Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty Three Brothers, it’s time for dinner again!
"Columbus, by decree of the king, you are released."
"Ahaha! I, Columbus, am finally back!..."
"Ahaha! Thank you, the queen's messenger, for coming to pick me up from prison and bringing a carriage with nobles... Hmm?! Why is it you?! Eleazar, you deserve to go to hell!"
Columbus stood at the door of the prison and changed into the clothes that had been confiscated. Although they were still in tatters, he at least looked like a decent man. Beside him, followed by Captain De La Cosa, who looked haggard and sallow.
It's obvious that life in prison is torture enough.
As for the other sailors of the Santa Maria, only the last eight are left. Even the navigator Pedro is missing. I don’t know if he died of illness. For these ordinary low-level sailors, the Portuguese said that they were dead.
He is dead. Even if the Kingdom of Castile pursues the case, the worst he can do is pay dozens of silver coins...
At this moment, the Jewish businessman Eleazar smiled and got out of the luxurious carriage. He looked at Columbus intimately with a smile before speaking with a smile.
"Of course it's me! Columbus, the meals you eat in prison these days are pretty good, right? I paid for them all for you!..."
"..."
Columbus pursed his lips, his mouth was so soft that it made his whole body soft after shutting it for a long time. He rarely cursed, but looked at Eleazar, who was dressed in rich clothes, with a complicated expression, and asked.
"The Holy Mother has really opened her eyes! You, a stingy guy, can be so generous?..."
"Haha! Columbus, after all, your identity is different from before! You are now a great navigator who discovered new routes, a great captain who went to India and Japan and came back... And you were detained by the Kingdom of Portugal.
On the contrary, it solidifies your exploration of new sea routes and increases your reputation... You know, your current reputation in Castile is that of a 'navigating hero imprisoned by the Portuguese'! ... Treat the navigation heroes a few meals.
Food, that’s my pleasure…”
"I'm a Castilian sea hero? Well... that's true!"
Hearing this, Columbus nodded confidently, looked around for a while, and asked confidently.
"Praise the Lord! Where is the queen's messenger who came to fetch me?"
"..."
Looking at the ordinary and more confident Columbus, the Jewish businessman Eleazar was speechless. He stroked his beard and shook his head.
"No Castilian envoys have arrived in Lisbon in the past two months. As for the news of your release, the Kingdom of Castile probably doesn't know yet..."
"What? No messenger came to pick me up? The kingdom doesn't know yet?"
Hearing this, Columbus was shocked, and a strong sense of crisis came to his mind. If he was secretly killed by the Portuguese on the way back, and then lied about being a bandit, bandit, and crusader, where would he be to reason?
Go? You know, he offended the King of Portugal...
"Columbus, come on, get in my carriage! I'll entertain you at the port and then take you to the border..."
"Shit! Eleazar, every time I meet you, nothing good will happen! Who wants you to entertain?! Get out of my way!..."
"Huh? What's your attitude?...I still have an IOU for the two thousand gold ducats you owe me!..."
Seeing that Columbus was ignorant, Eleazar looked cold and took two steps back, allowing two strong Slavic men to come forward. Seeing this familiar scene, Columbus' knees felt weak again. He looked behind him
The sailors with sallow faces and thin muscles pursed their lips and hesitated for a while before lowering their heads and giving in.
"Eleazar, the two thousand gold coins I owe you will be paid back to you slowly in the future! I am also very grateful for your hospitality in prison... However, the situation is urgent now, and the Portuguese will definitely want to harm me!... I
You must first spread the news about your release from prison, get some horses, donkeys and mules, and run to Castile before the Portuguese are interested in killing you... Only if I survive can I continue to pay you back!..."
"...Danger? Where is the danger?...Columbus, are you too suspicious?!"
Hearing this, Eleazar was a little confused and looked around for a while. Except for a few Portuguese guards watching from a distance on the hill in the distance, he didn't notice anything different.
Besides, Lisbon is his base. He has been operating here for so many years as the general manager of the Venice Chamber of Commerce. Who among the soldiers, jailers, and patrols at the bottom does not know him, and who has not taken his money? Really?
