Mrs. Orgala smiled lightly at a noble lady opposite her, and at the same time, her eyes gently turned to the two people not far away.

Grogning stood in front of Alexander with a calm expression, even though he was not at all calm in his heart.

When he first saw this young man in Naples, he felt that he looked down at him like an Eastern monarch.

He is young and looks ambitious, but he has no backing. Although he has a hot relative in Naples, he is just an illegitimate child with no future in the eyes of many people.

The bohemian girl was beautiful, and although she couldn't speak, she had a fascinating wild beauty, which once fascinated Grognin, and he even thought about leaving the girl with him.

But the Lowlanders obviously had a greater ideal. In his eyes, the girl could be used as a useful tool for him to make friends with bigger people in the future. When he discovered the relationship between this young man who suddenly emerged in Naples and the girl, Groghenning decided to fulfill them without hesitation.

But even so, Groghening always regarded the young man in front of him as a pawn that might be very useful in the future.

But now, the Lowlanders cannot refuse to admit that he had indeed misread it before. This young man is no longer a pawn he thought was of some use, but a person who not only surprised him but also a little awe.

"Earl, I received your invitation from Madame Orgala." Groghenning supported his body with a cane. One side of his shoulder could only lean as far as possible because he could not use force. The cane that was always inseparable from him was knocked on the stone ground from time to time, making a sound of bang.

"Yes, I also remember that you wanted to meet me through Mrs. Orgala, but I rejected you at that time." Seeing Groghenin was not angry at what he said, Alexander admired the man's good temper, but he knew that the attitude of the Lowlanders would be so good, which should be entirely because he was in need of his help. "I didn't respond to you at that time because the time was not right."

Hearing the meaning of Alexander's words, Grognin showed a little interest on his face: "Earl, do you mean that it is the time now?"

Alexander nodded slightly. Since he decided to meet this person, he had nothing to cover up.

"I have a guest here who may be very interested in you. I think you can meet and have a good talk."

After saying that, Alexander led Groggenin out of the hall. As they walked through the short corridor into the small living room, he heard the cane in Groggenin's hand pausing slightly on the ground.

"This is the respected imperial palace minister, Kotschach of Harzburg, I think you must know," Alexander looked at the palace minister standing proudly in the hall, looking at Groghenning's palace minister "and this one..."

"Hubert van Groghening, a humble and ordinary businessman, is willing to serve you." Groghening bowed to Kotschach.

"Earl, are you trying to let me see this man?" Cotschach looked at Groggenin with bright eyes. "Groggenin, I have heard of this surname, a family of merchants with a prominent lowland, very rich but dangerous. Your family has participated in the riots against the emperor."

"Sir, that was just a protest and a plea," Grognin distinguished quietly. "We selected a group of representatives to ask the Emperor to listen to our request, but His Majesty rejected our small request."

"So you besieged the Emperor, and even blocked him in a small hotel until the Duke of Austria sent someone to rescue the Emperor," Kotschach interrupted Grogenin's words. "You are a group of robbers and bandits. If it weren't in Rome, and this was not the Palace of Marino, I would order people to arrest you immediately."

Kotschach said as he waved to Alexander: "Earl, I think I have to leave. I can't tolerate myself in the same room with someone like this."

While speaking, Gong Xiang pushed away Groghenin in front of him without hesitation and walked out the door.

"Wait here."

Alexander whispered, and quickly followed the palace and walked out the door, leaving only Grognin standing in the middle of the living room with his cane tightly pinching his hand.

Kotschach, who had walked out of the living room, did not leave much. He slowed down when he heard Alexander following him, and then turned to look at him.

"I don't know what you are going to do, but is it really necessary to let a lowlander get into our business? What do you think that such a person can do with our plan?" Kotschach waved his hand to stop Alexander who was about to speak, and continued, "I know that the lowlanders are very smart, and some of them are good businessmen, especially in the Hanseatic League, which makes many people jealous, but don't forget that they are just a group of merchants, they start to oppose the emperor, but once the emperor's son becomes their governor, they immediately obey the orders like flocks."

Alexander listened to Kotschach's words and noticed that when he talked about the emperor's son, although he was well concealed, he still vaguely heard the strangeness.

Alexander knew that the emperor's son mentioned by the Palace Prince was the husband of Juana, the daughter of Queen Castia Isabella, and the famous and beautiful Philip.

Compared with many monarchs today, the imperial emperor Maximian had unusually vigorous fertility. The holy Roman emperor from the Austrian court carefully compiled a huge in-law network with his children, and he also assigned his children to his respective territories.

This is how the beautiful Philip was pushed to the throne of Burgundy and the Duke of the Netherlands by his father.

Lowland merchants opposed Maximian, but welcomed Philip, who was the ruler of the Netherlands, which was nothing new to the well-informed Romans.

Now looking at Kotschach who seemed a little excited, Alexander wondered why this palace actress reacted so much.

"The Dutch people are very cunning Counts, you have to be careful of them," Cotschach said after looking for a few words. "Can you imagine that they even tried to provoke the relationship between the emperor and his son? But that's what they did, they even encouraged the emperor's son to tamper with the imperial decrees against the Netherlands. Do you think such a person can be our partners?"

Alexander was slightly stunned. Gong Xiang's words made him vaguely remember the news that he had heard of Philip's implementation of certain reforms in the Netherlands. Although these news did not sound so reliable, because Philip was Queen Isabella's son-in-law, Alexander never forgot about it.

Now that he heard Kotschach mention it, he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

He knew that Kotschach should have been seeking some help when he came to Naples, or to find allies for their lowlands, but since they could all affect Philip, who was the regent of the Netherlands, why did he waste time painstakingly?

