The little donkey was stabbed in the buttocks, ran more than 300 meters in one breath, and finally stopped stubbornly in front of a light and dark shadow.

Vladis on the back of a donkey, holding his head in his hands in agony, kept in his mind the image of Tsepes's death.

A 14-year-old child who had recently lost two relatives, his mother took his younger brother and sister to take refuge, leaving him alone.

The return of Cepes made him feel at home again, but all the goodness, which lasted only one day, burst like a fragile bubble.

Vladis wept bitterly, he wanted to go back to the alley, but he couldn't muster the courage.

He sat helplessly on the donkey's back, and together with the stubborn little donkey, he was as motionless as petrified.

Until, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him and heard a cry of concern.

"Vladis, are you hurt!?"

The battle in the alley ended quickly, and it took less than three minutes before and after.

Tsepes, riding on a black steed, surrounded by a dozen Ottoman cavalrymen, chased him all the way.

He grabbed the reins, rolled over and dismounted, and in an instant, a black donkey's hoof kicked him hard in the head.

The little donkey who holds a grudge, the first time he sees Cepes, wants to avenge his ass.

Although he has just done a killer, Tsepes's nerves have always been on alert.

He flashed backwards, distanced himself from the little donkey, and wondered if anyone in Wallachia would make donkey meat for fire in this era.

"Brother!"

In Tsepes's mind, when the donkey meat dumplings, the donkey meat fire, and the donkey meat soup buns flashed, Vladis jumped off the donkey's back and plunged into his arms with tears in his eyes.

Unlike before, tears of joy flowed from the corners of Vladys' eyes at this time.

"Stinky boy, don't keep crying your nose, let's go, my brother will take you to eat something delicious."

Tepes put his arm around Fladys' shoulders, took the big black horse, and walked leisurely towards the Palace of Curteaia.

As for the little donkey, naturally the Ottomans will take it.

The accident did not happen again, and the brothers returned to the Palace of Curtea without any problems.

Tsepes called the court cook and discussed with him how to make a fragrant and crispy fire.

In terms of diet, the biggest characteristic of Cepes is that he can only eat, not cook.

Therefore, I can only describe the food in my memory as much as possible, and let the chef play freely according to his imagination.

In the palace, Tsepeš was studying how to kill the little donkey, and in the market, news of his assassination was spreading wildly.

"I heard that no, the new Grand Duke's heir, His Royal Highness Tsepes, was assassinated in an alley."

"With such exciting news, how could you not have heard of it, hundreds of killers, attacking and killing His Highness Tsepes."

"The result? Did the killer succeed? ”

The person who asked the question was despised by the well-informed guys around him, and then he got the answer.

"It must have not worked, I heard that at that time, a holy light was shot from the sky to protect His Highness Tsepes."

"Ahh It's amazing, His Highness Tsepes, who must be the chosen saint of God. ”

"A while ago, there was a fool who said that it was His Highness Tsepes, who killed the eldest prince and His Royal Highness, what a ridiculous rumor!"

"That's right, those hateful killers, this time they set their sights on His Highness Tepes, and as a result, they were all wiped out.

His Royal Highness Tsepes, who is wise and martial, avenged the eldest prince and His Royal Highness. ”

All the parties in the alley were taken away by the Ottomans, and people can only make up their minds about the specifics of the assassination.

As a result, there are a lot of rhythmic guys.

Among them were bookkeepers, servants who were in charge of cleaning, and horsemen who tended to livestock.

The only thing that is the same, these people, are in the palace of Kurtea, in the service of the Basarab family.

In short, at this moment, in the palace of Curteau, except for the cook, who was too busy to come out to gossip, everyone else basically took to the streets.

When Tsepes returned to the palace with Vradis, he did not immediately study the gastronomy, but arranged for the work of guiding public opinion.

All the people in the palace were gathered together, and Tsepes taught them the lines to say when they went out into the streets.

The entire palace of Curthea was staffed, not counting the guards, but numbered hundreds, and the vast majority of them were loyal to the Basarab family.

So even a few people with ill intentions can't stop the spread of rumors.

Tsepeš used a conspiracy, not afraid that his enemies would know.

A month ago, he was criticized for killing his father and brother.

A month later, new rumors spread in the market, which not only cleared him of the suspicion of killing his father and brother, but also created the image of a great chosen son.

Braille knew the whole thing, and he didn't stop Cepes from doing it.

He has now been poured ecstasy soup by Cepes, and even linked Cepes's interests with his own interests.

To be selected by the Ottoman Empire as a special envoy, Buraye must have something special about him.

However, no matter how shrewd a person is, there are times when he is carried away by interests, just like Braye at this moment.

Rumors in favor of Tsepes spread throughout the city in one day.

In St. Mary's Church, Bishop Mitte, who was praying for the crucifix, also heard the news.

Recalling the scene of Tsepes's hurried departure from the church the day before, he had already realized that it was all a pre-arranged trap.

With a silver cross in his hand and a cross drawn on his chest, Bishop Mitte left the hall and went to a separate building behind the church.

This small building was home to dozens of pigeons, and the young monks, who picked out the best of them and put them in the pigeon cage.

Open the pigeon cage, grab the pigeon on its back and stuff the prepared note into the pigeon's foot ring.

On the note, there was no text, but a special symbol was drawn.

Letting go of his hand and tossing the carrier pigeon into the sky, Bishop Mitte's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the palace of Curteau, thanks to the efforts of Tsepes and the cook, the fragrant and crispy sesame seeds were burned, and the research was finally successful.

With the fire, the next step is the donkey, and Tsepes took the two fires that had just come out of the pot and came to the donkey shed.

Ill-intentioned, he approached the little donkey and stopped out of range of the donkey's hooves.

An evil hand stretched out to the little donkey, and in the hand there was a donkey meat without donkey meat and burned it.

The little donkey rolled his nostrils, squinted at the big villain of Cepes, and thought for a long time, but after all, he could not resist the temptation.

Holding the big teeth, he bit off most of the fire in one bite, and showed a look of enjoyment while chewing.

"Little donkey, who eats my fire, is my brother, and he is not allowed to pout with me in the future.

It's not kind to call the little donkey all the time, so let's give you a name, it's called 'Deshui', so it's decided. ”

The two fires were fed to the little donkey, and Tsepes took the initiative to make friends.

Anyway, everyone has experienced life and death together, and he really can't bear to put the 'water' into the fire.

The sugar-coated cannonball had a good effect, and when the 'water' had eaten the fire, Tsepes tried to get closer, but was not attacked.

"Get water, your will is not strong enough, two fires will buy you, it's too unprincipled."

Tsepes triumphantly joked with a donkey, and then a pair of large teeth came at him.