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"Medici? Sir, are you going to their palace?"

Heidi didn't expect the accident to happen so quickly, and her first reaction was whether her gold coins were well hidden, or whether someone dug them out and took them away.

Da Vinci obviously didn't think about it, and only explained: "If you don't want to, I can write you a letter of recommendation to help you find a new job."

"But...why should I go to Ducale Palace tomorrow?"

Heidi frowned slightly, feeling uneasy.

Her identity here is just an unknown little maid. Even if she goes to live in the palace with Da Vinci, she should not be paid more attention by those nobles.

There must be something wrong.

After a long time, Da Vinci opened his mouth.

"Do you know the 'Blood Mass' held in April this year?"

"what is that?"

In April this year, during the High Mass at Easter, an assassination took place.

The Pazzi family and some of their opponents organized hundreds of assassins to rush into the church in the Archbishop of Pisa, intending to kill their two brothers.

Lorenzo's younger brother died in the riot and was buried at the age of 20.

He escaped, however, and hid to the end in the sacristy.

The entire city of Florence fell into a riot. The streets were full of assassins and guards, and mutilated corpses and severed limbs could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Blood splashed on the portrait of the Holy Father, and the whole city was stained red.

In the end, the bishop of Pisa was hanged from the windows of the Palazzo Viggio.

Also hanged to dry, were the bodies of the Pazzi family and all the assassins.

"Ailes Andreno Philippe, that is, the Mr. Keg you know," Da Vinci said indifferently: "He painted the hanging scene completely on the wall of the city hall with his own hands, such as The mouthpiece of the Medici family warned all the citizens."

Heidi was startled, and suddenly felt like being woken up by ice water.

It took her a long time to have a little sense of security in this era.

But this is the bloody Renaissance, with rebellion, massacres, and all the things she doesn't want to face.

"Every time you take me to the chapel, you avoid going there specially, because you don't want me to see that scene."

Da Vinci shrugged: "His paintings are indeed very vivid."

There is no justice or evil in the game of interests and desire for power, and those who survive have the right to interpret everything.

It is also for this reason that he has stayed away from the court for a long time.

Once involved in the vortex, no one can help themselves.

"Therefore, it is not unreasonable for him to allow you to enter the palace to be my assistant and maid after seeing you in person." Da Vinci thought, "Mr. Medici doesn't seem to be interested in business, but cultural and artistic activities do. It’s notoriously passionate.”

Heidi thought for a long time, then nodded: "Sir, I will go with you tomorrow."

She has no better choice.

I seem to be close to the context of history now, be it Medici or Leonardo da Vinci, at least they are people who know something in history books and art galleries.

If I leave here completely and go to the house of someone I don't know at all to find a new life, I may not even know how I died.

They got up early the next day, and as soon as breakfast was finished, the carriage was waiting at the door.

Heidi now knows a small amount of Italian, but she is a little clumsy in imitating many long consonants.

The only good thing is that Italian has retained many Latin words. Not long after I first came here, I could half understand the conversations of many neighbors.

She sat beside Da Vinci, her body shaking slightly due to the bumps of the carriage, she was a little lost in thought.

Lorenzo Medici.

This name has also been heard many times in the Uffizi Gallery.

At present, he is the organizer of countless carnival feasts in the eyes of the townspeople, a lord with great skills, and the 'Glorious Duke Lorenzo'.

Young, courageous, spend money like water.

This name seemed to be a switch, reminding her of many dusty clues.

He would die fourteen years later, destroying the checks and balances that had been laboriously managed between the city-states for years.

Immediately afterwards, King Charles II of France invaded Italy, all the way to Florence.

Lorenzo's successor, Piero, tried to cede Pisa for peace, but was deposed by angry citizens.

Immediately afterwards, a lunatic ascended amidst the chaos, lighting a fire of vanity in Town Hall Square.

This fire destroyed all the objects of "worldly pleasure". The poems and paintings of countless masters, women's mirrors, robes, and even many porcelains from China were all reduced to dust in this catastrophe.

Heidi suddenly trembled.

She can't just think about how to protect herself.

Now America is still a barren land, and she can’t even escape to the United States as early as in her previous life—it’s also impractical to escape to France, she only knows German, English and Latin, and the little French she has mastered can’t be remembered at all now up.

Lorenzo must not die, Florence must not perish.

Once she doesn't intervene in these matters, she will live in war and turmoil for the rest of her life, and everything may go beyond redemption.

Da Vinci's paintings, Mr. Keg himself, and countless works of art in this city will all be buried in that catastrophe.

She shuddered, like a traveler awakened in a fog.

"Are you okay?" Da Vinci looked sideways at her: "If you don't want to go, it's too late to regret it now."

"It's okay, I'm a little cold." She wrapped her shawl tightly.

It is now November, and the weather is indeed getting cooler.

The carriage stopped at the side door, and the servant led them to the previous office.

This is the first time Heidi has entered the Ducale Palace.

She hasn't been to a place like this for a long time.

The walls were painted with a creamy lacquer, and the gilt decoration was exquisite and unique.

Famous paintings in the old style hang everywhere, and there are many ivory statues, many of them by the old Greek masters.

The Persian rug is thick and soft, and it makes no sound when stepped on.

She used to own such a residence, but that was all in her previous life.

When the two arrived in the office, the nobleman lowered his head and finished processing the official documents, and then raised his head after a while.

The two doors were quickly closed, and then two servants stood guard at the door.

"Is this your maid?"

"Yes." Da Vinci said without changing his expression, "I brought it from Vinci Town."

