Every time Caesar came to Rome, it felt like Rome had become more dilapidated. This may be because the Romans have always had a culture of respecting their ancestors and cherishing ancient buildings. I can't bear to destroy or even tear down these historic relics just because they no longer have a practical function. The architecture of Rome was so good and bad in the eyes of the people, because Rome was so vast at that time, it was impossible for her to be like a decent and attractive woman, and every detail was impeccable, and if she had to use a metaphor to describe the city of Rome, she was indeed like a princess in distress: although her body was dirty and crippled, and she was dressed in tattered clothes, she could already recognize the unique temperament and charm of the king.

Early in the morning, the people of Rome consciously took to the streets to appreciate the demeanor of the leader of the Julius family from the north. Escorted by the heavy cavalry guards of the Gallic Legionary Academy, Caesar entered the city of Rome through the Capona Gate.

Today's Caesar is radiant and energetic more than ever. He rode on a nimble, muscular, and imposing black Persian horse, and wore his own glorious tunic of purple and crimson stripes, a sleeveless high priest's robe. Surrounded by the cheers of the people and the sky full of flower petals, we marched towards the Roman Forum. People shouted Caesar's name in homage. His face was full of reverence and adoration, and he paid the highest respect to the great service he had made to Rome. Caesar was resolute, with a faint confident smile on his angular face. He frequently waved to the Roman people on both sides of the road to thank them for welcoming him.

Next to Ferravies, on a horse of the same fine Persian warhorse, sat Antony, who was 21 years old this year but was already the commander of the Roman legions. He was tall and handsome, with a short cloak wrapped around the gold necklace around his neck, one side of which was blown behind him by the wind, revealing the same scarlet lining as his tunics, and the breastplate and shoulder armor on his body were shining. The silver helmet is adorned with ostrich feathers dyed red. The broad forehead, the high bridge of the nose, the deep blue eyes, and the lips of the surname made all the women of the city of Rome who saw him for the first time excited, screaming, and throwing flower petals at his body without hesitation.

Antony sat on his horse, his eyes looking ahead, his gaze determined, not in the slightest touched by the screams of the woman, which made the girls of Rome even more intoxicated and unstoppable, and made him look even more heroic.

On the vast and tall marble steps in front of the Great Hall of Amelia on the north side of the Grand Forum, all the members of the Senate, led by Pompeii and Macentius, the two consuls of the Roman Republic, were waiting for Caesar's arrival early.

Pompey knew that Caesar, who had always kept a low profile, was deliberately wearing the ornate high priest's robes without armor today, so that he could clearly understand that the Julius family had a sacred and inviolable status in Rome, and not to have any unrealistic evil ideas about this fact.

"Caesar, my dear comrade-in-arms, I haven't seen you for five years, and you are still so healthy and energetic" Pompeii took the initiative to open his arms to meet Ferravis, who was walking up the steps. The two hugged each other cordially on the steps and looked at each other, three decades ago when they had fought side by side against Sparta's perfidy on the Greek peninsula. If you put aside the conflict of factional interests, the personal friendship between the two people is still very strong.

Pompey then introduced the councillors to Ferravis, and the smiles on the faces of the House of Representatives were somewhat ill-intentioned and insincere compared to the bright smiles on the faces of the Roman people. Caesar's firm, intimidating, penetrating eyes swept across the faces of the House of Representatives. Let these gentlemen, who are pampered and spend all their time drinking, dare not look at this Roman legion commander who has been in a hundred battles and is decisive.

After a grand welcome feast, Pompey ushered Caesar into his private reception room in the Senate. In addition to the warm sunlight streaming in through the windows, the numerous lights illuminate the room, which, together with the dazzling decorations, gilded ceilings and golden eaves, makes Ferravis feel like he is in the most magnificent palace in the world.

As soon as he entered the Senate, Caesar was still a little taboo, after all, this was Rome, and although his Gallic legion was stationed outside the city, once there was a change, these brave and warlike soldiers could not save themselves in a short time.

Therefore, he insisted that Anthony and Yang Rui be by his side, and Pompey did not object to Caesar's request. It seems that the great man in Rome did not have any murderous intentions towards Caesar at the moment.

After taking a seat in the reception room, Pompeii personally got a cup of tranquilizing flower tea, and then handed it to Caesar and said with a smile: "How is it?" Have you had enough of the ghost weather in Gaul and are starting to miss the gentle drizzle of Rome? ”

Caesar took the teacup and said with a smile: "Not only the weather in Rome, but also the women here." It's all the objects I miss! ”

Pompey smiled and said, "The banquet just now is just a scene, and when it comes to the evening, in my house, I will prepare another grand banquet for you, and at that time, there will be too many women for you to start." ”

Caesar took a sip of the warm and sweet tea of the Tranquility Flower, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That would be great, the Gallic women are indeed not as gentle as the Roman women, and the charm is boundless." ”

Pompeii sat down across from Caesar, looked at his old friend with a smile and said, "Still, I have something to discuss with you before the evening feast begins. ”

Caesar glanced at Yang Rui and Anthony standing at the door, and there was a trace of caution in his heart, but his expression was always calm, and he asked lightly: "What do you want to discuss with me?" ”

Pompey was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Your twenty Gallic legions are stationed outside the city, and the Senate wants to know what your purpose is?" ”

Caesar had expected Pompey to ask such a question, so he smiled and said, "That's my army, I want them to be stationed wherever I want." ”

"That's the army of the Republic!" Pompey's face became solemn, and his voice rose a lot, and he reminded Caesar that he had said, "This is the indestructible law of the Republic for hundreds of years." No one can break it, the army cannot belong to any individual! You have committed a felony by doing so! And did not surrender military power before crossing the Rubicon, and the fate of the herald of the Senate is unknown, I hope you will give me a reasonable explanation. ”

Speaking of this, the atmosphere in the room was a little tense, Anthony at the door had already held his big hand tightly on the hilt of his sword, as if he was about to pull out his short sword and slash Pompeii at any time, while Yang Rui on the side was smiling and did not move, just quietly looking at the two Roman bigwigs in the room. (To be continued.) )