Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Forty-Nine Sign, I’ll sign it now!
"The pearls are very good. I have never seen this color and size. Even the ivory, it is too long and too big, and it is too eye-catching. Well... I will present it to the king in the name of Baron Angel."
"Bruno, you stayed on guard and came to see me as soon as possible... You can be considered a caring person. I am worthy of recommending you to His Majesty..."
"Yes! Yes! Manager Nuno, I, Bruno, will always be loyal to His Majesty, and even more loyal to you! You are my close father!..."
Manager Nuno's house is not as luxurious as expected. It is a palace viscount's residence, with a circle of courtyards outside and a two-story building inside. In the bustling city of Lisbon, it is not eye-catching at all. But inside the mansion
The decorations are also quite ordinary. There are no new, lifelike, expensive "Renaissance" paintings and sculptures on the walls. There are only some ancient Alawi Knights murals, symbolizing the ancient glory of the family ancestors.
Tonight, Manager Nuno's movements were a little old, his expression was a little changed, and he even talked a lot. Bruno was very surprised, but he didn't dare to ask. As for Manager Nuno, naturally he would not tell Bruno, because of this
After two days of hard work and attention, as well as the violent emotional fluctuations brought about by the discovery of the new world, King Joao coughed up blood again...
"Bruno, His Majesty is very concerned about the news you brought...perhaps too concerned. And your achievements are indeed great, enough to take another step forward, even a big step forward!"
Manager Nuno's expression was gloomy, and there was no hint of sadness or joy in his tone. As a court noble, he understood very well that his power came from the centralized royal power and from the great monarch himself. And once this big tree fell, another one would be replaced.
A new, alienated tree, a court viscount without a fiefdom, in the Lisbon court, meant nothing, let alone decided nothing.
At the moment, King Joao's life has entered the final countdown of the hourglass. On the big tree of power, he, who has always been loyal, has to plan for himself and pave some way out. And Bruno caught up with this
It can be said that this opportunity that comes once in twenty years is indeed favored by the goddess of fate...
Of course, before representing the goddess of fate and giving out the "big reward" of this fate, he has to take another look at the person's character and strike one final blow...
"Bruno, there has been no news from the exploration fleet that went to the Cape of Good Hope last year for more than a year. It probably sank... The storm at the Cape of Good Hope is indeed a test from the Lord. Only the most pious and brave knights can survive this!
…”
Manager Nuno smiled slightly, glanced at the nervous Bruno, and said meaningfully.
"According to the letter from the Knight Pero da Covilhã, he has arrived in India by land and knows the route to India. There is only such a short flight from East Africa to India... This also means that as long as he crosses
From the Cape of Good Hope, India is just around the corner!"
"So, His Majesty Bruno intends to form another Indian exploration fleet. You, who have been blessed and blessed by the Lord, will serve as the exploration captain of the fleet. It just so happens that you also have experience in exploring the southern continent many times, and you have the opportunity to lead it.
The fleet crossed the Cape of Good Hope and gained the supreme honor of being the first to reach India from the sea and opening up a new route to the East!..."
"Ah! What?! Let me cross the devil-cursed central Africa, cross the terrible storm Cape of Good Hope, and then go from the foggy eastern Africa to the eastern India?!..."
Hearing such an exploration mission, Bruno was shocked and couldn't help showing fear on his face. If the exploration of exploring a new Atlantic route seemed like a narrow escape, it was actually half and half...then the exploration mission across the Cape of Good Hope seemed like a narrow escape.
A life of nine deaths, but actually no life of ten!
You know, in the past ten years, he has followed Captain Diogo and experienced the devil's curse in the Central African Congo, and finally managed to survive! He has also followed Captain Diaz and experienced the murderous waves in the Cape of Good Hope.
Here, in the storm that almost capsized, he survived with difficulty!
As for the African coast east of the Cape of Good Hope, the Kingdom of Portugal has sent three more exploration fleets after Captain Dias. However, two groups of fleets have since disappeared, no news has been heard, and they have probably been buried under the sea. Only one group barely managed to cross South Africa.
, as a result, they also encountered the pagan and hostile Xingyue tribe on the East African coast. They could not find supplies and had to return...
This kind of mission to cross the Cape of Good Hope and explore eastward towards India would have to go from Lisbon to West Africa, to Central Africa, to the Cape of Good Hope, then to East Africa, to India... I'm afraid it would be a full 20,000 kilometers! Its level of danger is almost that of Bruno
The sum total of all the voyages I have experienced is true devotion to the Lord!…
"Lord! This is simply taking the lives of navigators and sailors to fill in a new sea route bit by bit! And I, Bruno, have been struggling for so long, don't I just don't want to be the price of that reclamation?..."