Medici put the quill back to its original place, and said unhurriedly: "This lie is not clever."

"You don't think I'm suspicious enough to send someone to the village to find out about her existence and details." He raised his head, stared at the girl with black hair and blue eyes, and said in a playful tone, "But if, I Did that."

Da Vinci took a deep breath and stood in front of Heidi.

"She fled from France, my lord, if you think it's inappropriate, you can send her out of the palace, please don't embarrass her."

Heidi didn't know the court rules very well, and she didn't dare to speak rashly, so she just lowered her head and didn't say much.

"Keshma."

Another valet brought up a tray, which contained several items found in Da Vinci's workshop.

"But what if she's a witch?"

Lorenzo raised his hands, his fingers like the wings of a white crow: "I ask you, what is this?"

Da Vinci looked over in astonishment, and recognized the sealed blue crystal in the bottle at a glance.

Not only that, but there is also a glass dish with orange peel next to it, and there are mold spots growing on it.

A small vial contained the collected pus, and many strange things.

Heidi felt that even her blood was frozen, and the chill rushed up from the soles of her feet, making her unable to even move.

None of her jewelry was found, but all these little things of little value were found.

But these things alone are enough to falsely accuse her of being a witch and have her burned alive by the Holy See in the square.

"Miss Keithler—" Da Vinci couldn't even recognize what these were, but subconsciously shook his head and said, "She's not a witch, absolutely not, she won't mutilate babies—"

"Please be quiet for a while." Lorenzo looked at the silent girl behind him, and repeated the name: "Kiesler? It seems that I have never heard of this surname."

"Is there anything else you want to justify?" He seemed to have made up his mind, and his tone was quite flat: "Keshima, send her to the Holy See."

"Wait a minute." The girl suddenly said.

She doesn't know what this person really thinks, but now she has to protect herself.

If this was a modern society, this bastard could be sued for stealing personal belongings, and she even missed her lawyer a little bit.

"I'm definitely not a witch."

She turned her head to look at the things on the tray, calmed down, and began to mobilize all her acting skills.

Heidi raised her head, and when she looked at the lord, there was no fear in her eyes, and she even smiled.

"My name is Hedwig Eva Maria Kiesler."

"I am an alchemist from the Holy Roman Empire."

The author has something to say: So speaking a few more foreign languages ​​might save lives (x

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【January 1, manuscript deposit notes】

Daily mistakes Botticelli and Florence (1/1)

[This book is purely fictitious, intended to restore the style of the European Middle Ages]

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"Fire of Vanity"

Source: The story behind Guanfu Museum's "Fire of Vanity"

In the second half of the 15th century, Florence, although the culture and arts were extremely splendid, could not hide her economic decline.In the era of economic crisis, the voice against the extravagance and corruption of the ruling class is the easiest to get the response of the broad masses of the people.Savonarola's struggle was not only aimed at the Pope at the time, but also his patrons, the Medici family.

Less than two years after the death of Lorenzo I, in 1494, the 24-year-old French King Charles VIII invaded Florence.The Medici family was defeated and forced into exile, and it was not until 1512 that they returned to Florence to resume their rule.

When there was a power vacuum in Florence in 1494, Savonarola transformed himself into the spiritual leader and secular monarch of the city, establishing the Florentine religious republic.

In the following four years, there were so many rules and regulations, and the purge movement quickly degenerated into a horrific atrocity that destroyed civilization: pornography, gambling and drugs were banned, and drinking, playing music, and playing chess were also banned. Turned into brutal execution...

In short, when the capital has been publicly owned but the power is still highly private, the streets and alleys of Florence began to smell of fascism.The most famous achievement during Savonarola's administration was the "fire of vanity".

In 1497, he sent minors to collect books, paintings, poems, chess and cards, musical instruments such as lutes, sculptures with non-Catholic themes, exquisite furniture, gorgeous robes and women's hats, and even cosmetics and mirrors. It is also included in the category of luxury goods, and of course the Chinese porcelain collected by the Medici family is indispensable.

All these "beautiful things" found were labeled as "hedonism" and thrown into the "Piazzadella Signoria" (Piazzadella Signoria) in Florence for burning.Even Botticelli, who likes pagan themes the most, is convinced or fearful of this mad monk, throwing a large number of his masterpieces into this pile of "vanity fire" without hesitation, as a show of loyalty to the fundamentalist rulers the nomination certificate.

Ironically, in the year before the embers of the "fire of vanity" were still extinguished, the mad monk Savonarola was hanged and burned by the masses in the same square.

"Renaissance · Alchemy"

Source: Baidu Encyclopedia - Alchemy

The Renaissance subverted the world that Catholicism told everyone, so philosophers had to seek other ways to explain the world.

Almost at the same time, the idea of ​​Jewish mysticism also began to further penetrate into alchemy, especially marked by the introduction of Kabbalah.

Alchemists began to use the teachings of Kabbalah to understand the world.The tree of Kabbalah, or the tree of life, which builds the world, is believed to be the cornerstone from which God forged all things in the world.

Because of the development of anatomy at that time, the "balance theory of four fluids" proposed by Aristotle became more and more untenable.

Hohenheim believes that everything in the world has a soul, and the highest soul is the entire universe.

His achievements in the field of alchemy lie mainly in his development of the "sulfur-mercury" system, to which he added a new element: salt.At the same time, he also made a new definition of his "salt-sulfur-mercury" system: salt is the body, sulfur is the soul, and mercury is the spirit. These three bases constitute everything in the world.