Segolena lay on the ground, his limbs stiff, although it was not painful, but it was difficult to move for half a minute, and the power of the light palm in the darkness was so powerful. He barely raised his head and stared at the old woman's face, but he felt that the old man was very kind under the candlelight, and the hostility in his heart had subsided a little.

The old lady said slowly: "Young man, what is the matter with you breaking into my old woman's inn at night?" Segolena had no choice but to reply: "I was chased by someone, and I was injured again, and when I saw that the windows here were ajar, I panicked and broke in, but I didn't come to steal things." He had just become a thief in the castle, and his heart was still empty, so he added a special sentence. The old lady narrowed her eyes, saw that Segolena had a dagger stuck in her waist, and the blood had already soaked through the placket of her clothes, and knew that what he said was true, so she let out a long breath and said, "That's good, the old man also said that you were a thief at a young age." What's your name?"

Segolena answered honestly, and accidentally glanced at the lily pattern on the old woman's chest, and thought of her shocking kung fu just now, and thought to himself, could it be that this old woman was a master of the Beguin? If Björzi's words are right, the name of this Beguin Society is a few points greater than that of the Twelve Apostles of the Protectorate, and if it falls into their hands, it will be impossible for him to get out.

The old lady didn't know what he was thinking, so she got up from her chair and babbled, "Sister Ethel is really confused, I have taught her to close the doors and windows before going to bed, and she has forgotten it." She closed the window sash and turned back and said, "You have not been lightly wounded, and it is naturally God's arrangement to come here to seek refuge in the old body, and I will call someone to deal with you." The old lady waved her sleeves, and a breathless force floated in, and Segolenard's hands and feet could move. This old woman's kung fu has entered the realm to the point where she can send and receive freely and solve acupoints in the air, and she seems to be a little more clever than the "hermit", which really shocks him.

The old lady shook the brass bell in her hand, and after a while, there were three timid knocks on the door. The old lady said, "Come in." Immediately, a woman in a plain nun's dress pushed the door in, this woman was not a few years older, she was born simple and dignified, faint and delicate, her eyebrows were black as thick ink, her goose-egg-like cheeks were as white as a porcelain doll, her big eyes like autumn water were extremely clear, revealing a few traces of innocent temperament, and her forehead was covered with a few sparse bangs that were not combed.

As soon as she entered the room, she suddenly saw a man lying on the floor, and she couldn't help but let out a "ahhhhhh The old lady sighed, "Sister Ethel, how can you still be so reckless. I have been planting a pot of tiger piran for four years, and you have trampled on it to Belgrade. The nun's eyes moistened, and she hurriedly knelt down and wept, "It's me who is not good, please punish Abbot Gabriella." Mama Gabriella said, "The punishment will be discussed later, but it is important to save people." Help the child to the bed, and get some bandages and ointments. ”

Ethel looked embarrassed, but fearing the dean's blame, he closed his eyes, turned his head, and dragged Segolena by the collar with both hands. Fortunately, Segolena was born extremely thin, and Ethel's slender physique could barely move. She closed her eyes and didn't know the direction, when she suddenly heard a "bang", it turned out that Segolena's head hit the wooden frame next to the bed, and she was so frightened that she let go and said, "Yes...... I'm sorry" It doesn't matter if it's loose, Segolena fell to the ground again, grinning in pain.

Mama Gabriella frowned and said, "This child, panic like this, how can you get something big in the future?" Ethel frowned and bit her lip, and put Segolena on the bed, and her right hand accidentally touched the handle of the dagger, so painful that Segolena couldn't help but say: "This sister, Our Lady is merciful, but she doesn't want to hurt people. Ethel's face was greatly cramped, and he wrenched his robe with both hands, and muttered, "Are you alright......?" It's unintentional...... It's true. Mama Gabriella said, "Why don't you get the bandages and the ointment?" As Ethel ran out of the house with her hands on the corners of her skirt, she heard the sound of stamping on the wooden stairs in the distance, and after a short time the footsteps broke off, but there was a rumbling sound of tumbling. Mama Gabriella shook her head, as if she was very helpless, and said to Segolena: "Ethel, this child, is fine with everything else, but it seems to be possessed by a Nome imp, and he is confused all day long, and he doesn't know what to do. The old body traveled this time, I thought she was used to being pure, and she should be brought out to experience it, but she was like a frightened quail, refusing to leave me at a step. ”

Segolena laughed: "It's not necessarily a good thing. Isn't there a poem that says, 'Pure and free, princes are also blessed', isolated from the world, in order to keep the soul pure. Mama Gabriella was stunned, these two lines are the verses in the hymn "The Fountain of Life" written by the holy daughter Hildegard five hundred years ago, although Hildegard is admired by all people, but this hymn is not a famous poem, except for the nuns who specialize in study, few people know. At this time, it came out of the mouth of a teenager, which surprised Mama Gabriella. Unbeknownst to her, Brother Kavanagh had nothing else to teach at the bottom of the valley, except for Segolena to recite the Hymns of the Ages, including the writings of Hildegard.

Mama Gabriella said, "I didn't expect you to know these things at such a young age. Segolena said: "It's all taught by the teacher, and I felt it for a while, so I read it out, and asked my grandmother to forgive me." Mama Gabriella said, "Forgive what sins, how many priests and bishops can't even memorize the Bible in the world, and it's really rare for you to have such insight." When she saw that the child knew so much about the Word of God, she couldn't help but love it a little more.

As the two spoke, Ethel pushed the door open again, holding a mass of bandages and two bottles of amber-colored ointment. She called out "Lord Dean" and laid them down on the bedside. Mama Gabriella glanced around and said displeasedly, "Where's the scissors?" Ethel opened her mouth with an "ah", her eyes widened, and she hurriedly turned around and went downstairs to get it. Mama raised her palm to stop her and said, "Forget it, if you go downstairs again, I don't know how many people's dreams will be disturbed." She trembled to the side of the bed, stretched out the nail of her little thumb, and lightly scratched the side of Segolena.

The girl's dagger was stuck in Segolena's waist, and the bright sterling silver handle was exposed. Thanks to his profound internal strength, he never let the dagger enter his body too deeply, otherwise no one would be able to save him unless the Heavenly Father came. When Ethel saw the man's skin, his face was full of shame, and he wanted to rush out of the door, but he was just hindering the majesty of the dean. Mama Gabriella ordered her to hold the candlestick, leaned over to examine the wound carefully, and said, "It's all right, it's not serious." Sister Ethel, wait a minute, I will seal the star point near his wound, and you pull out this dagger vigorously, and apply it with the three holy anointings of our Beguin, but you must apply it carefully, and there must be no gaps, otherwise the blood will flow backwards. After the wound is washed, tie it with a bandage. She glanced at the girl and added, "Don't be in a hurry, but take your time, as you do for the sisters on a daily basis." ”

After the explanation, Mama stretched out her fingers and counted in the three palaces of Segolena, Libra and Capricorn, and her skills were skillful. These fingers were infused with the true qi of the softest, and they sealed the fate points of the great stars near the wound. Segolena's internal strength rebounded slightly, which surprised Mama a little. Her kung fu is mainly soft, and ordinary internal force is impossible to resist, and the internal force in this young man's body actually responds, which is really weird.

