Uliu's words hit Alexander hard!

Although he had known that Caesar's whereabouts would be discovered sooner or later, he did not expect the Pope to find Caesar and rescue him so quickly.

Even Alexander himself did not know where Count Mordillo had imprisoned Caesar, which gave him a new appreciation for the power of Alexander VI.

It has long been believed that the Borgia are only relying on intrigue to maintain their position, but it is often forgotten that if they do not have real strength, even if they use intrigues, they can sometimes be severely attacked by their opponents.

Even if necessary, the enemy could abandon all scruples and use the most direct and useful means to overthrow Alexander VI by violence.

After all, it is not in the history of the Vatican that there have been popes who have been violently overthrown, and as for the number of popes who have been assassinated, there are not a few.

But Alexander VI has been sitting firmly on the papal throne to call for wind and rain, even if people hate him deeply and are angry, but the Borgia family has always stood tall in Rome when Alexander VI was alive, and even after Alexander VI killed himself by accident a few years later, the Borgia family was not eliminated by the enemies who hated him.

Careless, really negligent.

Alexander secretly blamed himself in his heart, this period of time had gone too smoothly for him to become a little fluttering, and he even had the illusion that he was manipulating the fate of everyone, a kind of arrogant expression because he had not encountered setbacks, in his eyes, whether it was the Pope of the Vatican or the Emperor of Vienna, or the King of Paris and the richest man in Europe, these people were spinning and dancing with the baton, and he was the one who took the baton to compose a magnificent music of the Renaissance.

Now that Caesar's sudden flight had shattered Alexander's self-absorption, he knew that once Caesar returned to Rome, all his dependencies would be completely gone.

It was clear that the father and son would never care if the child in Lucrezia's womb was born with a father or not, and history has proven many times that they did this kind of thing.

As if noticing Alexander's strange expression, Konstantin walked over.

Although he didn't like Alexander, he also knew that the bond between the Rovere family and Alexander had become deeper and deeper, at least during this time he had seen the great power of the Free Trade Alliance, and even Konstantin, who had little interest in doing business, knew that the Rovere family was able to make much more money in this short period of time than before, all because of Barondi's fiancé.

"What's going on," Konstantin asked in a low voice, "tell me if you can tell me." ”

Looking at Konstantin, Alexander's eyes moved, and with a little hesitation he decided to tell Konstantin the truth.

"Caesar escaped from the Count of Mordillo and may now be on his way to Rome."

Konstantin's face froze, and he began to look like he had misheard, and then an incomprehensible "oh" came out of his mouth.

"You'll have to run away, right," Constantin seemed to suddenly understand, and he looked at Scoladay, who was looking at him not far away, "I don't think there will be any danger if you get out of town now, I'll tell Barondy about you, maybe she can take care of your business here, and you should hurry back to Montina now, right?" ”

Alexander looked at his brother-in-law in front of him with some surprise, and then he somewhat understood Konstantin's mind at this time.

Obviously, even people who are obsessed with chivalry can be fooled by money, or they can not be fooled before, just because there is not enough money.

Constantine was clearly motivated by the idea that the Rovere family would take the opportunity to take over the business in Rome from him, and although the means were too simple and straightforward, his actions proved one of Alexander's inferences.

Now everyone has been more or less involved in his free trade alliance for various reasons.

Naples, Taranto, some ports in Sicily, Rome, Pisa, Genoa, and even the city-states of the unruly German princes in the heart of Europe, all of them were more or less tied to him because of the establishment of the Free Trade Alliance.

Do the Fuggers want to get back the huge investment they have invested, do the Genoese want to make more profits than before, and the nobility of Rome and the Holy See of the Vatican, are everyone ready to continue to profit from his free trade alliance?

As for Kotschach and Gonzalo, who has now returned to Iberia, although they seem to have only been given the opportunity to do perfume business with him, they should know better than anyone else that his dealings with them have long gone beyond the cooperation of ordinary merchants.

