Vol 3 Chapter 103: Giannini helping others

Although the city of Kalibo is small, as the front line that has been responsible for monitoring the eastern threat from ancient Roman times, there are still some ancient remains.
Hoasan Forgazi Ashurk lived in such a place, the oldest building in the city, the Municipal Palace.
The Municipal Palace is a luxurious courtyard built by Arab merchants in the early years. It has a typical Arabic style house that looks a bit out of sync with other nearby buildings. The French who occupied Sicily once wanted to demolish it, but in the end It has become the place where the officials of Kalibo have been working.
There is no way to arrange Ashurk in the Municipal Palace. The Karibo ’s fear of the Ottomans is actually proportional to their curiosity. While people are anxiously discussing these Eastern conquerors, they are extremely strong. Curi ’s curiosity tried to approach this person, which made Karibo ’s officials very worried about what would happen, so he simply put the Ottomans in the municipal palace, at least not under the eyes.
Ashurk did not mind such an arrangement. Apart from himself, he was staying with him in the Municipal Palace and several of his accompanying servants, watching the Moorish or black people respect their humility towards their masters, even Officials also involuntarily looked at this Ottoman noble with curious eyes.
In the eyes of the Kalibo people, Ashurk is an example of a typical Ottoman nobility, arrogant, arrogant, cruel and ruthless but with the luxury and elegance that make them envious, so whenever Ashurk appears in the lobby When he was here, looking at this oriental nobleman who came and hugged before and after the servants, although the Kalibo secretly scolded "the heretic to die", he couldn't help but move his steps involuntarily. Go out of the road wide enough.
Ashurk did n’t care about these Europeans ’disagreeable behavior. For him, Kalibo was only a negligible rest point on his long journey, only to wait for the ship to replenish enough supplies. Immediately leave.
A seemingly familiar figure appeared from afar. Ashurk, who was walking through the courtyard, stopped. The servant with a low stool beside him immediately put the stool behind him, and the other servant put a thick one. Spread the velvet pads so that when the lord sits down, he will not feel panic under his butt.
These actions certainly aroused the secret sighs of the Kalibo who secretly watched this scene all around. People could not help but admire the extravagance of this Eastern aristocracy even in every move, but it was clear that Ashurk did not want to sit down Meaning, he looked at the man and immediately recognized the old sailor named Jonini.
Jonini was the sailor leader on Grogening ’s ship, but Aschulk had heard that this man had a less glorious experience in the past, but it ’s nothing. In fact, almost all sailors all over the world have a glorious past .
He noticed Jonini because the old sailor was in a hurry, and there was an unspeakable look on his face.
With excitement, doubt, curiosity, and a little panic, Ashurk feels that this man's expression is now too rich, so that even looking at the daytime will make people feel a little dazed.
Sure enough, when Jonini stood in front of a small employee of a municipal palace, although he tried his best to calm himself down, the look made the other side uneasy.
"Don't look at me like that, I just drank two more glasses." Jonini tried to calm down the other, but it didn't seem to be very successful.
"The last time you said you ran out as a mercenary after drinking two more drinks, and then came back after 10 years," the man muttered. "Listening to me, I don't want to care what you are doing, but don't cause trouble." He said that he raised a hand to his face and whispered, "That man, that is the pagan, he is here."
Jonini nodded casually and said impatiently: "I want to look at some records, that is about the number of monasteries."
"You depend on what you do," Xiaoguan asked doubtfully.
"If I said I would donate a monk's robe for each monk, would you believe it?" Giorini said casually and put a Florin on the table.
"It seems that you are rich," Xiaoguan shoveled the gold coins into his pocket, and then turned away and walked back with a large leather clip. "God will reward you for your piety."
Jonini opened the clip without talking, and began to look carefully at the above records. As his thick fingers swept across the pages of the vicissitudes of paper, his breath gradually increased, and finally his fingers stopped for a short time. Two records in the previous column of February 1496.
"February 17, 1496, Joel Modillo was disqualified as a monk ..."
"A young man named Alexander Juliant Gumbre was taken in ..."
Looking at the two small lines recorded on the same day, Jonini's heart kept beating, and he was sure that he had not seen the record of Modillo's death, nor that he had no longer belonged to the abbey The record, but he can be determined from the conversation with the man who pulls the waterwheel, that person has never seen a man named Qiao Modi Luo, even the person in charge of the monastery dungeon is not clear.
"Maybe ..." Giovanni pondered secretly, thinking about the strange behavior of the monastery.
He didn't see anything except the dark shadows that day, but now he felt that he was about to figure out what happened.
Jonini didn't know why he was so interested in this matter. He just had a feeling that there was a big secret behind this thing. More importantly, after seeing Alexander again, he was surprised that this young man was not only inexplicable. Became a lighthouse guardian, and suddenly there was a beautiful and enviable bohemian girl.
Giorini could n’t forget the thrilling scene where he had almost killed Sophia on the ship heading to Naples, although Grockening ’s appearance as the owner of the ship also caused him a lot of hardship, and even almost died as a rebel leader hanged on the mast Go, but at least saved his life.
But then when I heard about the young man again, the identity of the man changed again. He actually became a lord. Even Grogening seemed to have a lot of interest in him, which made Jonny While Nigeria was full of curiosity, the inexpressible fire of curiosity in her heart became even stronger.
He finally failed to resist the kind of thought that he wanted to explore everything, and went to the monastery to inquire about it, and then went to the Municipal Palace. As for what he wanted to find, he couldn't even say for himself.
