king of ros

Chapter 218
On the other side, Edward gave him a wink, and the Moscow prince who saw the wink roughly understood something, but he didn't speak, just waited.

Edward's subsequent introduction also explained his identity, proving Rostislav's guess that he was the illegitimate son of King Andrew.

However, what made the prince of Moscow a little concerned was that Edward said that Ghergi had asked to follow him after hearing him say that he was going to see the prince of Moscow.

But the strangeness lasted only for a while, and the Prince of Moscow did not take it seriously.

He thought it was the illegitimate son who wanted to know more people and prepare for the future.

After all, he was an illegitimate child, and his half-brother, who was bound to go into exile, was unlikely to raise him—not to mention, he couldn't even stay with his brother because of his aunt's attitude.

Probably due to his status as an illegitimate child, Zheerji was very reserved when facing Rostislav, and there was obvious envy in his eyes.

Even though they were about the same age, Rostislav was already a well-known general in various countries.

For him personally, it was Rostislav's identity as a direct descendant that hit him. After all, he was an illegitimate son who had no status and was called around by others.

However, Zheerji quickly adjusted his expression and emotions, and began to tell the prince of Moscow about the past and present of Hungarian paganism.

Gyorgy obviously had a deep understanding of the local Hungarian paganism, and under his explanation, Rostislav was able to understand this sect.

As early as when the Magyars were still wandering in the grasslands, this belief system headed by the god of the sky, Isten, accompanied them. They believed that the gods would choose messengers to descend among the people and lead them to a better future.

Even in Pannonia, this belief still exists in the hearts of the people. The Magyar raiders fought and killed in the name of Isten, spreading the killing and death, as well as the prestige of the gods far away.

The country was not converted to Christ until the reign of King Stephen, who was also crowned King of Hungary by the Pope.

Although the king led the king to convert to Christ, just like Rose, it is very easy to convert, but it is very difficult to popularize the faith of Christ in this land.

King Stephen personally suppressed countless pagan riots and promoted the faith with fire and sword, but even so, the actual control scope of the Kyiv Church is still very narrow.

After his death, Hungary fell into civil strife, foreign invasion and pagan rebellion. Chaos became the theme song of the country. Pagan temples that had been knocked down were rebuilt.

The largest pagan rebellion occurred in 1046, and the scope of the rebellion spread to the entire country. It was not until the chief Vata, the leader of the enemy rebel army, was killed that the chaos came to an end.

However, the power of paganism is still strong. Out of the need for a united front against paganism, King Andrew did not launch a bloody trial against the heretics after everything was over. Hungary, which has experienced decades of chaos, can no longer withstand such a large-scale Clean inside.

It is also for this reason that Vata's son Janos still serves as the chief in the local area, inheriting everything from his father, and he is still very prestigious among the pagans.

However, compared to his fanatical father, Janos seemed very peaceful, honestly in front of the vassals of the Arpad family, and was not found to have any signs of recklessness.

Janos chose to sit on the sidelines during the previous civil war, and it seems that the pagan chieftain has no intention of interfering in the internal affairs of the Arpad family.

Now that the chief is said to be staying on his domain, what happened in Fekhshwar does not appear to interest him.

After listening to Zheerji's explanation, Rostislav first glanced at Zheerji unexpectedly. The illegitimate son of the king knows so much about the affairs in the countryside.

But he didn't think much about it, he digested the information, and that's when Edward's words came in.

"Rostislav, what are you doing? Why are you so curious about Hungarian paganism?"

Edward is really strange, why do you care about those heretics.

"That's because I always have some bad premonition..."

The Prince of Moscow rode up to Edward, and told him his fears, and what he had experienced in the market place.

There are so many pagans around Fechshwar that they openly hold pagan religious ceremonies under the walls of God, and they are forced to ignore them in the city.

Rostislav smelled something wrong in the pagan air, an inexplicable feeling, a feeling he had experienced in Kyiv on the eve of the pagan riots.

And then there was the grease deal, and the pagan symbol that was being handed to him, and it all added up to be too unsettling.

So he was worried that it would be terrible if the heretics of Fechshwar should riot.

And listening to Rostislav's words, Edward did not deny it immediately, but began to ponder and think.

As an Anglo-Saxon nobleman who has lived in Hungary for decades, he is very clear about the situation in this land, and he naturally understands the fact that this land is full of pagans.

And he also has some experiences of his own, such as being attacked by pagans when he was a child, and the reason for their attacks was his identity as a Christian.

This land is also like that, even if you walk on the main road, some places are not very safe.

