Chapter 329: My Lord, Times Have Really Changed
Outside Gawell, Alexander and Ferdinand stood side by side on the banks of the river, and in front of them was the raging Ebro River, which was flowing eastward.
The river is turbid and contains a large amount of sediment, which gradually forms a vast delta plain downstream, where the fertile land and abundant water supply will become the richest grain producing area in the Iberian Peninsula in the future, although it is still very barren today.
"It's such a nuisance river, and I've never been able to make it really obedient."
Ferdinand lamented the importance of the Eboro River from the time of his reign, and for many years after he became king, Ferdinand, like his predecessors, tried to tame the river completely, but he never succeeded.
Alexander looked at the flowing river with understanding, and he knew that the previous kings of the Kingdom of Aragon had done a good job in governing the Eboro River.
They had always wanted to change the environment in Zaragoza, but the level of technology and the delicate relationship with Castile made it difficult for them to do so.
"Everything will be fine in the future." Alexander said this, and then said nothing, in fact, although the two men did have a rare common language about the management of the Eboro River, it was only that, and the fact that they were enemies would never change.
"I'm going back to Zaragoza," Ferdinand said, glancing at Alexander, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he continued, "I will read the treaty out of Zaragoza publicly, but you must also ensure that my grandson can leave Aragon safely." β
"Of course, this is a promise I made," Alexander turned to look at Ferdinand, "Your Majesty, I must remind you that the Emperor is not in a very good situation at the moment, so any illusion that he will be able to support and tear up this treaty is unrealistic. β
Ferdinand smiled indifferently at Alexander's completely merciless warning, and when the treaty was signed, Ferdinand knew that his time was finally over.
Perhaps he could have broken the treaty upon his return to Zaragoza, but he was well aware that the reason why he was finally forced to sign it was not because of his defeat on the battlefield, but because the Aragonese had abandoned him.
This means that even if he wants to make a comeback, it is difficult to predict how many people will be able to follow him.
The Aragonese nobles were clearly tired of being oppressed and taken away from their power, and they longed to return to the good old days of "harmony" between the king and the nobles, but they were too naΓ―ve.
Ferdinand knew that once he gained a foothold, the young man in front of him might do more to fear the nobles than he did, and he had a hunch that this young man and his sister, who knew from all the rumors that he was extremely powerful, might really realize the dream that he and Isabella had longed for, to take power back in their hands.
This gave Ferdinand an inexplicable relief, and he was eager to see the faces of the nobles after they knew that they had done a good job, but perhaps by then he would be gone.
Ferdinand did not fail to consider re-wooing the nobles and letting them choose whose side to side with, but found that those people had clearly been bought by Alexander.
While lamenting the short-sightedness of those nobles, Ferdinand also had to admire the young man's generosity.
"Can you tell me how much you spent to become king?" Ferdinand was disheartened by this point, but that didn't mean he would go along with it, and there was obvious sarcasm in his tone, and he was indeed curious about how much Alexander had spent to "buy" his crown.
"Your Majesty, when Christopher Columbus arrived in the West Indies, you were glad to have a colony where you could get a great fortune, but you will never know what that means to me?"
Alexander smiled and said that by this time he no longer had to worry about the secrets of the New World being discovered, but instead hoped that Ferdinand would understand what he had missed. Right
"You are satisfied with a precious gem that has been given to you, but you do not know that you have missed a gem mine," Alexander said to Ferdinand, whose face was slightly gloomy, "According to the agreement between us, my Imperial Governor will return to the capital with you, and my sister, the Queen of Sicily, will arrive in Zaragoza in the near future." β
Ferdinand's expression became unsightly, and the composure he had wanted to maintain seemed to be untenable, and he had to sit down slowly to calm himself down.
"Your Majesty, your failure is not due to something wrong," Alexander said with a slight sigh as he stood beside Ferdinand and looked at the Ebro River, "just because you don't know much about the world, and believe me, everything is different now, and it will be even more different in the future." β
Ferdinand looked up at Alexander with some confusion, he could not understand why Alexander had such a firm conviction to believe what he said, he could hear that Alexander's tone was not so much hopeful as it was a statement of an established fact, which made Ferdinand find incomprehensible.
