Chapter 166: Decaying Wallachia
If there is no disease, disaster, or any other accident, a person's life is very long, even in an era when the average life expectancy is much shorter, and as a person at that time, I would not think that my life is too little.
And in this decades of life, everyone will always meet one or a few special people.
These special people are destined to have a huge impact on a person's life, and some of these influences can change the fate of few people, while others can change the whole world.
Alexander met Sophia on the night of his escape in Sicily, and at that time he would never have imagined that the two of them would go through so much later, nor would he have imagined that Sophia, who was only 12 years old at the time, would change her fate because of him, and naturally he would never have imagined that one day he would sit beside her, watching her high bulging lower abdomen, waiting for the moment when their child was born.
At a special time, in a special place, I met a special person, and since then a special intersection and relationship has occurred, which sounds wonderful and romantic, but Alexander does not think it is so beautiful.
Sometimes he thinks that maybe Sophia's life would be better without him, her father Nashan would find her, and then with his relationship with the Queen of Bohemia, Sophia could live a good life, and then she would be married by the queen to some small nobleman who was not of high status, but could be seen, and she would spend the rest of her life in this kind of privileged life.
But they met strangely, and when Sophia opened the box where he was hiding, and the moment their eyes met, their fates were strangely linked.
Alexander reached out and gently stroked Sophia's lower abdomen, she was now very clumsy, looking at Sophia surrounded by a large pile of padded pillows in the big bed, Alexander felt a little pity for the maids and servants who served her.
Sophia is not idle, even when she sleeps, she is often not honest, Alexander has been almost kicked out of bed by her more than once, and because of her surprising strength, Alexander always feels that Sophia is more dangerous when she is asleep than when she is awake.
The pregnancy made Sophia a lot more honest at once, but it obviously made her very uncomfortable, and in order to prevent her from moving too much when she fell asleep and potentially hurting herself, the maids had to surround her with those things, but judging from the way these pillows and cushions were staggered, she was not so obedient before.
Sophia leaned back in a large pillow, she looked up at Alexander, who was sitting next to her, and then turned slightly to pick up the pen and paper from the bed table on the other side.
Alexander leaned over to help her hold it in her hand, and watched Sophia hold the pen in ink and start writing a little awkwardly, Alexander thought about it and reached out and gently pressed her hand.
"You don't have to be like this, if you don't like it, there's no need to force yourself to study, at least now you have this privilege," Alexander knew that Sophia didn't like to learn, she had a kind of persistent confidence in her natural strength, and she had a certain strange pride in not learning and not knowing, in this regard, both Alexander and the queen of Ladislas II had felt helpless against her, and now looking at Sophia who was struggling to write, Alexander couldn't help but feel a little distressed, She was supposed to be carefree and enjoy a rich and comfortable life, but now she was forced to learn things that even men would have a headache for, which made Alexander feel that it was all his fault: "At least you don't have to learn these things until the child is born, you just have to wait for our child to be born." ”
Sophia's chubby face immediately smiled, and she simply threw the pen and paper aside, and then moved to lean on Alexander.
Gypsies are always wandering from one place to another, they meet many more people in their lives than the vast majority, and the separation is already a part of life for them, and once they are separated, there is not much that they can remember.
Perhaps because of this, Sophia didn't seem too excited when she saw Alexander, but the smile on her face said it all, and now leaning on Alexander's arms, Sophia, who had always been lively, quieted down, she blinked her eyes a little tiredly, then closed them gently, and soon let out a low snoring sound like a sleeping kitten.
An elderly maid knocked lightly on the door and then tentatively flashed halfway into the bed, and the maid seemed slightly relieved to see Sophia asleep.
Then she seemed to hesitate a little, but she came up to Alexander and saluted and whispered, "My lord, I am ......."
"I know you, Madame Badlaci," Alexander whispered, carefully placing Sophia on the soft pillow, and then motioning for the maid to walk with him to the door, to his surprise, there were several court ladies standing at the door of the room, who looked not low, "Is there something wrong, ladies?" ”
Several female officials looked at each other, their expressions showed hesitation and uneasiness, and finally recognized by Alexander, the lady Badlachi seemed to muster up the courage to bow first and then said cautiously: "My lord, I beg your pardon, you know that Your Highness is about to give birth, although her body is very strong, but after all, she is about to give birth, so she can't withstand a lot of movement, so please don't be too intimate with Your Highness for the time being, if you must want to...... You can choose one or several of the female officials, but it is really not appropriate for Your Highness to have sex with you during this time. ”
Alexander looked at this maid a little stunned, he really hadn't thought about this kind of thing, after all, at this time, the man who was still thinking about his own happiness was too scumbag, but the eyes of these female officials looked at him, so that Alexander couldn't help but wonder if he was the scum in their minds.
