Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

Henry VII is a wonderful existence.

Europe is caught up in treacherous factional struggles, and each country is like a spindle spinning up some long and ancient stories.

The cognitions that Heidi had retained in her previous life are completely—completely insufficient now.

Like a novice, she learned about multiple situations from different countries through various agencies, and had to judge on her own which rumors were true.

Henry VII has only been on the throne for four years now, and he is also a young and ambitious king-at least in the follow-up evaluation of history.

But the intelligence collected today is all pointing to the same thing.

——He is the most suitable ally for Italy today, bar none.

Heidi changed the name of her intelligence agency during Advent, calling them the 'Oracle'.

This title is somewhat blasphemous, after all, it is the monarch himself, not God, who really leads and directs them.

But on the other hand, this is also like the relationship between the Holy See and the Senate.

Upside down is also a good thing.

Thanks to Tolorenzo, the oracle has spread many networks to overseas countries ten years ago, and because of the continuous injection of funds, the feedback and communication of news have become more timely, and it was once in many countries. The battle gave them enough important information.

Not long after Heidi came to power, the oracle sent news that they had encountered British spies in France.

——Although a spy will not blatantly put a poke on the head to expose himself, his peers always have the keenest sense of smell for their peers.

In the following months, the same news came from Spain, Hungary, Scotland and other countries.

But this is diametrically opposed to the king's behavior on the surface.

Most of the wind reviews think that this person is 'gentle and generous', 'diligent', 'humble and studious'.

It's like evaluating a harmless lamb.

He quietly expanded the scale and depth of the intelligence agency, and controlled the political trends of the entire Nordic region, but he was extraordinarily calm and gentle on the surface.

and indifference.

"At this time last year, the French army invaded the Britannia peninsula," Niccolo said slowly. "Many neighboring countries have joined forces to fight against France, but Britain has not responded at all."

"Same as us." Leonardo added another spoonful of milk to the tea: "He knows that Britain can't afford it now."

Compared with the so-called 'justice' and 'glory', he needs to defend more important things.

"I heard that he is deeply troubled by his bloodline?" Heidi took the small porcelain cup, took a sip, and said, "Does he have the same trouble as Sforza—both have the stain of a usurper?"

"Not only that," Leonardo put the small teapot aside, motioning for Niccolo to have a cup too: "In terms of blood, he is not as orthodox as his mother, Princess Margaret."

The young king was tired of fleeing and avoiding when he was a teenager, and he was supported by his mother to take the opportunity of the War of the Roses. It was not easy along the way.

His blood relationship and origin doomed him not to be recognized by certain ancient families, and the royal power was interfered by the increasingly powerful parliament. Even wearing a crown on his head was like a prisoner in shackles.

It is also because of this that it is completely understandable that he is willing to take the risk to gamble on the Italian Empire.

Prisoners cannot undo the shackles on their own, but they can also turn to outside forces.

When Henry VII appeared in the Port of Pisa, the lineup to receive him was magnificent and luxurious, and the emperor and his wife also arrived here in person to extend cordial and sincere greetings to him.

They returned to Florence together, and were once again welcomed and surrounded by countless nobles.

Although the young king was a little surprised, he still kept his bearing and figure, and spoke calmly and neither humble nor overbearing at the banquet.

After the extravagant and prosperous ceremonies and balls were over one by one, the nobles and members of parliament left one after another, leaving time for the monarchs.

He didn't bring many officials with him, and his words were tactful and conservative.

Heidi drank tea and listened to their speeches and appeals for half an hour, and finally raised her hand to signal a pause.

She doesn't have much patience for red tape.

"It's better for us to be more direct." The queen looked at him, raised her eyes and smiled: "Niccolò Machiavelli, hand over the cooperation contract."

The four treaties that had already been printed were presented to the British, and they were clearly written from the reservation of obligations and rights of all parties to the specific content of cooperation.

People showed surprise and admiration in their eyes, and the entire conference hall fell into silence.

"I will entrust Mr. Machiavelli to explain and explain the treaty," she said calmly, "I hope you can understand and summarize the revision list within five days, and then we can proceed to the next stage of talks."

The outstanding and unknowing excellence of modern people is that they have the ability to 'quantify'.

Compared with the strangeness of epoch-making technology, many special points in thinking can also exert quite a deterrent effect.

