industrial lord

Chapter 566 There are many fun things to do
A conspiracy against a huge political force cannot be planned in one day, implemented in two days, take effect in three days, and succeed in five days.

Mary discussed with Frederick for three days, decided on the direction in principle, then returned to the mountains and left on a fire dragon.

Now the troops of the Principality of Wessen and the Osmaga Empire heading to the Kingdom of Tarago are leaving by ship at Ferdinand Port. There are many things that need to be dealt with, so Mary has to go back to take charge.

The plan they worked out was sent to King Francisco of Sardinia through the Liberty Society. He had no objection to it and decided which piece of the cake he would get in the future.

A dark cloud formed over Venice, but no one noticed its presence.

Today, Venetians are too busy worrying about the shops that were smashed and looted a while ago to care about anything else.

At this time, Frederick bid farewell to the city of Bern and was invited to the Duchy of Milan to attend the 80th birthday celebration of Archduke Edwards of Milan.

The person in charge of the reception was Baron Gunnar, the great-grandson of Grand Duke Edwards.

Gunnar was the same age as Frederick, and he had to wait until his great-grandfather, grandfather, and father died before he could inherit the position of Grand Duke of Milan.

As the saying goes, grandparents are closer than grandparents. Gunnar was spoiled by his great-grandfather and grandfather, and the Duchy of Milan was a first-class and wealthy power in the Kingdom of Sardinia. Gunnar had lived in a honeypot since he was a child, eating, drinking and having fun every day, and making friends with young people from all sides.

In the van on the way to Milan, Gunnar said helplessly: "My good days are coming to an end. My great-grandfather said he was going to let me go to work."

Frederick looked at his sturdy arms, the pectoral muscles and trapezius muscles that bulged out his shirt, and the short magic wand stuck in the side of his leg. It would take a lot of hard work to grow to this size these days.

Gunnar continued to complain: "In the end, it's all your fault. You performed too well. I have been compared with you all these years, and I can never compare with you."

All young people hate being compared with "other people's children", and the bigger the gap, the more they hate it.

Now that he had met the real culprit, Gunnar couldn't help but complain.

Frederick replied calmly: "You'll get used to it."

Gunnar sighed helplessly. This was the only way. What else could he do?
He asked again: "I heard you want to deal with the Venetians?"

Frederick asked in return: "Do you have a grudge against the Venetians?"

Gunnar looked Frederick in the eyes and said seriously, "I heard His Highness Gianni and my great-grandfather talk about taking action against the Venetians. No details?"

"Considering that you happened to come to the Kingdom of Sardinia, I think this matter has something to do with you."

Frederick thought about it and realized that the Prince Johnny he was talking about was the king's eldest grandson.

Jenny is twenty-two years old this year, six years younger than his aunt Princess Lola. To become king he only has to outlast his grandfather and father, which is easier than Gunnar.

Frederick remembered a highly likely but unconfirmed piece of information, so he asked Gunnar: "I heard that His Highness Janni wants to marry into your family?"

Gunnar answered: "Yes, we, the Seven Sisters, often intermarry with each other."

"His Highness Jenny and my youngest aunt Anita have taken a liking to each other, so that should be it."

"Oh, right!" Gunnar seemed to suddenly remember something, "You should be prepared when you meet His Highness Jenny. He has a deep grudge against you recently."

Frederick was full of questions. He had never offended anyone, so why did he have any resentment towards them?

Gunnar didn't explain much, but changed the subject: "There are many activities planned to celebrate my great-grandfather's 80th birthday. What do you want to see?"

Seeing him like this, Frederick thought it was not a big deal. He probably just became someone else's child again, so he didn't take it seriously. He changed the subject and said, "I don't know what activities there are yet."

Gunnar immediately counted on his fingers and said: "There are real sword competitions, magic competitions, tractor races around the city, archery competitions, wrestling competitions, horse racing, football matches..." Frederick felt that something strange had sneaked in.

He said, "I haven't been here before, let's walk around and take a look."

Gunnar immediately said, "It's good to look around. There are many circuses and theater troupes in the city now. It's quite interesting."

"If you want to taste delicious food, that's fine too. We followed the example of Weissenberg and published a food atlas, which includes everything from grand meals to street food."

Then he grinned: "If you want to meet the ladies, no problem. I'm sure there are many salons waiting for you."

"You can also attend a masked dance where no one knows who the other person is from start to finish."

Frederick thought that the people here knew how to have fun.

But he said, "I want to go to the Borromeo Library."

Gunnar was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Is there anything special there?"

Frederick smiled and said, “I heard that it was the first open library that kept books in boxes instead of chained to tables.”

This seemed to involve Gunnar's blind spot of knowledge, and he seemed unaware of it.

Gunnar said, "I've been there before, and there were only a few old priests in charge. It was hard for them to survive, so they had no way of managing the library.

"It's very dirty and old inside. The desks are covered in dust. I'm afraid the books have all been eaten by moths."

Frederick sighed inwardly after hearing this.

This library was once a place where Psyche would go fishing, and it was planned and built by Archbishop Borromeo.

However, Archbishop Borromeo was completely defeated in the internal struggle of the church, and the entire faction collapsed in less than 20 years. The library lost its sponsors, and only some faction remnants who had nowhere to go spent the rest of their lives there.

Seeing that he was not behaving normally, Gunnar asked curiously, "Is there anything special about that library?"

Frederick replied: "There are many valuable books from the Ghazi Empire and the Dashi Empire."

Gunnar asked expectantly, "Is there some kind of treasure map in there?"

Frederick didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "It's not that good."

"I heard that there was a traveler in Milan who studied Oriental studies and was a good friend of Archbishop Borromeo. Before he died, he donated all his collection of books to the library, including many original books he had collected over the years about the Ghazi Empire and the Dashi Empire."

Gunnar recalled, “It seems to be true.”

Frederick thought for a moment and asked, "Is it okay for me to buy that library?"

Gunnar smiled and replied, "Of course it's no problem. Why don't you buy more property?"

Frederick raised his eyebrows, feeling that his words contained too much information.

Gunnar said sincerely: "We hope you can invest in building a factory in Milan. Any factory will do."

Frederick asked seriously, "Who are the 'we' you are talking about?"

(End of this chapter)