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The vast plains, the endless greenery, connect to the wheat fields that loom in the distance under the rolling hills, and the country roads and canals that crisscross the villages on the slightly raised hills.

The moment Alexander saw this, he understood why so many people had been fighting for this land without victory, and why Frederick had taken great pains to wrest control of this land from the Cosentsas.

As the Cosentsa family who were hunters in Roman times, this status only gave them the nihilistic honor that has long been history, but as the guardians of the grain producing land of the Agri River Plain, the Cosenza family is enough to prove that their identity has extraordinary significance.

"How much land is there?"

Alexander asked softly, when they reached the summit, it happened to be dusk, and the sun that gradually turned into a rose-like gold shrouded the summit and the whole plain below in a warm golden yellow, this peaceful and quiet moment seemed to free this place from the noise of the world, as if at this moment this place had nothing to do with the chaos and strife that was going on in this world.

This tranquility also infected Alexander, so much so that his voice could not help but be lowered, as if he was afraid of disturbing this brief and unreal peace.

"I don't know," Zhisa shook her head indifferently, "maybe 100,000 or 150,000 Bonnier, maybe more." ”

Looking at the words that Josa said casually, Alexander could only be silent, he knew that these things were not important to Josha, she just needed to know how important this land was to the Kosencha family, as for how much land, how much food could be grown, and what could be planted, this was not something that a noble lady like her should care about.

Had these changes not happened, she would have been enjoying her good life in her home in Naples or Cosenza, like the other noble ladies, or in love with some equally young nobles, without riding a horse, or even carrying a sword that did not really work, and running through the fields and villages.

But even so, the number that Josha said still shocked Alexander a little.

He knew that Bonnier was a way of measuring land by the French, and he couldn't remember exactly how much a Bonnier was, but the guess of 100,000 or 150,000 Bonnier still gave Alexander a sense of its weight.

The key is how many of these plains and fertile land suitable for cultivation there are in the southern part of the Apennine Peninsula.

How can such a piece of land not be watched by countless people.

Walking down the hill, Alexander knew that there was still a long way to go, and he noticed the fluctuations in his mood, and when he looked at the fields below, the same excitement and waves burst out in his eyes.

"Frederick, your ambition is not small." Alexander muttered softly.

Although he did not know that the document signed by Kaisel had decided to marry Jossa and Frederick, Alexander sensed Frederick's ambition.

It didn't seem far away, but when it was already completely dark, they came to a slightly gentle terrace near the foot of the mountain.

When they came here, they could already see some fruit and strawberry fields planted everywhere, although they could not compare with the large fields in the distance, but when they walked into this continuous fruit garden, they still felt like they were walking into the ocean.

There were black fruit trees everywhere, and even the Bohemian cavalry on tall horses seemed to be swallowed up silently as soon as they stepped into the shadows among the fruit trees.

Although the night at the foot of the mountain was a little cloudy but not cold, Jisha couldn't help but hug her body slightly.

Sensing the vague uneasiness of Josha, Alexander walked side by side with her.

The horse was closer, and his legs couldn't help but rub against his calves, feeling the temperature coming, Alexander's heart couldn't help but stir slightly on this midsummer night.

As if sensing Alexander's strangeness, Josha's body stiffened slightly, and she turned her head to look at him, the light in Josha's eyes flickering slightly in the night.

"That bohemian daughter is your wife?"

Jossa asked, on the way she had heard why the Bohemians had suddenly sided with them, and when she heard that the gypsy's daughter was Alexander's wife, Jossa felt indescribably curious.

"It's strange a bohemian wife, and if there's anything else surprising about you, tell me. By the way, and what are you, the title given to you by the Sicilian? ”

"Lighthouse Keeper." Alexander said that when he said the title, he suddenly realized that he had been away from the island for less than two months.

But it seemed as if he had been away from Sicily for a long time, and even so long that he had almost forgotten many of the things he had experienced there.

