Tomneo, the consul of Pisa, was left in a somewhat dazed state of horsepower щЩш... 1a

Or rather, he almost caused high blood pressure because he was too excited.

"I hope your Archon will rise one step higher."

When Tsusha said this, intentionally or unintentionally, Tomneo felt his head swell and his breath was short, and he had to take the liberty of asking the Countess in front of him for a glass of wine.

When Mademoiselle Countess asked him if he was unwell with a little concern, the reply of the 'Your Excellency Archon' was almost "No, I am too comfortable".

Re-becoming Duke of Pisa was a long-cherished wish of the Tomneo family.

After 1419, when the Symni family was ousted from the prestigious ducal throne by the Zaloni family, and after nearly a few decades of forced reprisals, when the Republic overthrew the Zaloni family and established a new government, what awaited the Tomni family was not the opportunity to re-emerge, but the same distrust of the old rulers.

The Tomnio family longed to return to Pisa's illustrious circles, and to secure at least a plausible position in the new government, but they waited for disappointment after disappointment.

The governor who overthrew them did not trust the Tomni family, but the republic seemed to have always been a place for them, and Tomnio was only given the position of a councilor, which was even less than the overthrow of the Zaloni family.

This was almost utterly disappointing to Tomneo, who felt that the hope of reviving the family had become so slim that even when he spoke in parliament, he only vented his displeasure.

But he never imagined that the new republic would suddenly be overthrown, just as the Zaloni family was inexplicably driven away, and an outsider would become the new owner of pizza.

What made Tomneo even more unexpected was that this man finally chose him as his agent.

That's right, Tomneo is well aware of his identity.

He was an agent, ruling or guarding Pisa instead of the Neapolitan named Alexandre Giulian Cambrai.

He knew that he was not capable of being a strong consul, and when the councillors were arguing and arguing in front of him, he sat on the throne like an invisible man most of the time, and when they forced him to make a choice, he would first try to prevaricate, and when he was really forced to do so, he would ask for a little time to consider, and then, as soon as the men were gone, Tomneo would send a letter to the Count of Montina asking for his opinion.

Tomneo had not failed to become a true consul, but his attempt lasted only one day before failing, and when he decided to heed the demands of some councillors to temporarily suspend the monthly dividends paid to Montina from remuneration to trade shares, the mercenaries who had previously claimed to protect him suddenly resigned, and even the old fellow, who had been the captain of the Pisa mercenaries, rejected his request for help with silence.

It was only then that Tomneo remembered that Alexander had promised the mercenaries a share of Pisa's annual trade profits, and that if Pisa tore up the agreement with Alexander, it would mean that those people would not be able to get their share of the benefits from that trade union.

It was only then that Tomneo finally understood why Alexander had generously offered to give the mercenaries nearly 7 cents of the tax share, because that meant that from the moment the mercenaries agreed to this condition, they were actually not working for Pisa, but for Alexander's free trade zone.

Tomneo's dream of a free, rich and powerful pizza only had a beginning when he was woken up by a blow to the head, and when he finally realized that he was a puppet who had no say at all, whether in the government or in the army, Tomneo finally fully recognized the reality in front of him.

But even so, as a descendant of the Tomneo family, he still wanted to get something for himself and his descendants, so when he found that there was a disturbing trend in the council, he first sent a letter to Montina at once, and then rushed to Rome as soon as he learned that Alexander had gone to Rome.

His efforts were clearly rewarded, and as soon as he heard the news that there might be people in Parliament who might oppose the trade agreement with Alexander, and that some were even secretly fighting with the Florentines, Jossa assured him, in his dual capacity as the sister of the Count of Montina and the Countess of Cosenza, that none of this would happen.

Mademoiselle de Cosenza not only spoke highly of the Archon's friendship with her brother, but also showed rare enthusiasm for the righteous act of the few diehards who tried to destroy the good situation and the strong friendship with Momby, which had been tested by blood.

It was through the frank exchange between the two guests and the high level of consensus that Count Cosenza lost no time in revealing to the Archon a hint of thought that Tomneo almost fainted with excitement.

"My brother thinks that in order to better strengthen our alliance, it is necessary to do our part for the Archon at the right time," said Kosha, leaning forward slightly, which made Tomneo see not only her slender and beautiful neck, but also a mesmerizing snow white, but the next words of Kosha completely made the Archon, who was fascinated by the beautiful scenery, almost faint with excitement, "If needed, my brother and I can help you realize your long-cherished wish, at the right time, We hope that Your Excellency will rise one step higher. ”

Tomneo could barely remember how he had made his way out of Marino Palace, at least when a man who looked like a servant came to him in a hurry, and he was not angry at the fact that he was so rude.

