Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Florentine Treasury Midino was suddenly arrested, and the news sent the entire city into a panic.

A few days of political turmoil has left many Florence people exhausted. They do n’t know when they or their family will become victims of this turmoil. Some people are already thinking about whether to temporarily leave this dangerous city. , At least go to the country to hide for a while.

Ronzo Sabbatini stood at the door and looked at Machiavelli who walked into the large compound. He did n’t know much about this new neighbor, Sabbatini, he only knew that this person was a former Florence official Now, he seems to be looking for people everywhere to prepare for the relationship and is re-seeking errands.

Seeing Machiavelli walking lightly, Sabbatini looked at the two soldiers standing behind him at the gate of the courtyard.

"So you found a good job?" Sabbatini asked. If a person was not being held by the soldiers next to him, it means that this person should be a big man. Look at Machiavelli. Be proud of it, Sabbatini guessed the reason "It seems that you are moving away, and I am the only one left here."

"No boy, you are not alone," Machiavelli closed the door immediately when he entered the room. He looked a bit mysteriously through the window, making sure that the two soldiers were standing in the distance without moving. Lower your voice and say, "Listen to me, I need your help. Now I can only trust you because you were introduced by James Columbus."

"So what?" Sabbatini looked at Machiavelli with a watchful eye, because he didn't know why he suddenly said this, Sabbatini was a little nervous. "You lived with me because of James' introduction. Come together, if you want to do nothing to do with me. "

"You guys are very cautious, but this is no longer useful. In a letter, James has written clearly what you did in Florence. Believe me if the officials in Florence know what you have done But it ’s not good for you. "

Sabatini's face was angry, and he felt threatened: "Who are you doing? I haven't done anything that I'm sorry for, do you want to threaten me?"

"Do n’t be nervous young man," Machiavelli shrugged. "I did n’t threaten you. Instead, I ’m going to help you. James Columbus said a lot about you, especially because he likes you smart, so he would recommend it. about you."

"Recommend me, why?" Sabbatini asked nervously.

"Listening to you doing things for James before, now I want you to do things for me," Machiavelli smiled. "Relax, I won't let you do some dangerous work. If that happens, I will worry about you. Will be caught and say me, I want you to send me some recent letters sometimes, not very far, and I will also pay you. "

"You have a follower, why should you let me do this." Sabbatini asked cautiously. He had a hunch that things wouldn't be that simple. The person in front of him scared him faintly, and now he had realized James. · Columbus may not be as simple as a smart businessman.

"You probably don't know that I was promoted," Machiavelli couldn't conceal a smug smile. "But it's also a little troublesome, especially now in Florence, I don't know if anyone will stare at me, so if you send it again Your followers may be inconvenient. "

Sabbatini looked at Machiavelli. He had previously noticed that Machiavelli changed a dark red robe. This is a style that only senior officials in the government would wear, but more importantly the two he brought Soldiers.

"You probably don't know that Treasurer Midino has been arrested and charged with treason," Machiavelli looked out the window again. "I don't know if he did the accused things, but I participated today. In order to arrest him, but you should also know what Florence is like now. My current identity has become less convenient, so I want you to help me, believe me I will not harm you. "

"Is that the people James knew?" Sabbatini asked hesitantly. He knew that he was still being threatened by the Florentine in front of him, as Machiavelli said, if you let the Florence government People know that he worked for James before, and those people will not let him go.

"It's some friends we all share." Machiavelli said carefully, he was actually very worried, but he was suddenly arranged to follow the administrative secretary's arrest of Midino, making him unexpectedly become the second secretary of the government office. Although this high promotion made Machiavelli overjoyed, he also knew that naturally he had attracted the attention of many people.

"James is a good friend, although I have never seen him, but this does not hinder the friendship between me and him," Machiavelli smiled bitterly when I saw Sabbatini's suspicion. "I know you think This is a bit ridiculous, but this is the case. James is serving an adult, and although I am different from him, but also have a deep relationship with the adult, so we can also be said to be friends. "

Sabbatini blinked in confusion. The young apprentice from Bologna was puzzled by everything around him. Except for James Columbus and the Machiavelli in front of him, he was confused and confused about the city.

"I can also find an errand for you. If you want to stay in this city, you have to earn a living. The best way now is to serve the Florence government. Now many places are short of people, which is enough for you to support yourself. There will also be extra costs for you to study. "

Machiavelli's persuasion seemed to be working, and Sabbatini, who was originally alert, slowly sat down and began to think about the neighbor's suggestion.

"Trust me, young people, there are n’t many opportunities for this. Florence people are very proud. If this is not the case, they will not easily accept outsiders, and they will not promise to work in the government, but they are different now. Well, just like that Midino, people began to distrust the old Florentines, especially the longer the family history is, the worse. "Machiavelli said with a mocking smile." Trust me, this kind of suspicion will soon spread to this Every corner of the city, by then it would be the safest foreigners like you. "

Sabbatini stared at Machiavelli in a daze. He always felt that some of them were not right, but he could not tell what was wrong, but the words of the Florentines did touch him. Think about the right that has been difficult to give up. In pursuit of great art, Sabbatini felt that Machiavelli's suggestion also seemed good.

While Machiavelli was busy building his "Florence Intelligence Station", Sazi saw Midino, who had been imprisoned overnight, in a room of the city government.

Midino's spirit was a bit decadent, and when he saw Sazi, he raised his head slightly, revealing the scars on his face.