Although Rostislav's worries were endless, the risk did indeed exist.

"Then what do you want us to do?"

After thinking about it for a while, Edward felt that Rostislav's feelings could not be ignored.

He asked Rostislav directly what he was going to do, for he knew that was why the Prince of Moscow had come.

"I hope you will keep the troops in the camp on alert and prepare for possible chaos at any time, and the same is true on my side. Also, please find a few more trustworthy Magyars. I want to check it out myself. "

The prince of Moscow planned to check it out in the city himself, to find the old man's tribe, and to inquire about the news.

Although he can speak Magyar, he is really not familiar with that language, so he has to find a few people to cooperate with him.

Edward responded to Rostislav's words, which was nothing.

As for the staffing of Edward, it is a bit difficult. His subordinates have no idlers to lend to Rostislav.

You must know that the maintenance of this army depends on his people. Without him, those farmers and herdsmen would have collapsed long ago.

What's more, those Magyar nobles are not something he can mobilize, and they are not his subordinates.

Djörgi was a good fit, he was polyglot and also knew Hungarian paganism.

But making him follow Rostislav, Edward could not tell.

He thought he didn't have that much face, he had ordered those Magyar nobles not to touch, let alone the illegitimate son of the king in front of him.

Although he was hated by Mrs. Anastasia because he was just beating and scolding, but his identity was there.

No matter how blood of the Arpad family flows in his body, this is a fact that nothing can change.

"Let me go with Lord Rostislav, Lord Edward, I think it is sufficient for the job."

Zheerji interjected and said that Edward was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Arpad's illegitimate son would take the initiative to take over the task to relieve the embarrassment.

"Since they all ask for it, let's go to Zheerji, Mr. Rostislav, he is indeed the most suitable."

And Rostislav just glanced at the young man again, his initiative made the prince very concerned, wondering if he had any plans.

But he didn't refuse either, the person in front of him was indeed the most suitable, and his plan was probably close to something.

"In that case, Zheerji, come with me, and we'll talk about how to investigate on the way."

Rostislav turned his horse's head while talking, and Gyorgy followed behind him like a prince's entourage.

And Edward watched them leave, but felt strange when he looked at the back. Why did Zheerji take the initiative this time, unlike the usual silent him.

Edward thought for a while, but couldn't come up with a result, so he could only shrug his shoulders. If he couldn't think of it, he had other tasks to deal with.

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"Really? Boss, it turns out that cheese has been selling so well during this period of time."

"Yes, there are so many foreigners recently. Although this makes the street too noisy, it also makes our business better. Speaking of which, these foreigners are really generous. They buy so many every time. Going out of town for the first time to find the farmer to supply."

"Thank you so much, boss."

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Rostislav, dressed as a wine merchant, was chatting with the boss in front of the cheesemonger's stall on the streets of Fechshwar.

This enthusiasm was mainly because Rostislav gave the boss a bottle of wine, so he was able to get the news.

If it weren't for the sake of the wine, who would want to talk so much with a Rus who can't speak Magyar and therefore always has an interpreter by his side.

Recently, this Ross man asked people everywhere in the market, mainly about the flow of goods, but no one thought it was strange.

After all, after the arrival of the Royal Prince of Ross's team, wine merchants can be seen everywhere in Fehshwar. These Ross people brought a lot of wine from Moldavia. They sold wine here, and naturally they also bought some goods. .

After bidding farewell to the boss, Rostislav and Zheergi found a tavern to sit down, and the prince of Moscow quickly ordered beer and barbecue.

He has been running all day again today, and he is really tired. His index finger is already twitching.

Before the buddy came to deliver the food, the prince of Moscow was carefully looking at the documents in his hand, and made some calculations that outsiders could not understand. As the calculations progressed, his expression became more serious.

It wasn't until the tavern clerk brought the black bread that Rostislav's expression relaxed, and he subconsciously hollowed out the black bread sent by the tavern clerk to use it as a plate, as did Zheerji on the opposite side.

"My lord Rostislav, I don't understand why you are so focused on the investigation of the merchants. In addition to the investigations of other people, we have visited almost all the merchants in Fechshwar in the past three days."

Zheerji was also full of exhaustion. He really didn't understand what Rostislav was doing these days, which also made him slander, what the hell was going on, it was a mess.

Originally, they were looking for the tribe that sold oil that Rostislav said, but they found nothing.

Just when Zheergi thought that everything was over, the prince of Moscow took him and started running around the streets and alleys of the city, asking if there were any bulk orders for various commodities.

