Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

Heidi's business is getting bigger and bigger.

In her previous life, she had been living in poverty, and a large amount of film salary was poured into wrong investments, so that she didn't save much savings in her later years.

Probably because she has learned too many lessons, she is now more cautious and cautious about wealth, and at the same time is constantly adjusting her strategy.

The penicillin pharmacy is actually a semi-state-owned existence, and the actual control is in the hands of the Medici family.

——This incident is quite in line with historical laws. Medici’s golden family crest merchant has five red balls, which was once speculated by later generations as a drug seller.

Whether the red pattern symbolizes the dent on the shield of the ancestor knight, or is it used to represent the symbol of money exchange and transaction, she has also heard many sayings.

But Heidi is still relieved to see such a coat of arms hanging on many of her properties.

Her wealth has a guardian.

As long as the family remains prosperous, even thieves may not dare to sneak in.

In addition to the many textile workshops that she began to build one after another, she also bought another piece of land for a pigment production workshop.

Although the production and reduction methods of copper sulfate blue have been freely disclosed to the public, Heidi left behind the preparation method of Prussian blue and applied for a patent to the government.

As early as more than 100 years ago, there were similar settings in the UK. Now it is a period of rapid development of various new theories and technologies, and the protection and profit of patented technologies are obviously also quite important.

Lorenzo not only approved the design of Prussian blue, but also patented the method of preparing penicillin.

Now there are quite a few traveling merchants selling 'penicillin' with similar vials, coaxing poor people who are eager to get medical treatment to hand over all the money - which made Heidi have to brand Medici's family crest directly on the bottle , to differentiate and display.

While filling out the patent specification, the clerk asked her what the blue color should be called.

Heidi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly found that this inherent name could no longer be used.

In the field of chemistry, it should be called iron blue.

It is also called Prussian blue because it was once used for long-term dyeing of German military uniforms.

But neither of these conforms to today's historical common sense, and it's hard to explain even if they are named that way.

"Actually, after we saw the murals created by Mr. Botticelli using this blue color, we quietly named it in private." The clerk suddenly laughed a little embarrassedly: "Because it is really beautiful——and the group Bluestone is a completely different tone, much deeper and more distant."

"Hey?" Heidi asked in surprise, "What's your name?"

"Pulchracaerulea." The other said with a shrug, "Latin for blue beauty."

She was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Then let's register like this, it sounds nice."

It was at this juncture that Sforza's wedding was finally coming.

It is now September, and the weather is gradually getting cooler. There are motorcades coming and going in the city, which is extraordinarily lively.

According to the practice of Florence, marriage is generally divided into three stages, and each stage has many steps.

First, the intermediary introduces the situation to the families of both parties, and then the man brings gifts to visit as a guest, but cannot have direct contact with the woman.

After the details of the wedding are settled, the party will be held at either party's home.

Only male members are allowed to participate in this stage, and the man needs to bring more generous gifts, the most important of which is jewelry, which will be used for future wedding dresses.

And the most important part is the wedding ring day.

The bride should prepare a generous dowry to ensure a prosperous life after marriage—if she is a poor orphan girl, she can only spend her life in a monastery without any property, and it is difficult to get a consummation. marriage.

The groom needs to prepare luxurious dresses and jewelry for her to show the identity and status of both families.

Since the Alberti family was active in Florence, and Sforza was the lord of Milan, they could only hold a family banquet here first, then take the bride to Milan the next day, and then start a parade around the city after arriving. to further inform the public.

As one of the family members she made friends with, Heidi was also invited to the wedding scene and caught a glimpse of the scene where the bride and groom exchanged rings.

The lady had her dark brown hair coiled under a hat, her slender neck and collarbone were exposed together, her gown was made of light gold and dark blue brocade, and there were huge jewels on her neck and fingers.

Her sleeves were embroidered with acanthus leaf patterns, and her skirt was covered with tiny snow-white foam-like pearls. When she looked at her husband, there was a little pride and coquettishness in her eyes.

When the swearing-in session is over, the groom leans over and kisses the bride, and the people begin to cheer and enjoy the celebration and banquet.

Theater actors were invited to perform skits, and the sound of piano playing was drowned out by loud laughter.

There are long tables and bouquets of flowers on the green grass, the servants are refilling wine and giving glasses, and many people dance together in long lines.

