At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

Charlie stood up and stretched his waist: "You can go back tonight, or just sleep here, let's talk to father and son, and you can tell me the decision tomorrow morning, no rush."

"Then..." The shadows of Sarah and the brothers flashed in Pepin's mind, "Then I'll sleep here."

Chapter four hundred and seven Zhang father kind son filial piety 4

Pepin opened his eyes, and his consciousness gradually recovered from the dream.

He slowly sat up on the soft fur mattress and looked around. The wooden furniture in the room stood upright quietly, and a thick woolen carpet in Arabian style was spread on the floor.

The fire cast a warm orange glow on Pepin's face, arms, and bent back.

Piping's entire face was wrinkled. Such a scene was both dreamy and confused. Charlie's words were still echoing in his ears last night.

"Marrying a Frankish lady, Sarah, I'll pretend I didn't see it."

Charlie's voice sounded like a seductive Faust, which made Pepin nervous. According to his vision, becoming Frank's successor or the real king of Frank was something to do in the future.

In other words, Pepin's original plan was to seize all of this by force after Charlie's death, but now, as long as he agrees to such a small condition, the blood, sweat and sacrifice he will suffer can disappear in advance.

Standing up, Pepin put on his coat, opened the window that was rattled by the morning wind, and a gust of cold wind blew on Pepin's face instantly, making him unable to close the window. eyes.

On the ground in the distance, silver light is reflected, and layers of snow cover the ground. Whenever someone or an animal hits a branch or blade of grass, it is a snowflake.

"Last night, it snowed." Pepin's eyes were blurred and hesitant. Although he was standing in front of the window at the moment, his thoughts had already wandered elsewhere.

Under the blowing of the cold wind, his bent hunchback became even more rickety. This back bears too much burden, not only he and Sarah, but also those companions and friends who stand firmly on his side in the face of countless difficulties such as belief, family affection, and enemies.

"Ahem——" Pepin accidentally choked on the cold wind, and couldn't help coughing twice. He closed the window, put on his clothes, and went downstairs.

After washing his face, Pepin hesitated for a long time. Finally, Pepin decided to go back to the camp before breakfast. He had to discuss this matter with Sara first. It was snowing heavily yesterday, so I don’t know if she caught the cold.

Pushing open the door on the first floor, before taking a step, I saw Sulis running from a distance out of breath, stumbling, covered in snow.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Sulis propped up his knees, pain and fear poured into his eyes, "Brother, you, go and see Sara."

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The charcoal in the brazier radiated a dark red light, and the flames distorted the air. Pepin stood by the brazier, standing still, and the bearskin cloak couldn't stop the cold from his heart.

On the plank bed, covered with a thick down quilt, Sarah's wheat-colored and white face was glowing with a strange light red, a pale red.

"It's still wind and cold?" Piping's voice had never trembled like this when facing Charlie.

"Yes." The pharmacist withdrew his hand from Sara's head, "His Royal Highness, facing this level of wind and cold, I only have two suggestions, either to pray for the blessing of the heavenly father, or to let the blood out. Considering that Mrs. Sarah is a heretic, I personally recommend that you put..."

"roll!!"

Orton threw the pharmacist out the door like a chicken.

"What's going on?" Anyone familiar with Pepin knew that the angrier he was, the calmer his voice became.

Su Lis's eyes were bloodshot: "Sister Sara woke up once before, and told me about it. Yesterday, the queen went to talk to Sister Sara... Later, although Sister Sara took revenge, because it was too late, the castle The gate was closed, so she was arranged here... We found Daddario's body in the river, and the priests said that he fell into the water and died while drinking..."

"D'Addario is a devout believer of the Father, and has never drank even a drop of wine."

Pepin pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed. He gently held Sara's hand so that the righteous brothers could not see his face: "Get out."

Pepin gave the order, and the righteous brothers glanced at each other, backed away from the door, closed the door, and stood by the door.

"Pipin..." Sara barely opened her eyes.

Pepin put his head close to Sarah's face: "I am here."

"You're here." Sara coughed, "I was born in the desert, so I can't stand the Northland."

"That's not even north. There are places further north. We can go to Saxony, which also has beautiful scenery."

"I'm not going, it's too cold."

Pepin pressed Sarah's hand to his face: "It's not cold."

"Pipin, I'm going to die, aren't I?"

