Vol 4 Chapter 172: Raphael's new employer

Raphael did not know how Uliu would find himself, he was not even familiar with Uliu.
He only knew that the Moor seemed to be the servant beside the Earl of Montina. Although he had a brief contact in Pisa to sell paintings at the time, he vaguely felt that the Moor seemed to be powerful, but that was all he knew.
This is not the case with Proto.
He knew the details of this Moor, or he knew how powerful this person was, at least he knew that when he decided to disclose the news about Caesar ’s purchase of the Trinity to the Earl of Montina, he was seen by the Moor And, according to his observation that this servant seems to have a great influence in Pisa, he does not want to be a pure pagan servant at all.
So now suddenly seeing Uliu, Proto was first surprised and then immediately alert.
This is Rome, not Pizza, so he feels that he doesn't need to be afraid of this person, but he doesn't want to offend this hard guy.
"Someone wants my friend to paint. This is a good thing. Have you heard Raphael? You are a master now."
Proto said in an exaggerated tone while quietly paying attention to the look on Uliu's face. He had already thought that if the Moors wanted to say anything, they must be perplexed before he spoke, and he must not let Raphael know it. Those things he did during the time.
"Not yet, I'm just a little famous now." Raphael said a little shyly, he felt that Prato had boasted for him a bit too much, although he was really eager to become a master, but he knew he was still away from that position. Somewhat far.
"Okay, my friend, tell me which noble is going to get Raphael's painting?" Proto asked with a smile, and he took a careful step forward just in front of the two.
Then he stared at Uliu with slightly harsh eyes, and asked silently, "What are you doing here?"
Uliu looked at the man in front of him, put his hand on his arm and pushed hard, and Proto could not help but flash to the side.
"I'm here to invite you to paint a portrait of a lady, and you will get a big reward, and it will make your reputation even bigger," said Uliu, deliberately or unintentionally, on the table behind Raphael. Those letters glanced, "As far as I know, you are having a little trouble now, maybe this can help you."
Uliu's words surprised both of them. Raphael was surprised that this matter was already known to everyone, but Proto secretly wondered whether Uliu had been staring at the two of them.
After all, they would come to Rome because of Uliou's suggestion, and even if they could directly find Michelangelo, it was also related to this Moorish.
It's just that now their relationship with Michelangelo is so stiff, and Uliu just happened to appear at this time, Proto thinks there is something strange in this.
"Can we know who that lady is, it means nothing else, just want to know in advance what this lady's hobbies are, and you know that it is beneficial for us to try to satisfy the employer as much as possible."
Proto wanted to guess the purpose of Uliu by asking the employer, but his idea would have Uliu rejected it.
"You know where you are," Uliu smiled attentively to Raphael. He bowed slightly and humbly asked the master to walk ahead, but when he looked at Proto, there was a mocking look in his eyes. "Believe me this time is good for you."
It ’s good. Proto has repeatedly grasped this sentence in his heart. He feels that he has gotten a lot of benefits. The heavy gold coins in his pocket always remind him of a small fortune made in Pisa before, and there is Raphael ’s. The benefits of fame are now slowly emerging.
But he also knew that these things were actually inseparable from the previous Moorish servant, and he had been entangled with the Moor since the day he decided to whistle to Earl Montina.
The carriage was heading east of the city of Rome, and Uliou drove very diligently behind the car, and the hot sunlight shone on the top of his head covered with a layer of short hair, looking sweaty.
Although the coalition forces have retreated, and Gonzalo has already returned to Aragon, there are still many people and materials left by the coalition in Rome.
Some people speculated that this was actually intentionally left by Gonzalo. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of being an uncrowned king in Rome, so he deliberately left some unfinished work here in order to return to one day to continue to enjoy him High status.
Although this is just a guess, many people know that this is the case. Many people know that Charles VIII will make a comeback, but now it has become a guess when the new king of France will invade again.
Although no one knows who will become an enemy or an ally next, Pope Alexander VI still defaults to the remaining coalition forces in the east of the city,
The carriage stopped in front of a house, and Uliu caught a few steps sweating and walked around the carriage to the door.
Proto, who was sitting in the car, saw a dark-skinned maid smile at Uliu, but he guessed that the woman should not be a Moorish, because although she had a dark complexion, she looked quite different.
Probably an Armenian, Proto was thinking about it deliberately. He did n’t know why Uliu wanted to bring them here. The look of the house, although not very luxurious, was impressive, but Proto still saw some of it. It is different from the houses of nobles and rich people he is already familiar with.
