Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

Things are a little more complicated right now.

The young son of Borgia was taken to the nearest Old Palace for a short rest, but his two servants stayed not far from Heidi all the time, obviously not intending to leave.

Heidi did not take off the suitcase, but went back to the palace to discuss matters with others first.

Both the servant and the Keshma were stopped outside the gate, but there was no need to jump out the window and escape.

There are so many emergencies at the moment, even if you want to deal with them one by one, it is obviously not a good thing.

First of all, the Pope's illegitimate son, Mr. Borgia Jr.

A few years ago, he was taken by her to dance a waltz at the ball, and now he came all the way from Rome to find her when he reached the age of engagement.

Heidi didn't feel flattered by this, but felt that things were much more complicated than she imagined.

Love at first sight and perseverance until death are probably things that only exist in fairy tales, at least in the world she lives in, people are no different than 500 years later, they are all animals driven by interests.

The asylum given to her by the Medici family, people's enthusiasm and support for her, as well as the favors and gifts from the businessmen in Milan are all based on the consideration of the greatest benefit.

——And this young man, not only appeared in the notorious Borgia family, he had to compete with his brothers and sisters for many resources since he was a child, and he became the lucky winner in the end. It is absolutely impossible for him to be as innocent and innocent as his appearance.

The Medici were a huge threat to the Holy See, winning the previous two wars, and many family members had infiltrated the Holy See.

If this family is allowed to continue to develop like this, even the city emblem of Rome may become an iris.

Borgia was able to come here at such a young age to run amok, if she said that there was no tacit approval of the Pope behind it, she would absolutely not believe it.

As long as she marries, whether it's a conspiracy or a real intention to please, it will be able to achieve a delicate check and balance between the central and southern regions.

The second thing is the war directly predicted by Caesar Borgia.

In this ancient age, intelligence itself was both important and thin.

If a city is not well developed, the lord is also a confused person. Even if he is told a year in advance that the French will come, there is no way to improve the situation too much.

France has a wider territory and a stronger military force.

Not only that, but the pope is actually in their hands - another complex historical legacy.

A few years ago, the spider king of France deliberately created chaos and instructed the assassins to pretend to be Neapolitans and cause riots during the parade. She witnessed the murder and had a high fever for several days.

The consequence of that incident was that the old king was assassinated by the Medici while he was recuperating in the castle, and the heir, Charles VIII, was only 16 years old, and the ambitious Duke and Duchess of Bourbon were still in power and regent.

The course of history was many years earlier than she expected.

Lorenzo didn't leave the living room hastily, and talked about the war in front of all of them for a while.

"France is in the northwest, the Holy See is in the south."

If there are armies on both sides attacking at the same time, the situation will be much more serious than previous wars.

"Not only that," Leonardo shook his head, "There is Spain to the west."

Behind the relationship between Spain and the Borgia family, if they really participate in the division of interests, it will be a huge burden to send a few more fleets over.

"Since they know about this and are willing to fight the French's plan, they are in a traitorous state." Heidi said solemnly: "The Holy See does not want to be controlled by the French, and at the same time resists the influence of Florence. That’s why I came here directly to force cooperation.”

The state of coexistence and death is enough to promote the binding of political marriage and interests, and the love words muttered by Mr. Borgia have no power before these games.

"How long will it take for the French to call?" Botticelli asked suddenly.

"It will take at least three to five months, depending on whether they plan to cross the Alps or directly across the sea."

"That's enough to hold a wedding ring tour." Botticelli raised his eyebrows and looked at Heidi with a more relaxed attitude: "What are you going to do now?"

"Back to Milan."

"Back to Milan."

Heidi and Leonardo spoke at the same time.

Lorenzo stared at Heidi and said straightly: "When the war comes, Milan may not necessarily be a refuge."

"I can contact Mr. Sforza, and we can strengthen the alliance's common defense," Da Vinci said without thinking, "Naples can also have a restraining effect on Rome."

"No, there is a better way." Heidi took a deep breath, "I can support more mercenaries."

Da Vinci smiled knowingly, while the other men present were a little surprised.

"Miss Heidi," Lorenzo said in a smooth and deep voice, "please repeat it again."

"My current financial resources are enough to hire an entire mercenary group." Heidi sat up a lot more, her eyes still calm and firm: "Since war is inevitable, it is better to respond directly."

