I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Three days before his birthday, Woolly moved back to the White Rock Building, where most of the area was not yet finished, but the main building for his living was already built, and although many of the carvings on the exterior walls of the main building had not yet been finalized, only the final polishing and refinement remained.

The main reason why Woolley was in a hurry to move back was that Mikoyan had made it clear that Woolley could no longer use the temple as a place for him to negotiate business and make friends with nobles, according to Mikoyan's original words: "Woolley, you really regard the temple as your own home."

It should be noted that Mikoyan did not show any displeasure when he said these words, but Woolley still decided to "withdraw" from the temple as soon as possible, because he really didn't want Mikoyan to get involved in some of his own affairs, for example, in the process of helping Hu Bo successfully realize his dream and make a lot of money, Mikoyan unceremoniously took away the introduction fee of 200 gold coins.

Of course, Woolley would not object to Mikoyan doing this, anyway, his printing shop needs to have customers like Hu Bo and the more the better, but the problem is that after Hu Bo quickly became famous, the so-called "poets" introduced by Mikoyan later made Woolley more unappetizing than one another. During a casual conversation with Pompeii, Woolley complained, "I wonder how they can spoil the poem to such an extent?"

Pompeii laughed, "But I actually have a question, if their poems are so bad, why do you agree to print them for them?"

Woolley replied.

"You've got lots and lots of gold. Pompeii shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm sure if you want to, you'll be able to fill a room with almost as much gold as you want."

"Hey, that's a good idea, I'll try it another day." Woolley laughed.

Disgusted and disgusted, Woolley did not delay in making money, and by the time entered May, he had more than 150,000 gold coins temporarily idle, which forced him to open a special room next to his bedroom to store them, but fortunately, he did not get into the habit that Pompey thought he would definitely do—to look at them every day before going to bed.

The fourteenth birthday was an important event for the Assyrians, especially the nobles, for the Assyrian law clearly states that citizens at the age of fourteen and commoners at the age of sixteen are eligible to enter into contracts.

Woolley has long been qualified to sign a contract, which was granted by the temple, although there is no precedent, but when Woolley reaches the age of fourteen, it means that he is officially qualified to sign a contract, and it also means that he will lose the qualification granted by the temple to sign a contract, which sounds a bit strange and does not seem to affect him personally, but in reality it is not the case- Previously, at the behest of High Priest Mikoyan, Woolley was able to enjoy the lowest tax rate for any contract he signed, but now, he had to pay taxes at the normal rate like other nobles, so Woolley felt that time passed too quickly.

It's not a birthday, Woolley doesn't care much, but there is one person who cares - Tina.

Ever since she received a gift from Woolley on her birthday, Tina had hoped that she could also give him a handy gift for Woolley's birthday, but when she asked her mother for advice, Mrs. Leah told her that according to Woolley's current family background, ordinary things were not looked down upon, and unusual objects were not available in Rindor Manor, so it was better to manage this birthday party for him, so that he could save time, effort, trouble and worry, and wouldn't it make him even more happy.

Tina happily accepted the suggestion, and then took a lot of effort to ask her mother about the process of the banquet and the things that needed attention, but when she thought she had mastered it completely and went to talk to Woolley, Woolley shook her head, saying that she had no plans to celebrate her birthday at all, because she was too busy.

Tina cried at that time, crying so pitifully that she didn't expect Woolley to refuse, and she refused so simply, without taking into account her own feelings.

As soon as Tina cried, Woolley's heart relented, his refusal was not because he didn't understand Tina's thoughts, but because he felt that it was not so much trouble to celebrate a birthday, and he didn't want a large group of small nobles to hang around around and tout about him - from Tina's account, this scene seems to be the focus of her design.

After relenting, Woolley sighed for a while, then took out a money bag from his arms, and then counted out thirty gold coins from the money bag and handed it to Tina: "Well, Tina, if you think such a birthday party is indispensable.

Tina took the gold and burst into tears.

"Well, why do you have to make yourself like a hostess. Woolley looked at Tina's departing back and muttered to herself.

When Tina happily revealed Woolley's attitude and gold coins to her mother, Lady Leah hesitated for a moment and said, "Tina, Woolley's birthday party is not trivial, I have thought about it carefully, it is better for me to take care of it myself, and give me the gold coins."

Tina pouted, for she felt that if she had let her mother take care of it, Woolley might have misunderstood her.

"Tina. Lady Leah frowned, "Do you think you can do better than me?"

Lady Leah's words had already come to this, and Tina had no choice but to do it—at this moment, there were two days left before Woolley's birthday.

Feeling that time was short, Lady Leah rushed to the White Rock Building after taking the gold from Tina's hand, and as she walked towards the main building while avoiding the dust of the construction site, her heart was touched by the magnificence of the White Stone Building.

Tina, oh, Tina, you can't let this slip away. Lady Leah slowed her pace, her lips trembling a little, and from time to time she peeked at the construction sites on the left and right sides of the main road, where there were busy houses under construction, many stonemasons wielding hammers and chisels, more child slaves being carried, and a huge wall of thirty cubits high encircled it.

"Master, it is said that the cost of this mansion of Young Master Wu Lai will cost tens of thousands of gold coins. Lady Leah's butler, Drua, saw that she was slowing down, and guessed some of her thoughts.

