Chapter 4: Chains and Hunger Strike (Part II)
"Child, you should give up this idea, Cicero does not need to be put to death now." Li Bida stood under the patio in the front hall of the courtroom, turned around and said, in the setting sun, his black hair and beard had already run a few silver-white hair, making him more stable and majestic, and the tone of his words was also unquestionable.
"Dear guardian, I seem to have put forward a bold suggestion, that is, you have regressed too much from just now, which is not at all your usual style, is it because you are not short of money to spend, so that you are not as uneasy as my father Antony, so that you will leisurely give in to those women? The money, the gold and silver jewelry, the real estate in their names, can they still make any decent contribution to the republic, they will only reward the money to the good lady, the male pet, and even the maid who combs the hair. Young Caesar couldn't stand it anymore and began to publicly accuse Li Bida.
And Anthony over there also clamored, saying that he would immediately sign the seal on the proclamation, pull Cicero to the square with his guards and execute him on the spot, and also bring his younger brother Quintus to the Dharma.
Li Bida was silent, and stood there, but the two of them did not even take out the sign to vote - Anthony stood directly at the door of the courtroom, shouting the password to the guards, and the non-commissioned officers with high feathers on their helmets kept nodding their heads, and then shouted slogans, one after another, and many of them fastened their swords and prepared to climb Palatine Hill and hunt Cicero.
"Remember, take him on a chain and tie him like a dog." Anthony triumphant.
At this time, Li Bida also came to the front of the steps and made a gesture to stop. "All disbanded. Homecoming! β
This time. Anthony and his guards were stunned, and then Li Bida's voice became more stern, "I repeat it again, return to the camp!" With that, the Madjet Guards also walked down the steps one after another, resisting the positions of Anthony and the Young Caesar Guard.
"What are you doing here?" Anthony was furious, and he bared his teeth like a lion in anger who tried to snatch the territory or the territory was taken away.
"I wanted to ask what you're doing. Marco, and Turinus, please provide a reason. "I can give a reason, you are about to go to southern Gaul, Turinus is going to Greece, and I am going to conquer Spain, so there must be someone left in Rome to calm the order." β
"That's it. I think Panza and Pisso are enough. Young Caesar disagreed.
"No, not at all. If we want to protect Rome in our backyard, we can no longer continue to suppress it alone, but Cicero needs to act as a symbolic hub, coordinating the interests of all parties, and I have considered that he is undoubtedly the best candidate at the present - because he is cowardly, he has no armed base, and he will not pose any threat to us; It is also because he has a certain prestige and a certain ability to govern, and he can restore order to the city and the whole republic with Piso. Aren't taxes what you want to see? And now, if we were to chain up the whole nation of freemen, merchants, and noblewomen as we would animals, and frantically cut off each other's flesh, and let them go on hunger strike until they died, it would not be far from the time when we ourselves would starve to death. β
"Who cares about that? As long as we have achieved victory and conquest, what we want to ask for from the loser, then there is something, because the victor has the right to demand a piece of the loser, which is the immutable iron law of the world. β
"Enough, you two Roman mentality!" Li Bida's words couldn't help but make Anthony and Young Caesar stunned, what do you mean by "you two sets of Roman thinking"? It's unreasonable!
"What do you say? I hope to hear it again, dear guardians. Young Caesar couldn't help but tremble.
"I said you two can throw away your old rotten thinking from your mind." Li Bida pointed his finger on his forehead contemptuously, "That's right, in this regard, you are almost like Brutus and Cassillo, your path has been fixed, it has nothing to do with your age and wisdom, just like Appian Avenue is immutable, can you transform this country?" I doubt it. Anthony: Why do you want Cicero to die? Because you hate him, because when he was consul, he had your stepfather executed, and Frivia wanted him to die, because he had defended Claudius's murderer; However, it is not that I need Cicero to live now, but that our cause needs him to live, and I do not like to work with people who always put their personal grievances in the public interest, and if you think back to all the stupid things you have done before, you should know that I am more relieved to hand over the city of Rome to Cicero and Piso than to you. β
After saying that, Li Bida said to Octavian again, "What is the reason why you want Cicero to die?" β
"Because I am behind inciting the noblewoman to resist taxes, if the guardian wants to talk about the public interest, I can give a good reason for this."
Suddenly, Li Bida's eyes were like lightning, approaching and slashing into the chest of Young Caesar, "You are simply talking nonsense, my Turinus. From just now, your eyes never left Cicero's wife, how much assets did Cicero have, 300,000 dinars, or 500,000 dinars? You are not right to try to possess his wife, although I have given Corinna to you, and I do not hold any undue accusation against you for such desires, but please return to what I have just commented, that I also dislike people who put their personal desires above their careers, and Turinus your expression simply disappoints me. β
These words were like a sentence on the cheek of the young Caesar, and a slap was a bloodstain, which made him keep cramping back and back, panting, and did not dare to make contact with the guardian again.
Before Anthony could retort angrily, he turned away, "If the present country is like a sick body, and the former public enemy has declared that we have scraped off the carrion and wounds attached to it, and now if we want to revive it, we must feed it fresh herbs and delicious and healthy dishesβmy words are clear enough, and if you don't understand them, then we can vote on the cards and make a final conclusion on the matter, and I am tired of continuing the debate. The city of Rome needs two procurators to run together, Turinus is not good for your experience and qualifications, and Antony is an idiot when it comes to politics. β
Afterwards, Li Bida took out a sign with the word "pardon" from his robe and placed it on the judgment table.
Young Caesar secretly rubbed his chest with his hands, and he didn't say a word for a long time, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was very difficult, but in the end, he had no choice but to take out the "pardon" sign.
"Alright, Marco, you don't have to continue, the end is decided." Li Bida looked at Anthony, who was still hesitating, and then slowly walked out of the hall. (To be continued......)