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Sergey Zagraevsky


Architect of His Majesty

(the letters of Abbe Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau, describing his travel to Russia

by the decree of Emperor Friedrich Barbarossa in 1157–1161 A.D.)



Published in Russian: Ñåðãåé Çàãðàåâñêèé. Àðõèòåêòîð åãî âåëè÷åñòâà (ïèñüìà àááàòà Ãîòëèáà-Èîãàííà ôîí Ðîçåíàó, îïèñûâàþùèå åãî ïóòåøåñòâèå íà Ðóñü ïî óêàçó èìïåðàòîðà Ôðèäðèõà Áàðáàðîññû â 1157–1161 ãîäàõ îò Ðîæäåñòâà Õðèñòîâà). Ì., 2014. ISBN  978-5-94282-710-6





Annotation to the set of historical novels "Mysteries of Vienna library"


The historical novels of Professor, Dr. Sergey Zagraevsky are written on the basis of real chronicle, architectural and archaeological data, and are dedicated for a wide range of readers interested in history and architecture of Ancient Rus and Medieval Europe.

The plot of all novels of the set "Mysteries of Vienna library" are the documents, allegedly found the by author in this library and translated into Russian. Genres of the novels are different – from a detective to a romantic poem. All the novels of this set have a common storyline – unsuccessful attempts of Catholic Church to establish its power in Russia. But the actors and specific plots of the novels are not linked, and these books can be read in any order. In any case the reader gets the whole picture of life, politics, wars and architecture of Ancient Russia.



Annotation to the novel


The letters of Abbe Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau, one of the most prominent architects of Holy Roman Empire, are found in Vienna library. In 1157, The architect by the decree of the Emperor was sent to Russia to build temples. On the way many dangerous adventures waited for him. And when he finally starts to work, it turns out that his mission was only a cover for a great fraud, prepared by the Knights Templar in order to give Catholic Church power in Russia...

The historical novel by Professor, Dr. Sergey Zagraevsky is written on the basis of real chronicle, architectural and archaeological data. According to the message of the greatest Russian historian of the XVIII century V N. Tatishchev, in the middle of the XII century in Russia worked the architect sent by Emperor Frederick Barbarossa, and that architect by order of Prince Andrey Bogolyubsky built Assumption Cathedral (1158-1160) and Golden Gate in Vladimir. Newest researches dated Churches of Intercession on the Nerl and of Nativity of the Virgin in Bogolyubovo by 1158, so these temples also may be attributed to the work of the Imperial architect. Echoes of Russian Chronicles told us the nickname of this architect – "German Kufir".

The novel is dedicated for a wide range of readers interested in ancient history and architecture. The book provides the historical reconstruction of everyday life, mores, architecture and roads of Ancient Russia.



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From filing of the Vienna library


The name of the unit storage: letters architect Abbe Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau, addressed to Conrad von The Steinbach, Archbishop of Worms, describing the journey of an architect in Russia by decree of Emperor Frederick I Barbarossa.

Document type: compilation of 15 letters applications.

Storage: XII-34, acts of the XII century.

The document number for the library's inventory: XII-34-5836/V.

The source and date of receipt of the document to the library: the diocesan archive of the city of worms, September 19, 1517.

Dating document: 1157-1161 years.

The volume of the document: 486 sheets of parchment of different the size and quality.

The preservation of the document: satisfactory. Minor breaks and abrasions were caused in 1157-1161 years – probably during delivery of messages to the recipient.


1. Archive biographical information, compiled in 1519, on 3 sheets.

2. Drawings the Abbe Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau, 8 sheets. (Apparently, original drawings belong to different letters, but just set to which it is already impossible – approx. transl.)




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His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city of worms in the twelfth day of April of 1157 ad.


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind Archpastor, the countryman and brother in Christ!

The Lord teaches us humility with which I greeted the blessed decree of Frederick, Emperor of The Holy Roman Empire and king of Germany. But I am deeply surprised SIM a decree ordering me to leave the building of the great Cathedral in nice the city of worms and to go to three years to build churches in Russia – in the wild barbaric country, about which we say that people there are dressed in the raw animal skins, the streets go bears instead of dogs sit on a chain wolves and frosts are such that birds freeze in mid-air and stones fall to the ground. Sayeven that there are people with dogs ' heads, but I, by the grace of God well-versed in the natural Sciences, such tales do not believe.

I'm surprised Archbishop Conrad, why are you being now, together with his Majesty in the glorious city of Regensburg, could not dissuade the Emperor from his intention to send to the Russian is me, your countryman. Since his Majesty so loved the barbarians? Why not pleased the Emperor Frederick to send to Russia, for example, Trier Prelate Joachim von Liebig? Baron von Liebig is not so experienced in the construction Sciences and the arts like me, but younger, and it is easier it would be to move such a long way.

I can not not surprised and what me in addition to the construction of temples, required to maintain among the barbarians missionary work, befitting the more experienced preachers. Laurels the great architect Vitruvius always been me more streamy than the laurels the great missionary Ulvila, and my knowledge in the construction business are much more extensive than the knowledge of the Scriptures. Besides, as far as I you know, the Byzantine Church dominates in Russia is not the first century, and I'm afraid that the missionary work there maybe only such, among the hardenedPalestinian Mohammedans, that is, either by applying to the true Catholic the faith of their princes, or, God forbid, with fire and sword.

But not for me to discuss decisions of the ecclesiastical and secular authorities, much less so deeply respected by me of the Emperor, and no less respected Archbishop Conrad. I remember that many bound your protection, so take your cross and agree with honor carry it to distant and dangerous journey.

The distance and the danger the way ahead is confirmed by the fact that the decree of the Emperor attached indulgence our Holy fathers, by which sold all my grave and numerous sins. Worthless I prevaricate to you, dear my countryman and priest, so I will say frankly: I wish I still lived in Worms with their sins, rather than sinless to go to distant barbarous country. But so it pleased his Majesty, and our Lord Jesus Christ said, judge not, that ye be not judged.

The Imperial edict was I handed Temple knight He from Caesarea, and the ambassadors of the great Prince George (Yuri Dolgoruky – approx. transl.), the ruling in the Russian capital Kiev. I admit, I was somewhat unexpected that the Russian ambassadors richly dressed, have the most exquisite good manners and Express themselves on our God-given high Latin. Can't say I expected to see skinwalkers and overgrown beards of the barbarians, still ambassadors – noble nobles. But surprisingly I experienced.

However, I had to hear a few phrases in Russian, and this language seemed barbaric, but such the impression of any language usually dissipates as soon as you know it better. For example, when I worked in the Holy Land, at first, seemed barbaric and Arabic language, without which it was impossible to do, for the vast most local artisans are incorrect. But when I with God's help learned this language, he received a sincere pleasure of reading in the original of such the great poets, philosophers, and scientists, as Imru-ul-Qays, al-Farabi, Ibn Sina, Festival.

And here the Imperial Ambassador Arnulf of Caesarea, let the Lord send him success in all his endeavors, I don't liked. Do not feel I am a humble follower of the monastic customs of the Holy St. Benedict of Nursia, have Christian love to the so-called poor the knights of Christ and of the temple of Solomon, which are considered by the monks, in fact remaining, God forgive me, the usual rough soldiers. I say this with full knowledge of the case, for a lot of contact with the Templars, when they built the temples in the blessed cities Palestinian. In my humble opinion, ought not to the good monk to devotesuch vain worldly business as war. A true servant of the Lord needs to build, not to destroy, and to take up arms only when the enemies directly threaten the peace and prosperity of his abode. So I was in my youth taught Abbot Suger of Saint-Denis, and the one lesson I remember, though not fully accept those the latest customs of the monastic community and the latest construction methods, which in his old age, carried away the Suger, God rest his soul with the the Holy saints.

However, in our time, and his Holiness the Pope, and our Christians the Emperor more and more closer to itself the Temple knights. Well, these rulers of God given to make decisions, beyond the comprehension of ordinary Abbot. Now He is lucky to Prince George sealed letter from his Imperial Majesty, and sealed the chests with the gifts.

Now let my benefactor and brother in Christ Conrad, to draw your attention to some vain earthly things, without which our imperfect world is impossible the service of God – not by the sacred Liturgy, nor much less by the construction of temples.

I'm surprised that no money for the journey, his Majesty did not give me, putting me in the complete dependence of the knight He from Caesarea, Russian ambassadors and future the bounty of Prince George. And if in Palestine, I went at the head of the farm, which included the masons, and carvers, and potters, and goldsmith, and all they were paid a resounding Imperial coin, what would you do now? So, I can only rely on brothers from my Abbey? Then let me tell you, there is no damage to the great worms of the construction Ican take only one of a stonecutter Severina from Marklkofen, the monk took a vow of silence. All other masters are busy, and you're the first would reproach me, if I distracted them from the construction of the Wormser Dom Cathedral and lucky for Russia.

If Prince George will be as generous as his Majesty the Emperor Frederick, I'm afraid to be in the role of the Savior, starving in the desert. So just in case I will take some gold Imperial coins from inventory of our Abbey. If you need a full report on SIM money, it will give the economy Abbey on your return to the worms.

I asked Arnulf, can I get one of the servants, but he said that on the boat not so much, and we both can do it people. Indeed, with him are two, dark and silent servants, but I don't know to what extent can to use their help in everyday earthly needs. For help of four servants Russian ambassadors I certainly don't expect.

I'm sorry, my brother in Christ, the old grumbler Gottlieb. I'm afraid that will be difficult for me coming way. When I went to Palestine, inspired by the desire to serve the Lord the construction of new temples, I was twenty years younger. And now it's been more than half a century since the day I was born in Rosenau, the humble estate of my father in Steinbach verkhnebakanskiy.

Slightly comforts me only that his Majesty in his decree ordered me to report everything seen in Russia is not directly in front of him, and to you, my Archbishop Conrad. Attached to the Imperial decree and letter requiring our merchants, who will meet me in Russia, to take from me these reports and arrive in Germany to forward them to you by mail monastery. I don't know why his Majesty Frederick-so-urgently needed information about Russia, why it was impossible to await my return home and then have to get from medetailed and thorough report, but I am happy to write to you about all the vicissitudes of my journey. Let my letters remind you of that barbarous country suffering the hardships and privations of a loving brother. And if I'd be torn to pieces the fierce Northern wolves, then my the last words will be a blessing to my benefactor and the patron Saint Conrad.

I hope my brother in Christ, you don't take the trouble on my messages to report the Emperor on topics that interested him. First of all, as I understand it from the decree of his Majesty, he needs descriptions of the fortifications of Russian cities. Not sure if it was my honor to meet this August interest for are experienced Church Builder, but in the castle are only those knowledge which are necessary for General knowledge of construction Sciences and arts. Perhaps, our wise Lord Emperor, the Church Builder and the Builderfortresses are one and the same, because it has to do with the construction. I have not once faced with such a deplorable fallacy: by this logic, and carpenter a carpenter is the same, because they are relevant to the processing of wood. However, in all the will of God and his earthly anointed Friedrich.

For myself I left in Worms Harald from Mainz, prior of the Abbey of St. Paul to the best of my the student in the construction business. He is no stranger to taking on the Affairs of the Abbey and the construction of the great Cathedral at the time of my departure to other cities and countries so I relaxed.

I took a drawing accessories, a large scroll of parchment the best and joiner tool for making models of churches. A lot of work, and future buildings should the best way to represent the customer. (In the original Latin – "prescriptive building"; here and hereinafter will be used the modern word "customer" and "order" – approx. transl.). I don't want to go far Russia to be in the position in which a quarter of a century ago inexperience was in the glorious city of Passau, where I had to draw for there Bishop's sketch of the Cathedral with a stick in the sand.

I took and finished the drawing, which in my case is always there. This Basilica is similar to one of the ones that I ten years ago had to be built in the glorious city of Cologne. In my experience, at the first meeting with the customer it is desirable to show something prepared in advance, it is usually a matter of respect.

So, I commit myself The Lord and encouraged by the Pope's remission of my many sins, tomorrow morning embark on a long journey.

The grace of God Yes be with you and all our brothers in Christ, may your days will be full of joy and success, bless you Almighty God countless years. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you and with your whole soul devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

Written in the middle East sea (Baltic sea – approx. transl.) on the eighth day of may 1157 from BC


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind countryman and brother in Christ!

On infinite mercy Of the Lord, as we sail on the Eastern sea, God gives us the beautiful weather all the time blows the wind. I had to travel on the ship, but such an easy and pleasant sailing I don't recall the glory of the Lord Be to our God forever and ever. Food for our mortal bodies, servants Arnulf and Russian ambassadors perfectly cooked, and the bed is even more convenient than worms in my cell. The captain of our ship (in the original Latin – "home on Board"; hereinafter, for simplicity will use the word "captain" – approx. transl.) – sweetest and humble Mecklenburger Heinz.

Unfortunately, this narrative on the pleasantness of my journey ends, for, as the Scripture has said, in much wisdom is much grief, and he that increaseth knowledge, increaseth sorrow. For traveling through the efforts of the knight Arnulf and Russian ambassadors my knowledge about Russia became much deeper, and neither happiness nor calm I don't brought.

Not know, did you have to meet at the court of his Imperial Majesty with the He of Caesarea, so just in case you describe this Templar. Age he a little older than me: he was born soon after the conquest of Christ our warriors of the Holy Land, that is, in the first years of this century. He turned and twenty years old when he joined the newly founded order of Christ and of the Temple Solomon, and now, it seems, he is considered one of his first knights. Serving his order, he walked with pilgrims around the world, been to Russia, saysin many languages, including Russian. As I understand from it stories, even when blessed memory the Emperor LotharII he was the Palace as an Advisor for the Eastern countries and especially Russia.

However, my Christian love this Templar from the knowledge of its merits it is not intensified, because he leads not like a good monk. From his mouth sometimes come skvernoslovit expression, remembers it, and the enemy of the human race, and even in an indecent sense – the names of our Lord and his blessed Mother, the immaculate virgin Mary. His face is crossed by two deep scar, increasing it above me almost on the head and much broader in the shoulders. You, my brother in Christ, you know, that I'm not fat: too often on a job I haveto climb the scaffolding. But compared with the knight He I look low fat.

Keep this knight himself with me as if I am a cumbersome outfit that you want to safely drop off to Kiev. In other words, he literally and figuratively looks down on me, breaking the Covenant of the Lord that not analysisa will not enter the Kingdom of heaven. In the same way he holds himself and all the rest of our companions, in addition to Ratibor Borisovich, head of the Russian embassies, and their dark servants who are with him not for the first ten years and are themselves the Templars, although of lower rank.

And Russian ambassadors, on the contrary, every day I like more and more. Surprisingly nice and friendly people, and the friendliness of the blessed of the Lord. I already wrote that they well speak Latin. Two of them are near the nobles of Prince George, the names them – Ratibor Borisovich and Procopius Cosmetic. Ratibor much more than sixty years old, he is a contemporary of Kiev Prince and, as I understand it, is it friend and confidant with almost boyish years. This tall, thin, grey-haired warrior, slightly limping from an old wound. Procopiusmuch younger than him. And the third, which made me happy, the Builder. His name Miroslav Chudinovich, his age about thirty-five.

Miroslav me a lot talks about Russia, a lot about this country and I know from conversations that lead Arnulf, Ratibor and Procopius – of course, only in those cases when they switching to Latin, because most often they talk among themselves in Russian. And here what should I tell about the state where I will our beloved Emperor sent in his old age, he will save and have mercy on me Lord. If you would know all that I'll tell you now, I think, would find a way to convince his Majesty to send not me and not even Joachim von Liebig, andsome of the initiator or of the French from those who are gallivanting around our great Empire with far-flung teams and begging the barons of the orders for construction at least the village churches.

In Russia bears on the streets cities do not go, and if go, only hand – tied at buffoons. And the wolves there are not a substitute chain of dogs. In Russia it is even worse: more than a quarter century there is a continuous bloody war, which began shortly after the death of the Kievan Prince Vladimir Vsevolodovich Monomakh, the father of Prince George. And the reason this war is not some kind of beautiful Helen, although the beauty of Russian women and legendary. The cause of the war – the authorities in Kiev, have the right to be called just a Prince and the Grand Duke, and to give his children the few cities andprincipalities, which still recognize the Kiev government.

Strictly speaking, this war began even earlier, a hundred years ago, when he died Grand Prince Yaroslav, which the the Russians called Wise. In those days, Russia was among the strongest States in God's world, and no one in our God-saved Germany is not told about it fairy tales about bears on the streets and the wolves on the chain. For example, I said that Yaroslav was married to a Swedish Princess, his daughter became Norwegian, French and Hungarian Queens, sister of the Polish Queen, and Yaroslav's son Vsevolod married the daughter of the Byzantine Emperor ConstantineMonomakh. Of course, if Russia went on the streets of wolves and bears, our kings are not made so much of dynastic marriages with the Russian princes.

But when Yaroslav died, he left several sons. According to the customs of the most enlightened monarchies, they all had to be in Kiev under the watchful eye of his father, and after his father's death under the supervision of the eldest brother, and only the most trusted of them could be sent to other areas of the country, not rulers, and governors. But in Russia everything was different: the sons of Yaroslav during the life of the father got their own Principality, which then turned into their crown state. From now the princes were children, then grandchildren, then great grandchildren, and the state continued droblenie.

Yaroslav, dividing the country among children, caused that Kiev was owned by the eldest in the family, and the rest of the princes obeyed his Supreme authority. But his descendants, the Lord gave a great fertility: three – five sons and many daughters – here it is normal. And the sort of Yaroslav gradually so multiplied, and was divided, that if in the first generations yet been possible to clearly identify older, then there was great confusion, generating an internecine war. And in the course of the war even undeniable seniority rarely respected, dominates only strength. It is strange thatso short-sighted Prince Yaroslav remained in the memory of descendants with the nickname Wise.

Fortunately, in our Holy Roman Empire this custom of the transfer of sovereignty, inherited from the ancient barbarians, occurs rarely and only in small the Duchies and counties, that is, his Majesty can always stop infighting. The custom of transfer of power, similar to Russian, I watched in France, and he was the reason that the French, and we are protected by God the Germans have become true heirs of the divine Emperor Charlemagne?

In today's day all the Russian princes, which is alive and well not one dozen, are the origins from the legendary Norman Rurik, have in the management of large and small areas, call each other brothers, at every opportunity give each other oaths of eternal fidelity and Christian love, kiss the Holy Cross, which they obligingly bring bishops, and the next day again go into battle, brother against brother. In so bloody wars involved the surrounding peoples, the Normans, the Hungarians, the Bohemians, poles, steppe nomads – which invites one or another Prince. And thesepeople come to Russia only in order to kill and plunder legally grounds, having for their atrocities and even a considerable fee. Own and others ' conquerors burn the towns, destroying houses, killing men dishonor women and take in slavery children.

The result is regrettable: the country is divided and ruined. The Lord does not favor fratricide and perjurers, even if their vows were sealed, the priest is not the true Catholic faith, and the Byzantine Church, faithful to our Holy father the curse of a hundred years ago.

The Grandson Of Yaroslav The Wise, Grand Prince of Kiev Vladimir Monomakh, so named because of the relationship of the mother with the Byzantine Emperor, briefly subjugated the Russian principalities, and even then not completely and not everyone. And soon after his death, war broke out with redoubled force. Everywhere turbulent everywhere shed Christian blood after Russian faith all Christians, let the Byzantine style. Everywhere the infinite mercy of God have replaced God's righteous anger. Indeed, according to the Scriptures, "if a Kingdom is divided against itself cannot stand that Kingdom".

And in this troubled country sent his Majesty is not the last of its architects. However, we are all in the hand of God, and I consider this Imperial the decree not only as a punishment for my grave sins. You can argue that my sins will be forgiven the Holy father, but apparently these things absolution a few belatedly, for it was given after the decree of his Imperial Majesty Friedrich.

But forgive my senile grumbling, my dear brother in Christ, and let more to tell you about Prince Georgy Vladimirovich, known in Russia Dolgoruky, to which I am sent to build temples. As I understand from the stories of my companions, I will be very interesting to see this Prince, although, frankly, I'm happy would've lived the rest of their earthly days without meetings not only with the Russian princes, but with Russia at all.

This Prince is the the younger son of Vladimir Monomakh. George is now more than sixty years, he eleven sons, and youngest born only three years ago: such fertility, especially in such a ripe old age, a rarity even for Russian. From his father, Dolgoruky baby got Suzdal in the North-Eastern edge of Russia, and gradually turned hitherto wild Zalesskiy the region, which is so called, because separated from the dense forests of Kiev, one of the strongest and most prosperous regions of the country.

While in Kiev after the death of Rules of Monomakh Mstislav Vladimirovich, the eldest brother George, Prince of Suzdal acknowledged his authority, had not intervened in his case and had only the arrangement your Silesia. But a quarter-century ago, after the death of Mstislav of Kiev began a continuous series of civil wars, which were attended by the sons Monomakh, and his grandchildren – the children of Mstislav and the other branch of descendants of Yaroslav Wise – the ol'govichi, the children of Prince Oleg, the cousin of Monomakh. In a bloody fight was involved almost the whole of Russia. In the past decade, thecontenders for power in Kiev was George Dolgoruky, his older brother Vyacheslav Vladimirovich and nephew Izyaslav Mstislavich. Two years ago Vyacheslav and Izyaslav died and Dolgoruky, was finally established in the capital of Russia. Civil war subsided somewhat, but not ended, for many Russian princes still do not recognize the power of George.

Ratibor told that Dolgoruky got his nickname just because of the fact that his hands EPE would be dragged to Kiev from Suzdal. But Miroslav whispered in my ear that initially the Prince was called by his detractors – like the ancient Persian king Artaxerxes, for the passion to profit, then the approximate George V. 've thought less offensive interpretation, the stretching forth of the hands to Kiev.

Generally speaking, my conversations with Miroslav much warmer and sincere than with other ambassadors. In Russia he has the title of "boyar son" and the word "boyars" is translated from Russian as "great people". In his youth he traveled by our God-saved Empire and, despite noble origin, worked on the construction of many temples – the workman, the foreman. His extensive knowledge, but haphazardly, he almost did not knows the art of drawing and layout, are not familiar with building settlements itself on the construction of never was the chief speaker. In recent years, he wasassistant to Russian architect Savva of Nazirovich, which was built for Prince George stone of the Church in Zalesie and was going to build them in Kiev, but in the past year, rested in the Lord. And when Dolgoruky decided to invite the construction of new, previously unknown temples one of the best architects of his Majesty, he sent with the Embassy Miroslav Chudinovich so that he could advise what it architect to ask the Emperor.

Miroslav saw temples built by me, and highly commended my work. Frankly, I'm flattered, although a Christian becoming modesty. I guess in the end, it is to him I owe the Imperial decree about my direction in Russia. But for now, God forgive me, I don't have any desire to thank Miroslav for this dubious honor.

I write to you, my dear brother in Christ and fellow countryman, this letter, protolysis in the bow tip the rickety ship in the middle of the sea, so we hope that you will forgive me the uneven handwriting, unworthy of a highly experienced architect. With whom I can pass on letter – don't know yet, but when I write, the soul comes some relief.

The grace of God Yes be with you and all our brothers in Christ, God bless you countless years. Amen.

Forever loving you and devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

Written in the middle of Ladoga lake in the twentieth day of may 1157 from BC


Glory to Jesus Christ evermore, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind Archpastor!

Previous letter I have not sent, but it is my brotherly duty to write another, and describe their first impressions about Russia. I wanted these impressions were and the last, and so we immediately turned back, but this was wicked valiant knight He from Caesarea, which, God forgive me, you'll be rare conceit and stubbornness.

The first Russian settlement we saw on the river Neva, on an island called Nut (later there appeared city Nut, now Shlisselburg. Cm. Sheet 1 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). Now I know and can tell you that on the big Russian trade routes such settlement is almost every portage, and portages on Russia called the places where the ships have to drag by land or because rapids, either from the headwaters of one river to the upper reaches of the other. In such settlements can spend the night, hire rowers, steersmen, workers for drag and drop ships, buy stuff needed on the way. Drag ships on land: light canoes carry on their shoulders, and large boats unload, enclose rollers and pulling the ropes through a huge gate.The use of rollers and the collar indicated.

In almost every such the settlement has a small Church, which, as a rule, devoted to Nicholas, the Bishop of Myra, and looks like a high hut with a cross on top and a pair of cracked and blackened icons inside. If you have not heard the word "hut", then specify that in Russia the so-called simple one-story wooden houses with gabled roofs.

There is in these settlements and small, surrounded by a palisade military posts for protection against robbers, which, they say, there are many. Fortunately, the neighborhood armed to the teeth With Arnulf and Russian ambassadors stories about the atrocities of the outlaws do not sound so heartbreaking, besides enemies of the state of law and the Christian calm enough in our God-saved Germany, where such posts are against the robbers also placed almost all the trade roads, river, and land. In Russia, by the way, the land trade routes is almost there, if notconsider the so-called winter – sled tracks on the ice of frozen rivers. On dry land also paved trails only, which can move troops.

From Walnut island starts the land of Novgorod, one of the oldest and the largest Russian cities. Experienced Ratibor offered all at once not to go ashore on this island, until he'd from the traders, what has happened in Russia in his absence. He came back very excited.

The fact that in the cities this country great importance of the meeting of eminent citizens, called the unpronounceable word "Veche". Rights Veche much, sometimes they can even to banish the Prince and invite the other. In Novgorod this happens especially often, because the city is controlled similar to our Northern merchant republics in Hamburg, Bremen and Lubeck: the Prince is the only Supreme Governor and judge. It is not surprising that in times of strife, internecine wars of the Novgorod princes only in the last quarter century has been replaced at least fifteen times.

So, Ratibor on Nut island said that ruled in Novgorod Prince Mstislav, son of George Dolgorukiy, was two weeks ago expelled, and in his place invited Sviatoslav, the son of the hostile Dolgoruky Rostislav Mstislavich, Prince of Smolensk. Russian princely names a large variety do not differ, so let me draw your attention that Rostislav is the younger brother of the Izyaslav, whom George many years fighting for Kiev. A Smolensk – a large town in the West of Russia, where Rostislav reign for thirty years.

After hearing about the change of power in Novgorod, I immediately offered to swim back, because there was a great risk that new the Prince and the citizens will not pass through the city after his enemy George Vladimirovich. I turned to my companions, and what is known many cases when hostile rulers detained by the power of architects and other artists, forcing them to work for themselves. But the knight He from Caesarea reproached me with cowardice, found that people's anger passes quickly, a new Prince arrive in Novgorod earlier than in a few weeks, and convinced Russian ambassadorsto continue pretending that we are not the ambassadors, and ordinary merchants. I objected, that this is even more dangerous, for if deception will be revealed, then we lose the protection of the Imperial Embassy letters. But I, unfortunately, didn't listen.

He took off his gorgeous white Templar cloak with red cross and put it in the chest. I also had to put in the trunk of his Abbey vestments. We bought the auction simple road clothes, hired a merchant river boat with eight the rowers and steering, put down all our Luggage and continued on his way. In this rook no such comfortable cabins, both on the marine ship, and your brother in Christ abideth on a simple wooden bench, suffering the inconvenience with decent Christian humility. Food has also become much simpler: if in the East sea onthe ship was a considerable stock of different food and we were served gourmet meals we were drinking wonderful Bavarian beer, now our destiny is water, crackers, porridge and pickles. However, blagorodniy fast pleasing to the Lord, and I don't have the right to complain.

During overload Luggage we were approached by a richly dressed man in a high hat, accompanied by two soldiers, about to ask something, He and Procopius something to him quietly and said gave some money. He nodded and departed with the warriors. Procopius then explained to me that it was a Royal official whose job collection trading fees and that there is a custom of crossing the Russian border: the first presentation of the goods and accompanying certificates, the presentation. In the first case, the duty paid in great and princely Treasury, inthe second is much smaller and is paid to the officer performing the inspection. And if in the times of Yaroslav the Wise and Vladimir Monomakh officials often feared to take unjust recompense, now, when the rulers changed almost every year, no one is afraid of nothing. Of course, if we were able to show the Embassy letters, that nothing would be paid, but in the end everything worked out small money Russian official with Walnut island, set to protect the border of the state and to replenish the Treasury.

That's the first sins, brother my in Christ that I made after indulgences, graciously given to me his Holiness Pope: replaced Abbey vestments on the clothes of a simple Wayfarer, and tacitly contributed to the unjust giving of bribes. And let these sins are forgivable, because it is done internally, but repent of them before thee, Christians Archbishop of Worms. Brother Severin, who was also forced to change monastic clothes, on a simple dress traveler, I let go of this sin. Suggested I confess to me and the Templar he, but he just contemptuouslysmiled and refused. Apparently, the knights of Christ and of the temple of Solomon have their concepts of sin, not a simple Benedictine monks.

So, harsh and unfriendly, met Rus Imperial architect going to praise it the construction of the great temples. But the weather is good, thank the Lord, accompanies us today. Now we sail on lake Ladoga, along the low, monotonous, marshy shores between the source of the Neva river and the mouth of the Volkhov river. This the lake, as I explained Miroslav, sadly renowned for its treacherous storms that are particularly dangerous for river ships, which are distinguished from the sea a more modest size, lack of deck, low sides, thin bodyand flat bottom, that is less stable under the blows of the Lord of the elements. But today, the lake by the will of God is quiet and peaceful. Our boat almost does not swing, the wind favorable, the sail was raised, the rowers resting, help the weak breeze oars, and I even got the opportunity to find room for oneself in the bow of a ship and write this letter to you, my dear brother in Christ and fellow countryman.

Procopius Cosmetic said the next town on the way to Novgorod – Ladoga (today Old Ladoga – approx. transl.) on the Volkhov river, and there we certainly meet German merchants, for at this time of year, the ancient trade route "from the Varangians to the Greeks" (Latin the original – "from the Normans to the Greeks," but here we will continue to use better known version of the name. Approx. transl.) via Novgorod to Kiev and later in Constantinople is very crowded. I'll try to pass on to our merchants and this and the previous letter, but grant Lord a prosperous way so messages on our blessed home. Arnulf prepared his report and was also going to pass it met with merchants. By the way, he asked me who I write, I said that his Archbishop, and more questions have arisen: it seems that our Church was not interested in him, he is immersed in worldly vanity in spite of his monastic vows.

About the local fortress I while what to write to you for transmission to his Majesty nothing: the stockade, which surrounded by a military post on Nut island, can be called a fortification only when great imagination, and the excessive imagination of a good Christian is not proper, because it can be a delusion of the enemy of mankind.

The grace of God Yes be with you, may your days be full of joy and prosperity. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you countryman your Gottlieb-Johann.




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His most Reverend lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city of Novgorod on the third day of June 1157 from BC


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad!

I want to tell you about lot, but first of all briefly describe the city of Ladoga on the Volkhov river (see Sheet 1 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.), where were we exactly for a while, even spent the night, only found the German merchants and gave them our messages.

