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Volume 2: My Country Seven Hundred and Sixty-One.  young jacurius

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    The two consuls stood up and bent down to Pompey's seat, "O Pompey, first of all, please let us, on behalf of the Roman Senate, wish good luck and good luck to you and your family! We feel that we do this  We are praying for the long-term prosperity of our country and the happiness of our city.

    The people in the cloister burst into applause, and the senators also stood up from their seats and applauded the consul's words. Only Pompey still sat there calmly and accepted it all.

    "Next, we think everyone must agree that the honor of being the first to speak today should belong to the son of our gods, the first citizen of Rome, the only consul, and the one with the power of tribune - the great Gnaeus = Pon  Pei!" The consul said these words enthusiastically.

    Cuarius saw his adoptive father wave his hand humbly, asking other senators to speak first, but the others did not agree.  I don't know who took the lead in shouting in the cloister: "Pompei! Pompey!"

    Soon, the voices gathered into a strong voice, and the voice of "Pompei" echoed in the Senate like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

    Seeing Pompey slowly stand up straight, Manias touched Cuarius quietly: "Go to Pompey, he will find you soon."

    Sure enough, before the handsome young man could ask Manias the meaning of these words, Cuarius saw Pompey's gesture to him, so he had to put the question in his stomach and quickly walked to his adoptive father's side.  .

    Pompey led Cuarius, who was in the most precious adolescence of his life, and slowly walked to the podium next to the consul's seat.

    "Consuls, senators, knights and citizens of Rome, friends from foreign countries, I do have something to say to you today. Many years ago, on a day like this, I was recommended by a man to destroy those pirates.  And Mithridates VI, who refused to surrender to us, was my lifelong benefactor. Today I also brought a young man with me.  My benefactor, Cuarius, son of Manilius, allow me to introduce him to you, the most outstanding young man I have ever seen!¡±

    This sudden praise hit the young Cuarius like an electric current. Even though he had trained his nerves to be as strong as steel since childhood, he became a little confused at this moment.  The two consuls followed the steps they had prepared, each took one of his hands and led him to Pompey's side on the rostrum.

    Pompey looked at his adopted son lovingly and continued his affectionate speech: "You have given Manilius, the father of Cuarius, a high honor because he was generous and kind and made immortal contributions to Rome.  When the tragic news of his death in the line of duty came, my heart felt as painful as a piece of flesh being cut out. This pain was not only because I lost a friend, but also because Rome lost someone who could lead her forward in the future.  Proud son! Your sorrow and your love for him as the most distinguished citizen of Rome buried his body in the Champs de Mars made me feel so happy that I even temporarily forgot the pain of death, because I knew that he too.  Love you deeply!

    But now I believe that Manilius's greatest merit is not that he recommended me to conquer our enemies and make him kneel before you.  It is not that our country has expanded its vast territory, but it has cultivated Cuarius!  The child you have given me this name is unmatched by anyone I have ever seen. He is handsome, brave, eloquent, well versed in Greco-Roman culture, extremely kind, and has a strong desire to win your respect and love.  Now I recommend him to you. If you think Rome needs an outstanding young man, please test him!  "

    Amid thunderous applause, Pompeo held Cuarius¡¯s hand and stood silently on the podium, scanning the surrounding crowd.

    "Hail to the son of Manilius!" Marcenas stood up from the senator's seat, raised his arms and shouted.

    Pompey's sincere and emotional speech deeply touched people's hearts. The Romans present responded to Marcenas' words with enthusiastic shouts. For a moment, "Hail to the son of Manilius!", "Hail to Cuarius!"  Salute!" The shouts resounded over the Senate, as if even the foundation of the building was shaken.  A large number of senators stood up from their seats and walked to the lectern to kiss Cuarius.

    If people¡¯s respect for Pompey still contains some fear factors, the respect for Cuarius is relatively pure, because Manilius¡¯s character left a deep impression on the Romans.

    What's more important is that Manilius died early, which made it easier for people to add various fantasy auras to him and create a perfect idol in their hearts. It is logical that they have now transferred this aura to his son.  body.

    Servius, who also came to the scene, looked at several elements who were closely related to him.?? also went to salute Cuarius, sighing secretly.

    ¡°Manilius¡±, ¡°Cuarius¡±, ¡°Cuarius¡± and ¡°Manilius¡± were two names that intertwined in his mind repeatedly.  At this moment, he felt particularly conflicted. Originally, such cheers should belong to him!