"It's a shame, but I think you should know," Sazi sat across from Midino. "You will be guilty of treason and capital punishment. As for the conspiracy, it is conspiracy to collude with the Medici family to try to recover."

"But do you know that I was wronged," Midino asked, his face shivering because of the scars caused by the words. "Or is this the crime that you gave me Luozhi?"

"Midino, you know what's going on," Sazi shook his head impatiently. "You rejected the Pope's condition. This is a big mistake. We need the Vatican's support now, otherwise our situation will become It ’s very dangerous. If it ’s possible that we could quarrel in the Parliament before, but now there is no time to convince you. If you ca n’t solve the immediate crisis, maybe the Medicis may have a chance. Know Giovanni de · Medic is in Pisa now ... "

Sazi suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on Midino's face, his hands clenched tightly and then let go.

"You are colluding with Medici, have you been doing this all the time?" Sazi stared at the smiling Midino with a smile on his face. "You just want us and the Vatican to become enemies so that Medici can have Opportunity to get help from the pope. "

Midino smiled noncommittally. He never thought he would be suddenly arrested at this time. Although he knew that Sazi ’s accusation was completely fabricated out of thin air, the final result made him face a correct trial.

"This is really God's arrangement. Even if we use unscrupulous means, we finally achieved the right purpose."

"But it still can't hide your meanness," Midino smiled sarcastically. "This is indeed God's arrangement. I have been lucky enough to escape the danger. This makes me think that I am favored by God. Now I know I have failed. "

Looking at the expression of self-deprecation on Midino's face, Sazi had lost the joy of victory in his heart. He couldn't even ignore Midino's words and immediately hurriedly walked out of the room.

"Where is that Mahimo," Sazi, who was out, asked anxiously the people around him.

"At the Convent of San Marco, monks are preaching there."

"I'm going to see the monk immediately," Sazi looked somber, he never thought that Medino actually collaborated with Medici, remembering that Giovanni de Medici is now the same stare With the beast of prey, peering at Florence in Pisa, Sazi could no longer calm down.

"Don't you see the bishop?" The entourage asked slightly strangely. Although I heard that the monk seemed to be quite appreciated by the pope, it was clear that the bishop should be the head of the pope's messenger. Just ask.

"If I can use the doctrine to impress Medici, I will ask the bishop for help, but now I hope to get the Pope's promise and the help of the army of the Earl of Montina on the King's Hill."

Sazi explained impatiently, although not very clear, but he could perceive that Mahimo seemed to have a better relationship with Nomelo, or that the arrival of the two of them was more in line with Alexander VI's true purpose for Florence.

Mahimo is indeed in the San Marco Monastery, but although he has always been bold, he is not arrogant enough to show his skills in this monastery, so he is not so much in sermons, but in the past. He is not so fond of memories.

"I used to be lazy here, and was found punished for cleaning the broken leaves of the whole monastery."

"I also drank alcohol there, but was punished for accidentally drinking too much and sprinkling alcohol crazy."

"And here, that Savonarola made me beat 5 lashes just because I said a few words with a woman, but that woman is really good, and I still remember how passionate she is."

Mahimo wandered in the monastery while muttering in his own heart. He noticed that the passing monks hurried past him with a panicked look, and then they would turn around again after walking away The uneasy eyes secretly looked at him.

"These people are really annoying," Mahimo looked back at the monks who hurried away as soon as he turned his head. He seemed to see two familiar faces, but this did not attract his attention.

He is now wondering if he wants to stay.

Becoming the dean of St. Mark's Abbey, this is something he never thought of in advance, even dreamed of.

Regardless of prestige or knowledge, places like the San Marco Abbey seem to be customized for people like Savonarola.

Only such a person can be qualified for such a distinguished profession.

But now the opportunity appeared in front of him, and before coming to Florence, Alexander VI had hinted to him that he must make good use of this opportunity.

"It seems that I will be staying in Florence for some time, but the women here are still so enthusiastic, but it is not as convenient as the monastery."

Mahimo kept thinking about it. He knew that Alexander VI wanted him to be the monastery in order to put his church in Florence. Obviously, he has always been coveting Florence after Savonarola died, letting The Pope believes that it is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

"The Pope's plan is good, but what does the count want to do?" Mahimo couldn't help thinking of the scene when he saw Alexander on King's Hill.

"Being a monastery, this is probably the best future I can think of," Alexander said to Mahimo with a smile like that at the time. "And I hope you can become the dean of the Abbey of San Marco as soon as possible, because I don't want my After the child was born, he baptized him as a statusless monk ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Mahimo still remembered the seriousness of Alexander when he said this, which made him not doubt the truth of Alexander.

"Monastery." Mahimo looked forward, his gaze falling into the courtyard behind a low wall in the distance.

A narrow house is quietly located in the corner of the courtyard. Now the doors and windows of that house have been nailed with wood. From a distance, the house looks like a grave.

Maybe someone should demolish this house.

Mahimo began to wonder what was the first order he gave when he became the dean of the milling cutter, but before he thought about it, a monk hurried towards him.

"God bless you Brother Mahimo," the monk folded his hands slightly and bowed. "The governor came and he asked to meet you, and he also came with His Majesty's Secretary."

Looking at the respectful monk in front of him, Mahimo suddenly remembered what Alexander said to him a long time ago: "Follow me, I can give you the honor and status you never thought of."