bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 112 The Scenery of West Asia
The capital of the Principality of West Asia, Taris Parish.

The cathedral, the headquarters of the Catholic Church, was built on Felien Street in the center of the city. This Felien Street can be regarded as the most prosperous and wide street in the entire Talis Diocese. Large-wheeled carriages are running on the street, and there are also people on the side of the road. Quite a few pedestrians were hurrying in boots and stepping on soot.

Whether it is in Simeng or in the Principality of West Asia, the law and order in the capital is always stricter, and there are no beggars, hooligans, or drunkards on the side of Felien Street. It seems that everyone is very busy and fulfilled.

On such a street, on the west side, is the majestic cathedral, the headquarters of the Catholic Church.

The church is carved with extremely high gateposts from white stone, which seems to be a rather peculiar style of pointed beams and beams that AI blended from Victorian style and Gothic style, with carved colorful glass, flying in the sky. Under the snow looks extraordinarily solemn and sacred.

The door of the cathedral is open, and believers and pedestrians are welcome to enter the church to worship and pray, but this is only limited to the first floor of the entrance door on the ground. Behind this floor of the chapel, there is a large area closed to the believers for the administration or residence of the clergy. the annex.

There is also a legend that there is an extremely deep underground space downstairs in the cathedral's chapel. I don't know what it is used for. The underground drainage project of the entire Ferien Street is very expensive because the cathedral cannot be excavated. The kung fu went around in a circle.

At this moment, just like this time of year, frivolous and dense snowflakes are flying over the Principality of West Asia, the snow in the center of Ferien Avenue is swept to both sides, and the road surface ground by asphalt and coal ash stains the snow. Some black ashes, standing on the side of the road and taking a deep breath, it seems that the coldness in the air, the smell of soot from the fireplace burning in the house, and the alcohol smell of the oak barrels in the roadside tavern can be inhaled into the nostrils together middle.

Most of the people in West Asia believe in the Catholic Church, but they are not as strict with themselves as the clergy. They often still drink and smoke on weekdays, and they are advised not to smoke and drink regardless of doctrine. They are only busy with their own lives. When I was sick, or encountered something important, I suddenly thought of praying to the Lord for a few words.

Such people accounted for the vast majority of people in the Principality of West Asia.

But there are casual people, and there are always serious and pious ones. Even today, when the temperature is already very cold, there are still many people going in and out of the cathedral on Felien Street to worship.

"Bota, how is your mother's illness?"

A middle-aged woman and a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy walked out of the church together. There was a slight difference in their clothing—the middle-aged woman was wearing a tight and conservative skirt and a scarf made of animal fur. , She wore a lot of exaggerated but incongruous jewelry on her neck and hands, as if she had worn all the jewelry that could be worn at home before she came to the church.

The young man standing beside her was thin, like all poor people. He was wearing many pieces of clothes from different seasons, and he barely put on an off-white overcoat with patches, so that the original color could not be seen after washing. , his nose was red from the cold, his face was covered with freckles, and a peaked cap suppressed his curly hair.

"She still coughs a lot and can't get out of bed, Auntie."

The boy named Bota is not very old, but his demeanor is already somewhat mature.

The middle-aged woman who looked like his aunt listened and only nodded sympathetically, but she didn't seem to have any intention of lending a helping hand: "I...I will pray for her, poor woman."

Bota looked at his aunt, and bit his lip calmly: "Then thank you, aunt, I have to go to the winery warehouse to move things today, it's a new job I found in the past two days, the salary can To buy more coal for the winter."

"winery?"

The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows: "How did God teach us that alcohol is the temptation of demons, why do you work for those demon servants?"

Botha raised her heavy eyes and looked at her aunt: "There is no way, aunt, if there is no coal for the winter, my mother and I will not even be able to last the next high mass."

Before the middle-aged woman could say anything more, Bota pushed down his peaked cap and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, I'm going to be late soon, may God bless you, aunt."

"you……"

Looking at the figure of the boy Bota going away, the middle-aged woman's face was distorted and ugly, she stomped her feet fiercely, and muttered in her mouth: "You little bastard, it really is the child of that bitch, that **** wine The factory had better close down immediately, let me see where else you can go!"

"How did Porta go, I haven't spoken to him yet?"

