Vol 2 Chapter 6: Who will visit

Uliu lifted his chin slightly after he said that. He wanted to make everyone proud of the master's identity with an arrogant gesture, but then he realized that things seemed to be different from what he thought.
The atmosphere in the tavern is a little strange, or weird is more appropriate.
Everyone looked at Alexandria with strange eyes. Those eyes were curious, accidental, doubtful, and excited. In short, the emotions in the eyes of these people were so rich that Uliu couldn't help but step back two steps. In front of Alexander, and he had begun to regret so much talk.
Alexander stood up helplessly. He had originally wanted to reprimand his servant, but he knew it was useless. The news that he appeared in this tavern would soon spread out. It was nothing, but everything he had heard and seen before He can conclude that a messenger from Sicily appears in such a place at this time, and it will definitely attract the attention of many people.
May even make many people have various associations.
Places like pubs and hotels have always been the most well-informed, but with such well-informed, it also means that such places often mean trouble.
Alexander could already think of what kind of guesses people would have when they heard that the Sicilian messengers appeared in a tavern where a group of people of various speeches often gathered.
He even saw from the eyes of these people that some people must have been thinking about whether this messenger from Sicily was sent by the King of Sicily to support his "this side".
Alexander felt that he was a bit unlucky. He had not been in trouble before seeing any of the Neapolitan dignitaries. As long as he thought about what kind of reaction this kind of rumor was heard, he glared across the face. Mahimo.
The monk looked a little ignorant at this time. He never thought that the pair of masters and servants brought back on the road would be such a big man, but he was just a little silly, and then stood up immediately, using a kind of " This is my buddy's voice and said: "Look, this is a guest from our brotherland. When suffering in our country, he took the risk of crossing the ocean to support us. He brought us a lighthouse. Good wishes on the other side, let us all cheer for his arrival. "
"Long live!"
"The friendship on both sides of the lighthouse will last forever!"
"Long live Sicilian, long live King Sicily!"
"The friendship between Ferdinand and Ferdinand will be witnessed by God!"
The shouting broke out again in the untouchable tavern just now, but this time people hugged each other and hooked their shoulders. It seemed that the previous unpleasantness was an illusion.
Uliu looked at this scene dullly, although he was always known for his cleverness, but at this time the Moors also felt that his brain was a little uncomfortable.
If you let him describe it, Uliu would like to shout out: Neapolitans are neuropathy!
Mahimo drew a cross on his chest, then he came to Alexandria, stretched out his hand and held the hand of the "guest from the kingdom of brothers" and shook his hands. In the eyes of others, he obviously had a close relationship with the Sicilian messenger, It may even be the mysterious mission entrusted by a big man himself.
Now that the two messengers finally succeeded in meeting the teacher, there may be some secret talks that are not humane.
Mahimo is indeed a very serious expression, Alexander is a little helpless, he is very clear that this person is a blindfold, although he has not known for a long time, he believes that he knows this better than most people present. The details of the person.
"You need a guide, friend," Mahimo said in a low voice. "I am the best, not only Naples, but also Rome, Bologna, and Florence, I know all these places, even Venice and Genoa. , Although those two places are world feuds, but I am the only one who respects them at the same time. Trust me, I can help you. "
Uliu showed his anger. He felt obliged to protect the interests of his master. When he thought that this guy would mix with himself, he was uncomfortable. Although his skin was white, Uliu believed that this person must have Heidao's heart: "No master, this man ..."
Alexander waved his hand. He smiled and looked at the slipper in front of him. He didn't believe anything in Alexander's words, but somehow, something very strange in this person attracted him again, maybe it was his kind of natural incitement. The ingenuity of the people's heart, or his different cleverness from Uliu, makes Alexander feel that it is good to let such a person follow himself.
More importantly, since his whereabouts have been exposed, it is estimated that someone will come up soon. At this time when the forces of Naples are still unclear, it is always good to have a person who is familiar with it here. .
"What are you doing, Barr?" Mahimo turned back and greeted the pubkeeper in a daze with two broken wooden tables. "Hurry up and prepare two good houses, clean up, my friend will live in. Oh, God, look at you. It ’s really ugly to look so sad. Let go of those tatters. Do you want me to recite the whole hymn to you?
The pub owner looked at Mahimo bitterly, he knew that this guy would not be good as soon as he came, but looking at the passionate guests around him, he swallowed the curse that came to his mouth again.
A young girl came over and she whispered inviting Alexander to go upstairs, but her eyes stayed on Mahimo while talking.
