The papal envoy did not belong to the Neustrian political circle, he was directly under the command of the pope, and he was detached and independent in Neustria, and neither the Queen Mother, the Duke of Ulrich, nor the Archbishop Joseph could interfere with him.

And the arrival of the current prefect Joseph St. Martin, who was strongly disgusted by the new bishop of Turnest, was very much disgusted with the papal envoy Petrus. Baptista is also a strong reinforcement!

An abbot may not be as strong as those nobles who have practiced swords all their lives, but compared to the unreliable nobles who have probably long planned to join the new bishop of Tournest, at least he can rely on - Petrus. Baptista was not entirely sure that the nobles would be on his side - the Neustrian Hill was far above the Pope, and the new bishop had a real interest in them, would they offend the bishop of the land for the sake of the Pope?

The two hit it off like this.

Joseph gave the papal envoy the support of force.

The papal envoy gave Joseph hope of overthrowing the new bishop. It is true that the papal envoy came to collect taxes and not to punish heresy, but if he were to discover the peculiarities of the new bishop......

Mutual benefit.

After such an agreement was reached, the papal envoy returned to Tourneste again, escorted by the abbot of St. Martin and his retinue.

This time is different from last time!

This time, the papal envoy was accompanied by the abbot of St. Martin's monastery, as well as his own entourage and the abbot's retinue, and this team walked the avenues of Tournest in a majestic way, which was a world of difference from the last secret visit of the envoy who only brought a priest and a donkey man!

On this journey, the envoy was no longer accompanied by John who was as timid as a mouse and dropped the chain at a critical moment, and the stupid donkey man who was as stupid as a pig, but a group of nobles who were suitable for the identity of the envoy......

It's going to be smooth, isn't it......

Once again, the team stopped, as the envoy's carriage had once again flipped into the pit.

Oh my God, remember the last time I came, there weren't so many potholes on the road at all!

The envoy said that he must arrive at Tournest before sunset, and it turned out that he had written all sorts of letters and complaints on behalf of so many people before he ushered in the sunset in the tavern.

And this time, he was able to reach Tournest before sunset, and the gods blessed him!

Because the last time he came, there was no pit in the road, and now he falls into the pit from time to time......

Where did these pits come from?

In fact, if it were somewhere else, it would be as normal as having clouds in the sky, but the envoy had only just been to Tournest! He still remembered the memory of sitting in the peasant's car and speeding all the way to Tournest, and now he ...... This place is full of pits, and if you take three steps and stop two steps, is it really the road to Tournest?

Or are they on the wrong track?

After the worst, they had to spend the night on the side of the road.

They said it was on the side of the road, but of course they couldn't have set up a tent and slept on the road.

They "requisitioned" a number of buildings on the side of the road, and as for the original owners of those buildings, excuse me, aren't they, ordinary peasants, hurry up to prepare blankets, food, and horse food for the envoy?

The peasants, who had been happily prepared to see the honour of the envoy, seemed to have a delusional desire to have a cordial conversation with the envoy as if he were old friends, but when they were first violently expelled from the room during the night, and then surprised to see that the envoy was accompanied by the former Bishop of Turnest, they did not dare to disperse in a loud voice.

Before dawn, the news reached Tournest, and it was as fast as if the vines were all telephone lines.

All the burghers, merchants, temporary residents, protected persons, sacramental peasants, pilgrims who wish to go to the play, sick people...... Except for those who were too young, too old, and too sick to get up, all flocked to the gates of the city to meet the envoys.

This kind of battle was not uncommon to the envoy himself.

The mountain is high and the pope is far away, and most of the people of Neustria have only vaguely heard of a pope, and as for whether he is three-headed, six-armed or green-faced and fanged, it depends on where the people are talking about the pope.

Therefore, when the papal envoy visits each of the episcopal cities, he is always greeted by a sea of people, no less lively than some countries in the 21st century to welcome the giant panda.

In addition to seeing the strange, there are also many people who come to sue the emperor - for such people, the envoy always comforts them in person and the victim behind his back.

What surprised him was the number of people.

Tournest was one of the largest cities in Neustria—if Joseph the Elder had been a poor bishop of the country, he would not have thought of having trouble with Archbishop Joseph—and now, under the new bishop, its population had more than doubled—albeit with a large number of migrants and migrant workers.

If there is anything unusual, it is that these people don't seem to have the intention of complaining to him. Yes, how can these people sue their bishops before they have time to confront their bishops?

Then he saw the new bishop who had come to greet him.

The new bishop looked—the envoy quietly wiped his saliva in his heart—that he was not a clergyman in a corner, and that he was not a priest in a corner of the world, and that he could not say that he had seen them all, and that it was no problem that he had seen them all—but that a young and beautiful bishop was still in a high position......

It was not that he had never seen such a young bishop, but those people were always the children of kings or great nobles, and the man in front of him, who had heard that he was only a poor child, could buy the bishop of Tournest......

The head of the envoy immediately thought of many sentences that could serve as tabloid headlines in the 21st century, although these situations are not very far from the truth.

Just as the envoy was thinking about it, the former bishop Joseph was already very angry when he met the enemy, and preemptively rebuked the young bishop.

A series of reproaches rushed towards the little bishop: "This is also to welcome the papal envoy?" What about flowers? What about streamers? What? No money? Oh, that's not what you look like when you're acting! How? Are you wasting all your money on such a depraved thing as acting, that you don't even have the money to greet the envoy? ”

He did this, of course, not because of recklessness, but after careful consideration - first of all, he wanted to give the little bishop a dismissal, don't think that he can go sideways in Tournest after he bribed the Queen Mother, the King, the Duke of Ulrich and the Archbishop, you must know, God has eyes, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end! See, the Pope has sent an envoy to investigate his problems, and he won't be away for two days!

Secondly, he wanted to take the opportunity to erect an envoy in front of everyone as his backstage impression in order to intimidate them.

Again, this is also a way to show courtesy to the envoy, since the dog is powerful, how can he tell his master to know that he is a good dog who works hard without barking a few times?

His intimidation had the effect of what he thought.

Isn't it?

The young bishop bowed his head tamely, without discerning a word, and the envoy did not interrupt his reprimand, evidently appreciating his intimidation.

Politics, there have to be people who sing white faces, people who sing red faces, and the seasoned politician Petru. Baptista thought so, let him bark a little longer, and when his intimidation had had enough effect, he would come forward to negotiate himself than admit defeat and compromise at the beginning, and it was not good that the young bishop was frightened by this bluff, and it may not be known if he would hand over some more.

The young bishop had a different mind, since he knew that the beloved old bishop, who almost made him ascend to heaven without seeing the devil, actually accompanied him by an envoy, he knew that this time must not give up!

He had prepared a room for the envoy, a "special" room, of course.

With the exception of the few rooms where the distinguished guests were staying, the other rooms and even the basement and attic were filled with paper-making materials – very dry shavings and reeds – which included bitumen and the like, and the time would come ......

The players at the political table went back and forth in their own way, and no one expected that the power outside the table would come into play.

"How?" A soldier belonging to the Abbey of St. Martin saw a desert-skinned man squeeze through the crowd on foot, trying to get closer to the envoy.

"Get out of the way, there's something wrong here." Abu whispered to the soldier that he couldn't tell what was wrong, but at this point, the experience of rolling in dangerous battlefields had taught him that listening to instinctive reactions would save his life more than strict logical judgments: "Let me talk to the envoy." ”

"You? At least give a name. "The soldier had never seen Abu before, and he flashed the tip of his gun, which was a habitual act of intimidation, but at this moment, he had caused a big disaster!