She didn't know why Alexander had suddenly written such a letter to her, but she knew the surnames Medici and Fogel.

Or maybe there are too few people who don't know these two surnames.

Florence was once the ruler and patron of many monarchs, and these two families represented an unimaginably large amount of influence and power in addition to money.

It is hard to imagine how much wealth the Medici family had, and it is hard to imagine how many monarchs the Fogel family could make to bow down to them, and even the so-called supreme pope and holy Roman emperor had to visit and curry favor with the two families again and again in order to solve their financial problems, which were always dwarfed.

If the Medici family is a model for establishing rule with money, then Fogel is the culprit who enslaves power with money.

But now Alexander suddenly used these two families as examples in his letter to emphasize the importance of his plan, and he immediately realized that if Alexander himself was crazy, he had a plan that could make people crazy.

She immediately replied to Alexander's letter, and asked the people around her to prepare all kinds of materials for her, and the first thing she needed to determine was how much money she could collect, as Alexander said.

Zhisa knew that she and Alexander had a lot of money, but there was no specific amount of money, or how much money they could actually use.

This gave Ji Sha a plan to take the opportunity to completely take stock of her property.

But before that, she decided to find a way to raise money, as Alexander had instructed, and the first thing she did was to know who she could turn to.

The first figure that flashed in her mind was the Ashulk, the wealth of the Ottoman not only impressed her, but more importantly, as a close confidant of the Ottoman Sultan, his money first became a guarantee of some kind of connection with the Ottoman Empire.

But this was just a thought, and then it was pressed down by Jisha.

It's not that she doesn't want to borrow money from Ashulk, but she knows very well that the Ottoman money is not easy to take.

So who else?

Picking up Alexander's letter and reading it carefully, she needed to know how big Alexander's plan really was, or what he called "doing his best", and how much it would cost.

"My sister, I can't describe to you in detail what I think here, but you can let your mind guess as wild, or I suggest you climb one of the tallest buildings you have ever seen, and stand on it and look down on everything you can see. And then tell yourself 'it's all mine,' and maybe that's the only way to make you understand how huge the things I want you to know are. ”

She didn't know what kind of mood Alexander was in when he wrote this kind of content, so she couldn't help but take out a bundle of tightly tied letters from the box she had been carrying with her, which had been written to her by Alexander before.

Zhisa did not suspect that the letter was forged, because she could recognize Alexander's handwriting, and she had experienced all kinds of secret notes that only two people knew, but because she knew that it was Alexander's handwriting, she had to compare it with the other letters from before.

Then he finally determined that Alexander would write something like this, and there must have been something big that made him decide to take a gamble.

And then it was whether, as Alexander had said, they should devote their property to what seemed like an extraordinarily huge adventure.

Jisha could feel that Alexander was taking a risk, at least doing something that perhaps others would never dare to do, so what made Alexander, who had been building his own business empire unhurriedly in Jisha's opinion, so desperate?

She sat cross-legged on the bed, looking down at the chronological array of letters, trying to find something in them that would not be convenient for Alexander to say in order to prevent leakage.

One letter after another was pondered and scrutinized, and from time to time it was necessary to extract some of the things that had been temporarily incomprehensible before, but which had become clear over time.

Jossa forgot about the time she had worked hard, and gradually she felt as if she had found the vein of something that Alexander had not articulated.

Just looking at these things that came out, Jisha felt a little incredible.

"My God, it does take a lot of money," said Josha, staring blankly at the mess of letters on the bed, "and if it were really made by Medici or the Fogels, they might not have dared to take the risk." ”

Josha picked up Alexander's letter again.

"Please don't ask any questions, I'm the time I need your trust in me now......"

Looking at the words on the letter, Ji Sha couldn't help but show hesitation in her eyes.

"You make me trust you, but do you know what a threat you are doing," said to herself, "that you have the idea of attacking those Mediterranean ports at such a time, do you know that it is more dangerous to do so than to accept the Ottoman's terms?" ”

Jossa looked out the window, but instead of the bustle of Rome in early summer, she saw the whole Mediterranean Sea where a great storm was brewing.

It was at this time that Lucrezia came.

Lucrezia was now a regular visitor to the Marino Palace, and since the last time they had met at the banquet, the unusually warm attitude shown to her by Sister Jossa had won Lucrezia's favor, and she thought it was because of Alexander, but she was soon surprised to find that the Countess of Cosenza herself had made her feel more in love.

Lucrezia's healthier and more energetic appearance than the other girls was so fresh to Lucrezia, and Lucrezia was fascinated by the costumes that she often wore that looked very different from the noblewomen of Rome.

