"My lord, welcome to my husband's mansion. “

Just as Il was about to take Jung, Sandra slowly walked in from outside the room, dressed in the most luxurious clothes in the entire viscount's mansion and holding a white velvet fan in her hand.

She really couldn't stay outside the door, and who knows if Jung would have promised him something if he had given Il some more time.

When Jung saw his daughter-in-law coming, the psychological defense that had been broken by Il, just now, suddenly recovered a lot, regained his strength, and was no longer guided by Il to those deep pits as he had just been.

Sandra glanced at her husband through the fan in her hand, and then secretly looked at the little count, and the scrutiny in her eyes went from head to toe.

This time it's really planted, originally Sandra didn't come out because the opponent was just a child, even if Jung was such a diplomatic idiot, he should be able to face it easily, she didn't know that this little gentleman was so powerful, and he was able to get involved with his husband to a dead earl.

This is simply stepping on Jung's deadliest corner, and it is so beautiful, because when Jung knew that the count was dead, he was only a little sad, maybe he just felt that there was one less person who could talk nonsense in the future.

But now in this situation, those who don't know still think that Jung is dead his own mother, and it is difficult to be forced by a child to admit his identity.

This child's ability is really not simple.

This time, the problem is a little troublesome, and for Earl of Il, Sandra obviously does not dare to underestimate this little gentleman anymore.

"Hello, Viscountess. Il picked up Sandra's hand and touched it slightly with his lips to welcome him, because he hadn't changed his secondary sex characteristics yet, so his height or anything didn't show any signs of growing taller, and his knees, which should have been slightly bent, didn't need to be bent, otherwise, he would have gotten into Sandra's skirt.

Il is still a little regretful about Sandra's appearance, originally dealing with Jung, Il is full of confidence, he did a lot of preparation work before coming, of course, he knows very well what kind of people this couple is, and according to his own investigation, Jung's force value is very good, but he is very rusty in the handling of emotional problems, as long as he uses a little emotion and increases a little pressure on him, Jung will not be able to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

But his wife, Sandra, was a completely different person, a very politically sensitive woman, and she chose to appear here at this time, and it turned out that Il's investigation was not wrong.

It's just that Ilr doesn't think it's fun, although it's a bit impossible to let Jung do things for him with empty gloves and white wolves, but Yir didn't expect Jung to be so honest before he came, he just wanted to make himself pay a little less price through these words.

And the diplomatic talent she had just shown made the beautiful woman look at her differently, and there was a basis for negotiation, as long as there was a foundation, Il did not believe that he could not convince Viscount Jung.

And the exchange of benefits is much better than a promise without a basis.

"Viscountess, let's have a good talk. Il's grinning smile was very bright, like an old friend, not at all like a first-time visitor.

Around the Viscount's Mansion, the spies sent by countless nobles in the Saruzo realm and the surrounding neighbors waited for a long time, and saw the Count of Il walking out of Jung's house with a blank face, no one knew what they were talking about, and for a while afterward, Jung would often show contempt for Il, which made everyone think that the two had broken down.

The visit of the Earl of Il seemed to others to be nothing more than a self-inflicted humiliation, and they were largely ignored, but the visit of Bishop da Vinx two days later was unusual to many nobles, especially Sandra's two sisters.

On this day, Jung and Sandra were waiting for the arrival of Bishop Da Vinx at the door of their house early, and unlike meeting Il, Sandra was dressed unusually plain today, so that people could hardly recognize that this was a noble lady, and thought it was the daughter of a merchant from a ****** family.

After waiting for about half an hour, Da Vinx's carriage drove smoothly to Jung's door, and the carriage was so large that Da Vinx did not have to get out of the carriage, but only had to bend down lightly to get out of the carriage.

When Da Vinx stepped out of the carriage, Jung and Sandra, along with a kind of servant in the back, performed a noble etiquette on Da Vinx.

Jung's right hand was on his heart, his feet were half-bent, Sandra pinched the corner of his skirt with his left hand, waved it back, crossed his feet and half-knelt for a while, and the servants behind him threw themselves to the ground, not daring to open their eyes to Da Vinx, which was very high etiquette.

Da Vinx was still very satisfied with the love on his face, and the Jungs obviously wanted to let the people around them know that they respected him, and when Da Vinx saw Sandra's clothes, he was even more satisfied.

Because from an outsider's point of view, the bishop, dressed in a splendid white robe, and Sandra, who is dressed in simple clothes, are in stark contrast, from the eyes of those who are unscrupulous.

It's like a master and a slave.

This feeling obviously made Da Vinx very satisfied.

"Please come in, my beloved PAPA. Jung took a half-step back and let the bishop enter the bishop's house before following the bishop inside.

A luxurious lunch, Jung can be regarded as putting all the luxuries of his year on the long table, truffles from France, turkey from Byzantium, caviar from Naples, eating a feast, watching a heartbeat.

