Chapter 901:

"..." Isabel sighed, she knew that her daughter didn't want to go back... As someone who has come here, looking at her daughter who has opened her eyebrows, she somewhat knows what the so-called "serving" means... This way Not bad, at least, maybe we can meet in heaven in the future? "It's my daughter's honor to serve you, my majesty... I just ask you to allow me to visit them at any time..."

"Of course—you're still their mother, that won't change because of other things..." Zhou Ye nodded, "However, I'm only allowed to be alone... and only you..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!!" Isabel I respectfully kissed Zhou Ye's shoes here, and after having a conversation with his three daughters, he left the valley...

Chapter 1269

When Isabel I returned to the royal city with his servants, her husband Ferdinand II naturally noticed that her appearance had become much younger, as if she had returned to her twenties. .

In this regard, Isabel I explained that she went to the valley where the saint lived in seclusion to find her daughter... Because her daughter took pity on her hard work, she secretly stole some holy water from the saint for her to drink. become much younger...

In this regard, Ferdinand II is jealous and depressed - not only women like to be young, but also men...

However, he didn't say anything, after all - he knew that he would not treat his daughter very well on weekdays. Even if he went, his daughter would risk stealing holy water for him to drink. Can't even get into the valley...

Isabelle I knew very well that her husband was not a man with a big belly - if he told him about it, he would inevitably become greedy... At that time, I am afraid it would lead to the destruction of the Kingdom of Spain...

Time is passing little by little...

In a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed... During this period—Isabel I boiled over to death of her husband and even her son... Became a veritable Queen of Spain. Under her leadership, the entire Kingdom of Spain burst out more than ever before. More powerful vitality, easily defeated his neighbor Portugal, and became one of the few maritime powers.

One hundred and sixteen years later, a generation of queens, Isabel I finally passed away...

at the same time----

Kingdom of Spain - Port of Valencia.

Valencia is the third largest city in Spain. It is known as the "Pearl of the Mediterranean" because of its excellent geographical location. On the port here, cargo ships come and go in and out of the port, including goods from Asia Minor. There are also grains from far away Russia, and various items from Egypt...

In short, the freight in the port is very busy, and the coolies who are here to make a living are hardly hungry. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will never starve to death here...

At this moment, on the road more than ten kilometers away from the city of Valencia, a black luxury carriage was escorted by six knights in black armor, driving towards the city of Valencia...

In the carriage that could be called a moving palace, Zhou Ye was lying lazily on the sofa, calculating in his mind how much history he had disturbed...

At least - because of his appearance, a certain Holy Roman Emperor will not be born, and who said that Juana has become his woman? As for her two younger sisters, because of his appearance, they got rid of their unhappy marriages, which is gratifying—how gratifying... Is it possible that he saved three poor girls again? ?

"Honey……"

Juana's voice interrupted Zhou Ye's thinking. As a black portal opened, Juana in a gorgeous black dress walked out with her two younger sisters...

As soon as they returned to their man's side, the three sisters cuddled in his arms with a sad expression. "Why do people die? Darling??"

"There is a beginning and an end, this is the true meaning of life..." Zhou Ye sighed and gently stroked the three sisters' long hair. "Death is not the end, it's another new beginning... darlings!"

"I know... dear!" Juana choked and nodded her head. She knew these things, but she was always a little unhappy in the face of her mother's passing...

"Dear...help us forget this heartache..." Little Catherine said while blocking Zhou Ye's request. She wanted to do something to numb her sad heart because of the loss of a loved one... For this, Of course, Zhou Ye is being kind...

Just like this, the three sisters started the battle mode with their man directly in the hall...

The other girls looked at each other and smiled, then got up and left the hall automatically. They knew that the three Juana sisters needed some time and space to forget the pain of the passing of their loved ones... They are not suitable for this place right now.

The battle in the car did not affect the operation of the car at all... Debra, who was sitting in the throne, was still driving the carriage unhurriedly towards the port...

Although it is the end of the sixteenth century, the nobility still occupies a dominant position in society, but the decline of the knight has been inevitable with the advent of the age of gunpowder... The knight has begun to appear as an aristocratic class In the eyes of the public, it is not a symbol of force.

After all—armor is no match for gunpowder.

