On the roof, in the light, Claudius, Curio and Antony, the "dancing kings of Rome" and "the golden youth of the new generation", were like the seductive elves in the night, especially Claudius, who shouted to the screaming prostitutes, artisans and unemployed: "Since the Senate where Cicero is located has made my noble blood tree a barrier to your heart, then I will simply abandon this useless bloodline, long live the Roman Republic!" Long live the civilians! From tonight onwards, I will leave the glory of the Claudian family and enter an ordinary commoner family as an adopted son, and my adoptive father is here today, he is a commoner upstart, the hero of the Eagle Banner in the Catiline conspiracy, Calabis. Gaunerus! In the midst of the cheers, Claudius deliberately omitted the "Marcus F" on the face of Calabis to give the impression that his adoptive father was a down-to-earth and brave Roman naturalized commoner, and the enthusiastic crowd lifted the stunned Calabis like a star song, hand by hand, and passed Calabis straight to the roof of the grain warehouse, on which Claudius hugged and kissed him passionately, making him cry and laugh.

"From now on, I'm Priris. Claudius. Calabis F, I run for civilian tribune under this name! Claudius gave himself a new name, and the people below jumped to their feet and shouted the name, long live the mountain, to show their support.

Claudius then went on to agitate: "Great Roman civilians, look at the splendid yachts floating on the Tiber, they were all losers in the war of Asia Minor. According to ancient tradition, they should all be taken to the ridge of Vilia to be killed, and tonight let us all show the might of civilians. Let's kill one of the kings. Release one of the kings again. Let the purple-robed fathers of the Concorde Temple, and the ridiculous so-called general Pompey, see the liliang of our civilians, there is no law and authority to restrain us, everyone is the winner of this war! ”

Hearing this, even Calabis was stunned, and he seemed to see a devil unleashed in Pandora's box: Claudius, a stallion and a playboy, but like Caesar or Catiline. He was gifted at agitating populism, but he was not as knowledgeable as Caesar, but he was more radical and terrifying than Catiline.

"Who was in the first yacht to dock?" Claudius looked at the frenzied crowd and whispered to Curio.

Curio replied: "I heard that it was the prince of Armenia, the little Tegre, and the king of Godini, Chalnus, who united to make the Armenian king Tegrenys, because after Tegrenice was defeated by the tuna, he gave the crown to the little Tegre and promised him to inherit the throne, but later he repented. Little Tergray contacted Chalnus, who had long been dissatisfied with his father. Start a civil war - Pompeo intervenes and arrests the two. Prepare to sacrifice the blood of Little Tegre in Vilia at the Grand Triumph, and Chalnus put it back after the Triumph. ”

The Calabis next to him was quick to speak: This Charnus seems to have a marriage contract with the current Queen of Eubertnia, Adena, no, even if I'm sorry Potty, but Adiana is also my woman, I can't put this forty-year-old guy back and take possession of Adeina's body - she is mine! "I heard that Godini is just a small vassal state, so in order not to cause big trouble, kill him if you want to, and I will give fifty Talents!" Calabis wanted to see a favorite wine vessel at the auction, and he raised his finger, and the Three Dancers Hahadaxiao got up, and then issued an order to the people to execute Chalnus and let the little Tegre go, and announced a generous enough reward.

Poor Chalnus, who had just stepped down the gangway and went ashore, thought that the torch-bearers had come out to welcome him spontaneously, but he was dragged into the street by the raging crowd, while little Ttergre on the deck, under the guard of the equally stunned Pompey messengers, did not have time to go down for a while, and fortunately hid in the bilge shivering.

At the corner of Ostia Street, the armed slave corps hired by the Senate for security and fire protection also arrived with lights, and when they heard the news of the riots there, they hurried to suppress the scene, but they were blocked by more people, and the people on the roofs called them lackeys of the Senate, throwing stones and dung buckets, and in a short time the armed slaves were defeated.

So the "wise and great" king of Godini, Chalnus, who had betrayed Armenia in the war and thrown himself into the Romans, was now a victim of the mob, his beautiful clothes torn and pushed around the streets and crowds like a pile of garbage, and the Roman people, whom they did not know, dealt with him with the most cruel and terrible means: beating him violently with wooden sticks, gouging out the bridge of his nose and eyes with his hands, cutting his clothes and skin with scissors, and he himself could not even make a sound of pain because of his extreme panic, The Zuihou people pinned him to the ground and kicked him down like raindrops.

Most people don't even know that Weishenme hates this foreigner, some of them are stimulated by the Fifty Talant's reward, some are purely here to vent their frustration, and some think that it is a pleasure to kill a noble king, anyway, zuihou In the eyes of the four people on the roof, the breathless Chalnus almost turned into a pile of rotten meat, and his head was terribly swollen, just a rotten melon with a broken vine, and the crowd slowly dispersed, providing a relatively good vision for Calabis and Claudius, But there were also a few prostitutes who ran up to Chalnus's corpse, lifted their skirts and urinated on the corpse, causing the crowd to burst into laughter and boos.

"Wait, I've got to tell little Tergre who is still on the boat who saved him tonight!" Calabis reminded the people around him that this is a two-way profitable deal, and that Little Tegre will be grateful to him, and the same "Big Tegrenys" will be grateful to him because he hates Chalnus, although Armenia is far away, but like Adiana, it is a long-term investment.

"Do as my adoptive father said, and, throw the body of this unfortunate fellow into the Typer!" Claudius laughed wildly, put his arm with Calabis, and shouted that tonight's events were proof of the strong bond of friendship between the four of us, and that after a month of shouting and fulfilling the promise of a reward, Claudius and the others jumped off the rooftops one by one to the shouts of the crowd and fled down the alleyway.

Calabis hurried to his storehouse, and called out all the wage-workers who were shivering with fear and hiding in the attic dormitory, and told them to send little Tegre away by another cargo ship, and that he should no longer stay in this land of right and wrong, and that it was better to go back to Little Asia, knowing that Cicero and little Cato would not give up pestering him when they knew about this.

Now the most haode is to completely muddy the water. (To be continued......)