In Ladoga there is a small stone fortress – as I told Miroslav, the only one in Russia; walls the rest is built of wood. This fortress built forty years ago from local stone-limestone with lime mortar, and strong enough even for our Imperial standards: walls with combat moves reach a height of eight cubits(6 meters – approx. transl.) and are on bulk shafts up to a height of five cubits (3 meters – approx. transl.). The total length of the ramparts and walls – just over a quarter of a mile (300 meters – approx. transl.). The fortress has five towers – one of the portal leading to the river Volkhov, and four of the deaf. Fifteen years ago Ladoga was besieged by the Swedish king and take couldn't.

All the houses and churches in Ladoga wood. Almost all of them hide behind high fences and the street is is almost not visible. All buildings in the strongest way bloated due to the fact that most huts don't have chimneys and fired, as they say here, "black": the smoke from the hearth escapes through small Windows under the roof. Below the castle by the river is a great bargain.

The further way up Volkhov for ships impassable because of the rapids, but I already wrote to you that even on Orekhovy island we boarded a river boat.

Sailed we from Ladoga, in alone. Merchant ships are usually go caravans – for protection from robbers. I was asked to join one of these caravans, but He and Russian ambassadors refused: they did not want to communicate with merchants that do not accidentally revealed who we really are.

And that's our boat was last before the threshold of Novgorod on the Volkhov river. It was getting dark, the divine light inclined to the horizon. Rowers about his oars, and we slowly moved up quietly for the current desert to the river. And suddenly there was a shrill whistle, and from small bays on both sides of the Volkhov rapidly emerged three long and narrow boats.

I haven't gotten anything to understand when received from Arnulf strongest push in the back and fell to the bottom ship. Time: from now rooks soared cloud of arrows and hit us. Arnulf fell on me and covered his body, protecting from arrows. The same his servants made with brother Mr. Severin.

Thank The Lord, the robbers shot wide of the target, and the distance was too great. Was wounded only one of the servants Ratibor: the arrow pierced his shoulder. But the distance quickly decreased for our rowers and steering immediately threw the paddle and lay face down on the bottom. Even the threat of Arnulf and Ratibor could not get them to sit behind paddle. If we hired people in collusion with the wicked? Not know and hardly someday the Lord to make wise of me to know these things. Besides the most intense boating would not help: predatory rook were easier, and oars they had more.

The idea of the villains at once became clear even to me, ignorant in military Affairs: two rooks began to go around us with two parties, intending to mate with our boat and capture it. Third the boat, where it was most of all archers, kept at a distance, showering us with arrows.

I confess, I showed cowardice and shouted that you need to give up and try to pay off. But my scream no one paid attention. Servants Arnulf opened a large chest and took out crossbows, one of the servants Ratibor was an Archer, and also got weapons. Arnulf and Russian ambassadors drew their swords.

And then, my brother in Christ, I realized that all the legends that we go about the martial art Templar, is not exaggerated. Crossbowmen immediately started shooting, and after a couple of minutes in the next two rooks arrows ceased to fly their archers were killed. Any arrow from a crossbow not flew over the goal. Russian same Archer fired at the far ship, got it or not – I have not seen, but the shooting stopped and there. Perhaps the robbers from the ship just I was afraid to get in their because the other two boats came very close and began to throw the hooks so as to mate with our boat.

And when the court grappled, I understand what the Templar in combat with swords. While Russian ambassadors fought robbers of the first boats, He alone – Yes, my dear, my countryman, alone! – jumped to the second. And in each of the castles villains ten and even more.

Probably on his deathbed I will remember these robbers, overgrown with huge beards, whistling and screaming something inarticulate. I will remember and swords and axes, maces, and more for some unknown to me the weapons in their hands. But first of all I will remember how long sword Arnulf became a shining circle, striking villains as deadly tornado. Praise the Lord, in long and narrow boat all the outlaws could simultaneously attack the knight. Some of them were in chain mail, but He was cut their coats of mail, like a linen shirt. No villain could notto get valiant Templar with their weapons. All were killed or mortally injured in minutes. Those who tried to move our rook back Arnulf was killed from a crossbow servants.

Then He jumped in the other boat to come to the aid of Russian ambassadors. Soon it was all over. One of the robbers jumped into the water and tried to swim away, but he was immediately overtaken by the arrow with a crossbow. Two survivors disheveled bearded fell to his knees in the middle of his ship, shaking and begging for mercy. The robbers in the third boat, having seen what happened to their ungodly companions, took to flight and soon disappeared behind a bend of the river.

Did you, Archbishop Conrad, to see the consequences of mortal fight with swords? If no, thank God. To me that's happened between Ladoga and Novgorod. All around was splashed with blood, a village slaughterhouse. Dissected body many with their heads cut off and fallen inwards, lay in boats piles, between them, moaning bleeding seriously injured, trying to hold terrible cuts on their bodies. From my youth I remembered the words of the blessed the prophet Nahum: "the Dead are many, and piles of corpses, no end of corpses, stumble,about the corpses," but could I assume that I will see these things firsthand?

We had to decide what to do with the two villains, who surrendered at our mercy. I am deeply shaken all seen, proposed to stop the bloodshed and deliver this people Novgorod authorities. Arnulf, wiping away from the face of someone else's blood, smiled grimly, said to stop the bloodshed is a good idea, and waved his hand to his servants. Those immediately dragged the robbers to the mast of their ship and yanked on her. After I managed to give the criminals the Christian absolution, and then I just had to look away because the sight of the last convulsions of the hangedit is not pleasant to me, unlike many of my Christians compatriots who specially come to the city square to take a look at execution.

However, subsequently Miroslav explained to me that hanging is a great mercy to these robbers, because if they fell into the hands of the Novgorod authorities, they would wait for much a more painful punishment – quartering, the wheel, burning alive or something like this, depending on the mood and imagination of the Governor. It is regrettable that in our God-saved Empire is often the same the.

Came a tie our ship offered to cut off all the dead and alive villains of the head and to bring in Novgorod, because of the head of the robber, according to him, paid great reward. Predatory rook, too, could be sold for a lot money. But our visit to Novgorod with such gloomy caravan would have attracted too a lot of attention, and Arnulf with Ratibor from this thought refused. Rook with hacked to death, and hung mortally wounded simply let down and soon they disappeared in the distance. Well, let someone the Lord will send good fortunefind them and earn for unjust predatory blood.

Well-versed not only in the art of cutting stone, but in medicine brother Severin cleaned and bandaged minor wounds Russian servants caused by arrows and swords. None of the noble nobles, thank the Lord, was not injured. The rowers had washed the blood from our ship, servants began to wash the bloody clothes, and we drove off.

And when we arrived at Novgorod is already on the dock heard the shocking news to all of us: in the fifteenth day of may, shortly before our arrival, died the great Duke of Kiev Georgy Vladimirovich Dolgoruky, to which we were travelling, overcoming the hardships and danger. The Novgorodians found out about it only the day before, so the city literally buzzing. The cause of death of the Prince is unclear: they say he was at a great feast, and there he was either poisoned, or he, God forgive me, ate himself to death, because not wonder gluttony is one of the seven deadly sins.

Learning about the repose George, even the hitherto unflappable Arnulf of Caesarea's face changed, and had a really good reason: we were under the guise of German merchants in the middle of a large Russian city, not at all wise Lord is, what to do next.

However, we almost immediately well by the grace of God managed to find shelter in a big house – this house here called ' chambers, local merchant Radko of Hotelovych, countryman Miroslav. We moved back to the load, a little rest from the road and gathered in the main room on the Board.

I again called for returning to his native blessed Empire, because our Embassy was sent it is to the late Grand Duke Georgy Vladimirovich. But this time my the proposal was not supported because, apparently, the knight Arnulf received from his Imperial Majesty Friedrich some unknown to me additional the instructions and powers.

The Council decided, that He is with me, Severin, Miroslav and two servants Templar remains in Novgorod Radko, Procopius sent to Kiev, and Ratibor – Suzdal the land where reign the son of George Andrew. As told by Ratibor, who knows Andrew almost from the cradle, this Prince two years ago against the will of the father went to Zales from Vyshgorod – given to him in the reign of the city not far from Kiev.

Procopius and Ratibor needs had to do the same thing: to understand the situation and to obtain for us new Prince's invitation. As I understand it, the princes had be of interest not only build temples, but even some important mission, about which knew only Arnulf, Ratibor and Procopius.

Term on the Council has determined three months: if by the first day of September we with the He will not get a new invitation, then go back in order to get home before the autumn storms on The Ladoga lake and the East sea. By the way, the first day of September of this year – 6666 beginning of the year "from creation" according to the accepted Byzantine here calendar, and this sinister symbols with two overlapping on each other "numbers of the beast" is very concerned about the Russians. Praise be to Almighty God, in our calendar, not less ominous 666, the year of the birth of Christ were in the distant the past.

The next day Ratibor and Procopius hired light, fast ships and departed. Radko Jotanovic received the payment for our stay ahead for three months and I seem to have been very happy.

So, my kind Conrad, I have three months to get acquainted with Novgorod. The following letter I will describe to you the city, this same message hastily conclude, for I had the opportunity to send it sailing tomorrow in Bremen Swedish merchants – familiar Radko. Perhaps you and his Imperial Majesty has not yet heard about the death of the great Prince George Dolgoruky, and I I have the honor to be the first to inform you about this, because Arnulf from Caesarea not yet had to prepare your report. The simplicity of Scripture on the parchment clearly notincluded among the many advantages of this valiant knight of Christ and of the Temple Solomon.

The grace of God Yes be with you and his Majesty, may your days be full of joy and prosperity, may the Almighty Lord countless years you and all our mother of God, to the German people. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you and devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city of Novgorod on the twentieth day of July 1157 from BC


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind Archpastor, the countryman and brother in Christ!

As promised, I will describe to you Novgorod, since the time I have, and sending out emails is not difficult: in our blessed Empire ships depart frequently. However, I live here under the plain dealer and can't show to our merchants the Imperial diploma requiring to accept my messages and on arrival home send them to the monastery email. But all sailing merchants are willing to agree to take the letter for a small fee.

Novgorod is situated on both banks of the Volkhov. If you look along the river, on the left called Sophia side, where the city's fortress, which is called the "citadel" or "the Kremlin." Right – Trade side, on which located a trade and fortified courtyard, built by Prince Yaroslav the Wise. In our time on this court is going Veche.

Novgorod by the will of God vast and rich, lives in it, as I thought, at least fifty thousand man, all the piers crowded with ships filled with goods, and such huge bargain, I have not seen even in his native Germany.

Worn local people, in my humble opinion, not worse than in our Empire. I know nothing about modern clothes for most of my life wearing monastic garb, but there is no doubt that all the stories about Russian barbarians, dressed in the raw animal skins, – the same, God forgive me, nonsense, and stories about people with dog's heads.

Just as we have, in Russia, on clothes it is possible to define social class: noble is the man merchant, craftsman or farmer. Very different from our only clothes and weapons of local soldiers, and that's more due pointed helmets, which in our army that I saw. I have heard that the same helmets are incorrect in hostile areas of Palestine, but I will not talk about that what do not understand, for the military I am infinitely alien. I believe that the war the worst enemy of the architect, because it spoils the building and takes money from construction.

As for the noble bar, the merchants of Novgorod little, and nobles here referred to is not only aristocrats and rich merchants. Our compatriots clothes here do not stand out, but sometimes you can find a friendly smile, for the majority of Russian why-that is on the faces of so gloomy an expression that can think about the dominance of the universal hatred. In fact, the relationship simple Russian people are quite peaceful and good-neighbourly, if only do not involve the princes in their feuds. Fighting here often happenbecause of the Vice of drunkenness. This flaw is the cause of most murders. However, these things has a place in our Imperial cities, and how often, or more often known only to the Lord, for it is impossible to count.

In Novgorod traces elaborate plan: on each side of the Volkhov, a major street runs along of the river, and about a dozen more narrow across, leaving the piers and warehouses. All part of the city are called "ends" – for example, Terem our other Radko Of hotelovych is located outside the citadel on Lyudin end. Residential development only wood, on the same street may be large two-storey towers, and a small ramshackle hut, and even covered with wooden roofs the pit (apparently Gottlieb has in mind the so-called huts – approx. transl.), and often mixed. As in the Poconos, almost all buildings are hidden behind high fences and the street is almost not visible, only from all sides are heard growling dogs chain. The first night here I barking slept badly too would be better if the Russians really kept in chains wolves. But then used to.

Bridge on the largest Novgorod streets paved, but not stone, as we do, and pretty rotten tree, you need to watch his feet, not to stumble. On the streets where there is no bridge, dirty, even now, when summer is in full swing, and that going there in the fall and spring is even hard to imagine.

In the midst of the city through Volkhov spanned a long low bridge, which is called Great. Large ships via Novgorod, forced to work around this bridge rummaging in lateral tributary of the river Volkhov.

Over the citadel dominates the city's Cathedral, built about a hundred years ago in the Byzantine forms. Have this Cathedral has five chapters (in translation, for simplicity, will be used modern architectural terms – approx. transl.). Head here, as in Byzantium, called the dome of the round light drum. In the Cathedral there are some features of our Imperial buildings, I immediately noticed the stair towers and arches on the reels of the temple. Built the Cathedral of flat unshaped brick, called the Greek way – a tile, and rough stone. Over the stair tower is another Chapter. Inspection of the temple made me the impression that the size of his plan started out small – my estimates thirty-five to forty cubits, (25 x27 meters – approx. transl.), but he was distinguished by integrity of character and the towering height of the middle dome it seemed to me, more than forty cubits (32 meters – approx. transl.). But then this Church, whether for fortifications, or for the extension was built high galleries, its size was increased and a half times, but the integrity and towering almost gone.

Dedicated to this temple of Sophia The wisdom of God: apparently, according to the model of the great Ecumenical Church, where at the time the Lord has vouchsafed to visit me. In the Novgorod Sofia so the cult that locals even used its name instead the name of the city, saying, for example, "I'm going to Novgorod," and "I'm going to the Holy Sofia". And yet here Sofia usually swear, forgetting the commandment of our Lord Jesus Christ not to swear at all, but only to say "Yes" or "no".

On the other side of the Volkhov, the former court of Yaroslav the Wise, stands built forty years ago the five-domed stone Church dedicated to St. Nicholas of Myra. Out city, above and below the river, there are two separate monastery, St. George and St. Anthony, with its fortifications and a large stone cathedrals. There another fortress with a stone Church, called it very difficult for our German pronunciation – Mound is courtyard present of the princes of Novgorod and also located at the Volkhov. It turns out that every bend in the river, crowned by a fortressand a stone Church, what can be traced to a single strategic and urban the idea that in Russia I least expected to see. The spectacle is the more impressive, because all the gilded dome of stone temples. Miroslav I was told that the decoration of the heads is generally accepted in this country, and the dome without gilding the sign of poverty of the temple.

In addition to stone, the city there are a lot of wooden churches: the Church, and sometimes several, is on almost every street. Sometimes these are the same high hut with a cross on top, what I had seen, but more often very fussy works of art of carpentry, up to the largest temples, towering shape, surmounted by an octagonal tent. And where many churches, there are many priests, whose name is not here the Greek way – the priests, and the Latin – priests, similar to our Holy father. On the streets priests and monks canto meet more often than in our Imperial cities: so I had to see only in Constantinople.

In short, as I expected, the Byzantine Church, calling themselves Orthodox, that is pretending to be the only correct religion, dominates here completely. On the whole Novgorod there is only one Catholic Church – the so called German farmstead that our merchants use for meetings, conversations and transactions. This temple I have not seen, because on the German farmstead He not told me to go for fear of questions about who we are and what goods are imported.

And the influence of the Byzantine the Church here is felt not only in the number of temples and priests, but in the deep piety of the Russian people. I want to tell you, my dear brother in Christ, what happened here with me a very unpleasant incident in which this devotion of a sudden appeared.

I was coming back alone home in the evening, it was not very late, and the sun still shone brightly, for the summer days here is long. But passers-by was already a little. And suddenly, from a low wicket at the the rickety fence was bad dressed man and something said to me. I replied in German, I don't understand. Then he grabbed my elbow and dragged me into the gate, I confusion not even resisted. On the other side of the fence I saw dilapidated, non-residential house beside her stood two, the appearance of which I vividly reminded of bandits on the Volkhov.

Can you describe on parchment my sense of helplessness in the face of a gang of thugs? Have still, however, did not have any weapons, but I'm still so scared that he could hardly stand on his feet. They approached me with some words, I once again I do not understand, and then they searched my clothes and found a purse with small change, I take him for a walk: money Abbey taken on a trip, I prudent to leave in one of the chests under the vigilant protection of the valiant knight Arnulf and his servants for heard a lot about the local thieves.

Taking this little thing, the robbers gestures commanded me to undress: apparently, my clothes for them is also presented value. I obeyed and stayed in their underwear. I was told to shoot him leaving instead a kind of dirty rag, so I could cover those places bequeathed to us to cover even our forefather Adam.

I stayed only gold pectoral cross worn me more than half a century ago at the baptism in the Cathedral of our native Steinbach. This cross is very expensive even for our Imperial standards, not to mention Novgorod. Imagine, my brother in Christ, that none of the robbers did not attempt to reach out and rip off my neck this Holy cross, although it was light, they could not see him value!

Then me, thank The Lord, let go, and I returned to the tower Radko shivering from the experience of fear and the evening chill.

Knight Arnulf irritably explained to me that the reason for this accident is me, for the need was not to stop when I was approached by the man, and just walk by, not paying attention to him. And when he grabbed me by the elbow, I had start to call for help and to defend to the best of his considerable physical strength. And indeed, I remembered that the villain was much medusae me.

It seems valiant Arnulf just pissed off that those robbers didn't even have any weapons, that is, it was a regular tramp. It turns out that with me happened here is called "undress to the cross," and if I stripped the soldiers in heavy weapons, maybe he would not be so insulting. For the future knight Temple told me to take him for a walk or one of the servants, or at least brother Severin.

I could not tell about the amazing devotion of those rogues, but the Templar hissed through clenched teeth, what piety is expressed in a reverent attitude to the shrines, there was the simple superstition: who shot with me, the cross would take away all my sins. I did not argue, although still of the opinion that piety is piety, regardless of what caused it.

At the end of the conversation He looked at me with unhappy eyes, smiled and said like this I look like a circus clown. I'm offended said that we can't all be coaches lions, and went to his room to change.

Now let my brother in Christ, to fulfill the will of our Christians by the Emperor and to describe the strengthening of Novgorod and its suburban fortresses.

I did not expect that the strengthening of the second largest city of Russia will be so weak. The middle Novgorod is surrounded by low, about five cubits (3 meters – approx. transl.), bulk shafts with an equally shallow wetland ditch in front of them. On the shafts – low, also five cubits, log walls, consisting of log cabins, filled with earth, with the battle move upstairs. They built a hundred years ago, rotten and looked. And even if they were newly built, still sweep away from the shaft these walls with the help of a little bit of modern siege equipment is not difficult. Miroslav told me that the shafts inside the fortified wooden huts, but the defense it did not increase, for if the fortresssuch weak walls, at the siege to destroy the shafts themselves there is no need.

In the town fortress are two doors – one from the river, others on the contrary. Over the gate built low, only slightly above the walls, wooden tower. No more towers are very useful for strengthening of defense, the fortress has not.

And even so weak - building is surrounded by not more than one tenth of the territory of Novgorod. The length of the shaft – much less than a mile (about1.4 km – approx. transl.), area the fortress is about forty acres (16 hectares – approx. transl.). And cool the slopes are defense helpers: the city is located in the middle of the endless plains. Assistants can only be impassable swamps, over which the city the river is only possible way to attack the river is always more difficult than on dry land, to also the people of Novgorod have a strong Navy.

Suburban strongholds quite small, their territory does not exceed two acres (less than one hectare – approx. transl.), and strengthened even weaker: the height of the shaft is three cubits (2 metres – approx. transl.), the trenches were so shallow, on the ramparts instead of walls are the Palisades.

In the Novgorod and in the all suburban fortresses built all on one line the wood-land fortifications. The main towers (or citadels – approx. transl.) inside there except stone temples, although they strengthen the weak and unreliable, and no a serious bout no Church could not resist: the besiegers, it is easy to impose the building of brushwood and to strangle defenders smoke, or take a battering RAM to knock door.

However, a certain the reason to use churches as the primary towers are still there, and in our own Germany there are many such examples: I built myself a fortress Church in the See of Abbey, may God grant there the Abbot to Vivaldo background Stablo und Corvey recovery from his serious illness. In any case, if the enemy had been able to overcome the main town fortifications and capture the city taking even the strongest of the main tower is just a matter of a relatively small time. But at least a symbolic main tower of the fortress is still needed, becausewhen you capture an enemy city walls, the military commander must be able to be locked in some consolidation, and while the enemy is preparing to attack to negotiate honorable surrender. And even the weakest main tower gives noble class enough protection during the uprising of the citizens.

In General I would put it about strengthening of Novgorod and its suburbs very unflattering: what are the strongholds, these are the main towers. Such a careless attitude of Novgorod to strengthen hometown took me by surprise. However, the enemy proceeded to the walls Novgorod a hundred years, but it can sooner or later blessed The virgin intercessor, or at least pagan fortune to turn away from this city?

But I hope to leave this city earlier than turn away from him the blessed virgin, and soon to return to our blessed Holy Roman Empire.

The grace of God Yes be with you and all our brothers in Christ, may your days will be full of joy and success, bless you Almighty God countless years. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you and with your whole soul devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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His Eminence Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, from the Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau.

It was written in the city of Pskov in the fourteenth day of September 1157 from BC


Greetings, his Conrad, my Archpastor and brother in Christ!

Long had I chance to write to you, my kind countryman. Unprecedented misadventures was sent to me by God for my sins. If you paid attention, that this letter bad written on cheap parchment, and in Pskov? Not know, made you God to hear about this city. I was not granted until very recently, when I not only heard, but by the will of the Lord was in it.

One indeed a miserable day in late July, in eager anticipation of leaving for our blessed home, I went with brother Severin in Novgorod Georgiev the monastery to explore the local Cathedral. We returned to the tower Radko of Hotelovych in the evening, but summer nights in Novgorod short, and it was still bright as day. And now, my brother in Christ, as we approached the house I saw that he was surrounded by soldiers, and there are townspeople.

The Lord has umodel me to hide in the crowd, and in the distance I saw the guards brought out of the gate related Arnulf, Miroslav and servants. Then took out all of our chests including with the gifts of the Christians by the Emperor Frederick. Next was Radko and was explaining something the guards, showing it to my companions, then around.

On infinite mercy Of God, Radko, people of small stature, did not notice the crowd my brother and me Severina. We only saw the knight Arnulf, towering over the crowd and guards. Blocking the noise, he shouted with his powerful voice that Judas-Radko betrayed Novgorod Prince Svyatoslav our Embassy that he and Miroslav arrested that for me and Severin will now hunt the guards that we urgently need to leave the Lyudin end, so as not to catch the eye of the ungodly Radko, and that we should try to be employed on any ship and return to Empire.

I once told gallant knight of the Temple, while working in Palestine learned Arabic. Therefore, experienced Arnulf shouted his instructions in Arabic, that Judas and the guards did not understand and did not know that I was there. And cried the Templar, facing the other side of me and Severin, so as not to give us. God infinitely merciful, and maybe I will meet a SIM with the brave knight, but yet it together with Miroslav, servants and chests pushed in a big covered wagon and drove away in the direction of the Settlement, where is princely dungeon.

If I was a hero some French songs of the troubadours, then I would try to sneak in the prison, and to release his companions. But minds and given us to keep from suicidal acts, because suicide is the gravest of earthly sins. So I just silently sent a blessing after taken satellites left together with his brother Severin Lyudin end and went to The great bridge, under which, as I have noticed before, spends the night a lot of homeless people.

Money Abbey taken me in the journey, lay in one of the chests under the vigilant protection of valiant knight He from Caesarea and his servants, that is were taken together with chests. Stayed with me and Severin only a few small coins, which we did not have time to give to the poor in Georgieva monastery. When the hard libovolnou post they could stay for two or three days, then we are threatened with starvation death.

The rain here in the summer the warm rains, but if you get wet, cold. Huddled under one of the shore abutments of the Great bridge, I began to ponder what to do next.

Was it possible to execute the last instruction Arnulf – employed on a ship, sailing on our homeland? I decided that no, there were two reasons. First, the Prince guard, because she had a job to find us, probably checked all sailing in the Empire ships. Secondly, we are brother Severin sailors? It is unlikely that any captain will take the ship two stout, had a breathing problem and ignorant of Maritime Affairs of the elderly, one of whom also the silent.

Don't forget, my dear countryman Conrad that I did not know the Russian language, and have not managed to learn in a short time stay in Russia. Of course, I listened to conversations among Russian ambassadors, and Novgorod streets, but it is one thing to understand the language and explain when shopping on the marketplace, and quite another to speak freely on it.

And what could I do in a foreign country, without money, without language, wanted the Prince's guards? Only one: find some compatriot and beg for help.

In the morning I went German farmstead. The foreman of a monastery, old merchant named Friedrich-Hansel, didn't even invite me to enter the tower. It turns out that the night before came to him the Prince's guard and told to report only I show up, and since the deterioration of relations Sergeant with the Prince of Novgorod could affect the privileges of German merchants, I in any case could not to obtain asylum in the courtyard.

I asked him how then he understands the Christian duty to those in trouble compatriot, also by the grace of God Abbot and Baron. He replied that for him I am not the Abbot not the Baron, for in Novgorod under an assumed name, on arrival is not announced urban authorities, dressed in a merchant's dress, no credentials to present not can. Therefore, no Christian debt before me, he does not feel, and the only thing for me to do is to give me time off before he goes to report the Prince's guard.

Then I asked for myself and brother Severin refuge in a Catholic Church in the German compound. But in this Friedrich-Hansel refused under the pretext that the Abbot of the temple supposedly out of town and the officers shall not have the right to decide for Holy Church, whom to grant asylum, and who does not.

God is the judge of this Frederick Hansel, because in a sense, it too can be understood. I took his leave and returned under the Great bridge to the brother of Severin.

The next day I went a bargain. Almost two days I went there, peering at the others, listening to their language, approaching people who look like foreigners, and conjuring with them. Brother Severin was waiting for me under the bridge over the Volkhov, for I knew that the guard will look for two Germans and didn't want to attract attention. By the end of the second day, when I was already weak from fatigue and malnutrition, I was lucky: the person to whom I came up as if to ask directions at Nerevsky end, answered me in German. He was the local moneylender, his name is Christopher, God bless him himself, and all his loved ones.

I did not disclose To Christopher sad truth about our Embassy, because he could fear that will be plunged in the princely feuds. Forgive me Lord for the forced sin lies, but I had him as a carpenter, Ludwig, located in Novgorod together with his cousin Helmut, mute Woodcarver, a native, like me, of Cologne: I chose this city because I know it, I had to build temples there. And I told the pawnbroker to advance up a story about what we worked in Bremen, he met the old sailor drank until he lostmemory, came with him on his ship, and when he came to, the ship has sailed to Novgorod, the evil captain did not want to turn back and land we, in all our sailing we did on the ship most menial jobs, and only now we managed to escape, and the captain thinks we have him still owed for food, and is looking for us along with the Prince's custody.

Christopher asked if we wizard. Brother Severin – Carver primarily in stone, but with tree it works perfectly, so I without any exaggeration said the lender, in my life met a more skilled Carver than my cousin Helmut. Your own experience in carpentry, I repent, exaggerated, because owned it only to the level necessary for each respect itself architect. It is regrettable that some of today's young architects neglect of craft skills and do not comprehend nor Divadelni or kamenshikova art.

The man explained how to find his house in the Slovenian end, and in the evening my brother Severin, observing caution, different roads came to him. Severin demonstrated their art, Viteza for Christopher from the rough-of oak boards with a simple axe exquisite crucifixion of our Lord Jesus Christ. Christopher was delighted and fed us dinner and let me tell you, my dear Conrad, what after this hunger simple porridge seemed tastier than any delicacies.

I asked him to lend us money on the way home, but now, God forgive me, a greedy moneylender said that without pledge it to anyone in debt does not: probably, even if he knew that I the Abbot of the Abbey, it still wouldn't give. But he suggested us to go to his friend Hans of Belbacha who lives in Pskov – the town of Novgorod land, the weeks in the two river route from Novgorod, which by local standards is quite close. (See. Sheet 1 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).Christopher told that Hans owns a Divadelni masterskoy, and he certainly find a job for compatriots. And after working there, we will be able to accumulate money on the way back to Germany. Pskov, as explained to us, Christopher, good the fact that through it runs another recently mastered the path of the Empire, and the fact that the evil captain of the us there certainly will not find.

Other way the Lord still we have not been provided, and I agreed. The road to Pskov is a very inexpensive, but Christopher refused to even loan us the money, telling be employed on any merchant ship with oarsmen: at inland water ways and this black work no experience is requires is for the poor working Board for travel and food. But our compatriot, apparently, still felt remorse for her, God forgive me, greed, for it placed us on bed in the hallway, in the morning drink water from the well, gave a piece of bread and sentus on the pier of his son, so that he acted as the interpreter: not knowing the language, we don't could themselves be employed on a ship, and this young man helped us. And we hired, and the same day sailed in Pskov.

My dear brother in Christ, I want before thee to repent for the arrogance that I, belonging to the privileged class, has been to the common people. Don't know was it the remission of sin in I received papal indulgence, but even if not, I just now ever and ever recovered. A simple worker in severity and ingratitude not comparable with anyone, except cart-horses. No rest except a few hours of heavy sleep on the bare ground or boards with his own hat, put it under his head instead of a pillow, tastelesssoup for lunch, a piece of stale bread for Breakfast and dinner – that's life local paddler, and not slave Guernica, a free peasant or a city dweller.

I am not a summer person, I had while learning the construction business working as an apprentice and construction sites and in stone quarries, but it was just training, and I knew that tonight God will give me tasty and plenty to eat and relax in the warm bed. And most importantly – I knew that no one would dare to urge me, like cattle, and especially to raise a hand to me. Here, despite my age, raised more than once. And the Sotko Sytinich, captain and owner of a boat carrying fur goods from the distant Northern town of Beloozero (now Belozersk – approx. transl.), and his assistant, quartermaster Daniel, and even some of my fellow sufferers, which I have afflicted his bodily weakness, inability to row, to wield on shallow water pole and drag the boat on the portages.

However, I'm not alone suffered from beatings. Here the parent hitting the child on the most trivial occasions, and slaves, which are called slaves differ from free people just because the first beat of the whip, the second – with his fists. Operating in Russia the laws of Yaroslav the Wise rebuke beatings and quite severely punished them, but people do not always perform even the divine ordinances, to say nothing about the Prince? By the way, brother Severin was beaten much less than me, because here taken to spare the dumb, as well as the crippled and crazy. Latest here evenin its own respect, because I believe that their mouth speaketh the Lord God.

