The Sun Never Sets In Spain

When they first arrived in Africa, several people were full of curiosity.

But this curiosity soon dissipated. After all, the scale of Saint Isabel can only be regarded as a big town in Europe, and there are few commercial activities in it, which is extremely boring.

I didn't see the exotic, but I saw some little black people with a height of 1.5 meters in the horns. As soon as they saw them, they shouted incomprehensible words and hid in the shadows.

Even the smell is not much better than that of Europe. Some European towns are cleaned up from time to time, and some places have sewage systems, but there is no such concept here.

However, boring is boring, but the living environment is much better than everyone thinks.

"I thought Africa was all barren and dry, but it's June, and the temperature is very suitable." Ricardo laughed.

Everyone nodded:

"More water than Madrid."

"Security seems to be okay."

"It's just that there are a lot of mosquitoes."

Someone started talking, and the atmosphere immediately became lively, talking and laughing no longer the depression before.

Since landing in the port of San Isabel, the government has set them free.

Now that he has been in the city for a long time, the panic in his heart has been reduced a lot, and his expectations for the future have gradually gained the upper hand.

"Don't take it lightly, if there is nothing else, put on the mask and put on your clothes." Robert said solemnly.

This has just arrived, and everyone is already a little relaxed, which is not a good thing.

In a flash, most of the day passed, and it was already evening.

Fortunately, the government has prepared some sheds for them. Although it is uncomfortable to live in, it is not enough to sleep in the wild.

After all, living in a shack is not a long-term solution, and mosquitoes in Africa are no joke.

And their food doesn't last a few days.

From this point on, Robert's starting point is much weaker than others.

In addition to them, more teams are led by one or two rich people, and all civilian teams are relatively rare.

These "rich people" are not necessarily very rich, they are mostly small businessmen, small nobles, small reporters and the like.

But a little money can also help to get through the early stage, and it will not starve to death without harvesting for a few days.

At night, lying on the mat, disturbed by the damp air and flies and mosquitoes, Robert tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

So did Ricardo, who happened to be sleeping with him.

The two looked at each other, and Ricardo asked softly, "How long can we eat our food?"

Robert hesitated for a moment: "It should last for four days if you save it. There are quite a few biscuits and bacon on the boat, so I saved some."

"Four days..." Ricardo chewed on the number.

It doesn't seem to be in a hurry, but in fact, these foods that can be preserved for a long time are precious materials in tropical rain forests, and it is too wasteful to consume them in towns.

Seeing that the other side was worried, Robert comforted: "Don't worry, we'll find work tomorrow.

Few people have been to the central part of the island. The Colonial Department of us will definitely not waste it. It should be given the task of drawing a map.

When we make a little money, we will go to the mainland to make money! "

"good!"

...

Meanwhile, another change is brewing in Spain, but this time it has nothing to do with the manor.

The reason was that the king had to appoint his personal religious adviser Andrew as bishop of the Diocese of Madrid!

What is this operation?

There are two problems here. First, a deacon cannot be a bishop! Second: no bishopric of Madrid!

To put it bluntly, the deacon is the assistant of priests of all levels, the assistant of the bishop in purple is the deacon in purple, the assistant of the cardinal is the deacon in red, and the assistant of the pope is the deacon of the prime minister.

When Andrew came to join Alfonso, he was just a mere assistant deacon.

Although he once served the Pope, the Pope did not grant him a high position because he was too young and from a commoner background.

To serve an ordinary priest and manage an ordinary church is to be an assistant deacon.

Later, Andrew followed Alfonso for two years. Because the teaching status was still in Rome, the Pope made an exception to mention the purple-clothed deacon to him, skipping the rank of chief deacon, which was already extremely prominent.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been following Alfonso and was not involved in the church's power struggle, he would have been criticized long ago.

Times have changed, and the king's prestige has grown stronger. Even if Alfon asked to promote him to be a deacon in red, everyone would recognize it with their noses pinched.

A deacon can be promoted to be a bishop! This has far exceeded the bottom line of people in the church!

Archbishop Toledo arrived at the palace immediately.

As the leader of the Spanish Catholic Church, he couldn't help but go through such a situation.

Hearing Antonio's request, Alfonso smiled. This old man thought he had invested in education and hoped that the church would help with the money.

As a result, Antonio was willing to invest 400,000 yuan at all costs. This is still under the circumstances of opening a church school in the name of the church.

It was obvious that the government gave more, with 600,000, but all the names were taken up by the church.

What's even more annoying is that the other party also looks like you have taken advantage of it.

Eat more and vomit less, the country's moth is nothing more than this.

This time, if Antonio is willing to cooperate with the reform in a stable and stable manner, then it will not hurt to let him finish the remaining few years and become a nominal leader of the Spanish Church.

But if it's a stumbling block... then there's no need to separate the bishopric of Madrid!

After thinking about this, Alfonso ordered: "Let him come in."

In a few minutes, Bishop Antonio, who was in his seventies and eighties, carefully stepped into the door of the office.

This is much more careful than the last time he was here.

At that time, it was to add a title to the king, but this time it was to fight against each other. The risks of the two are not the same.

"His Majesty."

"Bishop Antonio, please take a seat." Alfonso said casually, without getting up, he said directly:

"The bishop is busy, and he is here for the bishop of Madrid?"

Antonio's expression tightened, he stopped chatting with him, and he never mentioned Andrew, which was not a good sign.

Facing Alfonso's gaze, Antonio hesitated for a while. Considering the interests of the church, he still bite the bullet and said:

"Precisely, the separation of the Diocese of Madrid from the Archdiocese of Toledo is not a big deal, Madrid's population is growing, as it should be.

But Andrew's "deacon" thing..."

"Ok?"

Alfonso's cold snort made Antonio shiver.

People who could have become bishops would not be so unbearable, but Alfonso's various auras will not be mentioned.

His own physical quality is also far beyond ordinary people. Once he gets angry, he has a natural sense of oppression to ordinary people.

It took nearly a minute for Antonio to relax and leave, but thinking about taking the king's style and retreating one step, there must be continuous cuts behind him, and there is no way to avoid it.