"Calm down Ingrida, I don't have the idea of disposing of you and the child in your womb." Anna, who was quick-witted, sat down between two axes, and said with great speed, "Actually, I have summoned you and Madame Chiser to this occasion at a banquet where the guests were to be entertained, and the curtain lacked a beautiful but intricate pattern, and my barmaid said that in the whole of Seleucia this skill is possessed only by you and your handmaid, and that I would like to ask you to do it, and now that you are pregnant with Gawain's child, it is indeed unfit for such heavy labor." ”

Anna's tone was very fluent, which frightened Agnes next to her, but she greatly admired the princess in purple in her heart.

And it turned out that the thing that the fat eunuch wanted to report as soon as he rushed in should refer to the widow's pregnancy.

"I can give instructions to the court maids on this simple spider skill." Inglina said cheerfully to Anna, but still had the axe in her hand.

"Yes, yes, I can appoint you the Weaver of the Governor, as I said before, I can appoint you all the weaving workshops in Seleucia." Without the slightest hesitation, Anna continued.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Princess, for your kindness, you can assure that the manufacturing industry in Seleucia will be on the right track and be sold overseas, and the followers of the Holy Sister of Gawain also have an alum mine called Fikaia on the other side of the Yukexing Sea, which can support this cause well." Ingrida was still holding the axe.

"The promise has been made, and the appointment of an official position has been made, can you take the axe away now?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Princess." At last Ingrid took back the terrible axe, but Anna was still leaning back in her chair and did not dare to move, and then the widow resumed her respectful manner, and said to her, as Madame de Chiser had just said, that they had come to pay homage to Anna, and that there was a matter of great concern concerning the Count of Blois, which was to be reported to the Princess.

"Say," replied Anna Masase, and that was the only way to do it now.

Towards the end of May, the Counts of Blois and Normandy hurried across the seaside of Ramas to the gates of Seleucia, where they saw before them the staggering elegance of the legendary white hospital, which was nearing completion.

The pavilion adjacent to the hospital, which was already in use, was already in use, and when the knights and sergeants who came and went in the East, they were soon attracted by its unique charm: around the fountain and the colonnaded square, there was a central commercial area, where at very low prices it was possible to buy abundant goods and food, as well as all kinds of light luxuries, and Saracen, Armenian, Greek, and Italian merchants from all walks of life were flooded to solicit business. Definitely made in Cairo ivory, this beauty is unique, only it can match your wife's hair. ”

"Come and see the nuts from Trabzon, they're delicious."

"The white wax we make will definitely burn very brightly and make your room shine."

The dazzling array of shops opened the eyes of the knights with their lean horses, but when they realized that they were shy, they could only bow their heads and forget the seductive cries of the peddlers, "Wives, children, will our expedition add wealth and glory to them?" The battles that came and went, the bloody battles, what did we get except for the sin of killing, we couldn't even afford an ivory comb?"

At the corner of the street was the new "Earl of Manners" Count Reinstein, who laughed kindly and hugged the two acquaintances in return with brotherly honesty.

But in the eyes of the people, even though Count Reinstein was known for his "madness and poverty" before the Crusades, after a few months in Seleucia, he had grown white and fat, his majestic beard had grown again, and he saw that there was a skilled barber in the service, and he was dressed in expensive Greek silk robes, and hung gold and silver jewelry—but what could be more legendary and ironic than all this wealth, which he had not obtained from the Holy Land, but from Seleucia? In people's hearts, whether it is the Count of Blois or the Count of Normandy, they are undoubtedly superior to this "madman" in terms of bravery and command, but now the situation is so different that one cannot but feel the impermanence of fate.

"The two counts will come with me to the Seleucian palace at once, and the purple-clothed duke will entertain you—not that I am boasting, and now I can speak Greek at banquets." Count Ryanstein was still as enthusiastic as ever, and then he squeezed his eyes, pointed to a large courtyard on the other side of the residential area, and said to all the second earl's servants, "The grace of the princess in purple, your lodging and food are completely free, and there will be some money gifts soon." In addition, if you want to relieve the fatigue of a long battle, the courtyard provides you with a bathroom, a sleeping bed, and, of course, a nightingale that can sing and dance, which is enough to relieve the fatigue of your muscles and bones. ”

"Nightingale" is, of course, a pun on the women who sold themselves with the army, including German and Greek women, and pagan women who were captured and sold. Gawain had persuaded Anna (in this respect, Anna was becoming less and less of an Orthodox Christian) to set up a "bathhouse" in the inn area, recruited these women to be in the midst of it, and expelled the snakeheads who had extracted the fruits of their "labor", and gathered all of them together, and paid 40% of the proceeds to the military government, and 60% to keep for herself.

In this way, this group of women is also very happy, first, they do not have to be exploited by those snakeheads, as long as they pay taxes to the military government, and the two sides are clear; Second, the source of customers is fixed, and the "work" location is also very comfortable and comfortable, and it is no longer just that kind of turbulent and frightened military days.

So when Reinstein had just instructed, the group of soldiers and warriors in dirty armor looked at the warblers and Yanyan in the tall building of the big courtyard, and instantly understood what kind of business this was the place, and their faces were flushed, they were so hungry and thirsty that they needed to relax and have fun, but they were hindered by the precepts of the holy war, and the watchfulness of their wives at home, looking at the two counts, they were hesitating whether to take a step or not.

"It's free, because all the expenses are very clear, and it's the financial reimbursement of the princess in purple, which is also the hospitality that Her Royal Highness the princess gives you." Ryanstein specially reminded that it was even more uncontrollable, and Robert, Count of Normandy, scratched his neck and wanted to go.

"What are you all hesitating about, what we are doing is not destroying the marriage at all, but just relaxing the fatigue and better wielding the sword for the Lord. Damn, we are not monks, there are no rules and precepts governing us at all, and we should go openly. While everyone was hesitating, a guy with a nose guard and a scarred face walked towards Gentle Township in a dignified manner, "I want to taste what a brown-skinned girl is like." (To be continued.) )