My hands were shot down in blood, face broken from the beatings and clumsy movements of a huge paddle, I lost thirty pounds (12 pounds – approx. transl.), overgrown beard and probably looks no different from the robbers, seen on the Volkhov. In fairness I will say that it looked like everything in our boat, except Daniel and Cotco Of sytinich. I guess my brother in Christ Conrad, if you saw me then, cry from Christian mercy, but now when I write you these things letter, I look much better. And Novgorod I could safely to walk around, no one is hiding: Judas-Radko I just wouldn't know.

But as they say in our native Upper Franconia, every thing has two sides: the Russian language in this desperate assimilated as if by itself, and by the end of two weeks I could tolerably well to talk, although my vocabulary consisted God forgive me, mainly out of the rough and obscene expressions, peculiar to to the common people. Now, I already speak Russian almost freely, only a reprimand gives me as a foreigner. Writing, however, this language has not yet learned to: never not had a chance to even sign up.

Approached in the evening to Pskov, we have seen waving in the sky a disturbing glow. Above the city will Of the Lord was heavy summer rain, and lightning flashed several houses. The shower was short and did not have time to fill in the fire. Yet the efforts of the inhabitants of the fires was extinguished almost everywhere, except Zapskovye, one of Pskov ends. Part of the city in Pskov as in Novgorod, called all.

Zapskovye burned almost completely. The spectacle of burning city, my kind Conrad shocked me not less than the bloody consequences of the battle with the robbers on the river Volkhov. Roaring flames, rising almost to the heavens, fever, burning even floating in the boat in the middle of the river, the sparks, the terrible crackling of burning logs, people frantically bustling among so monstrous manifestations of divine wrath, bent over the charred corpses of those who tried to the last to save his property and died in the fire – all this sunk in memory until the end of my days.

Despite the callousness and the cruelty of the local customs, to the rescue of the victims hurry many boats from all over the city. Cotco with Danilo also turned to the burning Zapskovye not without hesitation and without fear that the sparks will light up a valuable cargo. Almost overnight we took away the burning logs, poured the flame was transported across the river Pskov lost shelter residents and saved from fire stuff. I have to tell you, my brother in Christ, that Russians in General are mutual, and almost all the victims of the fire immediately, according to Christian tradition, had found shelter and food with relatives and friends.

Early in the morning, goodbye with his companions, brother Severin, tired and covered with ashes, came in Divadelni workshop of our compatriot Hans of Belbacha. Owner the Studio welcomed us with open arms and did not even bother to read a letter in birch bark, which we have provided the Novgorod uncle Christopher. Hans almost danced, speaking about the terrible tragedy that befell Zapskovye: they say that there will be many orders for new construction! Such callousness in the spirit the pagan Emperor Nero in our Christian times, it is mostregret, if not conviction, although the judge is not given to anyone except the Lord. However, bigotry is inappropriate here, because thanks to that fire my brother Severin got the job literally five minutes after meeting with Hans, and I immediately, not even having had a rest, went to the warehouse to select the logs for the future construction.

And to this day we work in the workshop of Hans of Belbacha. I work on the construction of a wooden Church on the site burned down. Us carpenters, this construction site three, there are two utility workers. Everyone except me, the Russian, and I haven senior – not because their more skilled in carpentry, but because compatriot Hans. I must say that the owner not only never raises his hand to the workmen, but manages to maintain in his workshop quite a good relationship, and fights here occur mainly on major religious holidays, whenmany Russians have a rest from work and get drunk.

In General, my brother in Christ, compared to galley servitude Cotco of Sytinich the work of Hans quite tolerable, and for her at least something to pay. It was something. How else can you call fee, which is only enough for cereal, apples and bread? Brother Severin earns more than me – he cuts the figure of completion of the roof and window frames, and the skill is already known all over the Pskov. But even if you can save each month half our earnings and not to buy any clothes, then travel to the the blessed Holy Roman Empire will have to save at least six months. Andwarm clothes Willy-nilly will soon have to buy: autumn begins, and behind it with the imminent coming of a frosty Russian winter.

Thank God that I found the strength to write you this letter with trembling with fatigue callused hands. I'm sorry not only for poor handwriting and poor parchment: even the cheapest that I found on the marketplace, Severin had to save more weeks. And to send you a message with departing in lübeck English merchants had to save up for another week. And so in the sweat of your brow earn your bread all the local ordinary people, so miserably paid for their work! If I'm wrong got tired of carpentry, it inevitably would have thought about justice world order.

His Eminence my Archbishop Conrad, I accept befallen me in my old age suffering and the hardships with due Christian humility, patience, and forgiveness – because a carpenter worked and Holy righteous Joseph the betrothed. But I hope to be more useful in the construction of the Imperial cathedrals than Pskov wooden churches. Would be eternally grateful if his Majesty will send for me its Ambassador or at least send money for the journey home. You can find me in In Pskov, in Divadelni workshop of Hans of Belbacha in the house for artisans. Ilive and work here under the name Ludwig from Cologne and I don't hard to believe that I am the Abbot von Rosenau.

The grace of God may with you all your life. Amen.

A poor countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/V-VII)


His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach, from the Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, by the grace of God Abbot of the Abbey of St. the Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city of Pskov in the twenty-eighth day of September 1157 from BC


Glory to Jesus Christ and now and ever and unto the ages of ages, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind Archpastor and brother in Christ!

In the twenty-fifth day Sep I, like everyday, was a carpenter in Zapskovye. The next day was the feast of St. John the Evangelist, blessed be his name. Have you forgotten, my dear countryman, that this day was my birthday? I hope not forgotten in the soul, congratulated me, and maybe even raised a Cup to my health. But here congratulations I wasn't expecting, because, as you probably already know from my previous letter, was forced to live in Pskov, under the name Ludwig from Cologne. And I easily customized the rafters thinking about the Holy Bible the righteous man jobthe frailty of earthly prosperity and the vicissitudes of human destiny.

And then I saw the top hurrying to our construction site of Hans of Belbacha at the head of a crowd of people in the rich clothes and high hat: at Russian customs, the higher the cap, the imenity Lord. Some of them had swords – apparently the nobles that for Pskov quite a rarity. Hans said something and was pointing at me. In my mind flashed a lot of troubling thoughts, but here with Hans, I learned brother Severin and, most importantly, glorious Lord Ratibor Borisovich.

I almost fell off the roof: my joy was so great that I felt no hands, no feet, no eyes shrouded in mist, even dropped his axe. When I was helped down, I don't broke down and cried on the chest of Ratibor. Truly blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

When I came to myself, Ratibor introduced me to Antsiferovo Luka, a handsome merchant years seventy-year-old, who is Governor of Pskov: Russia are called mayors.

Luke invited me, Ratibor and Severin to stay with him and said that tonight gives a dinner party dinner for the most famous residents of the city and would be honored to see us on this dinner. Of course, we gratefully accepted the invitation. I wanted to say that first I must go to Hans for things, but remembered that my local belongings – a bunch of unsightly rags, and a small purse with a negligible savings I always wore with him, for they feared to leave him in the house for artisans: stealing from your neighbors is a rare, but still I didn't want to enterneighbors in temptation. And we immediately went to the mayor, saying goodbye to Hans and expressing each other's gratitude: he told me – for the good work, I he for shelter. I at that moment was so happy, I would Express sincere gratitude even the Sotko Sytinich with Danilo, if they are nearby.

Hans made me a reproach, I'm not revealed to him who I really was, so he could provide me a decent the conditions of life. I expressed regret, but actually, frankly speaking, and now I regret that I didn't trust this slippery and cunning man.

I have not forgotten, my brother in Christ, to say goodbye, and with their comrades in carpenter work, promising to render them the feasible help. And this promise I have kept: in the evening, asked Ratibor how much money we can donate them, he told her the amount equal to earnings are still carpenters around the year, and the money was immediately sent one of the servants.

Approaching gorgeous the tower bows Antsiferova, I was somewhat ashamed of their unsightly and entrepinoy clothes, but Ratibor immediately took off his gorgeous red coat and threw me on the shoulders. I even, God forgive me, amused, that this nobleman treated me like a person, just recovering from a serious disease or bone-tired. I'm in that day even tired really not had worked less than half of the day. And in General carpenter work went on good for my health if I suffered from heartburn, shortness of breath, frequentcolds and insomnia, then in the Pskov all this, the glory of the Almighty Lord, as the hand was removed.

Placing us Ratibor in the chambers, it is worthy any Baron of the Holy Roman Empire, the Governor said that he still has a lot to do, and said goodbye until the evening. I think this wizened man knew that we need each other a lot to tell, and decided not to interfere.

Before leaving, Luke gave his servants the necessary orders, and after half an hour in our bedchambers were covered with the splendid table. After more than modest power Hans of Belbacha me it was very difficult to observe moderation in food, so as not to harm bodily health.

Then I, Ratibor and Severin was taken to the bath. Baths are many and private, and General. In the last usually washed together men and women, which often occurs in our Empire, and I believe it is a symptom of damaging morals. But Luke Antsiferova everything was decorous and moral. The local bath is usually represent a large hut, which consists of the baths and cool of the dressing room. They are heated with "black": the smoke from the open hearth goes through the holes above the door, or simply through the open door, soinside everything is black with soot, and bathe only after some time after termination of the furnace. Myself and the local method of washing in a bath is very different from our hot tubs, and from that adopted in the Palestinian "hammams" warm wet steam. Here the air is much hotter and the hearth are large hot stones, abundantly watered, from what's going on very strong couples in Russia usually say "take a steam". And in the Russian baths taken whip each other with brooms of thin rods, and in the winter is to pop upsteamed into the cold and jump in the snow, so that the body has been strengthened thanks SIM nice test.

After a bath my brother Severin was waiting for the Barber, who saved us from the huge beards, trimmed hair and even cut the heads of the monastic tonsure. And then me and Severin with a nod filed new clothes. I confess, not surprised, seeing a rich boyar dress, but what I saw exceeded all my expectations. Governor was able, apparently, to the local bargaining to get it for Severina Catholic monastic garb, but for me – Abbey! I was just shocked. I still in The Empire had heard about the wide Russian hospitality, but stillRuss was talking to me only more ugly side. Here such a gift of good will of the Lord was prepared for my birthday, Hosanna and threefold Hallelujah to our Lord Jesus Christ and his Holy Apostle John The theologian.

And that's what's in it for me time told Ratibor, Yes it will last days of this brave and honest nobleman.

Procopius Cosmetic, went to Kiev, disappeared, which is not surprising, because in the capital of Russia after death George Dolgorukiy there was a fierce struggle for the throne. In Zalesie all was quiet, no one dared to encroach upon the sovereign rights of Prince Andrew G., and he even made something that has long been one of the Russian princes not solved: gathered Assembly in the two oldest cities of Rostov and Suzdal and was unanimously elected Prince in addition to his hereditary rights. And your stay has identified Andrei Vladimir, a city not so ancient, butthriving through the efforts of Vladimir Monomakh, and of George Dolgorukiy.

Prince Andrew took Ratibor Borisovich very well. Hearing that Novgorod secretly home to the Imperial Embassy to his late father, comprised of senior knight of the Temple and the most prominent architect of his Majesty, he immediately issued Ratibor necessary ambassadorial credentials and security credentials, and he hastily went to Novgorod.

Arrived there in Ratibor mid-August, two weeks before we agreed on the term. Appearing to Radko The jotanovic and not seeing our Embassy, he, of course, was to ask that happened. Insidious Judas-Radko explained that He and Miroslav were arrested by order of Prince Sviatoslav Rostislavich, and he allegedly did does not know, and the next day for a long time leaves in its merchant business in Kiev. And really, I left: apparently, they were afraid of retribution for their heinous acts.

Ratibor, with all the credentials and security credentials, and visited Prince Svyatoslav, and many of the boyars, first of all supporters of Andrei Georgievich. And what a tragic story it is learned and told me.

Shortly before the arrival Ratibor in the yard of Svyatoslav with a large gathering of people was held princely court. Arnulf, Miroslav and servants Arnulf was accused of intent to cause harm Novgorod. The Prosecutor played the Prince himself, the former are not averse to get into his the Treasury the property of the accused, especially the gifts of the Emperor Frederick. A witness for the prosecution made the informer Radko, which, if successful, his ungodly things, violations of the Ninth Holy commandment – could get their thirty pieces of silver in the form of a share of the confiscated property. In favorthe accusation was that we lived in Novgorod under the guise of simple merchants, not ambassadors – as I warned He about the danger of this dressing! Security letters of the late Grand Duke George of Putin in this case has not acted, and even if it worked like that, then not much could help in a hostile Principality. In short, the situation was initially difficult, and if a similar court was held somewhere near us in the Empire, I would charge for it happy outcome.

The laws of Prince Yaroslav The wise, on which Russia, describe in detail the crimes against life and ownership, state crimes remained unreached SIM it is a good code, entitled "Russian truth". And if, for example, the laws of Yaroslav to the murder charge required the testimony of seven witnesses, how much you want to charge them with the intent to cause harm to the city is unclear. My question is, what could be the harm, Ratibor said, which had invented something in the spirit of the pagan emperors Tiberius and Caligula.

But the evidence against Miroslava Arnulf and still needed more convincing, yet they were noble nobles, Arnulf to the same foreigner. And then, as noble nobles are not taken to torture, the Prince was offered the choice of either the torture of servants Arnulf, or God's judgment in any of three ways – with the sword, fire, or water.

He could not allow torture your faithful servants and chose God's judgment. Sword, that is, in the form of judicial match, for to take in the hand a red-hot iron, or to immerse it in boiling water meant deliberately resign ourselves to the loss: because the Lord thy God, though shall not to prevent conviction of the innocent, but took care so to arrange our mortal body, that hot iron and boiling water on hand will inevitably remain burns.

Svyatoslav again gave accused the right choice: to fight or alternately all set for one fighter, what weapon to use, the horse will fight or Hiking. Of course, for all into battle went brave and skillful warrior Arnulf of Caesarea. He chose for lack of a good and proven horse Hiking encounter. He it was granted its own arms – helmet, armor, shield and long sword, which he skillfully mastered, what we could observe in the defense from the robbers on the Volkhov.

The Prince put up against Arnulf, one of the warriors of his regular troops, which is here called "a team". This warrior was the most noble origin, otherwise would not have the right to fight the knight: as I explained to Ratibor, in these fights estates rules will be strictly followed. The combatant was thin, below Arnulf growth, and armed much easier with a helmet light armor without mantle, small a round shield and a thin, curved sword. It seemed that the advantage was on the side of the Templar.

But when we started the fight and He used his favorite technique called "Mel" – mad the rotation of the sword – it turned out that to get at the soldier, he can not. The or deftly dodged the blows, or easily diverted their shield, and he managed to duck under the sword and shield of the enemy and do fast attacks, seeking to cut through heavy armor, and punching them in rivets. Minutes ten He was already staggering from fatigue, and from many lungs, but abundantly krovotochivostyu wounds. Then he belatedly decided to abandon"mills" and to wield his sword just as his opponent is the sword, but the sword was too heavy and long.

The end came soon: wounded and exhausted, Temple knight dropped the sword, fell to one knee, and bowed head in front of the winner. Russian warrior looked at his Prince, he filed sign. Blow a thin dagger under the visor, similar to the "blow of mercy" our bloody tournaments, and the soul of the valiant knight Arnulf went to The Lord. I hope that before travelling to Russia he, like me, received a papal absolution and left this world with the released sins.

Lost trial the fight meant a death sentence for Miroslav Chudinovich and servants Arnulf, and this sentence was immediately executed. Nobles executed here as well as we do, and Miroslav was beheaded on the scaffold. The Templars, under the hooting Novgorod the crowd dragged him to the Great bridge, tied to the necks of the stones and threw it into Volkhov. All the property of the Embassy, weapons, money and chests with contents – was confiscated in favor of the princely Treasury.

On this Ratibor Borisovich completed his sad story about the tragic fate of Arnulf and Miroslav and switched to a much lighter story about how he managed to find me.

He reasonably judged that I, not knowing the Russian language, go for help to the compatriots, and began to visit the homes of all in Novgorod Germans and to describe our signs. Then The Lord it contrived that the Germans in Novgorod many, and such a bypass would take too a lot of time, and turned to the Sergeant of the German farmsteads Frederick Hansel – the same one which turned me. Ratibor promised reward and foreman, and someone who will indicate where we are. The award was so great that Friedrich-Hansel immediately called almost all of Novgorod Germans, described oursigns and explained that they are looking for, we are not enemies, but friends, that is if anyone we have seen that there is no need to hide. No wonder uncle Christopher immediately responded, spoke about the Pskov workshop of Hans of Belbacha and got deserved, though, in my opinion, still too high a reward. Ratibor it only remained to the Prince Svyatoslav security letters for me and my brother Severin, that the Prince was given immediately and without argument, because, apparently, still felt some remorse. Lord then came in Pskov and presented certificates to mayor Luke Antsiferovo.

By the way, my brother in Christ, in my last letter I, being upset and being infinitely tired, carpenter work, did not have time in detail to tell you about Pskov. I now have the time and energy, so will do these things, that thou mayest to report to his Majesty not only about my wonderful deliverance, but also about the local the fortifications.

Pskov is in Novgorod in vassal subordination, now Duke there, and all the power belongs to the mayor and to the chamber. The way from Novgorod to Pskov rivers is about one hundred and fifty and even two hundred miles (300-400 kilometers. Cm. Sheet 1 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.) in the South-West. For comparison: the words of Ratibor, on the rivers between Novgorod and Kiev – more than eight hundred miles (1600 kilometers– approx. transl.), that is, the distances are vast, both in our a great Empire, only towns and villages along the way meets much less.

Through Pskov from Novgorod there is a new trade route in the East sea, less well-known but shorter and convenient than the the old "from the Varangians to the Greeks" via Novgorod to Kiev and then to Constantinople. This new trade route I learned during a trip with Cotco The sytinich, as they say in our hometown of Franconia, own hump: lake Ilmen, and then up a tributary of the river Shelon, then its tributaries the Ouse, then rummaging in Gerehu, a tributary of the great river. Some more down great, you can reach the city of Pskov, where in the Greatflows into the river of Pskov. Further knowledge is precious to me only by hearsay: Pskov, Warm and Peipsi river Narva and finally in the East sea, where to our glorious country.

We can assume that according to this way will float more and more ships, and the city of Pskov itself its geographical location is destined prosperity. But now it is small town. It has a small fortress, which is called "Chrome". It was built in the same way as Novgorod, – a low wooden wall on the low the shafts, but are much smaller in size, it has an area of about seven acres (3 hectare – approx. transl.). Stone temples in there, but the stone Cathedral located near the city in a small monastery, called the Mirozhsky. This the fortified monastery: as I have explained Miroslav Chudinovich in Russia stone temples outside the fortifications are not built. But the consistency is rather weak: the height of the trees – less three cubits (2 metres – approx. transl.), the trenches were so shallow, on the walls – not walls and palisade.

The Mirozhsky monastery is near a fortress to defend the city from the West: less than a mile (about1.5 kilometers – approx. transl.) from Chrome on the other side of the great river. As told to Luke Antitropic, there is also a distant fortress – town of Izborsk, a day on West. In turn, Pskov is an advanced fortress of Novgorod in the West. In the North, a fortress is Ladoga. I must admit that the system fortifications of Novgorod looks strategically sound, though made it very modestly: I've seen Russian fortresses little bit comparable with ours only Ladoga.

Here, perhaps, and all that I would like to tell you about the fortifications of Pskov. Better I will tell you how in this the city was my birthday, which I, despite the sad news of the death Arnulf and Miroslav, without exaggeration can be called the most joyful for fifty-one years of my mortal life on earth.

In the evening of the twenty-fifth day of September Luca Antitropic, as promised, gave a dinner for the most famous citizens. In total there were about twenty guests. Ratibor Borisovich put on the left hand from the owner, me on the right, that is the most honorable place. I was first on the Russian feast and, frankly, expected to see barbaric feast in the spirit of tales about Valhalla – after all, Russia once ruled by the Normans, and now, as I already wrote, all these princes are your descended from them. But the feast was held surprisingly well-behaved and decorous, perhaps, itwas due to the fact that among the guests were priests, but in our glorious Empire, it would not hurt to run rampant, which, to be honest, and prelates might to take an active part. Long and wide table was Laden with a variety of viands, servants all the time brought us new dishes and bowls with the most delicious wines. Generally speaking, to observe moderation in food and drink, useful after half-starved of the food of Hans of Belbacha, I gets harder and harder.

At the dinner was attended by the Abbot of the Mirozhsky monastery of Abraham. Here monastic abbots called the Greek way – the abbots, and this elderly Abbot, get to know me and learning about my birthday party, invited me the next day to attend worship in his monastery. Invitation to the Liturgy I was pleasantly surprised, because in our God-saved Empire priest of another faith hardly be admitted to mass. Anyway, I am in the Abbey was not allowed

And Luca Antitropic, after hearing about my name day, said that the next evening will give in my honor a great the feast, although, in my humble opinion, the dinner could be called feast.

We spent the night at a mayor in a cozy soft bed, and I'm so unaccustomed to such conveniences he fell asleep with difficulty. The next morning we Ratibor and Severin went to The Mirozhsky monastery. The Governor with his entire extended family decided not to go in the Cathedral, and to join us. Join us and many nobles, too families. Crossing so many people on the other side of the great river took a lot time, but in the end, on Matins in honor of the modest feast of the repose of St. John the Evangelist in the monastery Cathedral was such a crowd thatas I said, it's rarely even on the Great Resurrection of Christ.

On the way to the Mirozhsky the monastery I thought about this: at home, I, as ordained in the prelates, shall be in the temple with his head covered, but there is still the Byzantine Church, and headdresses may only be local the priests. And I, fearing to offend the hospitable old Abbot of Abraham and to offend the feelings of Russian, coming to the temple, and took his pileolus here called a yarmulke, and hidden for the belt. In the end, all went well and Abraham, at my request, read the funeral prayer is not only forfollowers of the Byzantine faith Miroslav Chudinovich, but good Catholics and He of Caesarea and his servants.

The Mirozhsky monastery local standards, quite wealthy, owned large lands and mills in the floodplain river Mirage, the forges on the banks of the great river, many other craft crafts. Here is the chronicle, a library, and workshops copyists and icon painters. The monastery Church, dedicated to the Transfiguration of the Lord Jesus Christ, which in Russia is called the Transfiguration of the Saviour, erected in the same Byzantine forms that Novgorod temples, but much less the size, more squat and has one great head, resting on fourthe ledge walls. It is built of bricks and natural stone more recently, a a few years ago. It has just finished to paint, and I have to say that this painting is pleasing to the eye.

In the evening I was at the feast, Antitropic which Luke gave in my honor. Feast differed from the previous only the fact that guests were not twenty, but fifty or more, and I was sitting not the right hand of the master, and the head of the table. In the great hall of the Palace Luke Antsiferova was not breathe in the truest sense: through small Windows fresh autumn air came in very sparingly. However, it was all fun and happily. Among the guests were Hans of Belbacha, but he did not even dare to speak with me, so much higher than his I ended up in the local hierarchy.

So I spent my birthday. The next day I woke up, I confess, with a slightly heavy head after yesterday's feast. But the servants immediately brought me cucumber pickle – very effective Russian anti hangover, and I was able to immediately start writing you. Once it's finished, the servant of Ratibor Borisovich quickly go to the Empire, in order to deliver this letter. It is unlikely that he will catch up with the English merchants, with whom I sent the previous letter, even more so is unlikely to overtake our monastery mail but at least reduce the painful time of your confidence in the fact that I stillthen do rough carpentry work.

Soon, my brother in Christ, we Racibórz travel to Suzdal region to Prince Andrew Georgievich. I must say that I expressed a desire after everything that happened back home in worms, but remained in a very soft and is urgent the form explained to me that an invitation from Prince Andrew to build temples is very honorable, and to refuse it is impossible, besides, the money was issued Prince on my journey from Novgorod to Vladimir, and not worms. You you know, my dear, my countryman Conrad, I had no other choice but consent to the continuation of the journey.

It is a pity that we soon I'll see you, but apparently so pleasing to the Lord. The grace of God be with thee, and all our brothers in Christ, may your days be full of joy and prosperity. Amen.

Forever loving you and all the soul of a devotee servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/V-VIII)


His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city Pereslavl Zalessky (now Pereslavl-Zalessky – approx. transl.) in the third day of December 1157 from BC


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad!

My dear brother in Christ if I know what waits for me the road from Pskov Suzdal, I probably would have flatly refused to go and remained in Pskov architect though mayor Luke Antsiferova, even though Hans of Belbacha. The fact that a long delay in transit, caused by you-know-sad events, happened in Novgorod with our Embassy, brought us to the very dangerous and difficult time for local travellers, late autumn and the beginning of winter.

I must say that the wise especially when Luke warned us with Ratibor that if we sail from Pskov in the beginning of October, on the way to Vladimir meet autumn impassability of roads, when the die is almost impassable. And then probably make and freeze – so here is the time, when swimming in the rivers becomes impossible due to the advent of the ice, but the ice is not so strong to be able to change a sledge and go on a winter road. Freezing happens early in the beginning of November, it happens late – in early December, and to predict its exact time is impossible, thoughthe huge number of local people's will and predictors of the weather. So in November and early December, no one on the Russian rivers don't go, and the mayor wisely advised us to wait in Pskov a couple of months until winter path and we will not be able to get to Vladimir on the sled.

Ratibor said to Luka that we're in a hurry: Prince Andrey wants to have time to build temples for 6666 year, in order to reassure the people. I already wrote to you, my kind countryman, that began in September 6666 year according to the Byzantine calendar many here believe almost the end of the world. So I have winter have to do all the drawings and the calculations that spring temples were built. This valiant nobleman calculated, that would be sufficient to reach the town of Pereyaslavl Zalessky, which closer than Vladimir (see Sheet 1 and Sheet 2 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.) and there is already yezzennya year-round overland route, and if God will not very early winter, we will have time to Pereslavl earlier freeze-up. Despite the fact that I already speak fluent Russian, I had three times to ask the Lord the name of Pereslavl, before I could pronounce.

Expressing hope that God Ratibor insisted on an immediate departure. It seemed to me that I see in the eyes brave nobleman not trust in God, and the same unfortunate presumption, already destroy noble knight He from Caesarea, but to argue did not become, because understand that these things are useless.

Mayor Luke Antitropic did everything to help us. He provided us with easy and fast military boat with steersman and ten paddlers urban warriors in full armor. As he explained, at this time of year we will not be able to join any the merchant caravan and we have to swim alone, and in the military the boat we will be able to fend off any robbers, at least – to escape from persecution. In addition, some of the portages could be deserted, and this rook easy enough to, if necessary, to drag her out ourselves.

Luke didn't even want to take with Ratibor money for the hiring of the boat with the soldiers, thinking himself obliged to provide safe passage of ambassadors of his Majesty: as I understand it, the Governor feeds deep respect to our Emperor, and Andrei Georgievich. And when, after much persuasion Luke agreed, then asked to pay money not to him but to the city Treasury, which contains a small Pskovskoe regular army, dealing mainly with the protection of peace in the city. As they say here, such a decent and honest mayors in Russia are very rare.Although, to be honest, is a rarity in our God-saved Empire.

And in the first days of October we have sailed. The weather was beautiful, the trees were covered with Golden leaves, and there were no signs of God's punishment that is soon upon us. Russian soldiers were the boat very skillfully: after traveling with the Sotko Sytinich I something understand. The ship had a combat form, every paddler hung his the shield on the Norman Drakkar and sakkarah repeatedly seen in our Northern ports. And in General this boat was essentially the same Sakkara, only better adapted for the navigation of the rivers. Her nose was adorned with not a statueNicholas or any other Saint, as in most the local commercial ships, and a huge dragon head very frightening appearance. The only thing that was lacking to this glorious ship, – at least a small comfort. Even on the benches to sleep was impossible, so narrow and short they were, and had to rest directly on a cold and damp bottom. However, soon sleep I had almost forgotten it, sleep was possible only sporadically.

When we came out of the river Shelon into the lake Ilmen, rose a strong wind drove our ship isn't in parts of the estuary floor and in the direction of the source of the Volkhov. Scrape against such a wind was impossible, and we decided that God himself tells us to swim The Volkhov river to Novgorod, the benefit is very close, and restock food. But truly God works in mysterious ways: in Novgorod we were not able even to go to the shore, for there raged a plague, which they call a "plague".

Struggling with this trouble so just as we have: locked in their homes, offering prayers unto the Lord for salvation. Then, when the danger has passed – all infected died, and the plague itself faded, surviving out on the streets and remove the corpses.

Frankly speaking, I always bothered, how dare the infection to produce abundant food in the temples of God, where people gather in hope to find her a shelter, and why the Lord allows her to turn temples into mass graves. I think his Eminence Archbishop Conrad, what a divine world that requires hiding from the plague, not less great and incomprehensible, than the miracle of the divine Liturgy, requiring to come together, thereby putting themselves at risk to get infected. But I like you knows, theology is not strong, and therefore only modestly Express the support of the priests,who take the liberty in the days of the plague to lock the Church, at the risk of incurring on himself the Bishop's anger. Worldly authorities are obliged to prevent the spread contagion to other cities, and in Russia with its small population and huge distances it easy: even if the plague will sail on the ship to a nearby town the path is so long that it has time to hit all the floating and stop.

But we are infinite by the grace of the Lord the plague has passed, for we are still with the Volkhov saw a lot lying on the streets rotting bodies of the poor of Novgorod, did not approach, launched our boat and sailed back, barely raking against though somewhat subdued but still strong winds. Looking at plagued Novgorod, Ratibor Borisovich grimly lamented that Judas Radko lucky: he just left in Kiev.

And we lost a lot time, once again came to the Ilmen lake. The adverse wind by the will of God almost stopped, but sharply colder, and the rains began. Over the rook hung the four-poster, but he was quickly soaked and kept dripping. All wore warm coats and wrapped in cloaks, but the cold still chilled him to the bone: such is his property inside damp conditions.

From the lake we moved up the river Field. The rains still did not stop, and when we after two days continuous the way decided to stop for rest and overnight stay, then soon realized that a good half of the night we try to light a fire, and God knows whether it will manage to us to sleep in the pouring rain especially since we can't, and the rook at least there's a four poster bed. And we swam on.

As we have explained our fun, cheerful and experienced helmsman named Klim, there are three main route from Novgorod to the headwaters of the great river Volga (in the original Latin – ITIL. Approx. transl.) where begins the Suzdal land. North path, the longest – on the river Msta. South river Field, its tributary Siberie and lake Seliger. Average, very short, but impassable for large merchant ships – on the Field, its tributaries Avon, then the lake Vella, via portage – into the river Libya flowing into the lake, transitional from. From this lake flows a river with same name, which is a tributary of the river CNA. Of the last is die Terzo, which, in turn, flows in the Volga.

(See. Sheet 1 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

All these many the names of rivers and lakes, especially since the order I, of course, remember not immediately, but after passing unlikely to forget on his deathbed.

As the time for us it was very expensive, our boat was easy, the baggage we were not burdened, the portages could move a vehicle without assistance, we chose the shortest way and turned from the Floors not to Seberia and Avon. On this river we began to climb up on a large hill, called Valday. As I understand it, value it is not less our entire Franconia.