Bruno's heart was ups and downs, his whole body was shaking, and he had a look of bitterness and fear on his face. He was silent for a moment, then knelt down with a "pop" and bowed to Manager Nuno, and then he spoke with difficulty.
"Dear Director Nuno... I think... I want to serve the Lord and the Kingdom on the Atlantic Ocean! I am familiar with the New World and the Sipangu Sea, and I also have experience in dealing with the Aboriginal Kingdom... I am more suitable for the exploration and colonization of the New World.
Develop, even if you just become an ordinary captain...I beg you! Chief Nuno!..."
"Oh? Really?"
Manager Nuno smiled faintly and looked at Bruno's face. After searching for a long time, he didn't see a trace of anger or resentment. Then he let out a long sigh, nodded and smiled.
"Hey! Bruno, I think so too. You are indeed more suitable to lead the opening of the second new Atlantic route... So, I advise your Majesty that the exploration of the new Indian route should be left to younger, more heroic, and more pious people.
The sailing captain…”
"For example, the Vasco da Gama sailing family currently includes Vasco da Gama, Paulo da Gama, and Pedro da Gama... The three young captains are all in their early twenties. They are brave and fearless.
when…"
"His Majesty thought for a long time and agreed. He generously decided to let you preside over the second Atlantic exploration and be in charge of a fleet of five exploration ships. And this larger second Atlantic exploration will take place in just one and a half months.
Then, we will set off again at the end of September!…”
"Ah! Let me lead the second Atlantic exploration?!...Thank you, thank you sincerely! Dear Manager Nuno!..."
Upon hearing this arrangement, Bruno's mood was like jumping from the valley of Death Valley to the starry sky of Estrela Star Mountain in an instant! His face was full of gratitude, and he knelt down to Manager Nuno again, but was rejected by Nuno.
Manager Nuo held it gently and said with a smile.
"Bruno, there is no need to salute. I have another piece of really good news! However, before I tell you this good news, I have to ask for a reward first. After all, for your sake, I have made great efforts to
The affection in front of His Majesty has almost been used up..."
"Ah? Director Nuno, if there is anything I can do for you, please ask directly! Witness the Lord! Promessaé divida. My promise to you is my debt to you, and I will never waver in the slightest!..."
"A promise is a debt? Very good! Very good! It is indeed so!..."
Hearing this classic Portuguese proverb, Manager Nuno nodded with a smile. Then, he took out a roll of parchment contract that had been prepared from his arms and handed it to Bruno.
"Come on, Bruno, you said it yourself. Sign this five thousand gold ducats shareholding deed... and you won't owe me anything anymore!..."
"Five... five thousand gold ducats' shareholding deed?!..."
Hearing this, Bruno's fingers trembled as he took the roll of parchment and read the contents quickly. This is the Nuno family's shareholding contract in the Bruno family's navigation business, with the principal of five thousand gold ducats exchanged for 30%.
The reward for Bruno's family's future sailing development. If Bruno's sailing career fails, the five thousand gold ducats will need to be returned in full by him or his descendants...
"Ah! This kind of contract? Five thousand gold ducats?!..."
Bruno's heart was shaken, and his eyes were flashing. Of course he knew that the so-called "five thousand ducats" here, the so-called investment capital of the Nuno family, were completely fictitious and would not be used even for a single gold coin! This
That's what I asked for from him, five thousand gold coins as a reward!
And in order not to explore India at the Cape of Good Hope, in order to obtain the captaincy of the second Atlantic exploration, he signed a contract debt of five thousand gold coins? This is too...
"Bruno, you might as well take a closer look and look at the name above. The Lord testifies that I will never treat you badly. On the contrary, this contract will be the biggest opportunity in your life!"
Seeing the hesitation on Bruno's face, Manager Nuno calmed down and nodded lightly. But Bruno's eyes widened, he looked at the two parties to the contract at the beginning, and his whole body was shaken again!
"Count Nuno...you were promoted to court earl?...Ah! With Baron Bruno?!..."
"Baron! Lord! In this life, I can actually surpass the knight and become a noble baron?! Even if I am a court baron, it is a leap forward, surpassing the accumulation of two generations..."
"Sign! Dear Manager Nuno, my beloved father! I will sign it now!..."