Mama didn't have time to think about it, and immediately withdrew her hand and said: "The waist is the key point of the human body, and it should not be closed for too long. Ethel handed the candlestick to Mama, and stepped forward timidly, holding the handle of the dagger in a pair of slender hands, she had never been so close to a strange man in her life, and was very cautious for fear of touching his skin and staining her body. Gabriella said, "Hurry up in your hands, it's not embroidery!" Hearing the urging, Ethel turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes and lowered his head to pull outward, and the dagger pulled out of his body with a "poof". She exerted too much force, and with a grunt, the whole person fell backwards with the dagger in her hand, almost injured by the blade.

Without waiting for Gabriella's reproach, Ethel had already gotten up from the ground. She didn't care to pick up the dagger, nor did she dare to look at her grandmother's eyes, so she quickly lowered her head and squeezed out the ointment from the bottle and smeared it on the wound. She wiped it, but it was like a plasterer plastering the plaster, a large lump of ointment was applied directly, and it was not evenly smeared, and it was almost possible to lay bricks directly. Finally cleaning up, Ethel brought another bandage, and overlapped it three or four times, wrapping Segolena's waist like a smoked pig's leg wrapped in straw. She let out a sigh of relief. Segolena said, "It's so comfortable, thank you." Ethel quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look directly at him.

At this time, Mama Gabriella picked up the dagger from the ground and examined it, her brow furrowed slightly. She walked up to the bed with a dagger and asked Segolina, "This person who stabbed you is the enemy who is chasing you?" Segolena said, "Although it is not, it is a gang." "But I have seen this dagger, but it is the possession of Rosemary, the laywoman disciple of Provenzano, and they are the enemies you are talking about?" He had forgotten that the beguin's grandmothers were escorted by Provenzano all the way, and the weapons used by the disciples of the Simon family were naturally familiar to this old woman.

He didn't dare to lie, so he replied, "Yes, it's them, and there are also Romulus and Chery." Mama nodded and said, "That's it." All three of them came this time. She said sternly: "Provenzano's disciples are not people who fight with others at will. Although Cheri's child has a bad temper, she is controlled by Romulus, and she will not hurt people indiscriminately. What hast thou done that thou hast alarmed them?"

Segolene hesitated for a moment, feeling that he could not tell a lie in front of this kind grandmother, so he told the story of his conspiracy with Van Eyck to steal the Bazlisk worm, but deliberately concealed his identity and did not mention it. When he finished, he added, "I only wanted to retrieve the stick, but not to steal." Mama pondered for a moment, and then said: "The duke is in danger of Europa, and you help someone steal his elixir, which is one should not be; that elixir is the Pope's heart, and it is blessed, and you use the holy money, which is not the second should be; that magic hand painter is also good and evil, but you don't ask the reason, don't distinguish the righteousness, and vainly join forces with him, these are the three no's." ”

This rebuke was righteous and stern, and Segolena was ashamed. He thought to himself that what he had done was not very proper, and that Brother Kavanagh would have reprimanded him like this. Mama Gabriella saw that he was ashamed, and said, "Belgrade is under the rule of the Duke, and you trespass on his castle, and I am a guest, and I cannot protect it, so I will have to send you to the castle later." She was very fond of Segolena, and she felt pity for her talents, so she was relieved: "But since you have strayed into my place, I think God has instructed you." No one is guilty unless he is Jesus. Didn't Paul come with you that day and say that you have repented, and teach them to be light. I think they'll still sell it to me. ”

Mama Gabriella raised her right hand and said to Ethel, "Fetch my robe, and I will personally send him to the duke." As if Ethel had been pardoned, and was about to leave, the grandmother said, "Segolena's robe is torn and cannot be worn, so go to the owner of the inn and find a robe for a man." Ethel let out a "hmm" and turned to leave, fetching a black nun and a light gray coarse cloth shirt in a few moments.

Mama knew that her disciple was thin-skinned, and it was more uncomfortable to let her change the man's clothes than to kill her, so she simply changed it herself. Mama is nearly 80 years old, and no one else can gossip. She made Segolena lie down, her fingertips were as angry as a sword, and after a few strokes, the clothes on the upper half of the boy's body turned into shreds, revealing his bony body. Ethel was holding his clothes on the side, hanging his head and not daring to look at it.

Mama Gabriella picked up her shirt and said, "God loves the world, and Our Lady is merciful, and with me by her side, the Duke will not be ......." Segolena's upper body**, under the candlelight, has a little purple mark on his shoulders and chest, and when he looks at it together with the purple mark on his forehead, it looks like a cross. Afraid that the old man would be dizzy and misunderstood, Mama instructed Ethel to hold up the candlestick and look at it carefully for a long time, before she asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

Segolena said, "This is what my teacher left me. Mama's eyes suddenly sharpened, and she asked urgently, "Who is your teacher?" Segolena said, "He is Brother Pa Fay Kavanah, the elder of the dervish of the dervishes, and that wooden staff is his token." "Mama had heard of Brother Kavanagh's name, and knew that he was a well-known righteous man in the Sangha, so she immediately asked Ethel to fetch a wooden staff. She reached out and felt the five round scars on the spine of the staff, knowing that this was the symbol of the Dervishes, she couldn't help but wonder: "The stigma of the court is the unique mark of the Twelve Apostles, how can the elders of the Dervishesh know about it?" However, this matter involves the confidentiality of the Holy See, and no one else can be left behind. Hearing this, Ethel next to him hurriedly said, "Lord Dean, I'll go check to see if the door downstairs is locked." ”

When she walked away, Segolena said to Mama: "My teacher, Brother Kavanagh, is the successor of the Gospel of Matthew of this generation, and no one knows about the fact that the Pope sent him to the Dervishesh to secretly supervise it. Mama Gabriella said: "Brother Kavanagh has been famous for twenty years, but His Majesty Pope Martin V has only been on the throne for nine years, but the time is not right. Segolena said: "It was the former Pope Urban VI who appointed my teacher. ”

Mama Gabriella nodded, silent. Although they were independent of the rivers and lakes, they were nominally under the control of the Holy See, because they knew very well about the dispute over the ecclesiastical system. The three emperors of Rome, Viktor Urban, Alexander V of Milan, and Clement VII of Avignon, all claimed to be Peter's orthodoxy, and the churches in Europa were divided and relied on. At that time, everyone on the rivers and lakes was in danger, and when two people met, they first asked each other's factions, and often drew their swords against each other just because the sect was not in agreement, and they didn't know how many lives they had caused. Beguin will always be obscure, and he is almost involved in it, if it were not for the former dean's thunderous means to suppress it, I am afraid that it will cause a civil strife.