On the river appeared and began multiply the rapids, I counted about a dozen and lost count. Fortunately, due to rains the water in the river rose, and some of the rapids we managed to pass without pulling the boat on shore, and spending it on a thick rope. But most still had to drag out the ship to land. Our glorious rowers lacked the strength to pull him through thick mud, and helped them all – and the steering Klim, and the servants Ratibor, Ratibor himself, and brother of Severin, and myself. So I Severin had to remember Cotco of Sytinich. Just noticed, my dearArchbishop Conrad that the ship As we pulled in the summer, dry and warm weather, and there is not only soaked to the bone from the endless rain, but was covered with sticky mud from head to toe, for all the time slipping and falling. Thank Almighty Lord, at least the mosquitoes are not haunted: in the summer there is existence of God punishment.

When we got up on Valday became easier again began marshy plain with copses. In Russia I first encountered this concept as "the bog," when swamped not the lowlands, and hills, and rivers originate in the swamps.

We crossed the lake Vella and went to die in the river Lebu. As we warned Luke Antitropic, all the way we met no human soul. Even the robbers – and those in this weather was hiding, though, maybe they were just afraid to attack our warship.

It was deserted and dies. in Libu: it is, as explained by the climate, and the summer was not very busy and was considered godforsaken place, for it was among the marshes. And if the autumn rains in overcoming the rapids were our allies in the deserted swampy portage they became our worst enemies. The water in the marshes rose and flooded all neighborhood, but not so much that it depth enough to pass the vehicle, even flat-bottomed. And we carried the ship on his shoulders, falling knee-deep in swamp muck.

One of the rowers pulling the rook on my part, had the temerity to stumble and fall. Walking beside him it tried to restrain the increased weight, but it slipped his hands and the ship fell on us. Had to bounce everyone except me: as punishment for their many sins I looked the other way and not noticed that happening.

Probably, if it it was summer, I would be crushed. But then the dirt, praise the Holy The virgin-intercessor, was a rescue, rook just lay her on top of me, and I was pressed, but not crushed. The main thing for me was not to drown in muddy icy slush, while my companions lifted the ship in order to get me. I thought these things took ages, although really unlikely more than a few minutes.

But even a few minutes held without movement in cold water, there are many hours in the rain, when if get wet, then gradually, and the body manages to heat up the moisture seeping through clothes. When diving, the water instantly freezes up bones, and my health, already subjected to many tests, this is not survived. I changed my clothes, but new clothes are quite dry in this weather was not. Salvation for me would be an instant warming around the campfire, and it would be better and in the bath, but this was not possible. We again lifted the boat on their shoulders and dragged on.

It is not surprising that the evening, when we floated on the lake, transitional from, I began to have a fever. Rain to time briefly stopped, we stopped, went ashore, built a fire, I'm a little warmed up, brother Severin rubbed my body, Ratibor drink strong Braga, and I felt better, but not much. A few days until we were going down rivers Shlina and CNA, have dragged the ship in Tvertsa on the Highest die (now this place is the town of Vyshny Volochek – approx. pens) and then went on Tvertse, I don't remember: almost lay unconscious at the bottom of the boat, wrapped in cloaks and sheepskins. Brother Severin was all the time beside me, giving me to drink and occasionally opening his blood.

On the Tvertsa river, we arrived in the small town of Novy Torg (Torzhok now – approx. transl.). For him The Novgorod land is over, and it turns out, we're two weeks way from Novgorod did not meet with any city, except a small settlement at the Highest portage. It was the same between Novgorod and Pskov. Now, my brother in Christ, the picture of this huge country!

I had already came to himself a little, and Ratibor decided that it would be useful to hook me in the local bath. Went there and the rest of my companions, only one of the soldiers left to guard the boat, and the servants had gone to auction to replenish our depleted food stocks.

I'm sorry, my dear countryman Conrad, I can't tell about the fortifications of the New Bargain, for no fortifications, except for the palisade around the settlement on the hill above the great bargaining, which gave the name to this town, I'm on my way to the bath did not notice. However, I was still so weak that I was led by the hand, and therefore carefully consider the neighborhood could not.

Bath was huge, and soared in it, both men and women. The first was mostly delayed because of the coming winter travelers, and the second from those whom Scripture calls harlots. I know that such is the case in all commercial cities around the world, but I couldn't even imagine that these women, being in the costume of our ancestress eve before the fall, will offer their services here in the bath that these men will then use their services, forgetting about bequeathed by Saint Augustine of Hippo shame, and that these women, havingservices one, will be in a minute to offer their next distraction only to go to the dressing room and get his fee. Screeching, screaming, coarse laughter, moans of lust, all of this was completed with the overall picture of Sodom and Gomorrah, which was somewhat concealed only darkness and thick vapor.

That happened to me in this bath, my dear, my countryman Conrad, I could now you can't write but, God willing, I ever get home, will come to you confession and tell all, so why procrastinate, if I can confess to these things letter? In short, after Severin and Ratibor whipped me with a broom, I lay supine on the shelf, slowly coming to his senses. And then I noticed that Ratibor about something talking with Klim, who has repeatedly joked on the fact that a good idea the Abbe Gottlieb to break the vow of chastity. And here Ratibor put on Severinanearby shelves and began to whip his broom in the Russian baths taken full equality, and each other can alternately soar, for example, a boyar and a peasant. Klim brought me one of these women.

And so it happened that his monastic vow I broke in my old age in a previously unknown to me town New bidding, in a dirty and sooty the shared bath, with a prostitute named Lubomira. However, then the power steering, I was told that the names of these women are usually fictional.

I, faithful to the precepts of the Lord Jesus Christ, always tried not to look at the opposite sex with lust and know nothing about female beauty, but this blonde woman looked young and pretty. To look more closely at it and talk to her I did not, because she disappeared immediately after known action.

Pray thee, the most Reverend Archbishop, concerning the remission of your sin to me, because it can to be considered involuntary: I was too weak to resist.

However, after this unfortunate event, despite emotional turmoil, my health significantly improved, and between the New Auction and Tver, the first on our way out of town Suzdal, I was able to not only lie, but to sit, looking around. However, to look was not much: the endless plains with a small woodland gave way to rolling hills covered with thick woods, and over steep slopes the Tvertsa river along the wall were trees with fallen autumn leaves. Rains ceased, but the frost was not yet, even if it seems warmer, and sometimes shone the low sun.

Ratibor was beautiful mood and not tired to repeat that the main difficulty behind that now rapids and portages will not be to the Pereyaslavl, that winter seems to delayed, and God will give us to safely swim. The only thing bothered this glorious nobleman, is an old wound on his leg had been shot ten years ago during the battle of George Dolgoruky, Izyaslav Mstislavich of Kiev. Ratibor before limping a little because of this wound, and then, apparently because the dampness on the roads it opened, and at every careless movement on histhe face reflected pain. I repeatedly offered to stop and ask brother Severina found in a forest some healing herbs, but the Lord refused, saying that there's no time.

Tver smaller and Pskov, and even a New Bargain, but the consistency here is much better condition, but still are the same wood and earth. The town stands on the a high hill above the river don, near the mouth of the Tvertsa river, and on the opposite side, that, as I explained racibórz, from the standpoint of modern military science more reliable: if the enemy comes the Tvertsa river, he can't suddenly attack the city. And on the spit of the Volga and Tvertsa a small military post for the collection duties from passing merchants.

At this time of year no one swam, so the arrival of our boats was so significant event on the Marina we went out to meet he the Governor of Tver, the young soldier, the son a noble boyar of Suzdal, who died twenty years ago in the battle of the Novgorod. Knowing who we are, he gave a deep bow, invited to stay with him, until the winter road, and very surprised to hear that we are going to move on. Ratibor asked him what condition the land route in Vladimir, the Governor said that the troops had not walked for many years, and heso overgrown that it is impossible to pass. And since the delay in Tver for a month two were not included in the plans of Ratibor, we dined at the Governor and sailed on, down the Volga.

Ratibor has schertel dagger the entire the bench in the boat, drawing me diagrams and river routes. The great river Volga in its the upper reaches in the North is a natural boundary Suzdal. Then, after the city of Yaroslavl the Volga river turns South and flows to the Of the Caspian sea. In the middle reaches her own hostile to Russia the Mohammedan Bulgars, so the way to Vladimir through the Volga flows into the Oka river, and then after flowing into the Klyazma, Oka dangerous, and long. Much more a short way is the Nerl river: this tributary of the Volga lies the direct road to Kleweno (now Plescheevo – approx. transl.) the lake, which is Pereyaslavl Zalessky. Near this lake originates the river with the name of the Nerl flows into the Klyazma river near Vladimir. Don't know why two rivers have the same name, but confusion from this certainly happens great. (See. Sheet 2 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

But we second Nerl was not needed, because from Pereyaslavl Ratibor was going to go in the Vladimir land. It I was assured that there definitely isn't full, because Pereyaslavl – big city which Georgy Vladimirovich Dolgoruky built as their future capital.

Sailing down the Volga, we passed the mouth of the river Dubna. As told by my companions, before this place was small town (now there Dubna – approx. transl.), but about a quarter of a century ago it was destroyed by the Novgorod army, and since there is only military post, and, it seems, not year-round: edge jagged palisade there were a few rickety houses, could not see any smoke. Empty an abandoned pier no one called and we did not stop.

Briefly approached we only at the mouth of the Nerl river, in Ksnyatin, a town even smaller than Tver (city Ksnyatin is flooded with the construction of the Uglich reservoir, near the village Sknyatino – approx. transl.). There we were expected the same meeting in Tver. The Governor, a venerable old man, much older than even Ratibor Borisovich, bowed, invited to stay with him until the establishment of a winter road, and was surprised to hear that we going to move on. Ratibor asked about the overland route from Ksnyatin in Vladimir and got the same answer as from the Tver Governor that they are not used many years and is overgrown.

The sky already fell small snowflakes, and it was getting colder. And to go to Pereyaslavl was still a few days, and no more cities on the way were not. And yet Ratibor decided to moving. We do not even have to eat the magistrates and sailed, bid farewell to the astonished looks Kretinsky warriors. As I have already to understand Russia it is not accepted in such a hurry, even on Affairs of state.

The high hills surrounding The Volga river in Tver and Ksnyatin, when moving up on the Nerl gradually again changed "raised bogs", not with groves, and large forests. The snow intensified, and soon were falling from the sky already not snowflakes, and the flakes. Snow on the ground first melted, then stopped, and everything became white. But the ice on the river until appeared, and rowers frantically leaned on the oars.

This competition the weather ended in one or two days from Kleschina lake. The snow had stopped, and night hit hard frost. Nerl stood up and move on it was impossible. We had no choice but to load up our modest belongings and go on foot along the river, hiding the ship in quiet river backwaters: Klim and soldiers gathered in the spring for him to return.

The snow was not very much – ankle, and he almost never bothered to go. Prevented raskisshaya marshy soil, under the snow did not have time to freeze. Interfered with thick forest, near water sometimes even impassable. Prevented and small streams that were not visible under the snow: we often they failed, and his feet were wet at all. The frost was strong, though and not so much that birds froze on the fly, as they say about Russian frosts have us Empire. Nights we built a roaring fire and warmed themselves around it.

A day in the depths of the forest all time flashed some gray shadows. Klim, who I honestly after bath offended, but then Christian was forgiven, explained to me that it's the wolves, but fear them not worth it, for we are many and we are well armed, moreover, in the beginning winter raptors are fed and peaceful in the woods for them, and so a lot of game – elk, deer, wild boars, hares. In the spring wolves are much more dangerous and spiteful, and if it was in February or March, they could gather in a huge flock and attack, not ignoring the losses from our defense – are military terms used our steering.

Nights around our a fire in the forest seemed to be lit the lamps: it's fire reflected in the eyes of wolves, gathered at a distance and staring at us. When predators began to get closer, some of the warriors took a bow and shot an arrow into these lights. If he hit the target, the groaning, howling and shrieking: I still fiend made devour the dead and wounded fellows. Burning eyes for some time disappeared.

So, praise the Holy The virgin-intercessor, the wolves did not touch us, the extra day of the journey already did not matter, we walked quietly and slowly, gradually adapt himself to local forests and even began here and there to straighten the path in river bends. I fully recovered and felt good, although brother Severin just in case anyway supporting me by the elbow and not allowed to carry any Luggage. But worse became Ratibor Borisovich. From humidity, swamp slime and long walk it and the wound got infected, it started leaking profusely pus, the leg was swollen andblackened. He was limping more and more, then couldn't go himself, and two warriors were his arms. Look in forest herbs was already useless: all disappeared under the snow. Ratibor has a severe fever. The warriors made a stretcher two large boughs and cloak, put on them the valiant nobleman and alternately carried.

In delirium Ratibor all the time remembered some kind of Cup, which is transported to George Dolgoruky, and now lost, and we need to find her and give it to Prince Andrew. What kind of bowl were discussed – I don't understand don't understand now, when I write you this letter. Maybe some the Cup was in the Imperial gifts, seized the Prince of Novgorod? But why it is so important? Or was it just a figment of the inflamed imagination of the unfortunate boyar?

On the fourth day of the trip how much is still on the boat would be faster! – we went to the beach Kleschina lake. It is already the will of the Lord was almost completely covered with ice: the water is stagnant, the place open, snow swept away by the wind. And we decided to take a chance and go on the ice: no time to have the evening we could come to Pereyaslavl. On the ice behind us poked a few wolves, but just put arrows forced them to get out back into the woods, and they could be satisfied only with warm corpses of the dead were brothers.

Klim went ahead, checking the ice with a long pole, then a chain was his soldiers, and then they traces – all the rest. Ice crackled, but held, and all was well until two servants had not forgotten caution, not away from our procession in the direction the middle of the lake and did not fail. As I explained later, in the middle Kleschina from the lake bottom hit the keys and do not allow the ice to settle.

To get sufferers not could, for thin ice around the edges of the hole breaks off. For the same reason we could do nothing to help them. Klim tried to crawl up and stretch out the pole, but he I nearly failed and was forced to shrink back. We could only watch as these accidents was drowning, helplessly listening to their pleas for help and death cries. All I could do for them is to send them last blessing and to pray to the Lord for the salvation of their souls.

And finally, we reached Pereyaslavl Zaleski, the desired goal of our journey.

This city has a very interesting story. Not far away, on a high mountain at Kleschina lake, the historic town of Klein (now not there in its place there are only shafts – approx. transl.). Five or six years ago George Dolgoruky decided to build in this lake its new capital, apparently has decided like Constantine the Great, after control of the Empire from Rome to Constantinople. The Prince started on a desolate plain near the lake huge the construction, called to work almost the entire population Kleschina, and even drove a lot of workers from other cities, surrounded by ramparts and wooden walls a huge area of one hundred and thirty acres (50 hectares – approx. transl.), and in the absence of this uninhabited edge sufficient population was whether by force, or promises of privileges to relocate there residents Kleschina. But then the Prince went to Kiev, the inhabitants moved only partially, and in any case the population is small Kleschina could not settle in a huge Pereyaslavl. And it turned out that inside the longest, much more than a mile (about2500 meters – approx. transl.), shafts are built in the same year a small stone the Church of the Transfiguration of the Savior, a modest wooden princely Palace and quite a little scattered towers and village houses. The rest territory, and that is not all, occupy the vast gardens.

I drew attention to the Church of the Savior is not in the middle of the city, and around shaft: apparently, in the middle Prince was going to build big Cathedral, this Church how to leave the house. By the way, aren't I going to charge George the construction of this failed Council?

The Deputy Abbot Of Pereyaslavl – the old boyar Chordata Stavic, colleague and Dolgoruky, and Ratibor Borisovich. Seeing the condition of the unfortunate Ratibor, Gordita called healers from all of the city, but they were unable to help: it was too late even to amputate the leg, black climbed to his groin, and the next day the Lord died.

Despite the fatigue, I up to the end did not depart from the bedside of Racibórz, and death in his delirium he turned to me and began again to say something about the Cup that will certainly it is necessary to find because it is the Holy Grail. More I can't hear anything, and what was that again did not understand. I know that in the Celtic and Norman the legends of the Grail – one of the instruments of the passion of Christ, the chalice from which the Lord our ate at the last supper and in which Joseph of Arimathea collected the blood of his wounds after the crucifixion. But if my memory serves me, our Church is this very Cup likea Holy relic was never found, it is a legend, recently favorite our minnesingers, who take the liberty to claim that those who drink from this bowl gets some unimaginable benefits down to earthly immortality. Such as the legend of the true Church equates to witchcraft.

Why is this Grail recalled on his deathbed Russian boyar? Maybe he during his stay in Empire heard on this very topic for a song of our minstrels, and she in his memory?

Anyway, brave Ratibor Borisovich gave soul to the Lord, and he read the burial service. At such an occasion as the death of the illustrious nobleman, whom many here know and respected, stood the Church of the Transfiguration of the Savior: in Russia stone temples heated in the winter and they are only on major holidays, the rest liturgies are held in the warm wooden temples nearby.

A memorial service has come many of the inhabitants of Pereslavl and the Church was crowded. Stood twilight: narrow the window, which in the case of using the temple as the main fortress tower needs to serve as loopholes, missed very few rays of the low winter sun. And as from the breath of many people in cold stagnant air hung thick vapor, could not see almost nothing except the lights of candles and lamps. In Russia senior priests are called Protopopov, adding to the Latin word of Greek console. And the Archpriest Church of the Savior frosted from the cold lips readthe funeral Canon. I, humbly exposing the head softly sang.

Since we are talking about the Church of the Transfiguration of the Saviour, then I must tell you about this first seen my creation Savva of Nazirovich, architect George Dolgorukiy. Construction when Dolgoruky did not finish as it was not arranged floors, not enough metal to cover the domes and vaults. And the only SIM in the summer on the floor put a tiled tile, but the dome and vaults remained covered with wooden planks. Paintings inside yet.

The temple is small: its dimensions in the plan, in my estimation, thirty by twenty cubits (20 x15 meters – approx. transl.), that is much less of Sophia of Novgorod. It is built in the same Byzantine forms has one head, inside the four pillars. But such towering Church buildings with huge and heavy head I have not had to see either in Novgorod, neither in Byzantium, nor much less we have in the Holy Roman Empire: our the Basilica was always kind of sprawled on the ground, and is directed into the sky only towers and the Church in Pereyaslavl itself is a tower.

And from others he had seen I Pereyaslavl Russian churches is material: it is constructed not from the bricks and not mixed media, but entirely from outside of natural stone, referred to herein as "white": this stone has a very light tint, even lighter than our glorious cities of Regensburg and Straubing. Exactly the same stone processing machinery we used in the Empire, and no wonder the late Savva Nazirovich, as told to me by the late well Miroslav, studied building Sciences and arts, not just anywhere, but in the Imperial city of Speyer(other version of the Russian spelling of the city "Speyer" – approx. transl.).

Took place in the evening Wake of Ratibor Borisovich. Hordata only invited old colleagues George Dolgorukiy. There were only ten or twelve people, all – noble the nobles from the merchant class there was no one here: generally not taken to jail merchants at the same table with the nobles, as in Novgorod and Pskov. And Novgorod-Pskov boyars – mostly not of noble people, and those same merchants, only richer. And to Pereyaslavl Governor even brother Severin was not invited, just me, and Chordata previously enquired about my casteaccessories and glowed, learning about ancestral baronial title. Now the Wake drank so that many guests could not get up from the table: this hangover I don't observed even in Pskov among carpenters. And while not drunk, remembered the war, which is Prince George in his lifetime held many: for more than forty years ago, he led a campaign against the Bulgars, and since then almost did not stop to fight with the Bulgars, with Novgorod, then – most often – with their own relatives.

Praise the Almighty Lord, my life seems to be becoming more and more befitting my Sana and mission. I selected chambers in the mansion Gorbaty of Stavica, his servants friendly and Executive, on arrival I went to the bath – of course, not in shared and private baths of this worthy nobleman. However, as I explained such of Sodom, as in the baths of delights for travelers in well-behaved cities of Suzdal Principality is not the case, and even if men and women bathing together, this is not accompanied by vile debauchery.

My Abbey vestments in okay, I'm clean shaven, tonsure on the head shaved, while walking save me from the cold a warm fur-lined boots fur-lined pants under the cassock, coat over the cassock, high boyar cap with Abbey skullcap under it warm gloves and great coat, fur lined – gift Gorbaty. Brother Severin is also no need at all, although according to the local strict rules insubordination and dressed more modestly, and enjoys less comfort. But for this glorious monk-the silent creature comforts have less importance than for me.

My dear brother in Christ, this letter was long, for I have now I got some free time and I decided to use it in order that you may more learned about my local adventures. The cold bites, the other day enjoy winter on the rivers, and our glorious Pskov soldiers led by Klim agreed his fellow-merchants and serve with them home. They take with this letter in order to send from Pskov. Many local merchants in search of a benefits disregard the dangers of winter navigation in the East sea andgo on big ships in the North German city even in the winter, and if the winter is so cold that the bays of the East sea freeze, go on a sleigh overland roads. So I hope that with God's help, my message to you will soon and safely reach.

Leaving soon and we brother Severin Vladimir. The Governor himself is glad of the opportunity to appear on the eyes Prince Andrey Georgievich and would accompany us with a squad of soldiers. Local river ways already make me shudder at the mere mention, but we we will go over on dry ground, and the road, if it is pleasing to the Lord, going to be easy only four or five days on the sled. Besides, in the middle way we will have the opportunity to rest in the city Georgieva (now Yuriev-Polsky. Cm. Sheet 2 of the "Drawings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

Now Hordata Stavic preparing for Prince. I, on the other hand, also decided to prepare for a meeting with Andrew. As you remember, I was with him the finished drawing, but he lost in Novgorod, and now I'm drawing a sketch of the temple, which could to offer to Pereyaslavl, Vladimir, or any other local big city. Will this Basilica is approx repeating the castle Church in the glorious city of Corvee the size of forty to seventy cubits (about 30 x50 meters – approx. transl.). A huge Cathedral like worms, is unlikely to be able to build, but if the Prince will find enough money and skilled craftsmen will cope with this. Brother Severin carved in my sketch a wooden model in order to better represent Prince the future Church. Gordita gave me a parchment and a good drawing tool, and Severin – two smart helpers-carpenters and we will try to do before I leave. I am very pleased that through the intercession of the blessed virgin Mary finally the warmth and comfort of doing business, worthy architect of his Majesty, and not push numb hands boat on a die.

He may abide with you the grace of God, my kind Archpastor, may your days be full of joy and success, bless thee, Lord God Almighty countless years. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you and with your whole soul devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city of Vladimir in the twenty-seventh day of December 1157 from BC


Glory to Jesus Christ evermore, the most Reverend and illustrious Archbishop Konrad!

First of all, my dear my brother, I want to congratulate you with a Bright Christmas, although these things the letter you will get a lot later. But know that in this joyous the holiday, which I will of our Christians by the Emperor Frederick had to meet in a foreign land, my soul is with you my Archbishop.

Three days ago, I was adopted Duke Andrei Georgievich, about this I you tell in detail. But first I want to describe the path from Pereyaslavl to Vladimir, and description will be brief, because this way, praise of the Almighty Lord, no difficulty I have not delivered. Me it even surprised, because after all the travel mishaps I started to treat Russian roads as to the imminent divine punishment for his numerous sins.

Brother Severin went in a large and comfortable sleigh pulled by three horses. Pereyaslavl the Governor Chordata Stevic sat down to us in the sleigh, then rode on a beautiful Bay horse at the head of a detachment of half a dozen riders surrounded us as honorary guard.

The Governor was a great lover pobryzgat and grumbling it was mainly down to the fact, when George Dolgoruki wanted to do from Pereyaslavl capital, to the came to live a lot of decent people, and now the city is empty, everyone left in Vladimir, even trade withered, only in the summer more or less, when using Pereyaslavl traveling merchants from Novgorod. But now more and more settles another route from Novgorod to Vladimir – Moscow. This is another one of the numerous cities founded by Dolgorukiy, it is located in the South-WestPrincipality. The road from Tver to Vladimir via Moscow on the rivers Dubna, Sister, Moscow, The Yauza and Klyazma is roughly the same length as via Pereyaslavl, but Moscow is the path and South to Kiev. And at Moscow about ten years ago began to get a white stone, and this highly contributed to its growth.Cm. Sheet 2 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

And it turns out that such big city Pereyaslavl, forced to live mainly on fishing Kleschina the lake, and then Pereyaslavl fishermen all the time disputes with the fishermen of Kleschina, and the Governor had to postpone important the Affairs of state and to consider litigation due to improperly abandoned networks. I really don't understand what important work can happen in Pereyaslavl, but said nothing.

Comforted Gordito only that Prince Andrew is ruled by autocratic and does not provide the city with her younger brothers and children, and that the town would certainly somebody, and the Viceroy sent would live out their lives in the tribal ancestral lands near Rostov.

Soon the road came out of the forest and pulled on a slightly hilly plain among the vast fields rare copses. Finally the path began to appear and villages, some even wooden churches. And in General, despite the snow, it was evident that the fields are cultivated and well maintained. Call this area of the Opole, and tends it is not to Pereyaslavl and Suzdal, Vladimir and the city, who founded the George Dolgoruky and named Georgiev – whether in their honor, or in honor of the city with the same name in the South of Russia, near Kiev.

By the way, I was it is interesting to learn from Gorbaty of Stavica that before in these woods lived a pagan tribes Vyatichi, and agriculture and cattle breeding practiced pagan tribes difficult for the German language the name "Meria". There were two ancient large city – Suzdal and Rostov, and so far, the whole local region is called either Suzdal land, or just Suzdal, and the people of Suzdal.

A half-century ago, this the earth from the South came the Russian invaders, headed by the Grand Prince of Kiev Vladimir the Baptist, so named because of what he brought to Russia Byzantine Christianity. During the reign of Vladimir, and his descendants Yaroslav the Wise, Vladimir Monomakh, and of George Dolgorukiy – Suzdal the land of the Vyatichi and measured mixed with the Russian, the primitive pagan beliefs gave place to Christianity, among the cities in the first place went to Vladimir, grow fast based Dolgoruky monument, Tver and Moscow.

Russian princes, laying in Zalesie new cities, often gave them the southern Russian names. Chordata have listed many of them, and I in addition to already known to me Pereyaslavl remember Zvenigorod, Przemysl, Gorodets, Starodub and Mikulin. And Vladimir is as unclear as with Georgiev: it was founded whether Vladimir The Baptist, or Vladimir Monomakh, that is perhaps his naming in honor of one of these princes, but maybe in honor of the big city of Vladimir, the capital one of the areas of southern Russia – Volhynia. Southern Russian names and got athe local river. I remember I've seen the Trubezh and Lybed Rpen.

In one of the new cities Georgiev – we arrived two days later. Trade routes with him are not, but around stretches corny Opole, supplying grain and Suzdal the land and the surrounding Principality. Therefore, this city gives the impression of a very the lively and prosperous.

Time to inspect George the fortress I had, but overall it is similar to Pereyaslavl: stands on a plain near a small river Koloksha, slightly amplifying strengthening the same as in Pereyaslavl them enhances the Trubezh river. Shaft height up to five elbows (about3 meter – approx. transl.) and the usual for Russia wooden walls surrounded a large area of about eighty acres (30 hectares – approx. transl.), not far from the trees by the river are wooden Palace and white stone Church dedicated to St. George built by those same architect, Savva Nazirovich very similar to Pereyaslavl.

We spent the night in a former the Palace of Prince George Vladimirovich, who now occupies the princely vicar Latko, Elcic. He, like Gordita, was an ally Dolgoruky, and also decided to go with me to Prince Andrei. And the path between Georgiev and Vladimir I came in the environment is not a half-dozen and a dozen riders, headed by two handsome older nobles in shining armor, in bright raincoats, on splendid horses. Could I dream of such an escort, when dragged through the die rook Cotco Of sytinich, severely bite by mosquitoes and goaded roughly steering Danila?

Latko and Chordata told Prince Georgy Vladimirovich built their numerous fortresses, subjecting them to a single system: the distance between them should not exceed two days in order to have time to intercept the enemy, in whatever way he went. This system includes Vladimir Georgiev, Pereyaslavl, Tver, Moscow, Ksnyatin, Dubna, Zvenigorod, Dmitrov, Przemysl, Mikulin, Sochi, Starodub, Gorodets and many more of the city the names of which I can remember failed. I must say that I can't to admire the activities of this worthy Prince, which turned the hitherto unsettledpagan region into a prosperous land, which belongs to the Christian Church, let not even the papal and Byzantine. But, they say, at the beginning of the reign Dolgoruky on the areas of Rostov and Suzdal were idols!

And here we are finally profit in Vladimir (see Sheet 3 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). Around this city as around Georgieva located fertile plains, but the city itself is located on a large hill up to a height of sixty cubits (40 meters – approx. transl.) among the deep ravines and the rivers Klyazma and Lybed Cenu. Unlike Pereyaslavl and Georgieva, here strong fortifications of nature itself, and princes Vladimir Monomakh and Dolgoruky George only used the benefits of this location, taking over the slopes are low, two or three cubits tall (1,5–2 meters – approx. transl.), ramparts and walls on them. But the benefit of the location on the mountain between the rivers and ravines created and inconvenience. The size of the city is large, its length fortifications – more than miles (2500 meters – approx. transl.), but he is crowded in the old borders, and large tenements, and extending East and West along Of the Klyazma river, was separated from the fortress and unprotected. Torg, located down near the river, is also not protected. I'm sorry, my brother in Christ, I forgot to explain that Posad in Russia, called the building outside the fortress.

Two city gates with wooden gate towers lead into the city from the West and the East. Deaf the fortress towers in Vladimir is not, as all I've seen the wood-land Russian fortresses. Between the Western and the Eastern gate is the main street paved with wood, as in Novgorod.

Over the market is dominated by another mountain, and on it is a fortified yard, previously owned by George Dolgoruky, and now – Andrey Georgievich. Stone Church on this the yard, as in Georgieva, built by Savva Nazirovich dedicated to George The victorious and also very similar to Pereyaslavl. The architect Savva and the Prince Dolgoruky did not seem to differ rich imagination. Maybe white stone do not allow to build temples larger, at least in the Byzantine forms, with heavy heads on top? This will have to think about if you have to build big cathedrals.

In addition, levels of trade, tillage and conventional for Zalesie fisheries and beekeeping, referred to herein as "apiculture", Vladimir thriving crafts. Many of the city's and blacksmith, and jewellery, and tailoring workshops. The beneficial and finding it the Prince and his wife.

Wooden churches in Vladimir no less than in Novgorod, but a stone Church is only one, not counting Church at the princely court. This temple is dedicated to the Transfiguration of the Saviour, and built under Vladimir Monomakh in the Byzantine technique of time. As in all the other Russian fortresses, this temple during the siege should serve as the main tower. By the way, Gordita Stavic told me that at the end of the last century Vladimir Monomakh built a full main tower in the castle ljubech on the Dnieper river near Kiev, but this was to be the only Russian fortress construction. Tothe same Lyubech main tower was made of wood, and it turns out that any stone Church is a more reliable strengthening.

