Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Since ancient times, there have been all kinds of people. Some people are born rich and rich. They rely on the rights that others have had since birth that they cannot have in their lifetime to enjoy life, and finally end their life in ultimate luxury.

Some are born with miserable destiny at birth. The poverty and embarrassment of their lives and the misfortune of their families make people feel indescribable despair. Even at the last moment of life, they may be fooled by fate.

But there is also a kind of person who is naturally optimistic, whatever seems to be insignificant in their eyes, it is almost impossible to worry them, maybe their optimism touched the people around them, this kind of person is often lucky , Can always benefit from others when they need help.

Mahimo is such a person. From Naples to Rome, he always walked along with a nervous laughter, and he smiled better and better, until one day he was blocked in a room on the second floor of a hotel. in.

Mahimo pressed his bed tightly against the bed gang, while the other side of the bed slammed against the door.

Beside him, a woman who was almost naked like him was desperately pushing the bed with him, and the door that was banged loudly outside the door seemed to be smashed at any time, and then a giant would break the door and Into.

"My husband knows, he knows, he will kill us!"

The woman couldn't help shouting hysterically by Mahimo.

"I know that he has killed 2 people. They are all my suitors. He also wants to kill his nephew because he suspects we are guilty!"

Mahimo doubted that he was caught in the trap. Although he remembered more than once, he had been taken as a father, husband, brother, or even son after he had discussed life with married women. However, it is rare to be so excited like this one outside now.

"Don't you say that your husband went to war, why did he come back again ?!" Mahimo pressed the door tightly with all his strength. He could not forget the amazing big man who had quietly seen this husband, the monk believed I can't stop myself a few times.

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

The woman yelled because she was panicking. She even put her hands down and cried when she sat on the ground.

Mahimo immediately felt a sudden increase in pressure from outside the door. Just when he yelled for a woman to come over and help the top door, with a loud noise, the outside of the door suddenly became quiet!

Mahimo watched in panic as he had been knocked open by a slit door. He noticed that the figure seemed to be shaking outside, and then there was a rush of footsteps.

There seemed to be more and more people outside, and the figure coming in through the cracks of the door also flashed bigger and bigger, and finally it seemed that someone was standing at the door, hiding the lights in the corridor.

"In the name of Lord Earl, open the door monk!"

A familiar voice shocked Mahimo, and then he shouted ecstatically.

He jumped up and hugged and kissed the woman next to him, yelling "God bless" and "Earl is really a good man" in his mouth.

The woman was a little uneasy. She struggled to free herself from Mahimo's arms. After listening to the outside, she pushed the bed anxiously.

"How is my husband, I want to see him."

"Relax, ma'am, Paul Busaco is not so annoying, he can kill wild boars at once."

Mahimo comforted the woman proudly, but when she heard his words, the woman's complexion suddenly turned pale. She shouted hysterically, even scratching at Mahimo.

"He is dead, my husband was killed, I want to kill you!"

"Mad woman," Mahimo exclaimed angrily. He had to dodge and squeeze the bed in front of the door. When the door opened and saw Paul Busako standing at the door, the monk called immediately. For God's sake, come and help me, this woman is crazy, she is going to kill me! "

"Duchess, he is fine with your husband."

Paul Busaco said helplessly to the crying woman, and then he hurriedly turned sideways, letting the naked woman sprint away from him, and rushed to the one who was struggling and was struggling. Strong guy.

"Woman." Mahimo shrugged to Busaco in a somewhat helpless tone, but seeing Busaco looking up and down at him with no expression on his face, the monk stooped down to pick up the clothes that had fallen on the ground, and then followed The door was closed inside.

"Adult wants to see you." Busaco shouted at the door.

"I'm coming here." Masimo greeted loudly, and as there was another sound of hustle and bustle inside, the door opened gently to reveal a head of Mahimo, after confirming that there was nothing wrong outside. , He opened the door wider.

Then, Busaco saw with amazement that another messy-dressed woman had emerged from Mahimo. She ran her head down against the wall and ran to the other side of the corridor, ignoring her husband as a coax. The Duchess.

Busaco looked at the woman who had walked away and pointed, looking back at Mahimo, his face filled with amazement.

"You know, it is my duty to preach the gospel of God. Some followers are not only devout and enthusiastic, they don't care whether they are taught alone or accepted together."

After listening to Mahimo's unspoken words, Busako seemed to say something, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

"Adult wants to see you." Busako repeated.

"I'm ready." A flash of excitement flashed across Mahimo's face.

The servants in the Marino Palace came and went in a hurry, they were preparing for Rusha's journey.

Now that he has decided to leave Rome, Alexander thinks it is best to leave as soon as possible.

Before Borgia ’s father and son had not figured out any other ghost ideas that might be dangerous, it was decided by Alexander earlier. It was only because Caesar ’s accidental escape that he had to advance.

