To Four Thousand Years Later

v4 Chapter 47: I said I'm not nervous, do you believe m

Leonardo and Francis came to the cathedral with Ralpham sandwiched between them. They continued eastward, through the alley behind Solomon's church and continued eastward.

Solomon above.

An old priest looked at Francis who was leading Leonardo to the south, glared at the coquettish Francis with a displeased and complex expression, shook his head repeatedly, and muttered in a low voice: "Fools are guilty of ignorance. He thought he was just playing. After leaving the sight of the old priest, he tilted his head and said softly to Francis, "Proverbs Book 46. "

You are enough, everyone is happy today, don't say such painful things. When Francis heard this, he covered his forehead in pain.

Their family has been a notary for generations, and Francis' father is also a literate man who has read books.

In this era, as long as the family members are literate. The teaching materials for children's literacy will be the latest printed "Proverbs of Solomon". Francis has been naughty since he was a child, and his brain is not enough. Although his family wants him to recite the book, he always wants to go out to play. In this era, notaries are basically good. The work of so-called notaries is to vouch for contracts made before them with their own authority and impartiality. For example, someone who promises to borrow five pounds and pays it back in three months ends up trying to rely on the fact that the job of a notary is to collect the account. If they don't come, they will take all their family's things out and sell them to make money, and the signed contract must be enforced no matter what. Or someone made an oath or made a promise, and if it is signed by a notary, they are also responsible for enforcing it—for example, if they beat their wife again, they will chop their hands. Then they will be responsible for chopping their hands; for example, if two people fight a duel regardless of life or death, then no one can retaliate after the winner is determined. Even if someone accidentally offends some big shots, as long as they pay a notary to come and give gifts to reconcile, the matter will usually pass. In a sense, the authority of a notary is even higher than that of the mayor of some small places. After all, unlike those high-ranking big shots, they are the real people who can touch, see, and keep their word.

It seems that people who do this business, if they are not skilled, would have been beaten to death when they were collecting debts. And in such a family, Francis, who grew up as a rebellious scumbag, was naturally beaten a lot. The general starting gesture is "Which book does a certain sentence come from?" or "What is the first half sentence or the second half sentence of a certain sentence" and the like. In fact, he hadn't read a few of the books his father made him read. This made Leonardo's grandfather very angry-even if the books of this era are much straighter than before, the value of many books is at least equivalent to a calf. Ordinary townspeople do not have the opportunity to study in depth, but Francis does not cherish it.

Three days, one small, five days, one big, then Leonardo's grandfather was lazy, and when he was diligent, he could perform skills three times a day. Sometimes when Francis didn't do anything stupid or make trouble, he would touch him and pick it up, thinking it was because he was busy with work a few days ago and didn't have time to beat him up.

Fortunately, Francis' brother was able to live up to his expectations, which prevented Francis from being beaten to death. Unlike Francis, Leonardo was never beaten even once by his grandfather. Because no matter what he tested Leonardo. Leonardo rang and immediately said the correct answer. When Leonardo was ten years old, he had already learned four languages, read more than a dozen literary and philosophical works, could recite all the codes of the Principality of Sardinia in four languages, and flexibly used Francis himself The summed up fighting skills beat Francis in turn.

This made Francis deeply feel that the talent gap between people is so unfair. No matter how talented Leonardo is, there are some things that cannot be experienced without trying.

- He is not afraid of trouble. Even if you take the initiative to treat guests, you should also bring Leonardo here, just to see his shy, frightened and even confused expression! this! You can't possibly do it too!

"What are you talking about?" Leonardo glanced at Francis, pointed to the door with his chin, "Go and open the door, Francis.

"I know, I know." Francis complained, patted Ralpham on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "We'll go in first, and then you can come in in a few minutes." Be honest, Ralpham. Think about that think about the lantern "I I know

Ralpham, who had been silent all this time, nodded slightly trembling.

Watching Ralpham hide aside, Francis reached out and knocked on the door three times. Then he put his arms around Leonardo's shoulders, making a kiss.

After a while, a big fat man with thick arms and a face like a pumpkin that could jump up and hit people opened the door from the inside.

"Good afternoon, Sir Francis.

Then the fat man cast doubtful eyes on Leonardo: "This is" my nephew, my dear nephew. His name is Leonardo da Vinci

Francis smiled and said, "I'll bring him here for fun. It's his first time here. Take it easy, Leonardo, there's nothing to be afraid of. Women don't eat people."

Leonardo nodded silently. of course i know

"Good afternoon, Monsieur Leonardo."

Hearing this, the fat man showed a friendly smile and whispered in a soft voice that didn't fit his body type: "I wish you a good time."

With that said, he opened the door and let the two of them in.

Unlike the inconspicuous outside, the space inside this building is quite large. The whitewashed walls reflect warm light under the light of the fire. There are many portraits of women with graceful limbs and wisps on the walls. You can also hear the melodious sound of violins in the distance, and the sound of silver bells. Woman's laughter.

Francis leaned over, and the ninja asked quietly with a smile.

"I think so. Leonardo leaned over too. He replied solemnly in a low voice: "The painters here are not very good.

Francis was stunned speechless. The two of them walked down the long corridor. A very handsome fat man with a big belly came out of Rixing, wiping his sweat, full of guns and swords.

"Hey buddy, put your gun here!"

He shouted: "We are not allowed to bring weapons in here!

"Of course, bro. I was looking for you just now.

Francis laughed and stepped forward, handing the gun under his ribs, the gun bag, and the dagger at his waist to the fat man; Leonardo also imitated his movements and took out his own pistol. The fat man skillfully hung the gun bag on his body and said, he raised his eyebrows and gave Leonardo a funny circus salute: "Have a good time, young man."

"Thank you, Yanxia."

Leonardo replied very politely.

The people here seemed to be pretty good - which made him even more worried. Yasta really won't dismantle this place to look at Leonardo who is a little stiff. Francis showed a very satisfied smile.