Chapter 22: "Dead Door" (Part 1)

In the early morning of April, a hearty morning breeze blew in from the half-open window, and soon the sleepy inert gas was blown away. The warm Mediterranean sea breeze seemed to urge everyone not to waste this precious morning light Not many get up so early.
Standing in a large room, Ding Mu was slightly worried.
Fifteen gold Flynns a month should be regarded as a very generous commission. If you can still count on the bishop's meal from time to time, Ding Mu should have been very satisfied with today's treatment.
Looked at this room, but he felt that the bishop did not seem to be a very generous person.
Although he has n’t met his predecessor, the bishop of Malecchio, Ding Mu has heard some anecdotes about him, including because of some kind of in-depth communication with almost all the choir boys. The bishop has already had a very serious sexually transmitted disease. If he reveals his robe that he has wrapped around him all the year round, he can find that there are many places where his body has grown terrible abscesses, so that only a lot of spices can be used to cover up the kind. Bad smell.
But Ding Mu is not interested in the bishop's private morality. What he finds unbearable is the taste of Maleccio's collection and his almost rugged style.
Art, philosophy, law, and various historical works, Ding Mu found himself as if he had entered a huge library containing many masterpieces of ancient Greek and Roman times, but the owner of this library seemed to be only interested in possession.
In addition to the bookcases I saw in the bishop ’s living room, Ding Mu did n’t know that there was a whole room of classical works in another yard not far from the living room until he actually started working. The so-called room, he thinks it should be more appropriate to call it a palace.
Three rows of wooden bookshelves leading to the roof divide this library into three parts, which seem to be rigorously arranged, but in fact, as long as you turn it over, you will find completely chaotic manuscripts and documents, and I do n’t know what time it was transcribed. The various transcripts are listed in disorder on the three bookshelves as if they were rows of giants.
This finally made Ding Mu understand why Alfonso priest suggested to him to find someone as a helper at first. Obviously such a difficult task cannot be done by one person.
He picked up a document with good sheepskin as the cover from the shelf, and then found that this should be the "On Nature" of the ancient Greek philosopher Zeno, but what made him feel helpless is that such an important work full of serious wisdom, just like Mix it with a bunch of alchemy manuscripts about how to formulate a helper drug that you do n’t know where to scrape it.
Ding Mu walked slowly along the bookshelf, while carefully avoiding the various messy books and papers piled under his feet. He told himself to be careful. No one knows if he will pay attention to a certain piece of the next generation if he is not careful. The precious cultural relics regarded as priceless are destroyed.
At the end of the room is a locked bookcase, similar in style to the living room. It should be from the hands of the same group of craftsmen. A thick layer of soil has accumulated on the cabinet lock. It should be a long time since no one has opened it.
Ding Mu took a bunch of keys from his pocket, which was given to him by the Treasurer of Malecchi. Although Malecchi was nominally the Bishop of Palermo, he was now detained in Monrea, not far from the Bishop ’s Palace In Ley Castle, there are nearly a hundred Aragonese guards in this castle, enough to guard against those who try to rescue Malecho.
Opened the bookcase with some effort, which surprised Ding Muluo that there was nothing but a wooden box that looked strong.
The wooden box was also covered with dust. Ding Mu's hands were at one end, his body could not help shaking back too much.
The wooden box is surprisingly light.
Ding Mu looked at the box. After making sure that there was no strange mechanism, he carefully opened the lid.
A black key was pressed against a yellowed tissue paper. A rope with no visible color passed through the keyhole of the key handle. There was a black thing tightly attached to the rope.
When he put the key in the window and looked closely, Ding Mu only discovered that the dark thing was actually the bone.
Although not sure, Dingmu vaguely thought that this should be human bones.
He carefully picked up the piece of paper in the box. What made him strange was that there were some inexplicable symbols on it, or something that might be full of mystery in this era, but it meant something to him. .
Was actually a manuscript of Zhang Alchemy, and Ding Mu was disappointed.
For the alchemy that may make many people inexplicable today, Ding Mu is really lacking in interest. If he wants, he can create more so-called illusions and miracles at will. Let those believers see what he has made as a miracle.
Ke Dingmu doesn't want to do this, because he is very clear that this kind of thing is like a double-edged sword. Although it may be able to attract people's attention in a short time, it is also likely to grow on this.
After all, this is still an era of deep hostility to heretics and heresies, especially in Iberia. As long as you think about today's King of Sicily, Ferdinand II and his so-called piety, it is better to say that they are paranoid and famous. Wife, Ding Mu felt that she still didn't want to engage in moths.
This is indeed Sicily, but it is also the domain of the royal family of Aragon. At least Julian Don Gomez is the palace of King Sicily.
But what is it? Ding Mu still curiously looked at the key carefully.
From the shape, he can be sure that this is not a long-term thing, which can be seen from the bite on the key and the texture of the leather rope.
But why should it be placed here, or in the deepest part of the library?