"So your Majesty, please don't act rashly for your own sake," Alexander smiled at Ferdinand suddenly, but his smile was evident in Ferdinand's eyes, "Otherwise, you will find that the change I am talking about may come sooner than you think." β
Ferdinand looked at Alexander silently, he knew it was a threat, but somehow he didn't doubt Alexander's words.
Is a new era really coming, and I am a person who has been abandoned by this era?
Ferdinand was confused and unwilling.
He had always been glad and proud to be the king of Aragon in this era, believing that this was indeed a new era, but one that belonged to him.
But now he was told that he was just an outcast of his time, which of course Ferdinand found unacceptable.
But the facts are in front of him, he failed, and what is even more terrifying is that he knows very well in his heart that his failure may really never be reversed.
According to the Treaty of Garr, the Cassie coalition was to maintain a force of 1,500 men in Aragon for a long time, and this army was tasked with accompanying all the missions of the two countries in Aragon.
At the same time, the treaty stipulated that Aragon would open all ports facing the Mediterranean Sea to the Trade Union and several inland cities without customs clearance, and in return, the Trade Alliance would admit Aragon as a member of the Alliance.
In addition, Aragon and Castile will establish a "unified joint arm", and in the event of a war between the trade alliance and a foreign enemy, Aragon must unconditionally provide the required troops and supplies.
As for the reparations that should be made for the war, which has attracted many attention, the treaty explains it in a different form.
"The members of the trade union will settle their disputes in a more gentle way, especially when it comes to money, and we will not let any member cause more trouble for themselves and everyone because of the huge debts," Alexander explained to Ferdinand, "so Aragorn only needs to think about how to integrate into the alliance as soon as possible, which is also the sincerity that the trade alliance gives to Aragon." β
Ferdinand felt a slight bitterness in his mouth, he already knew the meaning of Alexander's words, but he would rather have the treaty clearly state how much money he would have to pay than face such a situation.
Ferdinand knew that Alexander's so-called honesty was actually more terrible than the huge compensation that was clearly marked, and he could imagine that the nobles would be grateful to Alexander when they heard that they did not need to pay for the defeat.
But that's not the most important thing, what makes Ferdinand uneasy is that the Trade League will take advantage of the opportunity to quickly infiltrate Aragon, and maybe soon he will find that not only Zaragoza, but many other parts of Aragon will also be gradually occupied by the Trade League, and at that point he will really be hopeless.
Have times really changed?
Ferdinand couldn't understand why everything that should have been normal had become the way it was, even if it was the chaos that had occurred after Isabella's death, but in the end he was defeated by an adventurer who suddenly appeared.
It was thought that it would be a smart decision to abandon Valaridot, and that Alexander would have enough respite from being confined to that palace, but his enemies chose more drastic means than he expected.
Sending troops to Aragon before his coronation was something Ferdinand could not have imagined, Alexander caught him off guard, and Valencia's rebellion was the last straw that crushed him.
It all seemed to be unrelated, but now Ferdinand had to admit that it was arguably the most elaborate and ambitious plan he had ever seen.
Everything was directed at him, and Ferdinand had a feeling that Alexander seemed to treat him, not Isabella, as a greater enemy from the beginning.
It seemed that he knew that Isabella would die soon.
Ferdinand shook his head secretly and threw this ridiculous thought aside, he only felt that the belief that he had been blessed and favored by God from the moment he put on the crown was now like the snow bathed in the sun is melting little by little.
On this day, the last day of the meeting between Alexander and Ferdinand in Gawell, Ferdinand will return to Zaragoza.
In 1441, the then King of Aragon, Alfonso I, granted Naples seized from the French royal family of Anjou to his illegitimate son Ferdinand.
It was from that time that the Kingdom of Sicily was once again divided into two very different countries.