She first tried to make a few of her clothes again and again, and then simply begged her to give her tailor to herself, and then Lucrezia began to put on and take off all day in the Potico Palace, taking off and trying on those luxurious dresses that looked completely different from her usual clothes.

Soon even Julia Farne became intrigued, and looking at the extravagant dresses that were so special that they felt that they couldn't handle their previous clothes, Julia Farne almost forgot that the young girl named Jossa was Alexander's sister.

Julia Farne's revenge against Alexander's brother has not been forgotten, but as her identity changes, the originally insignificant Gombray has gradually become a figure that she cannot easily attack.

What made her even more difficult to accept was that so many things had happened between Lucrezia and Alexander, and when she heard that her best friend would actually have a crush on that Cambrai, Julia Farner was not only surprised, but also hated Alexander.

Lucrezia couldn't care so much anymore, the sudden stormy love made her feel suffocated and excited, and the separation after a short reunion made her immediately taste the pain of lovesickness between lovers, which made her feel like she couldn't be at peace.

This also made her attach more importance to her relationship with Josha, and even she saw this current affection with Alexander's sister as compensation for her hard love.

Lucrezia excitedly walked through the hall and up to the second floor, breaking into Josa's room without even waiting for the maid's announcement.

Seeing Lucrezia, Tsusa's first reaction was to put away the letters.

It's just that maybe she sat for too long, and as soon as she moved slightly, she felt a pinprick pain in her legs, and then fell to the side with an exclamation.

Lucrezia immediately screamed and rushed over, and she opened her arms like a mother bird protecting a fledgling to take Josha in her arms, and then called out to the maid as she tried to lift her up.

But her strength was obviously not strong enough, so the two of them involuntarily fell to the ground at the same time, and if it weren't for the maid's clever and quick running over to help them steady, the two of them might have to roll on the thick carpet.

After a bit of scrambling, Tsusha and Lucrezia lay limply on the bed looking over their heads, and beneath them was a mess of letters.

"You should let the maid inform you next time," said Tsusha looking at the ceiling above her head with a slight dissatisfaction, although there is a carpet, it should still hurt to think about it, "And shouldn't you be in the Potico Palace at this time, I heard that you have a lot to learn now." ”

"But I can't wait," Lucrezia excitedly rolled over and leaned over to Josha's side, "I've tried all those dresses, but he said he wouldn't let your tailor make new ones, and he said that all those dresses were actually your idea, so I'll hurry to meet you." ”

"Oh, those dresses," Josha looked up slightly at a closet door in the corner of the room, "those dresses were actually designed by Alexander, and I was only responsible for making and wearing them." ”

"God, why didn't I know earlier," Lucrezia stared at her 'sister-in-law' in amazement, "If I had known that this was the case, I should have asked him to make a lot of clothes for me in Pisa." ”

"You were still his captive back then," Josa deliberately said that the captive was a bit heavy, but seeing that Lucrezia didn't care at all, Josa couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, "Or you can wait for him to return to Rome and ask him yourself." ”

Lucrezia's eyes darkened a little, and she lay back on the bed and stared overhead.

"My father, I mean the Pope, has decided to let me marry that Billy Shelli Alfonso, and Caesar went to Naples for this," Speaking of this, Lucrezia suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Josa, "You must have seen that Alfonso, what is he like?" ”

"Yes," Qi Sha smiled slightly, "Xia Sang's brother is a beautiful man." ”

"Oh," Lucrezia seemed interested, and she leaned down beside Josa again, asking, "Tell me what kind of man he is, and how he compares to Alexander." ”

Jisha frowned secretly, somehow she didn't want to compare other people to Alexander, even if this person was a duke somewhere, or even a king.

"Young, handsome, brave and gentle, if you wish to find in him all the virtues of a knight, Duke Billy Shelly will not disappoint you."

Josa smiled at Lucrezia, and she noticed the glimmer of longing in Lucrezia's eyes, which made Josa even more sure of her judgment when she first entered Rome and heard about the rumors between the two.

An impulsive and fickle young woman who is completely spoiled and has nothing but beauty.

This was Lucrezia in the eyes of Josa, and because of this, she never regarded the Pope's daughter as her rival and enemy.

As for Barondi, she felt that she should be more careful.

Lucrezia was stunned and moved to Josa's side, and then she was surprised to see the words "My dear sister......" appeared on a letter that happened to be opened.

"This is Alexander's letter?" Lucrezia seemed to come to her senses at once, and she picked up another one before she could react, and when she saw the same title of "my dear sister" on it, Lucrezia's face was full of surprise.

"Alexander has written you so many letters," said Lucrezia curiously, "and your relationship is better than I thought." ”

"Maybe, but it's just something he told me to do."

