In the study full of Arabic style, a large thin-wireed African neem wood table occupied half of the room, with precious hemp paper piled up on the table, but more of it was relatively cheap parchment.

On the table, on a Greek-style backrest chair made of thin silk neem wood, there was a strong young man sitting.

The two beards on his lips were thick black and shiny, and were carefully taken care of like the goat whiskers on his chin.

The young man was wearing a wide Arabic robe, holding a quill with ink in his hand, and a piece of parchment paper was placed under his pen.

The title of "The Second Five-Year Plan" is written in Latin on the paper, but there is a blank space under the title, and there is not a single word.

The young man seemed to be thinking, and the quill was hanging in the air. The ink on the tip of the pen gradually condensed into a ball, and then dripped on the parchment paper with a "click".

The young man threw the quill aside in annoyance, and he sighed to himself:

"Roger, Roger, it's easy for a time traveler to manage a planet. No matter how you write a plan report, it's too embarrassing for a time traveler."

Then he shook his head and said to himself:

"Forget it, it's not the first time I've embarrassed the time traveler. I'm used to it, too."

A bell with a "clang, clang" sounded outside the house.

The first reaction in Roger's mind was that someone was collecting garbage downstairs.

Then he smiled mockly, thinking that it must be the church ringing the bell.

He thought that the bronze bells in the church are very expensive these days, so how much garbage should be collected to cast one.

He calculated the time, and now should not be the time to pray.

He probably must have been there, and another church wedding was being held.

Roger couldn't help but think that his mother, Adelaide, accepted the proposal of King Baldwin of Jerusalem in the spring of four years ago and boarded the ship to the Levant.

......

Palermo is covered with various wonderful carpets from the Norman Palace on the southwest to the agarwood pier on the northwest.

Any houses that can be touched by the eyes on the street are decorated with purple cloth, with great glory and solemnity.

All the authorities of Sicily and Calabria, including Roger, as well as the family members, and all the attendants of the family, were dressed in various beautiful clothes, and accompanied them all along in horses and mules dressed in radiant dresses.

The church bells, trumpets and all kinds of sweet music rang throughout Palermo, and never stopped for a moment.

Nine ships that were about to travel far were quietly docked on the agarwood pier.

Besides that, the entire dock was empty.

In the past, like fish in a neatly arranged and densely packed manner on the fish stall, all kinds of merchant ships and fishing boats docked on the pier were invisible.

Deeply embedded in the harbor of Palermo, the originally bustling waterways were also cleared out, leaving only the rippling blue waves.

Among these nine ships, the three-row galley sailboat that Adelaide was about to take on, the mast wrapped in pure gold shone brightly into the distance, dazzling like the golden sun.

And the two ends of this ship were covered with gold and silver with the skillful skills of the craftsmen, which amazed all viewers.

Roger was not worried that such a slutty ship would attract the attention of many pirates in the Eastern Mediterranean.

Because in addition to loading a large amount of gold, silver, purple fabric, jewelry and precious clothing, these ships also carry 500 strong warriors and a team of extremely powerful Sarasen archers.

The soldiers were fully armed, with weapons, chain mail, helmets, and shields shining with dazzling silver light.

The clothes of archers are both expensive and dazzling.

But Roger knew that the archery skills of these Salas archers were definitely not as fancy as their dress.

In addition to these, there are other weapons and equipment used for defense on the ship, such as crossbows, catapults, and poles... Anything is enough to make the invading enemies regret it.

The one who led this armed force was Roger's most trusted nobleman, a warrior who was very familiar with the East, and Roger was promoted to a viscount by Roger.

Adelaide, dressed in a dress, is about to step onto the boarding ladder like a wooden bridge.

She turned around and said goodbye to Roger.

"Mom," Roger said first, "I wish you and the ones you love will always be happy."

Adelaide looked at Roger proudly and kindly:

“Although King Baldwin of Jerusalem is tall, handsome and famous, none of these are enough to make me fall in love with him.

Roger, my dear child, the person I love will always be you."

"Mom, if you don't love her, why should you marry him?"

"For Baldwin, who had no children, promised me that when he was called, the crown of Jerusalem would be inherited by my child, that is, you, Roger."

"Well, mom, I think he means, he and your kids."

“First of all it was him and my children, but if he and I had no children, the crown would be inherited by you.

"This is an agreement between me and Baldwin, written in writing and clearly written that he had stamped the king's seal.

"I'm not a bitch like Uraka. I was deceived by the even more awkward Alfonso's words."

"Mom, this kind of inheritance is not in line with secular habits."

"Come on, what kind of secular habits? That bitch Uraka can do it, why can't I? Do you think I'm not as good as a bitch?"

Roger wiped the sweat that did not exist on his head, and he didn't know how to answer this.

Adelaide continued: "I have sent someone to bribe Baldwin's court physician.

"The doctor said he was injured on the battlefield in the early years, so it would be more difficult to have children.

"I think I should give him some medicine to take care of his body.

"I remember in the oriental story you told, there was a woman named 'Golden Pan' who was very good at taking medicine to her husband."

"Ah!?" Roger was shocked.

Adelaide continued: "Where did you hear these oriental stories?"

Roger: "Catalonia, when I passed by there, I met a bard who had been to the East."

Roger made a random mistake. Anyway, he had been to Barcelona, ​​Catalonia, and his mother had never been there, so he wouldn't get it wrong no matter how he got it.

But Roger was also afraid that Adelaide would ask, so he hurriedly asked:

"Mom, you don't want to learn 'Golden Lotus Pan' and give Baldwin medicine, right?"

"What do you think? Am I the kind of person?

"Since I have married, I have to be a good wife. Of course, a good wife should take care of the injured husband.

“I think like him, I should eat more celery.

"I still remember you said that according to the legend of the East, celery is good for health, right?"

"Uh..." Roger really sweated on his head.

Adelaide began preaching about mom mode:

"I have told the chef that you will not have the dish of celery in your future recipes.

"Roger, you are 18 years old, why don't you have children yet?

"Elvira is really a shame, but looking at her appearance, she doesn't look like a fertile person. Why..."

"Mom, mom, today is your good day. Can we stop talking about this topic?"

"Okay OK, I can't control you."

"Mother......"

"Don't be sad, Roger, stand up and be a famous man like your father.

"Okay, I'll leave, wait. When it's time for the right time, I will send someone to inform you to take over the crown of Jerusalem."

So the fleet of Adelaide gradually faded away until it was far away, and the dazzling golden light sank into the sea like the setting sun.

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Chapter completed!