Vol 4 Chapter 94: Roman beings

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In the slightly crowded office of the Pope, Vatican, Alexander VI stood in front of a marble globe and looked at the inscribed map on the sphere. A straight line through the entire earth was inlaid with striking gold wire, and this straight line was also Alexander VI's authority as the Pope is reflected.
The Pope Meridian, a well-known dividing line for the final decision on the dispute between the Kingdom of Portugal and the co-kingdom of Castile and Aragon, this dividing line not only serves as a powerful proof of Europe ’s pioneering power to divide Eastern colonies. It has had far-reaching influence for more than a century, and at the same time, it allowed Alexander VI to show the world his skillful diplomacy and the afterglow of the Vatican Pope's last influence on the world.
Indeed, it is no longer an era where the pope could decide and influence the world a few centuries ago. Small feudal lords are rising, and none of those big kingdom monarchs is willing to breathe in the Vatican.
This is an era of depravity, and an era in which the secular world is rapidly replacing the sacred Holy See and gaining more and more power.
Alexander VI sighed secretly. He felt that sometimes he was really envious of that Savonarola, because that person did not have to worry about anything at all, as long as he controlled the minds of the people in his city with rough and hard means.
See someone wearing gorgeous clothes, grab it!
Seeing someone collecting fallen oil paintings, grab it!
Seeing someone having a dance party, eating a big meal, and having a lewd party, grab it!
Savonarola maintains the simplicity and beauty of the world of Christ by simple and crude means. It is a dream full of fascinating heaven, a holy dream that all devout and noble Christians should swear to achieve, one belongs to Savon Narola's may never be realized, but in this name the eternal dream that the people can always pursue and do not need to wake up.
But this world cannot dream. Alexander VI feels that he is facing the most difficult moment as a pope.
The kings are about to move, and the people no longer have a pious heart as before.
They even ridiculed the pessimistic popes and bishops in the past for being pedantic, so that if no one was willing to fall into a depraved and enjoyable life with them, they could not integrate themselves into them.
Alexander VI felt that he was an unlucky ghost scattered in the swamp, and every step seemed to fall into an abyss of inextricability, especially when some unpleasant news appeared one after another, he even felt that this was God ’s presence. Punish the crimes he committed in those years.
The door behind him opened gently, and the pope did not look back. He knew that there were only two people who could come in without knocking on the door. One was his personal secretary Nomelo, and the other was his son Caesar.
"Your Majesty, the Duke's messenger is about to leave." Nomelo said very gently, in fact, he was reminding the pope.
"Oh, it seems they are in a hurry," Alexander VI smiled slightly sarcastically. He looked at a letter that was still in his hand. It was a letter sent by a Duke of Orleans in France. "Just I did n’t expect Giovanni to do so much, did he actually go private with the Duke of Orleans? "
Nomelo was silent. He knew that the death of the Duke of Gandino was one of the darkest periods of his life for the Pope. In those days Nomelo even suspected that the Pope might collapse completely.
There is no doubt that Alexander VI had great expectations for Giovanni, but it is precisely because of this that Giovanni's death hit him unimaginably.
Who actually killed Giovanni, no one cares about this mystery now, maybe as a mystery that will never be solved may be better, but externally, people have agreed with the claim that Duke Gandino died in the hands of the Jews.
Alexander VI asked: "Do the French want me to give them an answer?"
"Your Majesty," Nomelo shook his head. "They just hope you can allow their messenger to continue sending you some news."
"The French can really talk," the pope smiled. "So tell the messenger, I am very willing to meet more important people among them, and please be assured that I will ensure the safety of those people in my capacity."
Nomelo nodded, knowing that the Pope had clearly made up his mind to change relations with the French, and the reason he made this decision should be related to the Gonzalo from Aragon.
Gonzalo's arrogance and dominance have clearly brought the Pope to an unbearable level, and more importantly, the news from Aragon also seems to indicate that the situation is changing.
There is news that it seems that Aragon ’s King Ferdinand is plotting to annex Naples. Although this news sounds unlikely, thinking about what Gonzalo had done in Naples before made people really want to think in that respect.
What a powerful Aragonese kingdom not only has Sicily, but also Naples, and how it will affect other countries on the peninsula, including the Vatican, as long as you think about it, Nomelo also knows why the Pope would Such a heavy heart.