Therefore, the twelve apostles of the court were divided into three factions, each with an emperor, and they fought happily, only the messenger of Matthew's gospel was nowhere to be found. At this time, when she heard Segolena say this, Mama had already guessed that Brother Cavanagh was loyal to the Roman faction: "Brother Cavana has given you a wooden staff, and you have learned all the martial arts of the Gospel of Matthew?" Segolena said: "I'm ashamed to say that the teacher was crippled at that time, and I only learned a few percent." Mama said, "You don't have to be too humble. The old body just tested your depth, and the internal force in the body is quite abundant, and it is very rare to be able to flick one of my fingers slightly. You kid is not very old, but your internal strength seems to be a master who has been cultivating for many years, is Brother Kavanagh's Matthew Gospel really of such a wonderful use?" Segolena said in a low voice, "Not really. Then he told his experience in the past seven years as it was. Rao is Mama Gabriella was full of concentration, and she was also stunned when she heard it, and said after a while: "You originally practiced the "Proverbs and Martial Arts", no wonder you have this skill. Just look at your internal strength, it doesn't seem to do what you want?"

Segolena said: "Mama is really the Fang family. Although the internal energy in my body is abundant, it is still not able to function freely. When fighting, I had to use straight fists and straight palms to vent my internal strength, but I couldn't understand it when I used sword moves and staff techniques. Mama said: "In fact, there are many internal skills in the world, and they all come to the same end, and in the end, they always come down to the balance of the four liquids." The so-called move is nothing more than how to make the four-liquid drive more stable. On that day, Adam and Eve were in the Garden of Eden, they were originally perfect, and the four fluids in their bodies were not smooth, but then they stole the forbidden fruit, and God sent down the wrath to reduce them to the world. The purpose of those of us who practice martial arts should not be to compete for strength, but to strive to balance the four liquids, to approach the perfect realm of the ancestors, to reduce the original sin, and finally to be fulfilled by God. It is the way of internal strength, and the heart of faith is the most important. The stronger the belief in the Lord, the more the Lord will be able to peek into our minds and give us kindness, and then the four liquids will be leveled and we will be able to enter the great realm of supreme wonder. This is exactly what I believe in the Beguin's 'Blessed Miracle of the Virgin Mary' is about blessing the soul. ”

These words made Segolena feel empowered, and he said yes again and again. Mama Gabriella suddenly asked, "Is your father-in-law really called Durand?" and Segolena said, "Yes, he is the royal guard of Valois, and he was ordered to go to Moldova." Mama said: "That's why you want to serve the French royal family, with the ambition of the whole father?" Segolena said: "Yes." When I go to the Pope and capture Novis, I will send the Crown of Saint-Louis to the Dauphin. Mama listened and was silent.

As he spoke, Ethel hurried upstairs and said, "A lot of soldiers knocked on the door from outside and asked if we had seen any suspicious men. Segolena thought that Mama would give her directly to the soldiers, but she muttered for a moment, looked up and said to Ethel, "Go and tell them, and say that you have not seen it." Ethel hesitated, "Then, isn't that a lie?" Ethel still wanted to distinguish it, but when he saw Mama's sharp eyes, he had to hang his head and retreat.

Segolena was surprised: "Mama, aren't you against the duke by hiding the prisoners?" Mama said: "Originally, it was to be handed over, but since you are the descendant of the Gospel of Matthew, it is very different. Segolena said, "It doesn't matter if those soldiers break in and arrest me, it will not be good for your reputation." Mama Gabriella smiled and said, "The Duke's wife of Belgrade was originally a female disciple of my Beguinhui, and the Beguin's inn, they didn't dare to break into it." ”

Although the Beguin Order is a group of nuns, it is not an ordinary convent, in addition to the nuns who are determined to serve God, there are also lay female disciples among them, who take the oath or not, and listen to the respect. Some became lay disciples for a few years and then became nuns, while others left the Beguin Society and married their husbands.

Segolenaki said, "Mama, why are you like this?" Mama Gabriella stopped talking, and said for a while: "I have my own arrangements, but now is not the time. She patted the head of the bed and said, "The duke has been busy preparing these days, and he is overwhelmed, and he does not want to cause trouble. Three days later is the Duke's birthday feast, and you will come with me to ask him for forgiveness. You are just young and ignorant, you have been deceived by the magic hand painter, and you have an old body by your side, this matter should not be difficult to do. Seeing that Mama had thought so carefully, Segolena couldn't help but feel grateful.

Mama said again: "You can rest in peace with me." There is Ethel to take care of, and although the girl is clumsy, she is a very kind person. ”

Ethel happened to turn around, and when he heard Mama say this, he was so embarrassed that he stood at the door and did not dare to come in. Mama's ears were so sharp, and she smiled: "Come in." Ethel had no choice but to enter the door and say, "The military master downstairs has been dismissed." Mama said, "Very good." If this brother wants to rest with us for a few more days, you will take care of him more. Let the kitchen boil more meat porridge, plus our peony fragrance purifying qi pills, the most nourishing. Just don't let anyone else know he's here. Knowing that Segolena was a follower of Matthew's gospel, she changed her name to "brother."

After Mama finished explaining, she got up and walked out of the room and went to the next room to rest. Ethel made the wooden bed, placed a drink of honey and wormwood beside him, and took out a Boltu felt blanket and covered it with Segolena. Mama was not in the room, and she was much more relaxed in her work, not as busy as before. Segolena lay on the bed and said sideways, "Thank you, sister." Ethel glared at him and urged, "I have no intention of doing anything, don't talk to me!" Seeing her embarrassed face and playful, Segolena could not help but amuse: "There is a saying in 2 Peter: 'Respect all men, and love your brothers in the church.'" 'How did you forget?'" Ethel's face turned pale, but his hands were a little flustered, and he hurriedly said: "The scriptures also say: 'If a man loves life and wishes to enjoy good things, he must refrain from evil words with his tongue and deceit with his lips. 'How can you, being a preacher of the gospel, speak so lightly, and beware of falling into the lake of fire beneath Jerusalem!'

When Segolena heard this, he smiled and said, "The lake of fire under Jerusalem, sister, you must have watched too much of Aligeli Dante's Divine Comedy." Historically, Christianity has had a wide range of opinions about the location of hell, but the Divine Comedy mentions that the entrance to hell is in Jerusalem, and Essai Golena knew it as soon as he heard it. Hearing his words, Ethel's face turned even paler with fright: "I...... I just stumbled upon it and never read it secretly. ”

Dante's Divine Comedy, though widely praised upon its first appearance, was rejected by the orthodox community, and it was said that many of the words in it were obscenity, which were never allowed to be read by the friars at the time. Seeing that her shoulders were trembling, Segolena felt a little guilty, so she relieved: "I don't want to say that I know my grandmother, not to mention that the "Divine Comedy" is a good book, so what are you afraid of?"

Ethel listened to him praise the Divine Comedy, and was surprised, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "Have you read it too?" Segolena said proudly: "Naturally, you have read it." Ethel said, "Can you ask...... Belch...... Where did you read it?" How could Segolena tell her that he was taught by Brother Kavanagh at the bottom of the valley, and he hesitated, "Uh...... It was in a church with a great collection of books. Ethel was envious: "You must have seen it many times." Segolena said: "Don't say it, I can even recite every sentence!"