    Now, reality has placed such a situation in front of Servius: if he does not support Cuarius, he will be regarded as a treacherous villain in Rome, which values ????honor.  Pompey's clever arrangement this time was obviously to make his rule in Rome more stable. If he did not argue out of emotion, because he did not understand which direction Cuarius' thoughts were leaning, maybe after Pompey's death  , there will be another dictator in Rome who firmly holds all the power in his hands, which is exactly what Pompeo wants.

    Servius slowly moved his eyes to the friends sitting around him. These senators were sitting firmly in their seats like him, but they focused their attention on him. Some people were already dissatisfied and turned towards them.  The place screamed.  Servius sneered, ignoring the provocation coming from the corridor above, and turned his attention to the podium: there Cuarius was receiving blessings from the senators. Although he was polite and considerate, he pursed his lips and looked handsome.  His face became a little serious, and he did not appear to be dazzled by luck. On the contrary, he seemed a little unhappy.

    Servius carefully observed Cuarius¡¯s every move, especially his eyes. He found that the young man¡¯s behavior was exactly the same as that of Drusu in his youth. Then, a strange feeling passed through his heart.

    "Let's take a gamble!" Servius made up his mind, stood up from the senator's seat steadily and walked down.  Seeing his actions, a group of senators around him breathed a sigh of relief, and took the same action as their leader, following him towards Cuarius. This small group of senators had been increasingly targeted by the people.  The louder calls and whistles made him a little uneasy, and the sounds gradually became threatening.

    "Son of the noble Manilius, handsome Cuarius, please accept a blessing that your father has most faithfully given you!" Servius shouted.

    "Thank you." There were only three words in reply, which made Servius secretly more confident.

    "My friend, do you want to know what I said to your father as he stood here?"

    "Dear Senator Servius, I really want to know. If you can, please tell me." Cuarius bowed respectfully to his father's former subordinates.

    "I said to him at that time, now that you are called the benefactor of Pompey, I hope that one day people will call you by a more glorious title! I am glad that he did it - your father was no longer called Pompey.  Benefactor of Rome, he was called 'the pride of the city of Rome.'

    "Then today, as a respected elder and a close friend of my father, are you willing to say something to a son who is younger than you and a close friend of yours?" Kuarius raised his head.  He nodded and said with a serious expression.

    "Well, I say to you, your father is no longer called the benefactor of Pompey, but the proud man of Rome. I hope that when people talk about your father again in the future, they will say, ah  , he is the father of Cuarius!"

    After Servius said these words calmly, he turned around gracefully and walked back to his seat of senators, pretending not to notice the suddenly sharp look in Pompey's eyes. The sole consul of Rome stared at him fiercely.  It had not appeared in Pompeo's eyes for a long time.  This was not a threatening look. Pompeo had never threatened people in recent years. It was just advice. If it didn't work, punishment would follow.

    ¡°The seed has been sown, let¡¯s see how it sprouts.¡± Although Servius pretended not to notice the flash of fierceness in Pompey¡¯s eyes, in fact he had a shiver in his heart.  He had to take this risk - there had been dictators in Rome before, like Sulla, but none of them passed down the dictatorship. As the leader of the few senators in the Senate who were not controlled by Pompey,  He considered it his duty not to let Pompey set this precedent, and now he could only count on the young man's sense of honor.

    A majestic-looking senator stepped onto the podium. He was carefully selected by Marcenas. Among the Roman senators who were all good at speaking, his speech skills were also very famous.

    Although he was not as good as Pompey's speech, he started from another perspective and used short stories to tell the story of Manilius sharing the joys and sorrows with the soldiers in bad weather, his commanding skills on the battlefield, and his noble moral character.  Come.  The senator also praised Cyarius in vivid language for his talent and good conduct despite his young age. He listed anecdotes about Manilius's son's life one by one, and even told him about secretly writing a Greek comedy.  , causing the audience toThere was a burst of admiration; but this surprised Cuarius. He couldn't believe his ears - the senator actually knew about this!

    The speaker¡¯s passionate words brought the people¡¯s emotions to another climax. As soon as he finished speaking, Marcenas stood up and applauded and signaled with his eyes to the two consuls that it was time for them to appear.

    At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Marcenas looked toward the entrance. The former senator and blind Mamacurides walked in tremblingly with the support of his son, Mamas.

    "Dear Consul, I request to speak!" After entering the hall, Mamacurides raised his hand.

    The consuls looked at Marcenas at a loss. They didn't know what Gallus would say. If something unexpected happened, they would have to worry about their future "money path".  According to tradition, when the consul's term ends, he will be assigned to the two rich provinces of Africa and Asia as governors. Once they are appointed as governors, they can immediately become rich. In history, even after the consul left office, he stayed in Silesia, the poorest province.  Cicero, the most incorruptible governor of the province, also gained over a million sesterces during his tenure.