Although from Valencia in Castile, Alexander VI did not like the ambitious husband Ferdinand of Queen Castilla at all.
Especially after the last public humiliation of Gonzalo, he even resented the queen himself.
After all, Gonzalo is the queen's favorite general. If Gonzalo's brazen acts did not have the queen's acquiescence, who would believe it?
Although he did not dare to express dissatisfaction with the Queen because many family businesses are still in Castile, this does not prevent the Pope and the previous enemy from shaking hands and dealing with the original allies together.
"But your majesty, do you think Charlie will succeed this time?" Nomelo was a bit worried. "After all, he just failed to return home a year ago, even if he is well prepared, his opponent is that Gonzalo."
"We don't need to control this," Alexander VI waved his hand. "We just need to let some people understand the importance of the Vatican. Of course, I don't want to see a greedy Aragon take the crown of Naples, but I don't want to see France. People are rampant on our land. "
Nomelo nodded silently. He knew that he had roughly grasped the Pope's ideas. As the Pope's personal secretary and staff, the next thing he had to do was to help the Pope conceive the specific details of how to realize these ideas.
Some things just made Nomelo a little bit embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, Pisa has written, but the letter is in Caesar." Seeing the pope's slightly inquiring look, Nomelo tried to make his tone as casual as possible. "The letter says Lukrezija, it seems she is pregnant."
The hand that Alexander VI had just picked up the glass was slightly paused. The red wine in the glass was rippled, and then he slowly put the glass on his lips and took a sip.
"How long has it been?" The Pope asked softly.
"The letter says that it seems that it has been more than a month," Nomelo replied in a low voice. "Look at Duke Billichelli?"
"I am going to be a grandfather, am I going to be a grandfather?" Alexander VI asked in a tone of wonder, joy or curiosity. Seeing the secretary's stunned expression, he lifted his glass slightly slightly mischievously. Next, "Come to Nomelo, this is my first time as a grandfather."
"Your Majesty," the personal secretary poured herself a glass of wine, and then raised her to congratulate the Pope, but was embarrassed because she didn't know what to say for a while. "Wish you ..."
"Forget Nomelo drinking the bar," Alexander VI waved, and then the two clink glasses and took a sip of each. "Now tell me who the letter was, and Lukrezia or Caesar." people?"
Nomelo knew why the Pope asked this question. If Caesar sent someone to monitor and sent back the news, then that Gombray still refused to bow to him.
If it was Lucrezia, it means that the Gombrell finally became soft.
"It was a letter from the maidservant you sent to serve Lucrecia, but Caesar seemed to have known it in advance, so he left the letter directly."
"Caesar must be very angry. He always wanted to send troops to Pisa to take back Lucrezia." The Pope said a little helplessly. "But he is a little stubborn in this matter. Know that family honor is sometimes not the most important thing. Everything needs to be See if it's worth it. "
Nomelo opened his mouth slightly but didn't speak. He wanted to tell Pope Caesar that he wanted to take Lucrezia back, not just for family honor.
Caesar's almost distorted feelings toward her sister and jealousy of Gombré, it is estimated that Caesar got angry at this time.
"As for the Duke of Billy Shelley you said," Alexander VI continued, "Tell him about Lucrezia's pregnancy."
"But your majesty ..."
"Just say that this kid is Giovanni Sforza's posthumous son."
Alexander VI said nothing about the reason why Nomelo couldn't help but be surprised.
Giovanni Sforza died in the spring of 1496, more than a year ago, and you actually said that this child was pregnant for more than a month is Giovanni Sforza's posthumous child?
But for this statement, Nomelo just bowed and nodded to make it clear, and he believed that the Duke of Billy Shelley would also gladly accept this reason.
"Tell Caesar to step up his recruitment of troops," Alexander VI said slowly. "Charlie may soon invade again, and by that time I hope that Giovanni's previous efforts will not be wasted."
"Your Majesty." Nomelo nodded and left.
"Grandpa," Alexander VI took the glass again and took a whisper to himself, "Gombre ..."
Alfonso, Duke of Billy Shelly, walked around anxiously, and in a chair opposite him, his sister Xia Sang looked at him helplessly.
Alfonso is a very beautiful young man, only 25 years old this year. He has a well-defined face, a pair of amber eyes like his sister makes him look very gentle, a little manicured beard also makes him and most There is a clear difference in a person's rough appearance.
