Eagle Byzantium

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When Diogenes sat on the chariot and passed the Palazzo Giucentina smoothly, passed through the majestic new Golden Gate, and came to the street in front of St. John's Cathedral, his heart almost collapsed. It was this brown-haired, blue-haired man who Eyes, a barbarian pretending to be Brother Cassino casually bought a cut off "circumcision skin in stock" from the Jewish Quarter, and then shamelessly deceived the most dedicated officer in the empire.

The military judge among them took the roll of dirty gauze with great gratitude, knelt down in front of Gawain, accepted his caress on his head, and praised the Lord's grace in his mouth.

"Am I wrong, are they wrong, or is the entire empire trapped in a crazy fallacy?"

Diogenes, in his characteristic Greek brooding mode, held his head in some agony.

Until the escort team arrived at the gate of Constantine's city wall, what surprised Diognis even more was that in the first thirty years of his life, he only saw guards holding shiny halberds in front of the city gate. , extinguished the idea of ​​​​daring to go further, but Gawain stood in front of the shoulder cart and just "shouted" a few words in Ooi. Then the Amalfi businessman, like a dogfighting man, and a group of hired helpers used Greek Yu roared a few words. Gawain kept pulling the roll of foreskin out of the box, and like thunder, several guards in military uniforms with Turkic-style feathers stepped back dejectedly, holding their short halberds in their hands, and respectfully greeted Gawain and others. Enter.

In the long corridor of the city gate, Italian businessmen wearing silk bonnets and clean-shaven beards were constantly coming and going, hugging Greek ladies.

There was a sound of pigeons flying up, and Diognis saw the extremely prosperous Plaza de la Bull on Metz Street. Then the carriage was placed under a cloister with columns and pergolas for people to rest. He hurriedly walked out. , standing in an inconspicuous position, avoiding the strange looks of many nobles, wealthy businessmen, and parliamentary citizens, and then he heard Gao Wen's arrogant voice, "In this square, the most expensive clothing stores and jewelry stores are... Where?"

The two accompanying Amalfi businessmen looked at each other with subtle expressions. Then Gawain saw that they were a little reluctant, so he raised the note and said, "Don't forget to meet my request. It was promised by your Chamber of Commerce in advance - I will bring 700 soldiers to reinforce the people of your city-state, but now the realization of this goal requires money. "

So the two businessmen thought for a moment, then put a box into Gawain's hands, with a flattering smile, "Yes, as promised in advance, all the money here is at your disposal."

In front of the steps of a clothing store, Gawain stood majestically in front of the counter and pushed a full twenty solid gold coins in front of the stunned waiter, "I need clothes made of exquisite silk materials."

When several waiters saw the pile of shiny gold things, they hurriedly put down the rulers and scissors, and shrank back to the wall on the other side of the counter.

"Then let your boss come out." Seeing the dejected looks of these guys, Gawain knew that they would not be able to take on such an amount of orders.

After a while, the curtain swung, and a half-bald businessman with a protruding belly came out with a grunt. He kept wiping the sweat on his bald head with a towel. Then his cloudy and yellow eyes saw the money on the counter and the man wearing a Frankish monk's robe. Gawain, and the strange followers behind him, stepped forward first, took control of the counter, and stretched out their hands, "You are crazy, huh?" ? Now the emperor and the capital guild have stipulated that large quantities of silk products cannot be sold to foreigners, yes, especially a Varyag with a look like yours - and a monk, eh? Those half-official and half-business men from the Silk Guild are the ones who carry out the torture! You, a country barbarian who doesn’t understand Greek, do you know what the torture is?”

"Of course I know what contortion is." Gawain's fluent Greek made the boss's eyes almost fall out.

Then, Gawain stretched out his fingers and touched the boss Tong Shan Zuozuo's head affectionately twice, "However, I feel that the punishment of crucifixion will not do much harm to you now." After speaking, he continued From the box He took out ten pure solid gold coins from the bag and placed them on the counter one by one. "Take it. It can make you a hat to protect you from the wind and rain, and also protect your hair that is in danger, just like those Italians."

"Listen, I'm in a dilemma, huh? If the guild and the imperial postmen find out, they will quickly come looking for trouble - a store like ours can only sell some fragmentary finished products, such as this." The boss's smile suddenly appeared, In front of Gawain, he fluttered the silk handkerchief in his hand charmingly.

"Thank you. If I need two pieces of silk boot mats, I might consider other stores in this square. You don't even have a shade shed here. Do you see? My followers are all going to faint from the sun. I I think the shop across the street is good and may meet the needs of a precious customer like me." Gawain took off the silk handkerchief and stared at the boss with a threatening tone.

"Okay, okay!" The boss was full of pride. You must know that he spent ten years of hard work and only spent ten gold coins to join the Silk Guild. He made a swimming gesture with his hands (unfortunately, it was backwards). In an instant, he swept the gold coins on the counter into his own money box below.

Then he led Gawain and the watchman and his entourage into the warehouse behind the shop, and suddenly opened the curtain. In the huge wall cabinet, silk fabrics of various colors were displayed, "Let's take a look, eh? I But it took a lot of time and money to piece together so many possessions from raw silk merchants and dyers. What should I be afraid of, huh? I bought the title of a noble with a sword from the palace. If anything happens, I can use my title. Block a knife, huh? Well, I also need money. In order to maintain this title, I have to pay a fixed amount of money to the greedy officials in the palace every year." After saying that, the boss immediately handed everyone a cane and told them to stand up. Then he called the waiter to measure everyone's size, and then in front of everyone, Gawain gave a money bag to the trembling hands of a waiter, "Take it, go to the jewelry store over there, and exchange it for the same amount." Gold and silver jewelry."

In her free afternoon, the noble lady Eudoxia was lazily leaning on the couch, watching the busy gardener tidying up her favorite backyard garden. Various birds were on the branches and eaves. The most beautiful chirping was emitted, and the noise outside the courtyard was also isolated. This was simply a secret place for her to communicate with the gods. Eudoxia was extremely satisfied.

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Until a dark-skinned male servant delivered a half-folded scarlet cloak, "There is an old friend of yours outside who wants to see you, my lady."