This accident made Henry VIII a little ...... when he met his queen for a long time after Can't get up. Fortunately as a king, he was always surrounded by countless beautiful women, and he sought solace among them, in order to forget the shadow that had covered his memory as soon as possible, but to his great pain, Catherine, who had recovered and regained herself from her misfeud a few months later, sent her own maid to remind him that he had duties to fulfill as a king and husband.

It was a depressing evening, and although the weather in London was no longer so irritating by June, Henry VIII still felt itchy and restless, first of all in his father's favourite Thomas. Wolsey (now his) prayed that he had never been so attentive and serious, and only hoped that he would soon be able to give birth to a healthy boy with the queen and put an end to his suffering. Then he took off all his clothes with the help of his attendants and smeared his whole body with a medicinal oil that helped **, so that he could do his duty in the second half of the night.

At last he changed into a loose linen pajamas, and walked barefoot to the queen's bedroom, and the queen had already changed into the same linen pajamas without embroidery and color, to tell the truth, two sacks alive, but Henry VIII did not care at all that these Catherine's appearance was not outstanding in the first place, and I don't know if it was because of the lack of careful care when she was young, and the hair and skin she inherited from her mother and her father, who was known for his handsomeness, were not so healthy, in the dim candlelight, Henry VIII felt nothing more than a man cut out of a piece of paper, with a shriveled bosom, but he mustered up the courage to extend his hand politely, took his queen, and knelt down in front of the huge bed, where they rested their elbows on the sheets, and closed their eyes again in prayer. But Henry VIII was much more active than Catherine's piety, and he even raised his voice and promised to build a holy cathedral for his heavenly father if God could give him a son.

Catherine endured for a long time to calm her mood, and her heart couldn't help but be full of hatred for the contempt of the king, both for Henry VIII and for her sister Juana I, but she didn't dare to do anything to Henry VIII, and she didn't dare to complain to Juana, after all, Juana I had already sensed that she had intervened in the previous rebellion Yes, out of jealousy, Catherine leaned between Spain and the Holy Roman Empire towards the latter, although she now almost had the title of queen, But she did explicitly become a supporter of Charlie, the son of Juana.

The mother who gave birth to a son, became the heir to Henry VIII, and after Juana I succeeded in quelling the rebellion and re-becoming the ruler of Spain, became Catherine's last and only desire, she had nothing, no relatives, no friends, only a husband who was equal to nothing, and she had no doubt that if she could not fulfill her obligations as a queen, Henry VIII would act like King Louis XII of France to depose the queen.

They climbed into bed under the watchful eye of the maids and attendants, and under the sheets the queen lay upright, while the king closed his eyes and imagined himself galloping on a strong and beautiful little mare, whose face and body were always changing, but lately it was one of the queen's maids that had come to the king's mind.

Henry VIII succeeded in his efforts for half an hour, with only the sound of heavy and monotonous breathing, and when he was done, he left the queen's side and went to the next room, where a maid was waiting for him as reward for his hard work, and the queen was humiliated and numb with the help of the other maids to lift her legs and put a pillow under her waist to ensure that she could conceive as soon as possible.

When the cry of the maid came from the other end of the less soundproof wall, even the priest Thomas, who should be accustomed to it, could not help but show a little pity, and he secretly told himself to remember to change the king with a wiser female companionAlthough he did not like the Catherine of Aragon, she was still the queen of England now, and perhaps the mother of the king in the future, and a maid was not qualified to humiliate her like this, he remembered that a new upstart had come to visit him, Hopefully, he can recommend his daughter to be the queen's maid, called Boleyn?

Henry VIII may have known that his female companion was deliberately yelling, but he didn't care, he was deeply disgusted with his wife, and if she was embarrassed, he would only laugh, but the next day, not only Thomas. Wolsey insisted on expelling the maid, even his always open-minded teacher, Desi Dew. Erasmus rebuked him, too.

"But my marriage to her," said Henry VIII, "is not cursed?" She was supposed to be my sister-in-law, but now she is going to give birth to a child waiting for me, and I always feel that God will not allow such a thing to happen. "And she's so old and so ugly." ”

"I think her greatest fault is the latter," said Brother Desi without hesitation, "this is not what an upright king should do, she was your brother's wife before, but now she is your queen, you should respect her, cherish her, and not to say that God will not allow it, is not your marriage contract with her by the permission of the Pope, you are blessed, do not think about it, treat her well, and give birth to your heir with her as soon as possible." ”

"Then teacher," asked Henry VIII sincerely, "since the Pope has given such a charter, can I apply for the same application I mean, I want to break off my marriage with Catherine." ”

Brother Desi stared at him for a moment, then reached out to turn his face away: "Don't be whimsical, Juana I of Spain will not allow it, and she has a nephew who has inherited the Lowlands, and Maximilian I of the Holy Roman Empire will not sit back and watch you change the queen." He paused, "And if you abandon Catherine, who do you want to be your queen, and the kings don't seem to have a suitable daughter or sister at this time, and you don't want anyone else to interfere in England." ”

"Anyone may," said Henry VIII, "as long as I don't want to vomit when I see her." ”

"Tell me you're not serious."