Xia Sang always believed that Lucrezia would love Alfonso when he saw him, so she spared no effort to promote this marriage, but now it seems that things have become too unexpected.
Especially when the news of Lucrecia ’s pregnancy did not know where it came from, Xia Sang felt that her brother and sister ’s situation had become very embarrassing.
Although this is an era in which men have illegitimate children, or how many lovers women have used as ostentation, this kind of thing in which the man rushed to get married with full enthusiasm, but the woman just got news of pregnancy, is too much It's hard to accept.
Xia Sang, who had no affection for Alexandria, really hoped that Caesar would immediately send troops to pizza and teach the courageous little lord.
And what made Xia San even more angry was that after Alexander took Lucrezia away, she once wrote a letter to the Count of Naples as a member of the royal family of Naples, hoping that he could persuade his nephew to take Lucrezia. return.
But Count Modillo ’s reply not only completely rejected her request, but even pointed out that she and her brother Alfonso did not have the membership of the royal family of Naples, so I hope that they will In the correspondence, pay attention to the correct expression of their status, "to prevent a situation where the royal family and the nationals will have misunderstandings."
Xia Sang was completely angered by this abominable letter. When her brother Alfonso finally came to Rome, she immediately discussed with her brother how to deal with the gombrane that made them all embarrassed.
Indeed, it was only Gombré, because they knew the status and influence of Count Emilio in Naples, and even their uncle King Frederick had to be a little scrupulous.
But what surprised Xia Sang's brothers and sisters was that although Caesar was hostile to that Gombré, the Pope quite ambiguously prevented Caesar's attempt to send troops.
The Pope ’s reasons are very good, Caesar ’s army has just been formed, and Gombre has proved not so good in the recent Romagna war.
It was just that Xia Sang always felt that the Pope ’s decision was a little weird. Considering all the rumours and actions of his father-in-law, Xia Sang had to doubt that Alexander VI might have other ideas about this marriage.
"I'll go find Caesar again," Xia Sang stood up and said, looking at his brother's angry but indescribable grievances, "I believe Caesar will help us. He is very disgusted with that Gombre."
"But didn't you say he might be the culprit in the murder of Giovanni?" Alfonso looked at his sister. "Do you think he will help you?"
"At least in this matter our interests are consistent," Xia Sang said firmly. "I know that Caesar wants to be the Duke of Romagna, then Gumbre is the biggest stumbling block in front of him. I believe Caesar understands this, So do n’t worry, I think he is more eager to get rid of that person than we are.

Xia Sang's words made Alfonso a little hesitant. For him, everything that happened in Rome is still too strange, and he still needs the guidance of his sister for many things.
"But why the Pope's attitude on this matter is so weird." Alfonso thought this was what worried him most. "He forbids Caesar from sending pizza, and I think it should have nothing to do with his reasons."
Xia Sang also frowned. Although she was Jeffrey ’s wife, she knew that she had never really been in that family. Even though her relationship with Giovanni was ambiguous at first, the people of the Borgia family never seemed to be real. Accept her.
Because of this, she couldn't really know what the pope thought.
"Let's go to Caesar first," Xia Sang said helplessly. "I think it's not difficult, maybe he can convince the pope."
Just as Xia Sang's brothers and sisters were angry and frustrated by their embarrassing situation, Caesar Borgia was waving his sword frantically at a wooden figure.
The training sword he used repeatedly cut on the puppet wrapped in strong cowhide, making a thumping noise, because of the force, his hair stuck to the sweaty forehead, splashing the starting point as he kept shaking Sweat beads.
A shout popped out of Caesar's mouth, his sword smashing the puppet's shoulder, because the force was too strong, the originally inserted pillar suddenly broke, and the puppet was cut and rolled far away.
Caesar gasped with his sword in both hands. He felt his throat hot like a fever, and he exhaled hard as he looked at the puppet lying on the ground in the distance.
A servant came over and reported to Mrs. Xia Sang for his advice. Upon hearing the news, Caesar vigorously rubbed his thick hair and chuckled.
Caesar knew very well why Xia Sang came to him, and the brothers and sisters now almost become the laughing stock of Rome.
Especially after the news of Lucrecia ’s pregnancy came, the Duke of Billy Shelley was said to have not been out for a whole day.
