The Treaty of Cambrai was signed in December 1508, and in April 1509, Pope Julius II issued an edict against Venice, forbidding Venetians to worship and perform religious ceremonies, that is, to deprive the whole of Venice of clerical authority. At the same time, the 50,000-strong army of King Louis XII of France passed through the Holy Roman Empire and Milan to take Venice in Lombardy, and on May 14, he fought a fierce battle with the Venetians at Anadello near Milan, and once again won a great victory.

Given that Charles VIII, as well as his successor, Louis XII, had both been crippled in the sand in Italy, the successive victories undoubtedly injected a shot in the arm for the French, who had been partying all night long, marching through the streets, dancing, "Long live the King!" "Long live France! Not only that, but they flocked to the Château de Blois, hoping to meet their prince and queen.

Madame Kindness carefully hid her body and face behind the curtains, for the French, Louis XII's victory was certainly worthy of their rejoicing, but for the Brittany, there was Anne, the ruler of Brittany, it was not good news—if Louis XII could really take advantage of this battle to gain Milan and Naples, it would be easy to repay the previous loan, and with the glory of the victor, he would surely restore his majesty as husband and king, and then, Life at the French court with Anne and the Brittanyes would have been much more difficult than it was now.

"Isn't that what we expected?" The Duchess was much calmer than Madame Kind: "Louis XII was a mad gambler, and the army of 50,000 men was his last bargaining chip, and he was not a fool, so was it not a matter of course for him to win?" Well, things are not at worst, Italy has always been stuck in a quagmire from which it is difficult to get out, and Charles VIII in 1494 was not victorious at first, but he almost became king of Naples, but in the end, he was able to return to France because his ministers had drained the treasury and even borrowed money from me, and I don't think Louis XII was an exception, of course," she smiled, a chilling smile: If he really is the exception, we can get things back on their proper course. ”

That's why she never cut off with Giulio. The connection between the Medici and the extremely delicate - although she was reluctant to give him anything, she knew what an amorous person he was, the Mass she celebrated every year on the birthday of her lovely little Francis, the consecrated portrait, and the recently sent Valentino Duchess Louise. Borgia was reminding him that in faraway France, he also had a son.

He was an important pawn she had placed in Italy. Fortunately, he allowed Louis XII to stay in Italy until 1502 before returning to Blois, successfully avoiding little Francis growing up surrounded by a group of French people in the French court, and when he was still an infant, he walked through Brittany with the Duchess of Brittany, eating Breton milk, breathing in the fresh Breton air, and speaking in Breton with a whining ...... Louis XII accused her of raising Francis to be a Breton, for which she had nothing to argue with – and for the sake of his own ambitions, Louis XII not only failed to hold her accountable, but continued to be "tolerant" – until he could, at least take Milan and Naples.

But as Madame Kindness had said, Anne could not allow such a situation to happen—on the surface, she had to support her husband and the king, but secretly, she would lead to his defeat again and again with more zeal and a variety of means—as she and Julio had said, that she and Louis XII were enemies in the first place, and that the feud between them would never end unless one of them died.

"Are you going out?" Madame Kindness saw the Duchess dressed in good order, dressed in jewels, and draped in a cloak embroidered with the coat of arms of the French royal family, "I must go out," said the Duchess, "or they will rush in, and do not forget, that we are the Bretons, the enemies of the French, and that these fools will do everything as soon as they realize this—know, my dear Madam, we are now in Blois, surrounded by French, and the French nobles, to me, And little Frances's reluctance to stay in Blois has long been complained about. ”

"And what about His Highness Francis?" A maid asked.

"He should have slept." The duchess said, "Take that out." ”

The Duchess of Brittany appeared on the terrace surrounded by ministers and maids in high anticipation, and as soon as the people of France saw her, their cries rose louder and louder, and their hats rose and fell in the air as if they were mad, and the Duchess looked at them with a smile, and when someone began to call out to the Dauphin, she took "that" from Madame Kindness's hand—it looked like an ordinary black iron box, but it was an elbow long and a palm wide as the Duchess, and so heavy that she could not hold it up with one hand— Mrs. Kindness opened the box for her, and it was full of yellow and golden Louis!

Before the nobles and nobles beside her could understand, the duchess inserted her fingers deep into the box, grabbed a large handful of gold louis, and threw it down!

"Long live France!" She shouted.

