Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

A team of ready-to-go cavalry stood in the shade of the trees and chatted in the sky, the sun in the sky was hot, even in the shade of sweat.

This made those soldiers admire those who stood in the hot sun from the bottom of their hearts.

The cardinals headed by the old Rovere stood on the side of the road and looked at Alexander VI in front of them.

The pope wore a white travel robes, which were designed for monks who went to holy places to practice pilgrimage. These robes are strong and warm. If you wear a hood even It can be used as a sleeping bag in the wild.

Alexander VI wore such a robe in front of a group of big men wearing bishops or priest robes, and looked more like a loser in exile.

Although the time is short, he seems to be much older than before. The figure of the back of the camel has a sharp contrast with the old Rovere who seems to be quite energetic on the opposite side, so that even if the old Rovere bends to kiss the back of his hand , But still can make people clearly feel a sad and sad between the two, a clear difference between complacency.

According to the results of negotiations with the Cardinals, Alexander VI will leave the city of Rome in the name of "Visiting Dioceses and Spreading the Gospel of Christ". Everyone knows that his departure is likely to be a farewell. For the old man, such a trip is destined to make it difficult for him to return to this capital city where he once ruled for nearly 10 years.

Caesar ’s burial was different from that of his historical burial in the church of Viana. This time under the auspices of Alexander VI, Caesar was buried under the altar of the prayer hall of Norie in Vatican.

On his tombstone, the famous proverb is engraved: "If it is not Caesar, it is nothingness."

Caesar's funeral is not grand, and it can even be said that it is a bit shabby, and no one came to attend the funeral.

Except for the Pope himself, his family did not show up. Lucrezia is now in Pisa, while Jeffrey, his youngest brother, has never appeared since he escaped from Elba to return to Rome. Ever.

No one knows how Alexander VI came all night on the day of the burial, and then the next morning, Alexander VI put on a full set of ceremonies and then hosted his last time in Rome in the cathedral Public mass.

The next day, the Vatican heard that the pope was about to "visit all Christian districts."

Hearing this news, everyone knows that although the pope is still alive, but with the pope leaving the Holy See, leaving the Vatican and Rome, the empty pope throne has been dazzling light has attracted many qualified to covet this Those of the throne, of course, the old Luo Weilei's voice is the highest, and also the most powerful.

Now, the Pope is on his way, and all the cardinals come to see him off, but everyone knows that this is probably the last time he saw the pope who had made them almost crazy.

So after kissing the thin hands of Alexander VI according to the etiquette, the old Luo Weilei immediately straightened his back, and the tall man now allows him to look down at the opponent who has been fighting him for many years. However, now Loveley is already looking at the winner's gaze at the enemy who is destined to withdraw due to failure.

"Your Majesty, Rome is playing a good show, but unfortunately you are in a hurry to exit," Old Rovere no longer has to grievance himself at this time, he said to Alexander VI in a slightly more pleasant tone Some are regrettable. "

"Cardinal, and you are just the opposite. The play is over, but you always refuse to leave," Alexander VI was not annoyed by the irony of Old Rovere. He shook his head and looked at Old Rovere with some amusement. It seems to be funny for Old Rovere ’s ignorance of current affairs. “But it has nothing to do with me. I have to go back to my hometown Valencia to see. After all, I have been away for too long.”

Old Luo Weilei seemed to understand and smiled and nodded and stepped aside, and then looked at the cardinals one by one and walked over to kiss the back of the pope's hand, and blessed him on the way.

Mahimo was standing at the back of the cardinal. When it was his turn, he just stepped forward to hold the pope's hand, but was stopped by Alexander VI.

In full view, Alexander VI stretched out his hands to hold Mahimo's face, kissed him on the forehead, and then whispered in pure Latin: "I said that the bearer of the industry, although it is industry-wide The master, but when he was a child, was no different from a slave, but came under the master and the housekeeper until his father's appointment. "

Although the voice of Alexander VI was low, but it seemed quite powerful, and everyone who heard this sentence couldn't help but look different, some were surprised, some were at a loss, some accidents showed some playfulness in the eyes, some Only anger.

