Chapter 18: Claudia's Prophecy Part II

When this kind of words were said in a grand manner, Cicero and his wife and Aetius who were present were shocked, but Li Bida did not mean to stop at all, he said that Claudius's meaning was very clear: As a comrade-in-arms in the Catiline conspiracy back then, I was still full of admiration for Cicero, and it was indeed true that I seduced Lenchate later, but the question is here, is this still a mustard in the city of Rome? Didn't Caesar seduce Crassus's wife, didn't he seduce Pompey's wife, and now they are still in an alliance. Cicero did this with only one consequence, and that was to lose his political allies, and he was ridiculed for being synonymous with "fear of guilt" in Rome.

After hearing Li Bida's analysis, Lenchart was so angry that he walked away, announcing that his house did not welcome guests like him, and Li Bida shouted sharply: "Please carefully consider the advice of your friends and me, as long as you are willing to support Caesar, Claudius will not embarrass you, as for what he said, why bother." In other words, you have nothing to lose, Sirseir Cicero, please seize this opportunity to make a statement in the Senate, or what a bleak and bleak future awaits you, I think it is not difficult for you to imagine that this top-of-the-line mansion in Palatine Hill, worth 80,000 drachmas, is no longer the most proud of the mistress. ”

After expressing this intimidation, Li Bida also brushed his sleeves away, he didn't need to swallow anything with Cicerovin anymore, now he was giving him a chance.

"Aetius, my good friend, tomorrow, just tomorrow, I am willing to go to Caesar's mansion and offer to join his legions, to act as his deputy, and to seek Caesar's refuge. The world is hard. I can't help it. Furthermore. I'm sure Caesar is still willing to give me affection, my daughter has just been promised to the family of Eulabella, who have a great friendship with his father-in-law's family. Cicero straightened his robe, as if to speak to Aetius, as if to comfort himself, and he did not pay attention to the cursing and crying of his wife Lencharde in the roomβ€”yes, if he did not listen to the proposal of Li Bida just now, not only would his political future be ruined in the end. If you fall into the laughing stock of a wife-fearing wife, you will also be threatened by the mob's life.

Then, with a haggard countenance, Cicero asked Aetius, "But I don't know anything about military affairs, and I was slandered for retiring from the army. Aetius shook his head and patted his friend on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't think so much, it seems that the territory of Gaul inside and outside the mountains is quite peaceful now." Maybe you'll spend two or three years doing nothing in the Doge's palace in Milan. Cicero laughed as well, and he removed the circle chair. He went to the courtyard and asked Lenchart to prepare a shirt and armor for him, preferably made of calfskin, as it was not as heavy and abrasive as ordinary Legion armor, and it was very soft and comfortable, but Lenchatt's reply was to smack him hard. Cicero, who had no choice, could only beg his personal old slave Taylor to handle this matter.

Early in the morning of the second day, when Cicero and Aetius paced out the door, they found that the entire Palatine street was occupied by Claudius men holding pine lights, and Cicero turned around and was about to run towards the house, when Claudius and Lipida, who came out from the side, called him, "Don't be nervous, we are escorting you to the consul." Cicero felt both frightened and ashamed, but he also had to admit that without these two by his side, he would have been ruthlessly torn apart by the mob in the streets, and in fact, as he walked through the crowd with his head hanging down, the sound of threats and shouting would be heard in his ears from time to time, and each time he would tremble with high tension.

I don't know how long this torment lasted until the consul's residence, Cicero went in with his head bowed to convey his loyalty to Caesar, and Claudius put his arm on the shoulders of Li Bida at the door, and asked, "Is this how he is cheap?" ”

"No, it's just a matter of needing him now, remember the proverb that the accounts of wheat purchases will not be calculated until after the fall."

When Claudius heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she smirked inexplicably.

So, when the Senate met again a short time later, Caesar brought up the old story again, and Cato the Younger confronted him, and then Caesar suddenly clapped his hands, and he very impolitely suppressed Cato's rebuttal, saying, "What do I want to explain here?" Even when you all think I'm for personal gain, the irony is that I'm the only one in Rome who really cares about the situation around me. In the last hundred years, the Roman Republic has been so powerful that it has forgotten that in the distant forests, swamps and deserts, there are countless barbarians like beasts and snakes and scorpions, coveting the wealth of Rome, paralyzed Romans, should we forget the shame of the Gauls when they conquered Rome. Forgot that the Senate's chosen father was beheaded by a Celtic sword in the middle of the city, and blood flowed all over the ground? Should we forget how lax we were after the First Punic War, when merchants and prostitutes filled the barracks, and how the soldiers had to find slaves to do the work for us? Shall we forget how greedy our officials and generals were at the time of the Jugurdah conspiracy, so much so that the enemies of Rome constantly humiliated us on the battlefield and beyond? If we focus on the lethargic pleasures of the couch and discard the long-decayed sword, the new enemy will remind us of the bloody and hard days. ”

"What makes you have such a delirium?" Cato's words caused a burst of laughter in the Senate.

But Caesar then raised the curling vellum, and when Cicero, who was in his seat, saw this, he began to look around uneasily, trying to make eye contact with the others. "Honorable ladies and gentlemen, if I may be allowed to read this letter aloud, I will see that I have not been alarmist just now. It was sent to me privately by a Germanic chieftain, Aliovistus, and it was made clear that Gaul outside the mountains was already in turmoil and infighting, and that the Germanic tribes had begun to cross the rivers and began to migrate into Gaul, which would have a terrible knock-on effect, as had been the pattern of barbarian invasions throughout the ages. The climate and the turmoil made them like frightened birds, avoiding the cold and wild northlands, crossing the great mountains (referring to the Alps), thirsting for sword and blood to gain a foothold in the warm south, our Apennines. So, in the next two to three years, in the war-torn land of Gaul, what could be more important than for me, the chief consul, to go there as a governor and build a steel barrier for the city of Rome? That's why I reiterate again and again that Barsatus's proposal, which is a real necessity and not a vague self-interest as some have been slandered, is a high-sounding excuse that can be used in any attack. ”

"Julius. Caesar, you are absolutely alarmist, may I ask where the threat of war in your mouth lies in the actual world? Cato was anxious, got up and retorted. (To be continued......)