556. Falling into the well

The person who came was none other than the messenger sent by someone we had been longing for, but could not take the initiative to find it.

The recent commotion has been so fierce that Philip II finally can't sit still, and he needs someone to help him with his worries.

With the elder Alfred terminally ill and Charznan in prison, Philip II could not consult with others about the navy, so he could only send an envoy to find the only trustworthy and capable of coordinating all this as soon as possible.

The messenger waited for little Alfred outside, as had never happened before.

These palace envoys have always been above the top, especially when they came to recruit these courtiers, they were as arrogant as they could, and they were not at all as respectful and obedient as they are today.

The reason for this is simply because of the recent situation, Alfred Jr. is likely to be the future commander of the Navy's Invincible Armada.

If there are people in this country who the emperor's close ministers cannot afford to offend, then this commander-in-chief is the most important one among them.

"Qilan, you say, what is His Majesty the Emperor looking for me?" Little Alfred looked at me with a strange expression: "He can't be an old man who knows about our little moves, right?" โ€

"Cut!" I rolled my eyes back at him: "How does he know?" Do you preach the faith by God? โ€

Little Alfred couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother, don't bully me, you quickly say, what is His Majesty the Emperor looking for me?" โ€

I shook my head and said, "No matter what he proposes, you just agree, is there any problem?" Can you handle it? โ€

Little Alfred was stunned for a long time, then suddenly came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and asked me, "Whatever you say, I agree?" โ€

I replied, "Of course! Isn't this the best time to show your loyalty, bravery, wisdom and responsibility? โ€

Little Alfred was still unsure, and still muttered, "But ......"

I waved my hand to interrupt his inkblot, urging, "Nothing but nothing!" Go, go, go! The sooner you know, the sooner you start, the sooner you prepare. โ€

Little Alfred listened to my words, gritted his teeth hard, slapped me on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "If there is any problem, I will look for you!" Who told you to push me step by step to where I am today? โ€

I laughed out loud: "Your ability to get cheap and sell well is really good!" Hurry up, don't cry poor here with me, it's useless! โ€

"What? You're not going with me? Little Alfred looked surprised.

"Accompany your sister!" Whether he understood it or not, I scolded casually: "Hurry up, stop inking, save some time, okay?" Time is money, my friend! โ€

Little Alfred had no choice but to grit his teeth again, and look at me with a sad face, before he left the room step by step and went to the palace with the messenger.

What could Philip II do with Alfred Jr.?

After he left, I was actually thinking about this seriously. At this point in time, what is the emperor most concerned about?

I estimate that on the one hand, it is to express condolences to the old man's body, and on the other hand, to make a decision on the next choice of commander-in-chief of the Armada, if there must be, I am afraid that it is about the disposal of Charznan.

Fortunately, I am prepared in these aspects, no matter what he proposes, we will have a soldier to block it, and the water will cover it!

Little Alfred went in the morning and came back in the afternoon.

It can be seen that his spirit is quite excited, but his eyes are bloodshot, and he looks very tired.

I had someone pour him a cup of tea, and little Alfred took it and drank it all, and it wasn't too hot!

"Qilan! How do you say? "Is little Alfred crazy, he opens his mouth and talks nonsense.

I asked calmly, "Cold salad!" โ€

Little Alfred slapped the table angrily: "His Majesty the Emperor wants to put Charznan on trial!" โ€

I was still expressionless: "Trial is trial, what does it matter to you and me?" โ€

This old brother almost cried: "Originally, it was none of my business, but now His Majesty the Emperor has entrusted this matter to me!" You say, "Where do I stand against my direct competitors?" โ€

"The position of the state!" I said with a stern face: "The emperor handed over this matter to you, in fact, it is to test your loyalty, if you retreat, it means that you have a ghost in your heart, then it is absolutely impossible for him to grant you an important position!" โ€

Little Alfred was silent.

I paused and asked softly, "How did you answer?" โ€

The old brother glanced at me and almost cried: "What you say, no matter what he says, I will agree, I will naturally respond!" โ€

I nodded, "Just say yes." It's good that you didn't make a mistake! โ€

"It's simple!" Little Alfred snarled at me, "Tell me, what is Charznan's culpability?" What am I going to judge him? Just by our imaginary fornication with Britain? โ€

I looked at little Alfred and saw that he was very weak, and then I continued, "So far? Do you want to back off? โ€

The old brother didn't speak, and it took a long time before he spoke: "But...... We always need proof! โ€

I snorted lightly and said lightly, "That's right, we need evidence, so we just collect evidence." โ€

"Gathering evidence?" Dude wondered.

