Estelles was the Duchess of Pisa, the daughter of the Counts of Montina and Lucrezia, and the granddaughter of Pope Alexander VI, all of whom were respected enough for a child who was just over a year old.

So when the news of Estelles' arrival reached Florence, the city shook.

The shock was even greater than Alexander's arrival, because Alexander, after all, appeared in his private name, not as Count of Montina, while Estelles' flag bearer appeared outside the city with a white cross on a red background in Pisa, blowing a trumpet, which was already equivalent to an official visit.

The Florentine officials were even more worried that they were secretly ready to negotiate privately with Alexander, even if it was a part of the price, but as long as they could temporarily overcome the immediate difficulties, after all, the count was in private and not with an army, which at least showed that there was still something to talk about.

However, the arrival of Estelles completely ruined the calculations of the Florentines, and their unexpected arrival with the infant duchess was more likely to arouse suspicion and anxiety among the people.

As he ordered to prepare for the duchess, he wondered how to avoid the crisis, and he remembered the invasion of the French who had unfortunate the Medici family, who had angered the Florentine people with their fear of death and were eventually driven out of the city.

"Be brave, you must be brave, this is not Florence in 1495, the people are on my side," Sazi kept telling himself, or simply self-hypnosis, because he had seen through the window that several KPA soldiers were quietly taking off their government-issued short hoods representing the identity of the NPA soldiers, and they threw them along with their weapons into a corner where no one was looking, and then several people hurried into the alleys and disappeared.

And when he looked back at the soldiers gathered in the square, he found that they were much less numerous than when they had begun to gather.

The veins on Sazi's head arched upward, but by this time he had no idea how to get Machiavelli to pay attention to the discipline of his army, and the officials had arrived in the hallway outside his office, where people were waiting for him to make a decision.

"Go and meet the Duchess," Sazi gave a simple order, and when he saw that the people were just looking at him but not making a sound, he asked them with some anger, "Is there anything wrong with my orders, or do you need me to tell you what to do?" ”

"Your Excellency, in what name do we greet her?" An official asked, indignantly, even with a slight questioning tone, "Is it the visiting foreign monarch, or our master?" ”

Sazi stared at this daring guy with an angry face, he knew that the rumors about preparing to negotiate with the Count of Montina had spread, and it was estimated that the rumors were already full of rumors at this time, and he felt that he had to stop those rumors from circulating, otherwise he might be in the same big trouble as the Medici family: "Florence is the city of the Florentines, and all the power in the city can only belong to the noble Florentine citizens, so what you said is completely impossible, Let's not forget that we faced the threat of the French, but Florence did not give in. ”

"That's because Savonarola has taken the French as his own father, and are you also going to recognize the duchess who is still in her arms as her own mother, Archon?"

In the distance of the corridor, I don't know who suddenly shouted, which caused people to laugh at once, maybe it would be too unbearable to bear this suffocating depression if you don't tell a bad joke at this time.

"Who is it?!" Sazi angrily questioned the hallway, and when he saw that the people had suddenly become silent, he shouted, "If I want me to say that you should all be added to the people's army, at least the citizens outside dare to take up arms against the enemy outside, and you will only mock your consuls here." ”

Sazi, who had vented his temper, looked back at the other consuls, and found that they had been silent all night, which made him understand that these people had obviously made up their minds to put him in front, but even if they knew that this was the case, there was nothing he could do, and at this time he even somewhat understood the helpless and hesitant mood of the hapless Pierrot de Medici when the French arrived.

Alexander didn't quite understand what Sazi's mood was right now, but he was in a good mood, maybe a little too much.

So Ofreil had to remind the Balkan named Sher next to him to pay more attention to the neighborhood, so as not to let some blind guys disturb the reunion of the Count's family.

The feeling of holding two beautiful women, big and small, made Alexander even want to follow the example of Dr. Faustus and sigh, "How I wish this moment would have stayed forever." But he knew that he might be far from bad luck if he said so, and that he had far more ideals and desires than Dr. Faustus, so it was far from the time to say that.

Lucrezia has become more mature, of course, not her mind but her body, after giving birth to a daughter, Lucrezia has gradually shown her own maturity and charm, which is different from Sophia, who is still young and ignorant, and Barondi, who may be somewhat cold because of her personality.

As for Jisha, Alexander tried not to think about it after thinking about it, after all, thinking about his sister when he was reunited with a mother and daughter who had not seen each other for a long time was indeed a bit of a thing.

Estelles was a little recognizable, and at first she cried for a while because of Alexander's excited hugging her, which made Alexander think that those who said that the nature of relatives was nonsense.