No one here knows the origin of this passage of Alexander VI, but it is because of the clarity that people look so different.

This passage comes from the New Testament Galatians.

For most believers, this passage may be very strange. After all, the Galatians are not only short in length, but also because of various reasons, the Galatians and Corinth are too mixed Many personal teachings are quite controversial, so many priests can't help avoiding this paragraph when they preach.

But it is such a passage, but because of its special meaning, it must not be ignored.

Saint Paul deviated from the right path because he heard that the people in the Galatian region were tempted by the Jewish legalists, so he wrote to the people there and warned them not to abandon the truth because of false doctrines. It has become a doctrine that is often quoted by the church when identifying future true guides.

Now, Alexander VI publicly used this scripture to Mahimo in so many ways. This naturally caused an uproar among the cardinals who were very familiar with the doctrine and were more sophisticated.

Old Rovere's eyes turned to Mahimo's back. The youngest junior among all cardinals formed a new impression in his mind at this moment.

Mahimo looked at the Pope equally with amazement. He noticed that Alexander VI had a look like a naughty child at him, which fell into his eyes, but made Mahimo feel uneasy for a while.

"It's time to go, it's time to go," Alexander VI waved to those who were not qualified to bid farewell to the priests and auxiliary bishops alone, and then stumbled into the carriage with the help of the servant next to him.

The carriage moved slowly, and the pope slightly leaned out and waved his hand, then disappeared behind the window.

Old Rovere stood there motionlessly and looked at the carriage slowly leaving under the protection of the guard, and then he smiled back to the cardinals who were also looking at the back of the team.

"A new era of Rome is coming, aren't you?"

"Of course, the distinguished cardinal." A cardinal is the first to open the door. "Maybe all we have to wait for is a message. At that time, I will definitely do my best for you in the smoke column of the lonely room."

An orphan room is a room used to elect the pope. The thick smoke from the chimney on the roof of the cardinals inside the house tells the world whether a new pope has been born.

For such a naked surrender, although some of the other cardinals were quite disdainful, but no one showed condemnation to this cardinal, on the contrary, some people also showed a knowing smile.

As old Luo Weilei said, a new era is coming, so who else will care about the old era that has passed, or the person who represents that era?

Old Rovere ’s eyes fell on Mahimo ’s face. He had previously thought that this young cardinal might one day become the pope, but he did not believe that this person would become his threat, even if Alexander VI quoted it in public. Scripture that will cause great controversy, but he was only a little moved in the initial accident, and then immediately thought that this should be a trick tricked by Alexander VI.

"Cardinal, can I invite you to dinner if you can?" Old Rovere said to Mahimo casually, seeing a group of people immediately erect his ears, he leaned forward to Mahmo's ear Say "At this time, even if we just say something casually today, it is estimated that many people will wonder whether we are plotting any conspiracy."

"Then I showed an incredible look again," a trace of surprise flashed across Mahimo's cooperating face, listening to the unmaskable exhaustion around him, he whispered, "I am willing to accept your Invitation, even if it ’s for the fun of rumours in Rome tomorrow. "

Old Luo Weilei smiled and reached out and patted Mahimo's arm in relief, then he turned and waved to Constantine waiting in the distance, beckoning him to let his carriage come.

Masimo smiled and said goodbye to others, and then turned over the mount brought by the servant, but when he pulled his head back, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Alexander VI ’s quotation from Galatians really frightened Mahimo. Although he did n’t know what Old Rovere was thinking, he knew that many people would stare at him from now on.

"The days of free time are running out." Mahimo whispered helplessly.

The wheels rolled, and the team marched along the avenue to the seaside Fiumicino port. From there, they could enter the Tyrrhenian Sea, and then into the Mediterranean Sea, to any place in this known world.

The heat blowing into the car from outside made Alexander VI feel a little sultry. He fanned the wind with his sleeves, and then looked at Nomelo who had been sitting on the opposite side without saying a word, and then smiled.

As the Pope ’s personal secretary, this time Nomelo also left with Alexander VI, and he stayed in Rome as a protector.

