Vol 7 Chapter 279: Night news

There were still a few lonely stars hanging in the sky, the sky was a little gloomy, and the thick curtains were a little sultry, perhaps because the sultry weather made it difficult for him to sleep, and Ferdinand woke up early.
The woman lying next to her moved and then fell silent. Ferdinand looked to her side and saw the smooth shoulders of the woman and the curves that undulated slightly with her breathing. He sat up and hung his legs on the bed, watching The unclear sky outside the open window was fascinating.
Juana has been missing for 4 days. If something bad happens, it will be inevitable now.
Ferdinand was also somewhat mentally prepared at this time. He knew that the Castilians hated him, not because he did anything maddening, but because he was an Aragonese.
This sounds a bit irritating. After all, although the two countries have had grievances over the past few centuries, if you go back, the two royal houses are not only from the same family, but at a certain period in history. one country.
But why now that the two monarchs are married and have children, but the people are so stubborn and disregarding the overall situation?
Ferdinand felt a little incomprehensible, and even a little wronged, but although this weak performance seemed to win some sympathy, it did not change his situation.
The crowing could be heard faintly in the distance, and Ferdinand got down from the bed and walked to the window to look outside.
The sky was gloomy, just like his current mood.
When a cold wind blows, Ferdinand might as well frustrate the goose bumps on his arm.
In fact, he hasn't slept well in the past two days, and is waiting for all kinds of news that may come anytime and anywhere, even if there is a little movement in the night, he will be immediately awakened.
But in spite of this, in the daytime, he had to fight hard to deal with the old and cunning Castilian nobles.
The church messenger group from Toledo had planned to return to Toledo because of Juana's disappearance, but it turned out that they stayed there again.
Ferdinand knew the reason they did this, but he had nothing to do.
The Segovia ferry became the dividing line between Valaritod and Madrid and the forefront of the contest between him and Alexander.
It's just that Ferdinand knows that he can deal with more enemies than Alexander, because at least his enemies don't have to spend half their energy to deal with the teammates around him who may be stabbed at any time.
Ferdinand has never felt as difficult as it is now. He certainly doesn't know who his enemy is or who his friend is. In his eyes, every Castilian is a potential traitor.
This made him feel desperate in addition to panic.
The invisible enemies are certainly worrying, but what is even more disturbing is that he has begun to have doubts about those whom he originally trusted very much.
Ferdinand knew that this was absolutely impossible. He had to do his best to calm himself down, and to avoid blind doubts that would cause dissatisfaction and even renunciation among the people around him.
But even though he understood this truth well, he always involuntarily looked at those around him, so that even if he tried to make himself look the same, some people were keenly aware of the subtle changes in his attitude.
The result of this is that there are significantly fewer people around him.
Perhaps some people have indeed begun to think of other ways for themselves, but Ferdinand believes that most people still become worried because of him.
All of this must be changed, Ferdinand told himself in his heart that he carefully looked at everyone around him while forcing himself to trust them. This kind of contradictory suffering made Ferdinand really fed up in these few days. crime.
A few sharp roosters in the distance broke the tranquility of the morning, and a few people hurriedly bypassed the flowerbed and ran towards the palace.
Ferdinand's heart suddenly tightened. He had a premonition that those people should have brought some news, so he grabbed the robe that fell on the ground and draped it on his body and strode out of the room into the corridor.
At this time, the few people had also entered the hall, and soon there was a messy and hasty footsteps from the corner of the corridor.
From the panic and chaos of the footsteps, Ferdinand had a foreboding that he might hear some bad results, but when those people hurriedly walked up to him to report to him, Ferdinand still had little hope. .
It's just that this hope will soon be crushed by reality.
"what are you saying?"
Ferdinand looked at the men who reported to him and asked in a very soft voice. Seeing that they didn’t speak, he took a step forward and grabbed the nearest person and stretched him in front of him and asked in a low voice: "You just told me what?"
"Queen, the queen seems to have died." The subordinate repeated the news that shocked everyone in a very low voice. "The news came from Madrid. It is said that the queen's carriage was killed in the middle of the road."
Ferdinand slowly let go of his hand. He didn't jump into a thunder after hearing the terrible news as people thought, but turned around calmly and walked towards the bedroom step by step.
His appearance made his subordinates even more worried. They followed one after another, even ignoring that they had heard the news, standing on the side of the bed looking at their mistress in astonishment.
Ferdinand, who walked straight into the house, seemed to wake up from the terrible news. He turned around and asked his subordinates who were waiting for him: "Is this news true?"
Then he continued to ask without waiting for an answer: "Then these news came from Madrid. Did they find out Juana's whereabouts? Anyone besides Juana?"
The king’s series of questions made those people wonder which is better to answer first, until Ferdinand’s late anger finally infected his emotions, screaming violently, "Say something for God’s sake!" The subordinates began to panic answer.