At first, it was not known what she had left behind, but one lucky man lost his voice and shouted "Kim Louie!" And then things quickly tilted into the abyss of danger—these poor people, who had probably never touched a single louis of gold in their lives, and now, these lovely little things were in front of them, and if they were willing to stoop down to pick them up, they would be theirs—and after a moment of silence, the crowd burst into flames, and they pushed and cursed, trampled, and stared at each other, and anyone who dared to stand in their way would be torn apart—and they almost did so, and someone's eyes were gouged out, There are also people who have lost their fingers or noses, and there are people who have picked up a gold coin, but because they are afraid that someone will snatch it, they put it in their mouths and accidentally swallow it, and some people want to tear their stomachs open......

Anne just looked at it with a smile, but the archbishop of Rouen on the side exclaimed, "What are you doing, O God!?" ”

"Celebrating my husband's victory!" Anne said happily, throwing it down again, "Go stop them!" The Archbishop of Rouen ordered immediately, and the guards around him immediately ran down. They were also clever men, and instead of rushing into the crowd at once, they dispersed them little by little from the periphery - the people on the periphery could only watch for the time being, because the people inside had already rolled into a ball, and they could not get in at all, and they had to reluctantly retreat under the muskets and spears of the guards...... When Anne saw this, she turned back and reproached, "how can you do this, Mr. Bishop," she smiled maliciously, "do not these faithful and enthusiastic men deserve to be rewarded?" ”

As she spoke, as soon as she raised her hand, she lifted the entire box upside down.

The golden louis in the box poured down, and even formed a fleeting golden waterfall in the air, and they fell on the top of people's heads, backs and arms, jumping everywhere, as far as the eye could see, all of those valuable things that shimmered with a charming sheen.

At this moment, the scene was completely out of control. More people pounced, and even the bishop's attendants couldn't help but put down their spears and muskets and join in the robbery of the Golden Louis.

The Archbishop of Rouen was mad with rage, but in the absence of the king, the master of the court was the queen, especially a duchess like Anne, who still retained her domain and title, and he could not do anything about her.

No one can remember their crown prince anymore, and the original plans of the French ministers and lords have been frustrated - no child will not worship heroes, but unfortunately, in the last Italian war, Louis XII was defeated by Charles VIII.

So, shouldn't they let their crown prince feel and share the victory and glory from the king this time? He was already nine years old, and he should have understood that he was the Dauphin of France, not the heir to the Duke of Brittany, who knew that the Duchess of Brittany had defeated all their plans with only a box of gold louis.

Thinking of this, the Archbishop of Rouen had no choice but to recall his attendants, lest they be needlessly injured in the frantic fighting, as for the civilians...... Let them go to hell!

The next day, the Good Madame of Brittany heard that outside the Château de Blois, the robbery of the gold coins thrown down by the Duchess had caused the death of thirty-one people, more than a hundred wounds sufficient to cause disability, and many more were left with wounds of varying severity, and that there were almost no people who returned intact, not even those who had been mistaken by robbers on the road for robbing the Louis of Gold.

Even though they were all enemies, Madame Kindness still felt a pang in her heart, and she hurriedly drew a cross on her chest to remind herself of the three Masses of Atonement.

But when she reached the Duchess's door, her gaze became firm again, and she pushed the door in, and the Duchess had just finished writing a letter and was sprinkling sand on it so that the ink would dry as quickly as possible.

"This letter will be sent out as soon as possible." Said the Duchess.

Mrs. Kindness glanced down at it, it was for Julio. Medici's.

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Julio. The Medici opened the letter, read it, and after a moment of silence, he returned to his room and began to make a series of arrangements in an orderly manner.

After officiating at Mass on the feast of St. John the Baptist (June 24) in 1509, Julio Brown. The Medici, the Archbishop of Florence, told Cadiz and the Florentine people that he was going on an indefinite pilgrimage to the Basilica of St. Nicob in the southern Italian city of Bari.

Duarte adamantly objected, "This is extremely stupid. He said, "You have more important work to do – you can leave it to ...... Anyone who can be trusted. ”

"It's a big deal." "Duarte, we can only try once—if we miss, the prey will immediately become vigilant, and we will never find a chance again," said Giulio gently. ”

"When you're leaving." Constena asked, "What if Julius II has something to do?" ”

"You, Giuliano, Nerry and Machiavelli." Giulio replied: "And I assure you that in recent months Julius II has been so busy that he can't even think of us." He looked around at the crowd: "Florence to Nerry and Giuliano, and Cadiz to Constina and Machiavelli." ”

"What about Louis XII of France?"

"That's exactly what the Spaniards and Julius II had to worry about."

"It seems that you have made up your mind," Duarte said, "and then I will go with you." ”

"That's exactly what I expected." Giulio said.