But at this time, there was obviously no time to make him think too much, so he took Kotschach to the door, and watched the carriage disappear in the distance, Alexander had just turned around and saw Mrs. Orgala standing not far behind him.

"Madam, you may be disappointed," Alexander walked over and saw the obvious gloom in Mrs. Orgala's eyes. He shook his head gently. "It seems that the charm of the palace relative to you is not completely fascinated. You should see that he is very unhappy."

"He is an arrogant idiot." Mrs. Orgala looked angry, but Alexander had to admit that even when she was angry, the lady still exuded a seductive aura, which made him feel that it was a bit wrong to say that she was not charming enough.

"Or it's because he doesn't have the original intention to change his mind," Alexander whispered. Although he didn't know why Kotschach seemed a little too excited, he knew that Gong Xiang was obviously very moved by his plan before. Even when he scolded Grognin just now, he did not throw away the plan, but took it away.

Perhaps what the Gong opposed was that it involved low-level merchants, or something else?

Before Alexander could think about it, he accompanied Mrs. Orgala back to the hall. When he saw Groghenin standing alone in the hall, Mrs. Orgala walked over and gently supported Groghenin's arm and walked towards the chair.

"I think I'm not here at the right time," Groghenning smiled reluctantly at Alexander. "I should probably be better with another identity, even if it's better to appear as a Hanseatic merchant rather than a Dutchman."

"What the hell is going on?" Alexander's face slightly darkened. He felt that the good mood at the beginning of today had been destroyed by several consecutive groups of guests. Although he needed the help of these people, if these people like to cause trouble for him, he would not be too polite to them. "Tell me why you went to Naples in the first place, who did you look for or what you needed. You must know whether it is worth it, no matter what your intentions are."

"Earl, you are from Sicily, I mean Sicily."

Alexander nodded, he knew that Groghening should have known this from Sophia.

"Then I wonder, if you are loyal to your king, I'm talking about Ferdinand of Aragon."

Alexander looked at Grognin and felt that the answer seemed very important to Grognin. After thinking about it, Alexander said: "I am now Count Montina, and I don't know if this answer will satisfy you."

Groghenning was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to have expected Alexander to say such a plausible thing, but if he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have answered his answer.

But despite this, Groghenning felt that he had already received the answer he needed.

"Earl, it is understandable that the palace is hostile to me or to the Netherlands."

Groghenning said carefully that he had always been so careful because he knew that a little carelessness could lead to a terrible catastrophe.

"As a very important part of the Hanseatic League, the Netherlands not only created countless wealth for the alliance, but also made extraordinary contributions and sacrifices to the rise and fall of the alliance at some critical moments. The Netherlands did not ask for much, and we only hope to get everything that belongs to us."

Grognin said while paying attention to the look on Alexander's face and found that he did not show any strangeness. The Lowlanders continued: "We beg to ask Maximian, who was still the Grand Duke of Austria at the time, to ask them to recognize our rights, but we received rough rejection and subsequent cruel suppression. For the sake of this Lowlanders, the Grand Duke imposed heavy taxes on the Netherlands and even sent troops to expel all the Dutch regional MPs. This was the worst humiliation. We tried to protest, but were suppressed like a thug. At that time, you could not imagine that many people had even lost hope until the emperor sent his son to rule the Netherlands."

Hearing this, Alexander, who always plays a qualified audience, finally moved. He raised his hand slightly to stop Grognin, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Wait a minute, are you going to tell me that the beautiful Philip you are trying to incite against his father?"

Looking at Alexander, Grogning paused and then nodded.

"It's true," Alexander, who was still a little surprised even though he guessed, looked at the Dutchman opposite him curiously. "You are going to provoke Philip's opposition to his father. What promise do you give him? Grand Duke of the Netherlands?"

"It's the German king."

Groghenning said slowly, and then saw Alexander's expression of surprise with satisfaction.

For a moment, Alexander had to admit that although he knew what these lowlanders were doing, he did not know enough about how great ambitions these Dutch people had.

Or it should be said that he despised the ambitions of the entire Hanseatic League.

Obviously, the Hanseatic League was planning to invest a lot of money on the Dutch regent and then push him to the throne of the German princes.

"But what changed your mind," Alexander recalled, from Groggenin that he first appeared in Naples, and then sent Orgas to Rome, and then heard that he had been to the East and noticed something strange. "I heard that Philip was still very respected in the Netherlands. Although this may lead to conflicts with his father, it is only good for you. Tell me what makes you feel that he is unreliable?"

Alexander's inquiry made the atmosphere in the room suddenly tighten. Mrs. Orgala secretly clamped the sleeves as the decorative sleeves. Her gray eyes looked at Grognin nervously, as if she was urging him not to say it, but her hint was obviously useless. She noticed that Grognin's collapsed shoulders were raised upwards.

Just as Mrs. Orgala couldn't help but speak out, Groghenin had already spoken: "In fact, we found that not only did we fail to get Philip's support, but we might soon have a worse group of rulers."

Looking at Groghenning's look of helplessness and disappointment, Alexander suddenly realized after pondering for a moment!

Just over a year ago, Maximian's son, beautiful Philip, married Juana.

And this is indeed not good news for the Netherlands.

Whether it is Philip's father Maximian or Juana's parents Ferdinand and Isabella, they are just cruel and ruthless terms to the Lowlands.

Even if compared, maybe Maximian is a little better than those two.

For the Netherlands, how could they stand having such a group of rulers, and even as descendants of these people in the future as rulers?

Thinking of this, Alexander's eyes changed slightly. Looking at the Dutch merchant who looked depressed in front of him, he suddenly wanted to say to the Lowlanders: "You are so lucky because you met me."

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