The monk showed a solemn look. Although he was dressed in a nondescript manner, he began to silently chant Scriptures that no one could hear.
The girl was a little disappointed, but her eyes were more heated. This scene made Alexander look at it and couldn't help but admire secretly. This guy is really a good hand to seduce girls.
Because it used to be a fortress for guards, the interior of the "Lookout" is very strong. Even after all these years, walking on the wooden floor will not hear the horrible sound everywhere, let alone worry Will it fall out of a rotten hole anytime?
This building is so strong, in the middle of the corridor on the second floor, you can even see a brick pillar leading directly from the lower layer to the roof, and a square room purlin that looks very thick and exposed outside .
As soon as Alexander entered the room, Mahimo walked in. He closed the door without seeing it, and then looked at Alexander with a serious look, which was very different from the downstairs.
"Well, who are you," the monk still had his hands folded. Although he didn't wear a monk's robe, he did look like a monk. "Don't tell me you are a messenger from Sicily. I'm more familiar with this set, but I think your servant is very smart and can use this opportunity to make your reputation. "
Alexander looked at this man interestingly, but he did not expect that Mahimo actually regarded him as a liar like himself, even though he thought so.
"Please don't be unreasonable to my master," Uliou stood up and reminded that if it weren't for watching this person, the posture is a little uncomfortable now, and the Moors will almost reprimand him. "My master is the messenger of Sicily, yes Honorable……"
"Sicilian messenger, honourable guardian of the lighthouse, forget it, friend," Mahimo interrupted Uliou. "I am still the Archbishop of St. Peter's Palace. Tell me who you are, maybe we can really work together Something big. "
Alexander was a bit crying and laughing. He didn't expect this person to be so persistent that they were his colleagues. He was about to speak, and a very soft knock on the door rang.
Then the door opened slightly, and a head came in.
Was the one who had started to use a wine urn to open a scoop because someone satirized Count Modillo, which caused a big fight.
"Sorry, can I say a few words to you?" The man asked carefully, most of his body was still hidden outside the door, and seemed to be ready to go out as soon as he was rejected.
Came indeed, and soon, Alexander knew that such a visit would definitely come, and maybe soon a more important person would come to see him, but he was a genuine Sicilian messenger.
"We are talking about important things," Masimo's expression immediately changed, and he stood in front of Alexander, as if he was his agent, blocking the gaze of the man. "If you have anything, please tell me first, then let me Tell the messenger. "
"It ’s such a monk. If you allow it, I mean if you allow it, I would like to invite Master Envoy to a small party in a place not far away. Some people will come at that time, and maybe There are a few big men. "The man slowly squeezed into the door, and then straightened up, and when he spoke, he could not help glancing at Alexander in the back, and finally his slightly exaggerated hands spread out a fancy line. Ha Yaoli.
"The big man you're talking about will not be Count Modillo." Mahimo's eyes became hot. He didn't even wait to turn back to ask Alexander before he agreed, but just opened his mouth and his shoulders were pressed by Alexander Living.
"I'm sorry, I was working the road, but the trip was really in trouble, so I can only be absent from the party tonight." Alexander finished his eyes to Uliu, and the Moors immediately went up and over Mahimo, who also opened his mouth, opened the door for the man.
The man showed a look of disappointment, but left with an interesting farewell.
As soon as the door closed, Mahimo immediately turned around and yelled with excitement: "God, what are you thinking, Count! Count Modillo's banquet, why do you want to refuse such a good opportunity, you Do you know how many people want to attend the Earl ’s banquet? "
"I remember that just now, downstairs, haven't you been praising Count Frederick, why can't you wait to attend Modillo's banquet now?"
"They are all great people in Naples. Did you know that the real great people are like the Baron Reggio, the governor of Venice, or the Cardinal of Rome, do you not want to know these people?"
Alexander shook his head. He was now sure that this person was not a monk or a liar at all. It was like the kind of person who was keen on making a name for himself by publishing various grotesques and trying to draw the attention of big men. Zhi Zhi's so-called scholar.
This kind of people said that they have existed in the East and the West since ancient times. They have the same characteristic, that is, they often like to talk about new and different things, and then, through their slowly accumulating reputation, they hope to meet the Ming One day, and You can show what is called ambition.
Alexander did not know whether Mahimo was considered such a person, but he had decided not to go to the party that the person said.
Although I heard that Modillo might be a little bit excited, Alexander was very clear that he should have attracted the attention of many people.
