Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Mrs. Salmatelli kept talking about her ideal room decoration, the tone of the room should be bright blue instead of cold white, and each edge of the multi-petal dome should be inlaid with bright Gold background, all the roofs and walls must be decorated with stars, and at least half of the walls should be fitted with plaster brackets in advance, because Mrs. Salmatelli has decided to hang on those walls It is full of paintings of all famous artists that can be found in Milan today.

Mrs. Salmatelli is so excited because Ludovico's spoils for her have almost reached the point where they can't be added, even if it is a small dispute over the decoration style of the room, it is just a warm love between lovers, which makes Mrs. Salmatelli believes that she can firmly grasp the exclusive favor of the Duke of Milan, which is not even worth mentioning compared to her other mistresses of Ludvik.

Mrs. Salmatelli was completely immersed in her happiness, so she did not notice how much the perfunctory look on the face of the master who had invited her to decorate the room. As for the other monk next to it, Isn't it so conspicuous.

But the Moors who have been standing in the corner have been staring closely at the two people since they entered the door, and if someone looks closely, they will find that the Moors ’eyes are shiny and their tongues are slightly licked. Go up and swallow those two lives.

"What do you think of the master?" Mrs. Salmatelli finally stopped and looked at the master in front with a little expectation. She knew that this person was one of the many artists sponsored by Ludvik, and it was indeed worthy of being in Milan. He is famous, but this man's temper is not very good. He once wrote Ludovic to complain because Salvatore did not honor his promise to sculpture a bronze horse, but used those materials to cast cannons. Salma Mrs. Taili even remembered some of the content of the letter. Although she tried her best to cover it up, she could still see the master's resentment in the letter.

It was precisely because of his bad temper that the artist Leonardo da Vinci was somewhat cold-handed in Ludvik, and the contradiction of his duke ’s personal director, Gioconde, made this The master's money bag was hit hard.

If there is a person beside Ludviko who is more influential, Mrs. Bilmatelli, then this person is none other than the personal governor Giokonde.

This loyal servant of Ludviko can be said to be the ultimate in the service of the Duke, whether it is for the proper mistress of Ludviko to settle in, or to replace the Duke to arrange their work for the sponsored artists, Gio Comte can accurately grasp the owner's intentions and ideas, and then, before Ludviko has distracted these things, he has already done what he wants to do in advance.

Giokond was so competent to manage the job that he became a role model for the Moors. Uliu vowed secretly to learn like this master in the housekeeper world, and strive to become a master like him one day. Satisfied good housekeeper.

But Giokonde is not without selfishness, at least in the relationship between Ludovico and Leonardo, Giokonde does not always play a good role.

Although he did n’t make any gossip in Ludovico, he never said a good word for Da Vinci, and on several occasions Da Vinci's letter to Ludviko fell into his hand because of too much impulse. Conte did not return the letter to Da Vinci who regretted trying to get back afterwards, but handed the letter directly to Ludvik, which further contributed to the contradiction between the two.

As for the reason why Gioconde was somewhat against Da Vinci, it was even clear to Mrs. Salmatelli.

Leonardo da Vinci once satirized in public that Gioconde was a skinny dog ​​next to the Duke. Because Ludovico's private library was too tight, Da Vinci said to others, "This person should be a three-headed dog from hell. , But he now looks like a skinny dog ​​who has been injured but still does not forget to shake his tail to the owner. "

No one knows how these words came to Giokonde, but it was after that day that the relationship between Da Vinci and him became tense, and due to the influence of Giokonde, Ludvik Da Vinci also became colder.

Even later, Da Vinci was able to get less and less sponsorship from Ludvik, and the masters who were constantly owed wages even had to embark on the difficult road of defending their rights, but the result was not so ideal, at least for now. He had to work outside to maintain his daily expenses.

"What do you think of the master?" Mrs. Salmatelli asked again. She still attached great importance to the master Leonardo. In her view, the master's paintings obviously did not receive the attention they deserved. And his profound attainments in architecture even admired Mrs. Salmatelli and, because of this, she was willing to pay an expensive remuneration and asked the master to decorate the room for herself.

Da Vinci, who seemed to have been meditating, came to understand it with a slight push from the next monk Luca Pacioli. He used to stroke his heavy beard, and then touched the top of the head that had begun to thank. , Before making a simple "um" sound.

"Well? Do you agree or disagree?" Mrs. Salmatelli was a little unhappy. She admitted that the person in front of him was indeed very talented, and could even be said to be a real genius. Was dissatisfied.

Brother Pacioli quietly stabbed his friend from behind. At this time, Da Vinci, who seemed to be fully awake, nodded slightly: "Your idea is very novel and unique, oh, it should be too unique, really. of."