Sometimes he even has to spend money to get it from the boss, which really makes him unable to understand.

Zheerji had seen these things secretly, but he fainted after a while because he couldn't understand them at all.

He really can't understand those dense records that are so detailed that they even sell oil dregs. It's okay to ask him to read some Bible works, but he really doesn't catch a cold with these data, and it's hard to catch a cold. He doesn't know Rostislav What can be analyzed.

While the Magyars were talking, the tavern clerk put two glasses of beer filled with brown liquor in front of them, and then the clerk took off the grilled mushrooms and mutton from the grill.

Rostislav immediately picked up the barbecue and put it in his mouth, and then poured down the food with beer. The heroic gesture of swallowing the food could not help but attract the attention of the people around him. It looks really delicious.

The kind of clientele the tavern-keep favored, the way they ate was enough to attract some to dine.

Zheerji is not as bold as the Rus people, and still maintains his posture as a Magyar nobleman, and it is a bit uncomfortable to see Rostislav like that.

"Don't underestimate the information we collected. Although we failed to find the tribe, I can also discover things through this information, and I have indeed discovered many things. Zheerji, what I have been doing recently is After classifying and summarizing this information and making statistics, the result is that we found some very interesting things, guess what? "

Rostislav's mouth was still covered with oil, but this did not affect his speech.

"what?"

Zheerji also asked in accordance with the situation, he was really curious about what Rostislav was doing.

"In the recent period of time, we have basically investigated the flow of most commodities in Fechshwar City. The flow of commodities from one household to another is inconspicuous, but it is obvious after summarizing."

While talking, Rostislav handed a piece of parchment to Zheerji's eyes, which was also densely written with words.

Zheerji was a little dizzy, he really couldn't understand this kind of thing.

And Rostislav obviously didn't expect him to understand, so he continued to explain.

"These data clearly show that someone is buying firelighters in large quantities in a planned way. Although they are not purchased by the same person, such a large batch of transactions is already a problem. Many merchants say that everything that can be used to light the fire in their hands is bought. gone."

"It's not something that requires mass hoarding, and there's only one thing that can mean that there's that much hoarding."

"Someone wants to do something."

Zheerji somewhat understood what Rostislav meant, which made him break out in a cold sweat. The prince of Moscow actually found out this from a place they had never thought of.

"Yes, yes, it seems that those heretics are planning to start some fires, but unfortunately, I don't know where they plan to start this fire, but this is evidence, and I can finally prove my idea That’s it—it’s just a part of the proof.”

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In fact, after the failure to track down the tribe that sold the oil, Rostislav's investigation had no clue at all.

For a long time, although the prince of Moscow felt that someone was organizing and guiding those believers, he really couldn't find anything if he asked him to check. After all, pagan priests and preaching, pagan gatherings and so on, are not the daily life of this land? ?

I can't find any clues from the weapons. In this land, shouldn't everyone carry weapons for self-defense?
So Rostislav was very troubled at the beginning. He only investigated that tribe, but he couldn't find that tribe. They should have left the city. After all, Fekhshwar has a huge flow of people coming and going every day. to go.

But soon he found another way, which was the only way he could think of, that is to investigate the flow of commodities, especially various firelighters such as oil,
Most of the product surveys are a waste of work and a waste of time. After all, there are now a total of 6 to [-] people gathered around this city, and the amount of materials consumed every day is sky-high. There are too many and complicated small-scale transactions. It really doesn't make sense to look it up.

But in the investigation of the firelighter he was remarkably successful, for he discovered the existence of a large number of orders, which the merchants had clearly noted down.

After getting the data, Rostislav put it all together, and the result was wonderful, he found evidence of a large-scale storage of firelighters in Fechshvar.

With the evidence in hand, everything is different. With this evidence, he can persuade himself and everyone to strengthen their defenses. As their vigilance strengthens, the possibility of those heretics acting as demons will also decrease.

And after I found out this point, whether I asked the whole city to check or something else, it was much more convenient.

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But Rostislav, who was immersed in the excitement, didn't notice that Dzhergi's face in front of him became colder, or worse.

Fortunately, Rostislav was immersed in his world, otherwise, once Zheerji's expression was noticed, Rostislav would definitely be able to sense that something was wrong with him.

The Magyars really didn't expect that the Ross people would find useful evidence from those useless data. They never thought of this when they were preparing for this.

And then he nodded as if he had made some determination.

Ghergi picked up a piece of bread, then covered the bread with gravy, then put the bread in his mouth, and washed it down with beer.

After doing all this, his expression returned to its original appearance.

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(End of this chapter)