What is the mood for making a deal that is not worth losing money? Alexander feels like this now.

Feiche would not be bothered by a pound of high-quality wheat or a pound of low-quality oats, so these things are naturally done by the accountants sent by Modillo, the Alexander grain team.

In fact, he really looked like a broker in this deal. After Alexander agreed, he immediately stopped talking about these things. Instead, he began to show envy of the great masterpieces in the Italian city-states and the artists who created these miracles, and also lamented that France is now lacking these great things.

"Sometimes I think that if masters like Botticelli and Leonardo da Vinci appeared in Paris, not Florence, and the oldest universities also appeared in Paris, not Bologna, as for Genoa, it was a city that could turn everything into wealth. If these places were in France, the king would be more keen to show his talent and strategy in France's territory," Foots said to Alexander in an undisguised tone of jealousy, "It is impossible not to admit that everything here is enviable. Compared with the city here, Paris seems a little too down-and-out. Even if I love that city more, this is indeed an unquestionable fact."

Constantine smiled, and felt honored and even proud of Fitch's envy. After all, the old man was not only a friend of his father, but also a scholar with a reputation in France. He was also highly respected and valued by the king and the Duke of Orleans. He was praised by such a person for his hometown, even if he was just polite, which was enough to make him feel honored.

While Philip kept praising Italy, Alexander kept looking at the master silently.

He could feel that the old man's praise was indeed sincere, and he was full of admiration and envy for the strong artistic atmosphere of Italy, but he knew that it was precisely because of this sincere envy that the French always miss Italy.

So after Charles died, the Duke of Orleans not only sat on his throne and slept on his wife, but also unswervingly inherited his endless ambitions for Italy.

Or, this ambition starts from now on, at least the master in front of him has a profound impact on his student.

Constantine was also very happy to have such a deal. In his opinion, the French were the firm backing of the Lovelle family, especially at the critical moment when his father was seeking a cardinal. If the French suffered a crushing defeat, perhaps the rest of the Vatican families might have to trouble them without waiting for the people of the Borgia family to take action.

"The Archbishop is still in Genoa, but I have already received the news that he will soon arrive in Rome. After all, it is a critical moment."

When Constantine began to say this, Alexander didn't react a little, and then he realized that the so-called Archbishop said it was Juliano de la Rovere.

Unlike Alexander VI's public acknowledgement that he has a relationship with his children, Lovelle obviously does not have the courage to admit that he has given birth to a group of illegitimate children, so his children can only call him bishop. The people of the Bogia family, especially Lucrezia, often openly take pride in Alexander VI's children.

"So, if this batch of food can be shipped to Lombardy as soon as possible, I mean that if we can help our friends as soon as possible, it will be of great benefit to the bishop's arrival."

After saying that, Constantine looked at Alexander with hope, apparently he hoped to get a response from Alexander as soon as possible.

Only then did Alexander realize why Constantine seemed so passionate about helping the French.

Obviously, this is related to whether Rovere can be promoted to cardinal successfully.

Looking at Constantine's slightly anticipated look, Alexander suddenly felt that he was a little in the loss.

Did the food that has been transported through hardships just do favors for others?

The goods are given first and then paid for it is to sell a favor to the future French king.

As Phoeche said, because the relationship with the Duke of Orleans was a bit stiff before, in order to prevent him from returning to Italy to cause trouble for himself in the future, Alexander still has to give him this face.

But why does the Luoweilei family take advantage of this? He doesn't owe the Luoweilei family anything.

Thinking of this, Alexander felt a little uncomfortable.

"I think you may be disappointed, and the food will not be delivered so soon," Alexander's words surprised both of them. Feiche only had gray eyebrows slightly frowned, but Constantine's face couldn't help but sink. Alexander ignored them and continued, "Since the French are surrounded, will the coalition forces allow such a large amount of food to be delivered to them? As far as I know, Gonzalo is a very powerful person."

Constantine was slightly stunned. Of course, he could not be unclear about what Alexander was saying, but whether the French could get rid of the predicament was related to whether his father could successfully become a cardinal, which obviously made the young noble a little worried for a while.

"So what do you think you should do, my friend?" Feiche asked patiently. The Duke of Orleans adviser seemed to have understood something, so he was not in a hurry just looking at Alexander. "I think you may have any good way to help us solve this problem."

"It's not a good idea," Alexander laughed. "I think if the food could be transported directly to Genoa by merchants and then to Lombardy by Genoa's merchants, it might be much faster and safer to transport it in a convoy."

Constantine opened her mouth slightly and said that it should have been like this, but it was obvious that Feiche made a gesture to let Alexander continue to speak, and he immediately realized that things should not be that simple.

Sure enough, for Alexander, what he wants to say next is the key.

"But you should know that because you have not paid the payment for this grain, it should still belong to me before it is delivered to the French," Alexander said his purpose slowly. "And I did not carry such a freight for Genoa and taxes to enter the port for this grain."

"The freight and taxes can be paid by the Lovere family," Constantine immediately touched. He felt a little bit contemptuous, thinking that Alexander was a little too stingy. "You can regard this as a kindness of the Lovere family."

Alexander looked at Constantine interestingly. At this time, he had almost guessed why some people said that he had tried to pursue Lucrezia but was rejected by the Bogia family.

