Movie World I Am A King

Just when Zhou Ye was heading to Egypt...

In the city of Rome, there is also a storm brewing in the dark.

Ian is a nobleman and a member of the Senate.

Before Zhou Ye came, although Pompey was somewhat authoritarian, he was not like the current Big Three, who did everything without going through the Senate and directly arbitrarily.

This made him feel deeply humiliated...

The loss of power in his hands made Ian worry about gains and losses... Even when he walked on the street, he felt that the eyes of the common people were no longer as respectful as they used to be.

This made him even more unbalanced...

If you haven't tasted the feeling of holding power in your hands, although people also desire power, they will not be so lost like Ian.

It is precisely because I have experienced the taste of rights that I cannot tolerate the loss after losing rights.

Although his heart is full of indignation, Ian also knows that humans cannot compete with gods... So, for now, he only dares to show his anger at his servants at home... he doesn't even dare to show his anger in front of outsiders Show your anger.

Because of this, the servants in Ian's family were unlucky. No matter what they did, they would be disliked by Ian. They ranged from scolding to whipping...

The entire mansion was shrouded in low air pressure, and every servant was trembling...

It was midsummer, and the temperature in Rome was as high as 30 degrees Celsius. In such a sweltering weather, all Ian could do was to soak in the bathtub of his mansion and enjoy the coolness from the pool water...

Beside the bath, there were a few servants carrying various fruits and wine... They stood there tremblingly, for fear that they would be punished by their master again if they were not careful.

At this time, Ian was half lying in the pool water, with his eyes closed, as if he was taking a nap... But in fact, he couldn't calm down because of his uneasy mood, even the cool water in the pool couldn't drive away his heart. anger...

"Damn Caesar, damn Lucius..." Ian cursed in a low voice with difficulty: "May the gods of the gods, send down divine punishment, and punish these guys who believe in evil gods..."

At this moment, a servant came in cautiously from outside the house, "My lord...Lord Lucius sent an envoy to see you..."

"Lukius??" Hearing what the servant said, Ian, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes... "Why did he send someone here?"

The entire senate is composed of 300 noble elders. If there are too many people, there will naturally be factions... and Ian and Lucius are obviously not in the same faction.

Although Ian didn't really want to see Lucius' envoy at this time, but... now everyone belongs to the suppressed group, maybe he has something to discuss with himself? ?

Thinking of this, Ian ordered: "Let him in!"

"Yes, my lord!" The waiter responded, then hurriedly turned and walked out.

Not long ago, a young man wearing a traditional Roman white robe walked in.

"Lord Marcus, hello... I bring you greetings from Lord Lucius!!" The messenger walked to the edge of the pool and respectfully greeted Ian who was escaping the heat in the pool.

[In fact, Marcus is Ian's surname. The name of the Romans consists of three parts, real name, family name, and surname... I won't say his full name here. 】

"What is Lucius looking for me for??" Ian interrupted the messenger's greeting unceremoniously, and asked instead: "I have never had much interaction with him...why is he looking for me at this time?? "

The messenger who was interrupted was not angry, but said softly: "Actually, Mr. Lucius just wanted to invite you to the banquet tonight..."

"Banquet? What kind of banquet?? Not going..." At this time, Ian has no interest in attending the banquet at all...

"My lord, please don't rush to refuse. In fact, Lord Lucius not only invited you... but also invited all his colleagues..." the envoy said calmly, he was confident that he could make this man famous. Please go...

"All colleagues??" Hearing what the messenger said, Ian was slightly taken aback...but he quickly realized...

Lucius is trying to connect...

But... in this case, he had to go...

In the final analysis, politics has never been something that one person can play alone. To engage in isolationism in the Senate is to seek death.

Thinking of this, Ian nodded and said, "Okay, I know... I will go tonight!!"

"Looking forward to your visit!!" said the messenger, bowed slightly, and handed over a letter in his hand. "This is the address for the dinner party..."

A waiter took the letter from the envoy's hand, and respectfully delivered it to his master.

Ian looked at the address on the letter. It was in a relatively remote manor outside Rome... Obviously, Lucius was avoiding the eyes of some people...

It seems...Lukius is going to make a big move...

Ian couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Ian didn't even notice when the messenger left.

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The midsummer sun set very late, and when it was just getting dark, a very ordinary-looking carriage drove out of Ian's mansion... It didn't look like the one Ian was riding in on weekdays at all. The luxury cars and even the grooms who drive the cars are all dressed in tatters, looking no different from ordinary civilians.

The carriage drove along the avenue directly towards the east gate of the city of Rome...

After leaving Rome...

After the carriage made a big circle around the city of Rome, it sped towards a valley in the north.

When it was completely dark... the carriage had already arrived at the gate of a manor in the valley...

The gate of the manor, which was originally used to accommodate serfs, was already full of various carriages...

Although the styles of the carriages are different, they have one common characteristic...

That is very, very ordinary, ordinary like the carriages that can be seen everywhere in the city of Rome.

There was even a wretched-looking carriage, without a carriage, and only half a load of firewood on it...

Seeing this carriage, Ian, who had just stepped out of the carriage, smiled with disdain: "Heh... this must be the carriage of that coward Bastin... I guess he must have come out pretending to be a coachman!! "

"Hahaha...Ian, your observation skills are still so keen!!" A middle-aged man in a white robe came over and said with a smile: "You guessed right, that's Bastin's carriage……"