Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

Heidi didn't expect that she would leave so quickly, and she left so many things behind when she left.

Both she and Mr. Medici were aware of the irrational behavior that night, and also understood that there was no room for maneuver in many things.

Fortunately, that gentleman regained his sobriety in time, and did not do any drastic behavior.

Not only watched her go, but also allowed her to leave Florence with some of her assets.

What Heidi fears has nothing to do with sex.

Even on the way to Milan, this incident gave her waves of fear, as if she accidentally stepped on the tail of a poisonous snake.

What she realized was this man's extreme control over himself, and her blind confidence in herself.

For a mature and level-headed person, discovering both is akin to waking up to find yourself sleeping next to a cliff.

People are easy to be swallowed up by ecstatic feelings, easy to be surrounded by clumsy creatures who walk into the abyss of irrationality.

Numerous compliments, repeated successes, and all kinds of material affluence can wear away the prudence and sobriety that should be maintained at all times.

Heidi has apparently been bewitched by an overabundance of praise and crowds over the past four years.

She successfully introduced new drugs and biology, and made new weapons more easily available.

All kinds of wild fantasies and ambitions began to spread, and she even considered using his power to continuously adjust the center of gravity, unify all the way from the Apennine Peninsula, and it would be best to overthrow the Pope's rule and start a new era.

When a modern person comes to ancient times, it is easy to fall into a state of conceit because of the massive amount of information he has, just like a university teacher coming to a village without a gas stove.

But when she stretched out her hand to block the kiss, she suddenly woke up and realized how far she had let her guard down.

Heidi has lived for 90 years, and already thinks that she can recognize the attitude of any opposite sex or even the same sex around her at a glance-like a beast that can quickly distinguish natural enemies from prey.

She has an extraordinary appearance, and has no shortage of suitors from young to old, and as a qualified actor, she also has a lot of research on micro-expressions and various small movements.

But in the past three years, she has never noticed the lord's feelings for her.

——That behavior has nothing to do with passion/desire, but can reflect strong emotions.

The movement of slowly leaning forward to kiss was like a confirmation and an invitation, rather than directly pressing her against the wall to violate her.

Love and hate are the most difficult emotions to hide, and even if you try to control them, you will always show your feet.

But that person got along with her day and night, always kept calm and distant, and didn't even make any unnecessary eye contact during regular meetings.

Even when he was dancing earlier, he didn't deliberately close the distance between the two of them, and his eyes were so indifferent that she couldn't see any flaws.

But at the moment he leaned forward to kiss her, what she saw was love that couldn't be concealed.

Only when drunk to this point will it show some.

"Have I not noticed this all along?"

Heidi finally realizes how unreliable her ego is.

As a person who has lived in modern society, she originally thought that in such ancient times, she could achieve most of her wishes with wisdom, but in fact, some people's city and depth have nothing to do with historical time.

He is not so well controlled and influenced, and hides all his emotions very deeply.

——Now it is a love that is suddenly out of control, and in the future it may be a hatred that has been hidden for many years.

And in the past year, she has begun to interfere with more and more political agendas, and she thinks that she has accurately grasped the preferences and tendencies of the monarch.

How ridiculous.

Leaving Milan not only meant that she and the lord could temporarily keep a distance and calm down, but it was also good for broadening their horizons.

Florence has been adjusted like a sophisticated machine, from economic development to military expansion in an orderly manner. Even if she leaves, the many plans submitted earlier are enough for him to refer to for ten years of governance.

But the problem is that Da Vinci walked so recklessly, which is actually a bit unexpected.

Heidi went to look for him in a moment of panic, and she didn't even think about the proposal.

But this person directly gave up his superior position and generous salary, went home to pack up some belongings, and left with her.

Her jewelry box is still locked in the dark compartment, no one will find it even if there is an earthquake.

It is really impossible for ordinary people to do this for their friends——

If he is not Da Vinci, she really has to wonder if this person is also her admirer.

They set off with Atalante, who played the lyre with increasing proficiency, and her maid Dejo.

Dejo is naturally from the Medici side, and may continue to keep in touch with the Medici family in the future, but this is not a bad thing.

At least for now, she has not broken with the Medici family in name, but is only going out for a temporary visit.

