Chapter 675 Criticism

"Does Caesar mean that we need to prepare and launch a war against the Sassanids?" Jovian frowned. He looked at Luca and said worriedly, "Caesar, as far as I know, you once followed Theodosius to fight against Yazdegerd, and you also know the strength of the Sassanids!"

"I didn't say that we have to go to war with the Sassanids to solve the problem." Luca waved his hand at Jovian and continued, "I made my fortune through war, and was appreciated and eventually reached such a high position."

Having said that, Luga sighed lightly, and he looked up at the black stone slab above his head, as if he was lost in memories of the past after mentioning the war.

Yes, looking back on my experience over the past decade, war is like a thread that runs through me from beginning to end. Just as the wise man said, life is like a war.

War is an experience of falling from one pile of dead bodies into another. The lucky ones can still crawl out and face the next pile of dead bodies, while the unlucky ones can only stay there forever and become a hideous corpse in the pile of dead bodies.

"War, no one knows war better than me." Luca thought silently, lowered his head, stood up and said to Demisiu, "How did the Senate respond and give opinions on the relationship between us and Sassan? After all, when making decisions, I always need to listen to multiple voices."

"Caesar." Demisius skilfully flipped through the piles of thick parchment scrolls in front of him, then he pulled out a scroll and glanced at it briefly, then raised his head and said to Luca, "Regarding the Sassanid Persian issue in the east, the elders unanimously agreed to adopt a conservative attitude and strengthen defenses in the eastern region, especially in the areas bordering Sassanid Persia."

"So the elders think that we are not yet at loggerheads with the Persians. We don't need to hastily launch an attack to intimidate our opponents." Luca quickly analyzed what the Senate wanted to express. He agreed very much and nodded repeatedly. "Yiz'ei is an ambitious man. He is eyeing our land. We should be on guard. After all, the wounds caused by the war are far from healed."

"We need people, urgently, to return to the destroyed places and rebuild the city."

"This will be a long process, my lord." Luca tapped his fingers on the scepter in his hand and calculated: "It takes sixteen to twenty years for a child to grow up from birth. This period is too long. We need a sufficient number of citizens."

"And what does Caesar mean?"

"Free the able-bodied slaves and give them citizenship!"

“Crack!”

Just as Luca finished speaking, a crisp sound was heard, and Demis, who was sitting next to him, was seen bending down to pick up the quill that he had accidentally dropped.

Maybe it was because it was too quiet that the sound was like thunder in his ears. Everyone looked at Demisiu, which made him quite embarrassed.

"Why? You don't seem to agree with this way of doing things."

"No, it's not, Caesar." Jovian stammered, first looking at Luca, then at Demisius, and said to Luca with hesitation: "Liberating slaves is certainly a good thing, Caesar, but we can't let the nobles lose their slaves for no reason. After all, this is part of their sacred property."

"I have thought about this a long time ago, Lord Jovian." Luca stood up suddenly and pointed at Demisius with his scepter, meaning that the nine privy ministers should take notes quickly.

Demisius hurriedly found a piece of papyrus and began to record on it.

"I think we should use the money from the national treasury to redeem the slaves from the nobles. Of course, the price should be based on the current average market price. Then we can ensure that the nobles can get their due share and be satisfied to loosen the shackles that tightly bound the slaves and let them be free."

"Of course, the nobles still have enough money to buy slaves to ensure that the crops in their manors can get an excellent harvest."

"Excellent idea, Caesar." Jovian nodded repeatedly, "But this will only increase the burden on our finances."

"Finance is not a problem, my friend!" Luca looked at Jovian with a firm gaze. "You can pay for the shortfall from my expenses. Don't worry, I don't like to spend money."

While Luca and the others were arguing in the meeting room, Kessel returned to his residence.

As a bystander, Cather witnessed the entire process of Luca's wedding. Of course, he was not just a guest, but more like a respondent, struggling to find answers to Augustus' questions.

Because he was proficient in Latin and Greek, he often served as Gaiseric's envoy to Rome and Ravenna, and had the honor of meeting Augustus Valentinian himself in Ravenna.

If things went as expected, the person standing on the right hand side of Flavius ​​Luca was Augusta Licinia, who had stood behind Valentinian. But it didn't matter, she was obviously Valentinian's wife, but now she was married to Flavius ​​Luca in front of the citizens of Constantinople.

Cather seemed to see some very serious problems in it. According to his inference, could the confrontation between Eastern and Western Rome be caused by this woman named Licinia?

In any case, this must be a very important reason, and Kessel felt that he seemed to have grasped the key to the problem.

"It turns out that Augustus of Rome is also a passionate god Pan!" Kessel stood in the room, leaning on the window looking at the scenery outside, revealing a sneer.

In the side palace.

"What?"

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Tenaia's voice rose an octave, and Andrew was so scared that he quickly stood up and tried to stop Tenaia from being so impulsive.

"Why, does Caesar know about this?" Tenaia asked hurriedly.

"I don't know. He doesn't know now, but he will know soon. I promise that he will give his full support." Andrew put one hand on his chest and said to Tenaia solemnly.

"But I can't make the decision on this matter." Tenaia looked a little hurried, and she seemed to be stumped by the question Andrew raised.

"Tenaia, you know that Kunta and I just arrived in Constantinople!" Seeing Tenaia's hesitation, Andrew became even more anxious. "Please be kind, for Luca's sake. I have fought with him for many years. We are brothers who have gone through life and death together. He will definitely agree!"

Having said that, Tenaia couldn't help but turn around and look at little Adnus who was sitting silently beside her. He had his eyes wide open, obviously frightened.

"I still can't make the decision!" Tenaia shook her head firmly and said to Andrew, "Adnus is Luca's son, and his wedding should be decided by Luca, not me!"

"I know, I know!" Andrew was even more impatient. "You have also seen Li Jinia's attitude. She is deeply hostile to you and your son. You are isolated and helpless, and so are we. We need to unite to fight against Li Jinia and her group."

Tenaia was silent again.

(End of this chapter)