Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

() Fighting matters are naturally handled by the sheriff.

Saying goodbye to the wife, I left the restaurant and got into the carriage. At this moment, two figures leading horses came out from the alley beside the carriage. They were the two young Germans.The blond guy leaned against the car window and kept looking around, while the other looked at me uneasily, while vigilantly watching the surroundings, for fear that their two guards would fall from the sky while they were not paying attention.

"Excuse me, can we get into your carriage for a ride?"

I looked around and thought there was nothing serious anyway, so I asked the attendants on both sides to open the car door.The blond-haired youth and the brown-haired youth handed over their horses to the attendant and sat up.I took a closer look at the skin of the blond young man, it was thin and tender, not like a man.The carriage set off slowly, stopping from time to time to avoid the crowded crowd after lunch.

"Where are you going?" I looked at the two strangers in the carriage, and they looked at me at the same time.

The clothes of the two Germans look simple, but the material is high-quality satin. The small accessories such as brooches and buttons are either inlaid with fine gemstones or made of gold. She is not at this level, but has entered the level of sissy. If you put on women's clothing, you can directly pull it out to be a lady. The man is not bad, he is a very masculine handsome guy.

Two brothers?not like.

The two gays ran away from home?A bit like?

Maybe... A poignant and beautiful classical love story from the Celestial Dynasty popped up in my mind, and I have a general idea in my heart.

"Let us come down after just a few blocks. I don't want to be caught by our guards." The blond young man looked at the carvings and interiors in the car, his eyes full of admiration, "Your car is very good."

I said thank you for such unnutritious words, and gave an address to the outside, and then asked: "This is no problem, but may I take the liberty to ask why you did this in the restaurant? The restaurant's The mistress is my friend."

"Okay, my problem is not too complicated, but it's not simple either." The blond young man lowered his head and scratched his hair in distress, raised his eyes again, and said, "I love art!"

"I love art, I love music, and I yearn for Constantinople! Of course, I yearn for adventure more! How can I, a young man, grow old slowly without an adventure and legend of my own! Yes No? What's annoying is that my family can't understand and support my ideas. So I ran out with Hans! Looking for a copy of my legend, here, I introduce myself, I, Frederick, The heir of a German nobleman, this is my companion who ran out with me, and Hans is also the son of a German lord." The blond young man continued to return to the main point after being impassioned, "I just said that we ran out. We planned for more than half a year before we took advantage of the loophole and finally ran to Constantinople from the boring place in my hometown. Unfortunately, we have only been in Constantinople for a few days , the people my father came to find me found me through the German merchants here."

Another person who loves art, and he is also German.Many people come to Constantinople for tourism every year, and there are more artists, and because of coming to Constantinople, many people lose their fortunes.This is not my alarmist talk, nor my exaggeration, it is the fact.Everyone knows what kind of place Germany is, the kind of place where the king's flag is often changed at the top of the city. If one is not careful, one's own hometown will be taken care of by others, but the group of German nobles loves to travel to Constantinople and the Roman Empire. Ornamental.

Breathe the air Caesar breathed, kiss every territory Augustus walked, in their words.However, the old scumbag used to poke his nostrils out of a cold and despise this kind of behavior similar to the medieval pilgrimage, "A group of scumbags with brains, who doesn't know that we have the largest and best place in Europe in Constantinople?" Jiyuan."

There is an urge to go up and kick this old guy, who is this!But it is worth mentioning that although Germany is in disarray, there are quite a few scientists and thinkers, not to mention great gods like Nietzsche, Marx, and Engels, and even Hitler, who is insane, is a literary artist. Youth origin.However, there is one thing wrong with German specialty literary youths, that is, they can make troubles.hitler.Marx and Engels are just these few, and over a billion people in the whole world are surrounded by them.In the past few hundred years, there have been many Germans who have done well in Constantinople.

"You didn't go to the wrong place. Our city, Constantinople, has been built for thousands of years, and it is also the birthplace of the so-called Renaissance in the mouth of those scholars. There are many famous cathedrals, theaters, and grand theaters. Why are you here? You won’t be disappointed.” Constantinople has the most scenic spots and historic sites, even the street called Dukas at the foot of the carriage has its own story and legend.

So, taking advantage of my free time, I told the two of them an interesting little story that happened in this street in the past to open up the topic.We talked about why the two of them went to Wendell's restaurant to make trouble.The blonde Frederick's explanation was very simple. After they were found by their own guards, they were taken away on the spot.However, since there were still a few days before the mass, he managed to persuade the guards to postpone their return.He heard about Wendir's restaurant from German businessmen passing by, and he took them there.