Moreover, this Madame Badlaci actually openly suggested that he let the court maids sleep, which made Alexander refreshed and secretly envious of this oriental court style.
After all, even a man as lascivious as Henry VIII of England had not yet reached the point where he could openly pick and choose among a group of female officials.
"Or do you like younger girls?" Mrs. Badrachi seemed to suddenly remember something, and she glanced at the bedroom door, consciously or unconsciously, and then said very seriously, "I will find you a younger girl, 14...... No, or something smaller, what do you like, do you need anything other than the brunette one? ”
Seeing the serious look of the female officials, Alexander finally couldn't help but interrupt her with a cough, and then after a series of assurances to the court maids that he would never "do anything impulsive", he ran away from the female officials, turned to open the door and went into Sophia's bedroom.
"It's enviable, no, it's a barbaric custom that I hate." Alexander told himself as he walked back to the bed, to his surprise Sophia actually woke up, but she didn't move and just stared at him, and when she saw Alexander coming over, she seemed to be relieved and beckoned to him, and then slowly gestured.
"When you open your eyes and see that I'm not there, you think I'm going to find another woman?" Alexander asked a little stunned, seeing Sophia's non-stop movements, Alexander couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "Did the female officers tell you?" They told you they found a woman for me? These female officials are crazy, how can they say this to you. ”
Alexander was a little angry, he knew that because of his contacts with the Ottomans over the years and the long period of Ottoman occupation of some places, many parts of the Balkans actually had a strong pagan style, and the atmosphere of the Eastern European court, which was already oriental.
Perhaps in the eyes of those female officials, it was a natural thing to find a woman for the men of the female archduke, and it was even an honor for those women.
Alexander doesn't think he's a dedicated man, at least so far he hasn't been dedicated to a woman, even if he already has a few beloved, but if he meets a lovely woman again, he may not be tempted, but thinking about making out with other women at such a time, maybe even not far from Sophia's room to give birth, makes him feel that if he does that, he will really be no different from the "Alexander pig" that Estelles said.
"Be obedient, close your eyes and sleep well, you don't have to think about anything during this time, if you have to think about it, think about how to train our children to be a good monarch." Alexander kissed Sophia on the forehead, "Remember that you can not understand anything, for I will do everything for you, but our child must be a learned and excellent person, and above all he should have a keen insight and be able to accept and encourage those who will eventually make use of all that is new, because whether the new is mature or not, means the negation of the old, and this negation will continue for the next hundred years, In the next 100 years, people will find that the world that has lasted for more than ten centuries is about to disintegrate, and that every year or even every day something new will appear, and our children will have to learn to accept new things, and more importantly, how to understand those new ideas, even new beliefs. It is not possible for my life to guide our children and grandchildren to choose the right path all the time, but as long as I can leave the method of how to choose the right direction, at least I can ensure that they will not take a detour for a long time. ”
Sophia listened a little confused, at first she could understand more or less, but later she only had confusion in her eyes, and then she simply dragged Alexander's arm over and pillowed it under her head, and then leaned into Alexander's arms to find a comfortable position like a cat, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.
Alexander's arrival caused a small stir in the city of Bucharest, and the Greeks were very fond of the Grand Duchess, "the Contractor of the Holy Covenant", not only because they had always stood together in battle, but also because they could feel that the Duke of Rometesia seemed to have a great kindness towards them, which may not be very clear, but could be strongly felt.
Others may not be very willing to see Alexander, although Alexander, the hero of the Balkan battle and the marriage contract of Sophia, has a high reputation in Bucharest, but because of the wariness of the Catholics and the Vatican, those people naturally do not want to see Alexander.
In fact, according to the information sent back by Prato's eyeliners who were gradually developing in the Balkan court, Alexander already knew that someone in the Wallachian court was plotting to find a man, or at least a lover, for Sophia, and they thought that in this way, they could gradually pull Sophia away from Alexander, until finally find an opportunity to completely break the so-called holy marriage.
Alexander was well aware of this, so he had instructed him in detail in his instructions to Prato not to be stingy with money for those who could help them, especially the Greeks, and that they should fully support the Greeks in their development as long as they needed Prato, except for their unrealistic and unrealistic desire to go south to Bulgaria.