When Ethel heard this, he was greatly pleased, and put his hands on the head of the bed, and his head unconsciously leaned towards Segolena, which was completely different from the rejection just now. The nun couldn't apply powder, but Segolena smelled a faint body fragrance, knowing that she was as natural as Yulinia, and her heart was comfortable, and she didn't say anything. Her chest was breathing heavily, and she asked in a trembling voice, "You said you could memorize it, but is it true?" Segolena said, "Naturally, it's true." ”

Ethel closed her eyes with joy, put her hands on the head of the bed and said, "Thank you, O God, for your gift to me. She suddenly felt that she had lost her temper, her face turned crimson, and she glanced at Segolena, and seeing that he was fine, she writhed and said, "I saw the manuscript of the Divine Comedy from a layman. She went to the ashram every day to pray, and I secretly went to her bedside to read a few pages. Dante writes so well, timelessly, and meaningfully, that it is more comforting than reading a psalm. Unfortunately, the sister soon left the Beguin, and the manuscript was taken away, and I never finished it, regretting it in my heart, and fearing that the dean would know about it. What is written on the back? Can you recite it to me?" she began to speak, but then her tone became rapid, and it was evident that she was eager to read.

Segolena smiled, "It's easy, since Mama Gabriela taught you to take care of me." I'll be reciting it to you slowly in the next few days. Having been pleasantly surprised, Ethel didn't know how to thank him, and brought the honey bowl beside the bed and said, "You drink, you drink." With a tremble in his hand, the honey in the bowl spilled and poured it on Segolena's face. In a hurry, she tore off her hood to wipe it, and it was then that Segolena saw that she had long brown hair, as bright as oil.

For the next three days, Segolena lay in bed, with Mama Gabriela occasionally coming to check on his injuries, and Ethel was with him most of the time. Ethel wanted to listen to the "Divine Comedy" and longed to stay by his bedside day and night, and Segolena was happy to have someone to talk to, so he slowly chanted the "Divine Comedy" sentence by sentence. Ethel's long-cherished wish was fulfilled, and he was so fascinated by it that he was so moved that he cried out with his hands over his face several times, muttering how there could be such a subtle poem in the world. She was afraid that people would find out and did not dare to transcribe it, so she listened to it and memorized it as she could, sometimes not remembering it clearly, and taught Segolena to go back and memorize it again. It took three days, and I just finished reciting half of the Hell and Purgatory chapters.

During these three days, Segolena also asked Ethel to go out and make secret inquiries, and learned that the search that night was fruitless, and the magic hand painter seemed to have fled, not knowing whose hands the four-leaf clover ended up. Ethel, known as the Beguin, moved freely through the castle, and learned that Augustine had been imprisoned in a water dungeon under the castle, and his life was not in danger for the time being.

The Three Holy Pills of the Beguinin Society were really effective, and by the fourth day, Segolena's back injury had been healed by seven or eight points. Early in the morning, a two-horse and four-** car from the Duke's Palace came to the door of the inn to wait. Mama Gabriella asked Ethel to find a dervishes robe for Segolena, and put on a wide-brimmed hood, so that no one could see his face if he kept his head down.

A special deacon greeted him, and led Mama Gabriella, Ethel and Segolena into the carriage, and the coachman shouted, and the carriage rumbled towards the castle. Colorful flags fluttered all over the town along the way, and they were full of joy. The Duke of Belgrade resisted the Ottoman invasion for decades and won the hearts of the people, and his birthday banquet was also celebrated by the whole city, as lively as a harvest festival.

When the carriage reached the castle, Segolena secretly lifted the curtain to look, and couldn't help but gasp. There was a huge formation in front of him, and several huge tents were erected along the entire moat, like a bazaar. The people who entertained the ordinary citizens of Belgrade and the peasants of the neighborhood were not allowed to enter the castle, so they played near the tents, and the petty traders, barbers, pharmacists, and a few jugglers hissed and sold, and the clergy who took advantage of the opportunity to sell indulgences. The Duke's Court made several large pots of nutmeg and vegetable soup, accompanied by stacks of rye bread, and everyone who came had a copy to wish the duke a happy life. There are also some people who secretly bring the spirits brewed by the farmhouse, and squat on the ridge and drink and chew, and watch and listen, which is very pleasant.

In the distance, there is also a flat and wide grass that has been leveled and compacted, and it is surrounded by a wooden fence to prevent people from entering. Europa is a martial profession, especially knights, and every big and small celebration requires a duel to have fun. When the birthday banquet is over, there will be few noble knights from all over the world to fight here. More than half of these people came to see this.

When the carriage entered the castle, the inner courtyard of the castle was a different scene. There are 100 emblems and flags, family crests, and banners in mid-air. In the square of the inner courtyard, dozens of long tables were lined up, not to mention hundreds of guests, and the square was fully arranged, and more than a hundred servants shuttled between the banquets, serving delicacies and removing plates. A dozen hounds followed, hoping to get some of the scraps. In the corridors around stood hired bands, lutes, three-stringed harps, bagpipes, and castanets, playing appetizing light tunes. Most of the people sitting here are noble lords, knights, heads of handicraft guilds, chambers of commerce, and ordinary martial arts gangs from all over Serbia and Hungary, and Björcez and others are among them.

Today is the day of fasting, the Duke believes in Christ, and all kinds of roasted venison, smoked sausages, stuffed pig intestines, roast goose, etc., are not served, and the table is mostly fish, river fresh food, vegetables, and some fruit and sweet desserts, pumpkin pudding, etc., and the air has a strong smell of sage and cinnamon.

The carriage drove straight through the crowd until it reached the entrance to the main fort. The duke's only son, Janos, dressed in a brocade robe, greeted him at the foot of the stairs. He didn't wait for the carriage to stop, stepped forward and opened the door, and said respectfully: "The Duke of Belgrade greets the dean of the Beguin Society. ”

Mama Gabriella reached over to him to hold on, stepped out of the carriage, took a closer look, and said with a smile: "You have a little bit of your mother's eyebrows." Janos said: "My mother is very happy to see the holy driver's arrival. If it weren't for the ancestral system, she would have gone to the inn to see you earlier. The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and when Janos saw Ethel getting out of the car, he was stunned, and said with awe: "Could this be the Holy Maiden?"

Ethel was so full of thoughts about the Divine Comedy that he didn't bother to step on the skirt of his skirt, and with an oops, he stumbled out of the car, and Arnos stepped forward to hold on. Ethel whispered a soft thank you in shock, the size of a mosquito. Mama Gabriella sighed lightly and said, "If the saint is so reckless, I am afraid that the old dean will die of anger a long time ago." That is, my life is big, and I won't die for a while. She was my youngest disciple, named Ethel. ”

"This sister's demeanor reminds people of the demeanor of Xiumilian in that day," said Janos, "Xiumilian was a nun in the convent of Bruges two hundred years ago, who practiced piety. One day, while fetching water from a stream, she fell and saw Jesus in the water, and she became famous. Arnos compared Sumilian to Ethel, which not only saved her of embarrassment, but also praised her for the blessing of seeing the Lord, and spoke very appropriately. Mama Gabriella couldn't help but secretly approve.