No matter what happens, there will definitely be someone bribed to tip him off!
"Strange! How come this Jewish businessman who is wanted to be arrested is still related to Columbus?"
On the hill in the distance, Bruno was wearing a military uniform and a long hat, frowning, watching the Jewish merchants meeting Columbus. The several spear-wielding guards around him were all from the Portuguese navy, and they were no different from the local patrols.
relation.
To capture such a big fat sheep, Controller Nuno would naturally not use the corrupt local guards. Instead, he would directly arrange for navy manpower and then cooperate with the church's Inquisition. He would never let the other party get any information beforehand.
, let alone let the other party slip away...
"Wait a minute! Why did Columbus go west instead of going east? What's to the west? The port? What was he doing at the port? Did the Jewish businessman also go west with him?..."
"Boss, do you want to follow?"
"Follow! Stay away, don't let the Jew find you!..."
Soon, Bruno frowned more and more when he saw the movements of Columbus and his party, vaguely aware that something was wrong. When he led the men and made a roundabout way to the port, the scene in front of him came into view, accompanied by Columbus's drake shouting,
In an instant, his veins were twitching and his blood pressure was rising!
I saw Columbus standing on a pile of goods on the port pier, waving a sailor's hat he found somewhere, speaking Portuguese and Italian to hundreds of onlookers on the port, and to many nobles and merchants.
, shouted confidently and passionately!
"Witness the Lord! I am Don Christopher Columbus, a great navigator personally conferred by the Queen of Castile! I am extremely courageous, pious and fearless, and I went west to the depths of the Atlantic Ocean and arrived in the east, Sipangu and India.
I returned from the East alive with news of the new sea route! For the new sea route that I knew about, the King of Portugal put me in prison for a full year and a half!…”
This chapter is not over, please click the next page to continue reading! "Blessed Mother! I am a Castilian noble, a hero of navigation, and a great navigator who discovered new routes! And now, I am coming out of prison and being captured by Portugal
People stole my boat and belongings, my pockets were clean, and I didn’t even have a single copper!…”
"But, I know a new route to the East! To Japan, where gold is everywhere, to India, where spices are everywhere, to Seris, where silk and porcelain are everywhere! This is the real road to wealth, and it can make everyone rich.
!The Portuguese also got news of the new route, but they will never share this route with you... But I, the great navigator Columbus, will generously choose to share it!..."
"The Lord witnesses again! Just sponsor me, sponsor Columbus, the great navigator, with a horse, donkey or mule! I will tell him the location of Sipangu and India! Tell him the new route of wealth! Think about it,
A donkey, horse, and mule can be exchanged for a shipload of spices, porcelain, and silk! What a bargain! ... What? Liar? I, Columbus, guarantee my reputation and will never lie! If you cheat, I will go to hell.
!…”
"Okay, great! This big businessman...uh? It's you again?...The big businessman Eleazar has sponsored me a donkey! Is there anyone else? I only need ten mounts in total, I missed this one
Chance, you will never get the golden wealth of the East again!…”
"Ahem! Commander Columbus, we still lack food, two decent noble clothes, and it's best to have some money..."
In the crowd of hundreds of people, Dra Cosa, a descendant of the aristocracy, covered his forehead with his hands, feeling ashamed. The eight sailors behind him were also dumbfounded. They had never seen such a way to make money by begging. But after doing the calculation, Dra Cosa
, or whispered a few reminders to Commander Columbus, who was leading them to "beg for food". Soon, Columbus held his head high again, shouted confidently, and updated the "begging" list.
"My merciful Holy Mother! With just a donkey, horse, and mule! A fine dress! Or a gold ducat! Or a basket of food... you can go to the East and pick up gold, spices, porcelain, and silk everywhere! This is amazing!
What a once-in-a-century opportunity!… If you miss this opportunity to make a fortune in the East, the Lord will shed tears and mourn!…”
"Okay! Okay! Thanks to this big businessman...ahem...this vendor sponsored the bread and wine!...Is there any more? Who else wants it?..."
