"Wait for me, Bianca." Giuliano. The Medici shouted behind his wife, unsheathing his saber and handing it to his attendant, while Bianca had already walked briskly to a distance of more than a hundred feet from him, and before she had even time to remove the beaded scarf she wore for Mass (which hung from under her eyes to her knees), she hurried into the courtyard with her skirt in hand.

"It's all right," said Giuliano, who hurriedly followed, "and there are nurses and servants, Bianca, and we have only been out for a short time. ”

But this is not the first time, and it probably won't be the last, - Bianca loves this child very much. When little Cosimo was young, she was reluctant to even let him down from her lap for a short time, and it wasn't for Caterina to warn her that it would cause the child to become weak and unable to walk, and that she might hold him in her arms for many more years...... Even so, she did not follow the tradition of handing over little Cosimo to the nurse and the servant, and continued to do everything herself, taking care of little Cosimo in every detail, and the nurse became an ornament, only to take care of their little master for a while when they had to go out together.

When Giuliano hurriedly followed, he saw Bianca standing in front of the rose door in the courtyard, and the nurse kneeling on the side, her head bowed, not daring to say a word, he couldn't help but get nervous: "What's the matter?" What about Bianca, Cosimo Jr.? ”

Bianca ignored him, "I said ......" She stared at little Cosimo's nurse and said in a loud voice, "Don't wait for anyone to come near my son!" ”

The nurse's lips trembled with fright, it was the first time she had seen the hostess speak so violently, but ...... But that is......

"I'm not an idler." Foley's she-wolf, Caterina. Sforza said leisurely: "I am little Cosimo's maternal grandmother, your mother, and your master. ”

As soon as he heard the word "master", Bianca's face showed a look of disgust, and Giuliano on the side looked bad, and immediately stepped forward, blocked Bianca's side, and bowed deeply to his mother-in-law: "I'm very sorry," he said, "We didn't expect you to come." ”

Caterina waved her hand slowly, "Don't be so polite, we're all the dearest family, aren't we?" I just wanted to see my grandson, so I came, not to make an alliance with you, not to go to war with you, and I don't feel the need to send an official emissary. She glanced down and frowned: "What's the matter with you?" As a man, you don't even wear a sword, do you want a woman to protect you? ”

"I wear it," Giuliano explained, trying his best and as quietly as he tried to stop Bianca, who was about to explode behind him, "and when I got home, I handed it over to my retinue." ”

Caterina let out a sneer: "Uh-huh, your enemies are apparently quite obedient, for example, only attacking the Medici in the streets and churches? Her piercing gaze circled Giuliano: "You didn't wear chain mail either?" ”

"If you came only to humiliate my husband......" Bianca shouted from behind Giuliano by jumping up.

"I'm wearing it, ma'am, I'm wearing it." Giuliano thanked his father as he reached out and grabbed Bianca lest she rush over to fight her mother—seriously, he didn't think Bianca had much of a chance of winning.

Bianca was so angry that she was about to go mad, and at that moment little Cosimo was running from the side of the courtyard, and as soon as Bianca saw him, she immediately cried out: "My dear son! ”

Little Cosimo immediately stopped, gave her a big smile when he saw his mother, and then ran to her without hesitation, and Bianca immediately crouched down and hugged him tightly, while giving Caterina a defiant smile.

Caterina shrugged her shoulders indifferently, she was already in her forties, her temples were gray, but her figure was still bumpy, and her limbs were strong and strong.

Little Cosimo poked his head out, kissed his mother on the cheek, and then asked earnestly, "Mother, may I go and play with Lady Caterina for a while?" ”

"Mother plays with you." Bianca replied without thinking.

"But mother, you don't know how to do swordsmanship." Cosimo Jr. bluntly refused, "You can't even lift a longsword - it's not something you're good at, but Madame Caterina is so good at martial arts that I want to learn from her how to use a dagger and a dagger." ”

Bianca froze for a long time before she nodded less willingly...... Caterina lifted her chin contemptuously to her daughter and walked away with her booty, Cosimo Jr., while Giuliano struggled to suppress a chuckling smile.

"Find two martial arts teachers right now." Bianca said.

"Didn't you say you didn't have to look for a teacher for little Cosimo too soon?" Giuliano said innocently: "You also said that it will be at least three years before you let little Cosimo touch the real weapon......"

Bianca clenched her fists and stood up suddenly, almost hitting her husband's chin: "Not for little Cosimo," her eyes burst with terrible anger: "It's for me!" ”

"Uh......"