In addition to the small ones, the big ones are not easy to deal with.

Lucrezia's face was indignant from the moment she appeared, which made people suspect that she was asking for guilt rather than dating her lover.

Alexander didn't say anything sweet to Lucrezia, let alone explain to her why he didn't go to see their mother and daughter, which made Lucrezia, who was already a little angry, even more angry.

She looked at Alexander, who kept kissing and kissing his daughter until she held her daughter who was tired of crying and began to doze off like a treasure in her arms, and began to wonder in her heart that if he ignored him like this again, he would immediately turn around and get in the car and return to Pisa, no, go straight back to Rome!

"I want to reward Gompati."

Alexander's opening made Lucrezia even more angry, she felt that she had really lost her charm to Alexander, otherwise how could he only mention his men at this time.

"Because he has sent me two precious treasures in this world."

Alexander looked at Lucrezia, who seemed to be angry at any moment, and saw that she was stunned for a moment, and then a layer of mist quickly rose in her eyes, he put his arm around his daughter in one hand and opened to Lucrezia with the other, "Who do you think allowed Gompati to do this?" ”

Lucrezia let out a short whisper, and she threw herself forward, and even when she realized that she might squeeze her daughter so hard, the three of them were already hugging each other, between Lucrezia's excited and joyful cry, and Estelles's angry cry when she woke up to be disturbed.

The Florentines in the city below were apprehensive about how to deal with the family they feared, while on the hill, Alexander had completely abandoned everything and just enjoyed the brief familial affection.

Alexander had several different "homes", but the home with Lucrezia was the most special because they shared a daughter.

It gives him a sense of happiness that he is truly a family together.

Of course, he didn't forget his relatives because of this, but even if he felt a headache whenever he thought of the old man and brother-in-law, as long as he thought of Lucrezia and his daughter, he felt that everything was worth it.

"Gompati to Pisa to tell me you've returned." Lucrezia whispered, "But you go straight back to Montina." ”

"But I'm in Florence, isn't that that telling the whole story?" Alexander replied skillfully, he knew that women's emotions were always a little excited at this time, and now it seemed that both the emotional Lucrezia and the always calm Barendi were like this, "It's you, how are you doing this time?" ”

"Not well," Lucrezia replied a little unexpectedly to Alexander, who broke free from Alexander's embrace a little, and took his daughter, who had slept a little, out of his arms, "I feel like I'm about to become a hillbilly, and I don't have any time for anything but daily business, and I don't recognize the styles of clothes that some of the noblewomen from Rome have brought, and although I have a lot of them, I'm beginning to wonder if I go back to Rome. Can I still talk to my former friends about what they all know? ”

Alexander looked at Lucrezia a little helplessly, he knew that this was probably the real her, and perhaps when a woman like Forlì's tigress Caterina Sforza was ecstatic to gain so much power, all she could think of was her gorgeous clothes, beautiful hair accessories, and all kinds of parties and games that would bring her joy.

However, it is precisely because of this that Alexander loves her more, because even though he dislikes government affairs, Lucrezia still insists on fulfilling her duties as temporary regent of Pisa and a mother.

"I promised you that I would make you a lot of clothes and give you a lot of gems, which are your favorites." Alexander gently took Lucrezia into his arms again, and then looked back at the city down the hill, "But before I do that, I will add a diamond to my daughter's tiara that will bring out her lovely sparkle." ”

The solemn gates of Florence were completely open, and a procession appeared at the gates, led by the flag-bearer who did not hold the flag high, as a sign of due respect and humility.

However, although this is a very reasonable etiquette, it has caused dissatisfaction among many citizens.

The Florentines have always been superior to the Pisa, but now they have to face the visiting Pisan monarch with great humility, and the other party has not even shown any force, but there are already many rumors in the city that it seems that the government is about to make some compromises.

Although no one has come forward to prove that these rumors are true, one can guess that the rumors are not necessarily false, given the respectful and careful look of the greeting procession.

The procession marched towards the town in the distance, and the Florentine officials in the procession had gloomy faces, and they were unhappy that they had been sent to meet the Duchess, or indeed indeed the Regent of Pisa, who was much better off at this time than bowing to the Pisa.

Alexander certainly wasn't going to let the Florentines get their way to the better, and the purpose of his visit was to solve the problems that might affect Caesar's actions as quickly as possible before he returned.

Alexander was well aware of how strong Caesar's desire to become Duke of Romagna was, especially when he was supported by the French, and that Alexander would have to focus on preparing for the future struggle for the Iberian crown, so he had to wedge solid nails into the land of Romagna for the stability of his rear before Caesar returned.