Jonini carefully checked the record, so he didn't notice the look of the opposite official suddenly nervous, and gestured to him secretly, until he saw a figure around him turned around and looked at it. When Ashurk was standing beside him, he was smiling at him.
"Master." Jonini bowed quickly. He vaguely knew that Grogening's relationship with the Ottoman was not as simple as the owner and the passenger. "I didn't expect to see you."
"I'm also curious about what you're looking at," Ashurk took the record in front of Jonini and looked at it at the same time. "It can be seen that your monastery is willing to accept some people who live in misery, Especially those from Crete. "
Hearing a word from Ashurk, Jonini coughed.
"I'm curious if even this place is occupied by us, who do you think will take you?" Ashurk suddenly asked the opposite officer with a look of embarrassment, seeing the other person's face suddenly turned white, but the Ottomans were slightly A smile put down the record and turned away.
The frightened little officer apparently spread the anger on Jonini who wanted to continue to read the records. He grabbed the records from the table and put them back where they were, and showed indifference to the uncomfortable old sailor. Look.
Giannini didn't care much. He felt that he had discovered something. As for what it was, he couldn't tell for a while.
Maybe it's time to go back to the monastery and Jonini wondered.
Thinking that the ship would not stay long in Kalibo, Jonini decided to find out what puzzled him as soon as possible.
As for why this matter must be followed, maybe it ’s curious, maybe it ’s because of the envious jealousy in my heart. In fact, Giannini did n’t understand it.
However, Grogening disturbed the old sailor's calculations. He asked people to call Jonini to the residence, and then arranged an errand for him.
"Inquire about any ships passing by Kalibo during this time?"
Although it felt a little strange, but looking at Ducate's face, Jonini decided to let go of his own things and finish the task.
It ’s not difficult to figure out these things, especially after a gold coin opened the road, only one bottle of spirits was used, and Jonini asked many things in the tavern near the dock.
"Naples?" "Taranto?" "How many boats from Genoa?"
Although the quantity of the goods shipped by the ships in these places does not seem to be large, when I heard that these ships received a lot of tax exemption treatment, Jonini also became interested.
What made him more interested was that in these scattered news, I heard a familiar name vaguely-Alexander Juliant Gumbre.
"Are you sure, those ships are legal?" Giorini asked the man sitting opposite with a spit, if Alexander was here, he would recognize that this man had been a colleague to Giorini before, He even saved his life with Jonini.
"Legal," the man drank and stared at Jonini. "I have been working on the dock. Recently, there have been many such ships from other places, and Kalibo's ships are also in other places. This benefit is just because everyone seems to be very careful at the beginning, so the goods shipped are not very expensive. Most goods are still taxed as before, so that if there is trouble, you wo n’t lose a lot, but think about if you do n’t This has been going on forever, and those businessmen are making a fortune, and it is also good for everyone, at least it is cheaper to buy their things than before. "
Giannini nodded absently. He didn't know what to do, but when he thought of Gombray, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Daddy, you should have taken me with me," the man said suddenly. "Look at what you eat and drink now, and that Ducat. I think you should have spent a good time outside."
"Do you think so," Giorini waved his hands casually. "These are not my money, and I just work for others."
"Then you really met a good employer," the guy licked his tongue enviously. "Dad, actually I saw you get on the ship that day, the day you and the businessman left, and I wanted you to take me , If that is the case, maybe I can also use Ducat to invite people to drink. "
"If that's the case, maybe you're already dead outside," Giorini said angrily. "I just happened to be with that person. As for later, it's quite another matter."
"Dad, you're wrong," perhaps it was a stubborn spirit. Someone who was originally afraid of Giannini showed an unhappy look. "I saw that besides the merchant, there were individuals walking with you. The Greek kid we rescued from the sea, I remember his name, it seems to have something to do with what you are asking about now. "
Jonini's face sank and he didn't know what happened. He didn't want people to know his trip. Especially when he thought of seeing Kunto murder in that village, he thought it was a big trouble.
More importantly, he did not intend to let everyone know about Gombre.
Hearing this man's words, a slight gloom appeared on Giannini's face.
Jonini himself was curious about the young man ’s affairs, but he did n’t want others to have the same thoughts ~ EbookFREE.me ~ because he could vaguely feel that the fewer people who knew this, the better. .
"Dad, are you messing with that young man now?" The dude who had caused Giannini's displeasure took another sip and patted the table and said, "I really should go with you, That man must be rich now, yeah, very rich, "he said, and he took a sip of wine." I think he must be reluctant to let others know how he got us from the sea. That ’s too much to lose the lord ’s face. You must let him pay for this.

Jonini's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the provocative look in his eyes.
"It's some money," Giorini said, drawing another Ducat from his pocket and slowly laying it on the table. "I suddenly felt like I was missing a helper. Would you like to do it with me?"
Looking at the gold on the table, the man showed a surprised look. He nodded and grabbed the gold coin and carried it into his pocket.
"Then we have to discuss what we should do," said the old sailor, standing up and looking at a woman in the distance who had been watching him for a long time. "You will come to me later, and now I will comfort my poor "Little pigeon." After speaking, he lowered his voice again. "Come alone, don't tell others."
The man nodded vigorously at once, then raised his glass again.
"Drink a few more," Giannini's face smiled, but his voice was a little cold. "Drinking money is mine."
Early the next morning, bad news spread in Kalibo.
A young man was drunk last night and accidentally fell into the water when he passed a wooden bridge.
After listening to the people talking on the dock, Giannini muttering on the boat murmured: "Alexander Juliant Gumbre, but I have solved a big trouble for you, how can you thank me. "