Alfonso I, who had not only a formidable army, but also extraordinary ambitions, hoped that he could fulfill the dream that the Romans had never been able to fulfill, turning the Mediterranean into their own backyard.
And this wish of his was almost fulfilled, except for some areas on the northern coast of France and Italy, most of the western Mediterranean coast was encompassed by him, and Alfonso I dominated the western shore of the Mediterranean for a while.
Alfonso I did not think that one day Sicily would be reunited, and even less that it would be Naples that would complete it.
Sixty-one years after Alfonso I brought Naples to Ferdinand, the queen of the unification of the Kingdom of Sicily, Jossa Cosenza Astamara, who first completed the unification of the kingdom of Sicily, launched a claim to the throne to Aragon.
On November 29, the winter cold had swept across the Iberian Peninsula, and even in the relatively warm south, the cold blowing from the sea and invading the interior of the country had made the land gloomy.
The wind at sea is very cold, blowing on people like a knife, and the uncomfortable feeling will make people think that their bodies have frozen.
Barendi stood on the deck, wrapped in a thick plush slit, revealing only a half-hidden face.
But although the weather was cold, her heart was hot.
A mist rose in the distance, and the screeching of seagulls could be heard, and Barondi's heart was even more excited, knowing that after a long journey, the ship was finally coming to shore.
Ashley climbed up the ladder from the cabin, her hands were covered with thick gloves, and her whole body was wrapped just as tightly, she came to Barondi's side, looked at the still ethereal sea, and asked with some confusion, "Madame, where are we here?" β
"It's almost time to land," Barendi said to Ashley, who had never traveled at sea, "and see the fog, and the seagulls, which means we're not far from shore." β
"That's great, I've had enough of these days," Ashley grumbled, "but I don't know how long it will be before I get to Barriaridot, I've heard it's inland." β
"We're not going to the Barbia Lydot," Barondi said to a puzzled Ashley, "we're going to Madrid, and we're going to visit the Pope first." β
Ashley was a little dazed, she didn't know why she was going to that place called Madrid, but since she was accompanying the Duchess, she didn't need to think too much.
Barendi looked back at the sea, and she did not explain to Ashley why she had gone to Madrid, not Barriaridud, and she would not tell her female companion to do so in order to prove to Josa, who was probably now in Barriadot, that she was Alexander's rightful wife and queen.
At the same time, there was another reason why Barentia rushed to Madrid in the first place, and that was that she was responsible for her duties as a messenger between her father, Rovere Sr., and Alexander VI.
The Vatican is still debating whether it will eventually agree to retain the title of Pope Alexander VI, but the cardinals in the Vatican are keenly aware that this may be a sign that Alexander VI may be resurrected.
Or even if he can't return to the Vatican, but holding the triple crown is enough for him to have the bargaining chips to compete with the Vatican, not to mention that he is supported by such a behemoth behind him, and even if there is no permanent Roman Tescian army in the city of Rome today, in this case, improving relations with Alexander VI has become one of the top priorities of the Vatican today.
On the afternoon of the 29th, it was already slightly dark, and a flotilla of six Caravel sailing ships docked in the port of Valencia.
To Barendi's and Ashley's surprise, when the boat that had been told of the inbound boat had returned, they reported that the chief of the General Staff, Offrey, was awaiting them ashore with the Duchess of Gandino and the merchant Tiego.
When the fleet entered the port, she could hear the sound of horns coming from the shore at a long distance from the dock, and when Barondi's boat docked and the gangplank fell, and Barondi slowly walked down from the boat, she saw some familiar or unfamiliar figures already standing not far from the gangplank, waiting for her to come.
In the light of the torches that had already been lit, several people saw Barendi stop at the last section of the gangplank.
Then the skirt flicked, and Barentia della Juliant Gombre stepped onto Iberian soil.
"Welcome, Your Majesty."
Hearing this, Barendi seemed to be slightly stunned, and then she looked deeply at Tiego, who called her so, and showed a smile full of meaning.