Vol 4 Chapter 150: Masterpiece owner

"Caesar and De Charlene went to meet two Medicis, but they didn't talk long."
"The two met separately with the Duke of Pisa, and Caesar had a longer time to meet with Tomnio, and when he came out, the Duke personally sent him out of the house. As for the French, they did not meet for long."
"Caesar entered the University of Pisa and stayed there for a while, but he just looked around casually and didn't specifically meet anyone."
After listening to Uliu's reports, Alexander meditated silently.
Caesar's ambition for Romagna is a well-known thing, but before he or anyone else thought that his opponent should be Milan Sforza or the equally ambitious Venetian.
Only now it seems that these people have to step back temporarily, because of the emergence of Alexander, Caesar has undoubtedly focused his attention on him.
The fiasco in Livorno was just the beginning of everything. The key was that Alexander occupied the vast land from Montina to Pisa, making Caesar feel like a throat in his throat.
Both Romagna and Tuscany are located in central Italy. One is on the Adriatic Sea, opposite to Venice, while the other is nestled with the Gennian Sea by the Leanian Sea.
The two tracts of land cut Italy into north and south, separating the Naples and Apennines mountains in the south and the fertile Lombardy and Po rivers in the north.
Whether from Montina or Pisa, they threatened these two regions respectively.
Caesar should have noticed that even if he really got the dominance of these two lands, as long as the Montina Pizza Alliance exists for a day, then he is like a terrible beast lying on his side, and he may jump and bite at any time. To his throat.
"Also Caesar had lunch with Mrs. Lucrezia, and he spent a long time in Lucrezia Palace."
Alexander frowned.
At this time, lunch does not actually have a fixed time. Sometimes, it may be that it will be opened at two o'clock in the afternoon or even later, and it is not uncommon to eat dark after a lunch.
What Alexander was concerned about was not how long Caesar ate a meal or how long he had stayed at Lucrezia's residence, but what he had said to Lucrezia.
Alexander will not forget how his two "predecessors" were unlucky in history and in this era.
Giovanni Sforza's corpse is now cold, and Alfonso of Billy Shelly is still, but in his memory, it is actually worse. This guy has been persuaded by more than Lucrezia and followed his wife They ran to Rome together, and it was not long before Caesar's number one beater Corella killed him.
Of course, Alexander didn't want to be one of them, thinking that Caesar might get an idea from Lucrezia, he began to think that this big uncle seemed to have not learned enough lessons before.
"Pay attention to Uliu, you know what I mean."
"Yes lord," Uliou nodded, but he seemed to have something to say, "But lord ..."
"What else?"
"I mean Mrs. Lucrezia, you know if Caesar insists that she go back to Rome, or even if she is encouraged to take Miss Estres away, it will be a little difficult."
Seeing the embarrassed look of Uliu's dark face, Alexander glanced at him dissatisfiedly.
The Moors are good everywhere, but they have more thoughts.
This is Alexander ’s assessment of Uliu. He knows why Uliu deliberately said that, in fact, he just wanted to get a clear authorization from him, although from the Moorish perspective it is a wise move to protect himself. , But for Alexander, it is a bit difficult for the strongman.
"Well, as long as it doesn't hurt her, you can use some slightly tougher means when necessary," Speaking of this, Alexander paused for a while and continued, "But I will not publicly allow these actions, so you understand? "
"I understand my lord," Uliu's dark face floated with helplessness. "Maybe I might be punished for this, but I only hope that you will be a little kinder when punishing me for my faithfulness. "
Looking at Uliu's somewhat pitiful look, Alexander felt a little overwhelmed.
"Relax, Uliu, I will hold the balance. Of course, we don't want this to happen, but you should understand that Caesar's person will always trouble us."
"So please rest assured, lord, I will not let him trouble you because I don't suffer from the whip." Uliu immediately whispered to Alexander with an understanding tone.
Uliu was not wrong, Caesar was really thinking, and he felt that he would soon succeed.
Lucrezia's care and sincerity for his family is the main reason why he dared to come to Pisa with confidence this time.
This is not to say that he was afraid that Alexander would throw him into prison as soon as he met, but that he had already made plans to return home empty-handed, and he was also sure that even if Alexander realized his calculations, there was Lukrezi With the protection of Ya, he can leave Pisa safely.
It was just a few days of experience in Pisa that made Caesar react rather than leave in such a hurry.
He saw Tomnio, and despite repeated hints of sympathy for his situation, Tomnio seemed to have completely lost faith and the guts to fight Alexander.
Caesar couldn't help but feel that Alexander was looking for this person, not the people of the Zaroni family of the former Pisa ruler.
At least this man has been frightened now, maybe he has a great hatred for Alexander in his heart, but he has lost the courage to fight Alexander, unless someone can push him.
