Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Alexander regretted that he did not choose Latin, Hebrew, or any other classical language, otherwise he would not look at the letters in the paper but could only blindfold.

Obviously, the writer is also very cautious. He did not see the signature of the letter on the letter, nor did he see the most popular seal with the family badge. Even if such a letter falls in the hands of others, even if it can be guessed clearly The identity of the writer should not cause any trouble to himself.

As for saying that if it falls into the hands of someone like Alexander, then there is no need to worry about leaking.

But Modillo's words were enough to make Alexander think.

Although there are still many people who can communicate with the Earl, as long as you think about who would like the French to continue to stay in Italy, or who can benefit from it, the identity of the person who wrote the letter will be ready. .

On the list, which was not very long, a person's name shook his head in Alexandria.

King Ferdinand II of Aragon.

Unlike other people who always had only guesses, Alexander knew Ferdinand II ’s ambitions for Naples better than anyone else.

As a descendant of the Aragonese royal family, Ferdinand II's coveted Naples had to be guessed more deeply by others, so when the French invaded Naples, he immediately responded to Naples's request for help and sent his wife's love will. Regaining the splendid Gonzalo in the landless war, he took enough troops and money to go to Naples.

Gonzalo also lived up to Ferdinand's expectations. While fighting with the French, he also beat Naples' crumbling rule. He even showed no mercy in the name that the army needed unified command and the other party was too stupid. After depriving the military power of Alfonso II, who was then King of Naples, so that when the unlucky lunatic Ferdinand succeeded to his father's throne, almost no soldiers were available except the royal guard around him.

The result of Gonzalo's arrogant actions was nothing more than a reprimand from Ferdinand.

Even after that, Ferdinand acquiesced in this near-insurgency.

But what let Alexander know that Ferdinand ’s true ambition for Naples was that a few years later, this King of Aragon, who had the same ancestor as Naples, could not bear his greed. Eventually, he completely turned over with Frederick, then King of Naples, directly Annexed Naples.

How long can Frederick be the King of Naples?

4 years or 5 years?

Where are you by then?

Alexander figured it out in his heart, then shook his head slightly, he knew that the loss-making business seemed to be done this time.

50,000 shepherds of wheat, as well as a large number of oats and other grains, will be brought north by James, and the stallions he paid and the Columbus diary that Alexander cares about do not yet know when it will be available.

Modillo seemed to see Alexander's displeasure, which made the count a little bit happy. I don't know when the young man was frustrated. The count felt uncomfortable in his heart. He believed that as long as he came again , The young man will obey his arrangement obediently.

Now think about it, a smart and obedient young man seems to be very good, at least much better than a stupid guy.

Looking at Alexander's handsome profile with a depressed expression on his brows, his thoughts suddenly flashed in Modillo's heart. Although the thought was only a hurried glance, he didn't let go and immediately grasped. Immediately decided to give it a try.

"The life in the monastery has made you a little dull and boring," Modillo stretched his arms around Alexander's shoulders, while tapping his fingers gently on his shoulders. "You should learn more about what you can enjoy life, such as taking part in more At the banquet, you have to learn to dress up. I ’m not saying that your clothes are not good now. I said that I remembered that Osborne. He actually made you come to Naples like this. This is a bit strange. " At Spencer, Modillo looked a little strange, but he tried to make his tone sound natural, and then he took out a bulging purse from another dark grid on the table. "Do n’t frown, you know. You have earned enough from me. In order to feed the Neapolitan people, I was bleeding this time. "

"But this does not count as my payment for wheat," Modillo said when he put the money bag in Alexander's hands. "This is my personal heart. Thank you for your help. I must admit that I have to confess to this matter. I owe you a favor, so go to town and have fun. I will arrange for someone to accompany you. That guy will not let you down. At least you can avoid the prostitutes who are sick when you are having fun. "

Alexander looked at Modillo inexplicably. He didn't know how the count suddenly became so interested in his personal life, and listening to that tone was a posture to train him into a playboy.

