Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Execution

I will lead you to that green wood, Let you hand pick which tree. "Old Ballad" Praise God for giving us the gift of laughing and making others laugh too.It is shameful that some stupid pigs underestimate the role of jesters.We see a jest, not the prettiest jest (and, since it pleases both kings, passable) that does a thousand things in preventing a great war between France and Burgundy. None of these political considerations can play a role. This was one of the inferences Leglorier made when he saw what was happening before him.As we described in detail in the previous chapter, a reconciliation was achieved between the two kings.Then the Burgundian guards withdrew from the Château de Peron, the king from the ominous tower of Count Herbert, and the ministers of France and Burgundy were pleased to see that at least It is superficial and immersed in an atmosphere of trust and friendliness.However, although King Louis was treated politely, he was fully aware that he was still under suspicion.But he deliberately looked the other way and gave the impression of being completely free.

Yet, as so often happens in similar situations, while the principal parties have temporarily ironed out their differences and achieved reconciliation, a lowly minion involved in the plot is painfully learning the truth of the political maxim that great men often Some social scum is used as a tool, but once it is found that they are no longer necessary, they will be given a sad end, so as to make up for the losses caused to society. This man is Haiding.Mao Grabin.The duke's officials handed him over to King Louis's court-martial.This person handed him over to his two loyal assistants, Trois.Eichel and little Andre, want them to execute him immediately.Followed by a few guards and a large crowd of watching vagrants, the two of them played the role of joy and the role of melancholy, walking on either side of the vagabond (to use modern metaphors, like tragic actors Sandwiched Garrick (Note: An actor famous for his Shakespeare plays.)) with the comedian, escorting him to a nearby forest.In order to save trouble, and avoid the ritual of execution involved in the gallows, the two men responsible for his execution planned to send him away by using the first tree they came across that was tall enough to hang him.

It did not take them long to find an oak that bore such an acorn as the funny little Andre said.They placed the unfortunate prisoner on the bank of the river, placed him in the custody of a considerable bodyguard, and proceeded to make impromptu preparations for his execution.Haiding stared blankly at the crowd, just in time to bump into Quentin.Darwin's gaze.As Quentin felt that he recognized the disguised impostor as the unfaithful guide, he followed the crowd to the scene to see the execution, and to verify for himself whether it was so. people. When the executioners told him that everything was ready, Hiradin asked them to do a good deed with a very calm face, and promised him one thing.

My son, anything is fine as long as it does not violate our duty.Troy.Eichel said. That is to say, Hyradine preaches, anything but my life. That's right, Troy.I could, however, be more generous, Eichel said.You seem determined to add some splendor to this mystical walk of ours, ready to die like a man and not put on an ugly face. Well, I don't care if I give you ten more lives, though the order is for quick execution. minute. You are so generous.Haiding said. We will be blamed for this, said little Andrei, but what are we afraid of?A nimble, strong fellow like you has every hope of falling from a tree like a decent man.For a good guy like you, I can give you my life.

If you want to ask a confessor, Troya.Eichel said Or want to drink a liter of wine.said the jester. Or to hear a hymn.said the tragic character. Or, to listen to a song.said the comic character. None are needed.Kind, good, and efficient friends, said the Bohemian, I only ask for a few minutes with the Scotsman archer. The two executioners hesitated for a moment.Troy.Eichel remembered that, judging by many circumstances, QuentinDavelt was indeed well appreciated by their master King Louis, so he decided to allow them to talk. When Quentin came to the death row in response to their summons, he couldn't help being surprised by the embarrassing appearance of the death row, although he really deserved his fate.The hounds tore him in shreds of the rich coat of heraldry; and the two bipeds which had rescued him from the hounds, and led him to the gallows, scratched and tore it, Made it even more dilapidated.This makes the appearance of the condemned prisoner both ridiculous and pathetic.His face was grotesquely painted and remnants of a camouflage beard, but his cheeks and lips revealed the paleness of a dying man.However, he also, like most of his tribe, displayed a dogged courage to endure suffering.His twinkling eyes and the wry smile on his lips seemed to express contempt for the approaching death.

When Quentin approached the poor condemned prisoner, he felt both horror and pity.Perhaps his attitude could not help expressing both moods, for he heard little Andrei shout: "Jolly Sagittarius, go quickly, and if you walk slowly, it is as if you take the pebbles under your feet for eggs and are afraid to step on them." If you break them, then this nobleman won't have time to wait for you. I need to talk to him privately.The condemned prisoner said, his tone of voice seemed to be full of despair. My dear fellow on the gallows, our duties do not permit you to do so.We know you're a crafty eel.