"I know you always wanted this position," the pope looked at this secretary who followed him for many years, and it can be said that many times even his own children still have to trust "I still remember how you looked when you first came to me, You were 14 years old that year. "

"Your Majesty ..."

Nomelo was going to say something, but he was stopped by Alexander as soon as he opened his mouth. The pope held a cane with jewels in his hands and stared at Nomelo: "Tell me, you are not involved in selling Caesar, am I? I do n’t want to hear that. I do n’t want to know that you have betrayed your family. "

"I didn't, at least I didn't directly betray him," Nomelo shook his head first, then said helplessly, "but you know that I really need that position, I have been by your side for almost 30 years."

"I know," Alexander VI leaned his head on the board of the car and let the carriage shake his body. "I know that each of you is eager to get what you want from me, when you can't get it. Will betray me. I wo n’t care if you betray me personally, but I ca n’t tolerate someone hurting your own loved ones, so that Alexander ... ”

The pope's already calm face instantly became haggard.

"Fighting Caesar is Queen of Naples," Nomelo reminded in a low voice. "And he is the father of your granddaughter."

The Pope gasped hard, and after a while, he calmed down again. He stared at Nomelo with a pair of expressionless eyes, and then slowly said: "Tell me that there are people involved in your plan, I know If it ’s you, you do n’t have the guts, just like my son, I know your Nomelo, let me know. "

Nomelo paused, looked at the scenery where the salty sea flavor road could already be vaguely smelled, and opened his mouth slightly.

But without waiting for him to speak, the roof of the carriage made a slap, and then came the voice of Pelotto Cardron, who was sitting outside the carriage as the driver's deputy: "Your Majesty, Lord Skop is on the roadside. "

Alexander VI's slightly drooping eyelids suddenly picked up, and a pair of eyes stared at Nomelo's face.

Seeing Nomelo's name seemed to be relieved when he heard Skop's name, the pope groaned in his throat.

The team stopped, but the pope did n’t move. He stared at the opposite carriage siding with his cane. When Skop appeared beside the door and gently opened the door to bow, the pope ’s head did n’t even tilt. crooked.

An awkward silence ran in front of everyone. Seeing this scene, Cardron had to wave his hand to make the team farther away from the carriage, and then he licked his lips. After hesitating, he finally hid away. Shade by the roadside.

The sun above his head was shooting straight down, and Skop's forehead had begun to shed sweat. The back of his robe was wet. The sweat even ran down his drooping arm to the fingertips, and then dropped on the ground.

Finally, Alexander VI said: "Tell me, what benefit did you get in this matter?"

Skop was silent, and then said in a slightly hoarse tone: "Duke Palma."

"Ha ~"

The Pope made a sneer that did not know whether it was a mockery or an accident. He slowly turned his head to look at Skop who was standing in front of the car door: "Farne's house will become the Duke of Palma. I promised Julia once, but You want to get this title this way, tell me what are you thinking? "

Skop slowly raised his head, his eyes greeted Alexander VI as if he would eat his hateful eyes, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, you promised, but as you said, it is the Farne family , And I ’m saying that the descendants of the Skops will become the Duke of Palma. "

Alexander VI looked at Skop in amazement. After a while, his waist, which had been as straight as possible, slowly collapsed, and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes. Then he stretched out a hand and looked at Skop. Then he sat side by side with Nomelo, and the pope looked at the two with a complex expression.

"Can you tell me when it all started?"

Although the Pope did not explain, the two people on the other side clearly knew what he was asking, but they obviously did not want to answer, but responded to the Pope with silence.

"Also, it doesn't make much sense," Alexander VI said self-deprecatingly, and then glanced across the two people "but I still want to know one thing, what is that Ladia coin?"

Seeing the two of them on the opposite side seemed a little dazed, Alexander VI chuckled, "It seems that you don't know, but these times I guessed about some possibilities," said the pope fumbled from his robe. A Ladia gold coin came out and touched gently in the palm of the hand, "That Fugor family should be the key to all this, but no one thought that the Alexander Conference could persuade them to cooperate with him after hitting the family so much. . "

"Your Majesty, you said it was all done by the Duke of Rome Thesia?" Nomelo asked in disbelief. Although he vaguely guessed that there was a shadow of Alexander in the devaluation of the Ladia gold coin, he never did. I can believe that Alexander has such a lot of courage and courage. "But doing so will hurt him, and even for this, it may cause him to lose all his money."