Sure enough, he was a little hesitant to see Alexander. The count simply ordered the servant to call a guy who looked very oily. After a command, he patted Alexander's shoulder and said with a smile, "Go and spend money, lad, put All that money is spent, this is what the Modillo family should do. "

Looking at Modillo's chuckle, Alexander suddenly had the illusion that he really became his cheap nephew.

The man who was ordered by Modillo to be Alexander's squad was Mario, a man who was not only ordinary, but also made him think of a name because he remembered a certain character regardless of his size.

Mario is a native, or a custom, although Alexander soon discovered that most of the places he mastered were not tasteful, but it did let him see the more special aspect of Naples.

Mario knew where almost all the Naples ladies were, and knew their schedule, so when Alexander thought he would take himself through the street and enter the living room of a certain courtesan, Mario took him into A slightly remote house with a dark room in the living room.

A fat man walked out from the inside and saw that he should have had a good time during the famine, but when he heard the name of Alexander, the man with a fat face and a big beard immediately issued Sharp shouts.

"My God, this is that noble, Lord Gombray of Agri, the hero of Naples and the savior of Naples?" The fat man exaggerated, but he collapsed after a circle around Alexander "I am very well-known, but his dress made me too disappointed. You know I thought he should be more ..." The fat man raised his hand and made an unknown movement, then shook his head. "This can be Adults who do n’t work for me, simplicity is not the style of the Neapolitan people. This is not Florence, which will only make you look down upon you. "

"So I brought him to you," Mario smiled. "I promised my master that I must dress his nephew beautifully."

"What?" The fat man looked at Alexandria in surprise again. "This Lord Gombré is the count's nephew?"

"The closest kind," Mario lowered her voice deliberately, but the voice was estimated to be heard even outside the door. "His mother is the earl's sister, the Countess George Anne of Cosenza. As for his father, I can't tell Which adult are you? "

"Oh ~ oh ~~"

The fat man covered his mouth and exclaimed, and then his attitude became more enthusiastic. Just when Alexander did n’t know what was going on, he had been taken to a room that looked more than dazzling, even completely Dazzling room.

All kinds of coats, shirts, trousers, boots, hats, laces, linings, ribbons, and many ornaments that many people do n’t know what they are used to fill the room. Colorful is not enough to describe, some are The dazzling ornaments shining in the sunlight from outside the window can't transform all kinds of colors.

"Women's clothes only need to be modest, and men must be the most beautiful," the fat man declared proudly like a king in his own territory. "Adult, we have the best clothes and all kinds of clothes. Jewelry, as long as I let you dress up for you, I will surely fascinate all women. "

Alexander nodded involuntarily. He was indeed taken aback by the stuff in the room. Then he remembered an interesting story that he had heard before: completely subverting the impression that people think women need beautiful clothes. It seems that men ’s clothing in this era Styles are more colorful than women.

"Adult, I personally insist that you should wear this coat," the fat man flaunted and moved a hanger to Alexander. "Look at this. It's really a wonderful treasure from the combination of oriental satin and northern velvet, and these are enough A beautiful chest button that you can show off to anyone, this is made by the best carver, and this pair of trousers, I believe it will match you very well, this hat is made for you , My god, these boots have been with me for a long time, and they must be waiting for your real master to appear ... "

When he finally came out of the fat man ’s house, he looked back at the two doors, and then looked at the nearly deflated wallet, and Alexander shook his head, so a bunch of precious peacocks stuck in the wide-brimmed hat. The feathers also flicked.

"Next, my lord, I will take you to see the real Naples," Mario blinked at Alexander slightly. "But before that, the master asked me to take you to another place."

The other place is a school.

With the breaking of the religious shackles for nearly a thousand years, the inquiry in the name of pursuing art has become more and more extensive.

Whether it is aristocrats or civilians, the pursuit of good things has become a trend to prove whether they are outdated, and with this fashion, some schools that originally only taught the Bible and rhetoric have gradually introduced more students who can attract more students. Subject.