In the city we could not enter steel, and went along the wall to the Prince's court. This yard is separately stasey and by Russian standards, a strong fortress, which creates for Prince the perfect protection during the uprising of the urban population: at Dolgoruky uprisings not sometimes, but less than a hundred years ago in Rostov rebellious pagans were killed the local Bishop Leontius.

The yard turned out something like the citadel, outside the citadel, the same as Gorodishche to Novgorod. This strategy is similar to ours: we've knightly locks, as a rule, also outside the cities.

The soldiers at the gate saw Gordito and Latko, bowed and let us into the yard randomly built-up chambers, in the aggregate components of the princely Palace. Meet we went to the official in a richly decorated coat, apparently, the Butler, and held in the tower for guests. Me Latko and Gogate got a small but richly decorated room. The doors of all the rooms came out into a large common room, where soon a table was laid and we were able to have dinner. Settled somewhere and brother Severin, and arrived with us soldiers. Although the road was relatively easy, but stillI was very tired after dinner and immediately fell asleep. Imagine, my brother in Christ, I had a dream about harlot Lyubomila of the New marketplace, but will disappear this delusion of the enemy of the human race.

The next morning I was awakened Butler said that the God-loving Prince Andrei is ready to take his master Imperial Majesty. Princes in Russia is often called "God-loving" and instead of the word "architect" used "master".

I was surprised by such a the imminent appointment, because it was the eve of Christmas, and I thought that the Prince already postponed the cares of the world at least for a few days. I was served great Breakfast, clean Barber shaved me and cut tonsure, I put Abbey vestments and went to the gym. There I was met by a brother of Severin and two servants with the layout and sketches that we had time to prepare even in Pereyaslavl. Gorbaty and Latko was not – apparently, Prince took them separately.

The Butler asked do I need a interpreter. I said no. Then he warned me that the audience will be held in the great throne room and personal chambers of the Prince. We passed through a long winding corridors, and then, finally, I walked to Andrew. Severin and servants of the layout left to sit on the benches in the waiting room, yet there sat a merchant with a bushy gray beard, who, seeing us, stood up and bowed.

Room, where he took me Andrew G., was neither richer nor more comfortable quarters I have ever seen governors of Pereyaslavl and Georgieva, and the Pskov mayor Luke Antsiferova the rooms were furnished with much more luxurious. The Prince, who was sitting on a long bench Desk, looking through some notes on the parchment in the dim light, solar rays streaming through a small window with colored glass like our the stained glass Windows. Sat next to him, judging by the vestments, one of the senior Church hierarchy.

When I went to Russia, I was worried by the question: how to greet a Prince? According to my understanding, the great Prince of Kiev is located in the temporal hierarchy, somewhere at the level of the king, the Prince Suzdal – a little lower, so at the level of the elector, Duke or Margrave. These earthly rulers I had to communicate a lot, and greeting my usually consisted of a nod, policiesthese my baronial dignity, and Abbey blessings the sign of the cross in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy spirit. On my bow to worldly rulers usually responded with a nod and Abbeyblessing a bow, and etiquette were observed.

Here, everything was a little differently. Worldly greeting was clear, for, as I have managed to understand my family the title of Baron on bones, and often even more than our the Holy Roman Empire. But will the Prince blessing the Catholic Prelate? Not to offend you? Unfortunately, I have not had the time nor someone on this very subject, consult us in worms, because my departure was very soon. I asked about this Arnulf and Ratibor, but they are not brave soldiers know the intricacies of Church etiquette.

The Prince's Butler which I asked this question, smiled and said here is not taken ceremonies, such as in the Empire, and as I am dear guest, you can do so, as you see fit. Entering to the Prince, I did: bowed, and then it dawned on Andrew cross. He stood up, bowed, took the blessing and immediately introduced me to a clergyman near him: Lord Theodore. In Russia called bishops, and when Theodore, too, stood up and blessed me, I like located in the lower degrees of the priesthood, felt obliged to accept ita blessing that is to come to him with a bow and kiss a hand like this our Holy Church. Indeed, if my blessing took Russian Prince, how could I not make the blessing of a Russian Bishop? I hope my Eminence Archbishop that you will approve of this act. But if I have sinned, I repent and humbly pray for the remission of sin.

Let me, my kind countryman Conrad, to describe to you Andrei Georgievich. He's younger than me for five years, taller, strong build, slim, in all its movements and strength Shine through the dexterity of a seasoned warrior about his military exploits told and Ratibor, and Chordata, Latko. Clothes Andrew is no different from the boyars, and Latko, for example, getting dressed much more magnificently. I know that it was called Prince without "Majesties and Highnesses", just "Prince" or "God-loving Prince", and followed this custom.

Andrey kindly asked me to sit on a bench near the table where he sat and Theodore. I expected adopted our etiquette question about the health of his Majesty, but Prince immediately asked me what I knows about the fate of the Imperial Embassy. I replied, only what Ratibor Borisovich probably already sent the report from Novgorod: what Arnulf from Caesarea fell in a judicial duel, Miroslav Chudinovich executed and Procopius Cosmetic went to Kyiv and disappeared. Prince already knew about the death brave Ratibor, but wanted to know how did the late Lord meto find, as I did some carpentry work in Pskov, and as we drove to Vladimir. I told him all told, omitting only about the unfortunate incident in the bath].

I have to remember them and what is in front of the death of Ratibor was talking about some Cup that we must find and give to the Prince. Hearing this, Andrei Georgievich nodded, turned to her and asked received a reply from Sviatoslav Rostislavich to the requirement of the issuance of the Imperial gifts. The Bishop replied that he was not received, and is hardly Prince Svyatoslav will be given gifts. Andrew has expressed in that spirit that "the worse for him", and more to this topic did not come back. I remained in perplexity: so, Ratibor was not delusional, some bowl in gifts was, and this somehow worries the Prince Andrew, Bishop.But to ask the question, of course, I didn't dare, especially as the Prince went to construction.

I said that I have the proposal ready for the God-loving Prince. Andrey called Butler and ordered to make sketches and layout. Prince Theodore and all carefully looked exchanged glances, and the Prince told me that the temple is very beautiful but is 6666 year and so the people waiting for the last judgment, and irritate it with the Latin hrazdanian not is, so far better to build in the usual Byzantine forms. I thought Andrei emphasized the word "yet".

I asked where and what about a size to build temples. Andrew G. replied that first of all you need to build at least a small Church on the future of the princely court in the mouth of the river Nerl, five miles (approx10 miles – approx. transl.) to the East of Vladimir. (We are talking about the future of the Church of the Nativity The virgin in the hierarchy, see Sheet 5 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). Theodore noticed that at the same distance from Kiev is the city of Vyshgorod, where a few years ago Prince Andrey Georgievich, and you may find there auspicious symbols. And Andrew told that he was going to build on the Nerl new fortified yard, for the former court of his father, Dolgoruky and located close too close to Vladimir. But while that in the mouth of the Nerl is only military post, so I'll have to go there and choose the site for the future fortress, churches and princely palaces. In Vladimir have to build a great Cathedral on the highest point of the city(we are talking about future assumption Cathedral, see Sheet 7 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

Then the Prince asked I think about the fortifications of Vladimir. I replied that the construction of fortresses, in unlike hemostasia, is not my strong side, but to the best of my understanding I believe that the city is already crowded in the old fortifications, and it would be useful significantly expand. Andrew nodded and asked me again asked, and not ordered! to help Supreme commander, Visite Nikiforovich definition of the type and outlines the new fortifications. (M. list 3 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

We're talking about the timing works. I said I need a month to create models of both temples – and mouth of the Nerl and Vladimir, and then another month and a half on accurate calculations and the detailed drawings.

Andrei first did not understand than the detailed drawing is essentially different from the layout, and I had to explain the layout gives only a General impression of the future building, and when it is approved the customer requires based on it to draw the building in detail, showing the exact dimensions and sometimes even masonry porjadovki. When the drawing is approved, the architect feels safer, for it is only responsible for its execution not possible depends on the whims and moods of the customer. If the customer suddenly want something significantly change, we must be prepared andapproved a new detailed drawing. In addition, with the drawing easier to work with in the construction, because artisans can immediately see what they have to do, and not it is necessary to explain to them every detail and to follow their every move.

Theodore said that he had heard about a similar system, but in Russia master Church builders don't usually make detailed drawings, and after approval by the customer of the layout immediately begin work, maintaining only General characteristics and proportions of the building. Moreover – sometimes the layout is not represent the customer and explain that a new temple will be similar to the one of has already been built. Or even just asking you to believe in the word that the future of the building be beautiful and majestic.

I replied to the Bishop that the Church in our villages too often built without detailed drawings and layouts limited to verbal descriptions. But since the Prince not invited village, and the Imperial architect, the level of work should be on the proper height. Inadvertently saying this, I thought, do not mind if the Prince and the Bishop for the comparison of Russia with our villages, but they, thank God, missed it by ear.

Andrew expressed a desire to see the layouts at the end of January, and detailed drawings in March, because the time is short: it will be necessary to lay both of the temple no later than the beginning of April and in time for the year 6666 to completely build a Church on the future of the princely court at the mouth of the Nerl and start the construction of the great Cathedral.

I said that the calculations models and drawings will do in time, but the implementation given by the Duke of construction time will depend on the availability of materials and workmen, preferably experienced.

Then Andrew G. called gray merchant, which I saw in the waiting room. It turned out to be the assistant the late architect Savva of Nazirovich – Yakov Osipovich. With him the Prince spoke completely different than with me. When Jacob entered the room and bowed at the waist, Andrew even told him to sit down and asked how much a white stone. The said that the reserves were spent during the great construction the sixtieth year, when it was built five stone churches of Prince George Of Putin, as you probably already understand Jacob had in mind 6660 yearthe Byzantine calendar, 1152 Christ. But production since then though reduced, but continued, and in this year, one such temple as built Savva, should be enough. But the stone needs to move because of the boats and the sled was not granted, it is under Moscow from quarries.

Andrei commanded to increase production and said that will give money for the hiring of sledges of the peasants and merchants, and in the summer will provide boats. Then he asked James if it is possible to find the builders working for Prince Georgy Vladimirovich.

Merchant again deeply bowed and said to collect skilled workmen will not be so easy, because they were in charge of the late Miroslav Chudinovich, and only he knew who what are the orders worked great after the construction Dolgoruky. But everything is possible to find out, look for old and new workers to cities and villages, and if to offer good money, the builders will. To this the Prince said favor and money, and the earth that is mad, no one will. Already Martha artisans are to be found, at least for the temple at the mouth of the Nerl.

At the end of an audience with Andrew commanded Theodore – it is commanded, despite his Episcopal dignity! – to carry out General bossing above the temple construction and to prepare a princely decree the allocation of the Abbe Gottlieb home in Vladimir, the workshop needed tools, driver, and other servants, and the appointment of a salary of the captain. Don't know what that is, but probably a lot, because the captain is high public post of "head of thousands".

Theodore and the Prince invited me to the Christmas service at the Cathedral of the Transfiguration of our Saviour, I gratefully he accepted the invitation, and we with Jacob bowed. I was not surprised that Andrew on my bow said, Jacob didn't pay any attention.

In the evening I went to the temple Of the Savior on the divine Liturgy, which was held by the Bishop Theodore. I have wrote you that winter holidays in Russia open an unheated stone churches, and the service is cold and a thick pair. Now I want to tell you about much more important things: during the reading deacon the Holy The gospel came to me Theodore and offered to serve him. My kippah was the zone as usual when visiting the Russian churches. I pulled it out, showed the Bishop, who nodded. I put on my hat, fell in Vladimirpriests of the second degree and celebrated the Liturgy of St. Basil the Great on the eyes and the Prince and the boyars, and citizens: the Church was full.

I know not, my brother in Christ, how you would react to this and it does not consider whether my participation in this Liturgy departure from the true Catholic faith. I hope not, because the Byzantine the Church also has Apostolic succession, and numerous friendly contacts between our Holy popes and Constantinople patriarchs after the schism of a century ago. I heard about joint worship in Athens, where a Greek monastery is located and our the Benedictine monastery. And in the Holy Land, I saw common prayerthe Byzantines and good Catholics not once, not twice. But if I have sinned, I repent and humbly pray for the remission of sin.

Overall I had the feeling that the warm welcome you have given me, first of all, because the Prince Andrew and Bishop Theodore wish for the establishment of friendly and allied relations and with the Holy Roman Empire and the Holy Catholic Church.

Strengthened me in this idea that is already the next morning, just waking up after the Christmas service, I was invited to the tower Theodore. The Bishop received me very cordially, at the meeting blessed, hugged and kissed three times. Just over Christmas post and Theodore gave me great skoromniy lunch. He said to me high Latin, and it turned out that he owns this language is not worse than we you. He asked when I was going to write you a letter. I said that immediately, and then he asked me to draw your attention to important a state affair.

Case this is, my brother in Christ that the embassies of our Christians by the Emperor Frederick, as you know, no longer exists, for I know only the construction of temples and the case of high diplomacy to do not know, and are not entitled to. Prince Andrew is already on days is going to send his Ambassador Plenipotentiary to the Empire, he also expressed the desire to accept the new Imperial Embassy.

No doubt his Majesty is rightly angry because of the death of Arnulf of Caesarea and his servants. But I wish Christians by the Emperor Frederick realized that death valiant Templar took place only due to an unfortunate confluence of circumstances, and not change his decision to establish close friendships and allied relations with the Russian princes – informed to George Dolgorukiy, now, with his son Andrew. I deeply mourn the untimely death of the knights Templar, constantly pray for the repose of their souls, but I believe that we have the right to presentclaims about their death primarily to an insidious traitor Radko The jotanovic: I wrote in one of my previous letters that after his the infamous denunciation of the grounds for prosecution existed. Besides judicial the fight was conducted fairly, the men were put on an equal footing, and the brave knight He from Caesarea fell in a fair fight.

"Glad she's dead or nothing", but still, in my humble opinion, the source of the troubles and the root of all evil was the arrogance of the deceased knight Arnulf, who was at receipt of the news about the change of power in Novgorod to stay on the Neva and will not to move, while the Russian ambassadors talk to the new Prince of Novgorod and not ensure a safe passage. He's on his own initiative and under their own responsibility insisted that we were posing as merchants. It was not only unworthy of the noble gentry, but also deadly.

So ask him Imperial Majesty graciously to accept of the Ambassador, which sends the Prince Andrei Georgievich. The same Ambassador will give you, my kind countryman Conrad, this letter.

Bless you Almighty The Lord countless years. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you and with your whole soul devoted to you Gottlieb-Johann.




(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/In-X)


His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city of Vladimir in the twenty-sixth day of February 1158 ad


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad!

Finally, my kind countryman, I'm doing the same thing, which, forgive me Lord for indiscretion, a truly skilled: hrazdanian. I excellent conditions for life and work, a workshop dedicated a large mansion near Vladimir Bishop's court, and in the same chamber on the second floor – my chambers. Provided all necessary servants, even more than I had in worms, and in General I'm all right, thank the Almighty Lord, the Holy To The Virgin Mary.

I even think that architects, building God's temple, in Russia in General is treated with great reverence than the Holy Roman Empire. This attitude, if not awe, just friendly, I feel all the time, especially after Light of Christmas when I was sosluzhil Theodore in the Liturgy of Basil the Great. By the way, since these were repeated more than once, and I serve with Theodore all Church holidays. However, I still don't know favorably do you react to this, but as they say in our native Upper Franconia, seven errors one answer.

His Abbey yarmulke I not removed when entering any temple, and it meets the counter the local priests. However, I am always ready to take it off and hide for a belt, but yet I was not asked even once. I think this is unanimous tolerance caused by some unknown to me by the order of Theodora, for I am not believe that the Vladimir was not a single priest, dissatisfied finding in the temple Catholic Prelate, even in the headdress.

My yarmulke is connected funny nickname, I received among the local people. The fact that she similar to skufia worn by the monks of the Byzantine Church and of which there this is often called the "suveinakama". And me because I'm a foreigner, for eye called whether German, whether in the French style – "Scoffer", say "Skuter" and "Kafir" (the nickname of the architect – "nemchin Kafir" – told to us and the echoes of Russian Chronicles – approx. transl.). In the eyes of me referred to by names, and a "master" and "Baron", and "Abbot" and even "father" – so here's a title of priests, but the nickname "Kafir" I first heard after miraculous deliverance from terrible danger, what will you tell you later.

In the beginning I will share with thee some of his impressions from conversations with Theodore, who is able to have the value to missionary work of our Holy Church in Russia.

Brief background is. Izyaslav Mstislavich, the main enemy of George Dolgorukiy, when he was its Grand Prince of Kiev has put on Russian Metropolitan Department Clement The smolyatich. Dolgoruky became Grand Duke after the death of Izyaslav, immediately dismissed Clement and invited from Constantinople the new Metropolitan of the Greek the name of Constantine. He arrived to Kiev, just as immediately dismissed Nestor, Bishop of Suzdal, is supplied at the time by Clement.

After the death of George Metropolitan Constantine was forced to retire due to begin in Kiev princely intestine wars and did not have time to appoint a new Bishop of Rostov. Let to clarify that in the times of Vladimir Monomakh, and of George Dolgoruki, the bishops Suzdal Principality lived in Rostov, so they are usually called Rostov.

Then Andrew G. called in his Principality the Church and the Zemsky Sobor elected Bishop Theodore, boyar son, a longtime friend and colleague of Andrew. But the decision of the Council invalid without the blessing of the parent Church hierarchy, and how I understand from Theodore that there were serious difficulties, because of which he is that is not a Bishop and only a Bishop candidate. However, this does not prevent him to wear the Bishop's clothing, to appoint priests, and to be called Lord.

As in Kiev now Metropolitan no, Theodore was forced to seek the blessings of the the Patriarch of Constantinople. Maybe the Patriarch and blessed him, but Andrew wanted more: the inauguration of Theodore not in the bishops, and metropolitans, there are institutions in Suzdal Archdiocese, separate from Kiev. Success such an enterprise in itself seems doubtful, especially given the Theodore himself became a priest recently and, I think, not is monasticism. I'm not even sure that his ordination was lawful:to him, it was not more than a year ago, and Rostov already there is no Bishop two years, that is, to ordain Theodore was no one, except that it is for this went to another diocese.

I think that Andrew and Theodore also understand the dubiousness of their claims, and here lies the main the opportunity for our missionary: I have not forgotten that his Majesty in his the decree has commanded me to care about this godly practice. I communicate a lot with Theodore, and I was under the impression that if the Patriarch will not deliver it either in metropolitans, nor even a Bishop, he would turn to our Holy Church for support. I have neither the authority nor the knowledge to provide such support, but it is my duty to tell you, Eminence Archbishop.

Generally speaking, interviews with Theodore bring me real pleasure. This handsome man about my age, and because he is a priest recently, most often behaves just like a noble, kind and educated layman. I'll tell you, as your brother in Christ, fellow countryman and Confessor: this behavior I like more than that, God forgive me, sanctimonious deanery some of our "saints".

By the end of January, I, like promised to the Prince, prepared sketches and models – and the big Cathedral for Vladimir, and a small Church for the future of the princely court at the confluence of the Nerl in Klyaz'ma.

In the mouth of the Nerl, where I first went on the sled even before 1158, you'll be rare beauty and Prime location. Overall the local landscape repeats Vladimir: on one side of the Klyazma river is steep, with another – endless plain. Over the arrow of the Klyazma and the Nerl, which in this place is wide and deep, dominated by a high mountain. Her Prince and decided to build his castle.

In the report Andrew, the presence of Theodore and Supreme commander Vyshata Nikiforovich, I not only presented sketches and models of the temples, but suggested that in the mouth The Nerl is more suitable for a large city than for a small castle. The thing that the imposition of the princely court to the East, in the direction troubled neighbors the Volga Bulgars, created for the Prince a threat to be captured in case a sudden enemy attack. The big city can resist much longer. And it is impossible to build a yard so that it does not overgrown Posad, but inthe mouth of the Nerl river to the North of the future fortress there is a large plain, where can fit Posad any size. There is a place across the ravine to the West, in the direction of Vladimir, and at the bottom of the river – for future bargaining.(See. Sheet 4 "Figures and drawings" – approx. transl.).

The white haired the Governor Wisata supported me, because he is very concerned about the safety of the Prince. And in the end it was decided to build a castle much larger than anticipated first.

I asked the question, until in Russia will strengthen so archaic – tree-earth, and offered to make the walls of the future city of white stone on the Nerl, for if to move the Prince, the city inadvertently become the capital of the Principality. And, in my humble understanding, the Palace of Andrei Georgievich must also be stone and not wood. This material is more befitting the princely dignity and good protection from fires. It would be good for main street and square paving the stone, not wood.

My suggestion interested in all, but it was unclear whether there is enough for all these venture construction materials. I asked Andrei Georgievich go to the tile that can be produce from the surrounding clay, but the Prince refused, moreover, under very remarkable excuse: he didn't want to make a gift the Patriarch of Constantinople! It turned out, Prince had known that for a temple construction of plinths used in Byzantium, and in our God-saved Empire – mostly hewn natural stone according to the customs of Ancient Rome. Atthe words of Andrew, knows these things was his father, Georgy Vladimirovich, who had great difficulty to convince the then Rostov Bishop Nestor to consecrate temples built in "Catholic" white technique.

Andrew G. asked me to check the operation of quarries and supplies stone, in order to plan construction for the current year and over the next several years.

I submitted layouts the temples was Prince approved. The only comment was related to the number of heads on the future of the Vladimir Cathedral. I offered to make one, in order to emphasize towering buildings, this purely Russian construction receiving me very like. But Andrew remembered that at St. Sophia Cathedral, the main Church of Kiev thirteen chapters, and he would like to see in Vladimir the same. I have already to get acquainted with the Kiev temple pictures and descriptions, and dared to protest, that Sophia is not towering, in addition, its middle space is crownedonly five chapters, as in Sophia in Novgorod. The Prince said then let it be five.(See. Sheet 7 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

I asked a question, very important to the final appearance of the temples: is it an accident that I don't seen at one of the churches of George Dolgorukiy stone statues of people, animals and monsters, only arches and ornament?

Theodore asked me if I'm dogmatic side decoration of temples statues. I honestly admitted that unknown, and this decoration has always been for me something of yourself evident. Then he described in detail. It turns out that these things are directly related Church dogma, and not any of the many Apostolic resolutions, of which, I confess, I have knowledge of only a small part, and the Second A sacred commandment – "do Not make yourself any graven image..."

About iconoclasm, took place in Byzantium four or five centuries ago and stopped Seventh Ecumenical Council, of course, I heard, but it turns out that in ikonopochitateljami the resolution of this Cathedral did not say anything about statues: probably about them in the heat of debate just forgot. And it turned out that the General anathema all previous iconoclastic councils, based on the Second The Holy commandment, for the statues have not been repealed. This has created dogmatic uncertainty that gives any Church the opportunity at its discretion andto allow and to prohibit the decoration of churches with statues of people, animals and monsters. In Catholicism such ornaments, indeed, are something yourself granted, but the Byzantine Church did not approve, calling "idols".

I said that against such decorations voices are heard and we have: for example, fifteen years ago, I was invited to the French Abbey of Clairvaux adviser on the construction of vaults the main Cathedral, and the late Abbot Bernard in conversation with me was surprised why funny statues before the eyes of the brethren engaged in reading, and that can mean unimaginable stone freaks with multiple heads and tails. This venerable Abbot, God rest his soul with the Holy saints, worried to explore the colourful world of stone images of many brothersmore interesting than thinking about the commandments of God. But nevertheless, in France and in our Holy Roman Empire, the temples are decorated with statues and, God willing, will decorate, and me as the architect of these things is very like.

Andrew G. said that this liking to him and was like his father, who in 1152 from Christmas – imagine, the Prince gave the date it was on our calendar, not Byzantine! – the Church is not allowed to decorate the temples statues. But when he was Grand Prince of Kiev Georgy got to Metropolitan Constantine's blessing on it. So the new Church buildings can and should decorate that way, and the only request is that future stone sculptures glorified the power not only of the Christian faith, butand princely power. Of course, I agreed, and upon this the audience ended.

And in the last days January, I went to Moscow, near which are quarries. In previous letter I mentioned to you, my dear brother in Christ about this a small town located in an extremely advantageous location: it lies river road from Vladimir in southern Russia up to the Klyazma, and then rummaging in the Yauza river, then down the river Yauza in Moscow, further down the Moscow river to Oka, which in its upper reaches, close to the Dnieper – the main river on the big the ancient route "from the Varangians to the Greeks". (See. Sheet 2 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

We went to Moscow for a long time: even on the thumb to winter, with little snow and not very cold in here the standards of the winter, in a beautiful sleigh pulled by two frisky horses, young and but an experienced driver Pronom, the journey took at least a week. With me riding Jacob Osipovich and Eustace Mironovich, the contractor for the transport of stone. From Moscow to Vladimir had already stretched sleigh with white stone, all the way was arranged places rest, heating and food, we also enjoyed. We met and villages where we found lodging for the night.

I asked Jacob, surely it was not possible to produce a white stone is closer to Vladimir. The explained that Prince George Dolgoruky ordered to look for the stone for many years before large construction sixtieth year, and has done a lot of trial excavations along the banks of the Klyazma river, and its tributaries to the West, North and South of Vladimir. Just to the East of the gem is not sought, fearing attacks by the Bulgars. In the end it turned out that a good stone closer, everywhere stone only a dirty-gray color and is so soft that build from it anything.(Probably Gottlieb is referring to limestone deposits of the Jurassic period of the Mesozoic era, the same white stone – deposits of the Carboniferous period of the Paleozoic era. Approx. transl.).

Mind you, my dear brother in Christ, the extent to which Prince George has sought in its construction like our blessed Empire that wasn't afraid of the huge difficulties delivery of the stone for two hundred miles! (The average400 kilometersat rivers – approx. transl.). But could build on-the Byzantine – of time, and it would have been much easier and cheaper. The same, incidentally, can be said about Andrei Georgievich.

And I asked Jacob Osipovich the question of why George Dolgoruky built all the five temples in 6660 for one year, and more nothing like this is built either before or after. The merchant told why it happened.

George long was going to build in our Imperial technique of stone, commanded to scout out the quarry sent to study at Empire Savva Nazirovich and several masters. But the mid-fifties (the merchant in his story uses the Byzantine calendar; Christ is the end 1140-x – approx. transl.) sparked the civil war for Kiev Izyaslav Mstislavich, and Dolgoruky long left Suzdal. He came back, lost the war and expelled from Kiev, in the autumn of the fifty-ninth (1151 A. D. – approx. transl.). He brought with him all Kiev Treasury, that is, the means he had. Quarry by that time it was discovered, the builders trained. And as sure as Andrey decided to reassure people that a large temple building in the sixty-sixth year (1158 A. D. – approx. transl.), so George Putin decided to appease in the sixties (1152 A. D. – approx. transl.), when was also waiting for the coming of Antichrist: the first three sixes in the number 6660 looked no less ominous than the four – digit 6666. And two years later Izyaslav died George, nobody could prevent to become Grand Prince of Kiev, and he again left Zalesie, now, and forever.

And finally, we he arrived in Moscow. About this city to tell you nothing special, except that a small but quite new, built only two years ago, the fortress area no more than five acres (about 2 hectares – approx. transl.) stands on a high hill. Stone churches in the city. But trade is very lively: Pereyaslavl Governor Chordata Stavic knowingly told me that more and more merchants prefer the path through Moscow. So Posad is growing rapidly. Great and rich Torg is under the hill side of the Yauza.

In Moscow, we warm up in bath and spent the night at a local vicar Jaroslav Lazarevic. The Governor, very young boyar son, born in Moscow and in love with your town he told me his story. Thirty years ago Suzdal boyar Stefan Bunch owned villages along the Moscow river, and then he something so did not please the Prince George that he came to the Pile with his retinue, executed this nobleman, confiscated his possessions and laid on the Bank of the Moscow river city that long called Kuskowim, and then began to call just Moscow, for Dolgoruky it washate the mention of this nobleman. And the most interesting that George took with him a Handful of children, raised them, and then married his son Andrew at the spotted Greenshank, the daughter of A handful. Don't know how this story is true, but it is quite decent songs of our minstrels, especially as the wife of Andrew G., I heard, do call the Greenshank Kuczkowski.

I also learned from Jaroslava, South and West of Moscow starts with dense forests, through which all Suzdal and was called Silesia. These forests still live semi-wild tribes Vyatichi, but the steward gradually dominates, and will soon be able to report the Prince and the Lord of the full bringing the region to the Holy Cross.

The next morning I went to the quarry is located a little above and a little below the city on the Moscow river.

Perhaps, my dear countryman Conrad does not make sense to describe in this letter the local ways extraction and cutting of stone, for they are the same ones that are used in our Empire. Let me just say that since no other quarries in Suzdal the ground there, it produces a white stone and on the treatment for the cladding of walls and boring decorations and a filling thickness of the walls, and mortar. The extraction is carried out from the high banks of the Moscow river and its tributaries – so and easier to explore, and get to the good layers, and ship the extractedstone boats or sleds. The white stone is transported unprocessed, otesyvajutsja and burn through on lime, he's already on the construction site.

Layers of stone are horizontally, and underground mining is almost a full notch. For ceiling support is usually left column of nevermannia stone: wood the lining is rarely used because stone is much stronger than wood. Missed fragments of stone carefully placed there, leaving narrow passages. Height faces and passes depending on the thickness of the seam ranges from two to four elbows (1,5–3 meters – approx. transl.). Saw in Russia used stone break out using pickaxes, crowbars and wedges.

The quarry at zalissia belong to the Prince, the contractors are engaged only in the transportation of the extracted stone. The chief quarries, an official of middle age, it seems, with the rank of Sotk, on behalf of Yang Lukic, a native and resident of Moscow, has kindly guided me through all the faces. For quarries, where it's always dark, the light of day does not matter, so I only took two days and nights to trace the direction of the layers and to understand the local deposits of the gorgeous white stone is inexhaustible, and they will last many such fortresses, which I conceived in the mouth of the Nerl. I only hadto increase the number of miners and sledges for the transportation of stone. Mid March, at the latest – from mid-April on the local rivers will start the ice and flooding and transport of stone inevitably will have a month to stop, and then to use the sledges and boats.

I gave to Jacob, Eustathius and Yanyu, all necessary orders, and my assistants remained in Moscow for another a few days for the device all quarries. Jaroslava have emerged the idea to recruit pagans from the surrounding forests, only I'm not sure if if it is. I hastily went back. I customized idea that I'll come back to Vladimir in mid February and by the end of March I promised Prince Andrew has to prepare detailed drawings of the temples. However, in a pinch the ceremony of laying can be undertaken until approval by the Prince detailed drawings.