The servant, on the other hand, stooped down and stood by the side of the road in a little panic, but looking at the back of the noble lord swaying away like a wave under his feet, the servant could only be stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly turned around and ran, until he ran up the steps of the Marino Palace, and was stopped by the Agri soldiers guarding the door.

Unlike other noble palaces, in the Marino Palace, in addition to Joanna's servants and maids, there were more soldiers like the Agri.

When the servant reported that the Imperial Palace had sent an invitation, Alexander, who had just sent Tomneo away, was preparing to reward his sister for her excellent performance.

His hand rested on the back of her waist so that her body had to be pressed against him, while the other hand rested on her jaw, so that her head was tilted slightly so that he could easily catch her lips.

The annoying knock on the door was heard again, but fortunately there seemed to be something wrong with the Moorish legs and feet, so even when they were far from the room, the sudden heavy and loud footsteps were enough to give the siblings time to keep a safe distance and tidy themselves up a bit.

"Invitation from the Prime Minister of Kotschach," Alexander was not surprised, and when Nomelo brought news of the war between Poland and Moldova, he knew that he was going to be busy for a while, "and told the Prime Minister that I would visit him at dinner, and that it would be better if I could see Lord Gonzalo at his house." ”

Watching the servant leave under the guidance of Ulliu, whose legs had suddenly become more flexible, Alexander tilted his head to look at the face of the man beside him, whose face was gradually becoming gloomy.

"He is my servant, and he has been with me through trouble."

Alexander was a little helpless and said that he knew that the life of a Moor was obviously no match for her fame, or that she did not regard this Moor as a human being at all.

"Can you promise he won't say it?" Josha stared at Alexander, "Or do you think it's more important to trust him than me?" ”

Alexander secretly lamented that his temperamental sister and his temperamental lover were indeed different, and he whispered until he whispered in Zhsha's ear: "Believe me, Ulliu himself knows what is most important to him, knowing that he must think that it is more worthwhile to become a court governor in the future than to spread a baseless rumor." ”

Josha's lips opened slightly, and she looked at Alexander in amazement, this was the first time she had officially heard Alexander say such ambitious words.

Josa knew very well in his heart that the court Alexander was talking about was by no means a small court in the castle of Montina, so what kind of court did he want?

Josa looked at Alexander with a little excitement, but all she was waiting for was a slightly doting kiss on her forehead.

"I may be coming back late, there must be a lot of people waiting for me right now," Alexander knew that his new identity as a prophet should have shaken those who had just received news of the war, and although it might have required him to waste a lot of words to explain why he could so accurately predict such a war that no one could have imagined, but again, by this accident, he believed that there should be some impetus to his plans.

It's just that, as he and Jisha analyzed before, because the situation is developing too fast, maybe they don't have time to make too much preparation for the future plan.

Money, money, it's something that people love and hate.

Alexander scratched his head slightly.

The Kotschach family is still bustling, and even with the horrific murder of Giovanni, as one of the de facto rulers of Rome's eastern district, the home of the Imperial Court is clearly not only safe, but also important in this slightly turbulent time.

When Alexander arrived at the house that had been named Helen Palace by Kotschach, it was slightly dark.

The rose-red sunset decorates the whole Helen Palace brightly and magnificently, and the golden red light reflected by the large glass windows makes the whole house look as if it is wrapped in an auspicious light, which makes many people involuntarily look at the statue of the birth of the Son carved on the marble lintel in the middle of the house, as if they want to see what holy miracles happen from there.

The Helen Palace in Kotschach is not very large, but there are a lot of good things in it, and Alexander has reason to believe that some of them may not come from much innocence, but this has nothing to do with him, not to mention that compared to Gonzalona's simple robbery-like behavior, the palace minister is already very incorruptible.

After entering Rome as a victor, apart from being slightly frustrated by Alexander at the triumphal arch of Constantine, Gonzalo can be said to be infinitely beautiful for a while.

The blatant rebuke of Alexander VI not only made him famous, but also made the entire coalition army arrogant.

Under his command, the coalition forces roamed the city of Rome as if they were saviors, and even the entire eastern city of Rome became the territory of the coalition forces.

This made many Romans hate and fear this foreigner, and at the same time they had to admit that this man was indeed the savior who had saved them from French rule.

Gonzalo, who has vaguely become the emperor of Rome.

However, only Alexander knew that Gonzalo, who now seemed to have achieved fame, had not actually reached the pinnacle of his own life, and in a few years, this talented military strategist from the Castilian gangster aristocracy would create even more brilliant achievements, until in the future people would call him "The Great Gonzalo".

Helen's Palace was bustling with people, but when Alexander appeared, it seemed that people fell silent for a moment.

