Chapter 45 The Magonid Family

For the Margonides family, this is an invisible humiliation to them.

If it is when the family is powerful, who would dare to shout outside the mansion! These snobbish Carthaginians! It is they who have caused the embarrassment of the family today! Hasdruba finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart, turned around and shouted at the slaves outside the hall: "You all go out with sticks and drive away all those who are shouting and screaming!"

"Hasdruba!" Margo shouted in a low voice, making the irritable Hasdruba shut his mouth unwillingly.

Marco glanced at the few immediate family members behind him, and sighed secretly: In the past, although the family looked brilliant, but for the benefit of Carthage, they fought with Syracuse for many years, and many of their relatives died in the battle. . Cousin Hannibal reported the humiliation of his ancestors in the defeat of Himera, who contracted a cold and died of illness after returning to the city; another younger brother died in the plague that Himilko escaped from, while his own son died in the just-concluded one. During the war with Syracuse, he was unfortunately shot and killed by a stray arrow...

But the Margonid family paid so much in exchange for the ruthless joint suppression of Carthaginian political enemies. In the election of the Senate a few days ago, the power of Margonid among the newly appointed senators was greatly reduced, and for the first time Margo, who was the new chief of Margonid, did not serve as a Sufit (ie, senior consul, One election a year, two at a time), this is the first time in the 100-year history of the Margonid family that its patriarch has not been able to serve as a Sophie, and the main opponent of the Margonid family, and its strength is second only to another major The nobility, the Hanno family, became the big winners in this election. Not only did they firmly control the Senate, the patriarch Hanno served as the Sofitel, and the other Sofitel was also his close friend.

The family will face greater difficulties and must prepare early! Margo clenched his fists, firming up the decision he made before.

"Hasdruba." Marco said to his nephew solemnly: "You are already a 25-year-old man. If you are still so reckless, how can I dare to revitalize the family and restore glory in the future. The responsibility is on you!"

"Uncle, I—" Hasdruba wanted to argue, but Margo interrupted him and said simply: "Go to Iberia, at least there, no one will keep an eye on you and use you in Political naivety brings disaster to the family."

"You asked me to go to Iberia?!" Hasdruba opened his mouth wide, not expecting that he would be exiled like this.

"Not only do you want to leave Carthage, but I also want to leave Carthage." Marco was about to explain when his ten-year-old daughter Dido asked anxiously, "Dad, where are you going?"

Margo bowed his head slightly, and kindly said to his only daughter who had the same name as the Queen of Carthage, "I'm just going to Sicily, which is not far from Carthage, and can come back at any time."

"Dad, are you going to be the resident commander in Sicily to defend against the Greeks?" Dido asked again immediately.

Looking at her young but beautiful daughter, Marco couldn't help sighing at her intelligence, but unfortunately she is a woman!

He looked at Hasdruba, who was dissatisfied, sighed, and continued to explain: "Although we have signed a contract with Syracuse, the Senate is still wary of Dionysius. This time I was sent to Sicily. Although Hanno had selfish intentions, it was exactly what I hoped. The peace between Carthage and Syracuse would not last long. Sooner or later, Carthage and Syracuse would meet. There is another battle, and what our Margonides family lost in the war must be taken back in the war!" Margo said with a firm look: "When I arrive in Sicily, I will recruit soldiers, train them strictly, and make them in Lilly. An effective defensive fortress is gradually established east of Beer and Eryx, and the buffer zone with the Greeks will be slowly extended eastward, waiting for the time to come..."

Having said this, he patted Hasdruba's broad shoulders forcefully: "Do you think I sent you to Iberia to exile you? No! It's because I need your help!"

"Need my help?" Hasdrubal said while feeling puzzled.

There was more excitement in my heart.

"War consumes people and gold and silver. Once we go to war with Syracuse and Hanno is in power in Carthage, I'm afraid it will drag me down and I may not get the full support of Carthage, so we are more Much depends on himself, just like the ancestor Hannibal used his family money to mobilize a large army to aid Himera decades ago. Southern Iberia has fertile land much larger than Carthage and Sicily, rich in silver Other metal minerals such as ore, iron ore, etc., have a large population of indigenous people, but since the fall of the Tartasus Kingdom, there has not been a powerful force there. It should have been given to the Carthaginians by the god McCallett but our people and elders are too comfortable, they would rather trade and farm in Carthage and Numibia than venture into strange lands thousands of miles away.

