Chapter 31 Great Comet (Part 1)
"Not every man can afford to go to Corinth. *top*point* novel" - ancient Greek proverb. The city's Temple of Love supported more than a thousand high-end prostitutes
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"This feeling reminds me of the traditional green valleys on the British islands, the cold lakes and the misty rain and fog. After taking this bite, my whole body warmed up, as if I had participated in the Vulcan God Festival." In the pot. On the other side, a group of guests were sitting around each other. After finishing his taste, Virgil said involuntarily.
Caesar also tasted it, and then commented to all the guests, "I have been to Britain. It was just a legendary island before. It was the expedition of the fleet that made it a reality in the poet's writings. But it is not as good as the poet said. It is pleasant and the scenery is beautiful, but it has nothing to do with the miners. They can only wear thick clothes made of fur, huddle in a hole that is not exposed to the sun, suck in the dirty and thick dust, and worship the statue of the God of Fire carved on the rock. Their wives brought the food down in hanging baskets, and then the group made a fire and ate these things in the deep and terrifying cave where only starlight could shine through. "Then, Caesar brought the ladle to his mouth. , took another sip, and then expressed his thoughts to the silent guests, "This delicious and sweet taste reminds me of death."
Most of the guests present did not dare to say anything about Caesar's strange grand theory. However, the philosopher Tyranion invited by Lepidus asked, "Death is a very good topic. I didn't expect that the dictator would also have an interest in it." With interest, aren’t we preparing for death every day?”
Brilliant lights. and gorgeous murals. Caesar smiled and leaned on the couch, expressing his agreement with Tyranion's words, "Maybe you will find it strange, but I have been thinking about this issue since I was a child. What is death? What will happen to us in death?" How? The Romans do not need to deceive themselves like the Egyptians or the Germans, thinking that people are still alive after death and have such ridiculous and humble ideas. Only those who can face death calmly are truly strong."
"Then please ask Your Excellency the Dictator to express his true knowledge of death." The host Lepidus made this request at this time, and the guests cheered. Caesar took a wine glass from the side, then thought for a moment, and then like a poet or orator Put it that way, "Death is like this soup, which reminds me of the life of the British miners, because death is like a dark and deep cave. All the gains we have gained in life will be turned into a torch. It will burn brightly. Then I will hold the firelight and continue to explore towards greater light in the tunnel of death. Along the way, I will illuminate all kinds of beautiful murals, myths, wisdom, war, and emotions. I will be like a true philosopher. In this way, I understand all the mysteries of the known and unknown world. In this kind of happiness, I don’t know whether the years are cold or hot. It has nothing to do with me. I will eventually turn into a skeleton. While walking slowly, I suddenly see the light. , and then -" Caesar said this, he picked up the wine glass and said to everyone present, "I entered the magnificent restaurant, and all the people who turned into skeletons, Socrates, Plato, Moreau , and of course you, including the wise men who appear in later generations, drink together and share the great and sweet discoveries in the journey of death, for the sake of the Muse.”
The guests were all impressed by his open-mindedness and wit, so they laughed, picked up the drinks together, and shouted a toast to the Muse.
At this moment, Deximos, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly added a question, "What kind of death do you think is your favorite?"
Caesar's eyes turned to him gently, and then he said slowly but firmly, "I like sudden death the most. It is the kind without any burden, and there is no need to say goodbye to hundreds of my lovers." As a result, there was another person present. It was a burst of relaxed and understanding laughter.
After the dinner, Caesar was sitting deep in the flower gallery. He lamented that because of the thunderstorm, the clouds were too thick, resulting in the lack of moonlight at today's banquet. Lepidus stood quietly behind him and said for a long time. He said, "You should be very aware of the world without moonlight."
"Well, Lepidus, I know you care about me, but you should care more about this world. I will probably encounter an extreme death according to the script I like? But that doesn't matter, anyway, I will definitely become Characters sung in epic poems," Caesar said, still sitting there.
At this time Lepidus put his hand on Caesar's shoulder and said, "Maybe you should live and let all the miracles you dream of happen."
"I will live, but I may not be able to cause miracles to happen, because that kind of thing tortures me. When I was a treasurer, I went to Spain and saw the statue of Alexander the Great in the Temple of Mercury. I once lamented that I was already in my thirties, but could not achieve such achievements. But now, although I have lived twenty years longer than him, I have finally achieved the same level of achievements as him. In this regard, I have defeated Pang. Pei, defeated Crassus, how many people fell there before the journey began, turned into bones at the feet of others, just like you found Ilion, where is the glory and prosperity? It has been completely destroyed? The roaring waves and the ruthless wind and dust were obliterated, and only the name can last forever. Julius Caesar, future generations will definitely be crowned by this name." After saying this, Caesar stood up, patted Lepidus on the shoulder, and said. He said "take care, please" and left.
Late at night, a horse-riding token officer arrived at the Mars Campus, the camp of the Sixth Army. The chief centurion on duty, Hebrida, hurriedly opened the camp door to greet him, "Convey the order of the cavalry commander, immediately The legion joined the city legion and moved to the banks of the Tiber River to set up camp. In addition, the camp was closed for management for the next market day. If any envoys except the dictator and two cavalry officers came to request to take over, Drive him out unconditionally or even kill him!"
Then, the soldiers all dressed up from the camp, lit long fire dragons, and walked towards the Hezhou area.
After the sound of trumpets and horns came one after another, Brutus was lying on the bed with his eyes open in the dark night, unable to sleep. The so-called plan had been made last night. Cassio used the ceremony of wearing a toga for his son as an excuse. , summoned all the core members to his home, and formulated the process and contingency plan in detail.
However, the leaders such as Casillo and Spinzel were still worried about him. During the night, people kept coming to urge him, wearing black clothes, delivering various notes or short messages at the door. Knocking, accompanied by the night owl's shrill cry, Portia, who was sleeping next to Brutus, quietly turned over and covered her mouth with her hands. Tears continued to flow, but she tried not to stop them. Make a sound. (To be continued...)