Chapter 66: The Court
Spring flowers bloom, everything grows.
On the other side of the ocean, tens of thousands of nomadic Meesta nobles on the Iberian Peninsula have been nomadic from the southernmost tip of the peninsula to the north, and more than two million Merino sheep are roaming and eating everything they can see.
The court knew that sheep would trample the fields and destroy the crops, but the nomadic nobles of the Meesta were the backbone of the Spanish tax - they had to be nomadic.
The architecture of the Madrid court is unique, and the city, which replaced Toledo as the capital in the 39th year of the reign of Emperor Jiazong of the Ming Dynasty, still exudes the rural atmosphere of a small place in every way, which led the artist to decorate every public building here with tall domes and intricate religious paintings.
The barber put the knife into the sheath, and King Philip slowly got up, the hair of the man in the mirror was very short, and the eyes were full of unwavering piety, and the thick dark circles under his eyes made this piety a little crazy.
Two chamberlains brushed the king's shirtless upper body with soft brushes, and then put on the black shirt painted with intricate patterns, and the king turned to look at the dignified court barber standing beside him, and spoke.
"Every morning, the range of washing my face is getting bigger and bigger, and I need a hat."
Philip easily accepted that he was balding on the top of his head, but he couldn't miss the portrait today, in which he needed to remain wise.
A black shirt with an intricate pattern is jacketed with a black jacket with an intricate pattern, and a black jacket with an intricate pattern is covered with a black cloak with an intricate pattern.
He also has a pair of white boots.
The portrait is a good thing, the portrait doesn't let people know that he's starting to go bald, and the portrait doesn't let people know that he's disabled.
After thanking the barber, 'May the Lord bless you,' Philip limped around the cloister with his courtiers, protected by the guards, toward the bedchambers.
He ignored the doctor who reminded him that he should go to a bloodletting.
According to the words of the Ming Dynasty doctors, the king's disease was called gout, and the medical books did not fully understand this disease, only knowing that it was blood stasis, phlegm and dampness, stored between the limbs, the meeting of muscles and bones, and the place of emptiness. Those who are burning, swollen and painful are more hot than damp, those who are heavy in the limbs are damp, and those who are seriously ill at night are stasis.
The general treatment methods are to clear the wind and dehumidify, nourish the blood and circulation, clear away heat and detoxify - the effect is slow, or can only relieve the symptoms.
In Europe, this disease is called 'the disease of not being able to walk', the cause is unknown, only eunuchs will not get it, women will only get it when they are very old, and nobles and kings often get it, so it is also called imperial disease.
There are countless treatments, including physical therapy and diet, which are relatively simple: roast a fat goose, fill it with minced cat, lard, incense, wax and rye flour, and let the patient eat it.
High purine, brother!
Physical therapy is much more complicated, bloodletting needs to look at the stars, season, climate and location, according to the urine to observe the color, concentration, smell and taste to decide which part, how much to put, knife cut or leech sucking.
In this way, starting from the burning of Antwerp in the Netherlands in the 29th year of the reign of Emperor Jiajing of Ming Shizong, the increase in tariffs but the impact on Spain's own finances, after experiencing huge internal pressure, uncontrolled eating habits and strange treatment methods, Philip's gout feet became swollen day by day, and he had grown tophi and was deformed and could not ride a horse.
But Philip, who is no longer young, is not afraid.
He had the most unwavering conviction, and just yesterday a recruiting officer from Portugal succeeded in taking mercenaries from Germany and Wallonia from Spain, and half a month ago, Spanish mercenaries also rushed to Portugal.
King Sebastião's preparations for war against the Moors were almost complete.
This was about the only good news of late, and Philip was happy to mention it to his courtiers, and he asked to the right and left, "What is the Moorish preparation?" ”
Philip really didn't stumble Portugal, not at all, all he did was not agree to Portugal's request to let the Spanish legions join the war, but not only did not oppose Portugal's recruitment of troops from his rule, but also gave great support.
Without his support, it would have been difficult for Portugal to recruit a large army capable of the southern crusade, and now more than 10,000 mercenaries are gathered in Lisbon, with more to come after months of preparation.
"Morocco has prepared a lot of Berber light cavalry, and according to the news sent back by the spies, the Ottomans intend to support their operations and will send reinforcements of two or three thousand men."
"In addition to this, infantry legions formed by mercenaries who defected from Europe to North Africa fought for the Moors, and Moroccan light cavalry made up of musketeers and spear-wielding cavalry, who were slightly poorly equipped but highly effective."
"However, Sebastião also had Berber cavalry, and Mutavaquil was convinced that the Portuguese would help him to take the throne, so he intended to join the Portuguese coalition, and they might flank him in battle."
"Pro-conquest, hehe, the Ming pirates blocked the Arabian Sea to create an opportunity for Portugal to withdraw from the East Indies."
Philip, who had a big chin, smiled, limped but happily shook forward, and said, "Netherlands, France, regardless of them, how many troops can we mobilize?" Must be a well-known Spanish veteran in Europe. ”
This condition is too difficult, regardless of the Netherlands? The Dutch aristocracy rebelled against Spain in the north and south, sea beggars swept the Spanish fleets in the Mediterranean, and forest beggars attacked their armies on land.
Regardless of France? The Protestants grew stronger, and it would not be long before they became united with the Netherlands, especially now that French and German armies were marching into the Netherlands, things were becoming more and more complicated.
Where is there no need for garrisons?
"Maybe we can form a legion of 10,000 veterans?"
The smile on Philip's face froze as he shook his head, and his steps stopped, and he turned his head and said, "Ten thousand? No, I need 20,000 soldiers who will be able to attack Lisbon in a week today, and if Portugal loses this war, I will declare my succession to the King of Portugal. ”
"Is the land of Seville ready?"
Philip's mind suddenly ran into the Ming Dynasty, and despite the fact that it was separated by the whole ocean, the delay of the Ming people in taking over the leased land in eastern Seville made him feel bad.
"We must warn everyone not to try to get their hands on the leased land in eastern Seville - our trade with the Ming continues, and whether they come to receive the land or not, we must not give the Ming any more excuse for war."
"Summons the Duke of Alva, he should be back in the army after Sebastion's expedition."
At this moment, a letter was delivered to Philip through the hands of more than a dozen people, and the messenger whispered: "Your Royal Highness, urgent letter from Almansa, Viceroy of New Spain!" ”