"If my nightcap could know what my brain was thinking, I wouldn't hesitate to throw it into the fire." -- Frederick the Great on the importance of military secrecy

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"Villain, I didn't expect you to be such a child, Turinus." The high priest in the auditorium could not bear it any longer, and beckoned little Phillips to stop him from reading, for after all his most cherished daughter had been implicated, and then he stepped out of the railing and walked away, while Leo, who was standing on the witness stand, bowed his head and was full of embarrassment and panic.

"Guys, I think it's time to revote." Looking at Turinus, who was almost paralyzed in place, Inspector Piso sighed twice and said to all the judges, "This is the only chance we have left to save face." ”

Turinus continued to be thrown in the room where he had been left for three days, his eyes twinkling like mice in the daylight, he didn't know what he had done wrong, but he was by no means the first to suffer from such a thing, and he could never be the last.

Anyway, coming and going, Turinus thought clearly, he was attacked by Fonteius and Phillips and his son at a critical moment, even if there is no direct evidence to convict him of plotting the Lilibian mutiny, but all the indirect evidence chain he is in a disadvantageous position, "the fault of the heart", that is.

In the final analysis, the final word was that the contents of his private letters were betrayed by his stepfather, which was the most fatal blow, and it was also Turinus, a young man under the age of twenty. Something I never thought of. He couldn't believe it. He is the most personal stepfather and righteous brother in the world. In the end, he would be treated like this.

I don't know how many moments passed, the door reopened, and Dirros reluctantly stepped in, holding the file in his hand, and facing Turinus, who was sitting in the corner, with an unspeakable expression.

"Read, my new friend Dillos." Turinus asked in a hoarse voice.

"The Council of Curia has officially stripped you of the title of Caesar and deposed you as the heir to the House of Julius. Take away all your official and military powers, and dissolve your adoptive relationship with Caesar and Corpunia. Dillos finished reading a verdict file.

"Go on, my friend." Turinus stared blankly, staring at the place where his toes met the ground.

"The High Priest has also broken your engagement with his daughter, but he is still willing to forgive you and fight for your sins in the Senate."

Turinus smiled sadly, "That is, the crime against me has not yet been established?" ”

"Listen, but you must be imprisoned in the dungeon of Tulianum now, about a market day later. The last qiē can be revealed. Dillos whispered.

"Tulianum dungeon, no. I don't go to that place, I don't go to that place! Oh my God, this is the place where the enemies of the Republic are imprisoned, and the Jugurdas and the Catiline are all dead in that stinking place, I am the young Caesar, why did you send me to that place, I would rather stand on the cliff of Capitol Mountain, be scalped off and pushed down and fall to my death. Turinus broke down, cried out, crawled over, and in a begging gesture, took the freed Nu Dilos' by the legs, "Please, please, don't let me go to that terrible place, the prison where the spirit of a citizen is completely killed, and his reputation is completely buried." ”

"Calm down, I didn't give the verdict." Dillos cried out as he pressed Turinus, who was trembling and going crazy.

"Then you, why don't you take a look at the dossier you read, and take a closer look at a like you, if there is anything wrong or missing? Yes, who would dare to do this to the dignified young Caesar? Turinus's face suddenly twisted, bared his teeth, roared and pounced, embraced poor Dros, and attacked and tore with his teeth.

"I need help!" Dillos' earlobe was bitten off in blood, and he wailed and stretched out his arms for help.

Four tall centurions entered, raising their canes and clubs, and raining down on Turinus, who was like a mad wolf, "Devils, you are all devils who want to harm me, and I can see the demons in front of me laughing and flying. Turinus held his head and endured the sticks flying around, still shouting, until a centurion flew up and kicked his jaw almost to dislocation, and he fell to the floor in the corner, groaning, clutching his waist, and crying out in great pain, "My body is going to collapse, who will save me, who will save me, Corinna, come and see me, your Turinus is dying, young Caesar is dying." ”

Eventually, Turinus was dragged out of his dead body by the Servants, who tucked him half-dead into a shoulder in the backyard and hurried towards the dungeon.

"Nonsense, what death penalty? It's ridiculous! In the high priest's residence, Li Bida, who was surrounded by dozens of senators led by Cicero, was cut his hands and said angrily.

"I also know that this crime is a bit serious, but this is only a construction, that is, only the death penalty can manifest Turinus now. Octavian's sin. "Cicero is not in a hurry.

"Now this qiē punishment is enough!" The high priest is also unforgiving.

So, when Paulus heard this, he winked at Cicero, then deliberated with several senators, and finally motioned to the high priest again, "Your Excellency, if you nod your head at this compromise plan, then we will convey this to Pisso and Panza that night—that is, to strip Turinus of all his status and to exile him to the island of the Maltese." ”

"Malta, Malta." The High Priest muttered the name of the place to himself, and Leo next to him was expressionless.

"Yes, Malta, which happens to be located in the sea between Utica, Sicily, Corfu and Cyrene, is a very easy place to monitor, and I believe that it can also sharpen the mind of Turinus, so that he can realize his crimes and reflect on himself thoroughly." Paulus didn't forget to explain, "We can all understand your feelings, but this is the only way to really save Turinus." ”

"What kind of guardian am I, I didn't expect such a tragic end in the end" The high priest who heard Paulus's words hugged his knees in pain and curled up on the bench.

At this time, all the patriarchs who had been determined to dispose of it shook their heads to each other, sighed, and said goodbye one after another.

At nightbreak, Leo did not sleep, and he called Hu Cong to light Songming, "Come with me to Tulianum, I will go to visit my friends." After saying that, more than a dozen warriors of the Madjie Guard immediately escorted the young master and walked out of the courtyard. At this moment, on Jochola Street, flower vendors and fishmongers are already shuttling through the gray and white streets. (To be continued......)

PS: Yesterday's zhuangbility small aphorism forgot jì hair, and today I made it up.