Chapter 208: Heir Crisis
Zareth subconsciously took a step back, looked left and right to see that no one was paying attention here, and then carefully lowered his voice and replied:
"Don't make a fuss, Lord Earl, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at us in the camp! You must know that after you were forcibly transferred to his vassal by His Majesty the Emperor, the Duke said angrily that you are an ungrateful villain, and I am not one of those hard-hearted lords, but I dare not ruin my future because of greedy talk. ”
As he spoke, he looked around worriedly, pretending to be submissive, for fear of arousing the suspicion of others.
I was embarrassed to be stunned there, I couldn't imagine that behind my transfer, there were so many unknown secrets, accidentally offended the Duke, and I would inevitably find an opportunity to give me small shoes to wear in the future.
You must know that in this camp with many people, the most important thing to watch out for is that the wall has ears, and the more you go to the tip of power, the more it will be like dancing on the tip of the pyramid, and you will fall into the abyss if you are not careful.
Walking into the camp of Saxony, most of the vassals had already arranged their tents and were visiting relatives and friends, I instructed the bulls who accompanied him to settle the camp in Nijmegen, and led Rollo to the big tent in the middle of the camp, where the main tent of the Saxon family was located, and was now led by the Count of Hanover, His Majesty's important minister in the north.
When I opened the curtain and walked in, the heavy smell of sweat in the tent and the burning sensation of the fire pit in the middle almost knocked me up, but fortunately Rollo held me in the back, and thoughtfully handed me an expensive silk purse with incense that Leonardo had specially transported from Italy, and the smell of the fragrance was somewhat soothing.
When they saw me come in, they all stood up and saluted, and the Earl of Hildesheim gave up his place beside him and beckoned me to come and sit down, and the Count of Hanover nodded at me and motioned for the attendant to bring me the ale, and everyone continued the conversation they had just said.
The Count of Bremen was an old retainer of the House of Saxony, who had been ruled by three emperors, and was therefore very popular, and he drank the ale in his cup at a speed not fitting his age, and then said:
"I see that His Majesty summoned all the nobles to come over this time, and there is a ** to probe everyone's bottom, His Majesty is said to be a matter of this year and a half, His Majesty wants to let his teacher Reims take over, but His Majesty wants to get rid of His Majesty's command, let the former Archbishop of Aachen, the current Chief Cardinal Gaiulius take over, the two Majesties are inextricably contested, and the people in the city of Rome are panicking, and how many villains are secretly sharpening their knives and preparing to fall into the ground."
“hai! What's the use of saying this? When the time comes, where does Your Majesty point out, will we fight and it will be over? The royal line of the Saxon family is strong, and the Duke of Bavaria, the Duke of Bavaria, who is the same clan, will not disagree with us on this issue, as long as we bring another family over, the situation will basically be clear. ”
Earl Hildesheim is a notoriously rude man, very good at fighting and killing, but he is only an entry-level rookie when playing with power, but it is rare to see very clearly in this matter, and there are not so many entanglements. "If we keep the Pope, Italy will be in our pocket, it's as simple as that."
I nodded in agreement, and everyone exchanged views one after another, buzzing and discussing in low voices, and I pulled the Earl of Hildesheim beside me and asked, "Why don't you see Your Majesty's banner in the camp, and the Norman Guards in charge of guarding are not there, isn't Your Majesty here yet?" ”
The Count shouted to his attendants to refill his wine, and wiped the scum from the corners of his mouth and explained to me: "After Your Majesty has given the order to summon, he will take his attendants to pay homage to the coffin of Charlemagne, and fortunately, the Emperor's coffin will be parked in the chapel behind the cathedral. ”
In the end, the nobles had no passion for drinking and bragging, and one by one they threw off their arms and gathered together to wrestle their wrists and wrestle, and the noisy movement almost lifted the tent, and the fiery degree was no less than that of the nightclubs dancing in later generations, and the five big and three thick strong men showed their fat flesh bare, and their sweat-soaked beards were pierced like needles, looking like a singing opera.
"Did you hear that? Your Majesty has returned, and is now having dinner, and there may not be a meeting today. ”
I sat alone in the corner, sipping ale, out of step with the lively atmosphere, when several nobles gathered around the Count of Hanover, whispering about the newly-heard gossip, like a group of little girls who love to chew their tongues.