The appearance of the waltz is actually related to Heidi, but people don't know it.

In this era, people's dance is like a team marching side by side and changing constantly.

The waltz and related dance steps do not exist, and it seems a bit indecent to be too close.

At the lord's birthday party last New Year's, she drank two extra glasses of cider, and then taught a four or five-year-old boy how to dance.

The little boy's face was like a pure angel, and his smile was clean and good-looking. After a while, he was able to hold her hands and twirl around the entire hall, attracting the attention of many people for a time.

In the subsequent banquets, she never saw the boy again, and she didn't take this matter to heart.

When I went to Milan to attend Sforza's birthday party, many people started dancing like this.

At that time, Heidi thought that her memory was wrong, so she asked the locals where this new dance came from, or if someone had already danced it like this.

The other party's answer was completely beyond her expectations: "——It came from Rome, it's very fashionable, isn't it?"

Rome?

Shouldn't it be Florence?

Until now, almost everyone has started to dance like this.

This new type of dance not only combines the unique hand-holding and hugging of the waltz, but also endows the court dance with a sense of seriousness and ceremony.

Coupled with those waltzes created by imitating the blue Danube, it is really decent.

Forward, backward, spinning—

Heidi didn't intend to correct the specific steps, so she followed them in the long line and danced with strangers.

Accompanied by the swaying of the piano, people take turns and exchange dance partners at the same time.

The moment she turned back, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of familiar eyes.

Lorenzo took her hand with one hand and led her on.

The sound of fiddles and bagpipes made the courtyard extraordinarily boisterous, and the song of the lute was reminiscent of a nightingale.

She imitated the steps of others, holding his hand forward and back, and when she spun, the green skirt was like a blooming cornflower.

The other party was silent and quiet, as if they were the same as those strangers who didn't know her, not even a word of communication.

Heidi listened to the music with strange melody, and suddenly thought that she had been here for almost four years.

In the first year, he entered the Palace of Ducale. In the second year, he started microbiology. In the third year, he came back from Milan to learn about the battle report and the situation. In the fourth year, that is, this year, two national leaders passed away one after another. A new era has just begun .

There is no feeling of passing.

When she came here, this body was probably what she looked like when she was 19 years old. Counting it now, she should be 23 in three months.

Lorenzo looked down at her, his feet speeding up or stopping to follow the rhythm of the music.

If he leaned down a little more, he could kiss her forehead and even her lips.

Just keep your head down, and even pretend it was an accident.

Her hair smelled of hyacinths, and her neck was long and slender.

Just like that, he was half-embraced in his arms, as if he was his lover.

His breathing paused for two or three seconds, then quietly continued.

"Mr. Lorenzo?" Heidi faintly felt a little strange, and asked in a low voice with concern: "Are you suffering from gout again? How are you doing recently?"

"Yeah." He lightly looked away, looking at the statue of the god in the distance.

"It seems that you are suppressing something." She also looked up into the distance, her tone was gentle and with a slight smile: "If you are worrying about political affairs, don't worry too much—it will get better."

No, it's repressing not to kiss you.

For a moment, Lorenzo even thought of other possibilities.

If it were another man, by virtue of his status as a lord, he would even invite her to be his mistress, and even have a child with her.

But he wouldn't do it, and neither would she.

The violin played a long coda, and the crowd separated like waves again, and then exchanged dance partners in a cross shape.

The two of them separated peacefully without looking back at each other.

-2-

Women's exposure to politics is nothing new.

And some will do it better than men.

When Heidi attended the meeting of the Consular Council, she was calm and generous, even with powerful eyes.

She did not speak or raise objections in the previous meetings, but observed the attitudes and tendencies of the vast majority of people, as well as the focus of their current discussions.

After Da Vinci repaired the water system and traffic around Florence, the irrigation and drainage efficiency of the city and its surrounding areas improved a lot.

The city defense buildings he built have also been improved a lot in defense, and the settings of the elevators are quite reasonable.

In this case, people began to discuss the situation of peripheral trade and diplomacy.

When the aimless discussion was almost over, someone looked at Miss Medici who had been silent all the time, and said half-jokingly: "It seems that we have one more loyal observer."

Heidi didn't speak rashly, but unfolded the map before slowly getting up.

"My suggestion is to strengthen control of Pisa and develop military power to take Lucca away."

