Chapter 498 Ludvik’s Attitude
October 25, 1445 in the Imperial Calendar.
The autumn wind finally blew away the smoke above Fort Joan of Arc. Horn had just arranged Peltier's work, and it didn't take long before he received news from Rapid City.
Ludwik, the current abbot of Brago Monastery and the Juanoist senatorial monk, finally arrived at his pious Castle of Joan of Arc on October 25.
Amidst the thick smoke of burning wheat straw on both sides of the bank, three barges with a displacement of about 50 tons slowly approached.
This kind of flat-bottomed boat is the most common merchant ship on inland rivers. The boat is about 5-7 meters wide. Before getting closer, Horn can see the black asphalt and pine tar smeared on the hull.
The white sail was rolled up, the long oar was retracted, and the long board protruded from the side of the ship and was placed on the plank road of the pier.
The first to come down were three or five monks wearing coarse cloth and knee-length armor. They had daggers with broken thorns and short handles hanging on their waists.
Then surrounded by two men holding crow-pecking war hammers were three monks in black robes with neatly shaved Paul-style Mediterranean hairstyles.
The one on the left is naturally Horn's old friend Martin, who is smiling and nodding towards Armand, who is waving.
The one on the right is a short, fat old monk with a hooked nose. His loose monk robes are held up by fat and are as tight as a giant onion.
He lifted up his robe with some disgust, fearing that he would step on the feces and urine on the pier, although under Horn's public toilet law, the feces, urine and feces on the pier have basically disappeared.
The old man in the middle looks to be in his seventies, with his withered white hair neatly combed, and his figure is stronger than the two monks next to him.
He has a pair of inverted triangular eyes and a thin scar on his eyebrows. When he was young, he must have been a Juanno-level figure with a double red stick.
But now that he is old, he frowns and looks kind-hearted.
"Welcome to Castle Joan of Arc."
Horn quickly took Jeanne, Armand and Catherine to greet them and began to introduce and greet each other.
Ludvik had obviously done some homework with Martin. He knew the Holy Word sect’s handshake ceremony, and he held Horn’s hand with his thick right hand first.
"I thought you would be very young, but I didn't expect you to be so young." Patting Horn's hand, Ludwick turned his head and smiled inarticulately at the monks behind him: "It's really Young people have been born since ancient times.”
The monks laughed in agreement.
Horn didn't know if he was old and confused or was joking, but he just laughed awkwardly: "The Salvation Army has always respected sages, and old dean Ludwick has arrived, and we have seen it today."
"Really. Sorry, things are busy in Brago Monastery. The appointment was originally scheduled for mid-September, but it has been postponed until now." Old Dean Ludwick held Horn's hand tightly and said apologetically.
"It is better to come early than to come. The abbot of Long Causeway Abbey has arrived at Black Pottery Town and will arrive at Castle Joan tomorrow."
The so-called abbot of Long Causeway Abbey is actually Lu Lexi.
Many years ago, most of the monastery systems in Black Snake Bay were bypassed by the local secret party.
The church basically turns a blind eye, because sometimes they need to go to the secret party for help through these middlemen.
The Secret Party of Black Snake Bay does not cooperate with the church, but they can cooperate with the religious order.
Although it was suspected of covering one's ears and stealing the bell, it gained the unanimous acquiescence of both parties.
After all, religion is not as big as business, it’s almost done.
"That's great. We haven't seen each other for at least ten, uh, twenty years." Seeing Ludwick almost spill the beans, Martin almost said "correct".
Old Ludvik finally let go of Horn's red-squeezed hand and introduced the two guardians to him.
"Martin, you have met, this is Jean Bulow, the priest of our Brago monastery."
"May the Holy Lord bless you." Horn shook hands with him salute.
"May the Holy Lord bless you." The short and fat Jean Blow looked directly into Horn's eyes, put on a professional fake smile, took Horn's hand and shook it.
Horn blinked and did not say much. Instead, he turned around and continued to introduce several important people behind him to Ludwick.
Old acquaintances including Madeleine, Armand, Jeanne, Catherine and Mittern naturally started chatting with Ludwick. At this time, two other barges followed and docked, and a dozen or twenty Juano monks got out of each barge.
Most of them are a middle-aged experienced monk, a classic romantic trio with two or three young monks or nuns.
Horn immediately understood that these were probably the first batch of fifty monks who came with Ludvik to support them.
If Ludwick's meeting goes well, there will be a second batch of fifty monks, and there will be about three batches of 150 people in total.
This was the result of Juanno's decades of adoption of orphans and free education, but it was taken away by Horn.
"Dean Ludwik, are you going to visit or rest first? I have prepared the ingredients for the dinner for you."
Dean Ludwik is kind. He put his arm around Armand's shoulders: "One today and one tomorrow. It's such a waste. Since the abbot of Changdi Abbey is here, let's do it together."
"Ahem, uh, uh... ..." He moved closer to Ludvik, causing Bloo to cough.
Ludvik seemed not to have heard anything, holding Armand in his arms and walking towards the carriage while talking to Horn.
In Martin's half-smiling expression, Jean Blow snorted coldly, struggled to open the door of the carriage and climbed into the carriage.
There was naturally a reason why Ludvik was sent to a country house on the outskirts of the city instead of staying in the city.
In terms of security, it is best to send them to Kush Castle, but it is damp and cold there. Except in summer, you have to light a stove for heating all year round.
Sending Ludwick in, Horn was afraid that he would die of cold due to his age.
Judging from the look on the face of the monk Jean Brogo, he could roughly guess that there were also disagreements about Horn within the Brago Monastery.
News from Xiaochi City showed that a large number of nobles and knights' families fled to Kasha County during the previous wars.
It is naturally impossible for these fugitive nobles to say anything good about Horn. They spend all day slandering and making all kinds of outrageous rumors.
Under Juano's rule, Caxia County was dominated by rich farmers and small landowners. There were not many poor people, but they could also enjoy tax reductions similar to transfer payments.
This makes Caxia County, although it is the pioneer experimental site of Juano's reform, the feudal structure is actually more reasonable and solid than the other counties.
When facing Horn, the locals' illusions were not yet shattered, and they actually had a faint intention of moving closer to the knights and the church.
They are all old men with families, fields, and jobs. All the order before they were born is the absolute truth.
For these rich peasant small landowners, they still have the opportunity to become retinue knights, knights and even earls. Why should they let the "everyone is equal" Salvation Army rule?
But they fail to see that the status of these rich peasants and small landowners is based on the suppression of the church and secular nobles.
Mainly relying on Juanno's integration of religious forces, the support of the secret party behind it, and the economic, political and military support of Catherine and Meliati.
Once Juanno dies and Catherine and Meliati turn against each other, they will surely become the main targets of the nobles.
This is not an era in which meat-eaters are despicable, but an era in which everyone from top to bottom is despicable.
Strategic thinking and vision are absolutely rare things in this era, and many great nobles may not have them.
Fortunately, the Ludvik in front of me is a smart man, and he took the initiative to move closer.
Whether it is true or false, it is an absolutely correct move.
"The city is noisy and crowded. I'll send a few of them to the country house to rest. I'll come back to visit after I change my clothes." Standing on the side of the carriage, Horn drew the character "屮" towards Ludvik.
"Okay, okay, don't come early, I have to take a nap." Ludvik waved his hand towards Horn and put his head back from the carriage window.
Looking at the departing carriage, Horn turned his head and ordered to Gilo and Rafael: "We have strengthened the security in the past few days. Many important people are coming. Do you understand?"< br>
"Understood, Your Majesty."
(End of this chapter)