Ruosha looked at Nomero's back who had disappeared outside the door and moved her neck slightly. Speaking of which, the top of her head, who had been wearing a helmet, was already hurting, and her neck was so sore that she had to raise her hand to press it several times.

However, in order to maintain the queen's majesty, she had to resist letting herself do such a loss of identity.

So as soon as Nomero left, Rusha couldn't wait to take off the helmet with the crown inlaid and take off the cloud shoulder hanging on her shoulder. After feeling a little comfortable, she couldn't help but curse the Bohemian woman who seemed to be born with strange power. It seemed that in her impression, only the wild girl among the women could run around like a monkey wearing heavy armor.

Nomero came to be a lobbyist for Alexander VI, which was not beyond Ruosha's expectations, and Nomero also took the opportunity to reveal his own intentions to Ruosha.

Obviously, the private secretary already felt that the big tree of Alexander VI seemed to be unreliable, but although the two sides had agreed on conditions before, Nomero made a more detailed request this time.

"Isn't this a whimsical idea when he actually wants to become a Roman guru?" Elliot looked at Ruosha, and when he saw that she didn't seem to be emotionally aroused by his words, he couldn't help but ask with a little concern, "Are you going to agree to him?"

Ruosha did not answer Elliot immediately, but seemed to be thinking about something. She sometimes shook her eyebrows slightly, and sometimes she squinted the corners of her mouth. The cuteness and mischievous appearance made Elliot stunned. However, she soon looked at Elliot with a straight look.

"So who do you think is suitable to manage this city for us?"

Elliot was stunned for a moment and then fell silent. He suddenly realized that as Ruosha said, there were really no people suitable for this matter. Although Scope, the commander of the City Defense Force, seemed to be more suitable for this position, for some reason, Elliot felt that Ruosha had not planned to hand over this position to that person from the beginning.

Nearly Naples or Taranto people were indeed not suitable to become direct managers of Rome.

What they need is a proxy that can be accepted by the Romans, and only in this way can they neither infuriate the Romans nor allow other countries to find excuses to attack.

"This is a city that is difficult to come in, but even more difficult to get out." Ruosha remembered the words that someone had said before. She stood up and slowly walked to the window to look at the city of Rome, which was shrouded in the night outside. Looking at the outline of the hills that were hazy and blurred under the moonlight, she turned to Elliot. "Don't you think we were actually walking into a huge cage, but this cage can only trap those weak prey. In front of the real opponent, this cage will only become the gem that the winner is decorated with the crown."

Ruosha's words made Elliot's heart suddenly move. At this time, he felt that he had truly realized the queen's ambitions. This made him, in addition to his surprise, he couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy excitement from the bottom of his heart.

If she could be her husband, maybe...

This thought made Elliott feel excited for a moment. He felt that he was sent by his father to participate in the trade alliance. Perhaps this trip would have an unexpected gain that he had never thought of before.

The place where Alexander VI met Rusha was not in the Vatican audience hall, but was unexpectedly placed in a temporary tent at the end of the Tiber River Bridge not far from the Castle of St. Angels.

The tent was cleverly built on the center line between the stone slabs extended from the bridge and the Vatican ground, so that both parties could sit down and have a good talk without stepping into each other's territory at all.

Alexander VI's move was undoubtedly the accusation of the Naples army's takeover of the city of Rome. Although the cardinals were very dissatisfied, thinking of the messy situation in the city of Rome, no one dared to stand up and accuse him of "destroying power and humiliating the country" behavior. After all, after the Pope and the City Defense Forces successively expressed neutrality, the cardinals had no one to show off to compete with the Queen of Naples except for the condemnation from God.

Constantine had rushed back to Rome overnight. In fact, after writing the letter of help to his father, he did not stay in the barracks, but quickly took the guards to leave the barracks in the suburbs, because he found that someone seemed to have begun to become restless after discovering the arrival of his new commander of the Pope.

This reminded him of Caesar. He didn't want to end up being beaten into a sieve, so Constantine quickly left with the guards and built a temporary fortress in a nearby village.

But just like his father, Constantine never expected that Ruosha would be so bold to order her army to cross the Pope's defense line and march towards the city of Rome.

When he saw the Popes make way for the Naples in a nearly tacit way, Constantine couldn't help but secretly rejoice for his prescient vision.

He could imagine what would happen if he stayed in the barracks, and as long as he thought about whether he was forced to agree to withdraw or was given to the Naples as a gift by the greedy mercenaries, his already bad reputation would only become even worse.