When the carriage drove into the busy port under the **** of six knights, the entire port suddenly became much quieter. From time to time, someone hurriedly moved the goods they were carrying to both sides of the road, giving way to the wide inside for this very luxurious-looking carriage to pass.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the management office not far from the port, and a port tax officer who had already noticed it rushed out in a hurry, and he bowed respectfully towards Debra, who was sitting in the seat of the charioteer. Shi Li said: "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with? Beautiful lady..."

Yes, in medieval Europe, the status of women was not high, but it also depends on which class the woman is from...

At least, from the perspective of the tax officer wearing a white wig, the female imperial concubine wearing a gorgeous dress in front of him, even if she is a servant, is not something he can provoke... If he is not mistaken, in The conspicuous position of the carriage, the inscribed family badge belongs to the Spanish royal family, and there is another badge he does not know... But it doesn't matter, it must also be a noble badge...

Then it means that in this luxurious carriage, there must be at least one member of the Spanish royal family and a member of the noble family no less than him.

"My master needs a boat, a boat that can go out to sea..." Debra said with a smile: "Of course, we will pay according to the market price, please rest assured!"

When the tax officer heard Debra's words, he was instantly refreshed... But then, he asked with a strange expression: "Please forgive me, beautiful lady, why don't you use the royal family's ship??"

You must know that since Isabel I financed Columbus' voyage, he tasted the sweetness brought by the great voyage. Since then - it is not the fleet of others that occupies the largest share of maritime commerce, but the commercial fleet of the Spanish royal family... OK Say, if you want to ask which firm has the most ocean-going merchant ships? Except for the royal family, don't do what he thinks.

"Some things, we don't call the royal family's ship, do you understand?" Debra smiled and said.

"This...I understand...I understand..." The tax officer suddenly showed a look of understanding. In his opinion, it must be a secret mission...or something like a royal power struggle. These things, He deeply understands that it is better to not know than to know... "I will ask you now which ship is about to leave the port... May I ask what your master's destination is...?"

"Romania..."

In fact, he didn't understand anything, Zhou Ye was just borrowing a boat to go to the open sea... After all, even the best deep-water harbors couldn't dock his boat here, whether it was the Great Emperor yacht or the nuclear power of the Umbrella. Super battleship, the water depth here is not enough to carry it.

Chapter 1270

Just as the tax officer was about to turn around and rush to ask which ship was about to leave the port, a rude voice interrupted his movement.

"You blood-sucking leech, why are you detaining our goods?" With the voice, a middle-aged man in shabby burlap clothes appeared behind the tax officer, his face was indignant. "We have paid all the taxes and berthing fees as required, why are we impounding our cargo?"

"You bastard...Beautiful lady, don't listen to him talking nonsense here..." The tax officer looked at the strong man who spoke strange Spanish in front of him with an anxious look on his face. He really didn't want to meet him at this time. This guy... You must know that the people sitting in the carriage are all nobles, at least one member of the royal family, and at least one big noble is there.

But at this juncture, he was blocked by this guy in front of him... Ma Dan's life is really disadvantageous...

In fact, the tax officer of course knew this guy. This guy was a businessman from Romania, but the goods he sold overlapped a little with a domestic businessman. Temporary seizure of the cargo... The tax officer did exactly that.

But now, this guy is embarrassing himself in front of the members of the royal family... Obviously, this is to make things worse.

You must know that the tax officer of the port is a fat man. If his uncle has been the housekeeper of the Sith Earl's house for more than 20 years, he will not be able to take this position...

He is most afraid of the noble man in the carriage who intervenes on a whim, and he will be dead... He is only a relative of the earl's housekeeper, not the earl's relative. A single word from a noble can kill him as a small person. future……

However, what is the tax officer afraid of...

In the face of this strong man who came out to make trouble, Debra seemed to have a little interest. "Are you Romanian?"

"Yes... Your esteemed lord..." The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and saluted when he heard Debra's question. A glimmer of smugness flashed in his eyes looking at the ground...

Yes, he deliberately waited for this opportunity to question the tax officer, not for anything else, but for the goods he was detained... You know, the saying that time is money is especially important to these maritime merchants...

He doesn't want to waste time at the port... If it goes on like this, he will lose everything.

"What's your seized cargo??" Debra continued.

"Yes..." The middle-aged man was about to speak, but was interrupted again by Debra. "Forget it, don't tell me what the goods are, just tell me how much pistol is worth!"