"Here I have to say, congratulations in advance, Arecio." Luga spoke unhurriedly as she helped Arecio pour her wine.

This sudden blessing made Arecio a little unbearable, and he raised his head and stared at Luga in surprise with wide eyes, his eyes full of surprise, surprise and a hint of anticipation.

"What do you say? Luga. Arecio refused to believe his ears for a long time, and he craned his neck as if to tell Luga: I don't understand, you repeat it.

"I mean, you don't have to stay here, it's not a place for you, am I right? Aresio. ”

"Damn it!"

As soon as Luga said this, Arecio rose from his seat like a spring. He was so angry that his face was flushed, he glared at Lu Jia angrily, and pointed at Lu Jia's arm and still trembled, in the end, he couldn't help but not get angry, it seemed that he still figured out how to restrain his temper, slowly sat down and took the poured wine and drank it up.

What do you mean by that? Luga, Your Excellency. Arecio looked at Luga, his words revealing a little vigilance, he must be guessing what Luga was thinking at this time, could it be that he was unloading the mill and killing the donkey?

"I don't think it's been a long time since you've been back to Rome." Luga pinched the wine glass with his index finger and thumb, and slammed the flask that was set aside, and said this coldly.

"What?" Arecio instantly became half excited, he sat up straight, his eyes widened and he looked at Luga with an expectant look, "Really? You promise? You're not lying? Or, what do you want to express, let me go back, in what capacity? ”

"Of course, it's the treasurer, that's your place." Luga said, taking out a carefully wrapped piece of parchment from his pocket and handing it to Arecio, "This is approved by Valentinian III himself, see, I am not lying to you, for God's sake." ”

"Oh, oh! OMG! Looking at the richly decorated parchment in Luga's hand, so carefully packaged that Arecio's eyes lit up, he covered his mouth with his left hand, afraid that he didn't want Luga to see his embarrassed appearance when he was surprised, but he couldn't control himself, in the end, he stretched out his right hand to take the parchment, looking at the parchment in his eyes, Arecio couldn't wait to open the parchment to verify the correctness of the words on it.

Arecio exclaimed, not sure of the authenticity of this thing until he saw Valentinian's signature at the bottom, although the handwriting looked sloppy and reluctant, but it was the real thing!

"Is this true?" Arecio looked up at Luga, his eyes uncontrollably excited, "This, you must have paid a great price, in my opinion, Valentinian must not be better than his mother!" ”

"Oh, forget that, Aresio, it's just a gift from me." Luga seemed to be very generous, and of course he would not tell Arecio that Arecio had been reinstated because Luga had promised to pay the taxes of the province he occupied and promised not to do so again, and that he had obtained Valentinian's forgiveness.

"Prepare to go, Arethio."

Another month passed, and in Ludinand, the governor of the Governor's House of Aetius, raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling above him, saying nothing.

In front of him were a bunch of senatorial bureaucrats and officers, including the commander of the Eighth Brother-in-Arms Legion, Tyris, the commander of the Fourteenth Twin Legion, Lytoll, the Elder, and Pagavinigurus, the governor of Ludug Gaul. They stood in front of Aetius and consciously divided into two groups, Aetius did not say a word, and they were silent.

"Your Excellency." Seeing that he couldn't bear to be so cold, Lito was the most daring guy, but he still opened his mouth and said, "We have to come up with some solutions, now Flavis. Luga completely controlled the Senate with the army, and he was too rampant to take His Excellency as an archon seriously. ”

Directly opposite Aetius was a disgraced senator named Felimix, who was the one who, at the instigation of Remitius, stood up and took the lead in calling Luga a "rebel", and this bold man was now completely devoid of the domineering attitude that accused Luga.

Finally escaped from Rome, perhaps Berialius and Malenius, who took over Rome at this time, deliberately let him come to Aetius alive and tell him everything Aetius wanted to know.

Aetius lowered his head and looked at the philimicus, who had lowered his head and said nothing, and he couldn't help but mock: "Look at you, it's like a wild dog that has lost its home." ”

For such a blunt insult from Aetius, Felimex had no choice but to bury his head lower. He could only whisper in an almost mosquito-like voice: "I'm sorry, Lord Aetius, I disappointed you!" ”

Aetius didn't appreciate Felimex's apology, and he blamed not only Felimex, but also Remitius, a bastard who always messed things up.

Fortunately, Luga has a common hatred for him, and Aetius is afraid that if Luga puts aside his former resentment and throws an olive branch at him, I am afraid that this bastard who is about to die will be so excited that he will crawl on the ground like a coquettish dog and take it with both hands.

But Luka is not Jesus, so he won't be so generous.

"Litoll." Aetius opened his mouth and asked, "What did Valentinian say, that is, how are the negotiations for the wedding of my son Gordontius and his youngest daughter Eudoria going on?" ”

"My lord—" Litollo leaned over and saluted, looking at the people around him, he hesitated for a moment, then looked at Aetius and signaled with his eyes: there are too many people here, and it may not be convenient to speak.

Aetius quickly grasped Litolo's thoughts, and he waved at the others and said, "Stand down, all of you." ”

When the others left the chamber in confusion, Aetius sat up straight, and it seemed that this was the only thing that would be able to arouse his interest.

"Tell me, Littoll, what the hell did this Valentinian kid say?" Aetius was a little impatient.

"Very bad, Lord Aetius." Litolo's face was solemn, and he shrugged his shoulders and said to Aetius: "Very bad, Your Excellency, Valentinian's mood is fickle, and the attitude in front is still so relaxed. Luga took away the victory that should have belonged to us and he quickly changed his attitude, and I was puzzled because of his Flavies. Luga's blatant refusal to pay taxes to the Purple Chamber in front of all the commoners and nobles of Rome called into question Valentinian's authority, and who could he forgive him for such a great disrespect? ”

Hearing the news of Valentinian's refusal, Etiuston sat down in his seat like a deflated ball, first the military defeat made Luga swing, and then politically let Luga stab him in the back, and now the domestic situation is generally stable, Flavis. Luga had bared his fangs at him, and he had to be on guard.