At this time Segolena also got out of the car, and he had seen Janos with the brim of his hat low. Mama Gabriella knew what he was doing, so she said to Arnos: "This brother is a monk of the Salzburg Dervishes, and he has some connection with the Society, so he brought it with him. He's an outsider, you don't have to say hello, take me to meet your mother." ”

Although Janos felt that it was a little strange for the dervishes to wear hoods, when he heard what Mama said, he immediately said: "This brother, I, the Archbishop of Belgrade, Capistrano, is also an elder in the dervishes, so you can get closer to each other later." Segolena crossed it, but did not dare to speak. Janos summoned a servant and asked him to take Ethel and Segolet to their seats, and led Gabriella to the Duke's relatives.

Ethel and Segolena entered the hall, and both of them were shocked. The interior of this hall is extremely luxurious and magnificent, with mast domes, enamel carved edges, and gold at the end. In the middle of the hall was a main table, with a dozen long tables lined up on the left and right, covered with red cloth, and each table was placed several silver candlesticks and some dates and fig plates. In the back porch of the hall stood thirty or forty white-robed choirs, singing softly, although the sound was not loud, but the echo in the dome was lingering, and there was a great sense of holiness. There is also a flower basket in the center, in which a hundred flowers are beautiful, and there are no less than dozens of kinds of famous colors, and there is a silk ribbon with the words "May the Lord bless the pious".

Except for the main table, most of the rest of the hall was full. Several famous factions on the rivers and lakes sent envoys, and the rest, such as the head of the Hamburg Sword Faction, the chief of the 72nd Metropolitan Guard of the Hanseatic League, Hohen, the deputy head of the Teutonic Knights, Conrad, the Catalan mercenaries, and the Medici, Pelucci, Hawkestetl and other banking clans, etc., also sent leaders. At one time, almost half of the martial arts elites of Europa gathered here, as if it was a hero conference.

Segolena saw Provenzano sitting at the first table on the right, his expression majestic, and his two white eyebrows twisted together. Romulus, Cherie, and Rosemary stood behind him with their hands down, not daring to move a single step. He glanced at Rosemary, who was pale and bloodless, and wondered if she had not recovered from the slap she had slapped.

And next to Provenzano, there were three strange old men in square hats. The three old men were generally withered, all with goatees, a pair of small glasses on the bridge of their noses, and muttered to each other with their sleeves in their hands, and acted funny. The little guy who led the way couldn't help but laugh and secretly told them where they came from. It turned out that these three old men were professors of the University of Cologne, the University of Mainz and the University of Heidelberg, but for some reason they were courteous, and their seats were no lower than Provenzano.

The little maid took the two of them to the first table on the left and sat down, and brought two cups of boiled apples. Segolena was afraid that others would see the flaws, so he had to keep his head down. Seeing that the dean was not there, Ethel was uneasy, so he kept asking Segolene about the details of the Divine Comedy. Where Segolena dared to answer loudly, he responded with it. Fortunately, Mama Gabriella just went to catch up on the old days, and soon turned around. When she sat down, she said to Segolena, "The Duchess is a member of my Beguin, and the old man has told her that a sinner has prayed for the Duke's forgiveness, and the Duchess has agreed. Segolena said gratefully: "Mama, you are so reciprocated, it is really unrecompensable. Mama smiled faintly and said, "Our Lady is merciful, and my generation should follow the example of the sages." What's more, the old body still has something to do with me. Segolena said: "As long as Mama asks, I will go to the soup and fire, and I will not give up." Mama stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said kindly: "It's not time yet, let's enjoy the birthday banquet in peace." ”

As he was talking, suddenly the horn whined, the drums vibrated loudly, and the guests in the hall stood up together and looked towards the door. Segolena saw a sturdy old man in knight's armor enter the hall, with white hair, tiger eyes and a lion's nose, and a short and sturdy body, like a rock on the top of Mount Olympus. He walked with a Land Rover, his armor clanging, and Janos and several other generals were huddled around him, and he had to walk quickly to keep up with the old man's pace. It was Lusviko Hunyati, the Duke of Belgrade, who was famous in Central Europe and Arabia.

At this time, Segolena noticed that there was another person beside the duke. This man was dressed in a gray robe, tall and thin as a bamboo pole, and his face was bitter, as if he had never been born to smile. With a small cross hanging from his chest, it occurred to Segolena that this man was the Franciscan elder in Belgrade that Elder Meyer had spoken?

The Duke walked to the center of the hall and waved his hand in all directions, not angry, but mighty, and the hall fell silent for a moment. The duke looked around and said loudly: "Today's old man's birthday, all the heroes and distinguished guests are willing to take the time to come to the humble place to celebrate his birthday, which really makes the whole Hunyati clan shine. I Belgrade is a poor land, but hospitality remains the same. There is a Serbian proverb: when a friend comes, he is invited to wine, and when a jackal comes, he is invited to be speared. Belgrade is blessed by God and is willing to serve Christendom, even though it will die. God bless my country, God bless my people!

The last three sentences of the duke's majestic mountains and rivers were full of energy, and the dome buzzed. The surrounding guests praised in unison, "Good!" Although the people outside the hall and outside the city could not hear the duke's speech, they also cheered when they heard the guests shouting in unison.

After speaking, the duke turned and sat down. Janos and Capistrano sat on either side. Arnos threw a look at the food manager, who immediately dragged his long voice and screamed, "Serve the wine." Immediately, a dozen servants came forward with wine bottles, three people at a table, methodically wiping glasses and pouring wine, and in an instant every guest in the hall had a glass full of grape wine in front of them.

The Duke picked up his glass and rose from his seat again. Thinking that he was going to toast, the guests pinched their glasses and held their breath as they waited for the host to speak. Unexpectedly, the duke's voice sank, and he said loudly: "There are a lot of heroes from all walks of life today, and the old man has a few words to say and rank." He walked slowly to the center of the hall, facing the dome, which had the effect of amplifying the sound so that the people in the courtyard could listen carefully. The old duke made a cross on his chest, and glanced around, his eyes were clear and sharp, Hugh said to others, even Provenzano and Grandma Gabriella were awe-struck in their hearts, and secretly admired the old man's sharpness, which was not decaying at all, and could not be seen to be a patient suffering from Medusa's weeping.

The old duke said: "The old man is cheap, it is really not very important, but today I use this name to gather heroes, but it is to discuss a major matter with you." The people looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to say. The duke's eyebrows furrowed, and his tone turned to a sad tone: "The rank knows that Ottoman Turkey, as a pagan country, has coveted the land of my Europa for a long time, and it has not stopped for a moment. Now that Wallachia and Transvania have fallen, and the whole of Serbia has become vassal, Eastern Europe is in danger, and only Belgrade has held on to this day, and has not allowed the Sultan to succeed. ”

Everyone knows that this old man is not talking nonsense. Belgrade held for 30 years, and the Ottoman army besieged it several times, but it was repulsed by the old duke, which preserved the territory of Christendom north of the Sava and Danube rivers, which was admired by everyone. Someone outside the courtyard shouted: "The old duke has worked hard, we all remember it clearly!" The people in the hall were self-conscious and didn't want to say more, but they all nodded slightly.