I'm already bound by your girdles, said the sinner, and besides, you can stand guard around us, as long as you don't hear us. The archer is your king's servant If I give you ten coins This money was used to buy Mass, and it would do his poor soul good.Troy.Eichel said. To buy wine or brandy, to comfort my poor body, said little Andrea in harmony, then, my little boy, take out the money. Get some money for these two bloodthirsty hounds, Hiradin said to Davelt, and it will do you a lot of good to give me all my money as soon as they catch me. After receiving the bribe from Quentin, the two hangmen kept their promise and retreated to a place where they could not hear their speech, but closely monitored the actions of the condemned prisoner.Quentin waited a moment, trying to get the unfortunate man to speak.Seeing that he was still silent, he took the initiative to say to him: You finally got this kind of fate?

good.Hyaddin replied, no astrologer is needed, nor is there any need to give me a face or read my palm. Anyone can predict that my family's fate will be my own fate. It is your long-term deceit and evil that made you not end well!said the Scot. No, this is the destination that bright Adopolan and her sister stars have arranged for me!The Bohemian replied, I have come here because I foolishly believe that what the French themselves consecrate can restrain their bloodlust and cruelty.But however sacred they may say about loyalty and chivalry, a priest's robe would not necessarily make me any more secure than that of a heraldry.

The exposed liar has no right to hope that the disguise will bring him immunity.Darwilt said. Exposed liar!said the Bohemian, I know the jargon as well as that old bastard heraldryman.Don't mention it, though.Never mention it again. You're wasting your time, said Quentin, if you have something to say, say it, and take care of your own soul! Care for my soul?The Bohemian laughed bitterly.Do you think that a leper who has been suffering from leprosy for twenty years can be cured instantly?If I really have a soul, my soul has been on this track since I was ten years old.Maybe it will take me a month to recall all my sins, and another month to confess to the pastor.Nine times out of ten I would have used it for something else if I had lived this long.

You determined fellow, stop blasphemy!If you have something to say, say it quickly.Hear you finish so I can go away and let you meet your demise.Darwilt said with a feeling of pity and terror. I want to ask you to do me a good deed, Haiding said, but first, I want to spend something to buy your good deed, because although you people say that you want to be kind to others, you will never give people things in vain. If you weren't already standing on the brink of death, I would have said: To hell with all your stuff, said Quentin, and you'd better tell me what I can do for you.Keep to yourself what you want for me it doesn't work for me.I remember that you have done me enough in the past.