Listening to the fragmentary rumors that were hurriedly reported below, Ferdinand’s face became more and more ugly, but he still seemed to do his best to control his anger, until he suddenly waved his hand to interrupt his men. Report.
"You mean they are all dead, three of them?"
"Yes, your Majesty, both the Queen and Pastor Tangomada have been killed," the subordinate answered carefully.
"Then, no one actually knows how they died?" Ferdinand's mood suddenly became high. He walked back and forth in the room, rubbing his hands hard against each other. "Oh in this case, things are still going on. It’s not that bad."
Ferdinand couldn't help talking to himself, and then he suddenly stopped looking at his men and said: "Go and call everyone into the palace. Before they hear the news, go quickly!"
Seeing those people hurriedly leaving the room, the woman who had been watching Ferdinand in the corner uneasily came over and asked worriedly: "Why are you in a hurry to tell the Castilians?"
"It's better than they trouble me after they hear the news," Ferdinand explained impatiently. "Although some of them will use this to make trouble with me, but if they think I'll give in to them, then Wrongly wrong."
Ferdinand's originally feminine face flicked sharply, he put on his clothes with the help of a woman, and then reached out and took the scepter from the shelf next to him and held it tightly in his hand.
"I will let each of them know that the current owner of Castile is actually me, and I will keep this status quo until one day I die."
After speaking, he adjusted the crown that he had worn in the mirror, and after he looked very satisfied with his appearance, he took a deep breath and walked out of the room.
Behind her, the woman looked worriedly at the back of Ferdinand who had disappeared outside the door, and then she seemed to remember something hurriedly to the door of the room connected to the small room next door and knocked, calling the maid who had been awakened to herself. In the room.
"Let people prepare enough food and clothes quickly, and prepare the carriage," the woman told her maid, "and go home and tell the nurse to leave here."
The maid asked in a low voice in panic, "Madam, do you think this is necessary?"
"I don't know, but I must be prepared," the woman said angrily. "I have to think about my son. Although he is destined to become a king, I must at least ensure that he is safe and sound."
When Ferdinand crossed several corridors to the front hall, he had already seen several people waiting there.
All of these people have ugly faces, and some are even more tranced, as if some terrible disaster is about to come before them.
Ferdinand can actually understand the feelings of these people. In just a few days, the two monarchs died one after another. This is an unimaginable disaster for any country. What's more, Castile is now facing such a delicate situation. situation.
It's just that despite understanding, it is him who is in such a situation now, and it is him who caused this situation, so for Ferdinand, these people are likely to become his enemies.
And since these people appeared in the palace so soon, Ferdinand realized that the news might have spread already, which made his original idea of ​​trying to be strong and could not help being discounted.
Seeing Ferdinand, the few Castilian nobles immediately greeted them. No matter what they thought, Ferdinand was undoubtedly the best person to deal with this earth-shattering change.
"God, something terrible has happened," an elderly Castilian nobleman choked and opened his arms to Ferdinand, to the widower who has just lost his wife and the one who has suddenly lost his daughter and son-in-law. Father, the old man obviously intends to comfort him "My poor king, my poor king."
"God forgive me, this is a punishment for me." Ferdinand's voice was choked with difficulty, he also stretched out his arms and walked forward, but before he took a few steps, he suddenly collapsed with his legs on the ground.
People immediately screamed and pounced on the king who was wailing loudly. The sad crying and wailing of the father who lost his daughter echoed in the empty palace.
The sky is getting brighter, but this morning in Castile is destined to not be calm.
Many people find that there are various noises on the street very early in the morning. It seems that many people hurried past the street, and the sound of horseshoes and wheels rolling has never disappeared on the street.
People knew what was going on, so they went to the streets to inquire.
And what I heard was the bad news that made them stunned and at a loss.
The early morning of this day is not only long but also difficult for the people of Valaridodes. The sultry weather has been hard and painful since the morning. After listening to the bad news about Juana and his wife, people felt as if the whole city was there. Suddenly fell into a torment.
No matter when, extreme emotions of happiness or sadness, anger or joy can always be transmitted to others like a plague.
If these emotions involve an event or person that is extremely important to everyone, then this infectious disease may spread in a very short period of time at an alarming rate to what it can "infect" everyone.
Old School Street is not very far from the palace. Since the Moor named Uliu moved into his home, Old Beiruget has become more cautious.
Fortunately, that Moor is very witty. He obviously knows that he is not so popular, and he also knows that the locals have a bad impression of the Moors, so he was very careful in going in and out during these two days, and he should have outsiders. When he came, he was respectful to the Beiruget family.
For this sudden appearance of the Moor, Old Beiruget explained to others that this man is a servant of a certain adult, and now that adult is still doing business in other places, and this Moor was sent back for his upcoming trip. prepare for.
