Chapter 35: Love is so sweet, but I drink bitter lotus

Hearing the young black servant's words, Alexander's head buzzed, and the body on the half-bed was sitting up suddenly, while the injured left hand flexibly grabbed the hidden short sword from under the pillow.
No one knows that the left hand is more flexible than the right hand, and even Alexander himself did not pay attention at first.
The owner of this body turned out to be left-handed, or at least used two hands flexibly at the same time. When this habit was discovered, Alexander did n’t care too much, but he did n’t deliberately promote it, but still only used it according to the habits of later generations. Right hand.
But when he assassinated Peron, this habit that he didn't even care about before became the key to his success.
In the situation where his right shoulder was stabbed through, no one thought he would not only be able to continue to use the weapon flexibly, but also not think about the power of the sword he actually stabbed with his left hand, more powerful and skilled than with his right hand.
Is also because of the certainty of the one-hit killing, and the subsequent rescue of the people who are still able to temporarily deal with the assassins until they insist on hearing the sound, so Alexander is willing to take the risk and remove the huge threat of Peron in one fell swoop.
But now the black man's words surprised Alexander. He did not expect that the black servant who had been entangled with the assassin had seen him assassinate Peron, and from the sure tone, he could not guess and cheat him, but Indeed saw him kill Peron.
"What do you want to do," Alexander, with his dagger pressed against the black servant's neck, stared nervously at the closed door, and unexpectedly the guard suddenly broke in, and the young black servant knelt in front of his eyes, though nervous, but seemed to be Not afraid "You don't know what you are talking about, do you want to blackmail me?"
"No, my lord, I just want to thank you," the young black servant shook his head excitedly. "Thank you for avenging your wife, that Pelong it! He killed his wife!"
Alexander stared cautiously at the black man in front of him. He looked smarter and more disciplined than other Moors. Although he had only said a few words to him, Alexander felt that this person seemed to be more educated than other Moors. However, this is not the reason for him to gain trust. Alexander does not know the real purpose of this person, but if he is killed now, it will probably cause others to doubt.
As Alexander quickly figured out what to do, the young black man opened the neckline of the round neck shirt, took off a small bag tied with a cloth strip from his neck, and opened it carefully and carefully.
There was a handful of hair in the bag. As the black servant held up the hair in a respectful manner, Alexander vaguely guessed something.
"It's a lady's," the black youth explained slightly shyly. "She fell on the ground when she combed her hair once. I know that it's disrespectful to my wife, but I can't help admiring her. I'm willing to help her Do everything, as long as she is willing to smile at me, I even regard her as my guardian, but that Peilong actually killed her, if you did not kill him, lord, I will also find a chance to avenge my wife, even if I do n’t regret being hanged immediately. "
Looking at the black man with his red eyes showing anger, Alexander slowly withdrew his dagger.
If you think about it, this person really does not need to set himself up. If he is malicious, he can inform the owner or others, so that he can get a bounty. As for blackmailing him, Alexander does not feel like blackmailing a small library. What does the treasurer mean?
The hair that made Alexander really believe his words was still the hair. The dark brown hair was very similar to that of Mrs. Neodola. If this man deliberately made a handful of such hair for acting or other purposes, it would be a little bit. It's too small.
"Then what are you going to do, don't tell me?" Alexander already asked vigilantly, he wanted to know the purpose of this black youth. "I killed the city defender of Palermo, or you should tell your master about this." Mr. Zioni. "
"He is not my master," he heard that the young black man's name gradually calmed down on his face. "He was a despicable villain, and even the most egregious eunuchs couldn't do anything about him. He asked his wife for business. Accompanying the men, I even saw more than one bad thing in the wine he gave his wife, and then the men put her ... "The black man's thick lips tightened, and the faint friction between the lips sounded It seems that the beast is grinding teeth. "Madam may not have a good reputation, but she is a good person, she is very good to me, and everyone is good, but that Peilong killed her. I just want to thank you lord, Peilongs are those The worst of the men killed her, and now you avenge your wife. "
Alexander nodded slowly, and he could only choose to believe this black youth at this time, although doing so was like a bomb that would explode at any time, but he had no other choice.
"what's your name?"
"Uliu Osas," the black youth replied slightly excitedly "swear by my love for my wife, please believe me, I will never tell this secret."
Alexander looked at this black man named Uliu and thought to stand up, although he asked carefully: "Tell me, what are you doing to express thanks to me?"