The old duke added: "It's just that the Ottoman Turks are now huge, and since the defeat of Wallachia, the Ottoman army can advance all the way west along the Danube and attack Belgrade from the second route of water and drought with South Serbia." The soldiers and civilians in our city have never been afraid of death, but it is a lonely city, and it is difficult to support it. If this city is lost, the Ottoman Sultan will be able to break through the Sava River and attack the heart of Europa, and then I am afraid that the royal road will not be unified, and the religious disaster will come again, and thousands of people will become slaves of the Sultan!"

When they heard this, they were silent. The Ottoman Sultan's arrogance and conquest over the years was indeed the first major disaster in Europa since the Mongols. The Duke continued: "Recall that the Crusaders of that day had made several crusades, the kings had arrived, the righteous men had gathered, and the banner of God had been hoisted in the holy capital of Jesus Salem, and the prestige of our Christ had been greatly magnified. Aren't we and our descendants as confident as our ancestors?" He drew his broad-edged sword, swung his sword violently, cut the basket of flowers in two, and shouted: "We are here to show God's blessings, but not to the birthday feast of Rausch!

It turned out that the duke wanted the countries of Europa to follow the precedent and organize another crusade to defend Belgrade. With the whole of Europa on his back, he had no need to fear the Sultan's army. Capistrano also spoke at this time: "If any righteous man is willing to stay and defend the city, we are also very welcome. To those who shed blood for Christ Christ Christ will be perfected, and to those who have been anointed for Christ will be anointed in heaven in the kingdom of heaven in another day. ”

Most of the nobles and young knights, small lords and guild members from all over the courtyard heard the duke's impassioned agitation, and they all showed their weapons in their hands and shouted to the sky: "Defend the city! Segolena peeked over, Provenzano's expression was unmoved, Romulus showed admiration, holding the handle of the hammer in his hand, and several times he was eager to try but was blocked by his teacher's eyes, and the three professors seemed to be arguing, all with red noses, and spoke very quickly, and they made gestures so fast that they could not hear what was being said at all.

Just then, a guard hurried into the courtyard. The man was sweating profusely, and it was clear that he had run a long way. The guards outside the hall stopped him, and the man hurriedly said: "I have something important to tell the Duke, but I can't delay!" In a hurry, he pulled his neck and shouted: "Your Excellency, the Ottoman Sultan has sent an envoy to congratulate him on his birthday, and now the envoy has arrived at the door!"

This sentence was like thunder on a sunny day, and the guests were in an uproar. It really said Nero, Nero arrived, and the duke said that he would reorganize the crusaders to fight against the Ottomans, and the Ottoman Sultan sent a messenger. Everyone thought that there was nothing to do but go to the Pantheon, and this messenger chose this day to come, there must be some kind of plan, and they all went to see how the duke responded.

When the old duke heard that an Ottoman messenger was coming, he was not surprised, and stretched out his hands and said, "There are guests from afar, so welcome them in with me." ”

Capistrano moved his lips, and the old duke nodded slightly, saying no more. Now the people had no intention of eating, but waited for the messenger of the Ottomans to come. Segolena thought that when he first came out of the valley, he made a living by pretending to be an Ottoman envoy, and he couldn't help but smile, which aroused the curiosity of Ethel next to him. Mama Gabriella snorted coldly, "I know that today is the Heroes' Conference, but I don't know what these heretics are doing again!" She and Provenzano glanced at each other across the table, both in general thoughts. These two are both European martial arts seniors, and even if the Ottomans want to make trouble, they are afraid that they don't have the courage.

When he touched a candle, he heard the person outside shouting: "Three envoys from the Ottoman Turkish Sultan have come to celebrate his birthday." The middle door was wide open, and three Arab men with scarves wrapped around their heads and covered with black gauze swaggered in, dressed in gold and silver threads, quite luxurious. They walked into the inner courtyard of the castle, followed by several servants carrying a shark-skinned chest, which was quite heavy.

The three of them entered the hall, and the messenger at the head was a little fair-skinned old man with a slightly upturned chin beard. He bowed slightly to the Duke in accordance with Arabic etiquette and said in fluent Italian: "Below is Muhammad Abdullah Amur of Antioch, on behalf of His Majesty Muhammad II, Sultan of Ottoman Turkey, protector of thousands of *** and loyal followers of Allah, to extend my best greetings to the Duke of Belgrade, and wish him blessings like the Red Sea and the holy mountain, and may Allah be with you." ”

The old duke said lightly: "When I return to the Sultan on my behalf, I will thank him for his kindness and prayer." But I have God's support, and Allah doesn't have to bother with it. Amur said: "Although the two countries are at war, His Majesty the Sultan has great appreciation for the old hero. His Majesty often said that if you don't know Hunyati in your life, it is difficult to know all the heroes, and if the generals under your command are as brave and resourceful as old heroes, the world is not enough. The Duke of Belgrade snorted, the Ottomans were arrogant, and they also exuded a greedy domineering spirit when they put high hats on others. The martial arts people in the banquet were also indignant, and some of them were short-tempered and scolded.

Amur pretended not to know, and continued: "This time, Your Majesty is pleased to hear of Your Excellency's 70th birthday, and specially ordered us to come to celebrate his birthday, and prepared a generous gift, please accept it with a smile. The old duke waved his hand and said, "Greetings are good, and the birthday gift is over." I, the Serbs, have always had clear grievances, and the enemy's things cannot be eaten even by a sip of cold water, and I cannot receive the Sultan's kindness. Amur laughed and said, "Why should the Duke be so vigilant, are you afraid that I will hide the warriors in this box and repeat the Trojan incident?" Capistrano whispered to the side: "Your Excellency may as well accept it, open it in public, and forgive him for not being able to play any tricks." ”

Several guards surrounded the sharkskin wooden box to open it, but before they could touch it, there was a sudden thumping sound in the box, as if there was a living creature in it. The guards were shocked, wondering if the Ottomans were really hiding killers here, and drew their knives one after another. Amur laughed and said, "I have heard that there are many warriors in Serbia, how can I be as afraid of women as I am now?" He said to the duke: "The duke has been noble for generations, and ordinary gold, silver and jewelry are not easy to get into the eyes of the law. It is to prepare a special birthday gift for my sultan, and adults will love it. ”

After he finished speaking, he slapped his palms three times, and the box was lifted from the inside. The guards subconsciously raised their swords and stepped forward, but their eyes were all dazzled with golden light. It turned out that it was a woman who stood up from the shark suitcase. The woman's face was covered with a layer of soft tulle, and her body was covered with golden jewelry, and her every move was quite beautiful. She has a graceful figure, her upper body is only wrapped in a silk scarf to cover her plump breasts, although she is wearing a yellow and clear silk dress underneath, the slits on the sides are extremely high, and a pair of graceful and beautiful legs are looming.