Ruosha's trip to Rome can be said to bring unexpected benefits. Alexander even admitted that if he did all this, he might not be better than Ruosha.

"I can't forget everything you did for me," Alexander whispered to her beloved sister while she was alone with Ruosha, and whispered in her ear, "You brought me Tiego. I found so many people in Rome who can help me. When I confronted Kay in Livorno, you let the Romans understand my importance to them, otherwise I would n’t be able to do so easily even when I was in Rome. Let the pope give in to me. "

"But you still have to let me go," Ruosha seemed a little annoyed. She twisted her body out of Alexander's arms, and then held Alexander's face in both hands to observe carefully. "Actually, you're afraid that I'm bad about you, right? But Lucrezia has been captured by you, but you still do n’t worry, let me think about what you are thinking. "

Ruosha pressed slightly hard to keep Alexander's head away. Her blue eyes were fixed on Alexander's eyes, and then she approached slowly, then again.

"Brother, what do you want to do," Ruo Sha's lips gradually approached, and when her lips touched Alexander's skin, the two people's bodies could not help but lightly shake "Do you want to deceive me?"

"I just don't want you to be in danger," Alexander's voice was a little hoarse. He felt that Ruosha seemed to know how to disturb him. Now she is using this method to pry into his inner thoughts. "Know the Borgia family The father and son have always kept me alert, and Rodrigue Borgia is known for being cunning. "

"But he is also Lucrezia's father, your grandfather of a future child, so your worry is right, but I don't believe you have any grasp of this." Shao Sha shook her head unconsciously when she spoke The lips will touch Alexander again and again, which makes Alexander seem anxious as if he can't be touched.

"Actually I am really not sure, but these are not the most important," Alexander felt that some words still said to Ruosha as early as possible. "I let you go back to Naples because it might be dangerous soon, and Naples at least It ’s safe for a while, especially Cosenza, and I want you to go back to Cosenza, because I may not be able to take care of you for a long time, and I can rest assured only by returning to Cosenza. "

Ruosha looked at Alexander a bit strangely. She was sure that Alexander should know a lot of things, but he obviously didn't want to tell her, which made Ruosha a little annoyed but had no way.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Uliu's special reminder method let them know that they should restore the distance they should have as a normal brother and sister.

Suosha suddenly leaned over and kissed Alexander's lips hard, then her body quickly backed away, and at the same time she picked up a letter from the table and opened it.

Alexander could n’t help but admit that women were all born actors. Looking at Ruosha as if sitting there reading the letter casually, he felt that it was difficult for people outside to guess what they were doing before.

Under the leadership of Uliou, Mahimo entered the room. Like a truly devout monk, he first painted a cross on his chest before greeting the brothers and sisters.

"Sir, I don't know what you have to do to rush me in such a hurry." The monk asked carefully.

"Monk, I think you should be prepared," Alexander's gaze recovered from Ruo Sha. He felt he was still careful. The monk was a very smart guy, especially when it came to men and women. "We His Majesty the Pope thinks you need some help. "

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean," Mahimo was a bit puzzled. "I did a lot of things for the pope this time, but you know that this is done at your command, so you won't doubt me. Loyalty to you, this is too sad for me, Master. "

Mahimo seemed a little angry, and he looked at Alexander unpleasantly, as if he hadn't given him an explanation.

"I'm not doubting your loyalty," Alexander looked at the monk who seemed to be performing deliberately. "I want you to be prepared. You may be assigned a heavy duty."

He wanted to continue to say something. Mahimo froze for a moment, but when he saw the eyes of Rusha who raised his head silently and looked at him, the monk immediately became a little more honest.

"Listen, if I ’m not wrong, some changes will soon take place in Florence. This may be your chance. Know that the Pope mentioned you more than once when talking about Florence. I do n’t think this is a coincidence. "Alexander said this and smiled softly at Mahimo." I remember you said you had a great time at the Convent of St. Mark in Florence, right? "

"Yes, but what does that have to do with this?" Mahimo licked his lips, a bit unnatural.

"Congratulations to your monk, you may have a glorious return."

Until he walked down the hallway, Mahimo fluttered under his feet, which seemed even more powerless than just getting off the woman's bed.

"I'm not going back, why should I go back to that place, this is really not a good idea," Mahimo murmured in his mouth, when he saw the cold look of the Moors next to him, Mahi Mo suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned to point at Alexander ’s door and whispered to Uliou, "I am a little bit more attentive, how do I think they are between Lord Earl and Miss Earl ..."

Watching Mahimo wriggle his hands back and forth as if to express something, the Moors looked coldly and turned their heads indifferently and went on.

"Okay, I'm more concerned," Mahimo said, and then continued to mumble while walking forward. "Florence is of course very good, there are many beautiful places, but the Monastery of Saint Mark is too bad. Now ... "

Two days after the end of January 1498, after a long holiday, people finally ushered in the day of release.

