I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Woolley's injury was "recuperated" for a month and a half, and then, "healed".

No, it can't be "cured", because the annual meeting of the highest council of Assyrian nobles is held once every two years, and Connor's subordinate officials also came to the Green House to inform Woolley and convey Connor's greetings, of course, Woolley himself did not want to miss the opportunity to make this appearance.

In fact, in the past month and a half, Wu Lai has not been idle, if it weren't for the fact that he had to act in place, he would have slipped out of the Green Mansion a long time ago, but he did not do less in the last memory, and he could still adapt to it, but the lack of being able to grasp the situation in time gave him a headache.

Headache to headache, the past month and a half has been quite smooth, at least from the current situation, the direction of the situation is within Woolley's expectations, in addition, the Seneca Tongji Alliance led by Woolley is also running very smoothly, the pace is steady and firm and powerful.

Naturally, there are more headaches than Woolley, such as Khufu, who was beaten up and grounded for having an extra mouth, and he still hasn't been able to lift the grounding- After being offered a favor by Chief Connor, Chief Qiyuan angrily extended Khufu's grounding time, because he was so annoyed that he couldn't do it, with Qiyuan's mind and understanding of Khufu, he naturally knew that his uncompetitive grandson was wronged, because with Khufu's IQ, it was impossible to arrange things so properly, if he really did it, those assassins were afraid that they would have been arrested a long time ago, and where would they disappear for so long.

Kui Huo also had a headache, no less than his father, the second and third legions from time to time to add a little chaos to him and cause a little conflict, even if it was a little bit of a conflict, after spending a lot of money to buy a single crossbow machine, the ordnance craftsmen of the legion had the courage to dismantle the two, not to mention that many of the things inside did not seem to be complicated in structure, but they could not be imitated at all, such as springs, and what was even more exaggerated was that this dismantling could not be installed back, but this was also normal, with Woolley's means, fiddling with this is not a matter of minutes.

Everything is going well, of course Woolley is proud, and Helen will go back to the Green House every few days to accompany him for a day, although the relationship between the two has not made a further breakthrough, but that intimacy and tacit understanding can also make Guru, who has been in class for more than a month, look at it with envy, of course, Lori's mood will always become bad when Helen appears.

Helen is quite interested in military affairs, and when she is free, she will always pester Woolly like a little girl to talk about the "Art of War" and war examples, and every time she listens to it, she will smile and record it, as always.

For Helen's hobby, Woolley is understanding and supportive, Helen said that her family used to start with military achievements, and now although it is declining and almost gone, if it rises, it must be to regain its strength on the battlefield.

Woolley felt that there seemed to be no need for this, or rather, Helen wanted to do this, and the difficulty was really not ordinary. But after Helen refused Woolley's second investment to rebuild the family for her, Woolley gently shook Helen's hand and said, "Okay, you like to ride horses, and I will accompany you to charge." "

You?" Helen smiled and shook her head, "I don't want to see you on the battlefield, I hope you will always be safe, although I know that your fighting skills are excellent, but that is not a reason to let you go to war."

Woolley could only laugh it off.

Naturally, I am going to the battlefield, why can there only be four legions in the Assyrian territory?, Woolley thought to himself.

A few days later, the annual meeting of the highest council of the Assyrian nobles was held.

Although it was also a slave society, and even the names were ninety percent similar, the political ecology of the Assyrian territory was somewhat different from the Rome that Woolley remembered in the last episode.

First, the Assyrian realms, though very similar but not a state, were supreme power in the hands of a few authorities that had the right to vote and to be elected, which is very close to the Roman aristocratic republic that Woolley remembered in the previous period, but in fact it is plausible.

In a territory, there were at least six real powers: legislative, executive, military, property, judicial, and religious, and in the Assyrian realm, these great powers were undoubtedly divided up long ago.

Speaking of which, the Senate is most like the highest decision-making body of the territory, because although it is only responsible for the legislative and judicial powers, and in fact these two powers have not been fully reflected, but it has the right to supervise the Supreme Council of the Nobles, which is basically equivalent to the highest decision-making power, because the Senate has the right to oppose the implementation of the administrative, military, and property powers of the Supreme Council of the Nobles.

Of course, it does not exercise this power every time, because the Senate, like the Supreme Council of the Nobles, is composed of all the nobles, and the principle of consultative affairs and the subordination of the minority to the majority. Under such conditions, it was not easy for the Senate to oppose the resolution of the Supreme Council of the Nobles.

But precisely because the Senate has the power of supervision to suppress it, although the Supreme Council of the Nobles has the largest number of people, the widest coverage, and the most power, it does not want to ignore the other two giants.

On the contrary, the temple, although it only has the power of religion, is high above the supernatural, although it is powerless to suppress the other two giants, but the banner of religion is waved, and no one in the Assyrian territory dares to do anything with it.

But in general, the Supreme Council of the Nobles definitely plays the primary role in the management of the territory, after all, it is a practical body, not like the Senate, which is more like a club of old nobles and gatekeepers.