So, on the afternoon of Alexander's arrival, the Greek nobles, led by Bodeped and Georgio Leluou, extended a warm invitation to Alexander, and the banquet was held in Prato's luxurious residence in Bucharest.
Now Prato is the old man of Prato, he is no longer the little broker who follows Raphael all day thinking about pimping for his good friends, he has become a respected rich businessman, this is not the identity that Alexander arranged for him to complete the task before, but a real rich man.
Whether it is Bucharest, Zagreb, Belgrade, Hungary or even Bohemia in the north, Prato has all the business and trade, and because of the special relationship with those nobles, whether it is the summer palace in Bucharest or the distant Prague court, Prato can easily get along with those big people, talk and laugh.
Unfortunately, Prato is not in Bucharet now, and not long ago he heard that he was having some trouble with some of his business in Moldova, so Prato had to settle those things himself.
The Greeks were very enthusiastic, even a little overzealous, and this led to the fact that someone arranged a woman for Alexander again at the banquet, and although he refused again, Alexander felt that something was wrong.
"Did someone do the same thing to Sophia?" Alexander didn't want the Greeks to know that he knew everything that was going on here, and he wanted to know their thoughts directly from them: "Don't tell me there is no such thing, you can give me a woman, and someone will find a man for Sophia." ”
"Yes, my lord, that's what we're worried about," Bodped said with a serious expression, "That's why we support His Highness moving the capital to Bucharet, you know that the nobility of Transylvania has too much influence on Wallachia, and it would be a good choice if you want to get rid of this influence and contain it." ”
Alexander nodded slowly, in fact, this method of using the capital to move the capital to disintegrate the influence of the old forces has happened more than once in history, but Alexander did not expect that Sophia would find out the contradiction between her and the old forces in Wallachia so quickly, and finally made the decision to move the capital.
It seems that the little girl who thought she was always a child has not only grown up, but even changed amazingly.
Alexander sighed in his heart, and at the same time gained a new understanding of the situation in Wallachia.
"It seems that I have come to the right place, but the next thing is that Sophia can give birth to the child smoothly, I don't want anything to go wrong before this, and after this I want my child to grow up smoothly, so unless someone really offends me, I hope you choose a more secure way to maintain the status quo, after all, there is too much blood, and what Wallachia needs now is stability."
Alexander didn't really care about what they were worried about, he and Sophia were the kind of relationship that even Josha might not understand, the two had been dependent on each other all the way, and now they were about to have their own children, and this special intimacy could not be separated.
The Greeks were somewhat disappointed by Alexander's attitude, and they had expected him to express his unequivocal attitude with resolute support, but now it seems that Alexander preferred the situation to calm down.
Seeing the disappointment of the Greeks, Alexander motioned for Bodped to accompany him as he walked slowly in the courtyard.
"I'm glad Sophia has loyal people like you to follow, but not just people who are different from you are necessarily enemies, I know that the purpose of those Wallachian nobles is to exert more influence on Sophia, I will pay attention to this, but the most important thing for you right now is not the Wallachian nobles, but your neighbor."
"Helva?" Bodped was keenly aware of Alexander's slightly subtle change in attitude towards the Croatian king: "Indeed, since the end of the war, the Bosnians have become arrogant. ”
"They are in a border conflict with Caniola, and I have to worry a little that if this continues, it may one day spread to Wallachia," Alexander said, looking at Bodpaed, "so I hope to be able to consult with the Patriarch tomorrow when I meet him on this issue, and I am sure that the nobles of Transylvania must be very concerned about this." ”
Bodped nodded thoughtfully, he could sense that Alexander seemed to be trying to bridge the rift between the Greeks and the Wallachian nobility, but Bodped was not very confident that it would succeed.
Alexander, on the other hand, did have great confidence in the meeting with the Patriarch of Bucharest the next day.
This was not only because the Patriarch had helped him and Sophia find a holy marriage contract that was the perfect solution to the problem, but also because he knew very well that like the Wallachian nobles, the Patriarch was very wary of the Catholics.
As it happens, King Herva of Croatia and Northern Bosnia was a Catholic, and like his deceased father, who was already considered a saint by the Vatican, he had a fanatical desire to spread Catholic doctrine throughout the Balkans.
"I'm just here to see my baby come to life, so don't bother," Alexander reminded himself, but then he made another excuse for himself, "unless someone makes trouble for me." ”
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