, Young Caesar, you should sit in my position, and as he said that, he stepped forward and grabbed Young Caesar's arm, but Octavian even said that his age, qualifications and prestige were not enough to make him feel at ease in this chair, but Li Bida's iron pincer-like hand became tighter and tighter, and Octavian's tears were about to flow out, but he didn't dare to flow in front of this group of people - he understood that no one here was really inclined to him, originally he thought that the guardian was sincere to him, But there is no doubt that it could not be more wrong.
After a tug, Octavian was pressed into his chair, buried his head and did not say a word, and then Li Bida announced, "The condition given by the Senate to Young Caesar is to shorten the age of his election for consulship by ten years, which is simply not worth it, and I think Young Caesar should be consul in the coming year, so it is decided." β
"There's also a fellow consul, how do you know for sure?" Pansa asked.
"To give the whole republic a revival of the Caesar Party, I recommend that Julius's nephew Petis take the role, so it is better." Li Bida mentioned yì, making the other two nod their heads again and again.
Octavian's fate was thus determined, and the consuls of the following year, who were responsible for the remaining guard of the capital while pursuing the murderers, promised to go to the province of Illyria to serve as governor at the end of his one-year term. (To be continued......)