But what Constantine did not expect was that for his nearly second escape, Rovery Old did not scold him as he had given up Milan as before. On the contrary, after seeing him come back safely, Rovery Older drank a little more glass of wine that night to express his gratitude.

The carriage that Alexander VI was riding slowly walked towards the entrance of the Tiber River Bridge. Unlike other carriages, the Pope's carriage was low in body, and the pull-rod pack horse was also the local horse that was not tall and looked more like a dwarf-like horse.

The carriage slowly stopped, and with the help of his servant, Alexander VI slowly walked out of the carriage. He looked around with some curiosity, then made a single-tone laugh, and then slowly walked into the tent by the servant.

Ruosha has arrived long ago.

Under the silence of the Pope and the City Defense Forces, the Naples army had taken over important areas of the Roman city, the city hall had been taken over, and some places where a large number of mobs had been gathered had been cleared.

So when walking on the road, Ruosha did not see a mob appearing on the street as she did the day before. But when she walked onto the Taibo River Bridge, she encountered some small trouble.

The statue of Alexander VI was pushed across the bridge, and what was worse was that the feces spilled everywhere on it emitted an unconcealed stench this season.

The guards had to find some local residents temporarily. Under the dual importance of muskets and gold coins, they took a lot of effort to clear out the dirty and disgusting obstacles.

So when walking on the Taibo River Bridge, the grenadiers who were originally wary of being nervous looked a little depressed, and some soldiers who were inevitably stained with feces were simply left on the other side of the bridge.

Now, in the air with a faint smell of smell, Ruosha sat there with a serious expression waiting for the Pope to come. When she saw Alexander VI, she bowed to the Pope, then held up his hand and lowered her head to kiss.

When she looked up, she noticed that Alexander VI was looking at her with a strange look.

"Today I asked a murderer who killed my son to kiss my hand gently. This may be God's punishment for me," Alexander VI whispered. He looked at Ruosha carefully, raised his hand and gently stroked her smooth and sweet cheeks with his fingers. A little rough finger slid gently on the skin like snow. Alexander VI sighed softly. "This is really an angel-like face. I finally understand why Alexander wanted to cast Ladia with your image. Your beauty is the most unforgettable masterpiece of God I have ever seen."

Ruosha slowly stood up straight, and she found that the Pope seemed to be hunched. Although Alexander VI was not very strong, she was always full of energy in the past.

"Your Majesty, I am very sorry for Caesar's death, but all of this is God's arrangement." Ruosha answered calmly.

"Is God's arrangement?" Alexander VI smiled slightly mockingly. "For a long time, people believed that the Roman bishop was closest to the will of God and Jesus Christ. People carried out a great crusade with this will, and many times. People had willingly dedicated a part of their harvest to the church according to this will. They did so for centuries. Even when a mistake was made, a powerful monarch had to kneel naked outside the pope's door for a few days begging for forgiveness. But now, even a woman can publicly speak of God's will."

"Your Majesty, please allow me to remind you that this woman is the regent queen of Naples and the conquerors of Rome." Ruosha's face showed a hint of coldness. She looked at the pope's slightly tired eyes, and her chin, which was originally slightly restrained, raised proudly, "And I think you are very clear that only I can solve the problems you are facing now, so now I think you should show me enough respect."

Alexander VI did not show anger towards Ruosha's almost unreasonable attitude. Although the servants next to him were stunned by the Queen's words, the Pope himself just sighed softly.

"This is really ironic. The last person who spoke to me like this was Gonzalo, and your brother Alexander was standing by my side at that time." Alexander VI said in a strange tone. His eyes were staring at Ruosha's expression. Seeing that she seemed to move because of this expression, the Pope shook his head slowly.

"He is still on your side now, as long as you are willing to make a decision that satisfies us all." Ruosha didn't want to continue wasting time. Although there was a river barrier, the disgusting smell on the opposite side was still unbearable. She sat down and looked at the Pope. "We can solve the troubles in front of you, but you need to transfer the right to mint. In addition, you should also know that because the credit of Ladia gold coins is so bad that it is now, it is impossible for us to receive them according to the actual amount of gold coins owned by the Holy See. I think you should be very clear about this."

The Pope listened quietly, and the follower standing beside him quickly recorded Ruosha's words, and at the same time he looked at the Pope from time to time, as if he wanted to see some reaction from his face.

"Is this what Alexander asked you to say?" The pope suddenly asked, seeing Ruosha seemed to be slightly stunned. Alexander VI smiled. He seemed to have completely forgotten Caesar's death at this moment, and there was still some ease in his expression. "It's all a trap from the beginning, right? Let me think about when it all started, and when Alexander went to Wallachia, I remember he once told me that he already owned the copper mine in Hungary.