Many workshops and penicillin production plants in Florence are still running uninterrupted, and the loyal manager also promised to write relevant explanatory letters to her regularly for reporting.

All her wealth and assets remain valid, as does her name—

With this surname, she can go to the Medici Bank immediately to seek asylum in any situation in Milan.

Dejo fell asleep in a drowsy jolt, and Atalante was trying to play a tune with leaves.

Da Vinci glanced at the scenery in the countryside, took out his notebook and drew a sketch.

He listened to the puffing sound of Atalante's saliva for a while, leaned out of the carriage, picked a leaf from the wild citrus tree, lowered his head to test the angle, and began to play cheerful and melodious country tunes.

Heidi was sorting out her thoughts aimlessly, but when she heard the song, she came to her senses and motioned for him to pick a piece for herself.

Da Vinci leaned out again and picked an olive leaf for her.

Atalanti frowned, trying to see some tricks.

Heidi thought that the difficulty of this matter should be similar to that of whistling, and imitated him holding the leaves with his hands, and began to try to make intermittent sounds.

She was slower than he to find the knack, but she soon began to play the cheerful "take me home country roads" through the slight movement of her tongue and fingers.

That song was born in 1971. The popular style is also mixed with country style. It is indeed classic and appropriate.

Da Vinci tilted his head to listen to her song, and began to hum along subconsciously.

The young man stood next to him with a sulky face, trying to blow two notes, and finally began to give up on himself, chewed twice and poohed it out.

The journey took a total of ten days, and it was as pleasant as participating in a camping trip.

Da Vinci chatted about the Jewish baby boy born on Good Friday this year, as well as many trivial things in other surrounding countries-the youngest Pope Secretary-General was probably born in Spain, who was born in a noble family and was only eight/nine years old. Although the daughter of the lord of the Principality of Ferrara is young, she has an artistic and aesthetic vision, and invited Botticelli to paint him in the past.

When Heidi heard this, she suddenly remembered her old friend who left without saying goodbye.

He went to Rome with the master Perugino before Christmas last year, and was invited to participate in the creation of murals in the Sistine Chapel. one.

When Xiao Tong came back, he found that the two friends had already left, and he might feel a little disappointed.

"But..." Heidi turned to look at Da Vinci: "Are you still planning to draw?"

When she was a maid, she once tried to add a few more strokes to the textbooks of art history by urging manuscripts, but now it is obviously not practical——

It is hard to estimate how much this gentleman is interested in painting. It is said that he and his assistant spent the whole morning just sorting out various engineering drawings and mechanical drawings.

"Drawing..." Da Vinci paused, but still whispered the truth: "But I have to help the Milan Cathedral solve the problem of the dome first."

I knew it would be like this.

They bought a courtyard in Milan and hired a porter and maids.

The courtyard is not far from the Milan Cathedral, and there is a bustling trade area within 5 minutes of turning right.

Due to the difficulty of explaining her identity, Heidi and Da Vinci decided to describe her as a nobleman who came to vacation and travel in the Medici family after discussion, while he was the painter she hired and belonged to her just like Dejo. men.

It's really a change of identity.

The courtyard is not too big or small, you can raise some hyacinths and fig trees, and a white dog was brought over to watch the gate.

Heidi went to buy some ducks and hens, and built two small nests in the corner with Da Vinci.

Her views on the kennel were stuck in the picture of "Tom and Jerry", so she made a small log cabin when she revised it.

When the beautiful girl was beating with a hammer, Da Vinci looked puzzled and couldn't help but smile.

——She really seems to know everything, and she can do everything very well.

At the beginning, Heidi helped herself repair the damaged door bolt, and now she can saw wood and drive nails by herself, so neatly that he can only pass sundries by the side.

Although it is not very clear why the dog lives in such a small house, but the little white dog wags its tail and seems to like this place quite a lot.

And so a new life begins——

It is more orderly and more peaceful than before.

Today's Milan is a pure land that has nothing to do with war.

People party and drink all night long, colleges and theaters spring up like mushrooms after rain, and even with the high-handed control of the rulers, it seems that every day is filled with a happy atmosphere.

Heidi made a calendar for herself and crossed it from time to time.

It was incredible that it was already May of 1483.

