But as if he had not heard, he placed the sword of Ottolicus on the ivory tray of the study case, and then took out a glass of herbal wine, and as he sipped it, admiring it with relish, "Oh, excuse me, my son, you just said that the six thousand Talents of Mithridates were fake? I'm sorry I'm not interested in this question, I'm struggling with how to spend the money now, maybe Crassus will be disappointed, but I definitely won't, although my memory is decaying, I can still expect that Pompey will send someone to ask me for this sword in three or five days, and he himself will be trapped in the city of Ponticabion. ”

"Yes, and most likely Pompey's most trusted slave, the Galilean who betrayed you before came to ask for it." Behind Lucuras, a smile appeared on the hanging hand of Calabis, and he understood what the Lord longed for most, "I can leave this negotiation to you, father, to your satisfaction." ”

By the fish pond below the study, Marcos was laughing and kicking the ball with the little pigeon in the shade of the tree, and soon the little pigeon had the upper hand, while Porti, sitting under the parasol, was holding Corinna in his arms.

Little Leo had a cold for the past two days, so he was settled in his apartment on Cruchola Street, where he was cared for by a nurse and a herbalist.

"I can leave this matter to you, I have already guessed that you are going to complete the handover of this sword at a large banquet in Purima after the fair!"

"That's right, this will relieve your father's biggest breath." Calabis said.

He bowed his head and drank another glass of wine. Then, when he tried to put the wine cup in front of his desk, his steps staggered a little, and Calabis hurriedly helped him up, "No, no, the weather may be a little hotter today." The Lord of the Protectors, with his somewhat heavy head hanging down, sat down on the edge of the table, and Calabis looked at the medicine and wine, and then advised: "These so-called calming medicines will make you lose your mind. ”

"But I can still give you a bigger liliang when I am sane. My son. ”

Calabis held the patron by the knee. "Father, I need a sum of money, and this sword was taken from your brother-in-law, though you hate him." But he and I both need money. to cope with Pompey returning to Rome. I offended Pompey, he knew it. I will definitely double your repayment in the future. ”

Hearing this, Lucuras was silent for a moment. He asked, "Let me guess, Claudius needs money to be a tribune; And the son you need money to follow Caesar to Lusitania. ”

"That's right, Julius. Caesar's ascension to the post of governor of Spain had been delayed due to debt, and he had only a year and a half left to pay, and if he could not repay the debts, his career as governor and consul would be in vain. ”

"Son, you and the crocodiles have to be careful that you become their food as you work together to hunt for food. I don't like Caesar, he's an extremely dangerous radical. Lucuras helped Calabis up, "But I trust you, and I'll immediately entrust me with my confidential drafting of a Peculium for you." ”

When the word Peculium popped out of Luculas's mouth, Calabis shuddered, this thing is "dissolution", that is, the patriarch of the family nucleus analyzes the property with a document equivalent to the validity of the will, and gives it to any member of the family, even if it is a slave or a freeman, and after the death of the patriarch, this member can still inherit this part of the property.

It didn't take long for Lucuras to gently hold the Peculium amber plate and the document stamped with his ring seal in front of Calabis, "Here is the property of 1,200 Tallents, and from now on it is at the disposal of my son Calabis, go chase your dreams, take the missing part of my regrets, my life is no longer an old-fashioned comedy, you may be the biggest gain of my expedition to Little Asia." ”

Calabis, with trembling fingers, took the paper, then put his adoptive father's hand on his forehead, tears streaming down his face, "I don't know"

"It doesn't matter if you know it or not, Calabis, you are a member of my Familia (family), I am exercising my potestas (parental rights), there is nothing surprising about it, is it not a natural virtue for parents to nurture their children's future?" Then, Lucuras seemed to have the power of herbs in effect, saying that I was feeling sleepy and needed a rest, and that I would be much clearer when I had finished sleeping, and that I would have books to write.

Close the window in and out of the hot air, quit the study, Calabis, slowly walked to the lawn by the fish pond, greeted Marcos, and then sat under Potty's parasol, teasing Corinna, who was just full-term, the little girl's eyes were not fully opened, she would only suck her father's fingers in a daze, Potty handed him a glass of mint water, "That sword is the sword of my king before, right?" ”

Seeing Calabis nodding, Porti wiped the sweat from the man's forehead with his hand, "Then you have seen Your Excellency the princess, is she okay?" ”

"She's good, she's already the queen of the little kingdom of Eubertnia." Calabis replied with some concealment.

Potti, who took Calabis's hand, whispered: "With Adiana's temperament, she will definitely ask you to stay in her kingdom, Calabis - xiexie you, whether you are for the little pigeon, for Leo or Corinna, you also think that there is a family in the city of Rome where you can leave the royal daughter and return, xiexie." ”

"Weishenme doesn't say about yourself?"

"Because we're just in a relationship of concubinage."

"Do you think so? Yes, yes, I and Adiana do, but I don't" Calabis was a little confused, and could only hold his nose and mouth between his hands.

At this time, Marcos came running and shouted for Calabis to join in, and to play the "three-man ball" with the little pigeon, and to take out ten dinars as lottery heads, and then seven or eight slaves came running, three of them were responsible for collecting the ball, three were responsible for scoring, and some were responsible for taking the money box. "Go to Calabis." Potty smiled, coaxing Corinna, whose eyes were closed tiredly, and gently nudging her man.

In the study, Luculas watched silently through the window, squinting his eyes.

Calabis was right, and three days later he was asked to meet him at a Jewish temple, and when he arrived, he found that the roof and steps of the temple had been destroyed, because Cicero, during his consulship, had vigorously attacked usury and incidentally excluded Jewish merchants, because of the inextricable connection between the two.

Demetrius, dressed in a white tunics, led his horse and waited for him at the door of the temple, where there were no steps.

"Want to get Altolicus back and apply for a big triumphal increase in weight for your master? Yes, in five days at Villa Prima, come to the banquet with eight hundred talents. Calabis stood in front of the smoke-filled ruins of the temple and spoke to Demetrius. (To be continued......)