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Katerina. Sforza was a strong, healthy woman, that is, she could have given birth to many children, in fact, she did the same, and when she was first forced to Forlì by the mercenaries, she was not lying, but she had always deeply regretted that none of her seven or eight children were like her, let alone like her revered ancestor, Muchio. Sforza's.

And the child in front of her, without a drop of Sforza's blood, is her ideal heir, even if he is still very young, but like an oak sapling, no matter how slender it is, it will eventually grow into a towering giant tree, many people's qualifications can be seen from when he was a toddler - little Cosimo is a smart, sharp and powerful child, the most rare thing is that he has courage, and has a sense that a child can hardly have, never reckless, such a person, even if he does not have a noble bloodline and a prominent family, It is also possible to create a considerable inheritance for himself and his descendants.

Caterina vaguely knew who his mother was, and asked her to say, thankfully, that little Cosimo had not inherited much from the Borgia woman—he was more like his biological father than those eyes, a cardinal dressed in red. Compared to Lucrecia. Borgia and Caterina were more familiar with him, as he had saved his cousin, Giovanni. Sforza, Duke of Pesaro, and because of Lucrecia's connections, managed to secure a virginity for Giovanni's deceased wife, which is detailed in his cousin's letters, as well as about the Medici and Borgia, though he wrote very obscurely.

So when she first saw Julio. The thought that first came to the mind of the Marie mother-wolf was less respectful—in short, the most delicious piece of meat that always landed in the wolf's mouth—and Lucrecia may have been lovely and touching, but her surname was enough to outweigh all the virtues, like such a gentle and kind young man, even if he had to have a lover, it should not be Borgia.

What happened later also seems to prove Katerina's inference.

"At this point," Caterina leaned down and wiped little Cosimo's forehead with her sleeve, "you must not be like him." ”

Little Cosimo didn't understand, so he could only tilt his head, Caterina laughed, dropped his sword, and picked him up, little Cosimo didn't panic, just touched her bulging arm muscles - like steel wrapped in velvet, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart - in martial arts, don't talk about your own mother, even your own father, maybe ...... Nor can it be compared to this lady......

"When you're older." Catherine whispered to his little ear, "I will find you the prettiest, most coquettish, and most talkative prostitute in all of Italy......"

"I don't think that's necessary."

Caterina turned around and saw her good son-in-law, Giuliano. The Medici was standing helplessly behind them.

"It's almost time for dinner." Giuliano said, "I'm here to remind you. ”

"Yes," said Caterina, "I will take a bath, and send two amiable servants to serve me, and prepare me white balms, perfumes, and oils for my hair—how about with me?" She looked at Cosimo Jr., "Okay." Cosimo Jr. replied with a smile, kissing her on the cheek.

Giuliano could already imagine what the clouds would be on Bianca's face......

"Yes, yes, all according to your orders," replied Giuliano good-naturedly, "but Madame, there is a question concerning the education of little Cosimo, and the Lord of Rome has already made up his mind, including...... Women's Issues ......"

"Well, that's going to be said," Caterina raised an eyebrow, "I don't trust him very much—does he do a good job himself?" ”

At this moment, Giuliano was really speechless.

"Man." Caterina stumbled with little Cosimo in her arms, "It's all a bunch of idiots!" ”

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Sure enough, as Giuliano had expected, Bianca almost gritted her teeth when Caterina and little Cosimo appeared at the table with the exact same fragrant smell, hand in hand, but little Cosimo immediately ran from Catalina to her side and sat down in her arms, and her expression barely eased.

Not only was Caterina like a man in her strength and temperament, but she also had a man's appetite, and even in such a hot day, she still ate a whole roasted leg of lamb, half a honey rabbit, and a large bowl of fish soup with a lot of fish, like berries and melons, and she ate a lot.

The same goes for Cosimo Jr., who, though only seven years old, has almost the same amount of food on his plate as a grown woman (except for Katarina), and after eating, he begins to feel lethargic. But just as Bianca was about to carry him back to her room, a messenger came from the Florentine Neri family.

"It's Constina's letter." Giuliano said, "We're going back right away." ”

"You guys?" Caterina said, "Leave little Cosimo behind, and I'll take care of him." ”

Giuliano hesitated for a moment, but Bianca immediately said, "Little Cosimo will go back with us." ”

Caterina was not annoyed: "Then I'll go with you." ”