The Carolingian Palace was occupied?

When he heard the news, Caesar was obviously surprised. He first looked at the person who reported to him in surprise, and then turned to look at his father behind him.

But this news did not seem to surprise the Pope too much, at least there was nothing special about it from his face.

It was not until the sender left that the suppressed Caesar finally let out an angry cry. He shouted first and kicked over a marble statue, and then sold the statue several times and fell down, and then walked to the table and swept the exquisite ornaments on the table to the ground and smashed it.

Alexander VI kept watching Caesar vent in silence. He seemed to be indifferent to what had just happened. Seeing Caesar finally calmed down, the pope walked over from behind and reached out to pat his son's shoulder.

"Father, this is why you objected to me killing Gombrey?" Caesar turned his head and looked at the pope. His expression was full of fear and resentment, but he still hoped for an answer that would not make him happy.

"Why do you think Gombrey came to Rome suddenly?" Alexander VI still looked at his son patiently, not seemingly dissatisfied because of Caesar's recklessness and rudeness. "Do you think he is the kind of person who is so brave that he can sacrifice his life at will, or you don't know what he did before, after all, you have been in France for a while."

"I know he went to Bucharest," said Caesar muffled. Even in the Loire Valley Castle, there was a lot of news about Bucharest, which was also the reason why Caesar had an indescribable jealousy towards Alexander. The hero who resisted the pagans, the defender of Bucharest, and the public lover of the new Grand Duke of Wallachia. These made Caesar jealous and crazy. "But what use is this? Did he really naively think that he could be unscrupulous in Rome because he had resisted the Ottomans?"

"Of course he is not so naive. You should know from his interactions with Ashulk that this man did not regard fighting the pagans as anything great." The pope was very patient, or he thought that this was a good opportunity to teach his son well. Caesar had been so smooth that he had already developed a arrogant and arrogant character. This was obviously not good in Alexander VI. Alexander VI would not forget the experience that almost broke him in order to become the pope, which made him more clear and clear that success was not so simple, and Caesar had obviously forgotten these things, especially because this trip to France was appreciated by Louis XII, which made him even more arrogant, and it was a good thing for him to suffer some losses at this time.

"So what are you talking about, Father?" Caesar had calmed down at this time. He sat down and looked up at the Pope. From his face, he could see that he was ready to face the continued blow.

"Roman exchange," said Alexander VI slowly, "We have indeed paid great attention to that place before, but later we have not paid enough attention to it. At least we have seen it too simple for that exchange. For us, it is just a place where Combray uses to make money, at most it is the means of his attempt to control the market and goods prices in Rome. But now it seems that we are not guessing enough. The role of that exchange is much greater than we think, especially regarding the decline in copper prices recently," Alexander VI shook his head as he looked at Caesar with doubts. He knew that Caesar had great ambitions, but compared with that Combray, Caesar had indeed seen too few things in his eyes, or in other words, few people could see more than that person. "Do you know, now there are legends everywhere that the Fuguer family was in big trouble because of the decline in copper prices. Maybe they might be in a catastrophe this time."

Caesar looked at his father in confusion. He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned the Fuger family when he was talking about Kombrey. However, he also knew the extraordinaryness of that family, especially about their close relationship with the emperor. So when he heard that the Fuger family was in trouble, he was a little happy at first, but then he suddenly guessed the reason why his father told him: "Is this also related to Kombrey?"

The Pope did not answer Caesar's words, and a hint of doubt appeared on his slightly old face: "But I don't understand why it is the Carolingan?"

Alexander VI's doubts were actually Ofulei's doubts. As one of the most important generals in the army in both nominal and actually, Ofulei knew that Alexander seemed to attach great importance to the place where they had lived when they first arrived in Rome, but he was not very clear about the important role of the Carolingian Palace.

In Ofulei's impression, if an accident occurs, with his strength to lead the Montina Guard, the most favorable action should be to quickly occupy the key hub between the Vatican and Rome, Castle of Sant'angels.

This small fortress located on the northwest bank of the Tiber River not only connects the Vatican and the Roman city, but also can directly deter the Holy See. Although there are only 200 people in its hands, Ofulei is completely confident that as long as he occupys the Holy Angels Fort, they will be equivalent to shaking the Vatican's throat.

But when the impersonated messenger brought a fake order and Ofulei confirmed that the Count had indeed had an accident, he immediately ordered the Montina Guard to quickly pass through the Vatican half and quickly occupy the Carolingan Palace before many people had nothing to do.

Ofulei did this because he occupied the Caroling Palace, which was the secret order given to him by Alexander on his way to Rome.

And according to this order, after occupying the palace, Ofulei quickly sent people to take over various documents of everyone in the Carolingian Palace, and at the same time blocked all contacts with the outside world.

The Vatican was shocked.

For many people trying to make their mark in the Vatican, the Carolingan is not an ideal place to stay. There are indeed people coming and going, and people will come from other places in the world almost at any time. But almost no one will stay here for a long time. People hope to be appreciated by the great people in the Sistine Chapel or the St. Peter's Basilica under construction. The Carolingan is at most just a gate to inquire about news and newcomers to understand the Vatican.