As soon as this sentence came out, many people showed surprise or mocking eyes, obviously they didn't quite agree with it.

She didn't pause, but showed them the surrounding situation.

"The bloody mass a few years ago is very clear to everyone."

The archbishop of Pisa and the Paley family launched an assassination, and the lord's brother also died in the disaster.

"The geographical location of Pisa is quite close to Milan, Genoa, Modena and Lucca. Not only can it be influenced by multiple duchies alternately, but it also occupies the only sea outlet in Florence." She raised her head with firm eyes. The voice was calm: "If the management here is not strengthened, once Pisa rebels, the entire Florence fleet will be affected."

As soon as this sentence came out, some people tried to refute: "But you shouldn't think about expanding the army—you also know how uncontrollable those mercenaries are."

When there is a war, they are troops driven by profit, and whoever pays them will fight for them.

And when there is no war, they are disasters themselves.

The mercenary group itself has a huge organization, and the source of population is also very complicated. Sometimes even their leaders may not be able to control it well.

In peacetime, these mercenaries would wander around the city idle, and would create disturbances and violate property or women, and sometimes caused too much trouble, and would deny it uniformly.

He has a higher combat effectiveness than the rogues, and he will demand all kinds of absurd rewards, otherwise he will cause even greater disturbances.

Although there is a contract to be bound, it is not suitable for large-scale development——

For example, the Principality of Milan was founded by a bloody coup, and now it has to follow the example of the Medici to open various ceremonies and performances, and further win over various bloodlines with ancient nobles, so as to further control the balance of the political structure.

"Mercenaries can have a better way to deal with them," she said without thinking: "And they can also become guardians of peace."

Lorenzo, who was sitting high, raised his eyebrows: "You mean?"

"Land and farming." Heidi took out a detailed note and began to explain the specific content: "In the research report I submitted, a large number of mercenaries requested resettlement and land after the war."

"If they are given a fixed location for farming or grazing, and sign a contract to control the sharing, riots can be effectively reduced."

Part of the content obtained on that land is paid to the lord as rent, and the other part of the income can directly belong to them.

In peacetime, reduce the price of commissions, or directly convert commissions into more tangible jobs.

Horse raising, animal husbandry, farming, there are always enough suitable jobs for these rough people to do.

When it comes to war, they will encircle the territory and earn part of the commission as a reward.

"This is really a suggestion that makes people laugh out loud - do you want them to plow the land and herd sheep like farmers?" Someone stood up and asked: "Over time, they will directly form new forces, and even directly think that the place It's always theirs!"

"So we have to rotate every two years and let them move places." Heidi said without thinking: "Regular migration can reduce the sense of belonging, and this is not a big problem."

"No—the point is not the rotation, but the combat power." Mr. Ruchelle showed a disapproving expression: "The reason why the commission is expensive is because they have to train them to practice and learn to fight—if they are used to being a shepherd, it is true And when the war strikes, they'll just be as stupid as a porcupine."

Heidi directly signaled her subordinates to distribute the copied strategic outline, without any intention of backing down.

"That too can be resolved."

"On the one hand, the soldiers in charge of farming and grazing and the soldiers in charge of defending the city are divided into two groups, and they are rotated every six months. You can also order those mercenaries to reclaim wasteland and open up fields so that they can grow more wheat."

"On the other hand, our war should not focus on ordnance and manpower." She paused for a moment and said with emphasis: "Instead, we should seek the help of gunpowder."

"No, Miss Medici," Mr. Rucellai shook his head and said, "The Venetians employ light cavalry from Damatia and Greece, and the power of crossbowmen and longbowmen should not be underestimated—as for the fire you mentioned The blunderbuss, though easy to make, cannot even kill a horse."

"Is she talking about an arquebus?" Lorenzo frowned and said, "Sforza showed me similar weapons, and I heard that they are more powerful than firecrackers."

"It's a flintlock musket, sir." Heidi turned to look at the side door, signaling the attendants to invite her old friend over: "We are in Florence, and we have extremely good and outstanding gun designers."

The moment the side door opened, Da Vinci walked out with a crossbow.

The thing in his hand is completely different from the guns people have seen.

Both muzzles and matchlock guns need to be filled with ammunition from the muzzle, but this gun has a mechanism near the handle, and there is no clumsy lead rope hanging from the front.