Ding Mu knew that there shouldn't be too much curiosity, but he couldn't help but wonder.
But he also knew that before satisfying these curiosities, he had to sort out this place as if it were a classical library as soon as possible, and he also began to worry about whether he could feed a group of fifteen King Flynn.
After all, to support his family, he had made up his mind not to let Sophia live a hard life.
Thinking so, I feel that my pockets are tight.
Was thinking wildly, footsteps came from the door, Ding Mu quickly put away the tissue and key, and then carefully closed the door of the bookcase.
"Greek, Lord priest has something to do with you."
A follower spoke provocatively and glared at Ding Mu. Speaking of letting a young Greek serve as the treasurer of the library, there had been a small wave among the priest ’s servants and his followers, if not these manuscripts It's really bitter and hard to understand. These people will never allow a Greek to come to fight for their jobs.
Even so, these people still did not intend to give Ding Mu a good face.
Followed the entourage into the living room, Ding Mu found that in addition to the priest Alfonso, Mrs. Gong Xiang was also there.
Seeing Ding Mu, Mrs. Gong Xiang's black lacquered eyes flickered slightly. She retracted her upper body, which was slightly inclined to what the priest seemed to say, and looked at Ding Mu up and down with her gaze.
"Sir, it seems that he is very suitable for you here," Mrs. Gong Xiang put a handbag with a gold pattern on her lap. "My husband had asked about this young Greek man before, and he saved his life." The grace has never been forgotten. "
"But I also need this young man here, so let me stay if I can," Alfonso shook his head. "Madam, you probably can't imagine how stupid our bishop is, even for those priceless treasures. It's time for him to rest in Monreale Castle. "
"But priest, do you think it is so good?" Mrs. Gong Xiang seemed to disagree with Alfonso's words. "If you let the king and queen know that you are interested in heresy, maybe they will reconsider supporting you as a bishop, Zaragoza may reconsider sending others to replace you. "
"It wouldn't be bad if it was like that," Alfonso seemed to dismiss Mrs. Gong Xiang's advice. "We all know that someone has always been dissatisfied with me. If your husband is more trusted by the king, maybe Zaragoza's Just consider whether to recall me to the kingdom. "
The priest ’s words seemed to arouse the dissatisfaction of Mrs. Gong Xiang, her face was covered with frost, and her eyes became sharper when she looked at Ding Mu next to him: "My husband may not be pleased by the king, but I still hope you can help He, the most important thing for us now is the meeting of the Bishops Conference that will be held soon. If you ca n’t get everyone ’s support, you ca n’t get the status of Palermo.

"So I pay more attention to what Maralecho left behind," the priest stood up and extended his hand to Mrs. Gongxiang. "Madam, if you still support me as the bishop of Palermo, please support the current move, trust me. This will definitely pay off, even if it is not now, but this kind of reward will not be imagined in the future. "
Seemed to be disappointed to fail to persuade the priest. Mrs. Gong Xiang stood up helplessly and bowed slightly to kiss the priest's hand, then walked indifferently from Ding Mu who bowed her head and disappeared outside the door.
"Come on young man," Alfonso didn't seem to be affected by Mrs. Gong Xiang's words. He motioned for Ding Mu to come to him, and then inquired about the library with interest. When he heard Ding Mu's description, Alfonso thoughtfully tapped the table with his finger and asked, "If I want you to find those books and documents that are truly precious as soon as possible, can you do it?"
"As long as there are enough people, UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Ding Mu didn't answer directly. He didn't know how long Alfonso called as soon as possible, nor did he know what he called precious, but his mind flashed quickly. After the alchemy manuscript written on cotton paper and the key, "I can sort out the entire library first, you know that the person in charge of the library before did not understand what he should do, so that everything must be started from scratch. "
"I have heard that Maleccio has a very eccentric hobby. He seems to be only interested in collections, but it is rare that he really cares about those collections. Perhaps it is more for him to show wealth," Ah Fang Suo seemed to shake his head slightly funny "but still have to finish it as soon as possible, I really need these books."
Although Alfonso seemed to care too much about the books left by Maleccio, Ding Mu agreed to organize them as soon as possible.
"But this thing can't be done tonight," Alfonso looked at the wooden pendulum clock on the table. "I told you to come in. There are actually other things. I want to entertain a guest from afar. According to our Knowing that he had a great interest in ancient Greece and Rome, so I need to start here, "said Alfonso, pointing to the two bookcases behind him," find a few books and deliver them to the guests at night. "
"Admiral, but can I ask what kind of work this guest is interested in?"
"That's a wise man. I think it's no stranger to him in all disciplines." Alfonso said with a slight sigh. "Unfortunately neither in Lagun or Castilla." Such talent. "
Ding Mu opened the bookcase and began to find, suddenly something that seemed familiar jumped into his eyes.
A key wrapped in a piece of tissue-filled tissue lay quietly on the partition in the corner of the bookcase. Although only a small piece was exposed, it was certain that the key was exactly the same as what he saw in the library.