My lungs sleigh managed driver Pronom, raced on the ice of the Yauza. No guard was not with us, because this busy trade route has been cleared of bandits still in Georgia Dolgoruky on it all the time go for military units, merchants and carters stone. We overtook a whole caravan of sleighs with the stone, waved his hands, and the charioteers raced on. Winter was little snow, the road on the ice was rolled, bright the sun was shining, chalk drifting snow.

Sun, sleevea eyes and drifting snow, quickly sametova traces, God's will became the cause of unhappiness. With us for our sins, something happened that happens here with travelers and summer winter: moving up on the Yauza, we in the place of the confluence of some small the river turned not in the mainstream and in the tributary. If the turn was installed any sign, as is done on river road the blessed Empire, or at least were visible the traces of the thumb on ice this wouldn't have happened.

Wrong turn usually just means some loss of time, until you see that the river too greatly diminished do not realize that made a wrong turn, and unfold. I already have one once faced with this when we are with the deceased Ratibor Borisovich floated up on the river Field, and nothing terrible happened. But unknown to me the influx Yauza occurred.

Pron quickly, within a quarter of an hour, I realized that was the wrong direction, and began to turn the horses. And here the forest, which was nearby, popped a few wolves.

Praise Of The Blessed The virgin-intercessor, the raptors came at us at once: apparently, decided to first look at which side to attack. Horses wildly began to snore and bore. Again praise to the blessed virgin, we had already managed to turn around, otherwise rushed to the source of the river, ran into a wall and obscure forest was lost and I now would not write you this letter. But we rushed in the direction of the Yauza. Wolves rushed us, they were a little less than a dozen, they fled silently, that looked even more ominous. From weapons if we had only the axe Pron.

Again, my brother in Christ, I have to praise the virgin and the art of my driver. He then customized, then slightly held back one or the other the knight letting them get mad and turn our sledges on the corners. Wolves, exhausted winter starvation, ran slower than our well-fed and frisky horses, and a little lagged behind. When I struck Yauza, I thought the terrible passed, for predatory pursuers almost out of sight, to well I heard back from the Pskov steering climate control that they fear a busy roads.

But the ways of the Lord indeed inscrutable. Hungry fiends were braver and smarter than you to assume, and act as a cunning beaters. It turns out that for a while while their cousins drove us on the inflow, a few wolves took a shortcut through the forest and ran into the Yauza river in front of us. And before us were half a dozen predators immediately nakinuvshihsya horses. And Yauza, not only as a punishment for our many grievous sins, were deserted: recently we met a sled with stone that Lee had to pass this place, or even not reached.

The horses, tormented by wolves, reared and lost in postroman, the sled ran over them and overturned. We Pronom fell in the snow, but both immediately jumped. Pron grabbed an axe and rushed on the evil predators, although I shouted to him that it is useless and should be saved on the nearest tree. The driver did not listen and it cost him his life. He has failed to get the axe on any wolf, and they, for a moment leaving wildly beating bloody horses, surrounded Pron. The two raptors jumped on his back into snow, and it was over. Me for this time with God's help managedrun to the edge of the forest: fortunately, I explored the quarry is not in the cloth, and comfortable travel clothes. I followed only one wolf, but I threw him my cloak, and he hesitated.

Despite the age, I was able to quickly climb up to a large birch tree, for steeplejack skills included in the set of skills needed for an architect, plus I refresh the memory of this skill, plotnica in Pskov. And with the wood I had watch the last death throes of brave but reckless Pron and his horses. To the feasting wolves joined us pursuers of the tributary of the Yauza, and soon the ice of the river was visible only a tangle of grey predators, swarming among the pools of blood, scattered entrails, bones and pieces of meat.

Those fiends who don't got seats at the fateful feast, came to my birch and began to bounce, in order to grab me. But I thank Almighty God, managed to climb high enough. My previous feelings and experiences I am unable to describe you, dear my countryman Conrad, because they are too strong for dry and soulless parchment.

Despite the cold, sweat poured from me a hail. But I was without a cloak, sat on a tree almost without movement, and quickly began to freeze, especially since the cap lost even when the turning of the sled. The wolves, realizing that I did not immediately get settled ring under the tree and froze in anticipation that I will freeze and fall right in teeth. And their expectation was reasonable: the frost was strong, and in front of me soon it became dark.

I realized that we are in the face of certain death, and remains for me a choice: die or cold, or wolf teeth. Thrice praise to the blessed virgin, I figured as soon as you lose consciousness, the fall from the birch, and again before death comes to from the terrible pain and will have time to realize that torn by wolves. To avoid now agony I removed the belt and tied himself to the tree in order, freezing, quietly to fall into oblivion and leave this world without pain, a deep lethargy. I then turned my thoughts and feelings to the Lord God, and don't remember more.

I woke up with the sun, with thoughts are not about the salvation of souls, and, God forgive me, Novotorzhskaya the harlot Lubomil. I was lying on the sled bobbing rhythmically beneath me and above me was piled sheepskin and warm cloaks. With an arm around me, was snoring, two of the big men in their shirts, I was without any clothes. At first I did not understand that going on, but then I remembered that so – human warmth – warm the frozen travelers and our blessed Alps. It turns out that drove a caravan of sleighs with white stone, the wolves were driven out, and I was saved.Then when I came to myself, I have poured so much strong Mead, I again fell into oblivion and woke up the next day. Apparently, brother my in Christ, I'm so used to the hardships and vicissitudes of this life, fallen to me in my old age, that after such a deep freeze Lord saved me not only from fever, but even a mild cold. Even ears and nose was not frostbitten, because I'm sitting on the birch tree, guessed to pull the head the Kaftan.

I immediately was able to thank their saviors: my cash purse, which was lying in the tilted sleigh, not lost, these are good and honest workers found it returned to me safe and sound, and I immediately gave it to them with all its contents. Vladimir I came with this caravan, acquiring way more nice friends among simple Russian people, than once in Pskov.

Especially I made friends with one of the peasants, otographic me with his body. His name is Mikita, he came from Brambly, a large village not far from Pereyaslavl, he is younger than me years on fifteen, friendly and smiling people, and these properties among the local ordinary people are very rare. He told me a lot about his his beloved wife and three children, the eldest of whom is twelve years old, he already has bride, and a wedding soon: so early marriages are accepted here in the common people. Mikita was literate and his father was the village priest and to the extenttheir abilities trained his son – and during the trip explained to me the value Russian letters, for I, having mastered Russian spoken language in Pskov, since haven't had neither the time nor the ability to master the written language.

At the end of the journey I suggested Mikita work on the construction of temples, but for some reason he refused although he could earn much more there, even more so knowing the letter and having among his friends of the Imperial architect. By the way, Mikita told me that the local people calls me Skovira, a Kafir because of my headgear.

Of course, immediately arrival at Vladimir I served molebens: thank you for your wonderful salvation, and a Requiem – for the soul of the deceased untimely Pron, remains of which was brought to the capital and a Christian burial.

In the end, I started over detailed drawings of the temples only a few days ago. Work quickly, brother Severin helps me as you can, and even among the local builders were a very intelligent young man named ULEB Hotovec. He's from a merchant bar, but hopes to become an architect and to toady to the nobility, neat and diligent, and most importantly – has good drawing tool. But still I very much because I'm more than calculations and drawings, needs to supervise what my assistants are hired builders and are selectedwhite stone, which has already brought a lot to Vladimir, and to the mouth of the Nerl.

The letter sent with this princely messenger, traveling to Novgorod with the next message Andrey Georgievicha Sviatoslav Rostislavich. I think the relationship between these princes become worse and worse, and it happens not least because of the confiscation the gifts of his Imperial Majesty.

This messenger will try time to reach the earlier debacle, and in Novgorod will give the letter to the merchants sailing in the Empire.

May your days will be full of joy and success, bless thee, Lord God Almighty. Amen.

Forever loving you and devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/V-XI)


His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, in the world of Baron von Rosenau, the grace of the rector Abbey of the Holy Apostle Paul in worms.

It was written in the city The hierarchy (now the village Bogolyubovo – approx. transl.) in the twenty-third day Nov 1158 ad


Glory To Jesus Christ! Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind Bishop and countryman!

Maybe you haven't heard the name of the new city, where I am writing you this letter. Now so called the capital of Suzdal. More precisely, Bogolyubov will be the capital a few days, when you come here, Prince, is going to celebrate the glorious Nativity in one of the two built here a stone temples.

That's why I'm not writing so long, my brother in Christ: there was a lot of work. And with the completion construction of two churches she is far from over. I have been building Vladimir Cathedral, preparing calculations and drawings of the white-stone towers and fortifications of Bogolyubovo, as well as new fortifications in Vladimir – wood, but with big white stone gates.

(See. Sheet 3, Sheet 4, Sheet 5, Sheet 7, Sheet 8 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

Right now, my job is quietly. I just used the word "now" – this summer, she was very restless, and in the future I will tell you about it.

In addition to the workshop in Vladimir, I now have a workshop and in the hierarchy, where I spend hardly no more time. However, in comparison with the Vladimir Palace is a simple hut, but all the tools are there, the night is also nice. After all five miles is not a small distance, especially in spring and autumn thaw, and frequent trips here and there very tiring.

Theodore delves into all the subtleties of my work. At least once a month we report on the progress of cases Prince Andrey Georgievich, sometimes even in the presence of all the main dignitaries Principality. In the latter case, our report takes place in a large throne room. The Prince in his usual clothes sitting on a rather modest throne, and his brothers, sons and nobles, too, in regular clothes, – along the walls on benches. Sometimes it is curious to observe the manners on this Board, where there is a strange mixture of Norman military brotherhood, Imperial knight of the spirit and Eastern adulation.In other words, apparently no servility, no one before the Prince falls prostrate, nobles report to him, proudly erect and with his hand on the hilt of the sword. But while from their lips, often flowing stream such flowery praise of wisdom and the courage of Andrei, that even the Arab court poets would envy. And the Prince with all his external modesty all this graciously listens.

The same stream of flattery flows princely feasts where I am invited quite often. Coming in first time to feast soon after last year's Christmas, I'm loyal to the covenants of the Lord Jesus Christ, humbly sat down at the end of the table. But the Prince, seeing this, asked me to move to seventh place on his right hand. I then explained Theodore, it is a great honour even for a Baron of the Holy Roman Empire. He always sits slightly higher, immediately after the brothers and sons of the Prince, near the Supreme Governor Vietoi Nikiforovich.

I must say that much princely feasts do not get drunk, and everything goes almost as decorous as in Pskov from the mayor bows Antsiferova. But the special richness and diversity dishes these feasts do not differ from Luke, and there have been richer. However, it's still the highest level even in our Imperial standards, just, apparently, an old merchant Luke is more demanding of your cooks, rather than a valiant warrior Andrew, modest not only in dress but also in food.

And it turned out that the same modesty Andrew G. owes its name to the city of Bogolyubov. On our Theodore reports the Prince's speech about the title came more than once, and one day we even asked Andrei to call the city in his honor – for example, Andreev, or Greek way – Andropolis. But the Prince said with displeasure that he is not Jaroslav Wise to call his name in the city – meant, apparently, Yaroslavl. And left the name "Nerl" as Tver and Moscow – the river's name, and I already thought forever.

But in early spring this year, even with the thaw, the Prince came to see his future capital. With him was Vysata Nikiforovich, and some of brothers and sons, and many neighbors nobles, Theodore riding a horse as well as any warrior. All were splattered with mud from head to toe, because the river has not yet passed the break-up, and they rode along the shore, on a muddy road in which the horses sank sometimes in the stirrups.

I had already ripe idea to put in the Nerl not one Church but two: one in the future princely the castle and the second (we are talking about the Church of the Intercession on the Nerl, see Sheet 6 of the "Drawings and drawings" – approx. transl.) – in the trade down the Klyazma river, merchants and ordinary people: I didn't want to follow the example of Pereyaslavl and Georgieva, where in times Dolgoruky same temples had served as a house Church Prince, and the parish Church of the city.

Andrew and this idea liked it, but he asked the question whether there is enough in this year of white stone on both temple, because it is impossible to forget and about the construction of a large Cathedral in Vladimir. I said that according to estimates made by me after inspecting the quarries and reserves of stone should be enough. Then the Prince asked when I will be able to calculate and draw another temple. I for lack of time for the new settlements proposed to build temples similar to each other, just to add some fun to their size, proportions and white stone decoration.

Prince Andrew with this agreed, surveyed his surroundings from a high cliff and offered not to put the second the temple directly below the castle, and to bring it to the arrow of the Nerl and Klyazma, that he served with a solemn design of this place. This idea seemed to me very reasonable.

Wisata expressed concern, what difficulties may arise due to the floods: when was this conversation, meadows in the floodplain of the Klyazma river was under water. Andrew G. said for the sake of the temple, you can fill an artificial hill and make Marina travelers. I promised to take this into account in their calculations.

I showed the Prince and contours fortifications of the future capital, I've already started to lay out on the ground, and place under white stone mansion on the edge of the cliff, with stunning views widely spilled the Klyazma. (See. Sheet 4 and Sheet 5 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

Looking at all this, Prince graciously smiled and said that the Abbot Gottlieb spent such work, that this city in honor of his call. All respectfully laughed, and Theodore remembered that the Prince is so yesterday and declared: "We're going to Gottlieb". Andrew smiled again and noticed that my name is very beautiful translated from German – "love of God" or "love of God", and if the so-called city, you get something like "track".

I didn't expect from the Prince knowledge in our native language and did not know what to say, and all around again respectfully laughed – apparently thought it a joke. The conversation ended, and all went to have dinner. I also thought that it was all a joke, but imagine my surprise, my dear countryman Conrad, when the following letter received I come from a Royal Treasury, has already been written: "the construction of the city Bogolyubov".

In effect bequeathed Our Lord of humility I admit that my name for the future capital come in the head of the Prince by chance, and primarily because of the beautiful translation into Russian language. But did not teach us whether St. Augustine of Hippo, that God leaves nothing to chance happen? Therefore, I will say so, dear brother in Christ: I for my work a lot various honors were rendered and emperors, and kings, and Dukes, and electors, and archbishops, but to my name, even by accident and not in the solemn atmosphere, was called the city, much less the future capital – this has not happened.Can there be the best earthly reward for the architect? I do not know and not want to think about it, because you can fall into one of the seven deadly sins ambition, and even the root of all evil – pride.

(Probably Gottlieb invented or embellished very flattering for him the story of the origin of the city hierarchy that he wrote in letter No. 9, that Prince Andrew was ticulously "God-loving", and this could affect the choice of the name of the city with much more a probability of approx. transl.)

At the end of March the Prince approved detailed drawings of the two churches in the hierarchy and the city's Cathedral in Vladimir. Size Bogoliubov churches does not exceed the size of the temples Dolgoruky, for these churches had time to build up to the end of the year. With the same Vladimir Cathedral, there was no hurry, and it could do a lot great. Andrew G. wanted to build this temple right over a steep cliff to The Klyazma, so that he looked most Regal, but I explained that the soil under the huge building, maybe, God forbid, a slump, so should build at a distance of at least forty cubits (30 meters – approx. transl.) from the edge of the cliff. And considerable difficulties created five domes of the Cathedral, for for more head heavier arches and increase the risk of collapse. But I decided what I shall be watching with laying the most critical parts of the building – arches and domes, the benefit will still be next year when two small churches already will be built and I will have more time.

On the eighth day of April laid Vladimirsky Cathedral. The ceremony was attended by the Prince with all nobility. Theodore, together with many priests Vladimir bypassed construction the site with the icons and crosses, then put one big stone in the middle, and four corners of the future Cathedral: these places were pre-marked with pegs. Then he loudly commanded to begin construction. Artisans, the crowd standing on the edge of the platform, bowed low. I, as usual, was among sosluzhil Theodore priests of the second degree.

A little later was solemnly laid both Church and fortress in the hierarchy. Their construction to that time it went: we began to dig moats, almost completely filled the hill to the Church on the Strelka of the rivers, both churches made a Foundation. But the ceremony of laying was held the same way, and Theodore, trying not to get bogged down in construction dirt and do not fall into the excavations, walked in procession all the future fortress the construction sites of churches, and then just as bombastic commanded to begin construction.

All three temples Andrew Theodore decided to dedicate to the virgin Mary, which is usually called The mother of God. I expected Vladimir's Cathedral of St. Sophia in Kiev and Novgorod, but I then explained to Theodore, the cult of the blessed virgin more widely adopted in the Christian world than the Byzantine cult of Sophia – the Wisdom Of God. It seemed to me that this is another step towards rapprochement of Suzdal we walk the Principality of Holy Church. However, I could be wrong, for it has always been far from penetrating into the designs of the bishops of the Church hierarchy.

(We don't know, accidentally if Gottlieb did not specify the consecration of the Vladimir Cathedral of the Dormition of the virgin, Bogolyubovo Palace Church – the Nativity, the Church on the arrow of the Nerl and Klyazma – Cover. Perhaps these dedications not mentioned in the pre-Mongolian Chronicles, came much later, and the original temples were dedicated to just Virgin – approx. transl.).

I must say, my brother in Christ, I had no idea what I can do so quickly and without much difficulties to establish the construction work here. The Late Savva Nazirovich, architect George Dolgorukiy, not in vain studied in our God-saved Empire: artisans on all the main construction professions have been prepared, and Yakov Osipovich just had to find them and invite to work.

Showed up unexpectedly the lack of masons: they were sufficient for the construction of all five temples Dolgoruky, but since then some have left to work in other principalities, and some have turned to binge drunks: the last Russian, unfortunately, happens quite often, and they call it "sleep". But I overcame these difficulties using the most experienced craftsmen not for masonry walls and cutting stone, and for the training of novice builders. A month later the disciples under the supervision of the masters not only worked perfectly with the stone, but also taughtother: the rapid assimilation helped the carpentry skills that the local people, as they say, in the blood. Due to the same carpentry skills no difficulties with the installation of scaffolding and formwork for the vaults arose. And for such difficult and important part of the construction works, as putting "sails" – curved transitions from poles to reels – I watched myself. Jacob I told that exactly the same was received and Savva Nazirovich.

But still I will remember this year is not as happy and extremely restless. The thing Tom, Archbishop Conrad, soon after the ceremonial of laying Bogoliubov churches revealed: white stone on both temples is not enough for this year it will be possible to build only one.

I was shocked, because in the winter, as you remember, traveled to Moscow, praised the work of the quarries and examine accumulated stocks there, because so confident and told the Prince that stone should enough for two churches. Is my experience of the architect I could so cruelly cheat?

First of all I invited Yakov Osipovich and asked why stone is not enough, and how could to happen. My assistant showed the records and explained that the old stocks from quarries removed, and now carried only what is produced. He called and contractor transport Eustathius of Mironovicha, he confirmed his words and said dear master Gotlib, apparently, made a mistake with the estimate of the number of produced and stocked stone. Yakov Osipovich with exaggerated regret that looked at me and remarked, "and good marksman may miss". This Russian proverbrepeats the meaning of our Franconian – "the eye sometimes leads even the best shooters".

Then Jacob said, in his opinion, nothing terrible happened, and the second temple will be to finish in the next year, for the production of white stone is constantly increasing, the stone will be mined and brought back, just not now, but later.

To say it was nothing. I confess to you, my dear, my countryman, that I experienced many unpleasant hours thinking how I will tell the Prince that's in that year The hierarchy stone will only last for one temple. But I also thought that such rude – almost two times – to make a mistake, I could not.

And in the end I resolved: went to Supreme commander, Visite Nikiforovich and told me that the number produced and stocked in white stone, which is shown in the report, I it seems understated and, in my opinion, a lot of stone disappears somewhere on the way.

Wisata asked me a reasonable question: assume that the stone on the road to steal, but why? To whom it may need? You can't eat it, baking them will not istopes, and even sell, for white stone construction in Suzdal is only a Prince, and other principalities white stone no use anywhere except in the far South-Western suburbs Russia – Galich, where missing your stone. And the reports all agree: white stone mined from the quarries is transported in Bogolyubov brought that same else?

But as it turned out hurt the dignity of the Imperial architect, I stood at his stubbornness, not worthy of francona and Schwab: no offense be it said to his Majesty, but he, himself being a Schwab, can not know that the Swabian stubbornness came from us in the proverb.

Then Wisata invited Proclus, one of his aides explained to him all my suspicions, and commanded take the boat to pretend he is a wealthy farmer and came to work, employed by the carrier the gang to Eustathius Mironovich, included in the trust or to Eustathius himself, or to any foreman, and try something to find out. Proclus was well and the peasant, although, as I later learned, is the son of a noble boyar. So I hope for the success of his mission was.

It took a month and a half. Due to the lack of stone I was forced to stop the construction of the Church on the arrow The Nerl and the Klyazma and to throw all forces on the temple in the heart of the hierarchy. The building was growing, The Lord kept us from accidents on the construction site, but the soul I was quiet for a minute, especially when I looked down from the edge Bogoliubov cliff at an abandoned man-made hill on the river arrow. Came the Prince, asked why is not moving the second construction, I frankly told, Andrey frowned, said I'd talk to Vietoi, and left.

A month later, to me came to the Palace official and was invited to attend the princely court in the case about the theft of the stone. It turns out, the old Gottlieb did not let the experience and eye, the stone really was kidnapped. But I soon realized something, who and why these things needed.

The court was held on the main square of Vladimir, next to the construction site of the new Cathedral. From boards was shot down by a high platform on one side which on a high throne sat Prince Andrew, with another – there was a whole crowd of the accused, surrounded by custody. Among the accused I came to know and his assistant, Yakov Osipovich, and contractor for the transportation of Mironovicha Eustache, of the chief quarries Yan Lukić, and that I was upset most of all – Mikita from Brambly, very nice guy, who after an attack of wolves on the way from Moscowwarmed me with its warmth and taught Russian reading and writing.

Around the dais stood nobles, behind them a crowd of people. I did not push ahead and left in the middle of the crowd. Wisata Nikiforovich with a bow came to the throne and a stentorian voice reported charges. And here's what I learned.

It turns out that many carriers, taking the stone from the quarry, does not deliver it in the Bogoliubov and agreement with Eustace dovozili to the middle of the road and unloaded in the deep woods around one of the tributaries of the Klyazma river. Took place that's the kind of insidious trick: beginning in the fall, these reserves had to come to the capital under the guise of only mined stone, that is, the prey was slowly reduced, giving the lion's share of money, food, wood and other earthly goods allocated by Prince on quarry.

When I'm twenty years ago built in Palestine, faced with such extortion, but there it is was much more modest: a bit of overstatement is the difference between brought to the construction site and used for construction stone, and this difference thieving contractors blamed on large than on indeed, the waste during treatment. Here nothing was even attributed to waste: the quantity and mined, and transported white stone was underestimated by almost twice, that's all. In General, the magnitude of the theft of stone in Suzdal lookedimpressive: if you translate it into dimensions Imperial temples, it turns out that stole the chapel of Charlemagne in Aachen, and given the number of our churches, then, probably, the great Imperial Cathedral in Speyer, together with the cathedrals in Worms and Mainz.

Proclus, analsis to Eustathius under the guise of a farmer with a boat, was able to gain his trust, and through some time had unloaded stone at a secret warehouse near a tributary of the Klyazma. Of course, soon this warehouse was cordoned off by soldiers Visati Nikiforovich. It only remained to catch the sailing back carriers, among whom were and Mikita. So that is why he did not want to work on my construction: the unjust way he earned much more, for Eustace generously rewarded its associates.

Nobody had torture: opening the secret warehouse. it became clear and all of the defendants pleaded guilty, except Yakov Osipovich and Yan lukić. And if Jacob, really, tried everything, only reports and could not know the dark deeds Eustathius of Mironovich and his henchmen, Yan could not manage, for had charge of the quarries. And yet Yang Lukich stepped forward and became to say proudly that his noble nobleman, cheated that it is not knew what goes on in the extraction and export of stone, and that all reportswas Eustace. To this Proclus said that he saw Eustace and Yang share of hryvnia. Yang began to cry that's a lie, and let him judge. The judgment of God.

Andrey listened to all this with a pale face, distorted as if in pain. Hearing that Yang requires God's judgment, he sprang from his throne and shouting: "Here's God's judgment!" drew his sword and tore down the brazen thief head. Forgive me Lord, but mentally I endorsed this the act of a Prince, despite the dislike of the executions and blasphemous his words. Endorsed and all that stood in the square, even the caps off of joy started throwing up.

The Prince, from head to toe spattered with blood, returned to the throne and announced its verdict rest the accused, who was lying face down and crying for mercy. Workers who take the stone to the secret warehouse were sentenced to flogging and confiscation of their boats and sled. Jacob Andrew from punishment was released, but was obliged to pay the freight of stone from a secret warehouse in Vladimir. Eustathius had to be provedenim for all cities of the Principality, and in each city broken whip, he had at this time screaming about her guilt before the Prince and God. Then he waited for the hanging. Allthe property this thief was confiscated. The same fate befell the property Janja Lukić.

Transportation of stone took on Wisata Nikiforovich, calling to the soldiers and peasants, serving princely duties, and in July at the spit of the Nerl and Klyazma work started. She walked quickly, for it began before daybreak and ended after sunset, stopping only for the night, and summer nights are short. Yakov Osipovich, from the date of the court nor never ulybnulsya not vzgljadami me in the eye, has gained more than forty additional workers. For the construction of this Church Prince Andrey Georgievich ordered to pick up the best varieties of stone: strictly speaking, white stoneoff-white, it is sometimes yellowish, and pink, and for this Church to select white.

At first I wanted to surround a white stone temple with a colonnade, and even laid the foundations for her, but because construction delays have refused to colonnades, and from paving of the hill white stone vimothy, extending it the following year. (Colonnade never was built instead, later erected closed porch. Original appearance Church of the Intercession on the Nerl Gottlieb has depicted on Sheet 6 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

While working over the churches I was engaged in the fortifications: my knowledge in this area was more than sufficient for the construction of a simple Russian fortresses.

In the hierarchy shafts length a little over half a mile (1-1. 5 km – approx. transl.)originally pour a wider near a stone fortress, and the height of the walls remained uncertain because it will depend on the amount of white stone: with a reliable shafts and foundations it will be possible to gradually increase to ten cubits (7 meters though , I guess Bogoliubov wall hardly ever were brought to such a height – approx. transl.). All the rules of modern fortification art I made not only the stone gate tower with the gate Church, which was dedicated to Theodore To Saint Andrew, the patron Saint of the Prince, but solid towers at the corners fortress. (Cm. Sheet 4 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

In Vladimir, the fortress will be wooden with the usual for Russia walls filled land of log cabins with combat move upstairs, but its size is much more: incremental length shafts to the old town was more than two miles (4.4 km – approx. transl.). The fortress turned out, elongated in the direction of the hierarchy (see Sheet 3 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.), because the terrain in the East of Vladimir least obrajito and most convenient to expand the city. Strengthening will be include and the Prince's court, and bargaining down at the river. Wisata Nikiforovich told me that the area of the fortified part of the city of Vladimir will exceed the area of Yaroslav the Wise built the fortress of Kiev – forty against thirty acres (approximately100 acres against 75 – approx. transl.). The height of Vladimir shafts will be different in depending on the location on the cliff or on the plain. In the second case before shafts up to a height of seven cubits (5 meters – approx. transl.) will dug ditches the same depth. Deaf towers, as in all Russian wooden fortresses, in Vladimir will not, but as the new fortress gates will lead all sides, the gate towers to strengthen defense enough.

Came to me the idea that if it is not possible to do in Vladimir, a stone fortress, it is necessary to arrange at least the large stone gate. The Prince and Wisata liked it, and began decide which side of the new fortress these gates can do. I suggested to raise them from the South, where shafts go down to the Klyazma and protect the bargaining, so that through these gates included all who come to Vladimir by river. But the Supreme the Governor rightly said that the stone gates are built not only for the solemn meeting guests, but also to strengthen the fortifications, and from theOf the Klyazma river the enemy will hardly attempt to take the city even if he will be able grab a bargain, will have to rise in high cliffs, in addition protected a Prince's court. He therefore proposed to build a stone gate with the floor is not protected by the cliffs – side: Eastern or Western.

Prince Andrew, carefully after listening to me and Vysata said that then it would be best to build a stone the gates and from the West and from the East. Of course, there are difficulties with such a large a number of stone, but if enough of at one of the gates, then, God willing, gradually get and for one more: Prince is clearly encouraged by the fact that after the exposure scams the number of boulder has doubled. One of the gates will have to call Gold – on the model of Constantinople and Kiev, and let them look at the West, in the direction of the Holy Roman Empire. Pay attention, my brother inChrist, in these words: it seemed to me that they reiterated the wish of the Prince to set our Emperor Frederick friendly and allied relations.

Vysata said then Bogolyubov facing the Eastern stone gate let called Silver, and inventing names for the other gate – wooden is not worth spending time, the name will gradually show themselves. Andrew approved of these words and decided extend the main street of the old town fortress on the West and the East, so she walked through the whole city from the Golden to the Silver gate. I was reminded of that the Posada was built randomly, and for punching the main street will have to carry quite a lot of homes. Andrew smiled and said that if need be, though hethe whole Posada demolished. The audience was over.

Sketch of a large stone gate I sketched quickly, for he saw the Golden gate in Jerusalem, and in Constantinople, and the ULEB Hotovec visited Kiev and described me as look the Golden gate there. I decided that the Vladimir gate will be even more solemn, with a very high, twenty cubits (14 meters – approx. transl.), arch, monastery, lake, occupying almost the entire combat area. (See. Sheet 8 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). In our Imperial cities and knight castles gates are usually made small and the winding openings, that the enemy was harder to break through them. But since in Russian the wooden fortresses of the enemy, most likely, still not going to try to take stone gate and prefer to break or burn the weak wooden walls (that did Batu Khan in 1238, approx. transl.) then I decided to make Vladimir gate not many mighty, how much arc. However, for defense purposes I have provided a device capability under the portal arch additional combat site – wood flooring. Such floorings for archers are held and the reels Russian stone temples with the threat enemy attack, when the temple will be the main tower of the fortress.

Prince Andrew fully approved my sketches of Golden and Silver gates and made them layouts. Soon I will prepare detailed drawings, and with God's help through the year or two you can will begin construction. I hope, without me, for Imperial decree ordered me to stay in Russia for three years, and it has been almost one and a half, considering from the time of arrival at Nevsky Walnut island.

But the joy is interesting, fruitful and diverse work appeared in early September damaged the wiles of the enemy of the human race. Here's how it happened.

Night in a dream I heard a noise under the Windows of his St. Vladimir's workshop. Put the robe and wanted to go out to see what was the matter, but could not open the door: she tied with a thick rope. My servants tried to look out the window, but the shutters were closed and secured from the outside with long poles. Then we started screaming and banging on the doors and Windows, outside came the city guards and released us.

It turns out that someone was going to burn down my house, and locked the Windows and doors so that no one could pop up out. And saved me and my servant from a painful death in the fire what is wise and experienced Wisata Nikiforovich after the princely court thought that someone of me unmasked thieves may want to get back at me, and put my home of the secret guards, who grabbed the arsonist. God bless the honest old soldier Vysata.

