Chapter 31 The Great Comet (Part 2)

"You are the Flamen of Venus. You will not fool me. So tell me what divination news you have brought?" Caesar then put down his robe, held it in the hands of several maids, and asked the priest Said, and at this time Corpunia was even more uneasy, and she begged Caesar to pay attention to the advice of the priests.

"Today the huge white comet passed over the city, like a warning from the gods. We sacrificed a cow in front of Venus, but when we dissected it we found that it had no heart at all. Julius, the heart is all wisdom The source of love, God of Love is warning you that everything you do today is irrational and will bring disaster to you and your family." The priests bowed to the dictator and explained.

"Oh my god, this really matches my dream. Julius, you should listen to the advice of everyone who cares about you. The Tuscan prophet, the cavalry commander, and the Venus priest are all trying to dissuade you. Then Don't go out. Why fight against fate and danger just to vent your anger?" Hearing his wife's plea, Caesar also felt a little shaken and hesitant. He slowly sat down and said, "Corpnia, I should. It's up to you, maybe."

At this time, there was a sound of trumpets at the door. It turned out that Deximus of the Abinus family came in. He brought many followers and asked in a polite tone in the atrium why the dictator was still here. Without going to the theater for the meeting, almost all the specially selected fathers were waiting there. When Caesar saw that the person he had come to invite him was Decimus, his former closest friend, extremely complicated emotions showed in the corners of his eyes. He said to Decimus, "My child, you are here just in time. You are here at the right time." Go back and tell everyone that Caesar is not going out today."

"Why?" Diximos asked in surprise.

"Because I'm not happy and don't want to go, that's what you reply to everyone." Caesar looked really angry and sad, sitting on an armchair.

"The dictator is not happy to come. Please apologize for such an excuse. It is difficult for me to say it in front of nine hundred specially selected fathers." Diximos persuaded with a humble tone, "If you don't mind, please tell me the reason." I listen, maybe Albinus can help you out in trouble."

Caesar said with a sad smile on his face. "My biggest dissatisfaction is that I once saw some wrong people, so Corpunya had such a dream last night." When the slave told Deximos the dream, the other party smiled and explained, " This should be a very good omen. Everyone knows that you are the fourth great founding father of this country. If your statue bleeds, it means that the old blood of the country is about to be drained out, and the new blood is about to be integrated. This is just right. It is in line with your previous immigration laws. And you promoted officials in large numbers. "O fresh blood! That should be you, my child, when I went to Gaul. The Si family promoted you and entrusted you with important responsibilities. They treated you as their own child and trained you side by side with my nephews Pedis and Dichias. You may have missed some important battles, but your achievements are compared to those of Lepidus. Although Si and Antony are less likely to come, I am still prepared to elect you as an envoy to Cisalpine Gaul to command four legions to participate in the future war against the remnants of Pompey in the Spanish province. Your interpretation of the dream makes me very, very happy. Then I will go to the Theater of Pompeii and wait a moment." After that, Caesar asked everyone to wait in the gate and courtyard for a while, saying that he was going to the study to take out some memorandum books so that he could carry out the meeting at the meeting place. speech.

The remaining lamp in the study room was still exuding a somewhat chaotic fragrance. Caesar slowly walked in, and several slaves began to work in front of the bookcase. Come on, I need you to help me with something, can I entrust it to you?" Caesar said, sitting at the table, and said to the personal slave.

The other party immediately took the things and knelt half at Caesar's feet, ready to listen to his narrative, "Remember, Trebonius, hold your pen carefully, because I am about to revise my will, my dear, but don't be too panicked." , it’s not good to write it wrong.”

After seeing that the other party had finally stabilized, Caesar smiled and said, "Tulinus, Paedis and Dichias are still the first successors, eliminating Lepidus who is second in the order. Move Decimus, who was originally ranked third, to second place - yes, there are only two successors in the entire will, Turinus and Decimus. But, dear Trebonius, Please add a footnote below, that when Rome is in turmoil and the safety of my inheritance is endangered, my wife Corpunia has the right to keep the will and inheritance when her safety is also in danger. I will give priority to the two cavalry commanders Lepidus and Antony, among whom Bisso will continue to be the reader of my will. In addition, I will give each Roman citizen one hundred dinars in my inheritance, which will take effect immediately after my death." After finishing, Caesar smiled and said that such adjustments will definitely make the world crazy, because I am a person who is unwilling to be lonely. He immediately sent the revised will to Li Xilia in the Temple of Vesta, remembering to use the back door. Go out, take armed slaves to prevent hijacking, and I'll be at the front door, "making noises in the east and attacking in the west."

Then, Caesar put on his robe, and then his followers stood at the door of his house. When he walked to the door, he saw the prophet in black robe, and smiled at him. He greeted, "March 15th has arrived, but I'm still safe and sound."

"Yes, it has come, but it has not passed yet." said the prophet, and left again.

"A good prophet is one who predicts correctly, but I will continue to watch, because there will never be a better opportunity than today." Caesar chanted the remaining words of this poem, and then walked towards the direction of the Pompey Theater with his entourage leading the way.

At this time, Antony came to the Julian Hall panting, and after staying for a while, he realized that something was wrong, because the place was completely empty, where did the people come from? He was about to question the trio who brought him here, but when he turned around, he found that they had disappeared. "It's over. It turns out that they are gathering in another place. The only place in the whole city of Rome that can accommodate 900 people should be the Coliseum."

Just as Anthony was sweating all over and was about to lead his men to rush to the Coliseum again, someone called him. He looked and saw that it was Caesar's confidant Terponyutus. The other party came closer and said to Anthony bluntly, "Don't think about informing Caesar. Today, all the fathers will stab him with swords. He will definitely die, just like the first king Romulus in front of the Temple of Fire. The guy who tries to be a king is just a cycle of death from beginning to end."