Augustus Road

In the Pharaoh's temporary palace in the Bay of Naples, the future finance minister Aemilius Lepidus opened the door with a bang and walked towards the rows of inner rooms. Among the curtains swaying in the wind, Cleopatra's two The combing maids, Iras and Charmian, staggered barefoot and hurriedly out, trying to stop Lepidus, but were pushed to the ground by Lepidus. .

On the golden couch behind the curtain, the ten-year-old Cleopatra was lying on her side next to the small table with her hair disheveled and her petite white legs exposed. Her face was flushed. The whole room was filled with a mysterious fragrance. Lepidus remained silent. He stepped forward, snatched a gold-inlaid plate from Cleopatra's hand, and threw it on the ground. Then he covered his nose with the corner of his robe and lifted Little Queen up. The plate It was filled with something mixed with poppy seeds, mandrake and special spices, and was lit for Queen Marie and her maids to smoke together. It is said that during the smoking process, it can cause people to have an intoxicating and paralyzing hallucination. , "You shouldn't bother me, you are too nosy. Lepidus, you are just a low-level attendant, and I am a descendant of the emperor, but you refuse my friendship. My father is admiring it in the hall over there. Twelve musicians contributed to the concert, why don't you go to him to talk about friendship..." Cleopatra said incoherently while pushing Lepidus randomly.

"Listen, let me tell you about this first. There are people from Egypt again!" Lepidus waved his hand, calling Iras and Charmion to come forward and hurriedly arranged the gown and bun of Little Queen's hair.

At this time, Cleopatra took a few sips of refreshing water to relieve her thirst after hallucinations. Then she gathered her strength and asked, "Is this the petition sent by my sister?"

"To be precise, it is the appeal group. It is not under the banner of your sister, but on behalf of the people of Alexandria. It came to Rome to appeal to your father."

"What are you complaining about, your father, Pharaoh? Corruption? Oppression? Cruelty? Then let the Roman legions enter Alexandria, and the tax collectors like you will come, squeeze out the money of these complaining people, and hand it over to the city of Rome. "What difference does it make, these despicable and short-sighted things?" Cleopatra jumped off the bed, sat in front of the mirror and put on a sari with embroidered suspenders, and then said to Lepidus while hanging her earrings. There is no need to inform my father about this matter. I will make a decision for you - how much does it cost to hire a team of thirty to fifty gladiators? "

"Why are you so polite? I have a team that you can use for free." Li Bida was extremely generous this time.

Cleopatra walked around behind Lepidus with a smile, hugged his back very affectionately, and said: "What I mean is to ambush and kill the appeal group when they enter the streets of Rome. This bloody act, Does it make you afraid of me?"

"No, of course not. In fact, I have already said that I will take care of your father's affairs completely as your business - just please don't smoke this stuff in this house in the future."

"Then don't you hold grudge against me for going to Caesar and selling you out in a second?"

"I don't think so. Don't think that Caesar can really help you... Even if he does, it's up to me to decide what to do. The most that Caesar or the Republic can do is help your father reset, and they can ultimately help you. Yes, it’s just me..."

Cleopatra chuckled, "From now on, you will be the best and best friend of the female pharaoh Cleopatra ten years from now."

On the street beside the dusty construction site of Pompeii Coliseum, Princia, the king of Roman courtesans, was lying lazily on the carriage. She stopped on the street and shook the oxtail fan in her hand, instructing the two maids to replace her. Buy fruits to relieve the heat. After all, the end of summer is still showing off the scorching heat, but her beautiful makeup remains unchanged. This is a skill she practiced hard when she was young. No matter how hot the weather is, she can compress the sweat in Under the pores, wait until you remove makeup at night before pouring out.

Princia was in a good mood, and when he saw Lepidus coming towards him, his mood seemed to be even better.

"It was you who encouraged Marcus to attend the secret meeting of those senators who had the same IQ level as my adoptive father." Lepidus walked to the sedan chair and asked straight to the point.

Princia sneered twice, turned her face away, and said, sorry, I'm just Marcos's mistress, and he doesn't need my permission to do anything...

"You are using your traditional tricks again, Princia. You got a lot of benefit from betraying Anthony's stepfather back then, and now you want to use Marcos to harm my patron's family." Lepida said this His words were not so exciting, but he said word for word, "I already know the purpose of the secret meeting of those fool-like senators. They are actually going to assassinate Pompey, and this list!" After saying that, Lepidus mentioned yesterday's secret meeting. Shaking out the amber plate that snatched Brutus, he continued: "The list of people involved in the assassination plan is very interesting - Byblos, Brutus, Bonis, and Marcus. This reminds me that Nengbu is like this I’m afraid there’s only one person in charge.”

At this time, Princia, who took the fruit bought by the maid, looked like she had no intention of listening to Lepida's nonsense, and tapped the bearer's back with the oxtail, signaling that he could leave.

"Byblos had previously interfered with Pompey's plan to resettle veterans. Brutus was the son of Seville, Caesar's favorite woman. Bonis was a close friend of Cato the Younger and Cicero, and Marcus was a friend of Pompey's before. The most beloved brother of my patron, Tuna, who is incompatible with each other. Therefore, the person who benefits the most from this assassination plan is Gnaeus Pompey!" Lepidus yelled at Princia.

"You're crazy." Princia said in a concealed manner.

"I'm not crazy. I have already figured out Pompey's plan inside and out. The so-called assassination is impossible to succeed. It is a farce used as an excuse for cleansing. Because the assassins selected by these stupid senators are already dead men who have been bribed by Pompey. His assassination is bound to fail. Then he will give out the list, and then Pompey's old soldiers will enter the city. By purging these conspirators, Bibrus, Caesar, Cato and Cicero will be unlucky, and my patron will even be involved in Crassus. Then Pompey will seize the power of the Republic without bloodshed, right."

"Why don't you suspect that it was Crassus or Cato who did it?" Princia retorted.

"Crassus has always controlled people with money. As for Cato the Younger? Although I hate him, I don't believe he would do such a thing. Pompey himself may not be able to come up with such a plan, but I know someone well. This plan must be his. I am too familiar with this feeling from beginning to end. That person is a Galilean." These words seemed to be true. Princia's face changed, but before she urged the sedan bearer, she revealed the truth to Lepidus. (To be continued.)