And soon I was again invited to the court, not the Prince, and Supreme magistrates, because criminals are not had noble origin. Imagine my shock, dear brother my in Christ when I became aware that one of them is my assistant Jacob Osipovich, the other a farmer Mikita from Brambly.

When I saw this people on the court with a sprained on the rack hands down shame the heads, I don't believe my eyes. But all turned out terrible truth: Jacob along with Eustathios Mironovicha and Yan Lukic participated in the unjust earnings on concealment of white stone, and when lost earnings now, you were furious and decided to get back at me. Besides, if I burn, then nobody would Jacob once again begin to steal – if not stone, then something else: for example, gold, copper, lead, encaustic floor tiles, construction tools...But you never know what you can steal on the construction in the absence of supervision? It turns out that Yakov many years, thus deceiving the Prince George Dolgoruky, and the architect Savva Nazirovich whether about anything did not guess, whether he he participated in the theft.

And Jacob hired Mikita for in order to burn me in my house. How could Mikita, who called himself my friend to go to such a terrible crime – don't understand and probably never I do not understand. The human race really sunk so low? Is it humanly possible to such an extent to trample the image of God? And because the villain did not stop before the inevitable death with me innocent servants, nor before that in dry and warm weather, when he was going to burn down my house from a fire could light up the whole city!

And when Mikita was captured he revealed under torture for Jacob. That, in turn, also under torture confessed everything, including the multi-year deception of the Suzdal princes to the previous court, as you remember, he managed to escape punishment. Therefore, neither he neither Mikita were not lying ask Vysata Nikiforovich about mitigating them fate: they understood that it was useless. And the sentence was terrible: for trying to burn the noble Baron Gottlieb, his servants and workshop with valuable tools, for the risk of a large urban fire and years of theft – to put both on the count.

Completely frustrated, I went home, thinking about human greed and remembering the words of Solomon the parable: "these Are the ways of everyone who is hungering good of others; it takes away the life of taken possession of them." The next day I was appointed chief assistant to the ULEB Kotovich, began to explain to him the intricacies of building Sciences and arts, and a little distracted from serious thoughts. Then I thought I'll never see any Jacob, neither Mikita: executions were usually held at Vladimir the marketplace, where I looked rare. But I was wrong: once again, not only as a punishment for mymany sins, to see these people had.

A few days after court this morning I heard a strong noise of the crowd near my house in Vladimir. Came out. The crowd parted, letting me, and tightly closed behind my back. It turned out that brought Jacob and Mikita, brought huge sharpened stakes, and going to administer punishment directly opposite my doors.

Don't know, my brother in Christ, did you hear about the impalement adopted in the East and almost unknown to us. In Palestine I heard and thought that this penalty is needed a big platform from which the executioners put the man dug into the ground a stake. But it was easier: put down, put to death, slaughtered in his number horizontally by a large hammer, and then raise this number and dig in the other end in the ground. Usually while driving the unfortunate from the pain of losing consciousness, and then wakes up already pierced. Artexecutioners is to a stake passing through the body, touched the heart, that the suffering lasted for many hours.

I'm sorry, my dear brother, if I offended your benevolence SIM with a terrible story. But imagine imagine the nightmare of forced observation of how the shaking from the horror of Jacob and Mikita, dressed only in his shirt, the priest let go of sins, gave to kiss the cross and betrayed into the hands of the executioners. Those did the trick indeed masterful: after half an hour Besplatnie accidents already ascended above the crowd, strung on the stakes, like butterflies on needles in the collection of our steinbergkogel archivist Martera.

The crowd began to disperse, and I finally got the opportunity to return to the house. Going out again in a couple hours, I saw something even more horrible than hitherto: the two accidents already woke up, Jacob was mad with inhuman suffering was babbling the absurdity, and Mikita weak hoarse voice spoke with his wife and children. Yes, my dear Conrad, small children this villain was allowed to the place execution. When I came out, they all looked at me, and their views I won't forget to the hour of death. It seemed to me that I should have burned along with everyone in town,forgive me Lord for these thoughts.

I immediately went to Wisata Nikiforovich, explained that this is a terrible sight keeps me calm work on the Prince's orders, and asked if it was impossible to choose for the execution of another place. He was surprised and said commanded to commit a penalty under my window just to be helpful: to enable watch flour criminals attempt on my life.

I was shocked by this wild logic – although I must say that the manners in our Imperial cities there are even more barbaric, and were asked to stop the suffering of the unfortunate. The Supreme Governor shrugged his shoulders, called his assistant and gave the order. When I got home, the stakes were gone. I asked one of his servants, caused if criminals "blow of mercy", or even living carried painful to die in another place. He replied that he has caused, but I felt that these things it was said only to me not to be upset.

That kind of cruelty reigns in this world, despite the fact that it's been eleven centuries since then, as Jesus Christ commanded us to love each other and their godparents suffering atoned for our sins!

After this truly apocalyptic nightmare for a long time I stayed in bed: in the eyes darkened, sick the heart, the blood pulsed loudly in my temples, it was hard to breathe nights I delirious, and, as I then told the servants, in his delirium called some Lubomil: I, of course, understand what kind of Lubomil was discussed. To get up I could not even twenty on the sixth of September, the day of St. John the theologian and his fifty-second birthday. Concerned about my health Prince Andrey Georgievich sent his the best doctor that let me the blood and put some of the lotion, I soonit became a little easier, and I continued to work.

In the end, despite all delay, both of the Bogoliubov Church was largely finished by mid-October. Turned out they are graceful and slender, because I tried to use the main the advantage of Russian Church – building- tower-type. (See. Sheet 6 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). I'm a little diversified sizes churches in similar proportions: the Church in the direction of the rivers is quite small, fifteen fifteen cubits without regard to altars (10 x10 meters – approx. transl.), the inner diameter of reels – five cubits (3.2 meters – approx. transl.), the Palace and the temple a little more, and I gave not a square, and the round inner pillars.

In the vaults for them relief I applied a light porous stone. However, arches coupled with reel still turned out very heavy, and that the walls of temples not sold under such a burden, I wanted to strengthen the iron wall and the air connections. But Vladimir blacksmiths are unable to forge such a long straight strip metal, and had to settle for wooden ties – like all I've seen Russian churches. But was forged thick iron crutches, which connection was sealed.

In the decoration of churches with arches, columns and pilasters I applied some known to me, allowing to emphasize the harmony and elegance of the silhouettes of buildings. And yet these the churches are decorated with images of king David, female masks, lions, pigeons, griffins with lambs, many animals and monsters. Portals are made in the form several ledges, going in depth on a leafy capitals and a thin thread. Brother Severin and his disciples have done their job masterfully: so skillful Tesco decorations I've rarely seen even in our The Holy Roman Empire.

Work according to these churches there's still a lot to cover the vaults with lead, dome – gilded copper, to make copper or tile floors instead of the temporary wooden vygostky, paint Church frescoes to place icons and Church utensils. But Theodore, after examining the building, said that blesses their sanctification, and all the rest will be to finish next year.

At the consecration of churches now, as for the tab, was present Andrey with his younger brothers, sons and boyars. Theodore and the priests walked around the temples in procession, sprinkled with Holy water inside and out, read the prayers. I'm not recovered from his illness and did not have the strength to go along with Theodore around the temples, just standing among the nobles. The trees still have a little bit of Golden foliage, the air was dry and cool, the sun shone brightly. But it was felt that not only my mood but also the mood of Prince Andrew and Theodore was notfestive. By that time I already know what it is.

Business, my dear countryman, was that the Byzantine Patriarch refused to bless the appointment Theodore Bishop and sent to this place in Suzdal Greek Leon. Latest Andrew immediately on arrival sent to live away from Vladimir – in Rostov. But delivered by the Patriarch, the Bishop of Leon, although under away from the capital of the Principality, causes great unrest in the minds of the priests, and the common people: the dual power is not desirable in any business, especially in the Church, especially since in year 6666 on the local calendar, when everyone is filled with expectationsOf the Antichrist. And although Theodore as if nothing had happened continues to perform in the Vladimir and the surrounding area Episcopal duties, more and more priests go to Rostov for a blessing received from Theodore ordination, confirmation issued to Theodore hemoscanning charters – Yes little did the Affairs of Church life, which have to appeal to the Bishop? So and it turns out that the influence of Theodora falls, and Leon – is growing.

Andrei Georgievich more it remains to hope that the Patriarch will bless the creation of his separate Principality from Kiev Metropolitanate and put Theodore Metropolitan. But I already wrote that and this hope is illusory, even in respect of the establishment of the Archdiocese, and Theodore, ordained a priest recently, unknown and not monks, and even no hope.

That though as-that to strengthen his position, Theodore began with Leon theological debate about how to keep posts. Leon – the supporter of more rigid approach to the post, Theodore – more soft. That's all I understood in this debate, because know nothing about these topics, and when Theodore began to tell me the various intricacies and showed the messages which they on this very topic exchange with Leon, I could only assent. To also write each other Leon and Theodore in Greek, and I in this language do not strong enough to read flowery theological texts. I'll tell youfrankly, as a beloved brother and spiritual father: I am even Latin is not always know what I want to say theologians. But I don't expect them to understand construction calculations. In my humble opinion, everyone should do their work.

Because of the emergence of Leon I began to feel hostile attitude on the part of many Vladimir the priests, for the Byzantines, as I understand it, is the enemy the rapprochement of the Christian churches in dioceses, have not yet concluded Union between our his Holiness Pope and Patriarch of Constantinople. So I am not in the local churches in a hat and not zaslujivayut none of the priests, in addition to Theodore.

But the past keeps with me all polite and nice, and I finally dared to ask him the question of which side of the Lord Ratibor Borisovich before death claimed to be Grail. What is confidentially told me Theodore, you can be known, but just in case I feel compelled to recount.

Among the Imperial the gifts, which were transported to Russia knight of the Temple He really was a Saint The Grail is the Cup from which our Lord ate at the last supper and in which were collected the blood from his wounds. By agreement of his Imperial Majesty and the late Prince George Dolgoruky, and this Shrine was intended for solemn gaining in Russia. I really don't understand why the Grail is not he was to find us in the Empire, but remained silent.

For Andrew, like his late father George, such a finding would be very useful for the consolidation of princely power. Because Andrew and worried so much that this Cup was seized Novgorod, Prince Sviatoslav Rostislavich, who doesn't know its infinite value and is able to dispose of any inappropriate way. Open Svyatoslav secret of this Imperial gift, too, is impossible, because he then will be able to make a solemn indwelling of the Holy Grail and to deprive Andrew such an important spiritual weapon in the struggle for influence on Russia. Soit remains only to demand Svyatoslav issuance of all confiscated Imperial gifts, and yet he refuses to do it.

But the hope this bowl Andrew and Theodore don't lose: they ordered me the construction on the main square Bogolyubov big canopy, similar to our altar kevorim. Under the canopy should stand vodosvyatnaya stone bowl, which will symbolize the Grail after its solemn finding. The Shrine itself is, of course, will be not on the square, and in one of the new temples.

Next year, God will, my hands will reach the construction of this kivoriy.

Dear my countryman Conrad, I must inform you that Prince Theodore is very worried, why Vladimir still did not come to the Embassy of our Christians Emperor. I am concerned too, for already a year and a half are in the dark about all that is happening at home. Please, his Eminence Archbishop Worms, possibly contribute to the early direction of the Embassy to Russia.

This letter will give you princely messenger, loaded in a way specifically for this, which can be considered another sign of the desire of Andrei Georgievich to establish friendly relations with our God-saved Empire.

The grace of God Yes be with you and all our brothers in Christ. Amen.

Sincerely yours, soul devoted friend servant of Christ Gottlieb-Johann.




(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/V-XII)


His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, count von Rosenau, by the grace of God a member of the Reichstag and the Abbot of the Imperial Abbey Niedermunster in Regensburg.

It was written in the city The hierarchy in the second day of September, 1159 ad


Glory to Jesus Christ forever and ever! Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad, my dear my Archpastor, countryman and brother in Christ!

First of all I want Express Christians, victorious, forever glorious Emperor Friedrich your humble loyalty gratitude for the decree to award I dignity of count of the Holy Roman Empire.

Deeply moved I the appointment of the Abbot of the Imperial Abbey Niedermunster in the glorious city of Regensburg, with the right to take upon returning home to a place in the Reichstag. If not mistaken, Imperial abbots have a number of rights and privileges, the number of judicial inviolability, sovereignty and the right of departure of justice in the territory belonging to them, and Imperial County? Never thought my modest contribution to the temple construction would be appreciated so high.

I received, my dear his Eminence, Archbishop, and your supportive letter. Especially nice I was to read in it the following sentence: "his Majesty made a deep the impression of naming the new chief of the city of Suzdal land in Getlistitem the glorious Imperial architect". (Indeed, if literally translate "city bears" in German, we get "Hotlisted" – approx. transl.). Do not think for flattery, my brother in Christ, but your insight is not always a peer. But, if you'll excuse me, I'm in my letters still going to call Hotlisted as it sounds in Russia, – Hierarchy, otherwise the New Bargain will have to call Neumarkt.

I do not doubt for a minute that such a high appreciation of his Majesty of my humble service became possible primarily thanks to your patronage, I bring you my my dear bishops, all the gratitude that was expressed and, God will give, not just to speak for Christians, the Emperor Frederick. And forgive me my dear Conrad, senile grumbling and grumbling about the fact that you're not was able to dissuade the Emperor from sending me to Russia. I never could come that thanks to your reports to his Majesty about my local adventuresI will be in August the eyes of almost a hero. Now it is clear to me that if I'd stayed in worms, it is unlikely that would have received such an honorable award. Again please do not consider for flattery, his Eminence, my brother, but you've always been famous for not only insight but foresight.

Pleased with me and my kind Archpastor that you greet, and I believe pleasing to God missionary work my joint mass with the clergy of the Byzantine Church. Frankly, I have not left the concern that this thee will not be approved.

Thanks to your letter now I understand why for so long I had to wait for the arrival of a new Embassy: our Christians the Emperor is in Italy with the aim of conquering the rebellious cities, I wish him success in this case, useful for the unity of our Holy Roman Empire.

I'm flattered and the fact that return to me will be given the Imperial order for the construction of a new the city's Cathedral in Regensburg. I have already appeared on this subject some considerations based on the proposed blessed memory, the Abbot Suger methods of unloading of the walls in order to increase the spans of the arches and window sizes. I even began sketching, despite still being very busy on the construction of Grand Duke Andrei Georgievich.

The Lord was pleased to welcome the Imperial Embassy, who brought such good news reached Bogolyubov accompanied by good weather and a fair wind, without misadventures and hardships except the inevitable fatigue from a long journey. Think you know the part of the Embassy, but just in case tell about it.

First of all call the papal legate, Rudolf, Bishop of Callantsoog, in the world of Baron von Atzingen. I had to meet him at the Imperial court, and only you, I guess I know him well. So I will not dwell on the description of this worthy Minister of our Holy Church, and go straight to the person who, it seemed to me, has much more Imperial orders to the Prince Andrew, rather than Bishop Rudolph. This Henry, Earl of Bethlehem, one of the highest masters of the order of Christ and of the temple of Solomon, and judging by the fact that his countflax is the birth place of our Lord Jesus, he is a high not only the Templars, but in the Kingdom of Jerusalem. At age this Templar is a little older than me and Bishop Rudolph, he's thin, the gray-haired man, kept straight, its nimble and quick movements give a skilled warrior not only in the past but in the present. And when he is, congratulating the award the title of count, looked at me with colorless eyes, I confess, even became not on itself.

The Bishop Koblinsky and Earl of Bethlehem came two more young nobleman, two knights of the Temple. The Bishop and the Earl do not speak Russian language, but these knights – in this perfection that can easily pass for Russian. I even envy them, because, freely talking on Russian language, I can not get rid of his verhneuralskogo reprimand.

With a noble gentlemen came at least a dozen servants and bodyguards, not including the charge of Prince honorary escort. In General, it is impossible not to note that the level of the Embassy of his Majesty to Prince Andrey Georgievich is much higher than to Prince George Dolgoruky.

He settled all the ambassadors in newly built guest mansion of the Prince in Bogolyubovo. Bishop Rudolph a lot of talking with Theodore and is with him the Liturgy, and count Heinrich Bethlehem receives frequent meetings of Prince Andrew. I hardly see now the Imperial ambassadors, for the common topics of conversation we have a few, and I'm busy the construction is in full swing work on the Vladimir Cathedral, Bogolyubovo built a fortress and a Palace, about which I told you the previous letter.(This letter in Vienna the library is not: it is either not reached to the recipient, or not preserved. But the General idea of the Bogoliubov the Palace, is a fortified complex of buildings, such as German "Burg" Sheet 5 "paintings and drawings", which, apparently, Gottlieb sent with some other letter – approx. transl.). God willing, next year will begin construction of a Gold and Silver gate in Vladimir.

But one conversation with the count The Bethlehem I remember: he wanted to know what I know about the Cup that carried to Russia. I told him. Then he asked if I had seen myself this bowl. I replied that it was in a sealed trunk under the protection of the deceased knight Arnulf from Caesarea, and I know about it only by hearsay. Then we talked some more about something, it seems, count Heinrich told me on the vicissitudes of the relations of our Christians by the Emperor with the Holy father, and then he again asked me the same issue if I wanted to check my veracity: if I had seen this bowl. I againhe repeated that he had not seen, and on this we parted.

I asked a question about this the Cup of Bishop Rudolph, count of Bethlehem because I don't dare to ask questions even though I don't understand why so timid before SIM Templar, though what are a count of the Holy Roman Empire, but he only had to count Jerusalem Kingdom.

His grace kindly and confidentially told me that his Imperial Majesty and the Prince Andrew, do not lose hope to find the Holy Grail. To do this, after the expulsion in Novgorod, Prince Sviatoslav Rostislavich the quest for the Holy chalice in Novgorod would have to be arrived with the Imperial Embassy of the knights of the Temple. I notice, my dear, my countryman, the Bishop spoke of the exile as solved the case, although Svyatoslav still reign.

And if the Holy Grail with God's help is found, the solemn Liturgy on the occasion of gaining shrines will jointly serve the two bishops Rudolf and Theodore. Then they the arc will take the sacred Cup for all Russian principalities, directly or indirectly induce the people to adopt the true Catholic faith.

Then I asked him Eminence, why the Templar order is accompanied by The Holy Grail for Russia. Bishop von Atzingen said that this sacred Cup it was the Templars found in the secret vaults of the temple of Jerusalem and gave at the disposal of the Holy Church and of the Emperor Frederick. So it is natural that they took all the trouble to deliver it to the future site acquisition.

I did not understand why the Holy Grail was officially impossible to find in the Holy Roman Empire. This Bishop Koblinsky said a reverent attitude of the people our blessed country to regaining the shrines were a few shaken because of the buffoons that his grace consider minnesingers and minstrels. Unfortunately, one of the favorite objects attention still buffoons, laughing lightly touch the Church, became The Holy Grail. Therefore, in the highest circles of the Empire and the Holy Church, it was decidedto send the sacred chalice for the solemn gaining on Russia, by the grace Of the Lord are unfamiliar with the songs of the minnesingers. The machinations of the enemy of the human race prevented the attainment of the Shrine in the year 6666 on the local calendar, when such the acquisition could be of the most benefit as a possible salvation from the expected Russian people for the coming of the Antichrist, but now such a triumph can be very useful for strengthening the influence of the Holy Catholic Church in Russia and the gradual subjugation of this country of the Holy Roman Empire, until the establishment of vassalage.

It became clear to me why late knight He did not turn back, after learning about the change of the Prince in Novgorod, and then on the death of George Dolgoruky that he would have time to organize a solemn the indwelling of the Holy Grail in Russia in the year 6666. I told him about it grace was about to ask another question: why in the Imperial the Embassy to George there was no Bishop, and the Embassy to Andrew is. But Rudolph background Matzingen prefaced this question with a story about the importance of Russia for the Empire in recent years has increased, because of the Emperor Frederick is not the bestway things are going in Italy, and in the Holy Land. So two years ago, when prepared finding of the Grail from George Dolgoruky of Kiev, was considered quite sufficient holding of a solemn mass celebrated by a Prelate of the second degree of the priesthood for example, Ferdinand of Landshut, a very sensible rector of the Kiev Catholic Church. Yes, and I have a second degree, I too could, if necessary, to celebrate the mass. But Andrei Georgievich has already been decided to send cleric third, the highest degree of the priesthood, with the rank of papal legate.

The explanation was exhaustive, and I just had to thank his Eminence and to tell him that I also contributed to future acquisition The Holy Grail: the arrival time of the Embassy has already completed a canopy-kivoriy over Holy-water bowl to the West of the entrance to the Bogoliubov Church. (See. Sheet 5 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.).

Bishop Rudolf von Matzingen this kivoriy, I can say without undue modesty, very pleased. It remains only to find the Shrine, the symbol of which will be the bowl under the kivoriy. I I sincerely wish the success of this charitable venture and I would be happy if the gain in Russia our Holy Church will ever lead to the fact that this country will become a vassal of our God-saved Empire. Russia for two years became my indifferent, in spite of all tested here hardships and dangers.

Moreover, recent adversity and danger – as we would like to believe that they were really the last! – by the will of God fell to me recently, soon after sending to you, my dear my brother in Christ, the previous letter (which is in the Vienna library no approx. transl.), and shortly before arrival to Vladimir blessed the Imperial Embassy. Will tell you of troubles in detail now, because happened they are primarily due to the unfortunate dual power in the Rostov diocese.

In early July, Andrei G. told me that he was going to build in Rostov a large white stone the city's Cathedral on the site of a wooden, built by Vladimir Monomakh and burned last year when a fire destroyed almost the entire city. I was surprised because the Prince wants to make a gift to living in Rostov, Bishop of Leon, but Theodore explained to me that Leon is not eternal, and the construction of the temple Andrey will help to consolidate princely power.

The Prince asked me if I make the layout and drawings of the new Cathedral, not riding up to Rostov. I said that some architects really work that way, but this is not my rules, I must certainly visit the site of the future construction, carefully examine it and pray to the Lord there.

Then Andrew and Theodore asked me to make a trip to Rostov. I was issued a protective certificates provided by a large military boat similar to the one on which we late Ratibor Borisovich went from Pskov, with ten armed rowers and steering by the name Frol. I took with him three servants, in order not to experience way no need. Truly God works in mysterious ways: if I knew then what all my companions are waiting for death, and I will be able to survive only by a miracle, experiencing poverty is literally in everything!

We sailed from Bogolyubov early July morning. The weather was beautiful and our boat was moving fast up the river Nerl – not that which flows into the Volga, and the one that flows into the The Klyazma: I think I already wrote to you about the great confusion of the two identical the names of the rivers. (See. Sheet 2 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). Already the evening we reached the little historic town of Sochi, where George Dolgorukiy built a new fortress and one of their five white-stone churches. This temple dedicated to Boris and Gleb, two young sons of Vladimir the Baptist, killed in princely strife and ranked as the Byzantine Church canonized martyrs. It looks almost the same as the Church, seen in Pereyaslavl, Georgieva and Vladimir, and placed the same near the shafts with side of the river.

Forgive me, Lord, but I was interested once again to see the fruits of poor the imagination of the architect Savva of Nazirovich, which he filled not only Suzdal: I recently learned that in the distant Galicia according to his drawings were built the Church of the Transfiguration of the Saviour. Besides, looking at his temples, I recalled the ill-fated contractor Jacob. So I didn't have any desire to go on the Bank and carefully read the Kideksha, only a notice for the attention of his Imperial Majesty, that the length of the shaft here for over half a mile (about1 kilometer – approx. transl.), the town stands on the cliffs above the Nerl and flowing into it by the river Heater is by local standards a major fortress.

We were in a hurry, because in a couple of hours upside Kamenka is one of the largest and oldest local cities – Suzdal, and I wanted to spend the night in it.

Suzdal is among fertile plains of Opole, and this contributes to its prosperity is not the first century. Now compared to Vladimir Suzdal looks modest, but all still not impressed desolate. Nearby the salt flats, and the city's flourishing variety of crafts – pottery business, metal, leather and bone. From here most of the mechanics on my construction. A local school of icon are known throughout Russia.

The ancient fortress Suzdal, fortified by the length of a little less than a mile (about1.4 km – approx. transl.) takes a steep bend of the Kamenka river. The shaft is quite small height – no more than three cubits (2 meters – approx. transl.) the walls are old and rotten in many places, but strengthening enhances the river surrounding the city almost all sides. In the fortress are just one gate, from which begins the main street leading to the great plinthite Cathedral, built during the Vladimir Monomakh. At the beginning of main street, on the right side, is former yard of George Dolgorukiy with the Church of the Transfiguration of our Saviour, next "twin" of the white stone churches Savva of Nazirovich. In addition, in Suzdal, as in other Russian cities, many wooden churches. Urban developmenthere is a lot unattractive than I've seen in all Russian cities: the Palace quite a few, not too little, as people got used since ancient times to live in covered with wooden roofs pits(huts – approx. transl.), and lives.

I spent the night in the mansion have Suzdal Governor, the next day toured the city, in the evening, the Governor invited me to the feast and after the feast the next morning our boat sailed away. We came back on the Nerl at Sochi and continued movement in the direction of Pereyaslavl. Nerl, calm even in its upper course, slowly flowed among the marshy plains, overgrown forests. We spent the night in the ship, because it was easier than to look for the night a little bit of dry places among the infinite "raised bogs" or something like that I had never seen, even at the Valdai hills.

Never in my life I don't had to meet and with so many mosquitoes. The air was literally filled, and even web was of little help. In short, I finally realized that God's punishment is prepared in Russia for every traveler and every local road with the risk to be, if not robbed by robbers or torn to pieces by wolves, then at least severely bitten by mosquitoes.

But in General the way to Rostov heavy was not from Suzdal took less than a week. A little not sailed to portage, in the river Trubezh, near the confluence of which in Klushino lake worth Pereyaslavl, we turned to the North in a tributary of the Nerl, and then passed some small lake among wetlands. I, unfortunately, do not remember the names of any tributary or lake, for when you're bringing in a large boat with all the amenities, the road is remembered much worse than when you walk every mile with great difficulty.

Then after the portage we went to the river with Sarah and her went down to the lake Nero. (See. Sheet 2 "Paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). The shore and the surroundings of this lake too boggy, and one of the few dry hills in the bend of the river Sary not far from its confluence with the Nero is an old settlement, which here is called the Town for Sarah or just Sarah (now does not exist, it the spot remained only the remains of ramparts – approx. transl.). Based on the significant the territory, surrounded by mud ramparts, there once was a big city, but then he for some reason was abandoned, and now it is nothing more than the village on the road from Opole to Rostov, standing on the Western shore of lake Nero, miles in seven (15 miles – approx. transl.) from the town of Sara.

Past the Town we sailed early in the morning. I was not there to approach, but three young warriors at the pier asked to stay, asked who I was, and carefully looked through my security credentials. However, they viewed them upside down – apparently, was illiterate.

I for the first time stay in Suzdal faced with the fact that I was traveling on Prince behalf, did not bow, did not offer to stop to rest and did not want happy journey. Then, however, I didn't think much of this coldness no values can be from now young people just was in a bad mood.

On the Rostov quay to we, too, came the soldiers, and the reception was equally cool. Again, no values neither I nor my companions have not given: as I explained to the steering Frol, the Rostov from the time when their city was the capital of the Principality, are the vladimirec down, calling them "kaminoseki and Divadelni", and that "their slaves". We introduced ourselves, presented diplomas to the left, as usual, to the protection of the rook of one of our rowers were scattered in the city.

Once Rostov was arguing with Suzdal for supremacy in the Principality. Now, it's just a quiet suburban town lost among the forests and swamps, far from major trade routes. After the great fire which occurred here last year, many houses still not yet been rebuilt, and their inhabitants either left or huddled not even covered wooden roofs, pits, and burrows (probably Gottlieb has in mind the dugout – approx. transl.). But still to come in the desolation of this city do not give salt crafts, fishing on the lake Nero, and most importantly – the presence of the Bishop. By the way, I had heard that the growth with the arrival of Leon has become almost a place of pilgrimage for all the unhappy Theodore, but again I have to say, not attached to this value.

The local fortress situated on the plain, one of the few dry places around the lake. Built it seemed to me, in even more ancient times than Suzdal, and is in an even worse state. Somewhere in the bloated shafts do not walls, some charred logs.

The main thing I realized – the new Cathedral will be close from the trees, hence, it is necessary to do high. Then I had the idea to build it with the six pillars inside, and with four, but with a head larger in diameter than average head construction of the Vladimir Cathedral. In other words, I decided to increase the average the dome, increasing the sense of grandeur when you are inside, and to emphasize the main advantage of Russian churches – and towering.

After the ascension of the Lord prayers for the gift of success in the construction of the future Cathedral, I was going to go to princely Governor Putyata Aronovich. I was surprised that a few met Rostovtsev me, I asked, where is the Palace of the Governor, did not know this. However, now I think they just didn't want to answer the questions Catholic Abbot.

And only the fourth or the fifth of the questioned showed this tower. But Putyata was gone. I gave he bowed and headed for the Marina. One day I was enough to meet to Rostov, and enjoy the hospitality of Leon I'm not going to.

When I got to our rook, I saw that Frol scolding rower, who was supposed to guard the ship, but left his post due to the fact that the local foreman was talking with him and offered a drink of home brew. Rower was justified by the fact that the foreman ordered to protect our boat to his soldiers, and none of the items are not lost. I suggested helmsman to continue the education of the oarsman on the way, and we sailed, going long until sunset to approach the Town for Sarah to stay the night either there or somewhere further.

Our boat slowly I moved on lake Nero. I was resting after walking around Rostov and admiring the surrounding beauty.

To the mouth of the river Sary remained, probably, about a mile (2 kilometers – approx. transl.), when we felt, under my feet squelching water. After half a minute the water flowed in the boat a broad stream through which went nowhere holes in the sides. Frol screamed that while rook stood on the Rostov quay, someone hacked it hole. I don't understand why she then went to the bottom immediately, but in the middle of the lake but one of the rowers realized that the holes punched in an empty ship, plugged them bakley, and when we got in the boat and she sank deeper plugs were under water gradually eroded the tow and rushed inside.

All that we discussed, frantically trying to bail the water out, but it came too fast. More a few minutes – and the ship disappeared from the surface, leaving only a small whirlpool.

We in the boat were fifteen people. Four went down immediately, because do not know how to swim. The rest didn't even try to help them: to the shore was far away and hope to swim was insignificant at all.

Thanks be to the Almighty Lord, I am a good swimmer from the time when a child swimming in our verhnebakansky lakes. Working in the glorious Palestinian city of tyre, I often went down to the sea and used to swim so far that they saw the shore just fine strip. However, then I was a quarter of a century younger.

With the surface of the water hard to determine the distance, but I figured that swimming need not forward to the distant The town of Sarah, especially not back to even more distant Rostov, and right to the low and swampy banks, on which grew a few crooked birches. Birch it was possible to distinguish, then, this beach was the closest. Besides, the Lord contrived me that if you sail directly to the mouth of Sarah, it will be to resist the swimmers. And if you go to the birch trees that was just across current.