"So you started to take on usury business?" Lorenzo frowned and said, "This is not a simple expense."

"In fact, from Florence to Milan, I now have more than [-] workshops in different fields and sizes." Heidi knew that she and him were in the core interest circle, and some things directly pointed out why good.

——Of course, the twenty or so companies were only opened by her under the surname of Medici. Counting the surname of Keisler and the properties that Atalanti helped secretly purchase, there should be more than 40.

Botticelli looked quite surprised, and even Lorenzo obviously didn't expect this to happen.

The girl in his impression was a wise and calm scholar, but in the two or three years of separation, she has completely changed.

——More than 20? !Even the mercenary regiment can afford it? !

"Da Vinci and I will go back directly to reinforce people. Pay attention to the movements in the south. At least we will respond in the northwest." She stood up and said with a smile: "At least for Mr. Sforza, the prosperity of Milan and the Stability, I am afraid, is more important than the flimsy religious certification."

A son of a mercenary who rebelled against his superiors, if he still fears the so-called God and heaven, it is impossible to get to where he is today with blood.

"War is not such an easy game." Botticelli was much more serious: "And the Borgia family has a history of poisoning for many years, you must be careful about everything."

"I will accompany her." Leonardo said without hesitation: "Even if she really has to face the war, she will dispatch the command from the rear, so that she will not be hurt."

"I hope so." Lorenzo frowned: "You didn't have to go through these twists and turns."

"Hide in the Pitti Palace, and then watch the war raging?" When Heidi laughed, she was as mature and insightful as in her previous life: "The story of Troy is not interesting."

The lord stood up and looked at Botticelli next to him.

"It seems that a wealthy employer has already made up his mind." He said indifferently: "We should let her have a good talk with her fiancé."

Leonardo was taken aback for a moment, realizing Borgia's previous doubts.

"Botticelli and I will go there to delay the time. You should change the servants' clothes as soon as possible. There is a carriage carrying grain, grass and wine barrels in and out not far from the side door, and there is a convoy five miles away from the north gate." The lord walked to the door. When he was walking, his footsteps paused, and his voice was cold and emotionless: "Remember to come back alive and thank me."

The door was closed with a bang, and Dejo took the clothes of the servants and maids from the hidden compartment of the elevator next to him, and motioned them to change quickly and leave here.

Heidi took over the familiar maid outfit, thinking that she has been inseparable from the war for the past two lifetimes.

They turned their backs to each other and began to change clothes, and Dejo helped pass the laces from left or right.

"Heidi——" Leonardo lowered his head and put on his boots, and said in a somewhat apprehensive tone, "I didn't mean to offend you by what I said this afternoon."

He just subconsciously wanted to help her fend off that arrogant and arrogant guy.

"Huh?" Heidi put on her gloves, took off the jewelry around her neck and ears, and said calmly, "We are now engaged."

"Hey—is that right?!" Da Vinci almost pulled the button off, his tone was a little unstable: "Have you already thought about it?"

"Prepare for the worst."

If she is really defeated, she will be taken away by the French or the Romans, and she will have enough reasons to resist the marriage in front of the Pope.

Right now, Leonardo was the most suitable choice for her, not to mention that she liked him a little bit in the first place.

——That kind of liking is not considered a strong and fanatical love, but at least it has never appeared in other men.

He's bright, outgoing, and open to a lot of things.

More importantly, there is no threat of any kind to her.

After the two of them changed their clothes, they walked to the hidden ladder used to carry things one after another, and descended from the tall building one after another.

Kexima was guarding downstairs. When he saw the two of them, he didn't bother to explain too much, and opened the lid of the old-fashioned wine barrel on the carriage to signal them to get in quickly.

The old cow let out a long cry, and began to walk out slowly.

Along the way, no one has any doubts about this.

Heidi was thinking about what happened that afternoon all the way.

Does Lorenzo mean that, as a bishop, he has recognized the engagement of the two of them?

There is no computer system in this era, and even the marriage contract is only a verbal contract, but it is more solemn and irresolvable than in any era.

They changed into another carriage on the outskirts of the city in a rather embarrassing situation. Both of them had wine stains on their hair, which smelled of fermentation.

Heidi took off the crushed grape skins from her hair, and sighed long: "If you were willing to kiss me then, maybe things would be much simpler."

Da Vinci blushed and coughed unnaturally.