    Marcenas! The flowers are in full bloom, and this unexpected gift comes at the perfect time!  He nodded eagerly in agreement.

    "People of Rome and colleagues in the Senate, you may not know that just yesterday, because I lost my light, I was still a wretch who despaired of life; and today, I have hope for a better tomorrow -  ¡ªAll this changed because the generous Pompey and his like Cuarius came to my house!

    ¡°I opposed Pompey¡¯s opinions many times in the Senate, and anonymously distributed satirical pamphlets about him. The poems in them were very irritating to a good-tempered Roman.  Although Pompeo strongly refuted its content, he did not trace the author. He just smiled and said, "It is suggested that the author of pamphlets that publish slanderous pamphlets under pseudonyms in the future should let everyone know who he is."  I need not say a word of thanks to Pompey, although he rescued me from my miserable condition.

    Because, with his generosity and lofty status, he does not need my gratitude at all.  I say, good Cuarius, grandson of Pompey and son of the acclaimed Manilius!

    Can you imagine?  A vibrant young man, from yesterday afternoon to evening, stayed with a skeleton-like blind man in a dark room, constantly comforting him with words, telling him jokes to relieve his boredom, and feeding him fruits; and as a giant  Pei's grandson, there are countless family costume banquets looking forward to his presence. His lover must be eager for his company, but he spends all his time with an old man he has never met.  Let me ask you, the young Romans here, can you do it?

    Today, I heard someone say that Pompey brought this young man to the Senate and was introducing him to the people of Rome. I ignored the doctor's objection and insisted on coming here just to tell everyone that there is such an outstanding person in Rome.  youth!

    My friends, if you remember my friendship, please transfer it to Cuarius!  I also want to say to my family: If you betray this kindness in the future and do anything that is sorry for Pompey and his family, especially Cuarius, a respectable young man, even if I am already dead, I will  Climb out of your grave and condemn you!  This is what I have to say, and I thank the Archon for giving me the opportunity to speak in advance.  "

    Mamacurides walked off the podium and groped his way to Kuarius, who was blushing with embarrassment.  Old Gallus hugged his body and said softly, "Bless you, young Cuarius."

    Taking advantage of the effect of Gallus¡¯ speech, the two consuls looked at each other and stepped onto the podium side by side.

    "Dear senators, according to the latest law, only Romans over the age of twenty-five can begin to hold public office. Today we - Gaius = Solinas and Gaius = Asinias, the city of Rome  The consul proposed that the Senate break this convention and appoint Cuarius, who is not yet this age, as the treasurer of the city of Rome! If no one objects, I will ask the distinguished senators to vote. "

    This proposal was quickly approved by the Senate without any objection. The two consuls diligently put a purple-edged toga that had been prepared long ago on Cuarius.

    The handsome young man had no idea that he would become the protagonist today. He was extremely surprised by a series of events. I am afraid that even if several thunderbolts fell at his feet, he would not be more surprised than he was now.  But all this was not shown on his face. Like every Roman noble, he had been trained since childhood to maintain a calm attitude in the face of everything.

    "Since it is the decision of the Senate, as a Roman citizen, I will obey its orders and perform my duties." CuiaHe spoke briefly to the senators, speaking for the first time as a Roman official.

    Pompeo looked at his performance with pleasure, and then he walked up to the podium again: "Dear friends, everyone knows that as the financial officer, in addition to taking charge of public funds, monitoring military finances, and preventing wasteful military expenditures,  It happened, and another duty was to supervise the games. The Festival of Poseidon is coming, and here I announce: In addition to the national holiday entertainment, I, Cuarius, will pay for an unprecedented grand show, and every Roman citizen will.  You can party for free for a week and enjoy all kinds of entertainment.¡±

    As soon as the news was announced, the excitement of the Romans in the cloisters reached boiling point, which meant a week-long free banquet, many theatrical performances, gladiator fights, racing and boxing matches.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Some well-informed citizens heard yesterday afternoon that Pompey would announce this good news to the public in the Senate today. They rushed here early just to wait for it to be announced - for them, no war, no rebellion, no threat.  It's something that happens in a very far away place, and the upcoming festival carnival is the most tempting to them.

    Just now, when Marcenas arranged for his subordinates among the people to take the lead in shouting in support of Pompey, many people enthusiastically agreed with this mood.

    At this moment, Wang Weiyi, who had been watching what was happening here, finally knew why Pompeo brought him here.

    Look, you have to pay for the Poseidon Festival expenses yourself!
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