You know, what I'm obsessed with is that incident on the banks of the Cher.I have always liked you, said Hyaddin, and I could have married you to a rich lady.I saw you wearing her scarf, which made me think you were interested in her.I do think that Harmeline, who carries a lot of money, will do you better than that other sparrow, whose old nest is at Blackmont.Charles had it for himself, and probably for a long time. Stop talking nonsense, you unfortunate prodigal son, said Quentin, as the two executioners grew impatient. Give them another ten coins and ask for another ten minutes!The condemned prisoner said that because he, like most prisoners on execution, despised death on the one hand and wanted to postpone the arrival of death on the other hand. Then make good use of the few minutes you paid for!Dawilt said, and then went to make a new deal with two subordinates of the military justice director. After the matter was settled, Haiding continued: You can trust me, I really have good intentions for you.You could have easily married her, for she did not dislike the Ardennes boar, though he proposed in a very rude way, and lorded over her in his farm, as if she too Grows on hazelnut shells and acorns. Don't tell such crude, ill-timed jokes, said Quentin, and I'll tell you again, and I'll go away and let you meet your doom. You are right, Hiradin said after thinking for a moment, there is no escape, there is no way to avoid it!Well, I tell you, I came here in the unlucky guise of a Herald, because Delamach's large bounty had touched my heart, and I was expecting an even greater sum from King Louis.Not only to deliver the challenge you may have heard mentioned, but to tell the King an important secret. This is a terrible adventure.Darwilt said. And so it is, and I have paid for it, replied the Bohemian, that Delamarch intended to get in touch with King Louis through Marson.But it seems she can't get to him, only the astrologer.She told him all about our journey and what had happened in Thornwald.But except for the old man hinting to King Louis in the form of prophecy, the information she brought had little chance of reaching his ears.Well, I'll tell you my secret.This is much more important than the one she has mastered.William.Delamach has assembled a powerful army with many generals in Liege, and is using the money left by the old bishop every day to continue recruiting troops.But he did not intend to confront the Burgundian cavalry rashly, let alone defend the destroyed city of Liege.He intended to do this by standing still while Charles, who was impatient, camped outside the city, and then went out in the dark to surprise the besiegers.He was going to put many soldiers in the armor of the French army, and shouted the holy banner of France, St. Louis and St. Denis!Such slogans were used to give the appearance of a strong French reinforcement in town.This inevitably created great confusion among the Burgundians.Had King Louis responded with his guard, entourage, and soldiers who might have followed him, the Boar of Ardennes would have certainly wiped out the entire Burgundian army.This is my secret, and I bequeath it to you.You can use it to prevent things from happening, or you can use it to fuel them. You can sell information to King Louis or Duke Charles at will to save who you want to save and destroy who you want to destroy.For my part, I only regret that I can't use it as a fuse to set off a mine and destroy them all! This is indeed an important secret.Quentin said, because he immediately realized how easy it is to create suspicion between countries in a half-French, half-Burgundian camp. Needless to say, Haiding replied, since the information is in hand, I don't think you will leave before agreeing to the request that I paid the price for, right? You tell me your request, said Quentin, and I will do it if it is possible. It's not a great request just for my poor little Mark Lepa.It is the only animal in the world that misses me.You go a mile south and you see it grazing next to a thatched shack left by a coal digger.All you have to do is whistle it like this, (he blew a peculiar whistle) and call it Klepa by its name, and it will come to you.This is the bridle I hid under my toga, luckily the hounds didn't take it, for no other bridle could catch it.You take it away, you have to feel sorry for it. I didn't say this because I was its owner, but because I left the fate of a big battle in your hands.It will never tear you down in a pinch It doesn't matter to Klepa whether it's day or night, good or bad weather, sleeping in a warm stable or out in the open in the winter moor.Had I escaped from the gates of Peron to where I left it, I would not be what I am now.Will you treat Klepa well? I swear to you, I'll take care of it.Quentin was greatly moved to see that such a cruel person seemed to retain a trace of kindness. farewell!The condemned prisoner said, wait, wait, wait, I almost forgot the commission of a lady.However, it is difficult to die without being humane and polite.This is a short note from the wise and very stupid lady of Ardennes Boar to her dark-eyed niece.Judging from your expression, I have found a very happy messenger.Also to add: I forgot to tell you that you can find a bag full of gold coins in the stuffing of my saddle.It was for it that I took this risky errand that cost me my life.Take it and repay a hundredfold the few gold coins you gave to those two bloodthirsty slaves. I make you my heir. I'll do some good with the money and buy some mass for your soul.Quentin said. Forget about the soul, Hiradin said with a horrified face, there is no such thing as a soul in the past, present, or future!This is the imagination of the pastors! You are unlucky, the unluckiest of men!You think about it!Let me run and get you a priest and they'll promise to delay a little longer and I can bribe them with money.Quentin said, before you die, you still have such a view, and you will never regret it. What do you expect? I wish I could turn wind to wind, earth to earth, said the broken-hearted atheist, pressing his bound arms to his chest, what I believe in, what I hope and what I expect is the mysterious essence of man. Form can be dissolved in the whole of nature, and mixed with other substances, in order to fill up the various substances that disappear at any time and reappear in other forms at any time.The water I make will replenish the brooks and the rain, the soil I will enrich their mother earth, the air I will play in the breeze, and the fire I will enrich Adopol and its sister planets On the raging flames.I live with this belief, and I will die with this belief!go away!get out!Don't bother me anymore!I have finished everything I want to tell people! Quentin.Dawilt felt deeply that this man was in a terrible situation, but also saw that it would be futile to try to wake him to realize that he was on the verge of hell.So he had to say goodbye to him.Like those who are lost in thought but have to say goodbye to relatives and friends who disturb their thoughts, the condemned man only nodded sullenly in reply.Quentin walked towards the forest, and soon found Kelepa who was grazing.The pony approached at the whistle, but instead of immediately bowing to his new master, he snorted and jumped in response to the approach of the stranger.However, since Quentin had a general knowledge of the habits of horses, and he and Hyradine had acquired some specific knowledge of the horse he admired when they traveled together with Hyradin, he soon took possession of the Bohemian. this dying gift.Before he had time to rush back to Peron, the Bohemian was already on his way to the place where his vain and terrible faith would finally be tested. It would be a horror for a man who neither regrets the past nor dreads the life to come. experience.