Zhang Heng heard the quarrel coming from outside, and recognized Commodus's voice from it, so he walked out of the house.

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty?" The little slave girl was taken aback, "Wait, are you really ......"

"No one in Rome would dare to pretend to be the emperor." Commodus waved his hand and asked the guards around him to step aside, and Zhang Heng also asked the little slave girl to go back to the house first.

"Is there anything Your Majesty has come to me so late?"

This is a good question, and Commodus himself doesn't know why he wants to see Zhang Heng so much.

After watching the bullfighting performance in the afternoon, his mood could not be calm for a long time, Zhang Heng's heroic posture on the back of the bull appeared in his mind from time to time, plus he had just gotten a bad news, there seemed to be an undercurrent in the Senate, and someone greeted him with a smile on his face, but in private he was in tandem with others who didn't know what he wanted to do, Commodus was a little irritable, so he left the palace and walked here.

Of course, these things cannot be told to outsiders.

Kang Maode wanted to congratulate Zhang Heng on his achievements in the previous gladiatorial performances, but before he could speak, he heard Zhang Heng continue, "Your Majesty seems to have some trouble. ”

"How do you know, do you know how to read minds?" Commodus was surprised.

Zhang Heng didn't answer, but turned around and walked back into the house, and after a while, he came out with two training swords and threw one of them to Commodus.

"Huh?" Commodus took the wooden sword, a little surprised.

"Attack me." Zhang Heng said, holding another wooden sword.

"Uh, I won't, gladiator." As if he had picked up something hot, Commodus hurried to return the wooden sword in his hand.

But then I listened to Zhang Hengdao, "You are a person who has led the army to fight, and you should have practiced how to fight." ”

"Of course," Commodus was still quite proud of this, "a qualified emperor needs to be able to lead troops into battle, although most of the time I don't need to charge into battle, but my martial arts are actually quite good, I can put down two ordinary soldiers by myself, and my father has praised me, but it's still not as good as you." ”

"That's fine," Zhang Heng put on a defensive posture, "I don't know why you're bothered, but I think I can make you forget about your troubles, albeit only temporarily." ”

"No, no, no," Commodus waved his hand, "I can't, I'm the Emperor, I shouldn't do such a thing if someone else sees it......"

"There's no one else here, as long as I don't say it, no one will know, come on, this kind of thing is not more difficult than going to Dioryuan's house for dinner, right?"

The young emperor laughed when he heard this, "Haha, Senator Dior is the most powerful person in the Senate, and I need his support if my rule is to be stable, but I really don't like him, this old fox wants to get more from me, but this is politics, isn't it, what, I didn't perform well enough that night, and I was seen through by you at a glance, by the way, I remember that there were rumors outside that you were a prince or general of the Han Empire or something, is it true?" ”

"It doesn't matter anymore, I'm just a slave in Rome." Zhang Hengdao.

"Okay." Commodus finally made up his mind and held the wooden sword in his hand, "Then let's play for a while, let's talk about it first, I still have a lot of things to do, and I can't stay here for too long." ”

…………

That being said, Commodus didn't expect to play for an hour.

Of course, he couldn't beat Zhang Heng, so it was not so much a gladiatorial game as a gladiatorial teaching, but Commodus did not feel the boredom and boredom of practicing swords before, on the contrary, there was always an inexplicable motivation hanging him, making him forget the passage of time, Zhang Heng deliberately controlled his strength, and the strength he showed was a little higher than Commodity.

But it was this that the young emperor could never jump, but it also prompted Commodus to constantly reflect on which of his previous movements were not right, where he could improve again, and when he finally made up for this shortcoming, he reaped a sense of satisfaction, and then a new challenge would appear.

It's a pity that Commodus hasn't played Wolf, otherwise he would have found that the difficulty of the challenge he encountered overlapped with the difficulty curve of Wolf. In addition, Zhang Heng, as a person who understands history, knows very well how much Commodus likes gladiatorial fighting, although Commodus finally became a gladiatorial maniac, and there are many reasons why he gave up on himself after being betrayed by Lucyla, but this love is indeed something in his bones, and it is difficult to hide it, even Dior could see it last night, let alone Zhang Heng.

It wasn't until Commodus threw away the wooden sword in his hand and collapsed on the ground that he realized that so much time had passed.

And just like Zhang Heng said before, now his troubles have indeed disappeared a lot, replaced by a sense of satisfaction after discovering his progress.

"I realized that it was so interesting to compete with people in the end." Commodus gasped.

You must know that absolutely most gladiators are slaves who are sold to gladiator schools, and they are risking their lives to fight people in every performance, and if they are not trained well, they will be eliminated, sent to the mine to mine, and they are trying their best to survive every day, how can they enjoy this kind of teaching treatment from Commodus.

But Zhang Heng didn't refute it, he could see that Commodus was on the rise, and of course he wouldn't say anything bad about the scenery.

In fact, after getting along with Commodus during this time, Zhang Heng gradually figured out the temper of the young emperor.

Different from the historical records of tyrants, at least twenty years old Commodus did not show any characteristics of calamity to the country and the people, on the contrary, the current Commodus is a bit of a thin ice, conscientious, because he has a father who is too awesome, so he has been living in the shadow of his father, so no matter what happens, the first thing he thinks about is what my father will do here.

He struggled to maintain the vow he had made on his father's deathbed to be a qualified leader and continue Rome's past glory, but he didn't know what to do, and although Aurelius had groomed him, he was still under his father's wing, so everything went well, but once Aurelius died, especially after Commodus returned to Rome from the front, he found the political situation far more complicated than he had imagined.

He had to deal with the pressures and temptations from all sides alone, and to make matters worse, he had only one sister left in his immediate bloodline, who seemed to have little interest in helping him, his mother was no longer there before his father's death, and there were no politically experienced elders to advise him, so Commodus was hesitant to make decisions and doubtful of himself.

Zhang Heng somewhat understood why the Balance Blade was going to attack Aoterus.

In this case, Commodus's advisors and friends have a lot of influence on him, and Zhang Heng himself doesn't believe in any oracles at all, obviously some people think that Ortrus has too much influence on Commodus, so they want to use the hand of the Balance Blade to get rid of him.