This is also the reason why I am willing to issue gold coins with the Vatican finances. After all, there is a Hungarian copper mine as a support, so don’t be careful about the troubles that may be caused by insufficient income. Everything started from that time. Yes, there is also the Fugers family. I don’t know what Alexander promised them, but now this family probably makes a lot of money, but I believe that the real winner is Alexander, or you brother and sister, right?"

The pope said as he stood up hard. He walked out of the tent and looked at the opposite side of the Tiber River under the scorching sun. A gust of wind blew, and the smell wrapped in was stronger. The pope frowned slightly and turned to look at Ruosha: "But I don't understand why. I gave him my daughter and even asked him to give birth to a granddaughter for me, but he treated me like this. Can you tell me why it is?"

Looking at the Pope's face that seemed unwilling to give up, Ruosha frowned and endured the unpleasant smell. Although she felt that there was no need to explain at this time, she still said, "All this is because of your own majesty. You probably never noticed that Alexander had given you and Caesar more than once, just because of his ridiculous obsession with your daughter. Caesar could escape safely after irritating him again and again, but you were still not satisfied. You were too obsessed with the Borgia family, and Alexander was not a Borgia. If you could change earlier, Caesar would not die. Now you can still sit on your throne safely, but greed ruined the Borgia family. When he was completely disappointed with you, all this would inevitably happen."

As Ruosha said, Alexander VI's face gradually became ugly. Later, his body even trembled slightly, which scared the followers beside him to support him, but Alexander VI pushed him away very roughly.

"Are you saying that all this is my fault?" Rodrigue Borgia smiled strangely. He waved his hand disapprovingly, and then asked to pat the back of the chair in front of him to low voices. "This is greed. I can see that kind of greed in Alexander's eyes, and you can see from your eyes that you are really similar. If you are not brothers and sisters, I would even think you are more suitable to be his wife. Lucrezia is not, and that Barenti is not." Alexander VI laughed while laughing. He seemed to have not noticed the strange expression that quickly appeared on Ruosha's face when she heard him, but still said to herself. "And you said Alexander is not a Borgia, but you were wrong. He is a real Borgia, and I can guarantee that no matter what kind of achievements he can achieve in the future, he will never be able to get rid of the fact that he is a Borgia."

After saying that, Alexander VI sat around the chair and said to Ruosha with a serious expression: "Then now I think I have the right to know what conditions you have offered for me," he said, "As he said, he smiled like a 'naughty'. "You know that it cost a lot to buy the Pope throne, so I must offer a good price."

Looking at the Pope's cunning face, Ruosha sat down after pondering for a moment. She leaned forward slightly and whispered a number.

The follower who had been recording next to him shook his body after hearing this number, and the quill in his hand fell on the table.

On June 20, 1501, after four days of stalemate from the Vatican, the Queen of Naples and the Cardinals reached an agreement.

In this agreement, the Queen of Naples announced that she still respects the Vatican's lofty status and is willing to provide sufficient protection to the Holy See.

At the same time, the Queen declared that the city of Rome was a non-occupied city, and the Naples army would jointly be responsible for Rome's security and defense in the Pope.

In order to prove that he did not covet Rome, the Queen of Naples rejected the title of Naples's civil servant, and instead gave this title to the Pope's private secretary Nomelo, who was elected by the Cardinals to serve in that position.

This decision obviously surprised many people and relieved them. After all, just thinking about what kind of trouble the queen would bring if she personally served as the Roman civil servant, it would be enough to make many people secretly shocked. After all, it would definitely mean that a competition centered on Rome is inevitable.

It was only at the same time that these agreements were announced that some of the strange things were discovered, that Scoop, which played a key role in the entry of Naples' army into Rome, did not seem to have any benefit.

In addition, the unexpected rise of the Pope's private secretary Nomero made people surprised and seemed to smell a certain stench of betrayal and betrayal.

But these are not the most important. What is most noticeable in this agreement is about the place where Pope Alexander VI was.

In the agreement, this passage determines the fate of Alexander VI, the 214th Roman bishop in history: "The holy Roman bishop, sent by Jesus Christ, travels the world with Christ to inspect various dioceses and preach the gospel."

When the agreement was announced to the Romans, people first became unexpected and then became extremely angry.

Many people shouted to punish "the Vatican liar", while others even shouted the slogan "Kill all Borgia and cut off Rodrigo's heads."

It was at this moment that the Queen of Naples formally proposed to the Cardinals that she was willing to buy the right to mint Ladia.
Chapter completed!