Chapter Twenty-Four: Hiding from the World!

Carolingian Palace occupied?

Caesar was visibly surprised when he heard the news, and he looked at the person who had reported to him in astonishment, and then turned to look at his father behind him.

It's just that this news doesn't seem to have taken the pope by surprise, at least not from his face that there is anything special.

It was not until the messenger had departed that the suppressed Caesar finally let out a cry of rage, and he first shouted and kicked over a marble statue, then sold the broken and tumbling head of the statue after it had fallen, walked to the table, and swept the fine ornaments on the table to the ground and smashed them.

Alexander VI had been silently watching Caesar vent, he seemed indifferent to what had just happened, and seeing that Caesar had finally calmed down, the Pope walked over and reached out from behind and patted his son on the shoulder.

"Father, that's why you're against me killing Cambrai?" Caesar turned his head to look at the Pope, his expression full of fear and resentment, but he still hoped for an answer that did not please him.

"Why do you think Cambrai came to Rome suddenly?" Alexander VI still looked at his son patiently, and did not seem dissatisfied with Caesar's recklessness and rudeness: "Do you think he is the kind of person who is so brave that he can almost sacrifice his life casually, or you don't know what he did before, after all, you have been in France all this time." ”

"I know he went to Bucharest," Caesar said sullenly, even in the castle of the Loire Valley, a lot of news about Bucharest had been heard, which was why Caesar had an indescribable jealousy of Alexander, the hero of the resistance to the pagans, the defender of Bucharest, and the public lover of the new Archduchess of Wallachia, all of which made Caesar go mad with jealousy, "But what is the use of these, Was he really naΓ―ve enough to think that he would be able to run amok in Rome just because he had resisted the Ottomans? ”

"Of course he can't be so naΓ―ve, knowing that from his dealings with that Ashulk, this man doesn't think anything of a big deal against the infidels at all." The Pope's patience is very good, or he thinks this is a good opportunity to teach his son well, Caesar has been too smooth, how much has made him develop an arrogant and invincible character, which is obviously not good in the eyes of Alexander VI, Alexander VI will not forget the encounter that almost bankrupted him in order to become the pope, which makes him more soberly understand that it is not so simple to succeed, and Caesar has obviously gradually forgotten about these, especially this trip to France because of Louis XII's appreciation, This makes him even more invincible, and it is a good thing for him to suffer a little loss at this time.

"And what did you say, father?" Caesar had calmed down by this time, and he sat down and looked up at the Pope, and it was clear from his face that he was ready to withstand the blow further.

"The Roman Exchange," said Alexander VI slowly, "we did pay much attention to that place before, but then we didn't pay enough attention to it, at least we saw it too simply, for us it was just a place for Gombray to make money, at most it was a means for him to try to control the market and the price of goods in Rome, but now we still don't guess enough, the role of that exchange is much bigger than we thought, especially with regard to the recent fall in the price of copper," Alexander VI looked at Caesar who looked puzzled and shook his head, he knew that Caesar was very ambitious, but compared to that Cambrai, Caesar's eyes could indeed see too little, or in fact, few people could see more than that person" You know, now there are rumors everywhere that the Fugol family is in big trouble because of the fall in copper prices, maybe this time they may be wiped out. ”

Caesar looked at his father puzzled, he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned the Fuggle family when he was talking about Gombray, but he also knew that the family was extraordinary, especially about their close relationship with the emperor before, so when he heard that the Fugger family was in trouble, he was a little happy at first, but then he suddenly guessed the reason why his father said this to him: "Could it be that this also has something to do with Gombray?" ”

The Pope did not answer Caesar's words, and a trace of confusion appeared on his slightly old face: "It's just that I don't understand, why Caroling?" ”

As one of the most important generals in Montina's army, both nominally and in fact, Alfleien knew that Alexander seemed to attach great importance to the place where they had stayed when they first arrived in Rome, but he was not very clear about the important role of the Carolingian Palace.

In the event of an accident, with the strength of his Montina Guard, the most advantageous action should be to quickly occupy the key junction between the Vatican and the city of Rome, Castel Sant'Angelo.

This small fortress on the northwest bank of the Tiber River is not only the gateway between the Vatican and the city of Rome, but also an important position to directly intimidate the Holy See, although there are only 200 men in his hands, Ofleiil is fully confident that if they take Castel Sant'Angelo, they will be able to choke the Vatican by the throat.

But when the impersonated messenger brought a false order, and Ofreuil was sure that something had happened to the Count, he immediately ordered the Montina guard to quickly pass through the small half of the Vatican, and quickly occupy the Carolingian Palace before many people had already done what had happened.

Offrey did this because the capture of the Carolingian Palace was a secret order given to him by Alexander on his way to Rome.

And in accordance with this order, after occupying the palace, Ofleiyi quickly sent people to take over all the documents of everyone in the Carolingian Palace, and at the same time blocked all communication with the outside world.

The Vatican shook.

