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Volume 1 [The Birth of a Planet] Chapter 140 Octavian

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    News of the victory spread to every corner of the Julius family's territory.  People rushed to tell each other.  Drink and celebrate.  In particular, Aretien, the traditional territory of the Julius family, was celebrated for three days by the whole city, and a grand safari was held outside the city.  The expenses were paid by the Julius nobles for Caesar's victory.  When the whole city celebrated the victory and everyone had a smile on their face, only one person was in an extremely bad mood.  He is the 15-year-old Octavian, Caesar's nephew and adopted son.  One morning, Octavian went to the large public bathhouse in the city to take a bath as usual.  The public bathhouse was a place for Roman citizens to enjoy themselves. It not only had bathrooms, taverns, meeting rooms, libraries, and even basilica.  The Romans loved bathing as much as they loved their daily diet.  At the same time, the bathhouse is also a place for communication.  Officials plan policies here, and businessmen complete transactions here.  In short, everyone who comes here can achieve their goals.  Move their careers forward while taking a shower.  The whole bathhouse was filled with the joy of victory. It seemed that everyone who came here today had the same goal - to celebrate victory.  The officials no longer talked about political affairs, the businessmen also stopped noisy transactions, and even the charming and passionate women were talking about the victory with the guests.  It seems that they also have a share of credit for this victory.  This made Octavian feel extremely bad.  In fact, he has no sinister intentions and hopes that his adoptive father will be defeated.  There is no doubt about his loyalty to the family.  He was also pleased with his adoptive father's victory, but what made him unhappy was that during the civil war, he was young and energetic and wanted to lead the army to the war, and asked his adoptive father to allow him to perform meritorious service on the battlefield.  But he was rejected by his father.  I think he is still young and has no experience in leading troops.  Will hand over victory to the enemy.  This reason shocked Octavian's self-esteem.  During the year when his adoptive father was away, he had been unhappy at home.  Until the news of victory came, his inner loss became more obvious. He imagined more than once that he would lead an army across the Mediterranean and beat the barbarians to abandon their armor and flee.  After the victory, he was admired and recognized by the people, who recognized him as a Roman general as brave and skillful as his adoptive father and cousin Antony.  The slave Quintas who was guarding the door of the bathhouse saw his master Octavian coming out of the bathhouse with a gloomy look on his face. He knew that the topic of the Southern Victory everywhere in the bathhouse must have made the young master unhappy, so he  Leaving the bathhouse so quickly, otherwise the owner would stay here for a whole morning before going back satisfied.  "Master, why don't you wash it?" Quintas asked knowingly.  Octavian didn¡¯t say anything. He took the reins of the horse from Quintus with a straight face, got on the horse, and drove away with his whip.  Quintus and the two guards also jumped on their horses and followed.  After the heavy snowfall, the streets of Aretien are still bustling with people, and both sides of the stone-paved avenue are filled with shops and various public facilities.  People travel here for their own purposes.  When several beggars saw Octavian riding a tall horse, they surrounded him and begged, hoping that the young noble boy could give them a full meal on this cold day.  Octavian looked at the beggars who were dangling in front of him with begging words and looked back at Quintus behind him without saying a word.  Quintus immediately understood his master's intention, and immediately took out a few coins from his purse and left them on the ground. The beggars immediately swarmed up and made way for Octavian.  At a roadside market, merchants from the north were displaying the Gallic slaves they had just trafficked from Pattavien on a large platform.  The slaves on the stage were naked even in the snow, and were chained like animals. Both men and women were unkempt, with their heads bowed and silent.  But it was a completely different scene below the stage. A large number of nobles and slave owners in the city were crowded with each other, noisy, and they stretched out their white arms and blushed and bargained with the merchants on the stage.  The sound got louder and louder.  The businessman on the stage pulled out a tall female slave from the pile of slaves. He grabbed her hair and shouted: "Pure-blooded Gallic woman, look at these breasts, look at this ass, and  If you buy a good cow, you will definitely give birth to the most capable slave! "I will give you 4 for 3 gold coins!"  "I'll give you five and a half. No one can argue with me. I just need a Gaul girl!" "Sell it to me!"  The foam flew up and roared.  "Deal! For 6 gold coins, this cow is yours!" the businessman shouted, and everyone cheered!  The fat man walked up to the stage, reached out to take the chain, and hurriedly touched the female slave's body here and there to check.  Break it apartThe woman's mouth looked at her teeth.  Then he took his slave and left with satisfaction.  Octavian stopped his horse and watched this scene quietly from behind the crowd.  Looking at the slaves on the stage, he was thinking in his mind that if I were to fight this battle, I would definitely be able to go straight to the Gauls' lair, kill their leader, and capture more slaves.  Maybe he'll get a big reward from the Senate.  Let the whole republic know him Octavian?  Julius's name was written into the history books.  "Let me go! You fat pig of filthy Rome!" A thin Gallic slave girl waved her arm and blocked the merchant's hand from her hair, cursing in harsh Roman dialect.  "Haha, this Gallic woman is so fierce." The crowd in the audience burst into laughter.  The merchant was not angry at the slave's resistance. Instead, with a raging smile on his face, he looked at the beautiful woman and said with a smile: "My little beauty, I will not be angry with you." "Drag her up.  "The businessman ordered his men.  Two tall servants pulled the Gallic woman up. One of them grabbed her hair and exposed her face.  "Look at this fierce Gallic woman. She is an extraordinary slave. Not only is she beautiful, but the barbarian traitor told me that she is the daughter of the leader of the Gaulish Patavien tribe and she is of noble birth. Buy it back and let you  Have fun and punish these Gauls in your own way." "I will give you 10 gold coins." "I will give you 20." "I will give you 30."  .  .  .  .  .  .  The voices in the audience became louder and louder.  These nobles and slave owners looked at this beautiful naked Gaul woman, with excitement and greed in their eyes.  Can't wait to possess this woman.  "I'll pay you 100 gold coins!" Everyone looked back following the voice.  There were expressions of surprise on their faces.  Octavian jumped off his horse and walked into the crowd with Quintus and the guards.  Everyone consciously made way for him. Everyone in this city knew this man.  A young man that the Julius family is proud of.  Octavian strode up to the high platform, smiled and said to the merchant: "Dear Sir, I will pay 100 gold coins to buy this Gaul woman as a gift to celebrate my adoptive mother's birthday!" (To be continued.)
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