The waiting time was even more difficult than the time of the war, and I fidgeted from corner to corner, almost mad with words in my mouth, praying to all the gods I could think of, and making many wishes for the rebirth of the Golden Body at the Four Seasons, that they would bless Serena with a smooth birth, and a healthy heir to Nijmegen, if it were a boy!

The screams and busyness in the delivery room tossed for half a night, until the east appeared white, the sleeping earth was about to wake up and be reborn, the early residents were already busy packing up the housework and preparing meals, Serena's battlefield had not yet come to the good news, Leonardo couldn't help but get anxious, just now the posture of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai was completely panicked, and he stared at each other with me, his desire to have an heir was even more urgent than mine.

Finally, a crisp baby cry was like the first ray of sunshine that saw the clouds, piercing through the obstruction of the dark clouds and announcing his birth in a high-pitched and clear manner, and the moment I heard the sound, my tears came out of my eyes, and I excitedly pushed away the women who were blocking the door and were about to rush in, but they still faithfully performed their duties, and they held me to the death.

The two sides tore for a long time, and the door of the room opened from the inside, and the doctors who delivered the babies came out with tired faces, making it the same as the operating room in later generations, and almost took off their masks weakly, shook their heads, and said We have done our best, for Dr. Saracen, saluted me and Leonardo respectfully, and then congratulated them with joy:

"With the blessing of the gods, congratulations to your lord on obtaining the Linzi, Nijmegen now has a healthy male heir!"

"Son, it's a son!"

I excitedly gave him a big bear hug, which made the restrained Saracen monk Zhanger puzzled, and stood there upright in embarrassment.

"May I go in and see my son now? I would like to thank my competent wife! ”

"Of course, my lord, this is your right and an unshirkable obligation." The doctor leaned sideways to the side and stepped out of the door, making a gesture of pity.

"Thank you, doctor!"

I said to him incoherently, and then rubbed my hands nervously, as if I was worried that my unwashed sloppy appearance would leave a bad first impression on my son, and after a long time of uneasy pushing the door open, I carefully looked at it to make sure that it did not disturb Serena, who was sleeping due to excessive fatigue, and tiptoed into it through the crack in the door, moving smoothly like a loach.

My son was lying in the crib next to Serena, wrapped in soft fine cashmere, and was sleeping with his mouth pouted, although the newborn's edematous forehead had not completely subsided, but in the eyes of his father he was as lovely as an angel, the shape of his face and eyes were more like Serena, and the bridge of his nose and ears were carved out of the same mold as me, and I was so moved that I burst into tears, and I covered my mouth and did not dare to cry.

Whispering a few words to the maids, I left the room to the resting mother and son, and when I pushed the door out, the corridor outside was full of Kohler, the bull and other henchmen who had heard the news, and they all stared at the Duke with wide eyes waiting for the Duke to announce the good news, I cleared my throat in a mysterious way, and led everyone to the castle hall, which whetted everyone's appetite, and the bull wanted to speak several times, but was pulled by Kohler, and he saw the Duke's joy, and had already guessed that there would be good news.

I sat firmly in my seat, looked around at the expectant retainers around me, and announced in a sonorous voice: "My son has been born, yes, a boy!" Thank God! ”

Kohler and the others cheered, the bull almost rolled on the spot in excitement, and Wangcai and Hans burst into tears, as the first two retainers to follow me, they had long placed high hopes on the production of a new heir, and the birth of the little master finally fulfilled the dream of loyal servants.

I pressed my palms to the jubilant crowd, signaled the retainers to be quiet, and gave one order after another:

"Leonardo, immediately let the Archbishop of Berlin and the Bishop of Utrecht, as well as the three Bishops of Cologne, give good tiding, and beg Archbishop Alessandro to give the child a name and baptize him, prosperous, you immediately start to organize a banquet, invite all the nobles and the whole city residents who can come to attend, and take the opportunity of the festival to share the joy with everyone, and the rest of the people will go back to me to take a good shower and change into clean clothes, no one is allowed to be late for today's banquet and go out of the country, do you hear clearly?"

"Understood!"

Kohler and the others agreed in unison, and pushed the door out in a noisy manner, and the hall fell silent, only Leonardo sat in his chair and had not left, and he had to do his own business, and I had some things to discuss with the experienced old man.

"His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Pope's ......"

I pondered for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out how to phrase it, the duke's possession of an heir is a big or small matter, and it is better to announce it to the vassals, but the timing and proportionality of the feudal monarch's notification need to be controlled.

"Don't worry, my lord, I have already arranged it, and the messenger has been released."

Leonardo stretched out his little thumb and pinched his ears, and replied confidently: "The people around Your Majesty will find a suitable time to help us arrange it, at this time the emperor himself is worried about the backyard of the fire." ”

"Then you are solely responsible!"