As for the lowland merchants represented by Grognin, both the Dutch and his companions in the Hanseatic League, they knew very well that after almost completely offending the ruling Philip of the Netherlands, they would have to have his support and good offices if they were to continue to gain a foothold in the Netherlands, and even take advantage of the opportunity to contend with the battered Amsterdam.

Before he knew it, Alexander had woven a tight and fine net for himself, which seemed to help him only financially, but which undoubtedly provided him with a layer of protection.

Even if you think about it, even the Pope himself is a key part of this big net.

The credit guarantee provided for the Tiego exchange made the Vatican an important part of the free trade alliance, but everyone knows that the premise of this guarantee is the result of Alexander connecting everyone.

The colossal Fugger, the Netherlands, with its incredible potential, and Frankfurt, which could become a transit point for goods throughout the heart of Europe, all started with Rome.

The one who connected these people to things, and who made them feel trusted, was Alexander. And not the current master of Rome.

It's hard to imagine how everyone would have reacted if the Pope himself had proposed such an indecently reliable way of trading, and probably no one would have been willing to give money to this greedy man who had gone crazy except that Alexander VI had taken everyone for fools.

Alexander VI may have watched the staggering riches that could come from trading, or tried to get revenge for imprisoning Caesar, but if the pope was clever enough, he should have known the consequences of doing so.

No one wants to trust a perfidious person, especially when his surname is Borgia.

Thinking of this, Alexander took a deep breath first, and then smiled at Konstantin with an expectant expression: "I think you can go back now and tell the cardinal and Barente the news." ”

"What about you?" Konstantin looked at Alexander, who didn't seem to be panicking.

"Me?" Alexander asked an interesting rhetorical question, "I have to go to the exchange now, and it is said that there is an important customer who wants to do business with the exchange, and Thiegor is obviously a little unsure about this." ”

"But ......"

"Tell your father and sister," ordered Alexander again, believing that old Rovere and Barentine would see the situation better than Constantine, and that perhaps they would teach him a good lesson after listening to Constantine's so-called advice.

Alexander glanced at his brother-in-law maliciously, and then walked over to Scolade, who had been standing far away.

"Captain, I have to admit that you have impressed me," Alexander nodded in acknowledgment, "but because of this we must all know better how important these infantry will be in my future army," seeing Scoladay nodding in agreement, Alexander continued, "So I want you to leave for Livorno now, where my army is now stationed, you can talk to my marching captain Oflaiil, once your army is fully recruited, We're going to have some training that you may not have experienced before, and I hope that your Genoese will be of service to me as soon as possible. ”

Scolat bowed slightly, his eyes flashing with interest, as if excited about the upcoming challenge.

Although he was confident that the Pope would not take any drastic measures against him, when he went out, Alexander still brought more guards than usual, and he had already told the away from him to inform him as soon as possible, so that she could return to Marino Palace as soon as possible.

Every year during Lent, churches around the world will continue to carry out this kind of charity activity aimed at helping the poor, and the nobles or rich people will donate some things that they do not usually use to the church's charity hall, or directly donate some money to buy food for those who suffer in the winter.

It's just that this kind of charity prayer has gradually degenerated into a performance for the aristocracy and the rich to earn a good name.

When she was in Naples, she had attended this annual charity prayer with her mother, but the Lent prayer in Rome was apparently much larger than in Naples.

She didn't bring anything useless, the only thing she had with her was money.

The brother and sister of the Count of Montina were rich, which is already known to everyone in the city of Rome today.

She stood on a small terrace next to the plaza that was slightly higher than the rest, looking at the bustling crowd below.

The snow in the square had turned countless pairs of feet into large expanses of slush, and everywhere there was black mud that turned up when one foot stepped on it, and people's boots and skirts were rubbed with dirty marks, and some people were huddled together, pushing and cursing at each other.