Then when he saw some unruly men and women appearing in the living room of the house, he had already guessed where it was.
He looked at Uliu a little bit unexpectedly, but he didn't wait for Raphael next to his mouth to suddenly say: "Why come here, I know where this is, do you want to introduce me to a prostitute?"
Raphael stared at Uliu angrily, his young face flushed with anger, he thought it was an insult to him, especially when he thought that his paintbrush was supposed to serve a prostitute, he felt as if He could no longer stand worthy of the eyes that fascinated him in front of the "Trinity".
"Why do you look down on prostitutes?"
A very calm voice came from the stairs, and with that voice, a young woman slowly walked down the stairs.
"Madam." Uliu bowed and saluted, standing aside respectfully.
The young woman is full of some unspeakable charm, her long curly hair looks like a large cloud of clouds moving behind her, which makes her look a little dangerous, but she can't help but be fascinated.
She wore a grotesque robe. From the looming scene between the ribbons tied to her robes, Proto believed that as long as the ribbons were pulled away, she could see a carcass standing completely in front of her.
"This is Mrs. Olgala. Maybe you have heard of Mrs. Olivier's name." Uliu introduced to the side, seeing the embarrassed look of the two young men, and the Moors pouted slightly.
Not many men can resist Olgala's charm, especially young men. They often fall into her charm vortex when they first see Olgala.
"I just think that this profession is full of immorality, but it is not disrespectful to you, but I am very sad about how people like you can live in such places."
Raphael said somewhat angrily that he felt this was too unfair to the beauty in front of him. Although he also knew that he was likely to be affectionate, the young man's impulse still made him want to remove this beauty from this kind of beauty. The idea of ​​saving the place.
"Actually, this is my residence, everything here is mine." Olgala looked at the young painter funny, such young people she saw too much, impulsive and passionate, but this This kind of emotion comes and goes quickly, maybe even there is no need to show another woman, but a fresh toy may make them change their interest immediately.
"Madam, I have long admired your name." Proto next said suddenly.
Unlike Raphael, who only focused on painting, Proto was very concerned about the people and things in Rome. He naturally had heard of her reputation for this gorgeous woman, and he knew that although this woman was a prostitute, But she has relationships and paths that many people cannot match, which makes Proto suddenly feel that this trip is really worthwhile.
"Madam hopes to have a portrait of herself," Uliou reminded next, and then went on to say, "I mean, Ma'am wants to make herself look more like herself than those of ladies Look. "
Raphael looked at Uliu in surprise, then looked at Olgala again.
"Perhaps I am more suitable for myself." Orgala gently held the ribbon of the robe with his fingers and slowly pulled the buckle off. In the stunned eyes of the two young men in front of him, a piece of snow-white skin was drawn from their eyes with the wind Ever.
"Looking at me, what I want is for people who see my portrait to know my enthusiasm and charm, not so-called dignified and elegant, maybe some women are willing to make themselves look dignified and elegant, but I just want to make people Crazy because of me. "
Raphael blinked his eyes and shook his head vigorously. He felt like he didn't understand the lady's words.
Enthusiasm and charisma are strange to Raphael. He does n’t know if he has heard something wrong, and he does n’t quite understand why this lady wants to be "cheating" herself.
Although he had never painted a prostitute, Raphael knew that they still wanted others to make her look noble and pure when they painted her portraits, but the famous Roman courtesan seemed to want others Pay attention to her, only her body and not her.
And Raphael also felt that this request made him a little bit embarrassed. In addition to finding it difficult to accept this kind of work in his heart, he also knew that he had some confusion about the request made by Mrs. Olgala.
Rafael did not know that in Venice now, a boy a few years younger than him was working hard to copy the paintings of many masters under the supervision of his father, so that one day he could realize his father ’s wishes and become a craft. Superb master of painting.
It's just that the father never thought that his son would become famous in the future not because of the sacred scrolls described in the biblical stories, but because of the creation of secular painting methods.
This future master who is still a boy is called Titian Vecellio.
If faced with Titian decades later, Olgala's request is not so hard. Even according to Titian's habit, often in order to make the work more successful, maybe she will also go in-depth with a lady as a model Exchange.
However, Raphael, who is still young, or very pure, felt a little embarrassed. He even thought that maybe the lady was looking for the wrong person.
"Do you think this young man can do it?"
After Raphael and Proto left, Olgala, who walked into the second floor room, asked Grogening, who was sitting in front of the window and looking at the backs of the two leaving.
"I think he will keep in mind the amazing moment you just made." Grogening looked at the window and walked while arguing about the two young men.
