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Spain suddenly erupted into civil war.

Originally, in the spring of this year, their people had a lot more work due to the prosperity of shipping, but probably because of excessive financial overdraft, a large number of laborers were deprived of the right to receive wages because they were 'not religious enough'.

The outbreak of this war spread quickly like wildfire, so that the Inquisition was demolished in succession.

Originally in this country, even if they believed in 'Protestantism' they would be persecuted like heretics.

But at this time, many old believers also picked up torches and removed the statues, and tied the judges to the gallows.

Queen Isabella tried to mobilize her men to carry out more extreme suppression, but bows and swords could not control the people who rioted like a herd.

Some people spontaneously shouted the slogans of the Renaissance and the promotion of Protestantism, and more people began to silently and angrily take revenge on those former abusers.

The riot lasted for nearly fifteen days. In the end, many churches closed their doors and did not dare to let people go. The monks who used to be domineering were silent like white ducks afraid of being slaughtered.

In the angry resistance, some militiamen rushed into the castle with the crowd, and began to loot the gold and silver decorations and various luxury goods exchanged for the people's fat and people's ointment - even the bone dishes in the kitchen were all snatched clean, and the carpets were all taken away. Rolled up and taken away.

France at once closed its frontiers with Spain, and began to imitate Italy in lowering its people's taxes, but a violent quarrel arose in Parliament, protesting that they were giving up so many benefits.

The British did not forget to fan the flames on the other side across the strait. It is said that they took advantage of the chaos and robbed several Spanish merchant ships.

As soon as Spain fell into anarchy, Portugal called over, as if it had been discussed a long time ago, without waiting for another day.

No one knew that the connection of these things was a conspiracy of the Five Nations Alliance, and it was really the queen who smashed the crown to pieces.

I heard that Isabella died tragically in the church at the end, and the pope found out only after shed all the blood.

By the early autumn of this year, immigrants from all four directions in the Americas began to settle in.

I heard that the empires had signed labor contracts with African natives—although the price of labor was less than half that of European local workers, it also triggered competition among many tribes in Africa, and some small chiefs even fought over it.

Wine and food became popular commodities, and freight lines prospered.

Asians sailed westward to sell a large amount of porcelain, silk and low-cost mechanical products, while Europeans went south with beer cheese and olives. Ships took a large number of Africans to the north, and more and more immigrants from the Americas .

At first, the British wondered why there were so many Europeans in the Italian colonies.

Later, after they discovered the marks of prisoners on those reformers, they suddenly realized that they transferred all the prisons here——

The speed of development in the Americas is almost the same as taking a ship, and it is the kind with the wind.

This autumn in Florence, the sun is shining brightly.

Once again Heidi was too busy to remember her birthday - the two children had already started running around the palace and, at Botticelli's behest, tried to paint mustaches on all the icons.

Raphael and Michelangelo chased after the children to feed them, while Niccolo brought them desserts in different ways.

The queen was concentrating on revising the telegram when Leonardo entered.

She has signed more business contracts with China, and plans to send more international students there.

Today, Italy is booming, and even all the monuments and ancient books have been repaired-she is now also a well-known patron of the arts.

"Heidi."

"Hey?" The beauty with light blue eyes showed an apologetic expression: "There are three more documents, Leo, wait for me?"

The man laughed quietly and began to grind coffee beans beside him.

This miraculous fruit from Yemen has an indescribable aroma after being ground and roasted.

Since Columbus brought them back, Italy has directly set off another round of fashion frenzy, and the nobles are bound to have two cups of coffee before talking to show respect for each other.

She finally finished this stage of work after the coffee was ground and brewed, and then bottomed out a little bit.

"It's finally done..." Heidi breathed a sigh of relief, sipped the half cup of espresso, and sighed sincerely: "Your craftsmanship is really great, I'm afraid I only want to drink the coffee you ground for the rest of my life .”

Leo smiled lightly and kissed her forehead, took her hand and said, "Come out with me."

"Huh? Where are you going?" Heidi stood up and signaled Dejo to file the documents, showing a bit worried expression: "Did Antonia paint the cat's beard on the goddess again? I told her at least four times all over the-"

"No." The man smiled and led her downstairs, walking at a leisurely pace.

"Where's Alberto? That kid looked very well-behaved, turned around and went to drink Niccolo's wine..."

"No." He paused for a moment, then raised his voice angrily and amusingly: "Heidi—you should also think about yourself."

"I?"

Standing in front of the courtyard, she suddenly realized that she was surrounded by huge shadows.

The queen instinctively raised her head, noticing the huge object on the open field——

"L-O!"

"uh-huh?"

"Leonardo!"

"I am here."

She raised her voice a lot, with unconcealable surprise: "When did you make this!"

"Do you still remember Qiushou a week ago?" Leonardo put his hands around her shoulders and said, "I actually went to conduct experiments."

