Vol 4 Chapter 121: The beginning of 1498 years

On January 4, 1498, weird news came from Florence.
The magistrate of Florence, the dean of the Convent of Saint Mark, Savonarola is going to have a public mass.
When this news reached Rome, it caused some shock.
For many years, the public mass in Florence has always caused some controversy.
All this stems from the assassination of the Medici brothers.
In the assassination, the people who supported the Medici family angryly executed a lot of people involved in the conspiracy on the street, including the then Bishop of Florence.
Because of this, the angry Sistins IV announced that they would deprive the Florentines of the power of public mass, and this decision continued until the Medicis were expelled from Florence.
Then when the Vatican tried to lift this punishment to Florence, it was discovered that Savonolola, who succeeded the rule of Florence by the Medici family, was a more headache for them.
Not only did he publicly blame the Holy See in the sermon, he even named all the guilt of the accusation of Alexander VI, which eventually led to Alexander VI's hatred against him, and he completely dismissed the idea of ​​restoring the Mass right in Florence.
Now, Savonarola is openly violating the decision of the Holy See and is preparing to hold a grand mass ceremony on the Grand Place in Florence's ruling hall. This has caused many people to turn their attention to the Pope's office in the Vatican Cathedral.
And Alexander VI did not disappoint people, he quickly responded to the incident fiercely.
"Any mass that is not recognized by the Vatican is invalid and contrary to the canon. This is a serious act of blasphemy," Alexander VI said of Florence's move "will face a penalty!"
The Pope ’s reprimand was severe and even terrible, but it did not seem to cause much reaction in Florence.
Two days later, more accurate news came, and Savonarola will hold the mass on the last day before the end of the fasting day!
Luo Sha remembered very clearly. When he heard the news, Alexander, who was sitting opposite her for lunch, seemed to be sitting in a daze. There was an apple in his hand for a long time, and he was in Luo Sha because of his strange behavior. When asked to speak out, Alexander made a sigh, then opened his mouth and bit the apple.
"It seems I have to be ready to leave," Alexander said to Zuosha. "It's very likely that the Florence side will change in the near future. I must be prepared."
Ruosha stared at Alexander with some surprise. It was hard to conceal her excited micro-probing body, lowering her voice and asking, "My God, do you really have ambitions for Florence?"
"My sister, you can really guess," Alexander chuckled softly. "Do you think I will be stupid to that point?"
"That might be, maybe you were blinded by ambition," Ruosha whispered uncertainly. "But if you really have this ambition, then I advise you to put it away as soon as possible. I really hope my statue Placed in the White Flower Cathedral, but I do n’t want you to do anything stupid because of this. "
Listening to Ruosha's seemingly complaining but implied concern, Alexander smiled comfortably.
"Relax, I'm not interested in ruling Florence."
Alexander's answer made Ruosha's eyes slightly fixed. She didn't know if Alexander's words were true, but she couldn't care about this now.
Because with the advent of winter, like Amsterdam, the northern ports have entered their respective long or short closure periods, and the long coastline ranges from the icy North Sea to the warm French coast, from the Iberian Peninsula to the various ports in the Mediterranean , A trade competition for the European inland market has already begun.
Ruosha was a little scared because she never thought she was going to face such a situation, which was completely beyond her original face of Taranto and those Mediterranean cities, but was facing a situation that might affect the whole of Europe. "war".
Alexander's promise made Zuosha some relief, but at this time, she saw Alexander biting the apple hard, and suddenly added: "At least not interested now."
The moist and smelly sea breezes blow in when the windows come in, making people lying in the bed uncomfortable.
The impact of the fasting day that started before today on people's lives has been exposed. At least for those who can live well by eating fish every day, it is difficult to live for 40 consecutive days.
Just 2 days ago, with the faintly ringing bells that could be heard at night, 1498 finally arrived silently.
On this New Year's Eve, which is no different from the past, there is obviously a person who is having a bad time.
Caesar sat up from the bed and looked out the window with a slight probe. Apart from seeing the rocky reef below and the waves breaking the coast, he didn't even see an extra figure.
This is a very remote island located overseas in Naples. Apart from an obscure fishing village, there is only a small castle.
This island is a small enclosure belonging to Modillo, the Earl of Naples.
Uliu did not send Caesar directly to Naples, which was too unsafe. After all, Caesar had been in contact with local nobles during his stay in Naples. This made Alexander unable to be vigilant. Arriving in Naples, he might find an opportunity to contact those local acquaintances and take the opportunity to escape.
After all, Caesar is still very good at fleeing.
He was taken hostage by Charlie King a few years ago, but soon he found an opportunity to escape.
It was also that experience that seemed to stimulate Caesar's attachment to power.
Alexander didn't want to let that happen again.
So Uliu saw Modillo alone after arriving in Naples, and then, as Modillo ordered, Caesar was sent to this small island far away from the mainland and located in the middle of the Tyrrhenian Sea.
This little island was the earl ’s territory and one of the many dotted islands in the sea, and this little castle was used by the earl ’s family to station the guards in the early years, but now those guards have been removed and only left Several people guard the castle.
The castle is not big, but it is enough to imprison a person. The key is that the residents of the village on the island are the leaders of the Modillo family for many years. They may not know that one is imprisoned in the fortress on the top of the mountain, but if there is one The face will definitely be found.
It's been almost a month since Caesar was sent here. He didn't think about running away, but he failed several times.