Florence was such a nail that could not be ignored, and these nails were not so much to cause problems for Caesar as to lay a heavy chip for the future Iberian dispute.

The procession was greeted by Sazi's chief secretary, a minor bureaucrat who had previously served as a district judge under Medici and who had been a disillusioned man in Savonarola's time, and who had only become his secretary when he returned to Florence, and who was now an important player in Sazi's government.

Seeing Estelles spitting at him, the chief secretary tried not to look so embarrassed, and although he spoke mostly to the child's parents, he still had to bow to the baby who kept spitting bubbles whenever he mentioned the title "His Royal Highness the Honorable Duchess".

After sleeping for a while, Estelles suddenly felt better, perhaps because she was more familiar with her father, and she was already able to tolerate letting Alexander hold him in her arms, especially when the welcoming procession arrived, as if she realized that she needed her father's care more in front of these outsiders, Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Estelles hugged her father's neck tightly, which made it inconvenient for Alexander to even salute the Florentine flag.

In the eyes of the Florentine, this was, of course, a deliberate impudent arrogance on the part of the Montinans, which caused a small commotion in the welcoming procession, and also aroused the alarm of Ofreil.

"Agri!"

With a shout, the musketeers who had been standing in a neat line with guns immediately raised their weapons and held their guns in both hands, although the muzzles of their guns were pointing upwards, but this was enough to make the Florentines instantly turn pale.

"Hold ~ guns!"

Another peculiar first note dragged the long voice and then suddenly burst into command, and the weapons in the hands of the musketeers were lifted forward in unison, and with the rapid swing of the guns, the muskets made a "whoosh" sound in the hands of the Agri, and the faces of the Florentines became more and more ugly.

"Rigorous queues and uniform movements can increase the soldier's sense of belonging to the collective, and in this repeated exercise, the single and completely different will will will be gradually worn out, and eventually all soldiers will form a single whole." Alexander didn't mind telling this to the chief secretary who looked ugly in front of him, "And believe me, the density of bullets fired by such a queue is enough to send even the slightest ill-luck person straight to hell." ”

The muscles on the secretary's face trembled slightly, he didn't expect the other party to threaten him so unabashedly, but looking at these musketeers in bright red uniforms, the chief secretary had to admit that with the performance of the Florentine Civilian Army, even the most optimistic people knew that the situation was not good.

Perhaps the Count didn't even need to send in another army, and these soldiers, who looked more like honor guards than guards, could beat those people to the ground. The secretary couldn't help but think so secretly in his heart.

Sazi was very thoughtful, he even thought that there might be emotional citizens who could offend the family because they couldn't stand the stimulation, so he asked Machiavelli to send the militia into the streets to maintain order, and at the same time he asked the Pisa Chamber of Commerce in Florence for help, when he saw the figure of the chamber of commerce escorts with better weapons than the civilian army, the last bit of Sazi's heart tried to fight by force.

Looking at Roenzo Sabatini, who was standing on the side of the road and saluting him, Sazi's expression was a little complicated.

It is said that this young man, who was very favored by Machiavelli, originally came to Florence to study painting, but now he has become the president of the largest chamber of commerce in Florence, but everyone knows that he is actually the agent of the free trade zone in Florence, but now looking at the less obvious chamber of commerce escorts under this man, Sazi feels that he is really a little interested in this government.

Machiavelli did not attend the ceremony to greet the Duchess, and was now busy scouring the city, perhaps because he had participated in the battle of Montina's army, and he was somewhat influenced by Gompati, driven by the idea that fire was everything, and he was scouring everywhere for the cannons he could find.

Machiavelli shook his head slightly as he heard the bells of the Cathedral of Fiores ring, and Machiavelli shook his head slightly when he opened the lid of several large wooden boxes from the warehouse of the Pisan Chamber of Commerce.

"Ronzo, you boy is a surprise to me, 'Respectfully to His Royal Highness the Duchess of Pisa, your humble merchant Pierre Yarobin,'" Machiavelli muttered softly, reaching out and stroking the colorful handwriting etched on the cannon, and when he saw the French inscription on it, he shook his head again, and then ordered, "Well, now I declare that these cannons have been confiscated as smuggled goods because they were not allowed to be sold." ”

When Machiavelli was confiscating the smuggled goods, Alexander's family had already arrived at the People's Palace, and seeing that even Lucrezia, who had seen countless big scenes, could not help but be amazed by the beautiful palace in front of her, Alexander smiled and tilted his head and whispered in her ear: "Soon everything here will be our daughter's." ”

With that, he straightened up and walked over to Sazi, who was already waiting at the palace gate, with a smile.

"I'm glad to see you again, Archon."