To Four Thousand Years Later

Marquis Du Juan received a letter from the Pope. It's been a week.

Of course, he was very happy with Adrian's rare kindness-now the embarrassing situation in Wallachia needs Solomonism to ease it.

Whether as a guarantee of character,

Although the Pope used "take away his godson" as a secret word and an excuse to meet, the Marquis of Guyvari now really wants to send Leonardo out. He also wanted to let go of the untouchables he had finally caught, and wanted him to hand over Goboga to the king, and told him every day what the people thought of him now, so that he should be cautious in his words and deeds, Be virtuous and uphold justice.

This almost made Guyvari angry.

What do they think of me, none of my business? What should I do, none of your business? A pariah is a pariah, can it turn the world upside down? Never married, never played with women, never killed, never been wounded, never been on the battlefield, never been betrayed - such a child can teach a lesson since Du Juanhou first reprimanded him, and then ignored him. Now he would rather let Leonardo get out of here. Even if you want to learn from the Pope to become an elm-headed person, you still hang out with those untouchables every day, making some messy things.

Today is the appointed day for His Excellency the Pope to attend the banquet.

Unfortunately, it has been raining heavily since yesterday. According to the forecast of the bachelors in the city, the rain will last at least four or five days. This made Du Juanhou very worried. Will the Pope get sick on the road? Will he temporarily cancel the trip because of the rain? But at this time, he has no contact with anyone. The scouts could only wait outside in the rain. He took a deep breath and looked into the distance under the eaves. Wallachia was not so much a town as a fortress—he built not only the outer side, but the inner side as well. Two consecutive days of rainfall more than doubled the width of the moat. The flag of their own family was soaked in water and hung on the pole. The long vertical strips looked like blood-stained spears.

Amidst the roaring torrential rain, the forest on the other side of the moat has become blurred. The misty rain and fog turned the world in front of me into light gray, and the cold air was overflowing. Even if the gate was open, he didn't even look at it, but for the sake of caution, Marquis Du Juan still didn't climb up the city wall to look into the distance.

Worried, although the possibility is unlikely, but if I slipped on my feet or was tricked by someone, I fell directly from the city wall and fell disabled and died. Not only is this life gone, but people will also be ashamed. Du Juanhou's life creed is to be cautious. In his opinion. Conceding is not something to be ashamed of, and death is. However, Marquis Du Juan still sent a soldier to climb up the city wall to look around for him.

"Master Marquis, someone is coming! Someone is coming!"

Finally, the man shouted: "There are two carriages. Four horses. There are six knights outside! They oh! He was just about to jump off the wall, because a foot slipped and nearly fell. But the soldier's arm is still A long bloodstain was drawn. Du Juanhou immediately felt that he was very wise.

The soldiers with sensitive bodies almost fell off, if they were themselves. Wouldn't he fall to his death if he went up? Calculated in this way, this is one less death.

He feels satisfaction and pleasure in his decision.

"You go to meet the Pope."

Du Juanhou said in a deep voice to the guards: "They traveled a long way, are tired and tired, and it rained heavily yesterday. You must be respectful and don't make them angry.

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

I think," said Malajiji behind him with a chuckle, "the grown-ups must be hungry. Hungry and need something to eat.

"And some wine and bread for the lords, and salt and cheese. Serve them on silver plates.

Du Juanhou clapped his hands, and added: "Afterwards, guide the adults to take a bath and change clothes. Change into dry and warm clothes, and then ask the Pope to come to talk to me—what other people should use "Understood, my lord!" "

Seeing his guards responding and leaving in the heavy rain, Du Juanhou was still a little worried.

He was always worried that the vulgarity of these servants would displease the Pope. But he can only rest assured and let them fiddle with it.

Although he will be the main beneficiary in this transaction, he is not a beggar—it would be too humble for a marquis to personally welcome the pope into the city. When bargaining later, he will inevitably lose a little bit of the wind. As for the water head, Du Juanhou subconsciously glanced at Ma Lajiji.

He always felt that this person was unclean, like a sorcerer. This is not because of his inherent impression of being fat and ugly, but more of an uneasy straightness. Of course, it may also be because he is afraid of the legendary profession of "water head".

Decided.

Although these days he often takes Malajiji with him, and asks the two directions when he has nothing to do, and Malajiji is indeed knowledgeable, almost omniscient: but when meeting with the Pope, Du Juan It's better not to take him with you when you decide.

As if he knew what he meant. Malajiji grinned at him.

That smile made him uneasy. When Marquis Du Juan got rid of that strange trembling feeling, it was already after he returned to the castle to take a bath. He touched the young maid's ass, drank a glass of wine, and fixed his hair and beautiful mustache. Start picking out for yourself what to wear to the upcoming meeting.

He finally decided to dress himself in a beautiful knitted crimson robe with a teal shirt underneath and no jewelry. In this way, you won't be said to be disrespectful, and you won't be taught to cry. Everything is under control.

He originally thought so. The wearer is dressed in a plain and clean linen robe, and streamlined muscles can be seen beside the collarbone. There are no calluses on the hands, and the skin is white and clean. It looked like a living Greek statue.

And the most eye-catching thing about him is his pair of eyes that are like burning flames. The brilliance was so beautiful that Du Juan Hou Shi couldn't open his eyes.

He even had a feeling that he was instantly seen through by this old man, just like the uneasy feeling after being ridiculed by Ma Lajigu. This made his back tense, and he didn't dare to move. He even forgot what he wanted to say when they met. The old man just smiled when the Marquis looked at him blankly.

"Nice to meet you, Marquis Povatou.

He sat opposite him, clasped his fingers in front of him, and said peacefully: "I am Adrian. May the wisdom of Solomon be with you.