king of ros

Chapter 213 Religious Seal
"This city is really not strong enough, it can't compare with Kyiv at all, and even the wine is not as good as Kyiv."

Jan muttered in Ross, and then he staggered out of the tavern. The tavern clerk beside him couldn't understand him at all.

But even if he understands, he will pretend not to understand. This is a big customer, and he has ordered all the good wine in the tavern, and what does the king's city have to do with him.

Although Fehshwar is now full of foreign dignitaries, such generosity is still rare.

Jan Vishadzic threw a few silver coins on the ground with disdain, and the tavern waiter hurriedly picked them up.

These silver coins bear the trident of the Rurik family, which is the foreign trade currency of Kievan Rus. They are made of precious imported silver, and they are well-made and used in large quantities.

Even the residents of the imperial capital love such coins, not to mention this Hungarian tavern.

Uncle specially distributed these silver coins to the Ross nobles who came here this time for their use. It would be too outrageous to use silver ingots like hryvnia outside. Why is Ross a member of the civilized world, even his own silver coins Nothing too barbaric.

"Don't be like a nouveau riche, Jan, it's not good for you to be like this."

Rostislav looked at Yang's playful look, and subconsciously said that the prince of Moscow really disliked him, and the prince didn't like this kind of profligacy.

"Besides, there are spies all around us, so we still have to pay attention to our words and deeds."

Rostislav was still looking around, but there were indeed several clumsy spies who entered the target. They pretended to be street vendors or pedestrians, but they didn't look like they were. However, under the cover of these clowns, there must be real spies staring at them. .

"Let them see. Do we still need to care about this group of people when we do things? My prince, don't care too much about other people's opinions."

Yang suddenly put his arms around Rostislav's neck, as if he was a brother. The prince of Moscow felt the smell of alcohol rushing towards his face, and Rostislav's face also showed helplessness, just like treating a naughty little brother.

Jan also quickly put down his hand, and then gave Rostislav a mischievous grimace, only Jan dared to be so intimate with Rostislav.

Regarding the spies around him, Rostislav and Yang have similar views. He doesn't care about their activities at all. He came out to visit rather than meet anyone. Those spies follow if they want to. What I said just now is just to persuade Convergence point.

Speaking of spies, Fehshwar is probably one of the cities with the most spies in the entire Christian world.

The empire, Poland, and the Hungarian Civil War, as well as Ross, and the surrounding kings who paid attention to Hungary's movements, not counting the nobles, God knows how many dark transactions and battles there are in the shadow of this city.

But Rostislav has no interest in these shitty things, he came here just to see this Hungarian city, to see this exotic scenery.

As the political and religious center of the country of Magyar, although the size of this city is not good for the Rus, the architecture is still very good, and the people who live here are all wealthy residents.

As for the refugees who filled every corner of the city some time ago, they have been deported, and their shacks have also been cleaned up.

Walking on the streets of Fechshwar and looking at the surrounding scenery is quite interesting.

Rostislav also went to the local Christian cathedral to pray. It was unlucky to say that he met a Catholic priest who thought he was a Russian and wanted to argue with him, but Rostislav directly chose to run away.

It's not that the prince of Moscow can't argue. He is a student of Bishop Luca. He has memorized many orthodox classics, but he is unwilling to argue. It is the responsibility of priests to debate scriptures, not him, a prince. He really doesn't want to argue with others. Discussing things like "and clauses"...

What's more, in the context of the great division between the Eastern and Western churches, rashly debating the scriptures is easy to cause diplomatic accidents. Although conflicts between the Eastern and Western churches are routine, as long as people are willing, small things can turn into big things.

When it comes to religion, Rostislav discovered through various traces on the street while shopping that the belief situation in this city is very similar to that of Ross, in other words, half of the city's people are pagans...

But this is also normal, Hungary converted to Christ later than their Ross.

Today Rostislav intends to take a look outside the city of Fekhshwar. He is used to seeing the scenery inside the city, so he should take a look at the scenery outside.

Rostislav didn't plan to bring many followers, because bringing so many people would make it impossible for him to see what he wanted to see.

Although the boy Vasily disapproved of Rostislav's behavior, how could he change the prince's decision, and finally sat back obediently under Rostislav's order.

As the guest of Prince Ross and King Bella, the prince naturally passed through the city gate with ease, and came to the camp outside the city where people from all over Hungary gathered.

And farther away are the military camps of all parties, with different flags flying in them, and patrolling soldiers can be seen on the towering wooden towers.

But what Rostislav cared about was not those military camps, but the Magyar camp. Due to the order of King Bela, the whole of Hungary sent representatives here. It can be said that the camp is now full of people from all over Hungary.

For Rostislav, it would be a pity not to take this opportunity to see and interact with people from all over Hungary.

As far as the Prince of Moscow could see, there were bustling crowds everywhere, nomads on horseback drinking beer, capable farmers and wealthy citizens talking about prices for goods, and tough-looking mercenaries selling themselves to find employers.

Although the influence from the west and the south is becoming stronger, the clothing of the Magyars still maintains a strong nomadic style. Many people wear robes and high fur hats, like a group of nomads gathering.

This is a scene full of vitality, and it is Rostislav's favorite scene to see. After seeing so many desolate scenes, there is nothing more joyful than seeing prosperity.

Rostislav walked among them, listening to the cries in foreign languages, he felt relaxed in his heart, compared to the court of intrigues, he liked this ordinary everything.

Of course, he only likes it because of the distance. If he is trapped in the trivial matters of life at the bottom and under the pressure of existence, then Rostislav must be thinking every day how to get rid of this scene that he used to love so much.

While walking in the tent, what Rostislav suddenly saw made him frowned.

He saw a lot of people worshiping a strange statue, those people were quite devout, they almost cast their bodies under the statue, and there were many people in luxurious clothes, even if there were no worshipers nearby, they threw their hands at the statue. It's also a look of respect.

And the man with the appearance of a priest spoke those fanatical words, many of which were attacks on Christ, but no one had any objections to this.

And Rostislav knew what it was, the Magyar god of old, Isten who ruled the skies.

Like Ross, Hungary also has the problem of strong pagan forces, but the problem here is even more serious than Ross. There was a large-scale pagan rebellion only a few decades ago.

"Yan, let's go back."

"Ah, don't you want to watch?"

Rostislav looked at the worship of those believers for a while, and then at the church steeple in the city of Fechshwar, how paganism was rampant outside the walls of this place where the glory of Christ shines, and in other areas...

Yang was a little confused by the prince's sudden decision. How long had he been out of the city? He was about to go back. Yang's brain, partially paralyzed by alcohol, was a little confused at the moment, but he still subconsciously obeyed Rostislav and followed behind him leave.

Rostislav, who was walking towards the city gate, had some bad feelings. At the same time, he also remembered the pagan riots he had experienced, and he subconsciously held his hand on the statue of the Virgin on his chest.

Then he decided to go back, get away from this place that made him feel uncomfortable—unsafe, to be exact.

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(End of this chapter)