Because of the suffering of Ramadan, the Romans who wanted to make up for it more often took off the plain clothes during Ramadan and put on the gorgeous costumes that had long been expected.

From this day on, the civilians will take out the clothes they usually do not want to wear and put them on neatly to show off to others.

The aristocrats and the rich have more tricks, women will take advantage of the opportunity to splurge, gorgeous costumes and jewelry will become their show off, and men will use competitions, banquets and hunting to celebrate the long and hard days Li escaped.

The carnival after the Lent Day has become a topic that people talk about, and for the Romans this year it has a different meaning than usual.

Many Romans are happy about this year's harvest. The exchange has made them richer than before. Thinking that this is just the beginning, the Romans felt compelled to celebrate their luck.

So someone proposed to Alexander VI to hold a grand parade around the city and torch celebration.

The proposal was quickly approved by the Pope, and even the Pope announced that he would personally participate in this grand event.

The Pope's decision made the already excited Romans even more excited, and they began to rush to prepare for the upcoming carnival.

Alexander had a very flat or monotonous life in these days.

Ruo Sha has left Rome, and she seemed to walk out casually one morning, but never went back.

A group of Bohemians who had been prepared outside the city had protected Rusha and rushed to the port. He also waited for a Naples merchant ship there to sail to the sea immediately after boarding Ruosha, along the coastline towards Naples. And go.

Alexander VI did not show any dissatisfaction with Ruosha's departure, which even gave Alexander an illusion. It seems that the precautions he made were actually overkill.

On the first day of the carnival, the Vatican held a grand thanksgiving mass under the auspices of Alexander VI. Countless Romans swarmed from the streets to the Vatican ’s cathedral.

A beautiful float floated by donations from the local rich people passed by the door of the church. The people on the bus beckoned to Alexander VI standing on the steps and cheered loudly.

Among the people, the cult members led by Brother Mahimo kept yelling "Papa" at Alexander VI, which also affected many people around, although many people still seemed a little cold. , But this madness still infected some people.

They shouted with the people of Mahimo, and began to whisper and perfunctoryly. The gradually surrounding shouts made them involuntarily increase their voice.

When they shouted, a member of a nearby sect came over and clothed them with a black robe that heralded suffering and salvation, and then the members of the sect would pull those who had just been recognized by them The hands of my brothers and sisters encourage them to cry with themselves: "Papa! Papa!"

The shout was excited and blind, and even many people who were driven to shout together did not understand why he would so excitedly yell that word to the greedy and brutal pope, but there was a wave of louder voices around him The sound has made them unable to consider why, and the clenched palms and the robes draped over them gradually make them feel that they really are very different from those who seem to be cold and practically mediocre.

"Papa! Papa!"

The high-pitched shouts hovered over the square, and the cardinal assistants changed colors. They could not have imagined that the people would suddenly show such fanatical worship and loyalty to Alexander VI.

Old Luo Weilei looked gloomy at this scene, he did n’t know if it was written and directed by Alexander VI or this person really had some kind of charm that could confuse people, but he knew it was very unfavorable, whether it was to Luo Weilei ’s family Still for other cardinals, a pope that is too powerful and loved by the people is not what they want to see.

"Papa! Papa!"

The people are still shouting.

Some of them are disregarding all the input, some are counting the gold coins that have just been stuffed into their hands while shouting, and more people are confused or even ignorant.

But no matter what, the bursts of cry still resounded through the Vatican.

At this moment, Alexander VI was completely moved. He even wanted to beg God to stop this moment, so that he would always be immersed in this rare moment of excitement.

"Caesar we can do, we can do it," Alexander VI turned slightly to the son who was standing not far behind, standing with a group of bishops of the Vatican. "The Borgia family will not only become Rome , Will also be the master of Tuscany and Romagna, no one can stop us. "

It seemed to feel the thrilling eyes thrown by his father ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Caesar stepped forward slightly. Under the gaze of many eyes, he bowed to the pope and bowed to the ground.

"Papa," Alexander, who stood among the noble crowd, looked at the father and son from afar, whispering the title resounding through the sky, then he turned his head slightly and looked in the other direction. "Let's look at another What will Papa do? "

Just when the grand extravagant carnival was held in Rome, a huge firewood pile was set up in the square opposite the Florence City Hall.

It is not pine and branches that make up this woodpile, but bundles of manuscripts, precious oil paintings, exquisite wood-carved furniture, and many beautiful carpets, gorgeous curtains, and many more books that have caused countless fantasies and passions.

A torch lifted high, it was not the flame that the Romans foreshadowed hedonism and depravity, but the fire of purification that tried to destroy all the impure and dirty things in this world.

"Burn, purify all the ugly and dirty pure flames in this world, this will be our final declaration to this fallen world!"

On January 17, 1498, in Florence, the fire of falsehood ignited as scheduled!