"All the money, then how much do you think he has?" The pope asked with a hint of pride. "Just to buy the chair in the Vatican, he was willing to take out 1.3 million florins, but I believe this It is not so difficult for him to come, and do you think he suffered a big loss because of the devaluation of Ladia, I can assure you that he may have earned more than you think in this matter, no, You do n’t dare to think so much. You know that he is the father of my granddaughter. For Estres, he will also leave his daughter with a rich enough dowry. Perhaps there is a strong enough kingdom."

Alexander VI said with a contemptuous look at the two of them.

"You got what you want, and Alexander Juliant Gumbre also got what he wanted, but you are different, you get a title or territory, and he gets a kingdom , "The pope poked the wooden board under his feet with a cane in his hand." You will see that he ruled all the land south of Lombardy. Your Palma will become a buffer between him and Lombardy. Trembling in the siege of his kingdom, as for Lombardy, he would leave it to others, making it a terrible bait to **** so the blood of those who tried to swallow this fat, and my granddaughter ’s father Be the last beneficiary of all this. "

Listening to the Pope ’s words, the two men in the carriage stared at Alexander VI stunned, listening to the Pope ’s analysis of the current situation, and then thinking about their situation, they had to admit that the old man ’s vision in front of him far exceeded them.

At this moment, they actually had the illusion that the pope who was forced to exile himself was standing in front of the altar of the cathedral to accept the worship of countless believers.

But then, Alexander VI bent slightly.

His eyes flashed with fatigue, and the hand on crutches trembled weakly.

"All this was figured out in front of Caesar's coffin, and it was only then that I knew how much mistake I had made."

"Are you saying that you underestimated the ambition of the Duke of Rome Theseia?" Nomelo asked carefully.

"No, I mean it was only then that I realized I shouldn't make Caesar an enemy of Alexandria," the Pope looked up at Nomelo. "You are a clever kid, and you always know who to choose to depend on. Giovanni is actually right, because he is more suitable to be a monarch than Caesar, and he has a good relationship with Alexander, then maybe the Borgia family is completely different now, and then you choose Alexander, now The proof is not wrong, but you did n’t choose Caesar from beginning to end. In fact, from that time on, I should know that Caesar is not suitable for this mission. Unfortunately, I found it too late, too late ... "

Listening to the pope gradually sinking, revealing deep self-blame and sorrow, he looked at each other face to face, not knowing what to say for a while.

Until after a while, Alexander VI raised his head and looked at them again.

"I'm going back to Valencia, this is probably the last time we met."

"Your Majesty ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Do you not go to pizza? Or ..."

Seeing Nomelo's eloquent words, Alexander VI smiled slightly sarcastically: "You want to ask, am I going to France?"

Nomelo's face was embarrassed. He knew that if he asked this question, he might be suspected by the Pope to listen to Alexander's whereabouts, but he really wanted to know where Alexander VI was going.

"I will not go to France," Alexander VI once again showed a proud look on his face. "I will not let myself be a prisoner of Avignon in this era. Know that the people of the Pogia family will not ask any People bow their heads to beg. "

Finally, Alexander VI waved to the two of them.

"Okay, you can leave." The Pope said lowly, his eyes fell on the corner of the carriage siding again, and for a moment he didn't seem to know what kind of contemplation.

The two men almost fled out of the carriage and looked at Cardron who was approaching them. Nomelo waved his hand and ignored him, and they walked aside with Skop.

The team set off again, looking at the team gradually heading towards the pier, Nomelo turned to look at Skop.

"Are we doing it right?"

"I don't know," Skop said sullenly, and then slammed his saber around his waist "but we haven't retreated yet, have we?"

"Yes," Skop's words made Nomelo's somewhat depressed mood rise again. "Either rise with the Duke of Rome Thesia, or sink together, we have no way out."