Chapter 33 The Death of Claudius (Part 2)

The weather was not good, and when Pompey's clerk ran over from the courtyard where it started to rain with a box of pen and paper under his arm, the papyrus was already a little wet, but Pompey's mood was still very high, and he kindly let him go. The servant went to fetch the rain shelter and other papyrus, and then he slipped to the arcade under the rain, looked at the potted plants in the yard, and then said to Triali, "I have decided, I still want to Get rid of the troublemakers in the city - Lepidus is Caesar's lieutenant with legionnaires behind him. In addition, he is a foreigner and is just an intermediary officer. He will not have a great impact on the political situation in the coming year, but he supports That bastard Claudius is different. He has been a tribune for many years, and now he wants to run for consulship against me and Cato's people regardless of the age limit. Caesar obviously wants to use him as his agent to sabotage the election in the city of Rome. Let him postpone his term as governor for one year - how can I, with such support, give him this opportunity to accumulate strength to destroy the order of the republic? So the key is to kill Claudius, Triali, this matter. I’ll leave the matter to you, and don’t worry, all the people in court will be mine, and you won’t have any problems.”

After saying that, Pompey clasped his hands behind his back and snapped his fingers, indicating that his order was beyond doubt. Although Triali felt extremely embarrassed, he thought that he was now completely on Pompey's ship, so he had to ask It's not right or wrong, but whether you can handle things well for your mind. This is the only thing others will consider when giving you a future.

Just as Trialli turned out of the villa's porch, Pompeo breathed a sigh of relief to the sky and said: "I can finally realize the dream of my youth, which is to be unrestrained and stand at the top of this great country."

"Yes, after taking office as Dictator, I will be able to imitate the previous Sulla and display my grand plans." Demetrius held the medicine jar in one hand, because the other one was dislocated by Lepidus before, but it was also very important. Excited. Will Rome be in the hands of its master? What reforms occurred? This is the most mysterious and exciting thing for him now. Then in future history books, this reform process will also be more brilliant because of your participation. Naturally, I will also leave my name in history.

"Grand plan?" Suddenly, Demetrius saw his master looking at him in surprise, and his eyes became cloudy and confused. Could it be that - Gnaeus Pompey, the greatest general of Rome, he fell in love with Dictado was appointed. But I have never thought about what to do after acquiring this ultimate power? Could it be that for Pompey, the title of dictator was the same as Alexander's cloak? It was just a dream he had hoped for when he was young, like a child who longs for a beautiful toy. After getting it, all he can do is show off in front of his peers.

The rain was still falling, and the atmosphere between the master and the servant was a bit awkward and dull. Finally, Pompey laughed and said: "As long as we Romans have served the highest honor, we can be proud and worthy of the world. As for the behavior of being in love, Pompey Pei would never do it.”

It turns out that for Pompey, Dictado's official position was only the third great triumph in his career, but this time it could last for six months (Roman law stipulated that a dictator could only serve for six months). But this also satisfied him.

The city of Rome once again experienced a rare long rainy season. The Tiber River began to overflow, bridges and low-rise houses were submerged, and the whole city exuded the musty smell of being soaked in water. The Juilliard Hall was in the middle of the construction period. For a moment, they were forced to stop, and all the craftsmen sat under the covered Colosseum, drinking the Celtic beer that was still available and eating barley porridge. Over there, in the sculpture field collected from various places to decorate the synagogue, Lepidus, protected by a large number of gladiators, concentrated on looking at these formed or semi-formed handicrafts one by one, "This sculpture of the Argonauts expedition" The mosaic is worth 100,000 sesterces, so be sure to cover it with waterproof leather. There will be a special room in the synagogue to place it." Lepidus pointed to a huge painting under the corner. He told the people around him, and then he started to complain, why Claudius hasn't come yet? It was clearly agreed that with the support of the party members, he was going to march to the Temple of Concord again and ask for candidate registration - in fact, it was in Lepidus The opposite side was occupied by Pompey's followers. Both sides erected tents and faced each other, covering the entire square. Even without the previous brutal fighting, the city of Rome was actually paralyzed.

The funniest thing is that the Juilliard Hall was built brick by brick under the eyes of these two gangs, and everyone had a tacit understanding. Even if there were rivers of blood in other areas, there was no People come to disturb this building.

At this time, a burst of thunder passed through the sky, and Lepidus' heart sank suddenly. Could it be that the unlucky guy Claudius was the one who would eventually become the prey of his plan? No, no, I support Claudius for the election sincerely, although there are elements of taking advantage of it, but! No, in short, I need Claudius as an ally. Even if Caesar and Pompey need to go to war, he will not be sacrificed. Lepidus hurriedly led the team of gladiators to his residence on Palatine Hill.

But Claudia and Fulivia were the only ones at home. They saw Lepidus, who was thoughtfully staying in the doorway without saying a word. Attendant, go to Garmond Manor in the northwest corner of the city."

Gamond is located in the south of Prima, northeast of the Valkyrie Temple of Bellode. It is a very secluded area. In the past two years, Roman nobles have begun to like to build villas in this area. Of course, Caesar's ex-wife Pepeia was also placed there by Lepidus. Claudius must have gone to find her to share his dream of registering for the election immediately.

But it is really a bit powerless to catch up with someone who set out an hour and a half ago, especially in this era of lack of communication means. Lepidus, walking in the rain, can only hope that Claudius, this bastard, will try to linger in Pepeia's gentle place for a while! But the rain gradually subsided, and the damp dark clouds were slowly blown away by the refreshing wind. At the entrance street of the manor, Claudius, who had already come out of Pepeia's residence, rode his horse in high spirits, accompanied by only four or five people, and rushed towards the city of Rome.

Although the city was full of chaos, Claudius's current location was only two or three stadia away from the border of the sanctuary. As long as he entered the city, he was still a sacred and inviolable tribune.

However, when death came one-fifteenth of a second later, Claudius regretted that he should have been on time and honestly met with Lepidus.

He was killed by nearly three hundred fully armed gladiators led by Triari himself. They had ambushed in an essential oil factory somewhere on the street. When they saw Claudius passing through the manor, they divided into several directions and surrounded Claudius and his followers in the center of the road.

Then, the violent killing and death, like a lingering amorous lady, snuggled up to him.