Frederick said: "By the way, I only saw two escaped, and the other two were still inside. How will they be punished? As long as the money is returned, there should be no problem, right?" Frederick asked.

"Why do you say that?"

"Hans and I went to the stables and gave all the money we had to a waiter there to help us pay the bill. While he was out, he and I ran out with the horse and hid in the street. By the alley." Frederick said.

"Do you know how much that meal cost?" I gave the German a high look.

Frederick calculated and said, "More than 1000 Dutch guilders, about 1200 livres. According to your conversion, it will not exceed 1000 Soridos at most."

"Meal money is enough." I said with a smile, "But you forgot to pay the medical expenses. A total of more than ten waiters were injured, and many tables and chairs were damaged."

"Four horses are enough to sell! Our horses are the horses sent by the nobles of the Kingdom of Poland." Frederick showed his white teeth and smiled brightly, "Four horses. After selling, pay the medical expenses, and the rest The money paid is enough for them to replace it with a nanny horse to drive them back to Germany and spend on the road. Of course, the premise is that they leave Constantinople immediately, and the consumption here is not low."

This person is very interesting.

I smiled and looked at the two of them: "Those two horses, you also plan to sell them as a fund to survive in Constantinople? If you don't mind, I hope to buy those two horses."

The German Hans showed a joyful expression, and excitedly held Frederick's palm with one hand.

"But I think you also know that the cost of living in Constantinople is not small. Two horses, save enough, are enough for ordinary people to live here for several months. But you are not low-born. You know What does this mean. For ordinary people, enough or even a slight surplus of wealth is simply not enough for the two of you."

Of the two Germans, one looked distressed, the other stared at me meaningfully.Regardless of Frederick's expression, I offered my olive branch: "I happen to be very interested in Germany."

"What's the reason you're helping us over and over again?"

"Yes, your motives are questionable!"

The eyes of Frederick and Hans were full of doubts, but it was Hans who asked the first question instead of Frederick.

I understand their feelings, and I also guess that they must have suffered a lot when they came to Constantinople from Germany.Instead of explaining, I asked, "What can you do for a living in Constantinople?"

"Frederick can go to the theater's orchestra to apply for a flute player, and I can teach! As a private teacher, I can speak German, French, Greek, Latin, and Hebrew. Teaching people is not a problem at all."

Hans replied confidently and got Frederick's approval. They have hands and feet. If they are lucky, they can indeed survive in Constantinople!

"I can play the flute! Very good!"

I smiled at the naivety of the two, and continued to ask quietly: "Are you planning to live like this for the rest of your life? Give up the right to inherit the family's land and let others seek your inheritance? Think about it, you can hide for a while, but Will your elders give up the idea of ​​bringing you back? When you return to the territory, if your subjects and subjects know that their lord, a high-ranking aristocrat, once performed flute performances for the public in Constantinople, give What do people think when they have been taught?"

A few consecutive steps of sharp questions stunned the two young men. Their eyes were glazed over, obviously deep in thought.That's right, they can run out in order to realize their ideals and revenge, so what should they do after fulfilling their wishes in Constantinople?As an aristocrat, if they just run away privately, it is just a harmless little mistake, but if others know that they have worked as flute players and teachers in the folk after they ran away, things will be very difficult. If they went out, the nobles would not only laugh at them, but would also be ashamed of them and would not associate with them.You must know that this world is not the 21st century. If it is not accepted by the entire collective, it is difficult for a lord to rule for a long time.

"Thank you for your generosity, but I still have the original question, why do you want to help us?" This time it was Frederick who asked the question, and Hans who was next to him wanted to follow up, but he squeezed his palm tightly.

I said half-truthfully: "It was a little interest at first, but I admire you for your kindness, wit, wisdom and love for art. In the end, as a nobleman, I don't mind paying two more Friends from Germany."

"Since we are friends, we should always know your name. So, can I ask your name?" Frederick said.

"Nicky Rufus, but my friends usually call me Nikis, Frederick, Hans, nice to meet you."

With the two of us, we quickly drove out of the block where the restaurant is located, and then a series of ancient buildings came into view. I acted as a tour guide for Frederick and Hans, and made a brief introduction to the scenery outside the window. introduce.If I come across something that I don't quite remember, I will ask the attendant outside the car.

"Wow, the buildings here are so old, look at those statues!! Where is this?"

"There is a very special place in Constantinople. The older the place, the more statues it has. This is the only way to Constantine Square." I have not forgotten that I am serving St. I saw a girl in the Constantine Square after the ceremony, although it is more than three hours before the end of the service of the sacrament.