"Just wish I didn't look so bad." Olgala walked to the mirror and looked at him carefully.
"No one can resist your charm, so trust me that this will definitely go smoothly." Grogening smiled at Olgala, and then he beckoned slightly so that Olgala approached himself. " But in spite of this, I feel ashamed, knowing that if the burden of success in a career is borne by a woman, this is enough to make us feel ashamed, even sad. "
"But I don't feel unfortunate, but rather proud," Olgala looked at Grogening holding her chin. "Since I can't take up arms like everyone else, all I can do is use my body for you work."
"You did, and did better than everyone else," Grogening lowered his head and gently kissed Olgala's forehead. "What you do this time may be dangerous. After all, the woman's jealousy is Horrible, and I ca n’t help you by my side, so everything depends on yourself. "
"I will be careful," Olgala said softly. "I just hope that the young man can paint me not so dignified and elegant."
It seemed that Olgala's slightly sarcastic tone was heard, and Grogening glanced at the tempting stunner.
"There seems to be friction between the Earl of Montina and the Genoese," Grogening looked at Olgala. "I think maybe you can ask the Moor that the Earl needs our help now."
Olgala nodded.
Although Uliu was downstairs, Grogening would not say this directly to him.
In this way, at least in the future when facing Genoese, you can be more proactive.
"Master, do you think the Earl will terminate the engagement with Miss Rowley?"
Grogening pondered a little. He knew that Olgala's questioning was not because of curiosity. In fact, he had been paying attention to it.
If Montina is split with Genoa, this is not a good thing for many people, at least it is a big blow to the already established FTA.
"Even if I don't want to admit it, there is a fact before everyone," Grogening murmured. "The free trade zone has brought wealth to all of us, and the free trade zone is much larger than we thought before. It ’s so much that I ’m talking about who this
everyone
includes, and maybe many people are unclear.

Olgara nodded silently. She knew that Grogning was right. Maybe some places had not been said. At least as far as she knew, many Romans were unconsciously involved in being provoked by Alexander whether they wanted it or not. In the wave of wealth.
Many people have a more or less relationship with the exchange, and as the exchange's business grows, more people are involuntarily involved in this unstoppable wealth vortex.
"We must admit that this free trade union is like a growing beast, and one day it will devour ourselves," Grogning looked calm, but what he said made Olgala uneasy. " It is only Earl Montina who is holding the beast firmly. "
"Do you think so?" Olgalala was a little surprised. She knew that her master was actually a very proud person. Because of this, he would never be attached to anyone.
The governor of the empire in the Netherlands cannot do it, nor can anyone else.
But he was surprised to say so much about Alexander, and Olgala felt a little weird.
"My dear, do you know what is the most proud decision among the various investments in my life?" Grogning was in a good mood and sat down to see Olgala shaking his head cleverly and then waiting for the answer curiously. The seat next to her, let her sit next to herself. "It was when I decided to leave the Bohemian girl as a gift for others, but did not take her as my own. This is my most successful one so far. Investment. "
"Master, do you mean Sophia?"
"Yes, that's the girl," Grogening remembered the name after thinking about it. "When I decided to return her to Gombré, I might still feel a bit disadvantaged, but now I know why I did that, I found out I ca n’t tell what it ’s like at that time, but I can feel that there is something other people do n’t have.

"And you are obviously right." Olgala nodded seriously. She knew her master had extraordinary insight. Alexander's move in Naples caught his attention at the time, but she was still curious. "Then you What do you think will happen to what happened in Romagna? "
Hearing Olgala's inquiry, Grogning gave her a meaningful smile.
"Trust me, maybe someone can break this situation without us," Groningen said first, and then suddenly shook his hand quickly. "But because of this, we have to make suggestions to the earl as soon as possible , So you can go to that Uliu now. "
Olgara immediately stood up ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and went downstairs after a slight salute to Groningen.
The almost blind faith in Grogning convinced Olgala that things would develop as the old man guessed, but because of this she also understood why Grogning asked her to find Uliu as soon as possible. It shows enough support and kindness to the Earl of Montina.
According to Grognin's plan, whether he can get help from Alexander next will be the key to determining the destiny of the lowlands in the future.
Olgara walked slowly down the stairs, and she knew that Uliu should be downstairs.
But what surprised Olgala was that when she came to the hall, she unexpectedly saw an acquaintance who hadn't seen for a long time.
Kotschah, the imperial palace minister who had been away from Rome for some time, seemed to be in her living room.
But what Olgala noticed was that Kotschah was talking with the Moors right now.
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