Caesar's schadenfreude did not last long, and he remembered the man who caused it all.
Because Lucrecia, Caesar can arrange a lot of eyes and ears in Pisa, so he is also very clear about what happened in Pisa.
Having an army not to be underestimated despite its small strength, and the financial income that many people would be jealous of, a wealthy and army Alexander, has made Caesar feel threatened.
Just thinking of his father's advice, Caesar decided to not see his brother-in-law after hesitating a little.
"Tell the lady that I am too busy to see her," Caesar said as he walked towards the other puppet "but I already knew her purpose."
After he finished speaking, he cut the sword fiercely on the doll's head and made a mumble.
On the first Sunday of October, after morning prayers, cardinals stationed in the Vatican rarely gathered in the corridor of the Sistine Chapel.
These mostly white-haired bishops gathered in groups of three or five, and their voices for talking to each other were very low, and sometimes anyone who moved slightly would attract the attention of others.
Bishop Alfonso of Palermo in Sicily looked a bit young among these people, perhaps aware of this "shortcoming", so Bishop Alfonso began to beard more than a year ago, and now he seems to carelessly caress The thick dark short beard under his jaw, but he couldn't be quiet in his heart.
Today is too important for Alfonso. Whether long-term efforts will pay off, even if the risk involved in the murder of Giovanni Borgia is worth so much, depends on Today is the result.
The Vatican will once again appoint a cardinal to replace the assassinated cardinal Monteiro. This matter has actually been delayed long enough. If there were not many accidents in succession, this matter should have been settled long ago.
Even according to the practice of the Vatican for many years, the candidates for the new cardinal should have been known a long time ago, but this time it was until the announcement was made that no one could be sure who was the winner.
The reason for this is that for this cardinal position, there are two people who must come in a fierce manner.
No one expected that the Alfonso Church in Sicily was brave enough to compete with the old Della Rovere for this position, and the bishop was generous and generous, even the Ottoman from the Sultan's court, also shot at the bishop The generous generosity is quite appreciated.
"I will succeed." Alfonso secretly told himself that he had visited too many people before, and he had squandered enough money, which gave him confidence that he could defeat the strong enemy of Rovere's family.
Unlike Alfonso's seemingly calm but still revealing a little disappointment from time to time, the old Luo Weilei looked relaxed, and sometimes even whispered a few words with the people around him.
When seeing Alfonso's gaze from afar, Old Rovere smiled and nodded.
A deacon dressed in black quickly ran across the hallway to the hall, which attracted the attention of the bishops, but this deacon apparently did not want to talk to these nobles. He nodded and saluted the bishops adults while accelerating his pace Then, he whispered something to the guard of the goalkeeper, and flashed into the door.
Despite the strangeness, people soon seemed to forget about it.
., But his eyes were fixed on the two doors at the end of the corridor.
It was almost noon, and when someone was ready to order the servants to prepare lunch for themselves, the door at the end of the corridor suddenly made a creaking sound, and the cardinals came out of it one after another.
The hearts of the cardinals could not help but be mentioned slightly. Although many people knew that their only chance of getting the only chance was slim, the luck of the luck still pushed them around with hope.
Then people saw the cardinal from Brittany smiled and first walked in front of the old Rovere. He first hugged the old Rovere and then congratulated him softly.
Later, other cardinals also went up to congratulate Old Rovere.
Alfonso's heart suddenly froze, and he noticed the strange eyes of the people around him.
The huge loss that was unbearable for a time made his body under the red robe tremble slightly.
At that time, the first person congratulated the old Rovere was that the Cardinal suddenly turned back and showed an inexplicable smile to Alfonso.
"Bishop Alfonso," Cardinal walked slowly to him. "I have a question. I hope you can explain it to me."
"Sir, please tell me." Alfonso responded, struggling to suppress his faint uneasiness.
"I want to know where did the money you used to bribe many people come from in order to become a cardinal?"
The calm tone of the cardinal was like the dull thunder exploding in Alfonso's ear. He stared at the cardinal, who was so short in front of him, but now made him feel terrified.
"Or someone can help you make it clear," the cardinal took a piece of paper from the deacon who followed, and shook it towards Alfonso. "Someone here accuses you of selling the stolen triple crown to the Jews in Rome, and then you Use that money to bribe and try to bribe the cardinal position. "
The cardinal surprised everyone, and Alfonso was completely stunned.