"I'm not serious," said Henry VIII, but his expression didn't look like a joke at all: "I hate her, Teacher, and I don't think it's going to be a difficult thing to do, and if I take a step back, the price of the church has been skyrocketing, but I can probably afford a piece of atonement for murder." ”

"Your Majesty." Brother Desi shouted sternly, Henry VIII had to raise his hands and make a gesture of surrender, he was in the prime of life, although not so handsome, but strong and tall enough, his ruddy complexion and abundant hair made him win the favor of many noble ladies, of course, the splendid silk clothes and the crown of gold were a plus, but his heart was not as pleasant as his appearance, and Brother Desi had to remind him that he had just ascended the throne, and that he was in an extremely unstable state, both inside and out, at this timeIt would be unwise to offend Spain and the Holy Roman Empire.

"Think of your army in Italy." Brother Desi said, "Don't you want to kick the French in the ass?" ”

Henry VIII nodded smugly, "Maybe you're right, teacher. He still had great respect for the monk of virtue and wisdom, but the fact that he was forced to face the cruel truth still made the young king a little unhappy, and he simply gave up the afternoon lesson, jumped out of his chair, and went out of the door, and in the corridor he saw a strange face, and he followed the servant of Brother Desi, with a solemn expression, even a little haste and pain.

"Who is this?" The king asked.

The servant hurriedly bowed to the king, and the man behind him hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed.

"He said he was a disciple of the monk," said the servant of the monk, "so I brought him to the monk." ”

"But I haven't seen you at Brother Desi." The king asked, suspicious.

"That's because I've been away from the monk for a long time, Your Majesty." The one who wears a black wool four-cornered hat and a coat of the same color...... The young man said that Henry VIII was so uncertain because if he had been a disciple of Brother Desi, he would have been a young man like him, but in his eyes the king saw only more suffering than Brother Desi, and temples that seemed to be covered with gray dust, and wrinkles full of uneasiness.

"Oh," said the king, "then you have come to him now that you want a job?" What can you do? "It's no wonder that he was too curious, Brother Desi was invited by Henry VII to be the teacher of Crown Prince Henry Jr., like such a close minister, there will always be a lot of people around him, but Brother Desi is always impatient to drive these people away, and never recommend it to Henry VII or the current Henry VIII Someone This is his right and duty.

"My name is Martin. Rudd. The man replied, "I ......," and his words stopped abruptly, as Brother Desi was coming out of the room.

Martin. Rude staggered forward a few steps and fell to his knees at Brother Desi's feet.

"Teacher......" he pleaded incoherently with tears in his eyes, "Teacher, I ...... I'm still ...... Or do you want to go back to church......"

Henry VIII was willing to continue listening to the story, but Brother Desi did not satisfy the interest of others to peep**, and he could be said to have rather arrogantly driven the king away and let him deal with the affairs of government and his queen, but what could escape the eyes and ears of the king in Greenwich Palace in London? He could be said to be happy with a plate of ham and a bottle of wine to listen to the story of Martin. Rudd's story is full of sympathy for this ill-fated guy.

"Well," said Henry VIII, "do you still want to be a clergyman?" ”

"Yes." Martin. Rudd said.

The king looked up at the ceiling depicting the saint and the Virgin: "It is not very difficult to get you back to the church," he said, "but why did the Brother Desi beat you so badly?" ”

"Because I don't want to give up my wife."

Henry VIII's eyes widened: "You know that the current church does not allow priests to have wives, and if you are chaste for God, it is impossible to continue to keep worldly marriages." ”

"But I can't throw away Pola," Martin said, "I can't live without her, and she can't live without me." ”

Henry VIII was subtly envious: "Then you should live well with her, and have a few noisy children, instead of being a priest," and at this point he suddenly realized: "If you lack a job," said the king generously, "it is all right, you can come to me and work for me in the court, I think you can still do a clerical job." ”

Martin. Lud raised his head and smiled wryly: "Thank you, but Your Majesty, what I need is not a secular job, in fact, I work as a priest in Magdeburg, a school run by the Friars of Charity, and I get five gold coins a month, which is enough for me and my family, and I get free shelter and food there." ”

"Sounds good," said the king, "what kind of school is that?" It's the first time I've heard, no, wait, if it's good, then why would you want to go back to church? If you do come from an ordinary background, as you say, then it will be difficult for you to climb to the top in a short period of time, right? ”

Martin. "I don't want to be lord or prince of the church," he said, "and I used to want nothing more than to be with my lover, like any earthly couple, and to live a peaceful life, but what I saw and heard, I could not bear and be silent." ”

"What do you see? What do you hear? ”

"God's dwelling place on earth is about to fall, Your Majesty."

Bora sat in her room in the small inn.

London was a complete stranger to her, and she had only heard the term in her father's account, but the man she loved said that he would come here, and seek a solution to his misery from his teacher, and she followed, though she had been missing their warm hut, the firm bread, and the lively chickens, and the sweet berries and honey, and the same fruity, lively and sweet, and her and Martin's child, who was too young to endure the toil of the long journey, and they had to entrust him to their neighbours, and the day after they left, Bora was missing him.

But in any case, Bora would not have let Martin go to such a far place alone, without her care, he would not even know where to put his socks, and he would not have eaten or slept properly.

Bora raised her hand and slammed a mad bug to death.

She was very satisfied with her previous life, but Martin was not, or rather, at the beginning, he was willing, but I don't know when he started no, maybe it was from the time he heard that the price of atonement had skyrocketed to ten times the original one, and he could no longer deceive himself.

Bora was even ready to break off her engagement with him, and she had planned that if Martin could return to become a priest, she would return to the convent and vow to become a nun.

Martin said he was reluctant to leave the church and would not leave her.

But how is this possible? They seem destined to separate.