Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Looking at Alexander standing at the door and smiling at himself, Nicolo Machiavelli's mood was complicated.

Seeing Alexandria again in Pisa, the Florentine people not only felt that a long time had passed, but also many things were different from before.

When he met outside Pisa, Machiavelli regarded the young man as a young man who eloped with his beloved woman.

Then in the city, Machiavelli saw the riot that surprised him.

Unlike others, Machiavelli did not think that Alexander had anything to do with the riot.

This is because he did not believe that an important Count would risk doing such a thing, not to mention that he also took the daughter of Alexander VI, which was completely unreasonable to Machiavelli.

He was more willing to believe that coincidence, but everything that ensued made him unbelievable.

It was such a coincidence that the young man in front of him seized the opportunity, and then in the next dazzling series of accidents, this young man seized the opportunity to grab pizza!

Machiavelli feels that he has been through these days, even after returning to Florence for a long time, he is constantly pondering all the aspects he saw in those days.

Machiavelli has an inexplicable hunch. He feels that he can see something different from other nobles or monarchs in this young count, in addition to the necessary courage and tenacity that a monarch should have. In addition, there should be more critical things worth digging.

Machiavelli began to pay attention to this young count, and all the subsequent things made him realize that his hunch was completely correct.

The young count did have something to attract his attention.

From Pisa to Oral, from Montina to Chimone, and then to the death of Giovanni, which surprised almost all Italian city-states, Machiavelli closely followed the young man's movements.

And the more concerned, the more surprised the Florentine is, he can't tell which of Alexander's actions are pure coincidences and which are long-planned plans.

He even had the urge to record the young man's actions and study them, and then write a book.

It was only when he heard about the assassination in Pisa a few days ago and the subsequent major incident in Pisa City that Machiavelli knew he could no longer stay in Florence.

He needs to see for himself what Pisa had born, and to understand as soon as possible what this incident means for Florence.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to have a rare dispute with the leader who appreciated him, and then under his stubborn perseverance, he got this errand of missionary Pizza.

Now this young man is standing in front of him, but maybe it is different from his previous thoughts. Looking at Alexander's smiling face, the Florentines always feel that there is something unbelievable hidden under this young man's smile. thing.

Standing in front of Alexandria, Machiavelli bowed respectfully, which was different from the first meeting before. At that time, Alexander was only the nominal Count of Montina, and now he is even the actual ruler of Pisa.

Machiavelli is not optimistic about Tomnio at all, which is one of the reasons why he insisted on coming to Pisa. He needs to know how much power and influence the Duke of Pisa has. Only in this way can Florence make the next step The right decision.

Pisa is so close to Florence that the Pizza people feel that they have always lived in the shadow of this huge monster in Florence, but for the Florentines, the various changes in Pisa's birth also make them feel uneasy.

Especially at this time, the Florentines are watching the news from the Vatican with vigilance, and the sudden change of Pisa makes the Florentines a little flustered.

"Please do n’t salute first, I want to know your current identity first." Alexander stopped Machiavelli. "If you visit me as an ordinary person, I am very happy, but if you come to Pisa as a diplomat, I suggest you visit the Duke instead of me. "

With that said, Alexander raised his hand to the outside and gestured.

Machiavelli's expression was slightly sluggish. He didn't expect Alexander to hold such a great vigilance against him at the beginning, or that this young man always had a very careful mind, and would never be disappointed because of his good times.

"Sir, I'm here to visit you in my own name," Machiavelli explained. "In fact, many people don't approve of me coming to Pizza."

Savonarola ...

Alexander secretly read the name.

If someone strongly opposes Machiavelli's trip to Pisa, he thinks that person must be Savonarola.

As the actual ruler of Florence, Savonarola has an almost unbelievable political cleanliness. He hates all ambiguity and compromise with the extravagant and depraved nobles, and he is more disdain to use false feelings to find and Competing companions of the Vatican.

From Savonarola's point of view, all those who dealt with Alexander VI in the same way as they did with the devil sold their souls.

"So why are you here for pizza?" Alexander asked with interest.

"I hope to promote the friendship between Pisa and Florence," Machiavelli said first. When he saw the indifferent look revealed by Alexander's hearing, he could only helplessly go on to say, "The influence of Pisa's life When I arrive in Florence, I hope I can hear your own explanation of the relationship between Pisa and Florence. "

Alexander nodded, and he appreciated Machiavelli's sharp diplomatic sense of smell, and he could not help being vigilant.