I nodded in satisfaction and assigned the tricky task to Leonardo, the old fellow was well-informed and handled some of the worldly affairs more appropriately than me.

"One more thing, I am ready to take advantage of this golden opportunity to implement a new economic policy, which will be to mint Nijmegen's own coins, and use it to gradually influence and dominate the entire market, and to keep the control of the economy firmly in our hands."

This was a topic of interest to Leonardo, and the old man's gloomy eyes suddenly came to his senses, and he excitedly asked, "Then how are you going to proceed?" Without the imperial decree of His Majesty the Emperor, our privately minted coins can only circulate in the region at most, even if there are strong financial resources to guarantee it, in the final analysis, it is only a local payment currency, and it may take a long time to enter circulation and replace the universal Eastern Roman gold coins as hard currency, and it will not be possible to see the desired prospects in just a few generations, and it is necessary to ensure that Nijmegen continues to have a long gold source during this period. ”

I stood up and paced with my hands behind my back as if I was outside the delivery room, the confusion of the currencies of the countries greatly hindered the development of Nijmegen's commercial power, as a hard currency, the Eastern Roman gold coin, after all, was not a large number of imported goods, and other countries minted good and bad coins, and there was no way to unify the market, the reintroduction of a common currency of the Franks themselves had to be put on the agenda, and as the most financially powerful of all countries, Nijmegen, I thought that I had the ability to subvert the tradition and reorganize the market.

"You go down first and arrange someone to study, according to my estimate, if His Majesty the Emperor insists on going his own way, he will soon need Nijmegen's help, and then it will be the best time for us to force the Bunemegen coin!"

Leonardo blinked, as if thinking of something, but in the end squinted his eyes and did not make a sound, and he followed my description and guessed what the so-called best time was.

Unexpectedly, the Bishop of Cologne, who was originally scheduled to give my son a religious name, did not grab the slot at all, and the Archbishop of Berlin, Lord Alessandro, decided to be the godfather of the son of the Duke of Nijmegen on his own initiative, and sent Father Michelangelo to baptize the newborn on his own behalf, everyone knew that he represented His Holiness the Pope of the Vatican Peter's Palace, so no one continued to dwell on this first-come, first-served issue, anyway, it was the Holy See's own business, and any bishop could baptize.

Pope Sylvester II was a clever man who did not hesitate to use any opportunity to send a friendly signal to Nijmegen, and the French pope, who was bent on emulating his great predecessor, Sylvester I, failed to find an opportunity to show his strength behind the scenes.

The Emperor did not pay much attention to the trivial affairs of Italy, and his own harem was troublesome, but the Duke of Nijmegen covered the sky with one hand, and hung a sword of Damocles over the head of the Holy See, and the Normans, as allies, stirred and churned like fish in water in southern Italy, first destroying the withered and decaying castle of Saracen on the tip of the boot, and then half-pushing and half-isolating the few remaining cities of Eastern Rome in Italy, forcing them to give up the inner 6, and trapped in the city by the sea, The Normans were as active as a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers, and a vicious dog tethered to the door of the Vatican.

I should have guessed that Archbishop Alessandro had no creative name, and Father Michelangelo, who spoke on his behalf, recounted the archbishop's blessing in its original form, and claimed that the birth of the same saint was a generous gift from God, so the child's name should have been Martin, and as a father, I named my son Stark, which means strong in German, and represents the hope that the child will grow up strong without illness or disaster.

Coupled with the surname Morini of the Flemish family from which his mother Serena was born, the child's full name finally became stinky and long......

Martin Stark Morini Hoffman!

If in his future growth experience, he has a brilliant record or successful achievements, he will add a messy place name or title to the middle of his name, and he will completely become a thousand-legged centipede that is crazy to read and difficult to write.

The nobles who heard the news, 66 continued to come in person or sent messengers to congratulate, but I didn't pull out a dime, how do I feel that the suspicion of dragging the family to rub the rice is relatively big, the tattered mountain delicacies they sent are not enough to pay for the meal, Nijmegen is purely losing money to earn face, but the lively and celebratory atmosphere is indeed more pleasing, who is not happy to find an opportunity to overeat before Ramadan?

Moreover, it was a great party in the city, not only in the taverns and brothels, but also in the streets and alleys crowded with happy people, who were all given beer and bread from the Duke's castle, and fat sheep served by the head, and set up a bonfire in the street to sit around the barbecue, and dance and sing happily.

The bards and blind singers who had been sent to Nijmegen by the gods must have been thanking God for his blessings, and they were wandering around with the mentality of trying it out, but they did not expect pie to fall from the sky, just in time for the Duke of Nijmegen to be pleased with the good deeds of his son, and the wealthy merchants and residents generously threw coins and asked them to sing a song in praise of the great God and the wise duke, and even did not hesitate to raise the price in the hope that they could sing their own songs first, and they made more money in half a day than in half a year.

(End of chapter)

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