Many people think so until the Carolingan Palace was suddenly occupied and completely blocked.

The Montina soldiers were not polite to the people in the Carolingian Palace. Although they did not punch and kick them, they were very cruel to the guards who tried to stop them from suddenly entering the palace. The Montina people almost did not hesitate to chop over the guards who were trying to resist to the ground. After occupying all the exits and completely blocking the palace, they began to rummage boxes and cabinets with blood all over the ground.

No one knew what these people were going to do, and after seeing the killed guards, no one dared to stop them again.

However, what surprised the envoys and merchants was that these rough soldiers seemed not very concerned about money. Although they also put a few scattered gold coins into their pockets, they seemed to be more interested in the various documents that they could not understand at all.

The soldiers gathered boxes, bags, and pockets of documents, big and small, to a room in Ofulei's Enameling. Then, according to the command of the marching captain, they began to look for those with identities among the imprisoned people.

Such people are easy to find. They are always dressed very well and have one or two servants around them, so there is almost no need to ask, and they can be found out from the crowd with just a glance.

Ofulei didn't expect to see so many documents in the Caroling Islands, but what he didn't expect was that when several people who seemed to have a good identity were brought to him, as they each revealed their identities, Ofulei suddenly felt that he had done something very amazing.

The Vatican is a holy land in the world of Christ, especially after Jerusalem and Constantinople fell one after another, the Vatican became the only spiritual sustenance.

But the Vatican is also a paradise and cradle of various conspiracies in the Christ world. People are brewing various conspiracies almost anytime and anywhere, and countless spies are asking for information or spreading rumors here.

The Carolingian Palace is a paradise for all these conspiracies. Even the messengers and nobles who could already penetrate the Pope's room in the Sistine Chapel regard this as an important place to find out the news. What's more important is that they can also find out all kinds of things in other places. It can be said that the Carolingian Palace is the Vatican's information release site and intelligence transfer station, but now this place has been suddenly occupied by the Montina people.

Many envoys and merchants from all over the country were trapped in the Carolingian Palace, including several special guests who deliberately concealed their identities and sneaked into Rome in the name of ordinary envoys.

A man with long hair and several obvious scars on his face stood in front of Ofulei. His expression was arrogant. Even if he was restricted from his freedom, he still had the unique arrogance of a great nobleman and his natural contempt for others.

Perhaps there were times in his life when he had to bow his head to compliment others, but this obviously did not include the young officer in front of him.

"I want to get the respect and treatment I deserve, and I want to meet the Pope immediately," the man made his request to Ofulei in an accent with a trembling tongue. "And you must return the documents that have been searched from me immediately, and those things are important to me, and I don't think you want to be severely punished by the Pope for this."

"I just hope I'm not punished for missing someone," Ofulei muttered in a low voice. By now, he not only vaguely understood why Alexander asked him to occupy the Carolingan Palace, but he was even secretly wondering whether all this was a coincidence or a plot.

Then he bowed to the man opposite him: "Please forgive me, I may not be able to meet your request, because His Majesty the Pope has not met our request yet."

The man showed a look of surprise. He didn't know where these soldiers who suddenly appeared came from. However, these people not only dared to launch a mutiny in the Vatican, but also had to negotiate with the pope as they meant. This made the man feel that these soldiers were really bold.

The occupation of the Carolingian Palace undoubtedly temporarily cut off contact between Rome and the outside world. The envoys from all over the country were detained in the palace certainly shocked the people of the entire Roman city, and some news from the Carolingian Palace later caused an uproar and various speculations.

One of them was that among those envoys, there was an important figure from France, Count Garrol de Powicken, and the contemporary heir to the French Proswan family.

As soon as the news spread, Rome City fell into an uproar.

Although the Earl of Proswand was annexed more than two centuries ago, this ancient family that once established the Proswand dynasty in France still had a huge impact that cannot be ignored.

Among them, France's largest port in the Mediterranean, Marseille, was under the control of this family for a long time.

However, the real reason for the uproar in the Romans was that the Earl of Garol de Powicken also served as the commander of the French Nice garrison.

And now, this front-line commander who is likely to be the French invading Italy actually appears in Rome, which is too unexpected and full of imagination.

After hearing the news, Caesar was also confused.

When Pedro Caderon delivered wine to Alexander again, Alexander had been in a while. When he heard the door ringing, he opened his eyes and looked at Caderon who had walked in, and then his eyes fell on the wine glass in the tray in his hand.

If this is a poisonous wine, then according to the legend about Canterrera, a little bit is enough to kill people.

Alexander looked at Caderon and looked at the slutty servant. He waved his hand and motioned to Caderon to bring the wine glass over.

"Earl, if this is the last glass of wine in your life, I hope you tell me who else knows that for the sake of what I have sent you?"

Caderon approached Alexander and said hurriedly, his eyes were filled with anxiety, because the fear of the possible leakage of the secret made his nervous mouth tremble, and his originally clever eyes flashed with complex expressions of unknown significance at this time.

