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Because some adults complain that the first chapter is always anti-theft.,So,That,I'll put a chapter of "Servants of the Servants" to do anti-theft......

If it were for the Bishop of Perugia, he hoped that Bishop Picromini and his "retinue" would leave Assisi as soon as possible. Everyone knows that anything will happen before the chimneys of the Sistine Chapel (note 1) – but in any case, even the Borgia in Rome would not have used the pilgrimage as a vile excuse or a prevarication, let alone a Bishop of Picromini who was far superior in personal conduct to the red-clad Bishops.

There are many ways to make the pilgrimage to St. Francis. Yes, it is unanimously agreed that the long and arduous pilgrimage of following in the footsteps of the saint and walking all the paths he traveled barefoot is the most pious and orthodox, not to mention the time and energy that must be expended on the journey, plus the elimination of hunger, Sickness and the threat of thieves, you have to be young (at least no older than St. Francis before the vocation), strong (able to withstand all kinds of tortures), but also determined and intelligent (you don't want to know how many poor pilgrims have been lost in the path of life).

Therefore, more people choose to simplify the solution.

First you have to worship the Blessed Sacrament – then from the house where St. Francis was born, to the church where he was baptized, to the mountains of Assisi where he wandered as a homeless outcast, to the leprosy near Assisi (where St. Francis took care of some of the most terrible diseases), to the church of St. Damian, the church of St. Mary Angels (now the Basilica of St. Francis) and some other chapels that were renovated by St. Francis after the collapse, to the square where he preached. Villages and woods, to the mountain hut of Avigny where St. Francis received the five sacred wounds, to the church of Assisi to pay homage to Cimabué, Jacopo, Ducho, Giotto and his disciples made a statue of St. Francis, to the chapel of Badingula in the monastery of the Subo Mountains, where St. Francis resides as a user, to the manger in the monastery chapel in the valley of Griingludi, to the mound of hell where he was once buried (originally used only for criminals and outcasts, where St. Francis insisted on being buried, and which is now also a holy place), to the lobby of St. George's Church, where the remains of the saint after being called by our Lord are finally laid to rest (yes, St. Francis was dug up the day after his death, and the year after his consecration he was transferred to the bottom of the altar) ......

The point is that this simplified pilgrimage process seemed to the Bishop of Perugia to be a bit too slow, and he certainly did not suddenly decide to send Caesar Borgia away for no reason, but the Holy Spirit was above, and he saw the Assassin of Lovere.

"What a ghost this is. The Bishop of Perugia muttered, and he prayed a prayer with all sincerity, before returning to his bed, which was the same as that offered to the wealthy pilgrims by the convent, with curtains, linen sheets, woollen blankets, goose-down pillows, and incense boxes with dried lavender, which were said to get rid of fleas and bed bugs, the exact effect of which is unknown, but the bishop's bedding was new, and no strange visitor jumped upon him for a feast of abundance except for the original one.

It was supposed to be a good environment, but when the curtain was lowered, the Bishop of Perugia could not sleep, and when he closed his eyes, he could see the Assassin in a long gray-and-white undergarment, a sleeveless tunic and a cowhide belt, who perhaps considered himself no different from many pilgrims...... Ahh Grabbing a ball with one hand, the rope is crossed over the victim's head, and after a few more force, you will be able to smell the stench of feces and urine, and it is said that the assassins with the power of Samson can even wring off the head of their target.

Not to mention the fact that Bishop Perugia had seen this man at Bishop Lovere's banquet, he was a guard and teacher of swordsmanship, but like many families, this kind of person spent more time playing the role of an assassin, Bishop Perugia did not consider himself a smart man, at least not as good as Picomini, his classmate and friend, but he was impressed by the fact that the man had a dog's face.

He rolled over in annoyance, pinching the flesh of his belly, and for days the poor Bishop of Perugia had nightmares, either that he had been pierced in a gloomy corridor by a sudden sword of thin stabbing (though he thought that his relationship with Lovere had not reached this bad), or that when he happily opened the lid of the food plate, he saw not a fat rabbit, but the head of little Borgia.

"Let the saint regain his precious peace sooner. He said to himself, calculating how many pilgrimage points he would reduce.

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The next day.

After the morning prayers departed, the pilgrimage departed, and the little friar brought by Picromini was left in the monastery, too small to keep up with the pace of adults, let alone the rugged mountainous terrain they had to walk, and there was a place like a leprosy on the way to the pilgrimage - although Picromini was a priest, he was also called a wizard by his teachers in college, half-mockingly, half-praised, because of his excellent medical skills and medical concepts beyond ordinary people- He believes that young children and the elderly are indeed more susceptible to epidemics than strong young people. So after careful consideration, he left Giulio Medici and a monk in charge of his care.

