Hands-on? Hit someone!

Everyone looked at Alfonso, who had fallen after being knocked unconscious by the hilt of a sword, with a look of disbelief.

In the minds of everyone, shouldn't this kind of public declaration of the right to claim be fought on the basis of reason, first going back to "ancient times" from its own legal theory, and then proving its undoubted right to a certain matter through all kinds of "irrefutable"?

As for the problems that cannot be solved by wasting saliva, whether it is rumor-mongering, poisoning and assassination, and finally openly tearing their faces and solving problems with war, until all this is done, both sides have maintained their own demeanor and dignity, and even when you are already dead and alive, shouldn't you also follow the decency of being a nobleman?

But this Count Montina came up directly and knocked the other party unconscious, looking at Alfonso who fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, and for a while people didn't even understand what was happening.

"This man is trying to usurp the throne," as if to explain his actions, Alexander shook his head slightly, but the look on his face made the people next to him feel a sense of unreasonableness without a hint of explanation, and then he asked the people around him, "Then give the throne, do any of you think that Duke Billy Shelly is right?" ”

People's eyes instantly dodged, they knew very well who was in charge of Naples today, although they were all relatives of the Neapolitan royal family, and they did have the right to speak on the succession to the throne, but they would not do this stupid thing to stand up and express their support for Alfonso when it had nothing to do with themselves.

"That is, then, everyone agrees that Prince Alfred should succeed to the throne of Naples." Alexander looked at the crowd again, and seeing that some immediately nodded and others seemed to remain silent, Alexander turned to look at the archbishop.

The archbishop, who was holding the crown in both hands, immediately noticed the meaning in Alexander's eyes, but although he did approve of Alfred's succession in his heart, but looking at Frederick, who was still unconscious on the ground and had cold bones on the bed, the archbishop was a little at a loss for a while.

"Archbishop, my husband should be succeeded to the throne immediately, and at such times I think that only an immediate coronation would prove that my husband, Alfred I, has a fully legitimate position in the succession to the throne of Naples." Tsusha suddenly spoke, and her words made everyone in the room stunned, and they looked at Tsusha in disbelief.

Although Josa showed unusually mature means after replacing Alfred in power, in the eyes of these Neapolitan nobles, she is still only temporarily replacing Alfred, although some people are still apprehensive about the influence that Josa is gradually showing on Naples, but these royal nobles still stubbornly believe that as a princess, she still has to be more attached to her husband in order to enjoy the current power and glory.

But now, as a princess, Jisha directly made such a direct request to the archbishop, and from the archbishop's hesitant but not surprised look, these relatives and nobles saw the influence of the young princess.

Clearly, even the archbishop was hesitant about her suggestion, not unhappy with her move.

When did this girl have so much influence and power?

The expressions of everyone in the room became strange, and they looked at Jisha with uncertainty and suspicion in their eyes and eyes.

The archbishop glanced at Jisha again, and when he met Jisha's eyes, his gaze paused and then nodded: "This is a difficult time, and having a king at this time is the best way to enable the kingdom to overcome the crisis. ”

Listening to the archbishop's undoubtedly approving attitude, the relatives and nobles looked at each other, their eyes swept over the archbishop, who was silent after speaking, Alfred, who looked a little dazed and didn't seem to know what he was doing, and Zhensha, who was paying attention to them with an expressionless face, and finally their eyes fell on Alfonso, who was lying on the ground and had not yet woken up, and then they chose to accept.

Looking at the relatives who had bent down and bowed to Alfred, Josha turned around and took Alfred's hand and knelt down, then put his hand to his lips and kissed: "Noble, Your Majesty King Alfred I of Sicily, blessed by God, long live." ”

Alfred looked at Jisha with a complicated expression, at this moment his spirit seemed to be a little clear, he originally wanted to say something, but looking at the scene in front of him, he knew that it was not the time, so he could only stretch out his hand and gently pull Jisha up, looking at Jisha who was looking at him with eye contact, Alfred thought for a while and just said: "You are my wife, so this crown belongs to the two of us." ”

Listening to Alfred's words, the people in the room all showed different expressions, but the only thing they had in common was the strange look on their faces.

Alfonso found himself lying in a strange room when he tried to come, bored by the noise of the servants who woke up and began to scream in a panic, and groaned again from the pain of his jaw at the slightest movement.

"What's going on?" Alfonso staggered and looked at the strange room, he grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it at the servant who was standing in the doorway shouting something, "Shut up, get me some water." ”

"Your Highness, you are awake," the servant ran back and searched around the room, and then hurriedly brought the glass of water to Alfonso, "I was really scared to death, and I almost screamed in fright when I saw that Count Montina knock you down, but fortunately I didn't, otherwise the guards would have cut off my head." ”

Hearing the servant's nagging, Alfonso suddenly remembered that he had been knocked unconscious by the Cambrai before, and that he had just declared his claim to the Naples throne.

"That Cambrai actually hit me," Alfonso snorted in pain as he touched his swollen chin, and then climbed out of bed and walked to the mirror to look at himself in the mirror. ”

Alfonso's angry words had barely finished before the door had suddenly opened.

Two guards accompanied O'Fred, the Palm Sealer, in.

"Alfonso Trastamara, Duke of Billy Shelli, I announce in the name of the King that you have been arrested for treason."

