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That, it's still the old chapter of "Servant of Servants", but "Servant of Servants" will be updated from October 1st, with one chapter a day. In addition, do not go out on the National Day, stay at home and code words - the specific number of words is not announced, so as not to set up another flag.

"It's really resurrected!"

They informed and confirmed each other the news of the resurrection of the Son, greeted each other, flirted and amused, and chased and shoved through one dark and damp street after another, which were winding and criss-crossed, but there were no rules in order or length, and the chaos was as complex as that of a plate of overturned goat's intestines—the layout of the city of Florence in 1478 was very interesting, and the division was based not on wealth or status, but on family name and blood. Members of the family with the same surname, together with relatives, clergy, merchants, mercenaries, servants and artisans who belonged to them, lived together along a street or around a square, in order to be able to gather the greatest strength and support in the shortest possible time.

The square boulders grew as fast as the leaves of the climbing plants stretched out one after the other—thick walls of covetousness and hatred, heavily guarded dovetailed battlements and battlements, ramparts, heavy iron bars, awl-like cage towers, large, pointed two-color arches with shields and coats of arms greedily competing for every inch of space and light. Their thick shadows are intimately superimposed on each other, so that between the two blocks, there is always a single line in the sky, and the streets must be dark all day long.

On more than one occasion, the Florentine Council issued decrees to try to curb or correct this bad trend, but it was always impossible for a variety of reasons - powerful families were always closely connected to a particular neighborhood and never moved easily, such as the Albizi family, and the lintels of the houses in Piazza Piluzzi were mostly engraved with the Pirouzzi family coat of arms, and the Baldi family was based on the Bardi street on the south bank of the Arno River...... And, the Medici district, San Lorenzo.

The Medici mansion was located in the eastern part of the ruling square, and its brown fortress-like architecture was rough, old, and square, like a forgotten cornerstone of the Tower of Babel, and the only decoration except for the arched windows on each floor was the triangular relief decoration at the lintel of the main entrance - two giant lions on either side of the house guarded the Florentine emblem, and the virgin flower (lily) with unusually prominent stamens in the coat of arms - Instead of the somewhat ridiculous lilies and orbular coats of arms of the Medici, which was also the headquarters of the Florentine Consul, the Medici patriarch at the time, Cosimo I, made a generous concession on the issue.

His efforts paid off handsomely over the next half-century, and day after day the signs of lilies and balls spread outward and multiplied from the most unnoticeable places...... To this day, the power and ideas of the Medici family and the Medici family it represents cover almost the whole of Florence.

Giuliano de' Medici, the second son of the Medici family, wearing a scarlet cloak with sleeves, slowly steps out of the Palazzo Vecchio, following the shadows of the zigzag towers towards a straight and wide (compared to other roads) passageway. Like the second sons of all the families, he was taller, more handsome, stronger and bohemian than his brother Lorenzo...... That last point seems to make him even more attractive.

The Florentine populace made way for him, greeted him, or chanted the name of the Medici in support, while the Medici second son was more humble and enthusiastic—whether it was a rude butcher, a cunning notary, a prominent member of the chamber, a stinking carver in tight leather trousers, a penitent in his hat and bun hung with a bell in accordance with the law, or a penitent in a black peaked burqa—he could justly give him the answer he deserved. This kind of pleasant and satisfying behavior may seem simple and easy, but it is quite rare among people of his age, especially when this young man still has wealth, status, and appearance that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, so that although his face is a little pale, his movements are slightly stiff, and the timing of his response is not so perfect, the Florentine people, especially women, agree that his slight faux pas do not come from the arrogance of his heart, after all, two years ago today, it was his lover," The day when the Venus of the world "Justuz, his wife Simonetta, died of lung disease.

Their assumptions are not entirely wrong, but they are far from the truth. Much of what made the young man so emaciated was physical, not emotional, and Giuliano and his brother's father, Piero de' Medici, the "Gout".

This sickness, which is like being cursed by the devil, always comes and goes in the middle of the night, without a trace, without the slightest prediction, and can make a healthy and strong young man immobile and miserable in an instant. - A quarter of the patients likened the pain of a gout attack to being pierced through the skin by a sword; One in five likens it to a broken bone; One-third likened it to being burned by a charcoal fire, and the rest thought the pain was simply indescribable.

Giuliano was one of the last type, who became ill before the dawn of Good Friday (the first two days of Easter Sunday), and a pain that seemed to have tormented him for an entire night and two days, during which even the slightest movement or touch could have caused him to faint in pain. At its worst, the red, swollen and hot knees and calves couldn't even bear the weight of even a silk sheet.

His elder brother Lorenzo de' Medici had the same ailment - their father, Piero de' Medici, the "gout", gave his sons Medici-style high noses, upturned jaws, narrow eyes, and hard facial contours, and also wrote into his legacy the strange diseases that had plagued him throughout his life, just as he threw hostility, jealousy, resentment, and hatred into the Medici when he gifted his honor, status, power, and money to the Medici descendants. Although this is not his intention, but the world is always like this, who can do everything smoothly and be satisfied?