"Mr. Zioni asked me to come," Uliu bowed habitually, while crossing his hands slightly to caress his chest. He did this before, but he didn't attract Alexander's attention at that time, and now his action made Alexander Can't help but ponder his origins "He asked you to bring him a letter."
Said Uliu took out a letter that seemed to be folded neatly.
There was nothing special in the letter. Mr. Zioni expressed his sincere apologies to Mr. Treasury. He only had the same accident as everyone except for what happened in his home. At the end of the letter, Mr. Zioni asked Mr. Treasurer For the sake of a painful widower who has just died of his wife, can he tell Master Gongxiang not to alienate and punish the captain of the city defense for being assassinated in his own home, let alone take back some promised by the palace before? Business dealings.
Alexander noticed that in Mr. Zioni ’s letter, apart from mentioning Mrs. Neodola for fear of business involvement, there was almost no mourning for his wife in the entire letter, but more about all kinds of Troubled worry, which also made him somewhat understand the kind of hatred Uliu mentioned before when he mentioned Zioni.
"Uliu, go back and tell Mr. Zioni if ​​I can explain to the palace minister or priest what happened that day," said his eyes at the black youth. "As for you, I choose to believe You, I hope you will not let me down. "
"Master, I am my wife's servant," the black youth bent down to hold Alexander's hand and kissed. "Lady just wanted to be close to you at the end of her life. If it wasn't for the abominable Peron, she should be in your arms then. Here, this is enough, not to mention that you still avenge her, and I will always remain loyal to you. "
Ulliu ’s words made Alexander ’s face stagnate. He knew the meaning of the words of the black youth. Obviously, the young servant, who was madly in love with the hostess, observed the actions of Mrs. Neodola at any time, and even at the banquet. It ’s clear which man is interested in the meeting, which makes him feel strange. I do n’t know whether this young man has been watching in the dark every time when Mrs. Neodola fooled with her lover. At that time, would he have any intention of killing those men who were close to Fangze?
Of course, Ulliu did n’t know these weird thoughts in Alexander ’s heart. When Alexander asked him about Zioni ’s family affairs, he said indignantly,
The relatives of those ladies are some of the most despicable guys. One thing, one is busy sharing the property belonging to the wife, and the other is asking everywhere when the city of Palermo will be released from the police. "
Uliu's words moved Alexander.
Palermo's unevenness for some time seems to have finally caused the dissatisfaction of Miyazaki. After experiencing his assassination, the disappearance of the former bishop and the killing of the city defense officer, Gomez ordered that in order to arrest the murderer, he Lemo adopted strict martial law.
Through this order, Gomez has ordered all the troops, including the protection of the Monreale Cathedral, to obey his own orders, and at the same time he ordered the patrol to be strengthened in the city of Palermo. I do n’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. There are more soldiers in some places, especially in the cluttered streets and residential areas not far from the palace. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is often accompanied by a group of Aragonese soldiers to patrol and check.
These are all from Osborne who came to visit Alexandria. Since Perron died, Osborn seems to have fallen out of favor, or for Gomez, a tailor who can talk and talk to others, is still not in harmony with the real. Compared with the men.
This made Osborne somewhat lost. When referring to Gong Xiang, although the tone was still full of compliments, from the look of it suddenly he can see his slightly grudged thoughts.
Alfonso expressed some concern for Alexandria ’s injury. He not only sent people to visit but also sent some delicious-looking snacks, but the visiting priest always seemed to be around what happened that day. The question was endless, and I didn't leave until I felt that I finally couldn't ask anything.
But the priest helped Alexander a lot, but when he tried hard to explore but had no gains, he accidentally revealed some news. From him, Alexander knew that the meeting of the bishops had been confirmed in a few days. Saraya Memorial Day was held.
More importantly, the bishops seemed to feel the danger of their own security in view of the disappearance of Malecho and the events that occurred during this time. After discussion and even quarrels, the bishops made a decision: the bishops ’meeting was not in Monre The Cathedral of Allais, but the Cathedral of the Assumption of the Virgin, which is the Cathedral of Palermo.
As soon as the pastor left, Alexander took out a sketch, which Michelangelo gave him, and was the result of studying the architecture of Palermo's old town during this time.
Not only the present, but also the early Norman buildings that have been demolished or built on the original foundation.
Is different from Michelangelo's, Alexander has more things on this picture.