When the Arabian dancer came out of the box, she danced as if no one was around, singing Turkish tunes in her mouth, and her slender waist and belly twisted incessantly, which was very charming, and spread a strange fragrance throughout the hall, and everyone who heard it felt soft all over her body. Seeing the stunned crowd around them, their lips were dry, but they didn't expect that the Sultan gave the Duke of Belgrade was such a living stunner. Ethel looked at the sky and said secretly: "Tsk, this woman is so shameless, where is there still a little chastity! She should go down to the sea of lustful people in the second layer of hell!" She turned her head to the side and asked Segolina, "Hey, how did Dante write the part where he was blown away by the wind in the middle of the sea?" She was stunned to find that he was also staring at Mai Ji with a pair of eyes, and she couldn't help frowning, and turned her head to try to remember the first hell that the man who saw the lust was going to.

She didn't know that Segolena had been staring intently at the dancing girl, not because she was greedy, but because she felt that the outline behind her veil was a little familiar, and she thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought that it was quite similar to the girl Saleva who died in the valley of Moldova.

At this time, a person in the hall shouted: "Use the hue to deceive the public, I have approached the witch, so I should put it away!" A piece of broken rye bread burst out of the air and hit the ankle of the dancing girl. Maihime screamed, fell limply backwards, and fell back into the box. This bread is thrown at the right angle, force and timing, and a piece of crumpled bread has such power, which shows the strength of the internal strength of the person who threw it. Amur's face changed slightly, and when he turned his head, he saw a middle-aged man with white eyebrows sitting behind the table, with half a piece of bread still in his hand.

Amur said: "This one, could it be the Apostle of Simon in the Twelve Gospels of the Protectorate, the Grand Inquisitor Provenzano?" Provenzano has been famous for a long time, especially in these years in the search for witches and heretics in Europa, and he is even more famous, and the nickname is "White-eyed Michael", so that even the Ottomans know him with two white eyebrows. Provenzano sat still, and said calmly: "I, Europa, am the territory of God, and I have always followed the holy teachings, only the daughter of chastity, and there is no concubine of enchantment. Such immorality is the stake of fire in my Inquisition!"

Amur opened the box, taught the dancer to get up, stroked her thin waist with both hands, and said: "This dancer is still a virgin, how can she not be called chaste? And there are older women who help her study the "Book of Love", and she is determined to serve her husband to perfection on the wedding night. How can such a perfect woman be said to be a witch?" Provenzano said disdainfully: "What is the use of doing small good and accumulating great evil, and so many things, but deviating from the way of believing in the Lord?"

The dancing girl glanced at Provenzano, but a pair of wonderful eyes drifted towards Yanos. Seeing the bare round shoulders of the dancing girl, Janos suddenly felt a burst of heat in his lower abdomen, and quickly shifted his gaze to see the side of the Beguin Society. He glanced at Gabriella's grandmother, and looked at Ethel twice, and felt that this handsome little girl was really a little silly and cute, and swept it over Segolina's head, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, this man's silhouette seemed to have been seen somewhere.

At this time, the old duke said: "The old man is in his last years, and he can only control horses, but it is difficult to control women." Amur said: "My Sultan also transferred some Egyptian divine oil on my behalf, but the Duke does not have to worry. The duke looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "This Ottoman Sultan is really careful, and even cares about the old man's bed. He frowned suddenly, his eyes widened, and he roared like a lion: "Don't talk nonsense, what is the purpose of the Ottoman Sultan sending you here!"

Amur seemed to have expected him to ask such a question, so he unhurriedly took out a scroll of edicts from his bosom and said, "The old duke is really happy. I, the Ottoman Turkish Sultan, have always been known for their generosity. As long as you present a tribute to the Duke, the Sultan is willing to be rewarded as King of Serbia. The old duke said, "This is what you want me to be his puppet?" Amur shook his head and said, "The duke's words are wrong. It is clearly written in this edict that your throne shall not be restrained or ruled, and shall remain unchanged for fifty years, and Your Majesty shall only have the title of subject. Since the founding of our Ottoman Turkey, we have destroyed countless countries, and we have never offered such favorable conditions, which shows the Sultan's great love for adults. ”

The old duke seemed to be a little moved, rubbed his hands and said, "This condition is indeed good, but it is still insufficient. Amur said: "When I was leaving, the Sultan specially told me to listen to the conditions offered by the duke, and never bargain. The old duke said, "Is that really the case?" Amur put his hand on his chest and said: "In the name of Allah, I dare not deceive!" The old duke said loudly: "Yes, very much! What I want is not the king of Serbia, but the head of Muhammad II and Jerusalem!

There was thunderous applause when the audience boarded. The heroes are used to being bullied by the Ottomans on weekdays, and seeing that this envoy is arrogant, arrogant, and openly bribes, he has long felt that it is not pleasing to the eye, and at this time the duke let out a roar, which is really straightforward and happy.

Amur was not surprised at all, if a high-ranking official could buy this old man, he was afraid that he would have bought it decades ago, so why wait until today. He stroked his tendrils and said, "His Majesty the Sultan has done his best, duke, you don't want to toast and eat and drink." It is only the three of us who have come today, and if he comes again in the future, it will be more than a thousand times. The lives of Belgrade are all tied to your words. ”

The old duke flicked his cloak, revealing his steel armor, and exclaimed: "The old man wears this armor today, which is to teach everyone that I, the Hunyadi family, only stand to God and do not kneel before Allah. Don't say 300,000, even 3 million, I don't care about it. It's that the old man is dead, and my son is doing my duty in my place. If you don't kill the last man in this castle, you won't want to touch an inch of Belgrade!"

A few words were said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner. Segolena was greatly impressed, and was amazed, thinking that he had only now seen a real hero. Remembering that he had almost killed the old hero by stealing something, he was quite disturbed, and he thought about how to find the four-leaf clover from the magic hand painter to cure his illness.

By this time many had already drawn their swords and were eager to try, and when the Duke gave the order, they would rush over and chop the messenger into meat sauce. Amur was fearless in the face of the raging enemy, put the Sultan's edict back into his arms, and smiled disdainfully: "I have heard the most important knightly way of Europa, and now when I see it, it is just a group of bullies and barbarians." ”

The old duke, who was a knight with a white shield appointed by the Pope himself, strictly observed the seven virtues of knighthood in everything, and now when he heard an Ottoman sneering, his heart was furious, and he clapped his hands and said: "You have insulted me too much, and you originally wanted to sacrifice the blood of you, a heretic, to the Heroes Assembly." Seeing that you are still a hero, we don't want to bully the widow with the crowd and violate the morality of knights, so we will give you a chance to fight a fair duel according to the rules of the rivers and lakes. Capistrano hurriedly said, "My lord, why bother with him. The old duke waved his hand and said, "With so many people here today, are you still afraid of him?" If I don't agree, I'll be discouraged. ”

Amur said: "Interesting, it's just that in his life, he only holds the pen and never touches the sword, how can he beat the heroes?" The old duke said: "You can choose any one from your subordinates and duel on your behalf." Amur pondered for a moment, then looked up and smiled: "My dueling man is this dancing girl. ”

Everyone roared, and they were all surprised, they all thought that he would choose one person from the two tiger-backed guards behind him to fight, but they didn't expect that it was this delicate Arabian dancing girl, looking at the bee's waist and thin legs, where is half the strength, just now by Provenzano a piece of bread crust was beaten back to the box, where can the kung fu be smart. Yanos stepped forward and said indignantly: "Are you here to entertain us?" Amur said: "This dancing girl was born in a prominent position, and her status in the Ottoman is not inferior to yours - not to mention that in addition to studying literature and art since she was a child, she also has famous Arab teachers to guide her martial arts, which is not inferior to the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes. ”

He took out something from his bosom and said, "Today, if there are people in the hall who can surpass this dancing girl, I will give it as a gift." Isn't that a show of sincerity?"