A maid was very careful to lift the hem of the skirt with a few mud spots for the Earl, it is said that this skirt was specially designed by the Earl for the young lady, looking at the skirt with a rather unique style, the maid looked at the skirt a little strangely.

The maid didn't quite understand how the young lady could agree to go out in such a dress.

This is because this dress, which looks like a skirt, is actually a pair of pants.

The wide skirt embellished with countless lace and various trims is actually connected by several ribbons that look like ornaments in the middle, and once needed, as long as the ribbon is unbuttoned, the whole skirt will become pants composed of two huge trouser legs, this design made the tailor who made the clothes stunned for a long time, and after repeatedly getting the count to confirm that there was indeed no mistake, the tailor began to cut this dress he had never seen before.

"There are poor people everywhere," said a noble lady in a slightly affectionate tone, "Miss Count, you are a merciful man, and I have heard that you have given a lot of money to these poor people, and I am sorry that I may be ruining your pleasure, and the poor are poor because of God's arrangement, just as God has given us the status of nobility and sent us kings, so even if you give them money, these poor people are not destined to be happy, but may bring them trouble." ”

She looked at the noblewoman, and she recognized that the woman seemed to be the wife of a certain papal minister, but this woman should not be of high status, because she had no impression of her.

"You're right, ma'am, it is indeed God's arrangement for the poor to be poor, and I just want more poor people to know who can make their lives better."

After saying that, Ji Sha no longer paid attention to the woman next to her, lifted her skirt and carefully walked down the steps next to the terrace.

"What are you going to do, miss, do you want to go among them," the maid was a little alarmed, she was very worried that the young lady might be hurt, looking at the crowd of people who were dirty, looking indifferent or irritable, the maid followed with fear, and then looked anxiously looking for the guards brought by Jisha.

Fortunately, she soon saw several scrutiny guards in conspicuous clothes rushing towards them.

"Don't have a family, don't be weak, don't look too shrewd," Josha muttered softly, as Alexander had commanded her before coming here,

"It seems like a bunch of stupid people who don't care as long as they can work." In the end, Jisha himself came to such a conclusion.

Tsusha walked up to some of the men and looked at them, all of them dirty, two without hats, with large hairs stuck together, as if there were dirty tiles hanging from their heads.

However, these people looked very strong, and when they saw Jisha walking towards them, they stopped and looked at Jisha who was slowly approaching with strange eyes.

She was tall and tall, and she was proud of that, so that she could look down on the other women.

However, these people were obviously very burly, and there was no advantage for Jisha to stand in front of them, and even seemed to arouse the interest of a few of them.

"Honorable young lady, do you have any instructions for coming here?" A man spoke first, his eyes resting on Tsusha, his eyes teasing.

"Don't be too shrewd." Jisha muttered to herself, her eyes on the other people next to her.

"Why, miss, don't you like me, or do you like to be more ......"

The man took a step forward and was about to say something, but one of the hunters had already rushed forward and slammed the man's stomach with the sturdy hilt of his sword, and as the man screamed and bent to his knees, the hunter raised his scabbard and slashed at his neck!

The man screamed and fell, his face stuck in the mud, and as he tried to lift his head, a gloved hand grabbed him by the hair and pressed his head into the dirty mud again.

"I'm looking for workers, skilled and obedient workers," Jisha didn't look at the struggling men on the ground in front of her, but just swept over the faces of the men who looked uneasy, "I will pay you well enough, but you must obey orders to sign a contract, otherwise you will be fined ten times." ”

"Miss, what are you going to make us do," a man asked hesitantly, "we are not sailors, and we don't want to fight for our lives." ”

Listening to the man's slightly uneasy words, the corners of the man's mouth curled slightly.

"I can rest assured that you will work for me in the fields, and I can assure you that you will have nothing to worry about except for what may be hard work, and that you will be paid much more than anywhere else."

The people around looked at Ji Sha in astonishment, and it could be seen from their eyes that they didn't understand what such a young and beautiful aristocratic lady was doing when recruiting a large number of workers.