"What do you want to do?" asked the monk amicably, "Brother Giulio?" "He was so respectful not only because of Giulio Medici's surname, but also because the monk was originally a friend (or servant) of Lorenzo Medici. He was a goldsmith and did not intend to become a monk, but since the Medici had paid him a handful and traveled all over Umbria with Bishop Picromini, he could learn more, and he might have served a bishop in the near future, or maybe Rome in the near future, so he would have no problem taking care of Giuliano de' Medici's children, not to mention that he had also made a beautiful gold lily coat of arms pendant for a beautiful Florentine man, and received a large honorarium.

"I want to go to the courtyard and see. Giulio said.

The goldsmith looked out, and Giulio was not talking about the courtyard inside the monastery, but outside the monastery, a verdant place, where there was a wood, and outside the woods there was a stream passing by, and on either side of the stream were orchards and herb gardens carved out by the monks, and now a few monks were busy in the fields.

"Well," said the goldsmith monk, "I will go with you." ”

Bishop Picomini had a retinue of about two dozen men, but they were all ordinary or unusual monks—I mean, Bishop Picomini, a bunch of happy bachelors who had never thought of having wives and children. Of course, they had no experience in babysitting, and Giulio had barely been able to eat anything other than milk when he was sent out of Periled Florence by his uncle, his cot became the cloak of Bishop Picromini and the other monks, his little silver bowl became a wooden cup and palm, and his maid became a bunch of clumsy monks, the only good thing being that they didn't notice that the child they were carrying with them was different from a normal toddler.

But if Giulio was just an ordinary baby, maybe he would have died long ago - a mature soul could at least endure and make the right choices. Bishop Picromini didn't like children, or rather, anyone who would cause him trouble or disturb him would be kicked in the ass. Of course, if Giulio had died, the Medici would have received the most sincere apology from a bishop - perhaps in the near future, one of the Medici's sons would have been given the priesthood, but the problem was that this apology would have been of no use to Giulio, who might have been reduced to a skeleton by then.

Thus, as we know, the Medici infant won over the Bishop of Picromini with his strange meekness and quietness...... Tolerance, you know, he originally wanted to give Giulio to a noble family to raise on his behalf. Another important reason is that it should not be forgotten that both Giulio's mother and his father have a beautiful face - Giulio can only be said to be lovely now, but when the monks do not wrap him in a cloak, but put him on their shoulders and carry him away, some foolish villagers will bow down when they see this scene, because they think they have met the apparition of the Son.

However, Giulio really won the attention and affection of Bishop Picromini after he showed a remarkable talent that could not be found in a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand, and that only the Lord could bestow.

As a six-year-old, Giulio Medici was best at language and discourse in colloquialism (Florentine lingua franca, Italian), Latin, Greek, and French, with the occasional Hebrew word and Arabic syllable. By the time he had come to Assisi, he had been able to memorize the whole Bible, and to engage in some cheerful and interesting little debates with the monks and with the Bishop of Picromini, and his mind was full of the purity and wonder of a young child, and everyone was willing to talk to him and hear his thoughts.

To the surprise of Bishop Picromini, little Giulio was very sensitive to numbers, and at that time, the only place where the monks needed to use mathematics was probably the ecclesiastical calendar, although it was not uncommon for a bishop to miscalculate the fasting day. But little Julio was never mistaken, and he could eat meat that day, and he should eat fish that day. (Forgive him for his sensitivity, if there was anything worse than the meat at that time, it was probably only pickled fish, but during Lent, those who eat it may be hung up and whipped by the devil.)

This small skill gives Julio some voice in the team, which cannot be compared to the bishop or the monk, but at least his will will not be ignored and ignored again and again because of his infant status. If his demands are not excessive, they can usually be accommodated.

The goldsmith friars led Julio through the convent, and the monks of St. Francis' convent all smiled faintly when they saw the diminutive Giulio walking slowly behind the great friar, there were pious people who donated their children and property to the church, but such a small child was still rare, "Where are you going to take him? A monk asked.

"He's going outside in the courtyard. The goldsmith said.

"Children should get more sun. One monk said that he had several siblings in his family, and that he had heard many similar things when he was still under his mother's skirt, but he did not expect to use it one day.

"Brother John in the lettuce field. The other monk said, "Yes, go, go, Joshua is there." ”

"Who is Joshua?"

"The altar boy of the convent of St. Francis," said the former friar, "he should ...... And this young ...... The brothers are about the same age. Brother John had just called him away to help with the lettuce. ”

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