The Carolingian Palace is not an ideal place for many people trying to get ahead in the Vatican, it is indeed a place where people come and go, almost every moment people come from other parts of the world, but almost no one stays here for long, people want to be appreciated by the big names in the Sistine Chapel or St. Peter's Basilica under construction, and the Carolingian Palace is at most a place to get to know the Vatican for mutual information and newcomers.

Many people thought so until the Carolingian Palace was suddenly occupied and then completely locked down.

The Montina soldiers were not polite to the people of the Carolingian Palace, although they did not punch or kick them, but they were cruel to the guards who tried to prevent them from breaking into the palace suddenly, and the Montina almost without hesitation cut down the guards who tried to resist to the ground, and after occupying all the exits and completely sealing off the palace, they began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets with blood all over the ground.

No one knew what these men were going to do, and no one dared to stop them after seeing the slain guards.

To the surprise of the envoys and merchants, however, the rough soldiers did not seem to care much about money, and although they had pocketed a few pieces of gold in their pockets, they seemed more interested in documents that they could not read at all.

The soldiers gathered large and small boxes containing papers, purses, and pockets and sent them to a room vacated by Oflai's name, and then, on the orders of the marching captain, they began to search the captivity for those who had identities in the captivity.

Such people are easy to find, they are always well-dressed, and they have a servant or two with them, so they can be found in the crowd with little inquiry, just a glance of the eye.

Ofleigh didn't expect to see so many documents in the Carolingian Palace, but what he didn't expect was that when several seemingly inconspicuous figures were brought to him, as they each identified themselves, Ofleiyi suddenly felt as if he had done something terrible.

The Vatican is the holy place of Christendom, especially after the fall of Jerusalem and Constantinople, the Vatican became the only spiritual sustenance.

But the Vatican is also the haven and cradle of all kinds of intrigues in Christendom, where there are people brewing almost all kinds of conspiracies, and countless spies are here to inquire about news and spread rumors.

And the Carolingian Palace is the paradise of all these intrigues, even those who have been able to penetrate into the Pope's room in the Sistine Chapel, also regard this as an important place to listen to the news, and more importantly, here you can also find out all kinds of events in other places, it can be said that the Carolingian Palace is the Vatican's information release and intelligence transit point, and now this place has been suddenly occupied by the Montina.

Many envoys and merchants from all over the world were trapped in the Carolingian Palace, including a few special guests who deliberately concealed their identities and infiltrated Rome under the guise of ordinary envoys.

A man with long hair and several visible scars on his face stood in front of Oflei, his demeanor arrogant, even though his freedom was restricted, but he still had the condescending arrogance and natural contempt for others that were characteristic of the great nobles.

Perhaps there were times in his life when he had to bow his head to others and compliment, but this obviously did not include the young officer in front of him.

"I want to be treated with the respect and treatment I deserve, and I want to see the Pope at once," the man made his request to Ofleiil in a pronounced small tongue trilling accent, "and you must return at once the documents that have been taken from me, which are very important to me, and I do not think you want to be severely punished by the Pope for this." ”

"I only hope I haven't been punished for missing anyone," Ofrail muttered under his breath, now vaguely understanding why Alexander wanted him to occupy the Caroling, and even wondering if it was a coincidence or a plan.

Then he bowed to the man opposite: "Forgive me, Lord Count, I may not be able to meet your request, because His Majesty the Pope has not yet fulfilled our request." ”

The man looked surprised, he didn't know where these soldiers who suddenly appeared came from, but these people not only dared to openly mutiny in the Vatican, but even had to negotiate with the Pope at their will, which could not help but make the man feel that these soldiers were really bold.

The occupation of the Carolingian Palace undoubtedly temporarily severed Rome from the outside world, and the detention of envoys from all over the world certainly shocked the entire city of Rome, and some subsequent news from the Carolingian Palace caused an uproar and all kinds of speculation.

One of them was that among those envoys there was an important figure from France, Count Garol de Bowerken, the contemporary heir of the ProsvΓ£o family of France.

As soon as the news spread, the city of Rome was in an uproar.

Although the Countdom of Proswan was annexed more than two centuries ago, the ancient family that founded the Proswan dynasty in France still has a huge influence to be reckoned with.

Among them, Marseille, the largest port in France on the Mediterranean, was under the control of this family for a long time.

However, the real reason for the uproar among the Romans was that the Count Garol de Boweken was also the commander of the garrison in Nice, France.

And now, the fact that this front-line commander, who is likely to be the French invasion of Italy, actually appeared in Rome is too unexpected and imaginative.

And Caesar was also at a loss when he heard the news.

When Pedro Caderon brought Alexandre wine again, Alexander had been drunk for a while, and when he heard the door knock, he opened his eyes and looked at Cadron who had walked in, and then his eyes fell on the wine glass in the tray in his hand.

If it was a poisoned drink, then according to the legend about Canterella, a small amount would be enough to kill someone.

Alexander looked at Cadron, looking at the somber squire, and he waved his hand for Cadron to bring the glass.

"Count, if this is the last wine of your life, I want you to tell me for the sake of what I sent you, who else knows about it?"