Mrs. Salmatelli glanced at Da Vinci a little annoyedly, to be the most favored mistress around Ludvik, at least not to be too stupid. In fact, she was not only stupid but also smart, so she immediately read from Da Vinci He heard perfunctory, and even a trace of sarcasm.

"Master I hired you because you value your extraordinary skills, so please do not use this tone to deal with me. If you think there is something wrong with my idea, you can give better suggestions."

Mrs. Salmatelli's words made Monsieur Pacioli standing behind Da Vinci a bit nervous, he had to poke his friend's back for the third time, this time even because he had forced Da Vinci Pain pain.

"You completely misunderstood, I mean your idea is really new and unique," perhaps because of the pain of being poked, Da Vinci was finally fully awake, and he stepped forward and said slightly to Salmathai Mrs. Li's respect, and then picked up the drawings in front of Mrs. Salmatelli and carefully looked up. Then, after a short while, he picked up the carbon pen next to it and quickly graffitied on the drawings.

Mrs. Salmatelli was a little worried that such a haughty graffiti would destroy the drawings she had prepared, but as time passed, the lady's face gradually showed surprise, then the surprise turned into joy, and finally she Hands gently covered his lips and kept making noises in wonder.

"God! This is so beautiful. I just want such a room. Master, you are giving me the most beautiful gift created by God." Mrs. Salmatelli said incessantly, until She was so excited that she had to sit down and drink a few sips of wine from the maid.

"I can put a picture of you in this room, but you know I still have some important work arranged by the Duke. So please be patient."

Once the situation is clear, the da Vinci is very clever and tells his situation to Mrs. Salmatelli. He believes that this lady should understand what he means.

Mrs. Salmatelli nodded slightly. She apparently understood what Leonardo was going to say, but she was now in excitement, so she didn't want to take care of things for the time being.

Father Pacioli, who had always been with Leonardo, saw that Leonardo seemed to be a little unwilling, and wanted to continue to say something. He immediately coughed and attracted the attention of Mrs. Salmatelli, then He stepped forward and said to his wife: "Madam, I have another thing to explain to you here, about the accounts you entrusted me to check for you. I think I have some clues."

The words of Brother Pacioli immediately attracted the attention of Mrs. Salmatelli. She had indeed entrusted the monk to check the accounts of some of her family ’s business transactions. Although her family is still some means of doing business, However, for complicated and tedious books, they have no way at all, and even because of the chaotic accounts, even after doing a while of business, they can't even understand whether they are making a profit.

And this monk Luca Pacioli was a mathematical genius with a keen insight into numbers, and as a close friend, the monk learned that Mrs. Salmatelli could solve Da Vinci's immediate After the financial difficulties, he immediately volunteered to put forward his willingness to sort out the accounts for Mrs. Salmatelli's business.

Very concerned about the family business, Mrs. Salmatelli temporarily put aside her interest in decorating the room and began to talk enthusiastically with the monk, while Leonardo walked aside, his eyes on the empty wall, he Sometimes looking at the empty walls, sometimes turning back to look at Mrs. Salmatelli, looking at the expressions of relief and smile from the lady who saw the accounts become clear, this moment a brilliant idea is quietly in the master's heart Brewing.

Uliu has been standing side by side with the workers honestly, his eyes on Da Vinci, Pacioli, and Mrs. Salmatelli, who are constantly sweeping, but his two The eyes of an older man are obviously more eager than seeing a beautiful lady, and at the same time his mind keeps echoing the instructions in Alexander ’s letter: "Find those two people, because they are always inseparable, so we need to find two people at the same time. It should n’t be too much effort, and then it ’s all up to you, get those two people to Pisa or Montina, and remember to do it all by June. ”

Uliu pondered Alexander's command, although he didn't quite understand why the owner would suddenly be so interested in a painter and a monk, but in the mind of using Giokonde as a model for the housekeeper, he had already begun to calculate How to take these two people away from Milan.

A bell came from outside the window. It was the bell of the second morning prayer of the Church of Thanksgiving of Santa Maria not far away. It was also almost a signal for the Milanese to start a day of life. With this bell, the whole city It seems to wake up from a deep sleep, people start to walk out of the house to make a living, and Ludovico, the Duke of Mulan, will walk to the balcony outside his room shortly after the bell sounds to pay tribute to the officials waiting in the courtyard.

Mrs. Salmatelli hurried off with Leonardo da Vinci and Passioli. She wanted to accompany Ludovico for breakfast. She did this not because she was hungry, but simply to show everyone that she was Ludvik's mind is important.

"Please be assured that I will tell your situation to the Duke," said Mrs. Salmatelli to Leonardo before leaving in a hurry. "But you should understand that the situation of the Duke is not very good, so just as you are As I said, be patient. "

After that, Mrs. Salmatelli left the others in the room and hurried away with the maid.