But Caesar didn't think this matter was anxious, and his immediate priority was to find a way to bring Lucrezia back to Rome.
As long as Lucrezia and Alexander are separated to understand her character, Caesar believes that she will naturally forget the inexplicable feelings for Alexander over time.
Caesar felt that this idea was completely achievable, especially when he saw the Trinity oil painting by the young man named Raphael Sandy at the University of Pisa, even if it was just the first glance he quickly recognized it At the bottom of the portrait, Mary holding the newly born baby is the image of Lucrezia.
And the child in her arms is completely the shadow of Estelles.
At that moment, looking at the bright face of the Virgin who was rendered bright by the Holy Light, Caesar felt that he must take Lucrezia away from Alexandria. He even looked a little impulsive because of some impulsiveness, and even accompanied the thin teenager beside him Fearing to leave him a few steps away.
But when he offered to spend a lot of money to buy this painting, the young man rarely found the courage to refuse.
"Sorry, I am very happy to get your appreciation, but this painting already has an owner," the teenager said slightly proudly. "Count Montina has decided to buy it."
"Please wait a minute!"
A high voice suddenly came from the side, and then a strong young man rushed over.
"Let me persuade him that you will definitely get this portrait."
He grabbed the boy's arm and turned and ran, while still not forgetting to turn his back to a stunned smile on Caesar.
"Are you stupid Raphael, this is a good opportunity," the young man named Proto whispered. "That was Caesar Pogia, the son of the Pope, who had so much money to buy your freedom. "
"But we have promised the count." Raphael said hesitantly.
"But the business hasn't been completed yet, not to mention the Earl hasn't paid the deposit," Proto said, smiling again at Caesar in the distance, making a gesture of asking him to be patient, and then he turned back and said, "Listen to you Doomed to become a great painter in the future, or even become a true master, then you need not only the dozens of Florin but the appreciation of big people, from this point you have to admit that Earl is not a The best patron, think of Leonardo Da Vinci, he is now in the court of Milan, and Botticelli has stayed in Florence because he is the symbol there, as for the now famous Michelin Quiro, he was appreciated by the Pope in Rome, these people are very smart, they know what kind of patrons to find to help them. "
"Do you think Caesar will sponsor me?" Raphael couldn't help being touched by his friend.
"Of course, you are a real genius," Proto vigorously puffed up Raphael's beautiful, almost transparent ears like elves. "Courage, your work is not measurable by the dozens of Florin , They are destined to become classics handed down. "
Finally, Raphael was nodded a little embarrassedly, but when he looked at Caesar, he hesitated again.
"Relax, these are all for me." Proto said as he walked towards Caesar.
"Sir, you should have heard that Earl Montina bought this painting," Proto said deliberately, lowering his voice, and looked at the hallway outside the door. "To be honest, I don't think Earl is suitable for this painting. Of course, I am not insulting, but I think the count ’s intention to buy this painting is somewhat vulgar. "
"This is his child after all," Caesar was almost a little wary of Proto's suit. He looked at the student at the University of Pisa. "And I can only use money to express the evaluation of the painting. Am I not vulgar?"
"Adult, I know who you are," Proto saw Caesar's face on his face as soon as he spoke, and he immediately said, "I know that you want to buy this portrait out of noble affection, and to be honest , Your Borgia family is much more noble than the earl, and it is naturally more suitable for collecting this masterpiece that is bound to be handed down. "
Caesar's complexion became better. He could hear Proto's words insinuating that Alexander was a nouveau riche, which immediately made him feel good about this slightly sloppy pizza college student.
"But you also know that the count is very generous to please Madame Lucrezia, so ..."
"I will double the price for Gombré." Caesar asked happily.
"Oh, this, 100 florins." Proto picked up immediately after waiting for Raphael's opening next to him.
"Then I'll pay 200." Caesar frowned slightly. Although the price was a little higher than he expected, but thinking about being able to such a portrait with extraordinary significance from Alexander, Caesar thought it was worth it.
"Sir, you are so generous and kind." Proto pulled Caesar's hand hard and couldn't stop kissing, and then turned back and dragged some ignorant Raphael to express his gratitude to Caesar.
"I'll pick it up personally when the picture is complete. Don't tell anyone before."
Caesar took another deep look at the mother and son in the portrait that made it difficult for him to look away, or more accurately, the mother and daughter, and then he glanced at the two young men standing beside him, and walked out quickly. room.
It was not until Caesar left that Raphael was awake from some trance.
"200 florins, know that the count only paid us 40 florins."
"So you should be fortunate to have a friend like me," Proto slammed Raphael lightly with his elbow. "Listen to you finishing the painting as soon as possible, but don't let anyone know before that."
"Of course, the count would be very angry if he knew it." Raphael was a little worried again. "Really, the count knew affirmation and anger."