Jossa hastened to sort through the already messy letters, which she knew were somewhat odd, and she secretly prayed to Lucrezia not to see the words in some of them that were not suitable for the siblings.

But Lucrezia let out another exclamation, which made Tsusha's heart skip a beat, and she even felt that the work of this little time was even more nervous than the night she was assassinated in Taranto.

"This is the letter he just came, and this is what he wrote to you?" Lucrezia suddenly said angrily, "He never wrote me a letter, and perhaps he forgot about me a long time ago." ”

"Or maybe he wrote it, but you can't get it."

As soon as she thought about it, she could guess how Alexander VI could have allowed his daughter to continue associating with a small country nobleman.

Speaking of which, when he heard that Alexander had kidnapped Lucrezia, the only thing he could think of was to send someone to find Alexander, and tell him to quickly take a boat to the sea and run away, even if it was to Asia or the legendary Indies that had just been discovered.

"Perhaps, no, it must be so," Lucrezia nodded at once, and then her face hardened, "It must have been my father who forbade his messenger to see me, or even that he had ordered those men to be killed, and then to burn all the letters he had written to me." ”

Sadness appeared on Lucrezia's face, her eyes blurred and moistened, and in a moment large tears rolled down her long eyelashes and down her smooth cheeks.

Tsusha looked at Lucrezia in amazement, she suddenly felt a little despicable, and she could casually deceive such an innocent girl, even though this girl was about the same age as her.

"Does he love me, right, maybe he's in as much pain as I am now," Lucrezia asked, pulling her hand, "tell me if he mentioned me in his letter to you, and if he resented me for not writing to him?" Actually, what I wrote, I couldn't send it out at all. God, I didn't think that I should have let you send him instead, Alexander must have been resentful of me for forgetting him. ”

Lucrezia began to feel uneasy, and she hurried out of bed to the floor, ran to the writing table, and began to write, reading softly to herself as she wrote.

"Honey, please forgive me, I was so stupid that I forgot that your sister could convey it to me for me......"

Looking at Lucrezia who hurriedly wrote the letter, Jisha shook her head helplessly, she could guess that the Duke of Billyselli had already been forgotten by Lucrezia, at least for the time being.

Lucrezia, who was writing a letter, suddenly raised her head and looked at Jisha with a slightly hesitant expression: "I saw that Alexander seemed to mention any money in that letter just now, is he very short of money now?" ”

"It's lacking."

Speaking of this, Ji Sha couldn't help but have a little headache

New free trade zones, new signed treaties, Genoa, Pisa, Naples, Palermo, Taranto and even Venice!

Just thinking about the harbors that stretched along the coastline made Zosha feel an indescribable excitement, and she had no doubt at all what a wonderful prospect awaited them if they followed the picture that Alexander had painted, step by step.

But all this is still only a prospect after all.

All the plans, all the things will take time to come to fruition, and even now that they have begun to accumulate a lot of wealth, it is still a headache to meet the money that Alexander demanded.

"Perhaps, I can help him," Lucrezia said a little nervously, and then, as if afraid that Tsusha would misunderstand, she hastened to say, "I didn't help him because I was pitiful, and the money had to be repaid." ”

"We need a lot of money."

Resa reluctantly said that she could imagine that Lucrezia was probably taking out her own personal money, but even if she was the Pope's favorite daughter, what could her little money do.

"I'm talking about a lot of money," Lucrezia nodded affirmatively, and then smiled at the puzzled Josa, "Did you know that there are many emissaries sent by countries in the Carolingian Palace, and they are said to always find a lot of ways to make money, if you want, I can introduce them to you, I think those people's money should be enough." ”

Jossa opened her mouth slightly, of course she knew about the Carolingian Palace in the Vatican, which Alexander had told her in his letters, and he had not tired of mentioning it more than once.

Alexander even gave the palace a very special name - the "Papal Exchange".

Josha's eyes slowly lit up, and it was only then that she was vaguely aware of the purpose of Alexander's repeated references to the palace in his previous letters.

"God ......"

Tsusha felt the urge to grab her hair.

Could it be that from that time on, Alexander was brewing this plan that seemed to be terrifying?!

She felt her scalp tingle a little, and she told herself that she might go crazy if she thought about it any longer.

And she soon realizes that maybe it's not that simple.

"However, it is not easy to get money from those people," Jisha frowned slightly, "and it should require a strong and reliable guarantee. ”

"Yes, I need a guarantee," Lucrezia said with a little reserve to make her sitting more solemn, "so I said I can help you, and I am the Pope's daughter." ”

Josha's eyes looked straight at Lucrezia, and the next second she suddenly smiled slightly: "I think we can ask that tailor to make you a few more new clothes, I mean I'll write to my brother to design the best clothes for you, uh, sister-in-law." ”