I moved slowly and quietly, and pretended to be careless to admire the Earl of Hildesheim, who was in the center of the field and had a red face and a thick neck, and pricked up my ears to listen to them continue: "I have just seen His Majesty's chamberlain, Lord Otto of Romero, who told me a great deal of His Majesty's strange behavior in the tomb. ”
It was the Count of Goslar, a distant relative of His Majesty's maternal family, with whom I did not know very well, except that this middle-aged man, who seemed to be very shrewd, had followed Otto II in that terrible, in the battle of Cotrone, Italy, in which the Saracens had taught the German army a hard lesson, and had almost become the emperor captured by the pagans, and had escaped thanks to the help of a Jewish smuggler, but since then the borders of Germany have stopped north of Capua, For many years, I did not dare to have any illusions about the tip of the boot that swept Italy.
"What did the Earl say?" A young nobleman he didn't know asked.
Count Goslar smiled proudly, as if he was very proud that he could get such secret gossip, and Shi Shiran said: "It is said that His Majesty has shown a strange piety in the mausoleum, which has made the atmosphere eerie and terrifying. You all know that the body of the emperor was not placed in a coffin, but wore a golden crown, held a cross and a scepter, and looked down on the many people who came to pay homage, right? His Majesty knelt down in front of the Emperor's throne, looking up at the remains of the Emperor still alive and undecomposed, and the words in his mouth seemed to be praying. ”
The Count of Hanover pouted, he didn't think there was anything worth mysteriously about these things, and who visited them like this? Seeing the disdainful expression on his face, Count Goslar continued indifferently:
"Your Majesty approached the Emperor's body, helped him trim the nails of his pierced gloves, and personally changed the body into a new white cloth robe, and ripped off a corner to wear on his body as an amulet." Speaking of this, the aristocracy became more interested, like paparazzi who are very good at inquiring about celebrity gossip, and they squeezed their heads and rushed over.
"This is nothing, Your Majesty also ordered the attendants to repair the damaged tip of the Emperor's nose with gold, and pulled out a tooth from his mouth, don't be in a hurry to panic, the most sensational thing is that Your Majesty actually took Charlemagne's golden cross by the way!"
After saying that, Count Goslar made a shocked expression, which infected the surrounding nobles very much, and even Count Hanover was a little unbearable, and coughed a few times to cover up.
Several people looked at each other speechlessly, perhaps no one dared to express any opinion, and after a long time, the Count of Hanover spit out a sentence:
"This is simply an excuse to risk the condemnation of the world and give the enemy an excuse to attack Your Majesty, he actually destroyed the body of the Emperor, and took away the Emperor's cross, which is a symbol of the invincibility of the Frankish Empire under God's blessing, can Your Majesty boast that he can do the same career as Charlemagne as the sun and the moon? His Majesty's behavior has gone too far, and I must fulfill the duty of a vassal to remind him. ”
I drank the wine without squeaking, and put the whispers of several of them into my ears word for word, but in my heart I gave a thumbs up to this young emperor who dared to be the first in the world.
To tell the truth, what makes me feel the most energetic since the crossing is that this Otto Majesty, dare to think and do, completely do not take the worldly vision to heart, since the pro-government, he has used the strong integration of the five major principalities that have been quarreling in Germany and formed a clenched fist, showing the world the amazing power of Germania, making the rule of the Saxon dynasty more consolidated, this time taking away the holy relics that symbolize the spirit of the Franks from the mausoleum of Charlemagne, presumably to build the great empire of his dreams by virtue of the glory of the Great.
To say that the young emperor is definitely not inferior to his father in fighting and governing the country, but now the rule of the Saxon dynasty is like a castle built on quicksand, which cannot withstand the baptism of wind and waves, and His Majesty has not been able to leave an heir, he once wanted to marry a girl who grew up in a purple palace like his father, and propose marriage to the princess of Eastern Rome, so as to strengthen the legal sanctity of the empire. The marriage has dragged on until now.
You must know that in the feudal era, behind the strong rule, there must be enough heirs to ensure the continuation of the dynasty, so most of the vassals are worried about this matter, only Henry, the Grand Duke of Bavaria, is alone, hiding in the dark and stealing fun, from his ancestors to his three generations, has been very interested in the cause of snatching the imperial throne, once His Majesty Otto dies, he will be the closest heir to the blood.
"Looks like I'm going to have to think about accepting that woman from Serena......"
Talking to myself, I unconsciously drank the ale in the cup again, and thoughtfully thought of the nominal orthodox countess of Nijmegenbo, to tell the truth, I have been choking enough for so long, and I have not lived for more than a year, so I simply don't do it!
As long as Serena's baby is mine......
(End of chapter)