She raised her head and looked at the ducks wagging their buttocks walking around outside the window, and couldn't help laughing.

This kind of life is also very good.

-2-

Since this is Milan, the lord was changed from Medici to Sforza, who didn't know about her arrival, so the eyeliner and surveillance were much less.

Heidi took some time for Dejo to get used to her habit of going out to 'see the show' regularly, and then started to look for more business opportunities with her new attendants, so she could take the opportunity to learn more information.

Leonardo Da Vinci always came back very late, sometimes even in the middle of the night after finishing his work. Obviously, he also devoted himself to the design of the Milan Cathedral—he once again designed a lifting platform that is more suitable for high altitudes. , and took her to see it himself.

Although the cathedral still has no doors and ceilings, the spectacular scene still makes people want to stare at it for a long time.

Countless white spiers stand beside the church like cedars, and the stone bridges on the zenith are staggered like stairs leading to the kingdom of heaven. The stone statues of saints, demons, and common people stand on the sky, and they are covered with pale orange morning light, like compassion the detached person.

There is no need to buy tickets when you go in, which is really a bit uncomfortable.

When he led her across the entire square, she subconsciously looked back at the road next to her.

Da Vinci noticed this, stopped and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Before, it was here.

She looked back at the same angle and saw a sky-blue tram.

An ice cream stand is not far away, and there are people selling pigeon food and balloons.

But now, everything has changed.

"It's nothing." She looked forward and continued to walk forward with him.

To the north of the huge altar is a brilliant stained glass wall, and a red light hangs at a height of tens of meters, shining on the legendary holy object.

It is said that one of the three holy nails that stabbed Jesus on the cross was treasured on this high platform.

"I made a lifting platform that is stable enough that the bishop can take it out during mass - there are only three days in a year." Da Vinci lowered the business and explained the principle to her, and pointed to the nearby Finished mural: "Is this better or my painting better?"

Heidi looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Sir, when will you start painting?"

The other party smiled knowingly: "Tomorrow, I must draw tomorrow."

She went with him to see those murals and icons, constantly comparing her memories.

The gilded crucifix has not yet been hung, and the giant pipe organ with tens of thousands of sound pipes does not exist. There are countless holy pictures painted by stained glass on the lattice glass windows, and craftsmen are carefully completing the reinforcement. Work.

"You can't pass over there." He pointed to the side room and explained: "There are some places that only cardinals can enter."

It doesn't matter, the last time I came, I had already finished shopping.

Heidi originally wanted to chat with him about what the dome looked like later, but stopped talking.

He may create a more perfect work.

When going out alone, Heidi also gradually heard a lot of valuable information in gatherings and pubs.

For example, women here still generally have a higher status and are more respected.

It seems that this has been the case from ancient times to the present. The more developed the economy, the more open and advanced the ideology and culture, the decadent dogmas and shackles have lost their power, and the status of women has also improved to varying degrees.

People from all over drank beer and chatted about political and military gossip, and some people would tell dirty jokes in a nasty way, which caused the cooks and bartenders to laugh.

The young dark-haired beauty slowly ate her favorite caramel apple and heard an interesting piece of old news.

——The previous Sforza, who is now the father of the little lord, used to have a special hobby.

Not only did he have many mistresses, but he also liked to seduce the wives of his friends.

A young man's sister was seduced and abandoned, which directly caused him to summon two other people who also hated the lord, and assassinated him to death in St. Stephen's Church.

Today's little lord is obsessed with fun and enjoyment, throwing all his power to the newly married guardian-Lodovico Sforza.

People in the tavern prefer to call him 'themoor' instead of the apprehensive and apprehensive address of Lord Lord in Florence.

He has black hair and black eyes like a Moor, and he is quite happy with this title.

Moor sounds like moro, which means mulberry tree in Italian.

Thanks to the lord's rather enlightened policies, the love of him has grown throughout Milan, so that turquoise has become a fashionable color today-even the curtains in the tavern.

The regent obviously learned the lesson of his brother's tragic death, and never rashly provoke other married women.

But he also had a lot of mistresses before marriage, and also after marriage-and he also maintained a cohabitation relationship with them, and some people even gave birth to a son or two daughters for him.

The bride didn't seem to mind it either, and would even drink with them.