Alfonso looked at O'Fred in amazement, and for a moment stayed in front of the mirror because he didn't understand what was happening, until two guards walked towards him, he suddenly realized what was wrong, and then he immediately burst out with angry roars: "You are crazy, I am a member of the Trastamara family, the son of King Alfonso, you have no right to violate me, let go of your dirty hands, you lowly soldiers, I will make you pay for your offense against me." ”

"Your Highness, the only thing I advise you to do now is to keep your mouth shut," the Palm Seal Officer said from his mouth covered with a thick gray beard, which made Alfonso feel distracted, "Your Highness, you have been arrested for attempting to overthrow the current King and plan a rebellion, because you are a member of the Trastamara family, His Majesty has decided to pardon your previous crimes, but you will be stripped of your royal status and expelled from Naples at the same time. ”

"The King? Expelled me? Alfonso looked at O'Fred in a daze, and then he seemed to understand what was coming and shouted loudly, "Who ordered it, Alfred, is he the king now?" A king without an official coronation? Will you obey his commands? ”

Ignoring Alfonso's shouting, O'Fred waved his hand to the two Cosenza guards who were already waiting impatiently, and in Alfonso's uncontrollable shouting, the two guards dragged him out of the door and walked towards the outside of the palace under the stunned attention of the people.

"Long live the King," O'Fred whispered to himself, looking at the empty room, and then added after a pause, "Long live the Queen." ”

The scene of Alfonso being escorted out of the palace in public, Jossa saw it through the window of the palace, she asked the tailor who was busy tailoring her to stop and walk to the window to watch the scene, and then looked back at Alexander, who had been standing by and watching the man in front of him, frowning.

"That's what you want to see?" Josa motioned for the tailor and the maid to go out first, then walked up to Alexander and looked at him with some curiosity, "If I were just my brother's favored sister, maybe I would have believed what you said earlier that you were angry at him for trying to prevent me from becoming queen, but because I am not, I want you to tell me what you are doing this to Alfonso?" ”

"So what do you think I'm going to do?" Alexander raised his hand and pinched the fingers that were trying to poke him in the chest, gently flipped over her palm and looked at it, "So you tell me what I'm going to do?" ”

"You must have some kind of conspiracy, my brother won't be such a benevolent person," Josa said as she pulled her finger from Alexander's hand with a slight force, then poked him in the chest anyway, "Tell me what you want to do?" ”

"The French, Josha, are coming."

"We all know this," Jisha nodded, "so what's next?" ”

"Naples can't be saved."

Alexander's words made the smile on her face that could only be seen in front of him slowly disappear, and she took two steps back and looked around: "Do you want me to leave Naples, do we just give up here, Naples and this palace?" ”

"Ferdinand did the same before."

"But look at the attitude of the Neapolitans towards him after Ferdinand's return, do you think it would be the same if we abandoned the city and came back?" Josha shook her head, "My Cosenza grenadiers and your Montina army may not be invincible, maybe we should try." ”

Seeing that Jisha seemed unwilling, Alexander reminded her, "You forgot our previous plan? ”

"But that doesn't mean we have to give up Naples, and maybe we have other ways to cause conflict between the French and the Aragonese."

"Perhaps, but it will drag on too long, and we don't have any time to spare."

Alexander reluctantly said that although Jossa could be said to be the person he trusted the most, he couldn't tell her too many things, such as if history had not changed, then Alexander VI might have died in 3 years, and with the death of Alexander VI, the situation in the whole of Italy would have undergone an unexpected change.

And the point is that Alexander actually has great expectations for this change in his heart, but if he sticks to Naples as he insists, it will inevitably bring a lot of trouble in the future.

"Do you believe me?" Alexander asked helplessly, this was the first time he had asked like this, which made Jisha look stunned.

Jisha nodded after thinking about it, but she quickly added, "Of course I believe you, but you have to tell me why you let that Alfonso go." ”

Alexander smiled, he lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, and said dotingly, "I knew you would be the loveliest sister, I don't know what to do without you." ”

"Or maybe you don't know how to teach that Alfonso a lesson if I don't have me as an excuse," Josa looked at Alexander with a slightly playful look on her face, and there was a hint of annoyance in her expression, "You only want to teach him a lesson because he almost became Lucrezia's husband,"

Alexander opened his mouth to say something, but he still didn't speak, he knew that Josa was too smart, or that he had told her too much about himself before, and it was obvious that even he didn't realize that he still cared a little bit about the "past" of Billy Shelli's Alfonso and Lucrezia.

"Maybe it does have something to do with Lucrezia, you know that I never hide these things in front of you, you know almost every time I have been in love, and you have even given me advice, so I say that you are a unique sister."

Alexander kissed Josha on the forehead again, and when he saw the familiar smile on her face that always seemed to be playful, he shook his head helplessly and walked to the window to look at the hurried crowd outside.

It was in preparation for the upcoming coronation, and as Jossa had said, Naples needed a king now, so despite the haste that seemed too hasty, with the support of the archbishop and the Count of Mordiglo, Josa decided to do it immediately.

"Alfonso won't give up." Alexander looked back at Chelsa, not because he had already figured out what to do with the ambitious Duke Billyselli, but because he knew something about this brother of Chassan.

Historically, it is not conclusive whether Alfonso of Billy Scili really died at the hands of Caesar, but this duke is not innocent and good, before Caesar attacked him, he had taken advantage of a hunt to instruct his men to attack Caesar with bows and arrows, although this did not hurt Caesar in the slightest, but this is undoubtedly the key to Caesar's murderous intentions.

So when it came to Alfonso's incessant reluctance, Alexander was sure that Alfonso would not give up so much.

"That's why you're letting him go?" Josha had roughly understood Alexander's purpose: "You have a crush on Billy Shelly?" ”

"Once out of Naples, the kingdom needed a place to settle the court, and Cosenza was not suitable." Alexander looked into the distance, "We'll be back, and trust me it's going to be soon." ”

On July 21, 1499, Prince Alfred of Naples was crowned at the Royal Palace of Naples, proclaiming himself Alfred I, and his wife Zhsa Cosenza became queen.

On the same day, in the Lombardy plain in the north, the French flag appeared again, and the war drums of Louis XII's invasion of Italy were finally officially sounded.