"The count hopes you can study here," Mario said very carefully, seeming to be afraid of irritating the young man in front of him. He tried to use the words that were not irritating to Alexander. There are a lot of things you need to learn, "when it comes to this, he thought for a long time before he uttered a sentence that he thought was not too bad." At least you have to learn to be particular. "

In other words, I was regarded as a bun. Alexander understood the meaning of this sentence.

Paying attention to this kind of thing is sometimes useless, but sometimes it is often a sign of a person's background or noble lineage.

Alexander didn't know if he was a redneck who could not get on the table in Modillo's eyes, but it was clear that the count thought it necessary to expose his nephew to the nobles of Naples.

So when Mario booked courses for Alexandria in that school including etiquette, rhetoric, Greek literature and philosophy, and classical Latin and military studies, Alexander could n’t help but doubt that he seemed to have returned to that person. In the disgusting school days, it took only one afternoon for Marietta to deliberately or unintentionally propagandize at the fat tailor. Almost all the aristocrats in Naples already knew that the Agri Gombre, who is now gaining popularity in Naples, was Count Modillo's nephew.

Therefore, when Alexander followed Mario to the celebrity of a lady, he hadn't entered the door yet, and he found that many people were paying different attentions to him.

Alexander didn't care about the eyes of those people. Although he didn't quite understand what Modillo was thinking about, entering the aristocratic circle of Naples was exactly what Alexander hoped, and now it seems that there is no harm to him.

As Modillo said, Mario really is not a disappointing person, at least his vision is very unique.

So when I walked into a small building that was quite pleasingly decorated on the corner of the street, I looked at the marble reliefs inlaid on the wall decoration, and although they had different styles, they were quite pleasingly decorated, and Alexander also Can not help but admit that the owner of this house should be a very tasteful woman.

Regardless of any era, the beautiful women who are famous and far away will always be surrounded by a group of men. They will strive to show themselves in front of those women in order to get their favor, just like some male beasts always have to lead their necks in front of their mothers. Gao Ge, or desperately play with their beautiful fur.

The more direct way is to simply use a duel to get female blue eyes.

So when Alexander just walked into the lady's yard, he happened to see such a **** incident caused by the admiration of the beauty.

A young man in a short cloak was standing in the yard. He held two short swords with wide blades in his hand. As he gasped slightly, one of the short swords was dripping along the edge of the tip of the sword. Little blood beads.

The blood fell on the smooth slate, splashing into blossoming petals.

Opposite him, there was a man sitting half on the ground, the same red blood flowing from under his ribs had stained half of his body.

"I used my courage to prove that I was the one who deserved the best of Mrs. Olgala," the young man gasped and announced loudly to the people watching the duel, his accent slightly strange, obviously not Naples. Locals "If any of you think you are qualified to challenge me, come here."

The young man looked around, a strange smile mixed with pride and contempt, and when he glanced past the people, they avoided him and dared not look at him.

It was at this moment that Alexander stepped into the courtyard.

This was nothing originally, but the really bad thing was that the Mario just said loudly to the courtyard: "Mrs. Olgala, according to your wishes, my master is coming to your date."

The shout happened at the moment when the young man turned around and looked around.

This moment of coincidence ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ was inexplicably given some kind of unusual irony!

Everyone in the yard looked dumbfounded at this scene. Mario was still in a posture to continue to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, looking at the young man staring at them, Mario only had a grunt in his throat. The grunt kept ringing.

"Are you going to challenge me?" The young man's gaze paused on Mario's face and then turned away, then he stared at Alexander, his hands touching the short sword in his waist, and a pair of black eyes flashing like a wolf like excited light. Come and say your name. "

Alexander looked at Mario strangely, and the pimp was still overwhelmed with his mouth open at this time.

The young man was impatient at this time. He drew out two short swords and said to Alexander: "I ’m here to have fun, but I do n’t think the Neapolitan men are worthy of Mrs. Olgala ’s favor, so if you do n’t Come quickly if you are injured or killed by me, otherwise let us end this quickly. "

Then he said aloud: "I am Mel de Cordova in Aragon, and now challenge you like you!" To find this site, please search "" or enter the URL: