Osborne's tailor shop was still so lively, and from time to time out of it were rich merchants dressed in gorgeous clothes and aristocrats who dressed themselves quite fancy, and sometimes there would be a mercenary who deliberately pretended to be elegant, but had a savage energy in his bones, but they were not interested in dressing up, but on the flamboyant female customers.

Seeing Ding Mu, Osborne, who was busy in front of the tailor's table, frowned imperceptibly, Ding Mu had already found an excuse to move out from the second floor of the tailor's shop a few days ago, naturally in order not to arouse Alfonso's suspicions, and now seeing Ding Mu take the initiative to come to the door, Osborne muttered a little in his heart.

Hurriedly sent the last guest, Osborne beckoned Ding Mu to the second floor, when he heard Ding Mu say that he wanted to see Sophia, Osborne stood at the corner of the stairs and groaned for a while, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed Ding Mu by the collar and pushed him against the wall, and at the same time said fiercely: "Listen to the little slippery head, I help you because you are useful to me, don't point fingers at me, I don't care what happens to you and that bohemian woman, but if it spoils my business, you just wait to see that woman's good show." ”

Staring at Osborne's eyes in front of him, Ding Mu looked at him without dodging and said, "Then you should let me see Sophia, if you want to know that there is a conspiracy against the palace minister, then you should tell me everything you know." ”

"What kind of conspiracy are you talking about," Osborne slowly let go of his hand, "Listen, you know how messy Palermo is right now, it's better to be honest, maybe I'll send you out of Sicily after a while, but don't get me in trouble until then." ”

Ding Mu's heart was secretly moved, he knew that what Osborne said should be related to Mordillo's life experience, it seems that the tailor has not been idle these days, maybe he has sent someone to Caripo.

"What are you going to tell me, tell me, if it's really important I'll let you meet that bohemian woman," Osborne said slightly, as if trying to lighten the mood a little, "but I advise you not to delay yourself because of that woman, and one day you can choose whatever woman you want." ”

Ding Mu ignored Osborne's suggestion, and he had already made up his mind to find out the origin of Mordillo's identity from the tailor.

"You're saying someone is going to start a riot on the day of the bishopric meeting?"

When he heard Ding Mu finish the news about Malejo, the look on Osborne's face became excited, he went back and forth, sometimes stopping to say something, but because he didn't think about it, he shook his head and continued to spin, and finally he said to Ding Mu, "Listen to this, don't tell anyone, don't know, I will relay the news to the palace minister, Santa Rosaria Day, that's right, there will be a grand commemorative parade in Palermo that day, and the palace minister will also participate in the parade, at this time, if someone wants to create a riot, it is really difficult to deal with, As for the monastery you mentioned, I know that it belongs to the Capuchin Order, and they have always been known for not having contact with the outside world, but I didn't expect them to collude with the priest. ”

Osborne tugged at the tape measure hanging around his neck to show his anger, not noticing the slightest hint of realisation on Dingmu's face when he heard about the Capuchin.

From the Capuchin Order, Dinmu thought of another place, the Monastery of St. Sebalon.

The Monastery of St. Sebarong has a situation similar to that of the Capuchin Order, low-key, secluded, but because of its unique ecclesiastical identity and easy to move, Ding Mu felt that he had roughly guessed Alfonso's secret power, and it was obvious that Alfonso used the convenience of the Order to secretly cultivate his own power, perhaps even Molodi was quietly placed in St. Sebaron many years ago.

It's just that it seems that Kunto had an accident on the way to pick up Molodi, and someone discovered his whereabouts, so he was attacked.

Seeing Osborne preparing to change his clothes and rush to the palace, Ding Mu knew that things had reached a critical moment.

"Alfonso, he seems to know about Molodi," he said suddenly, seeing the unexpected stunned and even panicked on Osborne's face, Ding Mu knew that he had made the right bet, and at the same time he also made up his mind to become Geuel Molodi, "I think it's time for you to tell me the truth, tell me who I am, and who is Molodi?" ”

"No, you can't know now," Osborne shook his head in a little panic, his previous condescending momentum was suddenly gone, he was a little hurried to leave, but Ding Mu blocked the door, he said angrily, "What do you want to know, who are you?" What's the use of knowing, listen that if you can't do what you have to do, then you will always be Alexandre Juliant Cambrai, a fugitive from Crete, a little man who doesn't care anyone! ”

"Alfonso may not think so," Ding Muwei smiled, he knew that he had discovered Osborne's biggest weakness, that is, he was 'just a tailor', such a person actually had no bargaining chips to negotiate conditions, all he could rely on was to know Molodi's origins, once he lost this reliance, he was nothing, "If you want to get benefits from me, tell me the truth, and if I want to see Sophia, you have to help me, otherwise I will go to Alfonso, he can also help me, And that Kunto also said before that I should go to him. ”

"Nope! You can't go to Alfonso! Osborne was a little panicked, he took a step earlier and quickly stopped, because he saw that Ding Mu had already grasped the short sword at his waist, "Don't do stupid things Alexander, you know that I have been helping you, otherwise the palace minister would have let Peron torture you to death a long time ago." ”

"Then tell me everything," Ding Mu unwavered, "I can be Alexander, but I must know the origin of the surname Molodi, and I don't have to wait for your people to come back from San Sebaron, and now you tell me everything, or I will go to Alfonso." ”

"God, this is damned," Osborne angrily pulled the tape measure and strangled his neck, "Are all the people of the Molody family so annoying?" ”

Osborne's words made Ding Mu secretly happy, and he asked tightly: "What do you say, people from the Molodi family, then you really know this family and who I am?" ”

The tailor shook his head speechlessly, then grabbed a chair next to him and sat down: "I don't know much I can tell you, and there are some things that I don't know very well, they are all rumors, but if you were sent to that monastery from birth, as you said, I think you are that child." ”

"Then tell me what you know." Ding Mu asked softly according to his mood.