"You're going to be a lighthouse keeper?" Josha looked at Alexander with a little amusement, "It's not an easy job, I don't think you're up to it." ”

Alexander nodded silently, he admitted that what Jisha said was right, the meaning of the lighthouse for the two Sicilies was too far-reaching, not to mention him, for many people, there are not many people who can deserve this title in the whole of Sicily.

"So, is your wife pretty?" Jisha asked again.

It was too quiet all around, except for the dull sound of horses' hooves stepping on the dirt as the team walked, only the humming of the summer cicadas, although she walked in the middle of the group, she still felt that talking could drive away the uneasiness caused by the late night and darkness.

"She's lovely."

Alexander could only reply that a girl who was only 12 years old was pretty, which made him feel like a bit of a jerk.

"Then she is ......" was about to continue asking, when she suddenly remembered that she had vaguely heard that Alexander's wife seemed to have disappeared, and she stopped at once.

"I'll find her."

Sensing the inquiring eyes of Josha, Alexander slightly urged his mount to overtake her and walk forward, the ripples that had been caused by the restlessness of summer were now gone, and the loneliness that had long been suppressed but floated made him suddenly lose interest in talking to Josha.

From behind, she looked at Alexander's back, which was about to disappear into the darkness, and after a little thought, she urged her horse to chase after her.

As soon as he was about to speak, a low crow suddenly sounded in front of her.

Alexander immediately put his finger to his lips to signal her not to speak, and at the same time there was already a whisper of the sentinel cavalry in front of him.

Bohemians are true warriors, and in these turbulent times warriors mean having to fight the enemy at all times.

These enemies may be old enemies for generations, or they may be friends who were still drinking yesterday.

Compared to the rest of Europe, Bohemia is not only more turbulent, but also more brutal.

So vigilance became a bohemian instinct, even on such a midsummer night that evokes infinite reverie.

The horse's hooves of the sentinel were wrapped in soft cloth, so they were discovered when they returned not far from the ranks.

There were two people at the outpost, and both of them had a large lump of things in front of their saddles, and it looked like two people.

"Captured prisoners." A bohemian slapped the man's ass across the saddle excitedly, and immediately there was a suppressed moan.

"Women?" Alexander asked strangely that he would be surprised to meet a woman in the middle of the night in such a wilderness.

"It's a little lover of trysts." The other sentry threw the captive, who was struggling but could only make the same "whin", off his horse, and looked at the man who had fallen to the ground but could not stand up because his hands and feet were tied, and the sentry chuckled under his breath, "They were hot, and we didn't see them when we got to them." ”

As she spoke, the woman had already been thrown off the horse, but her hands were tied, so she immediately struggled to her feet and tried to run to her lover, but was stopped by the sentry with his saber.

As the smooth, sharp blade pressed against her face, Alexander saw the terrified expression on the woman's face in the moonlight.

"That's enough." Alexander scolded in a low voice, even though this kind of thing is common in this era, he still doesn't want to appear in front of him.

"What's going on with these two people?" Jossa was unimpressed by the Bohemians' actions, but she was concerned about the origins of the two men: "How could they have a tryst in such a place?" ”

"Maybe there are villages nearby," Alexander looked into the distance, but unfortunately the dense orchards and the dark night made it impossible for him to see anything, "and ask them where they came from. ”

The woman, who had avoided the Bohemian saber and ran to her lover's side because of Alexander's stopping, suddenly raised her head, she first looked carefully, and then asked tremblingly: "Are you Miss Chessa, Miss Count Chessa of Cosenza?" ”

Ji Sha looked at this woman with some surprise, although she couldn't see clearly at night, but she was still sure that this woman should not be very old, maybe about the same as her.

It's just that although she had been to the Agri plain several times, she did not remember knowing this woman at all.

"It's me, who are you?"

"Oh, Miss Count, please save me, help us." The woman immediately knelt down in front of Josha's horse and pleaded, but her voice was not high, as if she knew that the men did not want to cause much noise, which surprised Alexander a little at the woman's cleverness.