Since there is no one in Carthage to do it, it is up to us, the Margonides family, to do it! Hasdruba, the family has decided to provide you with sufficient manpower and sufficient money at all costs. I hope you can take a firm foothold in Iberia and occupy a stable territory for the family as my future and Thira. The most powerful backing after the war in Kuza! "

"Don't worry, uncle, I won't let you down!" At this moment, Hasdrubal was no longer dissatisfied, gearing up and looking excited.

Marco looked at him, still a little uneasy in his heart. He knew his nephew. Leading troops to fight is his strength, but to conquer a strange land is not just a matter of war, but also administration, diplomacy, etc. In terms of ability, Hasdrubal is lacking. But among Margonid's immediate family, he is the only one who can hold a great job, and he can only hope that he will be able to make up for his shortcomings by sending him a capable assistant.

"Uncle, I am willing to accompany my brother to Iberia!" A still young voice sounded in the hall.

"Hakkar, you can't go!" Hasdrubal said flatly, facing a thin, pale young man.

"Since the development of Iberia has become the most important event that determines the rise and fall of our Margonid family, as a member of the family, how can I enjoy myself in the city alone, watching my uncle and you go through hardships outside! What's more—" The young man looked solemnly at the bronze bust of Himilko and the bloody food in front of the statue in front of the hall: "It is my wish to avenge my father!"

Hasdruba's words choked in his mouth, and he said after a while: "But your body—"

"After this period of exercise, my body has gotten better. I will continue to exercise myself in Iberia, not to mention that leading troops to fight is your business, I just need to stay in the camp..." Haka's words are both Explain to Hasdrubal, also said to Margo.

"Haka, are you sure you want to go?" Marco finally asked.

"Yes, uncle. I've made up my mind!"

Although Haka's tone was light, Marco knew that once his little nephew decided something, it would be difficult for others to persuade him to change his mind. However, he has been intelligent since childhood, and is different from the maturity and stability of ordinary teenagers. He was once considered by Himilko to be a genius who will bring greater glory to the Margonid family in the future, but he has always been frail. If he goes to Iberia to assist Hasdruba, he will definitely be able to obtain greater benefits in Iberia. Margo is convinced of this.

"Since you have made up your mind, then I agree with you to go. But you must understand that if you can't guarantee your health, it will be difficult for you to help Hasdruba and our Margonid family for a long time!" said solemnly.

"I understand." Haka nodded heavily.

"Uncle, but—" The uneasy Hasdruba wanted to say more, and Marco said loudly: "Okay, let's worship your father together for the last time, I hope he blesses the family's business and everything goes well!  … …”

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July is the season of scorching sun, at the same time Dionysian football and football games are being held in full swing.

Davos, who had just returned from the Senate meeting, received an urgent letter from Laos.

"Go to Dionia Academy and call Henepolis back!" After reading the letter, he immediately said to the slave with a solemn expression.

"Yes Master."

"Sir, why are you calling me back in such a hurry? I almost got scolded by that old Greek man again." Before Henepolis entered Davos' study, the voice came in first: "Since the old Athenian man After coming to the Faculty of Letters, we are much busier than before. Not only do we have to recite poetry and prose every day, but we also have to write an article for two or three days. If we fail to meet the requirements, we have to rewrite it. Sir, why don't you give it to Ansita? Mr. North said, I don't want to be a rhetorician, but I still want to continue to study history with him..."

"Heney, you don't have time to study history." Davers handed him a letter with a solemn expression.

Henepolis suddenly had a bad omen, he quickly took the letter, opened it, and suddenly it was like a thunderclap, and the whole person was stunned: "...this...this is not true...the beginning of the year. At that time, my father came to see me in Turui... His body is very good!... Really good!..." As he spoke, he shed two lines of hot tears.

Davos sighed: Avinogis fainted during the banquet and has been in a coma. According to his previous life experience, this is probably "brain congestion", he has long been persuaded not to overeat, hey! ...

Henepolis suddenly remembered something, stepped forward abruptly, grabbed Davos's hands tightly, and begged eagerly: "My lord! My lord! You are the favored one of Hades! All of Dr. Dionia's. Teacher! You save my father! Save him!!…”