"It's early, you can live another 100 years, longer than me."

"You lied to me." Sarah's voice was coquettish, but her voice was extremely hoarse and dry.

Pepin gently rubbed his face against Sara's hand: "I'm not lying to you, you are a little pig."

"Don't be a little pig." Sara stretched out her hands from under the quilt and held Pepin's face. "You want to be the king, you want to be the king of Frank, our brothers, our companions, those poor peasants, you are their king!"

"I will...I will!" Pepin carefully tucked Sarah's arm back into the bedding.

"Pipin, do you remember that you once said that you like the folk song your mother sang to you the most? I can sing it now." Lying in the quilt, Sarah's lips became paler, "I was going to Surprise for you, but I want to sing it to you now, okay?"

"...Okay...okay." Pepin forcefully squeezed out the sound from his throat.

"I don't speak Frank well, so don't laugh at me." Clearing her throat, Sarah sang softly:

"In the lush fields, when the sun shines,

The girl is as bright as the moon, and the boy is brave and resolute,

They walked hand in hand through the golden wheat fields,

The laughter was loud and clear, and the birds rejoiced.

Girls are fragrant like flowers, boys are strong and fearless,

On summer mornings they arose together,

He took the cattle and sheep out and worked non-stop.

In the afternoons in the fields they shared lunch,

The girl's singing is melodious, and the young man plays the strings,

Bread and honey, endless sweetness and joy.

Oh--

They walked hand in hand through the golden wheat fields,

The laughter was loud and clear, and the birds rejoiced. "

The cheerful melody was rippling in the room, as if it was really summer now, and the fields were filled with endless ears of wheat, but unfortunately, the melodious and melodious singing voice was gradually diminishing, until it reached the last line, there was almost no sound.

After the last coda was sung, the room fell into silence.

Pepin still pressed Sarah's hand to her face, and didn't let go until it was cold: "Sarah, my nurse told me, my mother said before she died, that my Pepin's name was actually named after Charlie. of.

He promised that he would make me the king of Frank. I always thought this was my mother's sleep talk, but isn't everything about us also sleep talk?

If I could have known in advance, I would never come here, stay in Iberia, close the two mountain passes, and we will be kings behind closed doors, how wonderful it would be..."

Letting go of his hand, Pepin stuffed Sarah's hand into the quilt and made a quilt for her.

Finally, Pepin kissed Sarah on the forehead, and said in a voice only he could hear, "Don't worry, Sarah, I won't be Charlie."

Taking a deep breath, Pepin held the doorknob. He looked back at Sarah lying on the bed, as if he got up every day to deal with government affairs, and that day was normal.

Pushing open the door, walking out, and closing the door, Piping said flatly to the people surrounding the hut: "Sarah, she has been called by the Lord."

A low sobbing sound instantly filled the surrounding air.

"Dig some river ice, don't let the corpse rot, and no one is allowed to enter the room." Pepin gave the order indifferently as if nothing happened.

Whispered a few words in Souris and Orton's ears, and before they could close their mouths, Pepin strode towards the castle hall.

At the gate of the castle hall, Charlie was waiting in front of the gate. Judging from the snow on his shoulders, he had been waiting for a long time.

"I don't know about this matter. Fastrada is a stupid woman. After I die, you can kill all his children and family. I won't care, and no Austrasia nobleman will care. I will arrange everything, and you can vent your anger as much as you like."

"Then what if I want her to die now?"

Charlie shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work now. The Austrasia nobles behind her won't accept being hanged for murdering a heretic."

"Then I want her to apologize in person in front of me, and after that she must enter the monastery."

Charlie paused for a long time this time before continuing: "Even if you don't tell me, I will never let her leave the monastery again. After I die, you can dispose of her and her children as you like. I will not leave any means to protect them."

Pepin nodded and walked into the hall silently. Charlie turned around and asked his back, "How do you answer what I said yesterday?"

"My crowning ceremony will take place in three days, and I want Sarah to see it."

"Okay." Charlie nodded indifferently. He watched Pepin walk into the castle hall, and then walked towards the bedroom stiffly, but he couldn't help it before he took a few steps.

Dodging into a shadowy place in the garden corridor, Charlie took off his boots like crazy, staring at his reddened big toe.

