The reason why the powerful people in the Holy See are willing to give up all the ecclesiastical lands that directly rule Neustria for the sake of two thousand pounds of gold is not because the ecclesiastical lands do not have that value, but because they are also in the same precarious chaos as the magnates of other countries in this era, and the pope who is still highly honored today will become de facto prisoners tomorrow, and if they are no longer the real power figures in the Holy See, no matter how much land the Holy See has, it will not matter to them. In this case, it is only natural that two birds in sight are not as good as one in hand, the archbishop judged.

Turkulani thought of the other aspect: "How can the little one predict the Pope's affairs?" He said to the archbishop respectfully, with the utmost humility, that the gods had not enjoyed him had given all his brains to the demon opposite, not asking for blessings, but only for sparing," but the villain's uncle had said that what the orthodox royal family had promised was not necessarily fulfilled, and that they might feel that Neustrian was too far away to be whipped. ”

"Yes." The archbishop thinks for a different reason than he does, but he thinks that this reason is also reasonable, the promise made in adversity may not be fulfilled in good times, this is indeed a serious concern, like many countries at that time, the Neustrian Church did not directly belong to the pope in the past, and such a drastic change may not necessarily win the support of the real power figures of the local church and the non-exile aristocracy, especially those bishops of noble origin, It is certainly not a matter of much joy to have to choose their heirs by the popes and cardinals in the Eternal City, rather than by the internal decision, and the Holy See does not have enough power to control them for the time being.

The gift promised by the orthodox royal family is like a vast wasteland. The Holy See had to go through a lot of hard work in order to reap the rewards from it, in contrast. Taking a ready-made one directly from the usurper also seems to be a good option.

The premise is ......

"My dear Brother Turkulani." After hearing this affectionate title, Turkulani himself was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and his teeth kept fighting against each other, "They only need two thousand pounds of gold?" No more than any other requirements? ”

"Click, click, yes, yes, ah, no. It's not ......"

"Huh?"

"Every ...... For every extra hundred pounds, I can get five pounds, and I can also ask for a small personal gift...... "For these additional benefits, he has to divide them with his relatives, and of course, he has three, and his relatives have seven, and this is also customary."

"Ah~ That's right." The archbishop nodded, his voice soft. It's not as strict as just now, but after getting along with each other, Turkulani already knows the essence of the other party, and he is more obedient than a primary school student at the moment. Not daring to be rude, he stared at his own toes in a proper manner—if he could really see the toes over his belly when he looked down—and would never take the opportunity to admire and try to touch the graceful neck or any other part of the other, and so on. It is quite possible that his wife's wish came true, and gifts were not given to the archbishop in vain.

"But. Even 2,000 pounds of gold is too expensive. The archbishop shook his head again. The friendship of the Holy See alone is not worth so much, let alone this friendship is as it should be. He paused, then repeated to a stunned Turkulani a quote he had read from the history books: "It is better for those who have power to be called king than those who do not maintain the power of king, and this is the instruction of the previous popes." Your so-called orthodox royal family has lost its power, and the church should smile at those who have power and call her king, and that's the right posture. The Church has been in this posture for years, so that the crown has shifted from the royal family of the ancient empire to the head of the pope, and then to the head of the current emperor, isn't it? ”

"This, this," Turkulani hated him for not putting more effort into history and debate, and that the archbishop had come to ask for a shawl, as if he had come to give an ultimatum to the Holy See to order them to change their ways—and then he thought about it and was relieved that he had come to ask for mercy, not to decide which side the Holy See should support: "The little ones are soft-spoken, and I don't know what the cardinals think, and the cardinals only ordered the small ones to ask for two thousand pounds of gold, which is a bit large, but if you need any holy things, They're also willing to think about it. ”

"A holy relic needed?"

"Yes, the cardinals also have a few relics that you can give away if you need them. The cardinals told the small ones, if they really can't do it, you can consider using the staff, cloak, loafers of the evangelist as an add-on, and if not, a rose of St. Anne, and a wicker from the Savior's cradle, you have to consult with the cardinals. ”

"......" This time it was the archbishop's turn to be speechless, he always felt that the scene seemed a little familiar, and then thought back to where this familiar feeling came from-

"How much does this piece of pork cost?"

"Auntie, three silver coins."

"What? This piece of pork costs three silver coins? So expensive! Cheaper! Two silver coins sold me for almost the same! ”

"This piece of pork has more fat and less lean meat, and it is fresh and steaming, three silver coins, a fixed price! Can't reduce! ”

"Nonsense! Sell me two silver coins! You can't sell it for three silver coins! ”

"Auntie, three silver coins, this is the lowest price, three silver coins can take such a good piece of pork, what a good meat, you can put it on the queen's table!" I'll give you a pig bone as an add-on! Three silver coins, buy it, don't miss the opportunity, the time will not come again, buy! I'll give you another straw rope after buying it! ”

The young archbishop stood with relish, admiring the scene of his father waving a pig-killing knife in one hand in a bloody leather skirt, while spitting saliva and bargaining with his patron.

Meow Meow's ......

I thought that I had changed from a future butcher to a monk, but I just jumped from a pork shop to a larger, more beautiful disguise, and more ferocious multinational chain pork shop?

He shook his head, suppressing his unhappiness for the time being, he had something to confirm with Turkulani, "Two thousand pounds of gold, is it really not a little less?" ”

"Yes, yes," Turkulani admits bitterly, if he had a shawl to send the other party away sooner, he would have given it to the plague god, but he really didn't have the ability, "if you have a relationship, you can send a message to a few cardinals, maybe a little lower, but the small ones really can't decide." ”

"Ah, then you go." The archbishop knew that no more information could be squeezed out of him, and after all, he was just an errand runner, and it was okay to do the work of bullying and extortion (provided that he did not run into the archbishop), and that the decision-making was neither his strength nor his ability and position.

So, where do you start next? (To be continued......)