A somewhat bald middle-aged man came out, put his arms around the middle-aged woman, and looked at the back of Bota leaving and said strangely.

"Ah, he, he's going to work in that winery, can you tell me it's suitable? How can he work in that kind of place!"

The woman babbled, and the man laughed: "What's the matter, if you can make money, you are considered a little man, but you can't leave today?"

"Can't go? Why?"

The man looked up at the gray sky: "Today seems to be the day when the king of the neighboring country meets with the Grand Duke. All the roads leading to the Grand Duke's residence have been closed by martial law."

"neighboring countries?"

The woman's eyes lit up: "Is it Simeng? Oh, the imperial caravans in Simeng are really getting less and less. , The fabrics are much cheaper, but the quality is just as good, but the quantity is too small, so I have to grab them every time.”

"Oh, woman."

The man glanced at her contemptuously: "Do you know that such a low price is selling at a loss? Those imperial caravans were arranged by the Grand Duke to bring Simeng to Xiagon. Only the government can enjoy them, you girls It’s your luck that you can still buy it in the market, you know? This is called politics, so you should pay more attention and read more newspapers!”

He paused: "But... Simeng's wine is really special, but it's too spicy and too personal."

The middle-aged woman glanced at her husband with displeasure, and looked into the distance: "I hope the Grand Duke will give you more things this year, and the alcohol is fine. You drunkards will be punished by God sooner or later!"

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"How do I look?"

Han Dongwen stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his own robe.

This was the first time for him to wear a full set of ceremonial robes. After all, it was a formal diplomatic occasion, so it was not to be taken lightly.On the body is a satin short jacket with dragon pattern on a dark blue background, and then put on a white dragon robe with dark gold embroidered edges on the outside of this short jacket. Dressed in a robe, gold trim, and a dark blue collar, it looks quite imposing.

Or how to say that people rely on clothes.

Han Dongwen looked at himself in the mirror several times: "Hey, little red bean, do you think it would be more handsome if the shoulders were stronger?"

But no one agreed to him, Han Dongwen turned around, smiled wryly and patted his head.

The other maids sent him out after changing their clothes, and Xiao Hongdou had already been framed by the two princesses today!
Originally, she only needed to wait for Han Dongwen to change clothes, but for some reason, it seemed that Chi Hanqing liked her very much, and asked Xiao Hongdou to give her advice on how to dress up early in the morning, but Jiang Keyin and the two puppets naturally didn't Fazi commented on her makeup and clothing, and even asked Xiaohongdou to comment on it.

After coming and going, Xiao Hongdou seemed to be the busiest person on the starship. She ran back and forth in the cabins of the two concubines, busy praising this and helping that. The two concubines didn't seem to want to call the others The accompanying maids help, and they must listen to the opinions of Xiao Hongdou, a newly favored court lady.

Han Dongwen smiled and sighed and stood up.

Standing on the table in front of him was a hat crown with vermilion tassels, tassels and precious stones, and in the middle was a bright jade of excellent quality, which symbolized the character and divinity of the emperor.

This is the crown.

Han Dongwen hasn't decided whether to wear it or not. After all, if he wears it, his status as emperor will be more secure, which seems to be contrary to the queen mother's previous arrangements.

He shook his head, stretched his waist, walked to the door of the room, and pushed the door open.

"Your Highness."

Li Zai and Zhong Lilin were at the door of the room. When they saw him coming out, they bowed their hands together and saluted: "Your Highness, the Starship is already approaching Talis, the capital of West Asia. It is estimated that it will land in front of the Grand Duke's residence in half a day."

Han Dongwen nodded: "Those who eat dinner, are you all locked up?"

"Your Highness, Lord Duan Qingzhu and Lord Liu Chengliu are leading the guards." Li Zai cupped his hands.

Han Dongwen nodded: "That's right, lock this group of people on the Xingzhou well, and wait for my order to escort them out."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to the room, and told Li Zai that no one should be put in the cabin, and he had to think about the content of the meeting and discussion for a long time.

Li Zai agreed and closed the door, Han Dongwen heaved a sigh of relief, lay back on the bed, and closed his eyes.

I haven't registered for several days, so I can only seize this moment to see what's going on now!
(End of this chapter)