He had also planned to use bribes to impress those guards, but those people should be Modillo's faithful men, because they could not listen to him.
The sea breeze made the bedding wet, and it was uncomfortable to cover it. Caesar lifted the quilt aside disgustingly, and then looked listlessly out of the window.
This small fortress is located on the highest point of the island. If the weather is good, you can see the looming curves on the sea level in the distance. It is Capri, which allows Caesar to know the location of this place where he locked.
But this is obviously useless, because if he cannot get a boat, even if he escapes from the fortress, there is no way to leave the island.
"Boom", there was a very crisp sound outside the door, and Caesar knew that the guards came to deliver the meal.
The guards never talked to him, even if he bribed with only a little valuable things on his body. It can be seen that these people are very loyal to Modillo. More importantly, these people seem not to be interested in the world outside the island. , This simply cannot touch their hearts.
Caesar frowned, biting some hard bread. These days of Ramadan are really hard to bear. If you strictly observe it, you ca n’t eat the only meal until the sun goes down every day during this period. And, even if you eat, you can't catch fire, which means that you must eat cold food for a long time.
Caesar can't remember when he last followed these ceremonies. Perhaps the Borgia family never really followed these ceremonies, but now he has to suffer according to these ancient rules.
Caesar did not believe that the Earl Modillo was such a strict canon, but these strange guards made him feel baffled.
And somehow, after a long time, he found that the guards seemed a bit strange, especially when he accidentally heard them talking to each other, he would hear something deja vu from their tones.
Caesar can hear some familiar accents from the tones of those people. It is a tone familiar to his father. Although he was born in Rome, he sometimes produces that kind of unique accent because of his habit. .
That's Castilla's accent.
This made Caesar a bit strange. He didn't know how Modillo had so many Castilian servants, but he was very happy at the beginning.
The Borgia family came from Valencia. Although the family had been to Rome from an early age, the ancestors of the Borgia family were indeed aristocrats of Valencia, even before Alexander VI did not become a pope. Archbishop of Valencia.
When it was determined that these guards might be from Castile, Caesar thought his opportunity finally came.
He kept telling these people his identity, family name, and many surnames of nobles from Valencia or Castilla that are still closely related to their family, but let him Disappointed that these people seem to have no interest in the nobles and surnames he said. They even do not want to say a word to him other than eating and drinking every day.
Caesar was very anxious. The battle of Livorno showed him that his army was defeated in front of Alexander's Montina army, but instead of frustrating him, it aroused his greater fighting spirit.
On the battlefield, Caesar saw how Alexander ’s army defeated his pope ’s army at close range, which also made him feel that he had mastered the key and know-how of Alexander ’s victory. He believed that as long as he was given time, with the support of his father, He can also train such an army.
Only now he must first find a way to escape from this island.
Caesar came to the door and took the tray on the wooden platform. He would not eat because of anger. Instead, he tried to keep his body healthy, because only then would he have the opportunity to escape from here.
A hustle and bustle of conversation came from a distance. It seemed that someone was passing by while talking and laughing. Caesar immediately approached the window. He tried to lean out, and then shouted, "God bless you!"
"Oh, God bless you," a dark-skinned islander greeted him casually, and then looked up a little harder at the window above him. "The weather is good today, do you want to bask?"
"If I can go out, I will bask in the sun."
Caesar didn't care about the irony of the villager. When he was sent here, he tried to ask these people for help and promised a heavy reward, but the villagers laughed at him and told the guards those words.
Then he didn't get any food and water for a whole day.
Now he is no longer so stupid to ask for the help of these Modillo leaders, but he began to greet these people at will.
Looking at the few villagers who laughed and laughed at him, Caesar turned around and sat back against the wall, then picked up a small stone and carved a trace on the wall.
Since the day he came here, he has been engraving daily marks on the wall. Looking at the dozens of marks on it, he sometimes feels that he has been imprisoned here for longer than the number engraved on it, but He waited as patiently as possible.
There is a reason why he greets the villagers tirelessly every day, because he knows that these people are fishermen on the island.
Caesar believes that his father must be looking for him everywhere, and he should have known that he was sent to Naples at this time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then his father's men should be nearby.
Then as long as you inquire carefully, you will always find some clues.
His hello to these fishermen every day may be spread by these people as a joke, intentionally or unintentionally, then the person who is looking for him may have heard that there is a strange prisoner on a small island. .
The sky was completely dimmed, and Caesar saw a few shaking shadows through the crack of the door. He knew that it was the guard of the fortress who had returned.
Not long after the fort was abandoned, Caesar even saw a "1478" nick in the corner of the room, which was probably carved by the soldiers guarding it at the time.
Caesar put the empty plate on the wooden board of the window and knocked on the door. He knew that someone would take it away soon.
The footsteps approached, the figure swayed, and he reached in with both hands and touched the plate.
However, the man did not withdraw his hand as usual.
At the same time, Caesar standing in the door heard a very slight, almost imperceptible sound outside the door.
Then he saw that his hands retreated softly, and then there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground!
Caesar's heart tightened at once, and he quickly backed away, his eyes fixed on the closed door.
The unlocking time seemed so long, and Caesar even felt as if it was longer than he was imprisoned here.
The door opened, and a bearded man stood at the door with a key in one hand and a dagger with a handle in the other.
"I think you must be Lord Caesar Borgia," the man glanced at the guard who had fallen silent next to him, and then bent over to Caesar to salute. "I came to you at the order of your father. You are free. "