"Miss, we are all from the previous village, you have been here before, I have seen you, and I was sent by the village chief to serve you in the farm, do you remember?"

Josha frowned and looked at the woman, she obviously didn't remember any of this, but she did come to the farm a few times before with Kaesel and the others, which made her a little impressed by the woman's words.

"What are you doing so far?" Ji Sha looked at the young woman in a coarse cloth skirt and looked like a typical country village girl and asked, but looking at the young man next to her, she understood, "You are from a nearby village?" ”

"Yes, Miss, I'm from the village, but he's not," said the young woman, looking at the young man, her eyes shining in the moonlight, "he's from Taranto, and he's here to collect the land tax." ”

"Taranto," a layer of coldness immediately appeared on Tsusha's originally slightly kind face, and she frowned as she looked at the young man, "When will the Taranto people be free to come to the land of Kosenza and collect the land tax?" ”

The young man seemed to have just woken up from his fright, he raised his head and looked at the Earl carefully, and when he saw her face in the moonlight, the young man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then bowed: "Greetings to you, Miss, I am the tax collector under the Count of Taranto, and I have been ordered to come here to collect the land tax for the Count for the next quarter of this year, but please don't get me wrong, I am not here to collect taxes on your land." ”

"So you're a spy?" Josha's face became even more ugly, "Maybe I should have someone cut off your head right now." ”

"He's just here to see my young lady, please forgive him." The young village girl hurriedly interceded for her lover, and she pulled the young man to ask him to apologize to Miss Count, while she knelt down in front of Tsusha's mount and hugged Tsusha's calf tightly, "Miss, please spare him for the sake of my service to you." ”

"This person." Alexander whispered.

"Are you going to be a good person again?" Josha glanced at Alexander, "As the tax collector of Taranto, he entered the land protected by my family, and this is a provocation. ”

"No, I'm not trying to stop you," Alexander whispered, "I am reminding you that this man does not seem to be an ordinary tax collector as he himself claims. ”

"What?" Tsusha looked at the man strangely.

"Tell me, why the tax collector of Taranto would rather roll on the ground than hide something," said Alexander, gesturing to the ground, "My soldiers, though rough, are polite to you, and you have cut the rope that bound you when you fell off your horse, and you still deliberately rolled on the ground several times, and I wonder that it was for this purpose." ”

Ressa looked in the direction Alexander was pointing, and saw that something seemed to shone faintly in the moonlight.

"What's that?"

The sentry immediately jumped off his horse and bent down to pick up the thing, and as his hand shook, the thing immediately shook with his movements.

"Soft, what is this?"

Ji Sha took the thing handed over by the soldier, twisted it slightly, and couldn't help but let out an unexpectedly soft "Huh".

"It's silk." Zhisa looked at Alexander in surprise.

"Is it silk?" Alexander asked a little strangely, he had thought that this man had deliberately rolled on the ground to make a mess of himself in order to hide some secret, but when he heard that it was silk, he could not help but feel a little disappointed.

But contrary to Alexander's disappointment, the eyes of the young man became curious.

"Who the hell are you, how can you have a silk handkerchief?" "Don't lie to me, I'm the daughter of Count Cosenza, and whoever it is, I have the right to deal with anyone who encroaches on my family's territory." ”

The young man stood there without saying a word, and the young woman looked at the man beside her in surprise because of Jisha's words.

After a while, the young man raised his head, he looked at Ji Sha's gaze, and then bowed slightly and said, "Please forgive me for hiding my identity, but this is only for convenience and not for any other purpose. ”

After saying that, he straightened up and said with a natural pride in his natural demeanor, "Mademoiselle, I am Elliot, the son of the Count of Taranto Hosen, and I am still your stepson. ”

As soon as the young man spoke, Zhisa was stunned, and Alexander nearly fell off his horse.

Since when did I have such a big nephew?