He did not know how this matter was exposed, but he knew he should be betrayed!
Who betrayed me?
Why did you betray me? !
Alfonso rushed to the cardinal frantically. He wanted to see the whistleblower!
But his arm was suddenly framed, and then the cold sword edge pressed against his neck.
"I do not have……"
Alfonso wanted to argue, but his mouth was tightly tied by a piece of cloth suddenly coming from behind. When he was struggling to whine, the cardinal stuck forward and lowered to his ear. Say: "Give yourself some dignity, don't make us all embarrassed. In addition to your blasphemy, the triple crown, and conspiracy to murder Duke Gandino. Bishop, pray for yourself, you This is needed now. "
Alfonso stared blankly at the cardinal in front of him. He was completely frightened by this terrible accusation, and for a time he even forgot to struggle.
But when he tried to do his best to distinguish himself, he had been dragged out of the corridor by the guards while struggling.
Everyone looked at Alfonso ’s back in silence, and people ’s faces looked different. Who would have thought that the Bishop of Palermo, who was considered to be the upstart of the Vatican not long ago, would suddenly fall to the ground halfway from the peak of power. The contrast made the bishops stunned.
Until Cardinal Brittany let out a sigh: "This is really an unfortunate day, there is a man who blasphemes God among us, he will be judged and punished, but ..." Speaking of which, the cardinal looked at the old Rovere "We We should also be thankful, because we have chosen a person who is not only devout, but also worthy of trust and respect. He will serve God until he is called by God. "
The cardinal's words made the bishops' hearts tremble slightly, and they could not help blending a little awe into the eyes of the old Luo Weilei.
The bishops know that starting today, Giuliano de la Rovere will truly step into the pinnacle of power in the Vatican.
And he is likely to become the second person in the Rowley family to take the crown of teaching after his uncle Sistins IV.
The turmoil of the cardinals, the old Rovere ’s wish and Alfonso ’s confinement were put into prison. When everyone was still sighing for this unexpected result, in the hilltop villa, the horse who had just returned to Rome Hughes Tiego saw Barenti.
Barenti seemed a little indifferent to the businessman who was said to be quite well-behaved by his brother and sister Alexander.
This made Tiegue couldn't help guessing whether it was related to himself from Pisa.
"I would recommend you to enter the Carolingian Palace," Barendi said quietly to Thiegó, and then took out a letter. "In addition, according to the agreement, I hope your count will settle the dividends belonging to the Rovere family as soon as possible. "
Matthews Tiego bowed slightly nervously.
Although the young lady of the Luo Weilei family looks ordinary, it has many eye-catching identities.
The most beloved daughter of the new cardinal, the head of all wealth in the Lovere family, and the fiancee of the Earl of Montina.
And this last identity is talked about by the Romans today.
This is because her rival, Lukrecia, known as the Roman Princess.
"Miss, I am very willing to convey to you, but please allow me to report to you. Before I came, Lord Earl had already told me to tell you about the dividends of the Rovere family. He will come to Rome to discuss with you in due time. "
Balendi's ordinary face, which had always looked cold, finally showed a little strangeness. She seemed to be a little puzzled before she understood it, and then she covered her face with a concealed surprise ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ He said he would come to Rome? "Barendi asked a little politely." In this case? "
"Yes, the count said he would come to Rome to see you. He hopes you be patient."
Listening to Thiego, Barendi couldn't help being silent.
On the day Matthews Thiegeau entered the Carolingian Palace on the recommendation of Rovere ’s house, on the small island in the heart of the Tiber, a person who had been waiting for a long time and was already impatient finally came to him. People who have to wait.
"Why should we give up that Alfonso, we must know that we have invested a lot of capital on him," a dissatisfied question was issued under a mask. "Could there be a better opportunity for us to contact a cardinal?" Get up, or do you prefer that old Rovere? "
"Abandoned Alfonso because we already have a better candidate. Compared with that person, at least Alfonso can be sacrificed now. In addition, you do n’t want to ask me what I have gained from this trip to Sicily. Did you look at the masked person who seemed to express her dissatisfaction with silence? Clian smiled slightly. "You know, I asked some interesting things in the place called Kalibo."