Because of suspicion, no one was willing to stand up and respond for a while.

The beautiful golden eyebrows of Ji Sha furrowed slightly.

Although she has always shown more dazzling achievements than men, no one seems to know her value, and even Tiego sometimes compares her talent to a "gift from God".

Only Alexander, who sees everything she does as the fruit of her wisdom.

"Bring it." Ji Sha waved her hand slightly to the entourage that followed.

One of the attendants carried a heavy wooden box to the men and placed it on the ground, then opened the lid and kicked it over.

With a "bang", a pile of glittering gold coins spilled out of the box and fell into the mud.

There was a whisper all around.

"You can get paid for signing a contract," Tsusha looked at the men, "I know you can get some food from the Shan Tang now, but how did you survive the rest of the winter, and I believe you still have your family, do you want them to starve with you?" ”

Whispers began to emerge among the people, and the gold coins on the ground and the words of the Shosha made their hearts moved.

"Miss, I can work, but I don't know anything but farming." A man said tentatively.

"That's good, count you in," Jisha nodded, and she motioned for her attendant to pick up a gold coin from the ground and stuff it into the man's hand, "You're the first, so I'll reward you with a gold coin alone." ”

Looking at the mud-stained gold coin in the man's hand, people's eyes became hot, and they first discussed each other with their eyes, and then someone followed.

More and more people came to her side, and she waved her hand to signal the people who came with her to take over her work, and then she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked carefully on the snow towards the road.

A priest arrived, first making a cross, and then walking slowly along the road with her after making a gesture of invitation.

"I really don't know how to pay tribute to your kindness, Mademoiselle," said the priest with a little emotion, "we all know that if there are too many of these poor people, it will become a disaster for the city of Rome, and every year a large number of beggars and refugees enter the city, especially since some of them come from other places, and it would be too much trouble to keep them in the city, and it is an admirable move that you are willing to arrange for them now." ”

"I'm just doing a little bit for His Holiness the Pope in place of my brother," said Jossa in a dismissive tone, "after all, he's in the service of His Holiness the Pope." ”

The priest whispered in a strange voice, and although everyone knew that the relationship between the pope and Alexander was too complicated to explain, it was still unspeakably funny to hear Jossa say that his brother was serving the pope.

Fortunately, he didn't come here to inquire about these things in the first place.

"Mademoiselle Countess, I must warn you that many of these people are foreigners, and we do not know if they are honest in their own homeland," said the priest, who deliberately kept his voice low, "especially as we found that some of them were from Florence, and of course you know that that part of Florence is now ruled by Savonarola. ”

Listening to the pastor's words, Jisha suddenly became a little interested in the origin of these refugees.

"Are any of them from Florence?" Of course, Jossa will not forget the promise Alexander once made to her.

"That's a lot," the priest pouted slightly, "you know, things are said to be bad in Florence right now, and a lot of Florentines have started to leave the city. ”

The priest was still rambling on and on, and Jossa was no longer interested in what he was saying, and she whispered to one of the guards to go among the refugees and select a few more Florentines, whom she believed Alexander would be interested in.

"Please rest assured, honorable priest, I can assure you that these people will work for us honestly," Jisha couldn't help but look in the direction of the exchange as she said this, "I believe that my brother's arrangement for them will not go wrong." ”

While Josa was picking and recruiting satisfactory workers at Rome's "Refugee Human Resources Market," Alexandria was receiving an unusually distinguished guest at the Tiego Exchange.

As the guest placed a thick stack of linen papers on the table, Alexander glanced at Tiergo, who looked a little excited and nervous next to him.

At this time, he also understood why Tiego, who had seen the wind and waves, was so unbreathable, after all, a business that might involve a million dinars really needed to be cautious.

"Looks like you've decided to talk to our exchange about this deal, so dear Vizier, is there anything I can do for you?"

Alexander asked with a smile at Ashulk, who was sitting across from him.