Augustus Road

Neruda's Colosseum was filled with people everywhere, with carriages and parasols lining the entrance below. Business dealers and prostitutes were walking around under the sculptures of various gods without any shame. The announcer kept repeating the names of Brutus and Cassius amidst bursts of cheers, praising him and his family for their glory and generosity, because together with many specially selected fathers of the Senate, they took out a full three One million dinars of silver coins were used to sponsor the event and most of the free banquet afterwards. .: . However, the announcer also added the name of Malulus, the trusted mayor, after all, this event was held in his name, and Brutus and Casio were just sponsors.

At the same time, Octavian, Maecenas and Agrippa stood under the wind tower that stood on the site of Varin's apartment, and erected Caesar's cloak on it, which was pure white and made of heavy sheep. Made of woolen material, it was the casual clothes that Caesar loved to wear in his spare time in winter. Now, like a flag, he summoned the common people from the river port, Avendine Hill, and the Appian Avenue neighborhood. People noticed that beside Octavian, eight slaves were lifting Caesar's gold and ivory throne high.

"Citizens and veterans, this cloak is the flag, and this golden throne is the logo. I have repeatedly appealed to the Senate, to the numb people, and to the soldiers whose will and loyalty are not stable enough. Don't forget Caesar, don't forget how such a sacred figure died tragically at the hands of a villain. Unfortunately, before the summer passed, the situation took a tragic turn. The filth is still protecting the criminals. Some of Caesar's subordinates are going back on their word and are trying to gain power in the name of revenge. Now, Caesar, that is, I think that being tolerant is no longer helpful and is necessary. It's time to take real action - these things were given to me by my dead adoptive father's wife. She told me to take the child if you want to use it. I hope it can arouse everyone's memories of courage and conscience. I am very happy today, that is, the crowd that has come so far has reached 30,000 people, and there are also a thousand veterans of my adoptive father who are willing to serve as my bodyguard to protect me from being killed by people with ulterior motives. What else do I have to fear? ? Young Caesar, with your support, is fearless, so let us march to the Colosseum, where the feast of murderers and trolls is shamefully taking place in broad daylight, let me go there to express our Grievance and appeal!”

"March to the Colosseum. Exhibit Caesar's golden throne in the colonnade!" tens of thousands of people and veterans raised their arms and shouted.

"How could Brutus be so virtuous? Why should he show off his glory? How could Cassius be so virtuous? Why should he sponsor this event? Smash everything, smash everything!" Agger next to Octavian Ripa and Avinus also took the opportunity to shout. Inciting everyone's emotions, the clarion call for a formal declaration of war was sounded.

"Go forward, go forward, O Julius, your heroic spirit in heaven, protect young Caesar and all his followers." The crowd sang this song, and then carried Caesar's throne at the front of the team. People were carrying iron rods, table legs, daggers, and meat hooks, and like the huge waves of the furiously tumbling Tiber River, they surged unstoppably toward the Colosseum.

Soon, the elders who were still watching the game got the news one after another. They were shocked and went out without even saying hello. The rest of the people didn't know why. , which can accommodate thousands of people, began to become restless.

"Don't run away, Casca, tell your fear!" When Casca was about to run away, Brutus sat on his seat and shouted to him.

"That Octavian has organized thousands of people to display Caesar's relics in front of the colonnade of the Colosseum." Casca said breathlessly.

"That's his right and freedom. I don't understand what you have to fear?" Brutus said calmly.

"What I'm afraid of is the ghost of Caesar. I now feel that it exists in every neighborhood and alley in Rome. In everyone's heart, it keeps laughing at me and intimidating me. I dare not face anything related to this name. The same goes for you, I have to go." Casca shouted hysterically, then covered his face and escaped from the Colosseum in embarrassment under the protection of armed door slaves.

Soon, the senators and knights on the seats fled and scattered, leaving only Brutus, Cassius and a few others, the awkward announcer with staring eyes, and the choir wandering around the venue. The audience in the iron fence outside, whether they were civilians, foreigners or ladies, all disappeared without a trace in a short time. The whole excitement dissipated in the noise and chaos, "Why don't you leave? , Cassio? Listen, the roar of rage outside is getting closer, and I seem to hear the mocking voice of Caesar's ghost." Brutus looked at Cassio and said.

"We have to fight to the death, Marcus. Escape with me to Lusitania. Don't count on Cicero. Only now do I know that we were all betrayed by him. Fortunately, Spinzel took the lead in connecting us. Many elders who are sympathetic to us will have arranged our current retreat. In short, we cannot confront Octavian face to face. This young man is a good master of planning, and we have all been 'blinded' by him. "Kaxiyu said as he wrapped himself in his robe and put on his dagger.

"This sword is the one used to assassinate Caesar?"

"That's right."

"Well, let's fight side by side, but the battlefield is definitely not Lusitania." Brutus said, jumped up from his seat, and retreated with Cassius, "Let's go to my villa in the suburbs to stay temporarily. If I'm not mistaken, the Senate will be convened soon, but we must not go, because that meeting will sentence us to death."

At this moment, outside the Colosseum, Octavian's vanguard veteran guards had already arrived on the street. When they saw the many treasures, spices and statues under the colonnade, they shouted, "These are all exhibited by the murderer who killed the dictator. Confiscate them all, and smash all that cannot be confiscated!" Everyone shouted in unison, and then frantically raised their bags and put their valuables into them. More people waved sticks and smashed them.

When Caesar's throne and Octavian himself arrived here amid the cheers of the crowd, Octavian pointed to the empty Colosseum and announced to everyone, "The enemy has escaped, I ask you what to do?"

"Hunting them!" Everyone answered like this.

"Then, go to Capitoline Hill, to the Forum, to the Bergamo, to the Julian Hall, control everything in Rome, I believe they will give an explanation." The "they" in Octavian's mouth obviously refers to the Senate of the Temple of Concordia. ;