"It turns out that when I was in the house, this little lady was always on the couch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Saffle scolded fiercely in his heart, but it was not good to appear on the surface, so he delayed, he had to see Gawain, even if it was to delay the days, and asked the princess to give him a document on the internal road of Seleucia, and let him go to Tarsus to meet Gawain.

Who would have thought that the princess shrugged her shoulders and asked him in turn, "What time is it?" ”

Suffol was stunned, he had to answer out of etiquette, and just as he told his attachés to scramble for the sundial, Anna sighed contemptuously, and then took out from the small waist tie an incomparably delicate silver astrolabe, which was modeled after Gawain, but smaller, the night could be determined by the stars, and the day by daylight - Anna opened the shell of the astrolabe lightly, and slammed it shut against the window, "Sorry, the time to meet you is over, I'm going to deal with the establishment of the circuit courts. ”

Then the little girl stretched out very unceremoniously, and turned to leave.

"I have good reason to see Gawain, for I have been sent by His Holiness the Holy Crown of the city of Rome to rule over Anselm in the whole of Seleucia and the suburbs of Cilicia!" Finally, the high priesthood who had been talking to Suffobell couldn't stand it anymore, and he originally wanted to take the Pope's mandate and "hit Gawain off guard", but he didn't expect the cunning Gawain to push this little lady out as a shield, and now he can only declare his identity first.

It turned out that this Ethem, who was originally the archdeacon of Canterbury Cathedral in Britain, was later assigned to Barry as the archbishop of the Catholic Church, but was ruthlessly expelled after Gawain captured Barry. Now he has received the scepter and ring given by the Pope, and with a heart that hates Gawain, he has come to Seleucia, just to give Gawain a power and act as a-stirring stick. This appointment may also reflect the attitude of the city of Rome towards the pilgrim lords now - Urban does not need you to be very successful in conquering the pagans, and above all to listen to the Pope.

Who would have thought that the-stirring stick would be empty on the first day.

But hearing this, Anna still had some pretended surprise on her face, turned around, and then returned the salute to Anselm, and then did not stop, and left, and at this moment in the basket under her seat, suddenly two beautiful kittens jumped out, wagged their tails, and followed their masters to the inner hall. In her place was the fat eunuch, who was as proud as his master, and he went out into the crowd and handed everyone a note made of plant fibers, which Anselm and Saphobel looked at with lines of Greek and a variety of numbers, "At once you will go to the dormitory of the great hospital hall, one room for each person, and someone will provide you with food, and take this supply ticket, which contains not only your food vouchers, but also your mules and horses." The fat eunuch cocked his fingers and said with a hearty smile.

As he walked out of the steps of the palace with a scepter in one hand and a paper ticket in the other, he found that the tent-lined trade square and stone street in front of him were crowded with people who spoke German, Italian, Greek or Slavic, gathered in front of a man dressed as a magistrate, who was giving them the same vouchers as he had and directing them in the direction of the same inn.

"Treat us like ordinary pilgrims and immigrants!" Suffobel and Anselm spoke hatefully, determined to write a letter of impeachment in front of the Pope at once, and then they could only mingle with the crowd and bustle towards the so-called pavilion district.

The pavilion was located between the mountains and the city, and from the ridge two visitors from Rome could see the location of the Great Hospital, which was almost finished, and an impressive crane was being erected on top of it, which was completely different from the "donkey's foot roller crane" used in western Europe at that time, it had a round rotatable base, and someone could control its direction with a device similar to a ship's steering wheel, so that it could lift any masonry without blind corners, and there were rat cages on both sides, The person inside can easily lift heavy material. Around the hospital, there are all brick-fired workshops and kilns, and mules and donkeys transporting building materials, and the rising fireworks almost cover the entire sky, giving people a thrilling oppressive force.

As a result, when he arrived at the pavilion area, Suffobel was even more angry: although they all took the coupon, because of the different content of the material supplies recorded, he was treated completely differently from Anselm!

The Archbishop of Pisa, the future Patriarch of the Holy City, and his entourage sat in the large dining room on the first floor of the pavilion, and in front of him was a dirty wooden table, temporarily recovered from the Trade Square, which still smelled of leather, and several clay plates with coarse pea bibimbap, pea porridge, pea sprouts, and pea paste pies, and the whole large dining room was full of men and craftsmen who had just finished the construction of the great hospital or the St. Paul's College, and they all ordered absinthe and cider, and it was so noisy that they farted everywhere, smoked so that Suffoebel has nowhere to stay.

Even Seleucian law and medical students, who were temporarily studying outside the academy, dined in the second floor of the Aguriate, where they were served by a chef and drank wine, and the laughter continued to reach Sapphobel's ears through the cracks, making his nerves even more angry.

As for Anselm, he was honored as a guest of honour just because he had just shouted "I am the future Patriarch of Seleucia" in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and he now dined alone at the altar in the inn district, where it was said that there were fine baked pastries, sprinkled with delicious Trabzon nuts and Corinthian raisins, as well as caviar and Cypriot wine...... After the evening, Suffobel did not see the Anselm again, they did not live in the same room, but in the simplest room, except for a bed, a jug, and a small writing desk, and Suffobel curled up on the bed, and spread the cross purse that the Emperor had given him, and was almost angry all night. What made him even more unbearable was the conversation of the craftsmen in the next room on the left, first shouting drunken words, then thunderous snoring; On the right are men and women, who are pilgrims who come together to watch the big hospital under construction, but in fact, in the eyes of Suffobel this pair is an adulterer, and when he does things at night, he is infinitely energetic and earth-shattering, which provokes the future patriarch of the Holy City to get up, first open the gospel he carried on the small table and sincerely confess, and then he leaned against the wall to listen to his ears, and his left and right hands were also busy with the rhythm under his crotch for a while before he was relieved of his fatigue and went back to bed, but before he fell asleep, the bed began to shake the wall again.

The next day, Mistress Suffobel walked out of the room with dark eyes, annoyed and weak, and went to Tarsus with Anselm.

But the attaché told him that Lord Anselm had received "preferential treatment", and that early this morning the Seleucian municipal secretary had offered to give him a few donkeys and let him go to Gawain's location.

"What are you doing?" Suffobel slammed the scepter to his feet, his voice piercing in pathos. (To be continued.) )