Romulus, Segolena, and Janos all said "ah" in unison, and in the palm of Amur's hand was a green leaf, the petals were divided into four pieces, and it was actually a four-leaf clover! Amur said: "This grass is the treasure of our country, and when it is chewed raw into the stomach, it has the effect of reviving the dead. I once saved His Majesty's life, and he gave me a leaf, and I took it out today as a bet, and I don't know if it is enough. There was some reluctance in his tone. Those who know the inside know that with this bet, Belgrade will have to deal with this battle anyway.

At this time, Capistrano said coldly: "What if our side is defeated?" Amur smiled: "Your Excellency did not want to win, but expected defeat, and he is worthy of being the Duke's wise trust." If you lose to this dancing girl, we only need the duke's son to go to Antioch for a while and look for Turkish treasures. The old duke said, "Take my son as a hostage, this condition is ridiculous, why should I gamble with you?" Janos squeezed his father's palm, and said in a low voice: "If you don't gamble, how should your illness be good, father?" The four-leaf clover given by the Pope has not been recovered, but now it is a perfect opportunity, and his son has come to take this risk. There are so many elites today that they don't lose to an Arab woman. ”

Amur added: "All of you here today are all seniors. Wait for those juniors to compare, and please mention it more on the side. Being able to be guided by the Grandmaster is a great blessing. He deliberately said these words, squeezing Provenzano, Mama Gabriella and other masters, forcing them not to make a move.

At this time, someone in the hall laughed and said: "Today's birthday banquet is also lively, I might as well add a colorful head." If there is one who can prevail against the Ottomans, my family will have a hundred ducats as a gift. When they went to look, they saw a white man holding a wine glass, half leaning on the long table, looking lazy. Dressed in a brocade robe, with a polished head and a dissolute look, this man turned out to be the representative of the Medici family of the Italian giants who came here to celebrate his birthday, named Guigro, a well-known playboy in the family, who spent a lot of money. Just because the family behind him is prominent, it is also arranged to enter the hall.

Amur clapped his hands and praised: "So heroic, worthy of being a child of a family, he is generous." Guigro glanced at the dancing girl, picked up a piece of dry bread and wiped the wine stains from her mouth, and said, "If this young lady wins, the five hundred ducats will be hers...... Ahem, this young lady is so beautiful that she said gold coins, she just wanted me to be a person, and she went with her. ”

Everyone present felt that this gentleman was really not like talking, and he was still flirting with the enemy at this joint. Amur laughed and said, "If there is a Medici family property to dowry, it will be worth it!" As he spoke, the dancing girl had already stood in the center of the hall, assuming a posture that did not resemble a dance or a move. Amur walked to a long table and bowed slightly: "Professors Luther, Mercer, and Karlsson, you are from the university and are well versed in the legal texts, how about you notarize this duel?"

The three thin, withered professors stood up together. Professor Luthor propped up his glasses and said, "I don't know if this notarization should follow the rules of the Justinian Compendium of Roman Law?" Professor Mercer said: "The Roman Law is old, but it is not as rigorous as the Glatine Decree. Professor Karlsson said in a loud voice: "Don't be joking, the law is the daughter of reason, how can it be confused with the faith of the Holy See? Lombard has a "feudal code", which contains both the legal system and precedents, which is very delicate and has the beauty of jurisprudence, so you might as well use it. Professor Luthor said angrily: "You University of Mainz are only obedient to them because you have accepted bribes from Lombard merchants, but you do not know that Roman law is the source of all laws, who can compare with it?" Professor Luther said: "Hugh blames me for saying that you are biased, which of the Decrees of Pope Gregory IX, the Book of Clemen, and the Record of Crimes is not a work of spiritual judgment? I have studied it for more than thirty years, and I still learn inexhaustibly. Professor Luthor jumped to his feet, his expression very indignant: "We are talking about notarization, what are you doing without the criminal law? This is the category of civil law, and if you do not believe it, you can consult the opening preface of the second section of the third volume of the "Little Compotion", and even the Pope himself frankly admitted that the Roman civil law had been perfected, and that it could only be invoked by precedent commentaries, and not arbitrarily changed. ”

The three professors, as if they were no one around, began to argue with great interest, and they spoke very quickly and with such difficulty that Hugh said that Amur, even the Europa present, could not understand what they were saying. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yanos hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Three professors, now I just ask the three of you to make a notarization, but you don't have to delve into the source of law so deeply. When the Ottomans are repulsed, it is not too late to negotiate. Professor Luthor said, "What Childe says is very true, so I will not argue with them." Roman law stipulates that notarization requires three people, and today it happens to be enough for this number, which shows that this code is in line with human nature. Professor Merser snorted coldly: "Isn't it written in the Fatwa Collection?" Professor Karlsson said: "The notarization of three people is a necessity when the marquis and above make a will. Today is just a gambling fight with others, and in legal theory, it is enough for two people to notarize. If you only look at the surface and don't analyze the internal logic, how can you be educated?"

While the three professors were arguing, Mai Ji lazily stretched her arms, lightly opened her lips, and her soft voice slipped out: "Little girl Amanda, waiting for your master's teaching." ”

Note 1: The Beguins arose in the lowlands in the 13th century and were the most famous women's congregations in the Middle Ages. The order is known for its piety, and there are no strict rules of the Orthodox order, and nuns do not need to take an oath and can leave the order at any time. The Beguin Society, which had a thin relationship with the Holy See, was not under its control, and had its own game.

Note 2: Hildegard von Biegon was the first famous friar of the Middle Ages, born in the Rhineland in the 12th century and later founded the school of Christian mysticism in the monastery of Bingen. This woman is erudite and talented, inheriting the ancient Greek theory of the four liquids, intensively studying the theory of medicine, and has "Natural History" and "Etiology and Treatment" in the world; and is good at philosophical discussions, and has successively written great works such as "The Book of Life Merits and Sins" and "Sacred Work". This woman's greatest contribution is in music, and she composed seventy-seven hymns in her lifetime, which are eclectic and innovative, and are the most popular hymns for later generations. Incomparably able to fight.

Note 3: At that time, there were quite a few universities in Europe. Among the textbooks of the first subject of law, the "Compendium of Justinian's Roman Law" was compiled by the Eastern Roman Emperor Justinian in the sixth century A.D., and the "Glatine Decrees" was compiled by the Italian priest Glatian around 1140 A.C., which contains the decrees issued by successive synods and popes, and is the first canon code, and the "Compendium of Decrees of Pope Gregory IX", "Clement", "Record of Crimes" and so on are all annotations to this book. The Feudal Code originated in the Lombard region and was originally a regional law, but later spread and was used by many nobles. Which of these three codes was the main and which was the auxiliary, was debated by the universities of Europa in the Middle Ages.