"King, there is new news from Switzerland." A guy dressed as a waiter said to Frederick.
In a room that is not very bright, it seems that lighting candles can distinguish the sight. Although it is still noon, the sun cannot shine in this corner.
"Well, is it about Joan of Arc?" Frederick put down his quill and crossed his hands on his chin. It seemed that he was very concerned about things in Switzerland. However, from what he said, it seemed that his information channel was not just the waiter in front of him.
The waiter could also hear that the king already knew about Joan of Arc, so he did not waste any more words on this aspect at the moment, because he understood that the king had always had a strong sense of time and did not like anyone to waste his time for no reason. time.
"One more thing. His Royal Highness the Third Prince has arrived in Switzerland with his private army. Moreover, judging by the time, he should have arrived in Basel." In the shadow, the waiter's expression could not be seen clearly, and he did not know. What's going on in his mind right now.
"Basel? That means he has already reached the front line. It seems that my little son is still very capable." Frederick smiled, and then picked up the pen again, ready to write something What.
The waiter certainly did not expect that Frederick would have such a bland reaction. After all, the entire Holy Roman Empire is now operating secretly in order to conquer the Italian city-states (of course, this secret is only for ordinary civilians and Italians), and all armed forces are serving this matter. But now, the third prince left privately, bringing with him a not-so-small army. No matter what he thought, Lord Frederick should not use such a plain tone.
"But, my king, if His Royal Highness does this, will it" The waiter felt that he needed to remind him that Wolfgang's approach was wrong. At the very least, it was against the king's own will.
Although the words have not been finished, the meaning contained in them is that everyone is smart and there is no need to explain it too clearly.
Frederick said nothing more at this time, but raised his head and stared at the waiter for a full minute. As for the waiter, although he knew that he was in a dark corner and Frederick could not even see his face clearly, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, as if he had been seen through.
"King, I don't mean anything else. I just feel that what the Third Prince did is a bit inappropriate." Although explaining would make the matter darker, the waiter couldn't help but explain. Although, his explanation made him It all sounds pale and feeble to myself.
"My son, Frederick, does not need your discipline." Frederick did not raise his voice, but to the waiter's ears, it was undoubtedly a ringing reprimand: "Also, stay away from that trash, I tell you, Even if he is a waste, he is still my Frederick's son. You don't need to say anything. With his ability, it will be good if he can live his whole life peacefully. If you teach him this way, he will only get better. End."
As he spoke, Frederick¡¯s tone gradually became stern.
"King" The waiter's face was pale and cold sweat was pouring down his face.
"He is not as good at government affairs as his brother, and he is not as good at using soldiers as his brother. Living honestly is his only choice." Frederick waved his hand and continued: "You go, the same words, I won¡¯t repeat it a second time. If I find any connection between you again, I will make you disappear immediately, even if you helped me in the past.¡±
Frederick came to power by stepping on the corpses of countless nobles of the Holy Roman Empire, and those who had been helpful to him did not need to think about their previous relationship.
"Thank you, my king." The waiter hurried out. After all, he knew that Frederick was on the verge of anger. According to his status, he cannot bear the king's wrath under any circumstances.
Watching him walk out, Frederick took a deep breath.
My second son can neither handle government affairs well nor lead troops to fight. In my opinion, this is fine. After all, only one person can sit on the throne. But the key problem is that his son is not a master who is content with the status quo. Now he has even attracted his close ministers to his camp.
¡°Forget it, now is not the time to think about their affairs. The war in Italy must be fought. If you don¡¯t give other nobles a target, they will definitely cause trouble for themselves if they do nothing every day. Moreover, their military power has already begun to threaten him. Without taking the opportunity to weaken them, Miller may not be able to secure his position.
As for Wolfgang, this little guy must have found it boring to fight with weak Italians, so he went to Switzerland to find some"Difficult" challenge.
Frederick knew his son too well. If he asked him to compete for the throne, he would probably not agree to it in the first place. In his mind, the only goal is to find a suitable opponent with whom he can compete.
In Wolfgang's mind, Baizhou, who can unite half of Switzerland with thousands of troops, is undoubtedly his best opponent, but the reality is that Baizhou and Xi Qin are on their side, even if Wozhou Wolfgang would not help the Burgundians no matter how ignorant they were. But it is also very satisfying to settle for the next best thing and fight side by side with a reliable companion.
"Mother, I heard that Joan of Arc has been rescued." King Charles VII of France said to an old woman in front of him. There was a hint of excitement in his expression, but also a hint of regret.
"Who is so capable that he can actually save her?" The old woman's eyes turned from the window to the face of the Dharma King, and her expression showed no trace of happiness or anger.
"Let the people of Western Qin save us." The Dharma King sat down beside the old woman and continued: "It is said that this Western Qin people came to us from the far east and listened to God's call. Now they were entrenched in Switzerland, and their patriarch was made Duke of Switzerland by Frederick.¡±
"Obey God's call? Haha." The old woman seemed to have heard something very funny. "Then, did they go to rescue Joan of Arc because they obeyed God's arrangement? Well, this is very consistent with Joan of Arc's identity. , Haha, could it be that they migrated from the far east just to save Joan of Arc?"
The Dharma King looked embarrassed, as if he couldn¡¯t explain anything to this old woman.
"Then what should we do now."
"Did the people from Western Qin put forward any conditions?"
"Not yet." His Holiness replied truthfully.
"Then, we will send someone to contact them. As long as Joan of Arc is dead, all conditions on our side can be easily negotiated." The old woman's expression remained calm, as if what she was talking about was a commonplace matter rather than a matter of life or death.
But when the Dharma King heard this, his expression changed: "This is not good, how should I put it"
"Charlie, you are a king now, not a prince anymore. Some things are not that simple. Now, I just want you to remember that Joan of Arc's death is the best thing for you and the best thing for you. The best thing about France."
"However, the news brought by Botricot and Dinois is that the Western Qin people do not want Joan of Arc to die. They want us to attack Burgundy."
"Didn't you say that the Western Qin people didn't put forward any conditions?" The old woman's face turned cold. She didn't want to hear that the Western Qin people wanted to put forward conditions for them based on the living Joan of Arc.
"No, this is what Dinois and others analyzed from the recent military operations of Burgundy and Western Qin." The King of France did not tell the truth, because this was the news brought by Giles. His Holiness did not want to tell the old woman everything he had said.
"I don't care about anything else. There are many things in this world that can be discussed, as long as both of us have enough chips. So, you send someone to contact Xi Qin as soon as possible." The old woman gave the death order, "By the way, I know Di Noir and the others, don¡¯t be deceived by them. The best outcome would be if Jeanne d¡¯Arc dies. Things like feelings won¡¯t help your throne.¡±
"Yes." At this point, Charles VII had no choice but to agree.