The hieroglyphic columns of the palace twisted and turned, Chamion hurried in front and Theotusus in the back, and finally in a corner, Chamion stopped, and the man who "followed" behind him looked around vigilantly, and then threw a short club at Chamion, and departed.

In Cleopatra's small bedchamber, the young lady was working with great interest on a plaster statue of a goddess of beauty, and lacking a golden apple in her hand, when Chamion walked in and gave the mistress the club. Cleopatra raised her knife and skillfully cut open the stick, and took out a scroll of straw paper engraved with the handwriting of Sabo, a member of Lipida's staff, and then smiled, and handed it to Nephdidi, who was serving beside her, "You come and read." ”

"Eight horses will always be faster than the footsteps of the people of Nasdemones, and the news will arrive two or three days before your father—your brother is still alive, and it seems that he should continue to live, and I have consulted the opinion of the Romans, and the opinion of the Senate is that as soon as there is no male heir in Egypt, your father's will will take effect immediately, and if we refuse, Rome will send ten legions to oversee the execution of the will." This is the report of Li Bida

What does this letter mean, in the long run?

Cleopatra said lightly to Neferdidi, burn it.

In the firelight, the little queen laughed secretly, and then asked Chamion a little about the situation, and kept bowing her head

Two days later, the envoy of the kingdom of Nasdemones reported the news to the pharaoh in a dying state, and the piper hurriedly found the eunuch to discuss with the chief of the palace guard, "Do you want to invite Her Royal Highness to come down?" Theotusus, the chief of the guard, spoke in an elegant Greek tone. Cautiously ask Your Majesty. This grave robber is truly remarkable. It seems that I didn't receive education before, so I was delayed!

"For a hot cold, I'm afraid it's better to rest quietly." Matomenes clasped his hands, lowered his gray eyebrows, and sang in harmony with Theotusus.

"What should I do with this?" Pharaoh said with some trepidation that Li Bida at the front was obviously at odds with him, but if he cared about his heirs, he was afraid that Li Bida would conclude a peace treaty with Nasammones. Returning to Alexandria, not to mention anything else, staying in this city, there are also Li Bida's men and horses, and the River Transport Guard and the Tomb Guard are also his cronies.

"I think that the title of King of Cyrenaica should be given to His Excellency Epidaus last time, and the original title of vizier should be withdrawn to a more loyal person whose blood is closer to the royal family." Motamenes said unhurriedly, "The king of Cyrenaica is usually the brother or second son of His Majesty. I don't think Leadahus has any reason to refuse! Then, let him go to the place with the army. ”

"But Cyrene. Now a Roman vassal. ”

"Then it doesn't matter so much!" Motammenes scoffed, with a smug look.

Theotusus, the chief of the palace guard beside him, echoed this plan, and he made an impassioned request to serve as an envoy of the pharaoh to the military camp of Libida, and ordered him to escort His Royal Highness back to Alexandro unharmed, and he had enough zeal, and courage to accomplish this mission.

It seems that Mortamenes, a cunning character, has always regarded Theotusus, a tomb robber and now the chief of the guard, as his own. Soon, the chief of the palace guard became an envoy, carrying the pharaoh's mark and axe, to the army at the border.

Of course, when Theotusus arrived at Lypida's tent, in the presence of all the tribunes and centurions, he first angrily reprimanded the commander-in-chief for his silence and disrespect to His Royal Highness, and then immediately ordered him to strike war and negotiate peace with the kingdom of Nasammones.

However, after the public procedure was completed, Li Bida left only a few henchmen in the tent in the name of holding a banquet, while Tagus, Hebrida, Arp, and Serha were sent to guard and patrol to prevent idlers from eavesdropping on their conversations.

"King of Cyrenaica? Very good, very good. After listening to Diotusus's report, Li Bida was very happy and drank all the wine in the cup, and his reaction was very unexpected.

"Judging from my meager experience of living in Rome City for twenty years, it is still okay to rob the tribes at the border, but if you do it to Cyrene City, I am afraid that the Republic will directly send Pompey to deal with you." On the seat next to him, Anthony chewed on the sweet and spicy sauce and said slowly.

"How can it be so serious!" Li Bida's attitude was very relaxed, "Everyone, I will not only get this glorious title soon, but I will also be able to move between Rome and Egypt with ease, so that this title is well deserved." He clearly meant that he was determined to take possession of Cyrenaica.

The whole scene froze, and everyone was waiting for the commander-in-chief to say something, and it seemed that what he had said to Saab Kemus that it would take me another year or two to return to Rome was true.

According to Joseph of the Eubertnian Chamber of Commerce, the Hashid sect of the Judeans was preparing to revolt in the kingdom of Herod the Great at the same time as Cyrene, expelling the Romans and Greeks and establishing a Jewish state.

"You mean that if we get this information in advance, we will be able to quickly go and suppress the uprising of the Hashhitis in the name of the republic's proximity to Cyrene, and thus occupy Cyrenaica?" Peternius preemptively replied, and Li Bida pointed to the veteran, meaning that the answer was completely correct, but it needed to be added, "We don't need to be too hasty to suppress the uprising, the longer we wait, the greater the profit." ”

As he spoke, Li Bida twisted a few nuts with his fingers and set them on the table, "Once the Hashhitids of Cyrene start a rebellion, there will be no spare army in the republic across the sea, Caesar's elite are all in Gaul, and Pompey's elite is scattered in Syria and Macedonia, Pompey himself is drunk and dead in the city of Rome, and is keen to return to the consulship." We have the upper hand, and in order to be famous, we can bet on another person. ”

"Marcus. Licinius. Crassus, right? As soon as the Roman Senate could not find a suitable general, this one would come to mind. In Peternius's words, there was a mockery of Crassus.

"That's right, as long as Crassus takes command, he can contract this war to us, because he must be the consul of the coming year, and he has full power, and he also needs my support, so there is no need to worry about the republic."

Anthony tapped the spoon on the plate and then expressed another question, "How credible is that Joseph's words?" (To be continued......)