Alexander had already seen the palace ministers surrounded by a group of people, and from the clothes and demeanors of those people, he could tell that these people should not be those nobles who usually flattered and wanted to hug their thick legs, and it seemed that the topic they discussed was not easy.

The strangeness of his surroundings seemed to attract the attention of Kotschach, and he looked towards the door, and when he saw Alexander, the palace minister immediately broke away from the people surrounding him, and hurried to Alexander.

"I must say that it is very difficult to invite you, Count," said Kotschach deliberately in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "you seem to be busier than anyone in the city of Rome, and you must know how that sentence came about, Roman ......"

"Rome wasn't built in a day," Alexander smiled, and then he continued as he looked at the palace minister's newly smiling face, "but a murder must find the killer as soon as possible, and your army prevents my men from tracking down the culprit." ”

Kotschach's face sank slightly, he knew that Alexander was talking about what he seemed to have discovered that a masked man supposedly related to the murder of Giovanni had appeared in the east of Rome, but the Roman officials in charge of tracking down had been stopped by the coalition forces.

Speaking of which, that incident did have a very bad impact on the relationship between the coalition forces and Rome, in addition to making the Romans even more angry at the arrogance of the coalition forces, there was also a rumor that the murder might be planned by the coalition forces, which also boiled in the city of Rome for a while.

"I am indeed sorry for that," replied the palace minister, and then he looked at Alexander with interest, "but what makes me even more strange is your relationship with the Roman princess, tell me that you are now her lover?" ”

Alexander frowned slightly, he knew that the palace minister was not interested in his affair, but hinted that he should not offend a powerful opponent for the sake of the Borgia family.

Is the contradiction between the empire and the Vatican already so deep?

Alexander secretly pondered, but for a while he couldn't remember when the conflict between Emperor Maximian and Alexander VI really broke out, but as long as he thought about the strength of Caesar's desperate efforts for the French for two years, he guessed that the time for the two sides to tear their faces should not be too far away.

"Let's not talk about those unpleasant things, there are more important things waiting for us."

The palace minister was obviously a little impatient, he raised his hand and motioned for the people who had surrounded him to come over, and then first introduced Alexander to them, and then introduced them to Alexander one by one.

Emissaries from Denmark, emissaries from the Netherlands, ambassadors from Brandenburg and a priest sent by the Archbishop of Mainz.

These people gathered around Kotschach, faintly forming a small microcosm of a national alliance.

And the enemies of this alliance can actually be guessed with a little thought.

Alexander seems to have seen the beginnings of the Italian War, known as the Little World War, in which the nations and princes would form a new holy alliance for many years to come, and then engage in protracted wars against generations of French kings.

But now these countries are obviously not worried about Charles VIII, who is still licking his wounds at home, but the giant beast of the East who suddenly shows his sharp teeth.

The sudden outbreak of war between Poland and Moldova disrupted so much that the Emperor, who was not very nervous about the crisis coming from the East, should have been uneasy, at least.

"Tell us how you guessed that war would break out," Kotschach glared at Alexander, who at this time looked less like a dull-looking old man from the Austrian family of Gulay, but like an energetic fox, "Don't tell me that you know all this from the prophecy of a bohemian woman, I want to know how you know." ”

Looking at the same scrutinizing gaze of several people around him, Alexander secretly apologized to Nashan in his heart.

From the moment he decided to say the "prophecy", he had already figured out how to deal with the ensuing doubts.

Although this may seem a bit unkind, Alexander knew that there had to be some basis to make these people believe his words.

It's just that he never imagined that the "prophecy" would come true so soon, which made Alexander sigh at good luck and annoyed at the fact that he couldn't arrange it calmly.

"Actually, this news comes from the Prague court," Alexander looked at Kotschach helplessly, and then after a little deliberation, he said slowly, "You know, the current Queen of Bohemia is the cousin of King Frederick of Naples. ”

"Or maybe it's more appropriate for his aunt," corrected a man standing by, "Frederick's uncle married his mother, Aunt Sephona of Aragon, which you know must have originated from his second marriage......

"Well, it's his aunt and cousin," Alexander said with a little headache, following the man's words, "and as you said, the father of the Bohemian woman I know is the captain of the palace guard beside the queen, and the queen not only trusts him, but also ......" At this, Alexander paused slightly, then looked at the people around him and said slowly, "Very intimate." ”

As Alexander's words fell, the expressions on the faces of several people around him couldn't help but become strange.

But then, Kotschach seemed to think of something.

"Are you saying that Bohemia is also involved in this war?"

Gong Xiang's face has changed!

Kotschach's words made the people around him look different.

And Alexander looked at Kotschakh, who was already gloomy, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Things seem to be getting bigger and bigger." ”