Alexander looked at the wine glass in front of him, and he suddenly had the urge to laugh.

Since we came to this era, we seem to be running around every moment, and even struggling desperately.

From Sicily to Naples, from the Vatican to Romagna, it seems that he is constantly fighting for survival anytime and anywhere. However, in this underground cell, he has a rare moment of rest.

But now it seems that there are still too few such time.

Alexander took the cup handed over by Caderon, looked at the wine inside, then tilted his head to see Caderon's nervous look, smiled slightly, raised the cup and drank it slowly.

Calderon's cheeks trembled slightly without notice. At this time, he seemed even more nervous than Alexander. As Alexander drank the wine in his glass, his breathing gradually became heavy.

Putting down the wine glass gently, Alexander looked at Calderon.

"If this is a poisonous wine, you should be relieved now. At least I have no chance to reveal your secrets," Alexander said to Caderon, who showed unwillingness on his face. "But you still have to serve me now, so you can now pass a message to His Majesty and tell him that I want to see him."

Caderon's lips moved and finally made no sound. After a deep look at Alexander, he turned and walked out of the basement, but this time he did not ask the guard at the door to lock the door.

The impact of the Montina Guard's occupation of the Caroling Palace far exceeded Caesar's conjecture. Even when he was still puzzled by the Earl of Proswan, a huge panic arose in the exchange far south of Rome was already caused by this sudden incident.

The merchants who heard the news began to sell their goods crazily because they didn't know what happened, especially those merchants who just heard that the female Duke of Valachia received funding from the Venetians and believed that the price of copper mine would not continue to fall, so they quickly bought the goods. After hearing the news of the mutiny of the Montina Guard, they were stunned, and then as soon as they woke up, they panicked and sold out the trading orders they had just received. Some people even spent a lot of money to ask the exchange to place their orders in a prominent position in order to get rid of their hands as soon as possible.

A businessman from the north was immediately broken because he was desperate to snatch others. Some people even pulled out their daggers when they saw that the situation was not good and threatened the exchange to invalidate their orders.

But even so, the price of copper was still falling rapidly. In a corner of the exchange, a middle-aged man wearing a fat robe and a pair of hard slim pants and high leggings on his lower body looked at the businessmen and brokers running around and shouting loudly.

His face was ugly and terrible. The cane made of hard rattan in his hand was already creaking too hard because it was pulled.

A man ran over and asked the man anxiously: "Master Gult, what should I do now? The price of copper has been falling, and the price is now..."

"I can see!" No more calm and atmospheric Gult Fugel, who had been meeting Alexander for the first time in Pisa, almost interrupted the follower with a low roar. He reached out and grabbed it from his pocket twice before stretching out a thick handkerchief and rubbing his face. But before he could open his mouth and scream in a panic coming from the counter in front, the crowded crowd stirred up another violent commotion.

"It's still falling, God, it's still falling."

The guy's voice was already crying. As a confidant of the Fuger family's representative in Rome, he knew how much money Gult Fuger had already invested in to stabilize the sudden plummeting copper price. It was a number that anyone would be afraid of when they heard it. What's even more terrifying is that the money was borrowed from the Jews in Venice.

With Gult's efforts, the copper price has gradually stabilized, especially with the news of the Grand Duke of Wallachia coming from Venice, people have begun to believe that as the situation in Wallachia and Bosnia is stable, the situation in Hungary will gradually calm down. Driven by so much good news, although Gult is worried about investing so much money in the risk, he is still very confident that he can stabilize the copper price.

But now, because of the sudden mutiny of the Montina Guard, everything was completely in chaos.

There was another noise. Seeing the exchange people pulling down a few signs with numbers again, many people in the hall kept sinking, and Gult's hands were already cold at this time.

"Send people back to Augsburg," said Gult anxiously, "whether our messengers in the Carolingian Palace, let them rush back to Augsburg immediately to report the situation here to Uncle Jacob."

"The Montina people blocked the entire Carolingan Palace, and no one can get in or out now." The guy said hurriedly, "Let's send others back."

"Idiot!" Gult cursed angrily at the guy, "Do you think you're just sending someone to report the news here? Those messengers have a copy of the accounts of all our business in Rome. Only when you see those things, Uncle Jacob and others can make the right decision!"

After shouting in resentment, Gult walked towards the door staggeringly. Behind him, the guy heard the young master of the Fuger family keep nagging: "It's over, the Fuger family is completely over, God is punishing us."

When Alexander VI came to the basement, he saw Alexander, who was staring at the empty cup in his hand, trance.

Seeing the Pope standing at the door, Alexander slowly stood up. He noticed that Alexander VI was here alone, which made him shake his head slightly in his heart.

"You sent someone to occupy the Carolingan?" The pope frowned and looked at Alexander. "Do you know what kind of trouble this will cause?"

"Of course I know, but all this is necessary," Alexander walked towards the Pope, bowing respectfully when he walked to the Pope. "My Majesty, is everything going well?"
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