The annual meeting of the Council of the Supreme Nobility was held every two years, lasting ten days each time, during which all members except the consuls of the city-states in combat were required to be present.

The location of the annual meeting is naturally the residence of the highest aristocratic meeting - the North Palace.

On the day of the meeting, Woolly came to the north palace early, but he didn't rush in, because Rini came to the Green Building last night to spread the word, and asked Woolley to wait for him to come the next day before going in.

Wu Laipin concluded that this is Lini's care for him and his support.

Woolley had just waited for a short time before Rini came, and he looked thinner than ever because the weather was getting warmer and his clothes were reduced or something else, but his eyes were burning, and he still gave people a sense of calm and self-esteem.

"I'm telling you to wait because I'm afraid you're not familiar with walking around here. Rini smiled slightly, and said to Woolley, who came to greet him, "Also, you can't think of currying favor with all the people here, because their relationship with each other may be hostile, and they may not even make a friend with smiling faces everywhere."

Wu Lai hurriedly nodded his head: "What the teacher taught."

Lini laughed and waved his sleeves: "Let's go." "

Climb the stairs, after walking the hundred steps of bluestone, Wu Lai and Lini walked into the gate of the North Palace together, inside the door is a straight stone road, and at the end of the stone road is the courtyard of the North Palace.

The first thing that catches Woolai's eye is a sculpture of a male lion, which is known as the lion of the city of Assyria. It is carved from a huge rock block, the body of the lion is about nine cubits long, about six cubits high, nearly five cubits wide, standing majestically on a rectangular stone cushion, a strong lion claw under the stone man, symbolizing the Assyrian people are not afraid of violence, the courage to fight.

Seeing that Woolley was paying attention to the statue, Rini smiled slightly and said, "It's good to take a closer look, although this stone lion is only a city statue of Assyria, its shape is very warning, do you see something?"

A smile of approval appeared in Rini's eyes.

Walking through the courtyard, the two of them walked down a corridor to the lounge next to the main hall, because there was still some time before the meeting began, so there were only a few people in the lounge at this time, and to Woolley's surprise, Anthony was actually there.

As soon as the two walked in, Anthony greeted them with a smile.

"Let's get used to it. Rieni smiled and said to Woolley, stopped, although Anthony is also a member of the highest noble council, but in terms of seniority, he is much stronger than Anthony, so naturally stop and wait.

After a few pleasantries with Anthony, more members came, and after Lini said goodbye, he led Woolley to sit on a bench in the corner.

"I'm not very keen on dealing with them, but you can't learn from me. Lini said in a soft voice, "Those who have taken the initiative for a while are all worth dealing with, in the Assyrian territory, if you want to stand at the top, wealth, power, and military power are indispensable, and what you lack now is the latter two." Woolley

thought so.

After a while, sure enough, people began to take the initiative to come over to greet Rini, who smiled and got up, responded one by one, and introduced Woolley to these old friends one by one......

After another moment, the meeting began.

When he walked into the hall of the venue, Wu Lai's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, not because of nervousness, but because of excitement. Whether it is the last memory or the present, Wu Lai is accustomed to constantly setting goals for himself, and every goal is undoubtedly a difficult challenge, although it seems to be smooth sailing on the surface, but in fact, it is a murderous and hidden opportunity, and every step is very difficult.

Today, it will be a new beginning, Woolley, take advantage of it. Woolley said to himself in his heart at the moment.

One of Connor's chief subordinates led Woolley to the side of the table, and in his current capacity, Woolley was not qualified to sit at the three rows of tables and chairs in the temple.

After sitting down on a large chair in the outer circle, Woolley suddenly felt that the arrangement of the three rows of tables and chairs inside and outside the center of the venue, which was based on a pulpit, seemed to have a deep meaning, because there were sixteen seats in the first row, twenty-four in the second row, and thirty-five in the third row.

Just as he was thinking, a familiar figure walked over, and after glancing at it, Wu Lai hesitated slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

The person who came was Lev, and he was naturally not qualified to sit in the three rows as a special attendee like Woolley, and Lev was a little indignant about this, because he felt that with his ability and background, he should have become a full member a long time ago.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Lev smiled and said to Woolley, who had already stood up to greet him, "Sit down, it will be soon."

Woolley nodded, today is the second time he has met with Lev since the "assassination incident", the last time was twenty days ago, Lev, who had just returned to Assyria, heard the news and came to visit him in the Green Building.

The two were about to say something, when the melodious horn suddenly sounded, and the members of the meeting, who were still talking in a low voice, lifted their spirits and stood up.

I saw Chief Connor, dressed in a brand-new costume, walking in quickly with a smile, bowing his head slightly, and walking to the podium.

After standing still, Connor's smile narrowed slightly, and his gaze swept over everyone before pausing for a moment on Woolley.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today, the Supreme Council of the Nobles has a new special attendee, the god from the Seneca city-state, Woolley Greenor!" Chief Connor pointed to Woolley, "Let's welcome this young and promising boy!" Woolley

was stunned, and said in his heart, Chief Connor, you seem to be a little too enthusiastic.