"So we won't be able to stay in Pisa for a long time," Proto seemed a bit reluctant to look at the studio. "When the painting is completed, we have to leave here as soon as we get the money, but you don't have to worry, these 200 florins Enough to renovate the studio in your home so that you can live on your own and inherit your father ’s legacy. "
"How should I thank you, Proto," Raphael looked at his friend with excitement. "You are suffering from me. These 200 florins should have your share."
"You're wrong, actually I should thank you," Proto waved his hand. "You know, I wanted to leave Pisa a long time ago. This place is suitable for those businessmen. Isn't it for me? My ambition is to be a big person, not to do them. The inferior people who serve them. So I am ready to go to Rome, and today I met the Pope ’s son, which is a good opportunity for me. "
"You are always so smart." Raphael looked at his friend with some envy.
"You can also, as long as you don't always focus on drawing," Proto advised, "Listen, you have two paths now, one is to take the money home to inherit your father's studio, the other Just go to Rome with me and believe that with my brain and your painting skills, we will soon conquer that city. "
Proto's words made Raphael hesitant.
He knew that as Proto said, their actions would obviously irritate the Count of Montina, and it would be impossible for them to stay in Pisa, so it ’s time to return to the small town called Urbino to inherit his father ’s business, or like Proto Going to Rome as he said, this made him a little embarrassed for a while.
"Don't worry, after all, there is still some time," seeing Raphael hesitating, Proto comforted him "but your painting should be completed as soon as possible, and remember to keep it secret, and don't let others know."
"Of course I understand this," Raphael said as he walked over to the portrait. "To be honest, I don't want to sell this painting to anyone. Whether it is Earl or Caesar Borgia, I don't want to sell them for how much money they pay. "
"Then what are you going to do, I think you are a bit strange sometimes." Proto glanced at Raphael a little strangely, and then his eyes patrolling back and forth between his friends and the canvas slowly became surprised. "My God, you will not fall in love with that Lucrezia! "
Seeing the panic on the friend's tender face, Proto immediately stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him.
"Listen to you, don't do such silly things. Have you heard about the count and Lucrezia, the count is not a kind and kind person, he had almost killed a fiance of Lucrezia himself, and It seems that the death of her first husband was also related to the earl. If you let him know that you are in love with his woman, he will chop you into meat sauce and throw it into the Arno River. "
I don't know if I was really scared or something. Raphael's face was a little bluish. He nodded non-stop, and then grabbed Proto's hand as if suddenly awake!
"I'm going to Rome with you!" When he said this, Raphael looked firm and seemed to have made up his mind.
"You think about it, go to Rome?" Looking at Raphael's strange expression, Proto hesitated.
"Yes, I want to be the greatest painter, to be the master of this era's attention. Believe me Proto. I have never been as eager for fame as I am now."
"Well, since you decided that we are going to Rome, but before that you have to finish the painting."
"Of course." Raphael stood in front of the canvas and looked at the portrait seriously.
In the light emanating from the incarnation of God and the Holy Spirit surrounded by angels, at the bottom of the portrait, the Virgin Mary, whose face is filled with maternal love, gently lifted the beloved child God gave her.
In the radiant light, a beautiful child who seemed to have just opened her beautiful black eyes and looked at the world was conceived in this glory. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
His appearance is so beautiful that he cannot distinguish between male and female, and his smile is so innocent and pure. It seems that all the filth in the world can not contaminate those innocent eyes.
"How long will it take?" Proto asked in a low voice.
"It's about 2 days, you have to wait until the paint is completely dry."
"Maybe the world can be shorter, and it can be dried in half a day to see how poisonous the sun is outside." Proto suggested, thinking about 200 florins, he thought the time seemed a bit too long.
"No," Raphael immediately stubbornly rejected the proposal. "The sun's exposure will make the color of the dye unnatural, and may even look very dim. What I want to reflect is the purity of the Holy Baby who was baptized under the glory . "
Seeing how good-tempered Raphael mentioned painting, he became so obsessed and even stubborn that Proto shook his head helplessly.
"Okay, just 2 days," Proto nodded in compromise. "Then we went to tell Caesar Pogia to get 200 florins from him, and then we left Pisa immediately."
Raphael nodded indifferently to the canvas, and at this time he seemed to see nothing else in his eyes.
"Two days?" Caesar frowned slightly when he received the news from the entourage. This seemed to him a little tight, but thinking about whether Alexander should have thought of his plan made him feel relieved again.
Then he smiled at Lucrezia, who was sitting opposite the table, "Listen to me and say I am going to give you a gift."
"What's the gift?" Lucrezia asked curiously at once, "Alexander is good, just don't give me a gift."
"Give me two days, I believe you will like it then." Caesar said confidently.