"Your Excellency, I did behave a little inappropriately yesterday. I hope you can forgive me.
I can promise that I will follow your instructions to manage this land, whether now or after the coronation."
When it is time to be cowardly, you should be a little cowardly. Liu Huaqiang said a cowardly remark that was a loss of sovereignty and humiliation to the country.
Of course, the so-called understatement only refers to Liu Huaqiang's mentality.
A good opportunity to paralyze the opponent must not lack acting skills. Liu Huaqiang's young face is full of frankness.
It's like a prodigal aristocratic boy who sold the real estate accumulated by his ancestors at a super low price for fine clothes and beautiful girls.
Such prodigals can always be found in a few places, whether in the East or the West, in ancient times or modern times.
Combined with Liu Huaqiang's flawless acting skills and Braye's arrogance, everything seems so natural.
Becoming the actual controller of a country, even if it was just a small principality, was enough to make Braye so happy that his IQ dropped.
So much so that he didn't realize that Liu Huaqiang was acting at all, and only regarded Liu Huaqiang as a puppet that he could control in his hands.
After a performance, the purpose of paralyzing the Ottomans was achieved. Liu Huaqiang was looking forward to seeing what Braye's expression would be on the day when the plot turned around.
After a long while, the proud Braye calmed down his excitement.
He smiled and grabbed the copper bell next to the wine, and the crisp sound rang in the garden.
Following Braye's move, the two maids who had been standing in the corner of the garden came forward with a glass tray each.
Both maids had long light golden hair, sapphire-like eyes, handsome looks, and graceful figures.
They were wearing sleeveless linen robes, and their exposed arms showed a healthy wheat color.
Liu Huaqiang could tell at a glance that the two maids were Greeks, which was also the minority with the largest population base in the Ottoman Empire.
In fact, in the Ottoman Empire, whether you are Greek or Albanian, Egyptian or Arab.
As long as you are trustworthy and have the corresponding ability, you can be reused, or even become a general with a large army.
In terms of religion, the Ottoman Empire advocated freedom of belief, and Orthodox Christianity, Catholicism, and even Judaism all had a place.
Of course, religious freedom has a prerequisite, which is very simple, just pay money.
The Ottoman Empire would levy the Jizya tax, also known as the protection tax, on non-Muslim citizens. I wonder if it has anything in common with the protection fee that people often talk about in the future.
As a vassal state of the Ottoman Empire, the Wallachians also had to pay this tax. Even the Patriarch of the Wallachian Patriarchate could only open his purse in anger and helplessness when facing the Ottoman tax officials.
While Liu Huaqiang was admiring the graceful figures of the two maids, they had already come up with glass trays.
The two of them stood beside Liu Huaqiang and Braye, raised their hands horizontally, and placed the trays in front of the two.
There were two things in the light green glass tray, a low-footed glass wine glass and a wet linen square towel.
People in this era did not take a bath, and rarely washed their faces, but it was still necessary to wipe their hands with a wet cloth before eating.
It might be a bit disgusting to say that in this era, whether it was aristocratic or civilian families, there was no toilet paper after going to the toilet.
The nobles might use linen cloth and let the servants clean it after use. The poor were more miserable and could only use wooden scrapers to solve the problem.
All kinds of side knowledge suddenly flooded into Liu Huaqiang's mind. Even though the air was full of the scent of roses, he still felt that he smelled a foul smell.
After driving away all the messy thoughts in his brain, Liu Huaqiang picked up the linen towel and carefully cleaned his hands.
At the same time, the beautiful Greek maid put the short-footed cup on the tray on the stone table.
After Liu Huaqiang and Braye wiped their hands, a maid took down the used towel and tray, and the other opened the bottle and poured wine for the two.
"My young friend, let us raise our glasses together to celebrate our friendly cooperation."
Braye raised the short-footed cup and shook the wine in it. Liu Huaqiang only wanted to use the four words "smelly shameless" to describe this guy at this time.
Unfortunately, it was far from the time for the attack. Liu Huaqiang could only smile and pick up the cup, make a gesture of clinking the cup in the air, and then drink the wine in the cup.
It must be said that the wine of the fifteenth century tasted very good.
It was slightly sour at the beginning, and then there was a long alcohol taste, no dry taste, and finally a little sweetness in the aftertaste.
Putting down the wine glass, Liu Huaqiang took out two slices of bread from the silver printed tray.
The wheat bread was quite substantial, and felt dry and hard, which was completely different from the soft bread of the future.
The reason for this was still related to the era. In this era, bread did not need to be delicious, and its main job was to satisfy hunger.
If any baker dared to sell bread full of water, he would probably be beaten to death by indignant people.
After being beaten to death, he would be labeled as a profiteer and could not be buried in the cemetery blessed by the church.
Liu Huaqiang pinched the dry and hard wheat bread and spread a thick layer of jam on it, but even so, it still felt hoarse when he ate it.
Even so, it was still wheat bread. If it was replaced with rye bread, the taste would be even worse.
And the vast majority of civilians only had rye bread for their daily diet. It is conceivable how bad this was.
In his heart, he complained about the 15th century, when Liu Huaqiang swallowed the whole piece of bread in accordance with the principle of not wasting food.
Then, he felt as if he was choked, and the dry and hard piece of bread could not be swallowed.
Fortunately, the Greek maid next to him had poured him wine again. Liu Huaqiang grabbed the cup and drank it all, and the stuck bread went down smoothly.
People in this era all love to drink. Is it related to this hard-to-swallow bread?
Liu Huaqiang raised such a question in his mind. If it were in modern times, he would probably write a paper on this.
Of course, this idea of "why not eat meat porridge" was immediately thrown out of Liu Huaqiang's mind. He grabbed another piece of bread and spread honey on it.
Liu Huaqiang wanted to eat himself full, and he had to have a strong body, because only in this way could he have the strength to chop off the enemy's head.
After breakfast and a short rest, Liu Huaqiang and Braje and his party were about to continue on their journey to Targoviste.
When leaving, the owner of the manor, Baron Stent, met Liu Huaqiang for the first time.
However, this guy took the lead in respectfully taking off his hat to Braje, ignoring himself, the real Grand Duke.
Seeing this scene, Liu Huaqiang immediately understood that Baron Stent was on the side of the Ottoman Empire.
The nobles of the entire Principality of Wallachia can be divided into three factions, one of which is inclined to Hungary and the other to the Ottoman Empire.
The last faction firmly believes that only by relying on its own strength can the country be truly strong.
Among these three factions, whether they are inclined to Hungarians or Turks, there are a large number of nobles supporting them.
Only the last faction is weak and alone, with only some ancient families left, still retaining the will of the eagle.