The second son of the Medici gasped softly, licking his teeth and waiting for another wave of pain to pass. He narrowed his eyes and looked up, the vermilion octagonal vault of the Basilica of Santa Maria del Flore was in front of him, and in order to enlarge the square, the Consulate had decided that the unpowerful magnates who had inhabited the area would be charged with various crimes in an instant, their property had been confiscated, their houses and towers had been forcibly demolished, and all people, including fragile women, newborn babies and dying old people, had been forcibly relocated to remote areas in humiliating ways within a few days, and even exiled altogether. The emotions of the Florentine people are always so extreme, either on one side of the scales or on the other side of the scales that they never care to lift a family, a person in the air, and they never mind throwing him down and trampling him into the mud.

"Christ is risen!"

"Resurrected!" the announcement was clearly directed at him, and Giuliano had to suppress his impatience and irritability from the pain, and replied in accordance with the canon. At the same time he turned as little as he could, ready to kiss the pesky announcer three times, according to Easter custom.

From the shadows of the paradgia emerges from the shadows of the cloister, the eldest son of the Pache family, Giuliano in-law, and Bernardo Bandini follows him like a heel follows the upper. The two young men were dressed unusually flamboyantly today, especially the young Patch, who was open with a silver-embossed brocade coat embroidered with the gold family crest, revealing a creamy velvet tunic covered with pearls and a jeweled necklace around his neck, and the pleated sleeves of his coat that could almost fit into another, smaller Patch - fortunately the padding in his shoulders, sleeves, and leggings was not as exaggerated as it had been before- Giuliano remembers seeing young Patch two days earlier, the codopes between his legs were delicately embroidered, inlaid with precious stones, pearls, and "sufficient" padding to make it look like a baby head with a hat, not to mention the rest of the body.

Patch stretched out his arm to Giuliano and hugged him as if he were a true friend or brother, and kissed him.

Giuliano was surprised, but barely responded with the same speed and intensity.

Even though the Medici and Pache had confessed their sins in the presence of the Consulate and the priests no less than ten times in the presence of the Archons and priests, and had tried to show forgiveness and love for one another. Even his sister Bianca was married into the Pacci family as collateral for a promise of reconciliation, but as a political and commercial enemy for nearly a hundred years, the Pache family had never been able to gain even a single honorary seat in the Medici ruling group, which prevented them from gaining the slightest benefit in any of the Florentine resolutions, and perhaps even sacrificed, and in return, the Pache family interfered with all Medici resolutions, and most recently took away the financial management of Pope Sixtus IV from the Medici。

Perhaps Lorenzo should be reminded to see what the Patches have been doing lately, whether they have caught the handle of some idiot in the Hundreds, or whether they have bribed an agent of the Medici family.

The jewels and gold on Pacci's body hurt the ribs of the Medici's second son, and Giuliano suddenly remembered that he had not put sleeveless chain mail under his coat as was customary today, nor had he carried any weapons, and Lorenzo had personally reminded him of this on more than one occasion, but the insomnia and mental malaise caused by gout and alcoholism from time to time always made him unable to remember anything. Giuliano hesitated to look at the Medici Mansion, which had disappeared at the end of the street, and then at Giotto's bell tower, which was nearby, next to the cathedral where Easter Sunday Mass was held, where he could clearly see crowds of monks pouring into the side entrance of the church with the cross and the icon of the Virgin Mary.

Giuliano dismissed the idea of going back, not wanting to be reprimanded by his brother for not making it to the first Mass and Holy Communion. Francisco's arm had already wrapped around his neck, and Bernardo grabbed his other arm intimately, and the two of them smiled and walked forward with great affection and affection.

Note 1: Florence had a hundred-member equivalent of the Roman Senate, in which the Medici family held a leading position through financial control. From 1434 to 1528, there were 9 people before and after.

Three young men stepped on the heels of the procession into the cathedral church, and the interior decoration was almost negligible compared to the beautiful exterior of the beautiful tricolor marble, mosaics, and carved windows, and the vermilion octagonal dome, which had been criticized by many conservatives as bright as the sunset. The Bible of the Fool", that is, the rose window that speaks the basic spirit of Christ in symbolic and metaphorical language, and the sunlight casts a faint shadow from the brilliant glass onto the ground and the crowd.

The second light source was much fainter—the honey-yellow beeswax candles burned on the iron frames on either side of the small altar, and the wicks were cut so short that they illuminated only a small part of the white linen altar cloth and the cross behind it.

The proximity to the altar, that is, the privilege of receiving Holy Communion at the hands of the presiding priest is almost exclusively the bankers living in the center of the city, the directors of the seven guilds, the members, the lawyers, or the officials of the Consulate and their families.

The noble and wealthy ladies were draped in pomegranate-shaped patterns, Cloaks of scopole and vase brocade or shawl tunics derived from vestments, velvet open-breasted dresses with jacquard sleeves, or long skirts with square necks and openwork velvet sleeves with cut-out velvet or satin and linen, sleeves joined by gold and silver strings and pearl buttons at the shoulders of the dress, deliberately reserved gaps to reveal a fluffy white silk or linen lining, and their necklines were more extensive than those of the commoners, so that they were more open than those of the commoners, so that they were decorated with delicate lace, one can often clearly see "the glittering skin up to the bare half of the **** a Reformer so condemned the wide open neckline). Of course, in order not to be kicked out of the church by the angry friars, they had to ask their fathers, brothers and husbands for large quantities of precious stones, pearls, delicate lace from Venice, and gold veils as thin as cicada's wings to cover their chests and necks—you see, they did not intend to violate the law on the restriction of luxury (Note 2). (To be continued.) )