Although he believed that this future thought giant named after the "Monarchy" would never be aware of his plan, but as long as he thought about the person's hehewei name left in later generations, Alexander felt that he could not underestimate this. The humble Florence diplomat.

"Do you want a promise?"

Seeing Machiavelli nod, Alexander smiled softly.

He could feel the urgency of a diplomat, maybe a person like Savonarola who believes that only faithful faith and a firm will can do nothing, but people like Machiavelli should be Some signs of discomfort have been noticed.

At least the things that Pisa had made made them uneasy.

"A promise," Alexander thought about it, and motioned to Machiavelli to follow him to the garden. "Maybe I can promise that Montina will not participate in the action against Florence as long as I can ensure the independence of Pisa."

For a moment, Machiavelli's face was shocked and even uneasy, but he immediately forced himself to calm down.

The hint in Alexander's words is already obvious, there will be a conspiracy or even a war against Florence.

The diplomat felt that his trip was correct. At least the news was worth it. More importantly, he heard something different from Alexander's words.

"Then count, under what circumstances can you help us besides being neutral?" Despite the anxiety in his heart, Machiavelli made his tone sound less urgent.

"Diplomat, I don't think helping Florence is in my current interest," Alexander looked slightly cold, and after seeing a disappointment in Machiavel's face, he went on to say, "You should know that His Majesty the Pope expressed respect to the magistrate of Florence. Quite dissatisfied, unless he is willing to give up the position of Florence Abbey ... "

"It's impossible!" Machiavelli interrupted Alexander's words firmly, and the diplomat's face showed a sense of indignation or anger, and he barely calmed down his emotions while staring at Alexander's eyes before speaking. "Sorry, please forgive me for being rude and offensive, but your request is totally unacceptable. Florence not only needs a consul, but also needs him to guide us in the direction."

Listening to Machiavelli's slightly excited words, Alexander looked at the person with interest with great interest. It was Alexander who felt that there was no one in the world who knew this person better than himself.

This is a purely pragmatic and loyal person. For this person to be considered utilitarian is not only an insult, but also an endorsement of him. It is because of this idea that his thoughts will come after People have been criticized for many years, and this person's own life has been very uncomfortable and not smooth.

Even a few years later, he wrote the motive of the handed down masterpiece, but it was just for the inflamed and wanting to regain the power of the Medici family, and not long before that, he was still loyal to the Republic of Florence and Meti Odd warfare.

But once he failed, he changed his position and attached to the family he had been calling for to be defeated.

Such a person, but willing to sacrifice his life for Savonarola, which made Alexander's interest in the Florence Archon became stronger.

"Then you convince him to compromise with the pope," Alexander said lightly. "You should not naively think that you can fight the Vatican."

"Sir, we don't dare to offend the lofty status of the Holy See."

The Florentine tried to make his voice sound humble. He always believed that the attitude of the earl actually represented the attitude of the Vatican, or that although the appearance of the earl seemed to be in conflict with Alexander VI, but Machiavelli had a hunch that perhaps through this young man, he could find a chance to save Florence.

The meeting with the Florence diplomat did not last long, and Alexander ordered him to drop off after inviting him to dinner together at night.

He knew that Machiavelli should still visit Tomno, but it was estimated that by this time Tomno's heart had been completely filled with the duke's throne, and could not accommodate Florence or anything else.

Sure enough, the Florentines were very disappointed by the cold treatment, or after being hinted by Alexander, Tomnio already knew what to do with the messengers from Florence.

For Tomnio, no matter what Alexander wants to do to Florence, the only thing he cares about now is the promise to ensure his inheritance is legal.

For this reason, even if Pizza paid some price, he didn't care.

The Pisa were busy, and Florence diplomats were running around, while Alexander was hiding in Lucrezia's house.

Seeing that Lukerezia couldn't wait to welcome her, Alexander opened her arms to catch her body, and then kissed her warm lips.

"You haven't seen me in 2 days," Lucrezia was a little nervous, her hands clasped the huge copper buckle on the chest of Alexander's coat, and her eyes could not stop patrolling on his face. "Are you tired of me?"

"How is it possible that you fascinated me to forget too many things, so I will punish you."

Alexander put his hands on the ground slightly, and directly lifted Lucrezia's body off the ground. The 18-year-old lady was so light that she could hardly feel the weight. While Lucrezia struggled with laughter because of the itch on her waist, Alexander He walked into the room with her in her arms, and then closed the door behind her with force.

