Chapter 23: "Dead Door" (middle)

All day long, Ding Mu's mind was occupied by the mysterious key found in the bishop's living room bookcase. From that key, it was placed at random in the corner of the bookcase. He can be sure that Alfonso did not seem to know it. Actually, even Ding Mu didn't know what is special about the key and the cotton paper that seems to be full of alchemy secret words.
Because of his worries, Ding Mu found several classic works in several disciplines and left the living room at the request of Alfonso. After returning to the library, he carefully took out the keys and tissues that he had hidden before and observed them carefully. , Two similar keys aroused his curiosity, although I still don't know what can be found from them.
But apart from the large and awkward characters on the paper and the cumbersome patterns carved on the keys, he could not see any mystery in it. For a time, Ding Mu felt that he might just be thinking wildly, or that he had seen all the things about this era before. There are too many kinds of legends, and it is inevitable that everything is always connected with conspiracy.
But when it comes to conspiracy and deception, Ding Mu began to think that some of the previous speculations may be wrong. Although he still believes that the priest and the assassination palace have an inseparable relationship, from all the signs, the priest really has no intention of murder. The reason for Miyazaki.
Ding Mu knows his current situation, although it is only a small person, but it is not good if he does not understand something.
I started to think of a chance to get promoted by saving the palace minister. Somehow, because he became the treasurer of Alfonso ’s library, he changed his direction. If the priest really had something to do with the conspiracy, Ding Mu was very worried about the truth one day. After that, he will become a victim of the power struggle between those two people.
This kind of struggle is not to say that there is a mixture of life and death. It is enough to see a blood on the side, enough for a small person like him to drink a pot.
And Sophia, he did n’t want her to be involved, and he promised Sophia to let her live a peaceful life, even if it was to live safely to the end of the life, Ding Mu felt that he had to find a way to understand his situation first. .
Some things are really coming in with one foot, so don't think of going back.
The twilight first came down, and a follower of the library conveyed the priest's order. Ding Mu immediately and later found several books in the library in a box and followed the follower out of the door.
To his surprise, Alfonso said that the guests were not in the Monreale Bishop's Palace, but in the city of Palermo, so that when they arrived in the city, the sky was completely dark.
Large lights projected from the high windows, sometimes the closed doors during the day were completely opened at night. When passing by the houses, you could always smell some meat and grilled fish, and Some houses that look very impressive even have a spicy and spicy aroma.
"If we hurry up, we can still eat a good meal," the entourage urged a little rashly. "You know, you can eat patties with quail meat and blood sauce, and wine every day, It was all shipped from the monastery on Lan Island. "
The blood sauce and the wine of Lan Dao Abbey are of course very attractive, but Ding Mu seems to have no blessing to enjoy these foods. When they just entered the Palermo Cathedral, they were called by another waiter who had long waited, and then walked along the side door. The narrow staircase leads into a room behind the church.
Alfonso was waiting for them there.
The priest is very rare today wearing a half ceremonial robe. Except for not wearing a crown and wearing a long shawl, his dress is somewhat too formal.
"Those books, have you brought them?" The priest asked, seeing that Ding Mu opened the wooden box, he looked at the lid slightly, and saw Ding Mu looking at him. The priest seemed to laugh at himself with a slight emotion. "Maybe You would wonder why I care about these books so much, but kids, if you know the real value of these things, you wo n’t think I ’m making a big deal.

Of course I know how valuable these things are, Ding Mu secretly said to himself.
"I don't mean precious in terms of money," as if understanding Ding Mu's mind, and the priest waving his hand seemed to correct his thoughts. "Some things should not be measured by money. Of course, it is worthwhile compared to what can be obtained. . "
Ding Mu stood by and listened to the priest ’s words. He knew that Alfonso did n’t say these words to him. Perhaps at this time, the priest had to unravel because of any troubles, or simply to vent, and in short the smartest move now is to do A quiet listener.
Sure enough, after saying some inexplicable words, Alfonso's mood seemed to be better. He waved to Ding Mu: "Okay, you are already very hard today. Go eat something, I know the library How terrible the work is, you can find someone to be your helper tomorrow, and then organize a clear list of books for me. "
"Thank you very much," Ding Muluo just bowed and was about to leave, but was called by Alfonso "Alexander, are you living with Osborne?"
"Yes, I live now upstairs in his tailor's shop. He confiscated my rent, which left me with expenses."
"The tailor is really a good friend," the priest smiled slightly. "Okay, you can go."
Ding Mu nodded and bowed again, but only had more thoughts in his heart when he turned and left.
The priest doesn't seem to like Osborne much.
It is no wonder that no matter whether it is Alfonso or those Aragonese officials, how could these nobles be like a small tailor.
In their view, Osborne is just a beloved jester around Gomez, or may not even be a jester, but a complete clown.
But probably these people can't think of it, it is such a clown that will become a hot figure in Castile in the future.
Ding Mu walked along the corridor of the staircase when he came. This corridor was deep. The light in the hall shone through the gaps in the hollow lattice windows inlaid on one side of the wall, dividing the corridor into blocks of different light and dark.
A slightly loud voice in the hall attracted Ding Mu who was about to walk out of the corridor. He looked in through the hollow window and suddenly saw a familiar figure under the pillar in the bright hall.
Ding Mu's footsteps couldn't help but stopped. He looked at the old man who was talking to Alfonso who had returned to the lobby in a low voice. Then he quickly searched elsewhere and soon saw that they were not far away. At a table in front of him, a tall young man who wanted to talk to the Aragonese officer who led the army to capture Bishop Malecchio.
These two people are the strange mentors and disciples he met on the way to Palermo.
Ding Mu, who had walked to the door, stopped immediately, although he was not worried about the danger of being seen by the two, but as long as he thought about the conversation he had heard before, he felt that this pair of mentors appeared Not so simple.
And he soon discovered that the young man who had previously displayed his extraordinary status everywhere in the Gypsy camp seemed to be deliberately covering up his identity at this time, so that Alfonso ’s attention was entirely on his teacher instead of On him.
Saw the follower who had led him because he stopped and showed doubtful expression. Ding Mu knew that he could not delay any longer. He calmed down slightly and followed through the small door into the hall.
There are not many people in the hall, because Palermo ’s Bishop Palace has always been located in Monreale, so although Palermo Cathedral is more magnificent than Monreale Cathedral, it is still not the head of Palermo ’s church. .
"Dear friend, I hope your arrival will be a good sign."
Standing at a table not far from the pillar, Ding Mu could hear what the priest was saying to the old man.
"I'm just an old man with a broken heart," said the old man with modesty. He touched his beard slightly with emotion, and then looked at the student a little further away. "I just hope that I can pass on this meager knowledge to me in my lifetime." My students, even if they do not enter heaven in the future, they will not regret it. "
"Excuse me for saying this, God will let you go to heaven in order not to let the devil succeed," the priest said with a smile. "Although I do have disrespect for this, I believe it is true, and I firmly believe that the true awe Oral piety is more precious. "
"Then I will thank you for blessing the priest," the old man responded with a smile, and then his expression became serious. "Maybe I did not come at the time, but I hope to hear more about Palermo from you. , You know that the students of the University of Paris are very concerned about the war, they may not support the king ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but they are very interested in what happened here, especially about Florence and Rome, after all, everything there It ’s so attractive. Even Sicily has made many Parisians longing for it. I have seen a lot of fascinating things on my way, and if I bring these news back, it will definitely cause a sensation. "
The old man's words seemed to arouse Alfonso's interest. He motioned for the attendant to hold the book box and gently opened it.
Even though it was a little far away, Ding Mu still heard the faint gasp. He tilted his head and looked, just to see the expression of amazement and surprise on the old man's face.
"Orthemus, Thales, and even Pogidoni," the old man looked at the books with excitement, his seriousness revealing a greedy look, as if to take the countless knowledge contained therein completely "This is really a priceless treasure. If you can get one of them is enough, priest I can't help but say that God really spoils you. This even makes you jealous."
"Your jealousy is totally unnecessary, because the real treasure is priceless only by sharing," the priest said, gently sending the box to the old man. "This is yours, my friend. Take them back to Paris." , Although I know that the University of Paris has a rich collection, this is my little wish. "
"You are so generous, priest," the old man bowed slightly "Please allow me to kiss your hand, lord. For your generosity, I believe that my protector, the Duke of Orleans, will also be thankful.
Ding Mu noticed that when the old man mentioned the Duke of Orleans, the tall brown-haired young man standing on the other side had a strange smile on his face.
At this time, Ding Mu almost knew who this person was, and at the same time, the Duke of Orleans standing on the other side of the hall also saw him.