He casually picked up a wooden stick and bit it in his mouth. At this moment, pains like needles and knives were hitting his toes, ankles and even his whole body, as if a thousand guns and ten thousand knives were slashing across his body.

If Charlie knew what lingchi was, he would definitely call this pain lingchi.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm——" Charlie's veins were throbbing, and he was sweating profusely.

"Ah?" A maid suddenly turned her head, frowning and looking in the direction of a small garden.

Another maid asked, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to hear something. Is there a thief coming in?"

"It's probably a rabbit. No thief would dare to steal something from His Royal Highness."

"Let's go and have a look."

"I really can't do anything about you, so just take a look..."

"What are you doing here?" A majestic voice sounded from behind, startling the two maids, and when they turned around, it was Diodorf, one of the Paladin scholars.

A bold maid replied tremblingly: "Your Excellency Diodorf, we heard something strange in the garden and thought it was a thief, so we wanted to go and have a look."

"I just came from the garden. There are no thieves. You must have misheard." Diodorf said gently.

The two maids looked at each other, then hurriedly nodded and bowed their heads: "Then we must have heard wrong."

The two maids ran away as if they had been caught stealing rice, but Diodorf turned his gaze to the faintly howling grass. Although he couldn't see anything, he still stayed where he was for a long time. leave.

Lidi's [-] chapters: Poitiers' Changing Husband$

In front of a church outside the Château de Poitiers.

The small square in front of the church has been transformed into a ceremony site. After all, the castle of Poitiers is not big enough to accommodate so many nobles.

On the walls were embroidered banners and the blue coat of arms of Frank, and in the center of the hall stood a throne of gold, stone and oak, inlaid with amber and rich gems.

The ground was covered with velvet blankets and flowers, and guards wearing iron helmets stood on both sides, and the armor gleamed under the reflection of the snow.

Nobles from all over the world and important figures from the kingdom gathered here, and there were gorgeous dresses and exquisite crowns everywhere. The nobles didn't have the slightest demeanor of later generations, and they spat and chatted carelessly.

"Did your righteous brothers come?" Charlie asked, looking at the neatly dressed Pepin in front of him.

Pepin shook his head: "They don't accept that I want to marry another Frankish woman, so they don't want to come, but it doesn't matter, I will solve it."

"Frank has countless brave fighters."

"Don't worry Your Highness, I have a plan." Halfway through speaking, Pepin was attracted by a tall figure.

Most of the nobles present, whether they were against Pepin or those who supported him, were still in high spirits. Only the woman, the Fastrada who killed Sarah, was sitting there like a walking dead.

She sat there blankly like a decoration, with two servants supporting her beside her. She never thought that the pagan woman would die, and what made her even more unexpected was that Charlie would ask her to apologize in public and then enter the monastery.

Once a woman in this era enters a monastery, it is basically impossible to come out in this life.

Of course Fastelada was unwilling, but her parents, her family, and the entire Austrasia nobles persuaded her to do so.

On the one hand, it was because she gave birth to two girls in a row, while Charlie was almost fifty, and according to some secret information, Charlie seemed to be seriously ill, so betting on the next generation would be very necessary.

The Frankish aristocratic groups in Austrasia need a new "Fastrada" to maintain their influence, so this old one can of course be put aside first.

Soon, priests, nobles, village elders, and free folk leaders of all sizes came to the meeting place. Petals were flying, and several noble children splashed silver coins, while the priests splashed holy water.

But Fasterrada's joys and sorrows are not related to them. At this moment, she only feels noisy, but her fate is fixed, so what can she do?

In the field, Alcuin personally put on the crown for Pepin, while the choir sang holy songs.

In the daze, the cheerful tunes and chants in her ears were farther and farther away from Fastelada, until someone held her arm, and she returned to reality.

"Your Highness the Queen." The servant said coldly, "It's time for you to step forward and repent."

Under the half-forced half-support of two servants, Fastelada staggered to the front of the hunchbacked Pepin. After years of growth, Pepin was now close to 1.8 meters, and she had to look up.

"I'm sorry, I murdered your wife." Fastelada shed tears of remorse, but she didn't know what the tears were for.

"This is not something a Heavenly Father believer should do. Although your wife is a pagan, she is still a nobleman. This is my sin. I repent to you and bear this sin. I am ashamed to continue. As queen, please allow me to enter the monastery for the rest of my life."