This matter is the most popular news nowadays, and even Dejo couldn't help but chat a few words.

Heidi listened to the relevant explanations in silence, and suddenly began to think about whether the child the bride would conceive in the future was a real Sforza——

There are often only two possibilities for a woman's indifference to her partner's infidelity.

She doesn't love him, or she loves many people.

In the Middle Ages, separate sex orgies were nothing new.

Using the gold coins she had saved, she purchased two dairy workshops and merged them into one factory.

There are huge herds of cattle raised nearby, and the price of milk is unbelievably cheap.

And Heidi also has a good understanding of how to make cheese and various snacks. In just two months, she has improved the production line and manufacturing process several times, and the sales of the products are quite tight.

Money, once invested properly, will lay eggs like a crazy hen.

By August, she had twice as much property as when she came, and bought three new workshops in one go.

The weather is getting hotter, and it is obvious that you will get sunburned if you go out for a walk.

Heidi quietly bought some saltpeter and came back to make ice cubes. Fruit shaved ice is really a long-lost enjoyment.

Looking for something to do after recreation, she went around the houses again—then she came to Leonardo da Vinci's studio, where she suddenly became interested.

Up to now, Heidi is very familiar with the process and process of tempera painting.

What's more, she knew how to draw in her previous life.

And it's very well drawn.

Modern paints are stable, well-filled jars or tubes.

In this era, many things are still in the early stages of development, but they are enough.

Heidi found herself some paint and couldn't help laughing when she caught a glimpse of copper sulfate blue.

She decided to paint a lily pond in a similar Impressionist style, with a more modern approach to smudging the colors.

Da Vinci just caught a glimpse of this scene when he came back with a caramel apple.

When he stood outside the window to see all this clearly, his expression was blank for a long time, and many of the stories he had heard in his mind disappeared, leaving only countless vivid emotions.

Heidi—Heidi is drawing? !

Why can she also draw - or was she able to do this before she met herself?

The brunette was concentrating on applying the color, her expression relaxed and gentle.

The water lilies in her paintings are smudged with multiple colors, and the depth of the river water is also quite clear.

There is no Madonna and Child, no mythology, and no Christ-related elements of any kind.

What she is painting is pure nature.

The water lily opened its petals, and the river water rippled slightly, and the sun fell on the water, revealing a light golden luster like melted honey.

That painting didn't have any obvious lines, as if it was just smeared layer by layer with color, and different colors would blend together, but the effect was quite wonderful.

At this moment, his mind was blank, and he looked at the painting for a long time before looking at her again.

Heidi leaned over to mix the color evenly, slightly curly black hair fell on her shoulders, and her slender and fair neck was looming.

Her careless expression reminds people of a flower god wandering in the forest, and her light blue eyes are as clear as gemstones.

Compared with the appearance when we first met five years ago, she has become more intellectual and mature, even if her long eyebrows are raised slightly, she has a bewitching charm——

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his heart began to beat faster, even the blood seemed to start to flow at a faster speed, and there seemed to be something buzzing in his mind.

She is so peaceful and so beautiful.

Even the falling broken hair is perfect like Giotto's brushstrokes...

His heartbeat was still accelerating, and it even gave him a somewhat trance-like feeling.

Da Vinci covered his mouth with his hand a second before taking a deep breath, then quickly put the dessert by the window sill, hurried back to his bedroom, picked up his notebook and forced himself to continue calculating and working.

He couldn't explain the feeling he had just had, but found himself giggling on the way back to the bedroom.

The feeling of rapid heartbeat is so strange that people want to experience it again, and it seems that the whole world is quiet when staring at her.

And that painting, the multi-layered colors and the design without lines in that painting, as well as the subtle and elusive outlines...

Da Vinci covered his face with his hands, realizing that his cheeks were slightly hot.

He took another deep breath, reached out and tapped his forehead, wanting to return to work.

But when he came back to his senses, he saw that there were no calculation formulas or force analysis diagrams in the notebook, but what was drawn with a pencil... was her profile.

The slightly drooping eyes were painted without any difference, and the lips were only half painted.

The painter who had never been tempted in 31 years pushed away his notebook and buried his face in the book for a long time.

Just now, for a moment, he even wanted to open the door and go in to kiss her.Something went wrong, please refresh and try again