"I think there must be something else," Fitcher was obviously much more calm than Constantine, or after all the things in Sicily, he had a deeper understanding of Alexander. "Please tell me what you are doing."

"That's right, I hope to establish some kind of relationship with Genoa," Alexander felt that it was almost the same and finally gave up his purpose. "To be precise, it is the port of Genoa. I hope Naples can form an alliance with Genoa. Of course, this is just a commercial alliance, so we don't have to have any other concerns."

"What kind of alliance are you talking about?" Constantine frowned slightly. "I have to declare that I have no right to sign any treaty, and I don't think you have the power to sign any treaty on behalf of Naples."

"In fact, what I'm talking about is a treaty between my territory and the Chamber of Commerce in Naples and the Chamber of Commerce in Genoa, which is a truly pure commercial treaty," Alexander's skeptical look at Constantine, "and I've already negotiated this treaty with the Taranto people, and they are willing to join my plan."

Speaking of this, Alexander smiled slightly at Constantine: "I hope to sign an agreement that I am good for our tripartite chamber of commerce, and I call it the 'free trade agreement'."

Constantine looked at Alexander cautiously, but as he listened to Alexander's remarks about the free trade plan, the young knight's face began to show doubts and confusion.

As Alexander described it, solemn thoughts slowly appeared on Feiche's old face.

Gradually, his expression showed a little solemnity, and his fingers that were originally placed on the table were tapped lightly gradually slowed down.

"You want your businessman to be exempted from taxes at the marina in Genoa?"

"The merchants in Genoa can also enjoy this treatment in Naples and Taranto."

"You also need to be able to store turnover goods freely in places near the port without paying ship tax?"

"This will allow us all to make much more profits than before. As far as I know, the Chamber of Commerce of the Lovire family will cost a lot of money to pay this kind of ship tax every year."

"And that..."

Constantine kept asking the inexplicable terms that Alexander had raised, until he finally asked the strangest question he had:

"Tell me who taught you this, Earl Modillo?"

"No, this is all my own thoughts, and believe me, many places will soon agree to join my treaty, so think about it. When other people's goods can be crowded with Genoese business because they can have a large amount of money left, what do you think the Chamber of Commerce of the Rovere family should do?"

Looking at the strange look on Constantine's face after hearing this, Alexander smiled slightly.

It was already evening when Alexander came out of Constantine's villa.

From the high hills you can see the city shining brightly by the lights.

The nights in Rome are undoubtedly very beautiful, especially when the city is wrapped in a white world, the whole city is like the beautiful fairylands in ancient fairy tales.

However, Alexander knew that this was purely just a superficial appearance, and what was covered by those white scenery was something that was depraved, and perhaps even the Romans themselves could not explain it clearly.

At least he knocked the Luo Weilei family hard without any concealment during this seemingly relative contact.

According to the conditions he finally proposed, the Lovere family needed to agree to the free trade agreement he proposed before he would agree to use the Lovere family's fleet to transport the grain to Genoa, otherwise he would rather let the grain transport team go all the way to Lombardy.

Neither Fitch nor Constantine would agree to Alexander for doing so.

Not to mention whether it is too late to delay the journey like this, even if everything goes well, as Alexander said before, how to hand over the food to the French who were already surrounded by the coalition forces is also a big problem.

But it would be different if it was transported by the Genoese. With their complex relationship with both sides, the Genoese were sure to complete this seemingly difficult task.

But Alexander's almost stubborn insistence annoyed Constantine. He could not have imagined that this illegitimate child Modillo had recovered from some remote area was not only stubborn, but also boldly used this matter to threaten them.

What annoyed Constantine was that although he knew that this was a threat, because it was related to whether his father could successfully ascend to the throne of cardinalism, he had to take it seriously and even dare not rashly irritate the pressure.

"Maybe that young master now regrets being brother to me, or is simply thinking about killing me."

Sitting in the carriage, Alexander whispered to himself. Of course he knew that Constantine must have hated him to the core at this time, but he didn't care, because he knew that the French should be more anxious than him.

This is true. When he saw that Constantine seemed to be about to burst out because of anger, Feiche promptly stopped the possible conflict. He took Constantine out on the excuse that he wanted to see the snow scene in the villa garden.

Then after a long time, the two people returned to the room.

Alexander still remembers Constantine's gloomy face and the dissatisfied look when he looked at him, which made him believe more that his cousin's relationship was actually a bit unreliable.

"The suggestions you make are related to the interests of all Genoa merchants, and I cannot agree to these conditions you have made."

Constantine said this sentence first and then paid attention to Alexander's expression. It was obvious that he hoped to see disappointment or anger on Alexander's face, so that he could know how much these conditions were for Alexander, which was very important to what he should say next.

Unfortunately, Alexander just looked at him seriously, with an expression that he knew that he must have the following.

This made Constantine both angry and helpless, but thinking about his father's long-coveted cardinal seat, Constantine decided to calm herself down.

"But I can pass on this condition to someone who can make a decision," I don't know if it's illusion, but Alexander found Constantine's voice a little hard. "You can talk to her about this suggestion."

"She?" Alexander asked strangely.

"She," Constantine showed a helpless look "my sister, Barenti de la Rovere."
Chapter completed!