After listening to Tiberius's words, Rostislav was able to nod with confidence. The man in front of him was a smart man, a smart man who knew what to do.
In this case, he does not need to worry. There is no problem in letting this Greek be responsible for Bulgar's conversion.
Rostislav was also relieved. With these people, he could withdraw the men he had sent to Adam.
Return these people to the Moscow Church as soon as possible, so that Bishop Luca will not continue to talk about himself.
But when this thought flashed across his mind, Rostislav looked at the Greek, with a different kind of light shining in his eyes.
The reason for these lights is simple, he also needs some support.
"Lord Tiberius, what I want to ask is that the many people who came with you were not forced to go to Bulgar."
The Prince of Moscow's idea is to target these people. If they can be absorbed, the lack of intellectuals in Moscow will be greatly alleviated.
"Many people here are not members of the church, they are just unlucky people who failed in the political struggle."
Tiberius glanced at the group behind him, and a knowing smile appeared on his face. How could he not understand what Rostislav meant.
"They were just designated to be exiled to the north. No one said where exactly. In fact, when we passed through Kiev, many wealthy people opened up their joints and stayed in Kiev, so Mr. Rostislav, you can do whatever you want, I don't
There will be no resistance from the warriors of the Church to any opinions."
Tiberius's subtext is obvious, as long as he is not a member of the church, he cannot and will not care.
This was exactly what Rostislav liked to hear, so he smiled with understanding.
The two looked at each other like this for a while, and then they said some polite words to each other, such as inviting the imperial team from afar to enter Moscow. Finally, they all turned their horses around and walked into Moscow.
Along with its actions, various joyful music were played at this moment, representing Moscow's welcome to these distant visitors.
The roads in the city are dotted with Moscow soldiers, who maintain order in the city.
After the soldiers, there were people walking or stopping. Some people were very curious about these distant visitors, while others just took a look and continued their work.
As for these Greeks, their attitude towards Moscow was very contemptuous. After all, how could people from a big city like the imperial capital think so highly of this distant barbarian town?
The only thing that makes them happy is that the city is not full of sewage and smelly, but the roads on the streets are relatively clean.
However, most of these people still have despair on their faces, because they have to stay in this land for the rest of their lives and have little chance to leave - those who have the ability are now staying in Kiev.
Those in the church are even more desperate. They have to continue eastward to Bulgar, where there are many believers of Allah.
But there are also many people who are full of optimism and fanaticism. In order to ensure Bulgar's conversion, the Patriarch sent many fanatical believers here. They will be the backbone of future propagation.
However, after seeing the Red City, these people's expressions softened a lot. Among the rural cesspits (Greek), that is, the city behind the brick walls still has a somewhat civilized atmosphere - basically all brick buildings here.
And it is full of imperial style.
The distinguished guests in the imperial team were accommodated in the guest rooms of Rostislav Palace. As for ordinary people, they could only pitch tents in the open space in the Red City.
But no one cares about these things now, because Rostislav has prepared a grand welcome ceremony for these distant visitors, a grand banquet that invites the entire Red City to participate.
Of course, ordinary people can also attend this banquet. As long as they are willing to come to the Red City, they will have a place.
The open space in the Red City was quickly filled with seats, filled with Russians and Greeks, and then all kinds of generous and filling dishes were served as if they were free (which was true).
Come up.
As the food and wine went down, the atmosphere of vague mutual hostility between the Russians and the Greeks immediately disappeared. Now these people were talking in words that the other party could not understand at all, and they were chatting happily over the wine.
As for the banquet at Rostislav Palace, it was much more reserved. People were sitting in the vast and majestic banquet hall. At this moment, the place was full of tables, and the tables were covered with the most top-notch dishes in Northeast Russia.
The prince's courtiers and subordinates sat neatly on the lower table, while the Greek guests from afar were opposite them.
This banquet is the largest banquet in Moscow in recent times, so people from all privileged classes in Moscow gathered here, such as city lords, city dignitaries and wealthy businessmen, and they also brought their families.
In the same way, the same is true for the Greeks opposite.
Just like the scene outside, after the initial restraint, everyone let go as the food and alcohol took effect. Some people even moved around the banquet with wine glasses and talked nonsense.
Zoe was visited by many Greeks from time to time. As the mistress of Moscow, her status made many Greeks subconsciously visit her first and get close to this noble lady who had left the imperial capital for a long time.
Zoe had a smile on her face, and she greeted these compatriots from far away with the attitude that a lord's wife should have, but her heart was full of sarcasm. If this was the imperial capital, these people would probably still dismiss her.
Some people even asked her if there was any way to return to the Imperial Capital. Zoe only felt funny about this. Anyone who had the ability to return to the Imperial Capital in the future should stay in Kiev instead of being taken to this far north.
After visiting Zoe, many Greeks took the opportunity to meet with Rostislav and expressed their intention to stay in Moscow.
To these Greeks, the inner city called the Red City looked okay, not as barbaric as the outside, and had some imperial style that reminded them of their distant hometown, so they were willing to stay here.
And the ruler of this city, the young Rostislav, was not a simple barbarian.
He exuded the aura of a literary man, which made these Greek intellectuals feel at ease, and they were very happy to work under such a prince.
They hate the kind of pure barbarians who don't understand the power of culture at all. Those who work under their command will probably become cannon fodder soon.
Rostislav naturally agreed to all these requests. He wanted these people to stay in Moscow. People were needed everywhere in Moscow, and there was even a shortage so much that he could arrange positions for these people right away.
These people are basically officials from various parts of the Eastern Empire. If it weren't for the political struggle in the imperial capital, it would not be possible to come here. There are only benefits and no harm to him in appointing these people.
Speaking of the political struggle in the imperial capital, Rostislav couldn't help but think that the imperial capital had become more and more unstable in recent years, so he had to be prepared and arrange a group of people in the imperial capital to absorb talents.
Especially after the great war that changed the situation of the entire Eastern Empire, that was the best time to recruit talents. Now that it was less than ten years ago, he had to make plans and recruit people as soon as possible.
Rostislav was thinking about setting up a fleet specifically to move a large number of people to Rus when the Eastern Empire fell into the whirlpool of civil war and invasion by foreign enemies.
Naturally, people from the church could not stay. Rostislav's reputation had to be left to Tiberius. If Tiberius dug too many corners, it would be funny if Bulgar's conversion could not be completed.
Due to the prince's happy agreement, the atmosphere of the banquet became more and more joyful. These Greeks really didn't want to go north, and now that they finally had a place to stay, their mood naturally became high.
Many church members still look bitter and resentful. They don't want to go to the East, but they can't escape.
But as Tiberius glanced over, they immediately restrained their expressions. It was a good thing for the future Bishop of Bulgar to see their expressions. The future bishop had decisively executed many people on the way.