Her good friends are all here, with relaxed or admiring smiles on their faces.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a group of red and white hot air balloons, on which the irises are painted vividly.

"I asked the professors, and they said that it may take more than 20 years to make an airplane," Leonardo said slowly, "but we can also fly up to see this city—it's beautiful and glorious today, all from your own hands. Granted, no?"

Heidi was stunned for a few seconds before being hugged by him.

"Leo!"

"Let's go, Your Majesty the Queen," he kissed her on the cheek, like a knight holding a princess on a flying dragon, and let both of them stand in the hot air balloon.

There was a heat wave above his head, Niccolo watched the teacher's signal and let go of the rope.

The balloon rose and began to climb upwards continuously.

Heidi subconsciously hugged his waist and squeezed his hand.

"I..." Before she could express her panic, she was quickly attracted by the surrounding scenery.

The Arno River passes through like a deep blue ribbon, and the ocher-yellow city is bathed in light and is glowing with sparkling luster.

The flow of people coming and going is like streams gathering and dispersing, and the distant bell of the Cathedral of Notre Dame Fiore is ringing, startling a flock of white pigeons to fly around them.

Heidi stared blankly for a long time, then said hoarsely, "This is our Florence..."

"You used to need this city to protect you," the man stared down at her: "Now, you are the guardian of this empire."

She took a deep breath for a moment and nodded.

At the very beginning of the story, she is a bewildered maid, who even sells her only jewelry in order to have a sum of cash, working as a maid in fear.

But later, she became the alchemist of the Medici by mistake, the planner and analyst behind the lord, and even affected the progress of technology and military here.

Today, she is one of the Medicis, the leader of the Five Nations Alliance, and the queen of this empire.

And all of this is also inseparable from the company and assistance of Leonardo.

They were supposed to have lived a life of frustration and died of old age in loneliness and exhaustion.

But now, they have each other, and more than each other.

"Today is your birthday, Heidi." Leonardo leaned over and took out a painting from the interlayer, and held it in front of her: "This painting is not too big, I hope you like it."

Heidi's first reaction was "Mona Lisa".

She looked at the dark blue painting and was silent for two seconds.

The Mona Lisa was said to be the name of a female patron—apparently the world was changing now, and he probably wouldn't have the chance to touch those beautiful women again.

But the male-female face on the screen...why does it feel strange and familiar.

"I painted five layers in total," he explained patiently. "In addition to the sea of ​​stars and candlelight in the background, there are four layers of portraits stacked together."

"who is it?"

"Your youth, your old age."

"My past, my future."

Leonardo raised his eyes, and his voice was low and gentle: "I named this painting..."Etreno."

Eterno means eternity in Italian.

Her eye sockets gradually turned red, and her knuckles holding the picture frame turned white.

"I've thought about how you look when you're old." He raised his hand to caress the side of her hair, with a smile in his voice: "You are beautiful now."

"But even after another 30 years, when you have gray hair and wrinkled face, I still can't help laughing when I think of you."

"Being able to grow old with you may also be the best gift God has given me."

Heidi tried her best to control her emotions and reached out to hug him tightly.

"I love you..." she murmured, "I love you."

What she had pursued for a long time in the previous life, what he could not ask for in this life, was love.

Love is fiery, hot, fragile, and eternal.

Love is like the palm of a lover, the lips of a lover, and their hearts beating at the same moment.

The man sighed softly, leaning over to kiss her soft lips.

"I'd like to listen to it a thousand times again." He stroked her long hair, smiling as he did when he first saw her: "Happy birthday."

I will grow old with you.

And I will never let go of my clenched hand.

You are a miracle in the world.

The author has something to say: [Warning] The next chapter is Lorenzo's extra! !Please don't buy if you don't like it & don't attack personally! ! !

[Warning] The next chapter is Lorenzo's side story! !Please don't buy if you don't like it & don't attack personally! ! !

[Warning] The next chapter is Lorenzo's side story! !Please don't buy if you don't like it & don't attack personally! ! !

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After careful calculation, when Da Vinci's side story is finished, it will be exactly 99 chapters. This number is very auspicious w

I personally think that this world is also an important part of the story. After all, they have not seen the snow in Austria, nor have they experienced the prosperity and beauty of modern times, so the easter eggs and red envelopes at the end will be placed in the real last chapter, thank you for understanding!

This book is really written to break through the limit... Although it didn't last 100 million words (half), but forcibly connecting the history of the four countries can also give a passing grade hhhhh

In fact, when it comes to the present world, the history of butterflies and the history of non-butterflies are both very interesting. After all, it must be very (???) for Da Vinci to visit his own museum after wearing it.

So let's not say goodbye, see OVO tomorrow!

Love you guys! !Three thousand times! ! !

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