People know that a foreign nobleman once visited Beiruget’s house. This also made people very envious. They could not doubt the old Beiruget’s explanation, or in their opinion a young Moore. People can't do any great things.
Uliu has been in such a hurry since he moved into Beluget’s house, but he took the time to see Alonso’s seemingly childish paintings, and then he held his chin like a connoisseur. He nodded and said a few words: "Yes, not bad, you are very suitable to be a court painter, maybe you can rely on this for food in the future."
Alonso was very proud, and he felt that this Moor actually talked like Master Normezi, which made him very unhappy.
But when he heard the Moor say that he and Master Normezi worked for the Duke of Rome Thesia, the young little painter didn't dare to look down on the Moor anymore.
Uliu didn't worry about the family going to tell the news. He could find Beiruget's house and live in peace of mind, knowing that they would not do such stupid things.
And he also likes the family very much. They don’t have so much curiosity, and they never ask what he does when he leaves early and returns late, but nevertheless, Uliu still has to hide nearby and observe carefully before returning. Only after making sure there is no danger will you enter the door.
Uliu didn't think this was any trouble, at least compared with the Joker of Ferdinand, his current caution seemed too correct.
Uliu believes that Ferdinand should have known that the messenger he sent to Navarre may be in trouble, but he still doesn’t know that Andrés Rogge may have lost his life now, after all, he is leaving. Before, the French had already planned to attack that Andres Rogge.
The only thing that worries Uliu right now is that he arbitrarily finds a family relationship for the master’s daughter. He feels that if the matter is not settled quickly, even if the master can spare him, the barbaric and uncultivated Sophia is likely Let people, or more likely, just screw off his head by hand.
So Uliu didn't rush to meet Alexander, but first went to Bariyaridoda, because he thought it might be more useful to grandpa here.
Uliu came back very late today, or it was early in the morning. Alonso, who was sleeping by the window, got up and looked outside when he heard the movement. What surprised him was that Uliu was not the same today. people.
A few people hurried into Beiruget's house with him, but it didn't take long before they left in a hurry.
Alonso, who looked out the window, noticed that when the people were on the street, they were scattered and walking in different directions, and soon their shadows disappeared in the street.
Alonso wanted to sleep for a while, but was awakened by Uliu.
He seemed extremely excited when he saw Uliu returning to the room, and although he looked tired, he obviously didn't intend to rest immediately.
When the sky gradually brightened, Alonso, who was dozing in a daze, was suddenly awakened by a faintly audible vibration.
The sound came from the wooden bed lying underneath him, which made Alonso so clever. Just when he thought it was the ground moving, he heard a huge wave coming from the depths of the sea outside. Sound waves.
Alonso sat up. He heard that his parents downstairs were obviously awakened by the movement. He crawled on the window sill and looked out, and was stunned by what he saw.
Alonso vowed that he had never seen so many people. In fact, even the old Beiruguet had never seen such a scene.
When the Juana and his wife first entered Valaritod, although the grand occasion was unprecedented, there were two completely different atmospheres compared to the current situation.
Heaviness, depression, anger, and visibly lost and hesitating.
People appeared from the streets and flocked towards the palace. Many people held crosses and the King of Castile flag in their hands, but more of them were black flags representing death and misfortune.
If you look closely, you will find that many of them are obviously with torn gowns and temporarily used as flags, but because of this, people's sadness and anger that seem to be irrepressible are more prominent.
"What's the matter, what happened?" Old Beiruget looked at the crowd passing by his door through the crack of the door, and saw Uliu coming down from the stairs, he couldn't help but ask the Moors.
I don't know why, although there is no evidence to prove that all this is related to this Moor, the old Beiruget thinks that he must have something to do with this matter.
"Juana, dead." Uliu passed between the couple in a daze. He stood at the door and listened for a little bit of the movement outside. Then he wrapped his headscarf on his face and was stunned by the Beiruget couple. Under the stunned gaze, he opened the door and walked out.
"Juanna, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, what he said would not be..."
The woman looked at Old Beiruget blankly, and seeing her husband's equally ugly look, she knew that she had guessed correctly.
"My God, what's wrong." Seeing everyone who passed by the door glanced into the room, it seemed to question why they didn't go out together, the woman tremblingly wanted to close the room. door.
But the old Beluget reached out and stopped her.
He looked up at his son who was hiding at the top of the stairs, peeking down, nodded to the woman, then grabbed the clothes on the side and walked out the door quickly.
The figure of the old Beiruget quickly disappeared from the crowd, and the woman found that many people on the street had also opened their doors. Not only men, but also some women followed out of the house, they merged into the street. The crowd, under the guidance of those flags, rushed continuously from the streets towards the palace.
Ferdinand's plan to quickly resolve the crisis caused by Juana's death before people knew the truth failed.