Lady Leah was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "I have also heard, everyone said that after this mansion is built, it can rank in the top five of the Seneca city-state." "

Oh, if Master Simon were here, he would be glad he was. Drua sighed and said.

"Who's to say it isn't. Lady Leah sighed, quickening her pace slightly.

Stopped. After a few pleasantries, Lady Leah made her clear, and then began the registration list—she thought Woolley needed a list of nobles to invite to the banquet.

Her serious and smug and ostentatious expression made Woolley suddenly lose interest in his birthday party, and immediately, he interrupted Mrs. Leah: "No, I guess Tina must have misunderstood me, I said, I just want to celebrate with my family on my birthday, obviously, the people you just mentioned are not my family, especially since you also mentioned Quentin, he dared to show his face in Seneca City?

Lady Leah's face instantly turned ugly.

"Okay, I know what you and Tina were up to, but I don't need a banquet to foil myself right now. Woolley looked at Mrs. Leah very seriously, "In my concept, Aden, Tina, you, and Gauguin, Nerton, and Hippo around me can be regarded as my family, Quentin is not included, and besides, I should be alone instead of being hypocritical and polite with those citizens." Lady

Leah was silent for a moment, and then said, "Woolley, you are Simon's pride, and if he were still alive, you probably wouldn't think so."

"I still think so. Woolley replied," I know my father, all his life, he has been working hard to grab more wealth, all his life, he has been eager to get out of the category of small nobles, to be recognized and envied by more people, unfortunately, he failed to do it, I could have done it for him, because when I was five years old, I planned everything I am doing now, but I chose to be silent and wait, because I know that once you and my father Simon control as much wealth as I do now, what awaits you will be a catastrophe, so don't take this as my ruthlessness, to put it mildly, you who are addicted to money can't see the rules of this world at allWhat is the slave age? The slave age is the law of the jungle, and if you don't have sufficient strength, you will be eaten to the point that there is no scum left, and the people who eat you are often the ones who talk and laugh with you at the banquet.

Lady Leah pursed her lips, not to mention how shocked she was, and for a moment, she even had the illusion that it was not the personable young Woolley standing in front of her, but a noble general who was a decisive killer.

"So, listen to me, give me the birthday dinner I want, and remember to bring Aden. Woolley said.

Lady Leah nodded subconsciously.

Two days later, Woolley's birthday dinner was held in the large dining room of the main building of the White Rock Building, and in this dining room that can accommodate nearly 100 people, Woolley, Mrs. Leah, Tina, and Aden had a very sumptuous family banquet accompanied by the butlers of both sides. While the stewards frequently toasted Woolley with their admiration, loyalty, and blessings, the slaves in the mills, paper mills, printing houses, carpentry workshops, ordnance workshops, and on the construction sites were given rest and plenty of meat rewards, and the workshop artisans who had been allowed to have slave girls were even accompanied by wine and their companions throughout the night, and on the construction sites, slaves belonging to Woolley stuffed and chewed meat into their mouths with envy from the envious eyes of the hired slaves on other estates, for they had more than twice as much meat on their plates as hired slaves.

"Alas, the luckiest thing in my life is to become a slave of my master, before I came to Baishi Building, I ate meat at most two or three times a year, but now, every three days, I remember that in the workshop where I stayed before, there was a teenager who was hung up and whipped thirty whips for stealing his master's jerky, and the whip hurt to death just after the whip, think about it is really not worth it, if he can have the same good luck as me, he will not die, right?" A slave said this to a hired slave from another estate while eating.

Woolly in the restaurant couldn't hear these words, he was in good spirits today, and he drank a lot of wine, until he felt that his body was shaking a little and his vision was a little blurred.

"That's all for today, goodbye, Aden. Woolley, who was covered with wine, waved his hand and stumbled out of the restaurant, "Hibo, Hibo, go show me if the bath water is ready?"

After seeing Woolley's back walk out of the restaurant, Tina pouted and lowered her head a little unhappily. Madame Leah glanced at her daughter, and her heart suddenly moved, so she pretended to yawn, and then asked Gauguin, "Gauguin, where is the guest room? Gauguin

was stunned, and said in his heart that Master Woolley didn't seem to have ordered the guests to stay overnight?

Mrs. Leah saw that Gauguin hesitated, so she asked again, and Gauguin saw that Hippo was not there, so he had to call the three slave girls to lead the way, and personally accompanied him to the guest room in the south wing of the main building, and waited until Mrs. Leah and her party had selected a room, and then said goodbye.

"Lady Leah wouldn't have any more ideas, would she?" said Gauguin, thinking to himself as he walked to the bathroom, suddenly feeling as if he had done something wrong.

Woolley's small bathroom door was hidden, but Gauguin was too late to knock on it, for behind the door came the clatter of the pool being stirred, mixed with Hippo's intermittent and suppressed moans.

The young master has grown up. Gauguin thought in his heart, and turned away very interestingly.

After a while, Wu Lai's voice came from the small bathroom: "Remember, remember, let's start, repeat it at the end, when massaging, be sure to press on the acupoints, but you can't press indiscriminately like before, in case you 'go off' and suffer the loss."

"Got it, Master Woolley, but, what is 'going off'?" Hippo's voice came out.