Quantification refers to the most direct sorting and summarization of a series of situations such as the implementation steps, expected results, risk management, and cost estimation of an event.

This kind of thinking can save a lot of time, and at the same time broaden and clarify many aspects of cognition.

Heidi left the complicated and boring work to the upper and lower houses, and left the middle-level decision-making that required careful choices to her closest think tanks. In the past two years, she has fumbled to establish a straightforward meeting and execution procedure.

As soon as the queen and her men left, the officials around Henry VII couldn't help but whisper.

"Your Majesty—she wants to have an academic cooperation with us! And we can send international students to Italy!"

"The queen actually wants to communicate with more ports? She also wants to talk to you about trade?!"

"My God, Your Majesty, please read page No.17!"

Henry VII originally thought that there would be a lot of temptation and tongue-in-cheek during this visit, and it would inevitably take a lot of time to deal with diplomats——

But he never imagined that from the first day to the fifth day after arriving in Florence, all their time was spent watching!arts!pieces!superior!

And five days was really not enough, he had to visit the queen again and fought for another five days.

A group of officials looked and looked at the rigorously worded treaty, and drinking ten pots of tea a day could not relieve the dizzy state.

Isn't this too perverted? !

What kind of person can write such an eloquent and dozens of pages? !

Mr. Machiavelli, the little leader of the writing team, accompanied them to drink tea and read official documents in a calm manner, with a relaxed and calm expression.

Nearly a thousand requirements were described clearly and specifically, and he was able to memorize all of them fluently.

At first, the officials refused to pull their skins to ask him, but then they began to line up to check and confirm, and even tried to knock on the door in the middle of the night to ask him.

The scope of cooperation is very wide, and there is no opportunity to exploit any loopholes.

From intelligence sharing, map exploration, scientific research cooperation, to the common attitude towards France and Spain, various tenses and settings are seamlessly switched, and the writing is more British than British.

Henry VII tried to get involved with this matter at the beginning, but after watching it for five days, he felt like he was going to have a migraine. He threw all these things to the poor subordinates, and took the guards to find the queen for tea. .

He still has a lot to figure out, and he can't spend all his time on that parchment.

"Are you finally here?" Heidi stood up with a smile, and the prince next to her also put down the sugar spoon and greeted with a smile.

"Maybe my reaction was too slow," Henry VII said slowly, "I made you laugh too."

"I used to hear from British businessmen that their kings dealt with official duties from morning to night, and they had to do everything by themselves." Heidi motioned him to sit next to him, and Dejo behind him brought over the freshly brewed hot tea.

"Now it seems that this is not a good thing." Henry VII sighed, raised his teacup and said: "We have already felt the sincerity of the Italian Empire—"

With 760 pages of sincerity, he almost lost his eyesight.

"But there are some things that I want to consult with you alone." His eyes darkened, and he looked at Leonardo next to him as if confirming.

"He is trustworthy." Heidi said unhurriedly: "Please speak directly."

"What I want to ask is..." Henry VII took a deep breath, trying to fight against the indecision in his heart: "How did you get free?"

This is the question he has always wanted to know the most.

This kind of freedom does not refer to how much private time he has, but how to exercise and expand his power.

The parliament, nobles, finances, the army, and the constraints and threats of many countries, all of which trapped his actions and choices like a quagmire, making him almost immobile.

It is lonely to be the highest, because it will mean that there will be fewer and fewer people to consult and ask for help.

His father has passed away, and his mother also has no relevant experience.

But every decision, every consideration, the final result will be borne by him alone.

Henry VII originally thought that after he ended his escape in France, he would have a new life when he became queen, and he would be more noble and have more choices.

But over the past four years, the situation is not particularly optimistic.

"This is indeed something worth discussing." Heidi laughed.

She needs to teach this young man that England can only be a sufficient help to Italy if the King of England is wise and discerning enough.

"The first thing you have to learn is called checks and balances."

Parliament is getting out of hand these days, isn't it?

They want to interfere with almost all the powers of the king, and restrict him from interfering with finances, the army, and even the number of personal guards have repeatedly wanted to change.

"Check and balance..." He frowned and said, "The chips in my hand are really too few."

Leonardo took a sip of tea, and looked at him with a nostalgic smile.

"Your weakness lies in your kindness."