Unclear about the situation in Naples, especially when Modillo is not clear about which side of the King ’s uncles and nephews, he cannot act rashly.
And Alexander has a hunch that someone will come to you soon.
Sure enough, just as Mahimo wanted to say more, the door was gently knocked again.
But this time Alexander made a wrong guess. Looking at the sister of the pub owner standing at the door, he immediately noticed that the look of Mahimo next to him changed, and an unpredictable monk's style instantly appeared.
Alexander really admired this person a little bit. If he had n’t seen his unparalleled wild running before, he probably would n’t have imagined that this person who looks like a deeply religious cult, is just naked with a before. The guy running around the city.
"Maybe we can discuss the topic just now," Mahimo nodded to Alexander a bit and ended the conversation between them, and then turned back and smiled at the pub owner's sister. "Is there anything, Oleja?" , If there is anything I need to help, just say. "
"Yes," the girl looked slightly shyly at the other two people in the room, but her eyes were always stuck on Mahimo. "I made a prayer robe before. My brother asked me to do it to be dedicated to the church. Yes, but I now want to give you the robe directly, is this also a dedication to the church. "
"You are really a pious person, God will bless you, come and let us look at your handiwork, I believe that must be the best embroidery in Naples."
Mahimimo immediately greeted him. While holding up the girl's hand and praising her piety and kindness, he closed the door smoothly. With the whispering away, soon there was a faint sound of closing in the corridor.
Uliu stared blankly at the door, pointing at the words silently, turning back to say something but unable to remember for a while, and finally he had to mutter secretly, and then walked back to Alexander.
"Master, what shall we do next?"
"Wait." Alexander walked to the window and sat down, because it was a fortress, so the windows in the room were not large, and the outer window sills were very steep slopes, so that people standing in front of the window seemed to fall off at any time. The feeling of going out.
But the view here is very wide. Looking out, I can even see the towering and rugged typical French round corner towers in Newcastle, which reminded him of the various rumors about Naples that he just heard in the tavern below. .
A young and vigorous king who has little experience in ruling, a highly respected but unambiguous uncle, and a powerful Count who is more ambitious, Alexander outlined in his heart a little, and found that the situation of Naples is not only better than Sicily, Even more complicated and complicated.
After all, the Neapolitans have just returned to their country. In addition to these few, other powerful people may not have their own calculations.
Uliu started to clean up the house, but there was nothing to clean up. Not only were they empty-handed, but the master and servant also had few children. Looking back, if there was no Mahimo, maybe they would sleep on the street tonight.
"Uliu."
Alexander greeted suddenly, and the Moors immediately raised their heads and listened carefully.
"Think of how to clean up, at least look clean."
Alexander pointed his finger at him, and said that the material and style of the dress on his body were very good. After all, Osborne could not tolerate others leaving his tailor's shop in ugly clothes, which would make him uncomfortable.
Uliu smiled and showed a neat row of white teeth. Before that he felt that his servant had failed a little, because the master almost never told him what to do, which made him a little uneasy.
For Uliu, a servant who didn't get his master's approval was really negligent.
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Said that the Moors walked over to help Alexander take off the shirt that had the shoulders and upper sleeves cut very narrowly but could be fluffy and wide from the elbow, and then carefully counted the buttons above.
"Actually, even if we didn't meet this Mahimo, we would not be hungry," Alexander looked at the cautious Uliu and smiled. "At least we can live by selling pearls on these clothes."
"But this is Miss Sophia sewing it for you."
He quickly closed his mouth as soon as he spoke, and then he looked carefully at the owner, and saw that Alexander had turned to look out the window, and the Moors secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that the master had never forgotten Sophia. On the contrary, the more he secretly worried, looking at Alexander ’s silent back, Uliu suddenly felt that if he had promised the visitor and listened to the encouragement of the Mahimo before, he went to participate The evening party may not be a bad thing.
"Uliu, hurry up," Alexander still did not turn around. "We have to dress well, maybe someone will come to visit us again soon."
Uliou nodded. He understood more or less what Alexander meant. The guys downstairs looked like long tongue ladies. They would surely spread the news of the arrival of the Sicilian messenger everywhere. Sloppy to see those big men, the Moors felt that the sky was about to fall.
"Who would come first?" Alexander looked out the window and wondered. He knew that someone would come to see him, but it was not easy to guess who was who.
Uliu, who had just left, came in a hurry.
"Master, there are guests asking for advice."