"Why are you stopping me?"

Almost as soon as Mrs. Salmatelli's figure had just disappeared outside the living room door, Da Vinci, who had been looking quiet all of a sudden, complained loudly to Monsieur Passioli, and he completely ignored those standing not far away I stared at his workers in a daze, and said to the monk in an annoyed tone, "You know my workshop is now in a bad situation. I haven't received a grant from the Duke for a full 3 months. And I not only have to create but also feed a large number of people, but look at the lady ’s reaction when I talked about my situation. I even wondered if she had forgotten about it just after walking out of this room. Then I had to wait. "

Monsieur Pacioli listened silently. He seemed to be accustomed to listening to his friends' complaints so quietly, but when he heard Finch's words a little too excited, he looked at the craftsmen beside him.

Da Vinci seemed to realize that there were still people in the room. He and the monk walked to the balcony outside the living room. Then the two lowered their voices and argued fiercely.

Uliu was carrying materials for the room, and he went to the balcony and listened carefully.

"Ludovico disappointed me. I originally thought he should be someone who can really understand and appreciate my talent, but now it seems that he cares more about the reputation of an art patron than the art itself," Leonardo da Vinci He spoke quickly, and his tone sounded a little angry, but more frustrated and helpless. "I shouldn't have left Florence, right? At least Lorenzo was really interested in art, although he was a The descendants of usury merchants, but his noble quality is enough to prove that the Medici family is a friend of art. "

Monsieur Pacioli, who had been listening to his friend ’s complaint silently, did not comfort him until Leonardo ’s words came to an end: “Leonardo, since you mentioned your present situation, then we should really think about it, the Duke now There are a lot of troubles, I heard that the French may invade Milan again at any time, which is enough to make the Duke messy, so I think that even if you make a request to the Duke again, it will not help, and you offend Gioconde, which makes many people I don't want to help you anymore. "

"The Duke's skinny dog," Da Vinci's angry voice came from the balcony, and then he lowered his voice again. "Lucca my friend, I know it's a bit selfish to ask, but I want to know if I'm forced to leave Milan, will you go with me? "

"Of course, where do you think I'm going?" The monk replied without hesitation. "If you don't have me, you might get more trouble because of your temper, and there are many complaints about the Duke in Gioconde." Letter, this makes the Duke very dissatisfied with you, but if they know how many such letters I have blocked you, it is estimated that they may have driven you away from Milan long ago. "

From the balcony, Da Vinci laughed with self-deprecation, which made the two people feel a little more annoyed and relaxed.

"No matter how I helped Mrs. Salmatelli to decorate this room, this is a good opportunity to repair your relationship with the Duke. As for the remuneration, it ’s next. Remember my words. You are smarter this time. Leonardo, you are indeed a Genius, but because of this, you have to put away your wings even more, because for most people, genius is often unacceptable. "

There was silence on the balcony, and Uliou heard the sound of the two embracing. He knew that the conversation was about to end, so he hurriedly lifted a plank of wood and put it on the scaffold. .

"Moorish?" A question came from behind, and Uliou turned back to see Da Vinci looking at him. "Are you the Moorish man Zoro Astro said?"

"If the master you are talking about the blacksmith Mr. Zoro Astro ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Then I am the Moorish he said." Uliou nodded and smiled.

"I heard Zoro Astro talked about you, he said that you work very hard, and the businessman who packed the materials of this room also recommended you to work, everyone said you can be reliable." Da Vinci nodded at will. .

"I think I have this advantage, but the previous owner didn't like me very much, they thought I was thinking too much about it." Uliu said, intentionally or unintentionally, he gave way to the side, revealing the one placed on the scaffold A weird ruler made of two connected wooden strips and a horizontal pin.

The reason why that is a ruler, because there are many obvious scales on the wooden strip.

Da Vinci, who was still talking to Uliu, did not notice the strange ruler, but the sight of Brother Pacioly at the side was suddenly attracted by the ruler.

"what is this?"

The monk walked over and picked up the ruler. He first carefully folded the ruler that was slightly separated, and then gently turned the center axis of the ruler. Watching as the ruler opened, the horizontal needle slowly moved on those scales. As he moved up, the expression on the monk's face gradually changed from being puzzled to revealing an accident.

The movement of the priest Pacioli also aroused the curiosity of Da Vinci. He took the same ruler and slowly operated it. After the horizontal needle moved back and forth several times, Da Vinci raised his head and silently and Pacioli The monk looked at each other.

"Where did you get this thing?" Da Vinci turned to look at Uliou.

"This is my inheritance." Uliu grinned slightly and showed his white teeth. "It's a long story, it's a sad story ..."

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