Outside the door, Uliu turned his back to the door and stood in the aisle. He knew that his current duty was to prevent anyone from entering the door, even when the Duke of Pisa came.

It wasn't difficult at first, but the Moorish dark face became a little bit sad as soon as I thought that I might be asked to see the Countess in the future.

"Alexander, don't you ... send someone to Rome to ask my father ... forgiveness, so that he can propose to him."

In the room, Lucrezia gasped lightly, and she felt a bit difficult to speak, which blamed the trouble caused by Alexander's hand on her, and the already hot weather now made her seem to be on fire.

When Alexander's hand slid in along the collar, Lucrezia couldn't help but push **** his chest.

"Aren't you supposed to listen to me seriously at this time, or are you just passionate about this kind of thing."

Looking at the little woman's somewhat annoyed and lovely look, Alexander couldn't help but bowed her head gently on her pretty nose.

"So you want me to listen to what you say," Alexander put her hands behind Lucrezia's head and supported her little head, gently sliding her fingers into her silky thick gold, and then fixed her head slightly. "Go ask your father for forgiveness, ask him to marry you and hope to marry me, and ..." Speaking of which, he wrapped Lucrezias's hand slightly and forced her head to lean back while staring at the same time. Holding her nervous eyes, "Then you can give your father and brother a chance to murder me?"

"Do not……"

Lucrezia panicked and wanted to deny, but the following words could not be said.

Even though she has always lived a carefree life under the protection of her father and brother, she has seen too many conspiracies of her family. Even her closest family members and former husbands are victims of these conspiracies, which makes Lucrezia, even if naive, understands that what Alexander said is entirely possible.

"Since this is not the case, listen to me," Alexander again exerted a little force on his hand, causing Lukrezija's head to lift back again, revealing her white and slender neck.

The veins and veins on the neck collapse tightly under the translucent skin. It seems that as long as you exert more force, it will burst at any time.

Lucrezia groaned slightly uncomfortably, but when Alexander's lips covered the skin beside the tight neck, her throat's voice turned into a whisper of temptation.

Her body began to become soft and powerless, because the legs that were always wrapped in Alexander's arms and nowhere to work were gently rubbing Alexander's body.

At the same time, a voice shouted in her heart: "Just so, don't worry about it, now he belongs to you alone."

The louder and louder the voice, the more exciting Lucrezia could not help but grasp Alexander's shoulders and pull him towards himself.

At this moment, Alexander's voice came to her ears: "Duke Billichelli may be coming to Rome soon."

"what?"

Lucrezia, who was in passion, stayed for a while, and she almost forgot that she still has such a fiancé, and now the name makes her feel uncomfortable.

"I mean the fiance your father found for you is coming to marry you," Alexander said disapprovingly, and he leaned his head on Lukrezija and looked down at her. "So I want to listen to your own Thought, do you wish to marry the Duke of Billy Shelley? "

"Of course not! I will not marry the Duke!" Lucrezia asked with some anger and a little uneasiness. "Do you think I will change my mind so easily, or are you going to send me back?"

After staring at Lucrezia's eyes for a while, Alexander lowered his head and said gently in her ear again: "Remember what you say today, Lucrezia Borgia, you don't want to marry Billy Shelly Duke Alfonso. "

With that said, his lips completely invaded Lucrezia's hot and soft lips.

While Alexander was hiding in Lucrezia's small house and enjoying a gentle time, Florence's diplomats were rushing around in the city of Pisa.

Machiavelli is very anxious, or has a sense of apocalyptic fear, he does not know whether it is his heart or something, but whether from the internal situation in Florence, or from the signs from the outside, he has A very ominous hunch.

It seems that something terrible or terrible is going to happen.

This makes him eager to get help, no matter where it comes from, he will find ways to negotiate as long as it is useful ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It's just that Duke Tomno of Pisa disappointed him unexpectedly, he is now Except for having the title of a pizza monarch, it is actually no different from a puppet.

Even after meeting with the officers of the city defense army, Machiavelli was surprised that the loyalty of the city defense army was not the Duke himself, but only to get a supposedly generous tax share.

This surprised Florence with great emotion. On the evening of the same day, Machiavelli wrote in his essay:

"The weakest and most unstable thing in the world is to build your own power and reputation without relying on your own strength. The Duke of Pisa is obviously such a bad example. On the contrary, some people seem to be setting a good example. , Which made me pay tremendous respect for the wisdom and talents he showed in this regard. September 1, 1497, written in Pisa. "...

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