Eagle Byzantium

In the courtyard of Placentia Monastery, when Bohemond walked in, he began to sigh and hug each other a few times with several lords who also looked tired, and then said a few things about each other's mothers or sisters. He mocked the subject's dirty jokes, "The trial of Caesar (Henry IV) by the Holy See is still going on?"

"When will the pens and long speeches of the cardinals replace the judgment of the sword? Isn't Caesar still in Ravenna, just around the corner, supporting another 'Pope' Gilbert to interrogate us?" Bohemond spoke openly and openly mocked the Holy See, making several lords and nobles around him very nervous. Someone slapped him on the back to signal him to silence - in the entire courtyard, there were bishops sitting and squatting everywhere with tired faces. Some of them really missed the wine and meat that they had not been able to touch for a long time, and some of them really couldn't bear it. Unable to stop himself, he secretly took out pieces of dried meat and a small bottle of wine from his robe sleeves, and hid in a corner to satisfy his anxious desire.

"Hey, isn't this my dear nephew?" Upon hearing this, Bohemond quickly turned around and hugged his uncle Roger, who came over with open arms. "My dearest uncle, see You can sail from Palermo to Genoa by sea, and then come back here I couldn't be more happy about this tiny little town. I wonder why the Greek emperor's army swept across the entire Calabria region and failed to see the most powerful fleet in Sicily's legend. It turned out that they were all serving as your uncle's retinue to show off. The majesty of the royal capital of Palermo has arrived.”

"I have sent troops across Messina, don't complain my children, now Calabria and Taranto have stabilized, all the rats in the underground ditches have fled to the Lucania mountains, or That isolated city of Barry," Roger said encouragingly, patting his nephew on the shoulder.

But Bohemond didn't buy it. He said that the defense force of Bari was strengthening and all Normans must abandon their barriers. Unite around me, the Duke of Apulia, to raze this despicable gathering of rebels, which is why I have come here to see the Holy See.

"The reason I came here is because my daughter Elisa was arranged by the Holy See to marry Conrad, the son of Caesar (Henry IV) of the German Empire. This was also the Holy See's bribery of Conrad. One of the expressions." Then Roger and Bohemond stood side by side. Entering the colonnade of the monastery's side hall.

"This is also buying you, isn't it my uncle?" But then Roger raised his hand and interrupted Bohemond's speech.

Because at this moment, all the tables and chairs in the colonnade were arranged in an inverted "concave" shape, and the Pope's Holy Seat was at the core and top of this shape. Bohemond could see the winter sunshine flowing along the windows and pillars. The light comes in. Urban's gorgeous miter was illuminated brilliantly, while the cardinals on the tables and chairs on all sides continued to ask questions and record in low voices, and occasionally made slight coughs and surprises. Low-level monks came over carrying sundries and stationery. Go.

A lady with brown hair stood on the floor in the center of the "concave" shape. The core of all the problems revolved around her. The thin-faced Urban just listened in silence.

"Mrs. Placidice, can you prove that your husband is indeed guilty of sexual inversion?" When Bohemond and Roger walked to the side of the colonnade, a cardinal wearing a hat was standing there. Such a question was raised, and Bohemond immediately covered his nose. His ears were pricked up. This kind of political figure, the scandal of the German Caesar's boudoir, was of interest to the Holy See, to him, and to everyone. And it has historically been proven that this kind of private life is based on attacking political enemies. It is more effective than a sword.

At the same time, Bohemond's dark eyes saw it. Beside that Lady Placidice Caesar, among the cardinals. Separate seats were specially reserved for two men and women dressed as secular nobles - a female lord who was older but still had the same temperament, and a young male noble who was thinner and had a slightly sad face.

"Matilda of Tuscany, and...a man named 'Matilda's Little Husband'." Bohemond judged in a low voice, and his uncle Roger next to him couldn't help laughing. Get up, "put away your narrow-minded comments about Bohemond, this is twenty-four-year-old Welf, son of the Duke of Bavaria."

Obviously, Henry IV's wife Placidice was willing to come before the Holy See to testify, and the Duchess Matilda played a huge role in it-women are always easier to convince women.

At this time, facing the old cardinal's question, Placidice answered calmly, "Yes, my husband is a fanatical sexual disorder. He likes to wear crimson trousers and have sex with those low-level knights." The poor priest hangs out with this group of people, and according to my observation, he plays the role of a woman and imitates the moans of prostitutes and slaves. "

All the cardinals and nobles present booed loudly, "Playing the role of a woman? I'm sorry, can you describe it in more detail? I admire your courage, madam, so I should state the facts more clearly." Come out, right?" The other cardinals tilted their ears and sat upright, writing with their reed pens.

"What can I not say now? He and his sexually perverted partners were drunk and reveling, holding obscene ceremonies that blasphemed God. My husband was naked and encouraged everyone to whip him with whips, and made... the kind of screams I just described." When she said this, Placidus' shoulders twitched with excitement. She tried hard to hold her hands on her butterfly sleeves, trying not to let her emotions get out of control.

"This woman is lying... I can see from her eyes that she is a guy who is good at deceiving and unfaithful. Who told her that she also came from the land of Varangia, where women are like this. My father, I, and you, my uncle, have fought against the German Kaiser, and the other side is definitely not such a person." Bohemond couldn't help but come to this conclusion after observing for a while.

"You know Henry Kaiser on the battlefield, not in bed, my nephew." Roger teased.

"Think whatever you want, my honorable uncle. If I keep listening, my ears will lose their chastity." Bohemond touched his earlobe, raised his hand, and walked down from the side of the colonnade.

At the same time, Placidus burst into tears and shouted, "He also forced me to sell my body in the market streets of Liege and Mainz many times, and watched this shameful scene in a grand manner. I am sorry to my great father, the Holy See of Rome, I really..." Then, Placidus knelt down, extremely emotional, constantly calling for the Lord's salvation and forgiveness, and the cardinals shook their heads, and Urban raised his scepter and sighed to his left and right, saying that it was enough to stop here and publicly judge Henry's shameful crime. (To be continued ~^~)