Cadron leaned in front of Alexander and said hurriedly, his eyes filled with anxiety, the corners of his nervous mouth trembling at the fear of the secret being revealed, and a pair of originally clever eyes now flashed with a complex look of unknown meaning.

Alexander looked at the wine glass in front of him, and he suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

Since coming to this era, it seems that he has been running around all the time, and even struggling desperately.

From Sicily to Naples, from the Vatican to Romagna, it seems that there is a constant struggle for survival at all times, but in this underground cell, he has a rare moment of rest.

It's just that it seems that such time is still too little.

Alexander took the glass handed by Caderon, looked at the wine inside, tilted his head to see Caderon's nervous face, smiled slightly, raised the glass and drank it slowly.

Cadron's cheeks quivered imperceptibly, he seemed even more nervous than Alexander, and his breathing grew heavier as Alexander drank the wine from his glass.

The glass was gently lowered, and Alexander looked at Caderon.

"If this is a cup of poisoned wine, you should be relieved by now, at least I will not have a chance to divulge your secrets," Alexander said to the reluctant Caderon, "but now you have to serve me, so you can now go and send a message to your majesty and tell him that I want to see him." ”

Cadron's lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and after glancing at Alexander, he turned and walked out of the basement, but this time he didn't ask the guard at the door to lock it.

The capture of the Carolingian Palace by the Montina Guard had an effect far beyond Caesar's guesses, and even while he was still wondering about the Count of Proswan, the exchange in the south of Rome had already caused a great panic because of this sudden event.

The merchants who heard the news began to sell their goods frantically because they didn't know what was going on, especially those who had just heard about the Archduchess of Wallachia who had been financed by the Venetians and thought that the price of copper would not continue to fall, and hurriedly bid to buy, after hearing the news of the mutiny of the Montina Guard, they were first stunned, and then some clever people immediately panicked and sold the transaction list that they had not been in hand for a long time. Some people even spend a lot of money in order to get rid of it as soon as possible, begging the exchange to give priority to their own goods orders in a prominent position.

A merchant from the north was instantly cut off because he was desperate to get in front of others, and some people simply pulled out the short sword they wore when they saw that the situation was not good, and threatened the exchange to invalidate their bills.

But even so, the price of copper was still falling rapidly, and in the corner of the exchange, a middle-aged man in a fat short robe, a pair of stiff skinny pants and high leggings on the bottom looked palely at the merchants and brokers who were running around and shouting loudly.

His face was terrible, and the cane he was holding in his hand had already creaked from being pulled too hard.

A man ran over, and he anxiously asked the man: "Master Gurt, what should I do now, the price of copper has been falling, and now the price is ......"

"I can see it!" Gone, without the same calm and atmosphere as he had when he first met Alexander in Pisa, Gurt Fugol almost interrupted his attendant with a low roar, and he reached out from his pocket twice before pulling out a thick handkerchief and wiping his face, but before he could speak, with a panicked shout coming from the direction of the counter in front of him, the crowd once again stirred up a violent commotion.

"It's still falling, God, it's still falling."

The man's voice was already crying, and as a close associate of the Fugger family in Rome, he knew how much money Guert Fugger had invested to stabilize the sudden collapse of the price of copper, a figure that would dreaded anyone who listened to it, and what was even more terrible was that it was borrowed from the Jews of Venice from usury.

Thanks to Gurt's efforts, the price of copper has gradually stabilized, especially with the news of the Archduchess of Wallachia from Venice, people have begun to believe that with the stabilization of the situation in Wallachia and Bosnia, the situation in Hungary will gradually calm down.

But now, because of the sudden mutiny of the Montina Guard, everything is completely chaotic.

There was another commotion, and I saw that the people of the exchange ripped off a few signs with numbers again, and many people in the hall kept sinking, and Gurt's hands were already cold at this time.

"Send back to Augsburg," said Gurt anxiously, "our messenger from the Caroling, and tell them to return to Augsburg at once to report the situation here to Uncle Jacob." ”

"The Montina have sealed off the entire Carolingian Palace, and now no one can enter or leave." The man hurriedly said, "Let's send the others back." ”

"Idiot!" Gurt angrily cursed at the man, "Do you think you just sent someone to report back the news here, those messengers have in their hands the transcripts of the accounts of all our business in Rome, and only when they see those things, Uncle Jacob, can they make the right decision!" ”

Gurt shouted indignantly and staggered to the door, and behind him, the man heard the young master of the Fugger family chattering: "It's over, the Fugger family is completely finished, and God is punishing us." ”

When Alexander VI came to the basement, he saw Alexander staring at the empty cup in his hand.

Seeing the Pope standing at the door, Alexander slowly stood up, and he noticed that Alexander VI came alone, which made him shake his head slightly in his heart.

"You sent someone to occupy the Carolingian Palace?" The Pope frowned and looked at Alexander, "Do you know what kind of trouble this can cause?" ”

"Of course I know, but all this is necessary," Alexander walked to the Pope, and when he walked in front of the Pope, he bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, is everything going well?" ”

"It went well," the Pope raised his hand around Alexander's shoulders and held him in his arms, "my child, we succeeded." ”