Of course, Da Vinx ate very happily, and he himself could eat these delicacies regularly, these things were extremely precious to the viscount, but for him, the bishop, he could still afford to enjoy them, and he was happy that Jung's attitude towards him, which made Da Vinx very satisfied.

He already knew about it when Il entered this mansion, and Da Vinx was also very curious about their conversation, but as an upper-class nobleman, he would not lower his body to ask about the content of this conversation in person, and Jung's behavior today is to make himself understand in such a way that he has chosen between Milan and Il.

This, of course, moved Da Vinx with pleasure.

After a lunch with the hostess and the hostess, and after dealing with the hygiene issues after the meal, the three of them moved to Jung's study to begin the next discussion.

This made Da Vinx even more satisfied, the study was very private, and he was able to enter the study to talk, obviously not treating himself as an outsider, so the decision he made should be able to be done.

"It was a very tasty lunch, thank you, Mr. Viscount. Da Vinx held a cup of black tea in his hand, and the fragrance of the special spices made the bishop feel very relaxed.

"It is a great honour for me to compliment you, Your Excellency, and if you may, call me by my name. Jung took the teacup, made a toast gesture, and smiled kindly at the bishop.

"Oh, okay, Jung, haha. "Since Jung took the lead in extending an olive branch to himself, then Da Vinx naturally has no reason not to catch it, he came here to do something, and the closer the relationship, the easier it is, isn't it.

Jung and Sandra also laughed after hearing Da Vinx's laughter, he has to do something, don't he have something to ask him for, and getting closer is good for people on both sides.

Besides, what can a bishop covet for a tiny viscount?

"Jung, I'm here to talk to you about something and ask for your opinion. Da Vinx said to Jung after taking a sip of the tea in his cup.

"Your will is my will. Jung replied, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, this bishop, but an old fox, what do you want to ask for your own opinion, and he is not a great lord, what role can he play in his affairs?

"I want Jonas to be my godson, is that okay?" Da Vinx finally said the purpose of his trip, which was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for the Jungians.

"What, you're going to take Jonas as your godson?" Jung nearly turned the cup in his hand upside down.

Sandra was also shocked in her heart, the surprise on her face could not be hidden, how she regretted why she didn't bring a headscarf at this time, so that Da Fentry would not see her such a gaffe.

He went to great lengths to bring the bishop of Daphinx to baptize his eldest son so that Da Vinx could accept his own child as his godson.

I had already figured out how much I would pay, but I didn't expect that I hadn't mentioned it yet, but Da Vinx had brought it up himself.

When a bishop recognizes a person as his godson, then the bishop teaches the child in the process of learning, and when he becomes an adult, the bishop will help him and give him the opportunity to rise.

And this relationship is closer than the teacher-student relationship, a bit similar to the adoptive father's degree, which means that Jonas will always have a power from Milan to support him.

For Sandra, the role of godson is even more important.

This matter has to start with Sandra's father, Sandra's father is the daughter of a viscount in the Piedmontese county, and this viscount has a total of three daughters and no sons, so his property will be chosen among his daughter's children to inherit his title and territory after his death.

You know, Sandra's father's fortune will be two small towns of 2,000 people and a large area of rich farmland, and all this money will go into the pockets of one person.

And the godson of a bishop, this will give Jonas a greater chance of obtaining this property.

"Lord Da Vinx, are you serious?" asked Sandra a little panting, she didn't expect that what she wanted to do in every possible way could be achieved without paying any price, this was really a bit illusory for her, and the perennial political struggle made her not believe that there was still pie in the sky in the world.

"Yes, I'm serious, what about your opinions?" Da Vinx looked at the two people's gaffes, and was not dissatisfied, their gaffes did not show their dignity, and their words and deeds could make these nobles breathe.

"May I ask why?" Jung asked cautiously, even a diplomatic fool like him was a little confused about what was happening.

"Because of fate. Bishop Da Vinx said ambiguously, without saying any specific reason.

In fact, Bishop Da Vinx himself didn't know why he wanted to make such a child who was only a few days old his godson, maybe it was just the look in his eyes that was different from other children at the baptism ceremony?

Jung and Sandra couldn't help but glance at each other, was the bishop speaking Italian just now?

"Yes, there is fate. Do you agree with my request?" Da Vinx repeated the word again, speaking in a commanding tone, a different kind of experience.

"Yes, my noble bishop. Since Da Vinx said so, Jung certainly wouldn't refuse, and who would refuse money and honor.

"Very well, Mr. Jung. Da Vinx smiled with satisfaction, which was to be expected.

After that, the three of them decided to continue living with their parents until Jonas was 10 years old, leaving his usual studies to the local church priest, and after 10 years old, he would go to Milan to study Latin, French, Greek, and will learn more powerful martial arts in Milan.

In this way, Jonas, who was asleep, unknowingly had an extra godfather.