Not only that, Da Vinci was followed by two attendants who came in with a hollow iron gate.

"Please allow me to demonstrate."

Lorenzo nodded slightly, signaling for them to open the door, and let everyone watch the demonstration in the atrium south of the conference hall.

The iron gate was fixed by stones and placed on the flat ground. Not far away, there were two or three pigeons jumping around in the shade.

Da Vinci showed the construction of the long gun to the gentlemen, and loaded three ammunition into it in front of them.

The principle of the gun is to use the spring device and gunpowder to allow the ammunition to be ejected with a great impact, so as to achieve the purpose of killing the enemy at a long distance.

The ammunition itself may not have a big hole in the body of a person or horse, but the impact will directly blow out a big hole in the fragile body.

And in the case of limited means of first aid and hemostasis, this is the lethal force.

Da Vinci has been researching related content, but inspired by Heidi, he made a more wise flintlock device.

When he pulls the trigger, the anvil will hit the flint for ignition hard on the fire door under the action of the spring, and the spark can ignite the gunpowder to cause the percussion, which in turn triggers the firearm to fire.

Compared with this rather old-fashioned flintlock musket, people in this era are still using matchlocks as ignition tools—thick and long ropes like elephant trunks must be hung from the muzzle of the gun to the ground, and must be kept In the burning state, once it burns out, it needs to be replaced at any time.

Even a small change is enough to cause a completely different effect and improvement.

People hid in a distant place cautiously, only Heidi stood behind Da Vinci.

Her blue dress looked like an iris in the sun, and her black hair was slightly curly, elegant and heroic.

This weapon was manufactured and tested by her and Leonardo together.

Powerful enough and deadly enough.

"three."

"two."

"one."

As Da Vinci pulled the trigger, there was a bursting roar——

"boom!"

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

After the three rounds were fired, the air immediately smelled of gunpowder smoke, and even the ground trembled slightly.

As the smoke dissipated, people poked their heads out again to see the condition of the old door.

On the seemingly solid steel, there are three clear and rolled muzzles, and the effect is amazing.

"It's powerful enough, but also efficient enough." She turned her head to look at Lorenzo who was not far away, and then at the surprised congressmen.

Some people even approached Da Vinci cautiously to caress the iron plate after inquiring about it, and even tried to reach out and tear off the edge that was blown apart.

It was obviously like a broken paper bag, but when I stretched out my hand to break it, it didn't move at all.

Is... so powerful?

After this meeting, the Consular Council held several more meetings and finally adopted her suggestion.

Florence began to expand the mercenary group with a more active attitude, and at the same time issued a land reclamation order.

Not only that, but Pisa has also been stationed in a number of mission officials, euphemistically called diplomats.

The blacksmith shop has received multiple deals one after another, and a special ordnance production factory has also begun to be built in the west of the city. It is said that it will be completed in two or three years.

Just as these changes were developing, some rumors began to spread like wildfire.

Some people are talking about whether the Medici will repeat history and come back to the last round of whore politics.

400 years ago, several aristocratic women in the city of Rome became the mistresses of the Pope, and their opinions began to control the entire Holy See.

They bewitched the pope with their beautiful looks, and their descendants became popes one after another, and the majesty of the Holy See burst into pieces one after another.

This title is used on the current lord, it seems a bit dark and ugly.

He is the one who has no illegitimate children among the many lord countries, and he has always been praised by people for his integrity, majesty and kindness.

And the young woman who joined the consular meeting also seemed to be a devout believer, and she didn't even have a lover.

Although this kind of rumor seems absurd and ridiculous, perhaps it is precisely because of the absurdity and novelty that it is used by idlers to make eclectic speculation.

But also quickly disappeared.

After Lorenzo finished replying to the secret report written by Keshima, he glanced at Heidi standing by the window.

She was staring into the distance, still waiting for her response about the expansion of the army.

"What are you looking at?" He asked lightly.

Heidi withdrew her gaze and said subconsciously, "I'm thinking... If I live on the south bank of the Arno River in the future, I might be able to go for a walk at the foot of Mount Boboli occasionally, and I might feel very comfortable."

She turned around and looked at him with a smile: "Have you made a decision?"

She knew nothing about those gossips, and no one dared to say a word in front of her.

He calmly destroyed all of this in the dark, as if nothing happened.

Lorenzo withdrew his gaze and hummed lightly.

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