"Gather evidence." I replied earnestly.

"How?" He asked again.

"Collect from all sides!" My smile was sinister.

Seeing that he didn't know why, I didn't plan to sell it anymore, so I approached his ear and whispered my plan!

Little Alfred became more and more frightened the more he listened, and finally exhaled in a low voice: "This...... Is that okay? โ€

I snorted again and asked, "What?" Do you have a better way? โ€

He was silent for a moment, just looked at me with his eyes, and when he saw me nodding vigorously, his face turned white with gritted teeth, and he slapped the table hard, and finally made up his mind!

Time passed little by little, and no one knew what kind of darkness and filth were hidden in the undercurrent under the surface calm.

Seven days later, just three days before the royal family and the military were ready to put Charznan on trial, an extremely sudden situation occurred in the port of Villarreal that caused a sensation throughout Spain!

Villarreal's port guards were inspecting incoming cargo when they found a large amount of gold coins from a large transport ship. Yes, the real thing, a universal gold coin from the Bank of Venice.

After careful interrogation, it was revealed that it was the fleet of the Bank of Venice that was transporting the gold coins, so there was no big problem.

But what these employees of the Bank of Venice said aroused the deep fear and attention of the guards.

They asked the question: "Excuse me, where is the residence of Mr. Gudorova Charznan de Guzmรกn?" โ€

The whole of Spain knows that Charznan has been personally ordered by His Majesty the Emperor to leave, and the so-called "please" to leave is just a polite statement, in fact, it is house arrest.

And recently there has been news that Lord Charznan is about to be put on trial, which means that no matter what the outcome, his voice is over.

At this time, the people of the Bank of Venice came to Charznan with a large number of gold coins, what was the reason?

The vigilant guards immediately informed their superiors of the incident, and the politically astute Villarreal Archon immediately interviewed the manager of the Bank of Venice and asked about the ins and outs of the funds.

The manager obviously did not know about the arrest of Charznan, and said a bunch of sycophantic words to the consul in the same flattering manner as before, before he lowered his voice and whispered to the consul:

"Don't ask where the money is coming from. Adults who haven't had some extra money! โ€

The consul was also an old fritter, and immediately understood and continued to ask: "Oh? Extra money? Where did it come from? โ€

The manager of the Bank of Venice stretched out his hand and pointed upward.

That means, obviously, to the north of Spain.

"France?" The consuls pretended to be deaf and stupid.

The bank manager shook his head, but did not explain.

"Holland?" The consuls continued to pretend to be crazy and stupid.

The bank manager shook his head again, with a look of hatred on his face.

"Could it be the UK?" The consuls wanted to get away with it.

Who knew that the bank manager smiled very connotatively, and said softly: "Our Bank of Venice is very reputable, how can we leak customer information?" Anyway, don't ask any more questions, can you still stop Lord Charznan's income? โ€

The consul didn't smile at the skin, so he was naturally full of daring.

The bank manager sighed and said helplessly: "Lord Charznan is not at home? There is no way, the other party has stated that the funds must be signed by me. Since he's not here, I'll come back when he comes back! โ€

As he spoke, he pulled out a standard contract from his bosom, which clearly read, "Honorable Mr. Gudorova Sharznan." If you have received a sum of your funds, please contact us as soon as possible, and we will ship the coins to your place again when it is convenient. โ€

The inscription is the standard Bank of Venice gilt lettering. The manager read the document twice more and made sure that there was no problem, then handed it to the archon, chuckling, "I beg you to pass it on to Mr. Charznan." Big customers, our attitude is absolutely in place! โ€

As he spoke, he took out a small box from his bosom and stuffed it into the consul's hand.

The consul took the box, and his hands were heavy, presumably precious metal.

Of course, this consul is also a person who understands that the Bank of Venice is definitely not the person they offended, to put it bluntly, His Majesty the Emperor still owes a large amount of debt to the Bank of Venice!

People are happy, give you a little reduction of interest, and if you are not happy, you will receive a penny and a lot, what kind of temper do you have?

Have the ability to bankrupt the country again!

Therefore, the consul could only send the bank manager away with a smile and politeness, and when he turned around, his face became gloomy and iron-blue!

"Lord Charznan...... Really mutinied? He clenched his fists tightly, and his palms with pinched nails almost oozing blood!

This matter must be reported as soon as possible! You must not press it in your own hands!

Thinking so, the consul turned around and went back to his office, and wrote a letter as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, he crumpled the letter again, wrote a short one, packed it up, put it in his bosom along with the bank's notice, and instructed his subordinates to prepare a carriage and rush to Madrid overnight......