"Molodi, it's a Neapolitan noble," Osborne wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, as if it would take a lot of effort to say this, "Anthony Molodi is now the head of the Molodi family, if I guessed correctly, you should be ......" Speaking of this, Osborne smiled strangely "Don't be cranky, Anthony is not your father, he is your uncle, and your mother is Anthony's sister Marianne Jo Molodi." ”

Speaking of this, Osborne seemed to finally catch his breath, and he stood up and looked Ding Mu up and down: "Greeks? If you say you are Greek, it is said that Antony and Marianne's mother was a Greek nobleman, and the Molodi family is very beautiful both men and women, especially Marianne, but the family is also very annoying, "The tailor seems to remember something unpleasant and pouts, "Now that you are satisfied, let me go to see the palace minister, it has been delayed long enough." ”

"You haven't said who my father is," Ding Mu was not deceived by the tailor's sloppy eyes, he noticed that when the word father was mentioned, Osborne's eyelids jumped, and the look on his face became unnatural, "If you don't want to tell me everything, I'll ask someone else." ”

"I don't have to wait for anyone to inquire at the monastery now, and I know that you must be a Molodi," the tailor glared at Ding Mu angrily, "Your family is a devil. ”

"Tell me!" Ding Mu said loudly.

"Well, I'll tell you," said the tailor, with a hint of pleading in his tone, "but make sure you forget it, at least for now you're Alexander, or it won't do you any good." ”

Ding Mu nodded, he felt that the tailor really cared about this.

"Your uncle Antony was sent to Castile by the king of Naples as an envoy, and your mother Marianne followed your uncle to Castile, where she met Enrique, king of Castile at the time."

"Wait a minute, you're talking about King Ferdinand's queen and now King Enrique, the brother of Queen Isabella of Castile?" Ding Mu had vaguely guessed a possibility, but he felt that it was really incredible: "You don't want to say that person is Enrique, do you?" ”

"Yes, it's Enrique," the tailor laughed, and he looked at Ding Mu as if he was telling a joke, "It's not a secret, Enrique was madly in love with Marianne at the time, and the whole Castilian court knew about it, and then Queen Isabella overthrew Enrique and took him the throne, and Marianne stayed with him until one day she suddenly left Castile. ”

Speaking of this, the smile on Osborne's face slowly disappeared, and he looked carefully at Ding Mu and muttered: "At that time, there were rumors that Marianne was pregnant, and she fled from Castile because she was afraid that the queen would harm her child, but after all, it was a legend that no one took it seriously, and now it seems that the rumors may not be false, and not only did someone help her escape, but also hid her child." ”

Ding Mu nodded silently, and only then did he fully understand Molodi's origin, and finally knew why so many people cared about that crazy fat man.

Does the abbot know Molodi's true identity?

It is certain that the abbot would do his best to conceal the fact about the madman in order to cover up his negligence, and one only has to think of the letter he wrote to the Bishop's Palace before that he and Kunto had clearly planned to have Ding Mu completely replace Molodi.

As for how to prevent the leakage of the truth, it is not difficult to guess as long as you think about the things that the Kunto brothers did.

"Now that you know all about it, then what do you want to do with my Highness," Osborne looked at Ding Mu with a hint of sarcasm, "go out and tell others who you are, and then wait for the palace minister to send someone to arrest you and send you to Castile, so that aunt of yours will imprison you in the castle until old death?" ”

"Maybe not."

Ding Mu's eyes slowly became clearer, and he gradually had a clue about so much confusion before, and then thought about the things that were about to happen around him, he suddenly felt as if this was really a good opportunity given by God.

He turned and walked to the window and looked out at the ancient city bathed in golden afterglow, Sicily in 1496, Italy about to emerge from the darkness and walk towards the light.

From the moment he opened his eyes after falling into the water, Ding Mu could feel that he was different from before, he could feel the persistent attempt to dig into Molodi's life experience and the strong urge to integrate into this era, which was from another soul, or rather from the desire of the original person of this body.

Integrating into this world, Ding Mu has a voice in his heart that keeps telling him, from now on, really become the person you want to become.

Thinking about it, he turned around and smiled at the tailor

Osborne had the illusion that the young man in front of him had suddenly undergone some indescribable changes, as if he had figured out something, and suddenly became relaxed, instead of always being unconcerned about the things around him.

"Call me Alexandri, and now I'm Alexandre Giulian Gombray. As for the future, I hope that one day you will call me Your Highness in the royal palace of Castile, so let us go and meet the courtier. ”

Hearing this, the tailor's heart jumped and his face turned red.