I shouted his satellites, of which during this time under water have gone two more. Steering Frol and three rowers, large and strong men, didn't listen to me and swam directly to the mouth of Sarah. More I haven't seen them: perhaps they are unable to overcome the flow of the river. The other moved behind me. Praise the Holy virgin is the intercessor, the water in the lake on a hot July day was warm.

We floated for a long time. One then my other companion went under the water and saw him no more. I was saved the ability to relax in the water, turned over on his back. More than one of the victims the collapse did not know how, I advised them to try, but the first time not got no one. And when I finally got out on a low and marshy shore, there was no one. I was left alone.

I fell down and thanked The Lord for salvation, prayed for the souls of the drowned and tried to gain forces. But long lie I was not allowed mosquitoes: in the water I got rid of prevented sail clothes and remained only in underwear, and on the shores these are the evil creatures in abundance pounced on my vulnerable body. And I stood up, reeling from exhaustion, broke off a large branch and waving it from the bloodsuckers, wandered in side of Town on Sara.

The ground was so swampy, I sometimes fell above the knees, and sometimes, in order not to get bogged down, I had to get out to the lake and go around the dangerous places to swim. Last I had to do in order to get a little freshen up, protect yourself from mosquitoes and chill bitten body. Besides, it was very difficult to go barefoot: feet hurt something lying in the mud branches of trees, swamp sedge.

The sun was setting when I finally came to the Town. What I was, my brother in Christ, I think no need to explain. But salvation seemed near, and the wrong gait, suffering from hunger, fatigue and mosquito bites, I went into the city.

Don't know what I provoked The Lord, and for which of my many sins, he sent me to meet those three soldiers, who in the morning met me on the dock: apparently, that day they were sentries. I rushed to him with pleas for help but shocked he stopped on hearing something like: "wow, good Orthodox sunk, and the Antichrist came out!". Immediately they grabbed me and dragged me to the river. One of them asked the other where to get a stone and a rope to hang around my neck.

I realized that these soldiers know about what has happened to our boat. If they met us in the morning sent a messenger to Rostov, so that their confederates pierced the side of our ship? I think they. The fact that such hatred was caused by disagreements in religion, it became clear a little later. Until I remembered you have given me in Novgorod, the Council late knight Arnulf, began struggling to hang back and call for help so loud as never cried in my life. I fell the blows, but it was later: of houses began to run out people. The villains said to each other that nowquietly drown the Antichrist will come, and will have to call the Governor.

The Governor did not for a long time to wait. Waddle coming from a large hut and idly scratching his enormous belly, he looked at me and asked who I was and how it turned out. I was told that I By the grace of God Abbot of Baron Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau, architect of its Imperial Majesty, working for Grand Duke Andrei Georgievich, and that I the command of the Prince of Rostov examined for future construction of the Cathedral, and then the attackers sank my ship in the middle of the lake Nero, all my companions drowned, and only I was able to swim. The Governor had heard all this she and maliciouslyasked what I can confirm your words, except for the German accent. All the letters are drowned with the boat, so I could only offer to take me in Rostov to the Governor Putyata, which is again seen in Vladimir, and Hierarchy.

The Governor asked malicious soldiers who drove there this morning, the princely architect. Those looked at each other with sly smiles said passed, but I did not like they see me for the first time. The eldest of them approached the Governor and something whispered in his ear. He laughed and said that if a German does not lie and really came out when all were drowned, is a witch, and Bishop of Leon warned against sorcerers, which in those places very much, and recently, in Midsummer, they once again staged their demonic games. And if a German is lying,so he's a spy, because an honest man will not lie, and the Bishop of Leon warned against the Germans, preparing for a crusade to Russia.

Perhaps at another time this logic is worthy of our most ornate of the sophists, could be me amuse. I admit, my dear Conrad, that you will smile when you read it. I was no laughing matter for the Governor said today the hour is late and it is time to sleep, and tomorrow will be the judgment of God that will show the sorcerer is this German or scout. In the first case, it will be burned, and the second hanged.

The Governor went white-haired merchant, – as I understand it, the mayor of the Town for Sarah, and asked whether dissatisfied with the Governor Putyata Aronovich, and even Prince Andrey Georgievich, for it really seems to be princely master who came to Rostov with the world and good intention to build God's temple. But the Governor is recalled the words, it is said in the sermon by the Bishop of Leon, in Russia the churches should build only Orthodox masters, and infidel who dare his wicked hands touch to Russian shrines, is a blasphemer, that is, can belikened to the sorcerer. And to the question of the Governor, is ready to be Governor to refer to the words of the Lord in front of Leon with angry eyes the Governor or Prince, the unjust Sophist smiled and said that God's judgment will be conducted fairly and all dissatisfaction can be expressed only to the Lord Governor which Suzdal is the Lord of Leon.

Then the Governor commanded to put me in the "cold house", which was done. I think my brother in Christ, that this hut was called "cold" by some local custom or just because it was not furnaces and in winter must have been cold. But when I was placed there, it was hot and stuffy. The Windows in the house was not only short door. In the uncertain light of the torch in the hand of a warrior I noticed that on the floor lay a bunch of disgusting dirty straw. Then I slammed the door and I was left in complete darkness. Any food I brought. Even water was not.

Despite the heat and the heat, I beat the chills of horror, hunger, fatigue and aching mosquito bites. But the brain was working feverishly, for the sense of self-preservation in man is stronger and pain, and cold, and hunger, and despair. I confess, though I've tried to set up thoughts on a soul-searching way, but was thinking primarily about how to save his mortal body, for it is well known in the sad example of the knight Arnulf from Caesarea, what is the court which the local government blasphemous call of God. But how would this court or was conducted at anythe outcome was waiting for me more or less painful penalty. However, I was still one way: to require a court fight and to die in battle, for to fight on swords I could not even in his youth, rather than upset my late father, valiant Baron Karl von Rosenau.

I was reminded of Arabian tales "Thousand and one nights", which in Palestine I loved to listen to bedtime. There an evil Genie gives the hero a choice – to be broken hanging or recessed. The Governor of the Town for Sarah provided me with such choice, but I had to be hacked to death, hanged or burned.

Once again mole Gentlemen on mudrenee, I put my hand on his crucifix. I visited terrible idea, who gets this cross after my execution, and I thought, because it is made of pure gold and expensive, his executioners cut on a few pieces and divided, as it once divided the robe of our Savior. And then I figured out how to get at least a small hope for salvation.

To touch finding the door, I began to knock at it. After some time, the outside came a disgruntled voice the guard of the warrior, asking what I want. I said through the door that me Golden crucifix, and I'm willing to exchange it for his shirt, so as not freezing tonight and tomorrow to appear before the court in the slightest a decent form.

Came through the door the retreating footsteps, and all was quiet for a long time. I began to worry that my plan failed, but the bolt moved, the door opened and inside the hut entered the young warrior. However, his military affiliation was given only a battle axe, because he was dressed like an ordinary peasant. In one hand he held a hatchet in the other torch, over his shoulder was slung a shirt. He stuck his torch in the ground floor, handed me the shirt and told me to remove the cross.

But my plan was is not to be executed without the cross, but in the shirt. My plan was to begin with SIM guard to bargain and even to put him to sleep caution, forgive me God forced sin to use the Holy Cross as a means of trade. I told him, and this shirt is no good that it would be a shame to stand trial and that he brought another. The laughed and spoke about the "greed of the German infidels, even at the edge the grave was not thinking about the soul and about things". Squatted down, put the axe nextwith him and unfolded the shirt and began to show me how she is supposedly good and not ashamed to appear not only before the Governor, and before the Lord.

I need only this was. I grabbed the axe so quickly that the guard didn't even have time to get out the squatting position. Menacingly waved his arms in order to show that I own them skillfully, and after plotnichnye in Pskov I own the axe and really skillfully, especially because Russian battle axes not much different from carpentry. Then commanded the warrior to remove clothing. He obeyed. I tied the warrior his belt, gagged him with his mouth well underwear to put on, and they brought his shirt, and all of his clothes, which, praise Lord, I more or less approached. Left the guard lying on the floor and walked out outside, carrying an axe on his shoulder.

It was a late night, The town was deserted. From a side street came a warrior, but only welcome waved his hand, seeing in the light of the moon my silhouette with a battle axe: apparently took over one of his. I went to the pier, she was empty. Selecting a small boat, I sailed. Oars after traveling from Novgorod in Pskov I owned equally masterful as an axe.

Where was I to go? I don't doubt that after half an hour I'll be missed, and I will chase all the warriors of the Town for Sarah, and possibly Rostov. So move up the Sarah it was useless, I couldn't have alone, without food, to rise against of course, even to the nearest portage. But when we left Bogolyubov, Frol told that the river Sara empties into lake Nero from the South and North of it Kotorosl flows, at the confluence of which the Volga is the city of Yaroslavl. (See. Sheet 2 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). I decided to try to swim to Yaroslavl, good at swimming down the river I could not to strain forces. With Yaroslavl Governor I once met the Prince's Palace, and even I remembered that his name is Kurian.

And I brought the boat into the lake Nero and sailed along its Eastern shore, opposite to that on which is Rostov. But the day dawned, and I realized that as soon as pursuit, I will be seen on this lake at a glance. Then I went on shore, flooded the boat, so that the pursuers would not have found a place of my landing, and went through swamps and thickets to the North. I decided to take the lake shore to the source Kotorosl and there build a raft, fortunately I had the axe.

The whole day I walked around the shore of the lake, constantly risking to be absorbed by swamp muck. Reaching the source of the great river, I called our carpenter art and made several tree trunks the raft, which was cut so precise grooves in the longitudinal and transverse logs that they are tightly connected even dry, and when soaked in water, and all stood perfectly still. The edges of the raft, I stuck a lot of branches, in order to disguise it even from inattentive eyes. And at night I gently, producing no noise, floated down the river Kotorosl,the days they spent ashore, carefully hiding their raft in the Bush. A few once through the foliage I saw military boats several times – a merchant, but decided not to risk and not to give yourself even merchants.

Than I all this time ate – God knows. Picked berries, chewed grass, burdock, cones, even with deepest disgust tried eating bugs. Probably more experienced the traveler, having the axe, built to some snares for birds and small animals, but I don't know how. Thank the merciful Lord, though mosquitoes are not me very annoyed because of the endless swamps, a much-loved with these bloodsuckers, was replaced by dense forests where mosquitoes less. And the clothes I had enough to protect from insects.

One time I a day of rest on the edge of the forest because of the trees seemed to bear. Thanks be to the virgin, I this time not slept and immediately noticed him. I heard back from the Pskov climate control, summer predators, as a rule, they do not attack people, but still sprang to his feet and lifted the axe. Bear some time looking at me, then disappeared in often. However, then the Governor of Yaroslavl Kurian explained that I was saved then, I raised the axe and was much higher bear: it scares these animals, and that he could attack, especially if anywhere was close to the cubs.

A week after the salvation of "the cold house", in a torn and dirty peasant clothes skinny, overgrown beard, I came to Yaroslavl. Fearing that here can search for "sorcerer-spy", I got off the raft, lifted the axe with ax and hid it in his bosom, for weapons I could give. Went to auction and sold this axe. Then a little cleaned up, shaved, bought of food though and ate quite a bit, because ever since the Palestine remembered Covenant travelers: after a long famine you can't eat your fill,otherwise the stomach can not accept food, which leads to serious illness, and then to die, God forbid and the virgin Mary. But still the gnawing hunger I quenched.

Approaching the mansion of the Governor, I thought if I tried in a very ugly clothes to go inside and to say that I am by the grace of God Imperial architect, the Baron and Abbot, me could be considered crazy and kick him out. So I sat down nearby and patiently waited out of doors has not left himself the Governor of Acovic Kurian, and then already called to him. Glory to the virgin-intercessor, he recognized me.

Some days I rested in the mansion of Kurana, eating and constantly prayed for the souls of my drowned satellites. Forces on walks in Yaroslavl I had a little, but still can briefly describe this city.

It was founded a century and a half ago by Prince Yaroslav the Wise. The arrow Kotorosl and the Volga river usual for Russia, the wooden-earthen fortress called log city, length fortifications – about half a mile (1 kilometer – approx. transl.). These strengthen are in good condition: they were onovleny six or seven years ago, after the city was besieged and was unable to take the Bulgars. Yaroslavl Posad called earth city, during the siege, was burned by the same defenders: here it comes, in order to deprive the enemy of logs for construction of siege devices. But thanks to the income from the Volga trade Earth city quickly rebuilt, and its size has exceed the size of the fortress.

Stone buildings in In Yaroslavl there, and among numerous wooden churches stands the Church of Elijah The prophet, felled, according to tradition, by Jaroslav. I do not believe in such legends: is the most powerful of the great princes of Kiev had no other things than run a large carpenter's work in the far North-East the outskirts of the country? But nevertheless, citizens think so and are happy about it tell.

Back to Bogolyubov I went in a large boat, courtesy of Kurganom Akovica in my disposal. To me by order of the Governor went to two dozen Yaroslavl warriors. I first thought that the severity of these soldiers and their arms to the boat it's going down.

Kurian, young and hot boyar son, was advised to go to Rostov to the Governor Putyata and demand to punish the villains, but I refused, because he knew that to prove their guilt. broken boat resting on the bottom of the lake Nero, and no evidence against the attackers were not. When I told about the incident with me going Yaroslavl soldiers, I also proposed to punish the offenders, not only through Putyata, and by: to stay in the Town for Sarah and fists, – "wall to wall", as it is called in Russia, is to learn to respect the Prince and his messengers. Two dozenstrong and playful Yaroslavl men, probably, would to cope with lazy sarscene warriors, but I also refused: I just not enough cause strife and Yaroslavtsev Rostovtsev! So we did not approach either in Rostov or in the Town of Sara. And guards for sarskoe Marina stay is not required – must have recognized the boat of Coriana Akovica.

When I mercy Of the Lord have arrived safely in the Bogolyubov and told all about Prince Andrew G., he became angry and said that he would send in Rostov Vysata Nikiforovich, so he brought the order there, and that the construction of the Rostov Cathedral is postponed up to the time of Suzdal will be removed Leon, sermons which harm of princely power. However, I am in a few weeks, still a sketch the great temple in Rostov, that my is full of hardships and dangers of the journey at least it was not in vain. Soon the Prince will present the layout for the deletion of Leon,hope really only a matter of time.

And soon after my return came to the Imperial Embassy led by the Bishop Koblinski and Earl of Bethlehem, who brought good news. Now I worry: about me at home remember and appreciate my modest contribution.

And here, in zalissia grant me the dignity of a count made such a strong impression that almost all the boyars started to call me "sir". I first thought I'll never get used to it is very honorable for Russia the titles "Mr.," and especially "count", but, as we say in Germany, the habit of good comes faster than to the bad. However, the common people still call me A kafir: a couple of times heard on the street behind his back.

Very touched me and such a seemingly small thing: during my trip to Rostov to the Northern wall the Palace Church in Bogolyubovo was built the arch to move from the choir of the Church in Palace. The arch was blocked by several of the speakers on the wall of the Church. And the wizard to erect the arch, did not destroy these speakers, although it was easy shoot them down with a few strokes of the axe head, and use a way around them laying out the stonework is very intricate shapes. When I asked the foreman of the masons, what were these difficulties, he replied that every creature in the count inand a beautiful Church of the virgin, is inviolable.

Will tell you on this very topic another curious story: the day after the arrival of the Embassy, Prince Andrew gave the feast, all the ambassadors, of course, was invited, the question arose: how plant description the ambassadors for the Prince's table? And where now to put me considering my count advantage? The Prince took a truly Solomonic decision: granted all foreigners places of honor very close to himself and offered to sit in the order in which we ourselves deem necessary. I offered to take first among us Bishop Rudolf, for he is higher in ecclesiastical rank. Rudolph kindlysaid that since this feast is not the Church and the worldly, I have to sit above, because it is a count, he is only a Baron. Same conversation with the Bishop happened with count Henry of Bethlehem, and in the end we got the the heavenly and earthly hierarchy: the first I – by the grace of God, count of the Holy Roman Empire, then Henry of Bethlehem – count of the Kingdom of Jerusalem, then it grace, then, two young knights of the Temple. However, as my the late father Karl von Rosenau, God forbid, that life was not more serious difficulty than the accommodation of the guests at the feast.

I must tell you, to the Confessor, and that on nights I am often comes the form of a blonde Lyubomila – the same delights of a whore. I have made every effort to ensure in order not to be caught in the insidious network between us women, and Testament of our Lord cast these delusions of the enemy of mankind constant prayers and fasting. But I pray you, my kind Archpastor, about me this involuntary remission of sin flows into the temptation.

This letter will give you princely messenger, he will bring to the Empire reports prepared by the Bishop Rudolf von Tottington and Earl Henry of Bethlehem. As far as I could to understand his grace is accountable to his Eminence Trickim Archbishop, and the Earl in front of the Grand master of the knights Templar.

Once again I Express deepest gratitude to his Imperial Majesty, and you, his Eminence Archbishop Conrad, for the high honor awards count The Holy Roman Empire, member of the Reichstag and the Abbot of the Imperial Abbey. The grace of God be forever with you and all our brothers in Christ. Amen.

Sincerely yours, a servant of Christ Gottlieb-Johann.




(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/In-XIII)


His Eminence lordship Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, in the world count von Steinbach from Gottlieb-Johann, count von Rosenau, by the grace of God a member of the Reichstag and the Abbot of the Imperial Abbey Niedermunster in Regensburg.

It was written in the city of Kiev in the fifth day of August, 1160 ad


Greetings, his Eminence and his Conrad, my kind Archpastor, the countryman and brother in Christ!

That ended my the work in Russia. I was afraid I might have to stay here, as it is at the time happened in Palestine when king Fulk and Queen of Melisande didn't want me to let go until it is completely over the Cathedral in the Dash. I remember when I it was very difficult to explain to them that the Cathedral could finish and my assistant, and what's the first thing architect calculations, drawings and General arrangement construction works and not the observation of each stone.

But I wrote to you in previous letter (which, apparently, also has not been preserved – approx. transl.), that Prince Andrey promised to let me go home immediately after the consecration of the Vladimir Cathedral. And his promise to the Prince kept.

Vladimir fortress The Golden and Silver gates, the fortress and Palace in Bogolyubovo will complete without me. A construction of the city's Cathedral in Rostov and all stayed on indefinitely, because Leon still there, and to leave Suzdal like not going to. Drawings of this Church I, however, did and gave his assistant ULEB Katowice in storage until better times.

In June this year was completed the construction of the Cathedral in Vladimir. (See. Sheet 7 "paintings and drawings" – approx. transl.). I will not say that this is magnificent: it is it would be a manifestation of pride, contrary to Christian modesty. Have just the undeniable truth is that these temples one and never built.

Despite the fact that the Cathedral has not within the four pillars and six, it was almost cubic, but if looking West or East, it even stretched up. Sizes compared to Bogoliubov temples, I increased very considerably: Cuba – average almost thirty cubits (20 meters – approx. transl.), the inner diameter of the drum nine cubits (6,4 meter – approx. transl.). In this was some risk, because, after carefully studying the white stone, I realized that Savva Nazirovich not in vain built much smaller temples: winter in Russia severe frosts often replaced thaws, and a white stone absorbs moisture and thawed, that is the reliability is inferior to the bricks. But I could not increase the size of the Cathedral: otherwise it would be unclear why it is needed in Russia architect his Majesty.

At the closing of a large dome of the Cathedral I'm following the example of the legendary architects of ancient times were under it, so in the case of collapse to die with his creation. However, I was confident in their calculations, besides the temples usually fall, God forbid, either much earlier, at the beginning of the erection of arches or much later several years or even decades, when they begin their destructive impact sent by the Lord of rain, frost, snow, fire and lightning.(It happened assumption Cathedral in 1185, after the big town fire, he came to the state of emergency, was to strengthen built the high galleries new small chapters and in this form has reached our days – approx. transl.). But such acts usually command respect from ignorant people. I confess to you, my spiritual father, and the sin of ambition, but still I was pleased when you look at the closure of a large dome, gathered almost all the Vladimir. Even Prince Andrew has come from the hierarchy. I, however, square was not seen, for I stood inside the temple, including scaffolding, but when the dome by the grace of God safely closed and I got out, it was greeted welcome cries.

Aspiration of the temple up, which is a hallmark of local Church buildings, I reached through not only the total bachleorette, but the combination of high average the head and four small. The total height of the temple – forty-seven elbows (almost33 meters – approx. transl.), and ULEB noticed that in Kiev and Novgorod St. Sophia Cathedral below. North side is adjacent to the temple tower Theodore, where I made the transition from ladder tower leading to the choir of the Cathedral (on the Sheet 7 "paintings and drawings" Gottlieb depicted the temple without stair towers – perhaps to emphasize the grace of his forms. Approx. transl.). And that the citizens are better felt the solemnity of the entrance to the temple, I gave the arches on all sides, except the altar. Needless to say, how majestically looks this elegant and slender five-domed Cathedral standing on high mountain and eminent, even for a few miles out of town?

Brother Severin with students was decorated with the St. Vladimir Cathedral, various statues no worse than the Church in Hierarchy. The vaults were covered with lead, and the dome is copper, as in the Bogoliubov temples. All five domes in the near future should be gold plated, temple decorate with frescoes, icons and rich Church utensils, the vaults will set of gilded pinwheels, and goblets: the decoration of cups as symbols of St Grail suggested Theodore.

For still works Andrew G. invited artists from Byzantium and Palestine, and their arrival was expected about a month after the consecration of the Cathedral and I left home. And when all work inside the temple are finished, to put the icon of the virgin Mary, brought Andrey Georgievich five years ago from Vyshgorod, and the Grail, if he will be with God's help, found.

Blessed Vladimir the Cathedral of Bishop Theodore and Rudolph. The latter does not speak Russian, so they are Theodore was sung in Greek, and sometimes, because it turned out that his grace von Greek Matzingen Canon knows not completely, passed on Latin. I know how absolutely Theodore fluent in Latin, but not expected it in the same perfection knows our Latin Liturgy.

It seemed to me that the Prince Andrew wants to make Vladimir the temple a symbol of the unification of all the opposing forces of the Church, because he was invited and Leon. But Byzantine is not arrived: apparently, did not want to serve with Theodore and the Catholic Bishop. I, as usual, was sosluzhil lords among Vladimir priests second degree. I have to say, my brother in Christ that I, being in the front row with Protopopov, and heard behind me something like: "Worthless honest Orthodox to serve with the Latins". But this murmuring, thank the Lord, was quiet and timid.

The celebration was very lush, feasts lasted for several days, the people handed the Prince of Braga stocks. Andrew according to the precepts of the Lord, donated to the temple a tenth part of the income from the princely stud and Vladimir bargaining, and vast lands.

On one of the days celebrations the Prince asked me what reward I would get. I said they are humble Abbot of executing the Imperial decree, and no reward I don't need but a warm Christian words. I asked to reward their helpers first of all ULEB of Kotovich. Then Andrew has granted me the cloak from his shoulder. here is the award is considered very honorable, but by itself red the Prince's cloak was much more modest that I once gave Pereyaslavl Governor Chordata Stavic. And ULEB were granted to the nobles andreceived the right to carry a sword: I couldn't help smiling when he came to my Studio and to celebrate, began to practice fencing. Also nobility, he received money and land for construction of houses in Bogolyubovo. Other builders also was granted the money and the land.

A few days after the celebrations end I came to the Prince to say goodbye and to obtain security credentials for turning back to our blessed Holy Roman Empire. The road through Novgorod promised to be quiet because shortly before the Prince of Novgorod Sviatoslav Rostislavich were expelled – I think without the involvement of Andrew G., because the townspeople were invited to reign nephew Andrew, Mstislav. But it turns out I will not go through Novgorod and Kyiv. That's how it was.

On my farewell an audience with the Prince attended Theodore, Wisata Nikiforovich and Anba Yassin, who is called the Prince's steward and is some sort of official to special assignments. Prince Andrew hugged me and kissed three times, told me a lot of warm words, and then made a request: on the way home to drive through Kiev, in order to help the steward Abalu and Earl of Bethlehem to find the merchant Radko Of hotelovych.

I dared to ask Andrew G. the question of why there is a need to look for in Kiev Judas Radko, which I have, frankly, forgot to think, and what I can do. Prince Andrew has kindly told me that with the change of power in Novgorod was captured Treasury Sviatoslav Rostislavich, and it was all confiscated by the Imperial the gifts, including the magnificent oplechiy that Suzdal Prince asked me to give special thanks to his Majesty. (These opecia Andrew Bogolyubsky currently stored in the Louvre – approx. transl.). But the essential gift – the Holy Grail – were not found. It turned out that the Cup was given Radko as a reward for the accusation. And then this Judas, fearing punishment for their the mischief, went to Kiev, and, as found recently travelled to Novgorod housekeeper Anba Yasin and count of Bethlehem with his assistants, has still not returned. In his house, the steward and the Earl bowl. Apparently, Radko Jotanovic took her him to Kiev.

Theodore noticed that that the Cup of sorrow to the Lord went to the Judas of our time, seen the deep symbolism, and this in itself creates a need to find the Holy Grail, come what may. And Wisata Nikiforovich explained that I the only one left of the Imperial Embassy to Georgy Vladimirovich, I only will be able to identify Radko. So I need to just go to Kiev and look at passers-by, and if I see Radko, to tell Abalu and count.

Anba bowed the Prince and asked not to bother the count Gottlieb: they count Bethlehem themselves to cope with the search for Ratko. But Andrew said with displeasure that visit of the Abbot von Rosenau in Kiev is a done deal, because it is necessary to apply for receiving bowls every effort and use all even the slightest opportunity.

I asked how much time can be search Judas Radko, not always the same I look closely passers-by in Kiev. Anba reassured me that Kiev will have to spend no more two weeks because they count Heinrich will conduct its own investigation, and during this time, or find Radko, or if it's from Kiev went, you know where.

Andrey expressed confidence that I would be interested to see Kiev because this city an equal in Russia still has not. Then from Kiev I can get to Constantinople, which Prince calls Constantinople, like all Russian. And from there by sea to Italy, which is now the Emperor. According to the Prince, I will be useful first get an audience with his Majesty the Emperor to tell him about his travel to Russia, handing the Prince a message from the most flattering description of my work in Suzdal, and then to go to take your ImperialAbbey in Regensburg. The road through Kiev and Constantinople promises to be easy and peaceful because it is beautiful summer weather, in Kiev all is quiet, Constantinople, too. In the ancient capital of Russia for a year knait Rostislav The great – did I mention it, my dear, my countryman Conrad, one of the first letters, this is the Prince who for more than thirty years of rule in Smolensk. With SIM Grand Prince of Kiev relations Andrew though cool for Rostislav dissatisfied with the exile of his son Sviatoslav of Novgorod, but there is no war and notexpected. And the Byzantine Emperor Manuel is an ally and Russia, and his Majesty Friedrich.

Me hurry on home, did not want to lose two weeks in Kiev. But the Prince's words sounded convincingly, I am, forgive me Lord, have for Judas Radko the warm Christian sense, I do not want to leave his betrayal go unpunished, and the acquisition of the sacred chalice I think it is very useful for the consolidation of the influence of our Holy Church in Russia. And I agreed – it cannot be said that happily, but without much regret.

Indeed everything that God neither makes for the best: if I went home not from Kiev, and through Novgorod, it is inevitably passed to the New auction, and I probably would be difficult to resist from mortal the temptation to find a beautiful blonde harlot Lubomil. Praise the Almighty Lord has sent me the other way!

Severina I spent on vessel Empire through Novgorod, and brotherly hugged goodbye. God willing, we will meet again with this nice monk-silent, kind a friend and a wonderful stone Carver, for I am going immediately arrival in Regensburg to ask you, Archbishop Conrad, to bless translation brother Severin worms from the Abbey of St. Paul in Regensburg Imperial Niedermunster.

Replacing yourself in Suzdal the land of Severin are prepared, and now there are many young artists, capable grind of white stone statues of people and animals, and the intricate ornament. Prepared a replacement, and I instead of me is ULEB Hotovec. I explained to him the various intricacies of building Sciences and arts, and is now calm for the success of his future work.

I sailed on the following the day after brother Severin, not only in Novgorod and in Kiev, with Anba Yassin, Earl of Bethlehem and two young knights of the Temple. Andrew provided a large military boat with steering and sixteen warriors-oarsmen, still with us went to the seven servants. At the Marina accompanied me and Prince, and Bishop Rudolf von Atzingen, and Theodore, and Wisata Nikiforovich, and barely not all of Bogolyubovo and Vladimir, the nobility. I admit, I even shed a tear, touched by such a warm wires.

The road to Kiev really was easy and peaceful. Maybe I'm just exhausted adversity allocated to me by the Lord on Russian roads. From Bogolyubov we got already familiar to me through to Moscow. When driving on yauze I was looking for eyes the place where they attacked the wolves and lost the brave charioteer of Pron, but not found, for in summer it looks different than in the winter.

In Moscow we spent the night the Governor Jaroslava Lazarevic, who gave us a very kind reception, despite the fact that still worried about the execution of his countryman, head of the quarries Yan lukić.

Down the The Moscow river, we crossed deaf vyatichskoe forest and arrived in Kolomna, a small the fortress at the confluence of Moscow to the Oka river. This fortress belongs to Ryazan the Grand Duchy is a vassal of Chernigov. As is often the case with far suburbs near the border with more powerful neighbors, this city tends more to Vladimir than to the Ryazan, Kolomna so we met with a warm reception warm up in the bath and spent the night in the mansion for the guests of honor. However, does not free, but money Ambala and Templars enough, and I was the Treasurer of the PrinceAndrew actually gave on the road so much, that would be enough for three trips to the Empire, and with all the imaginable amenities.

Climbing up along the Oka river we turned in the river Ugra, and then into a small river, whose name I sorry, I forgot, for it was already full of thoughts about the impending meeting with the blessed homeland. Then through a large and habitable portage (now this place is the town Vyazma – approx. transl.) we went to the river Vyazma. It was already Smolensk earth, the ancestral Principality of the current Grand Prince of Kiev Rostislav Mstislavovitch.

Vyazma has led us to The Dnieper, one of the largest rivers of God's world, in the upper reaches dominated by Smolensk, and in the middle reaches of Kiev. Flows into the Dnieper in Russian sea (Black approx. transl.), which is already a direct path to Constantinople.

Two weeks after departure from the Bogolyubov we reached Smolensk. Time to learn the details SIM city I was not, for we came up to him in the evening, spent the night and the next morning they set sail. But what I saw impressed me: the city is very great, its territory reaches not less than two hundred acres (about80 acres – approx. transl.), the middle part is located on a high about seventy cubits (50 meters – approx. transl.), the hill above the Dnieper, and strengthen and extend on the adjacent hills. In the city are the stone Prince's tower and a large stone Cathedral, built in the early this century by Vladimir Monomakh. There are stone cathedrals and the surrounding monasteries. I want to remind you, my brother in Christ, that the word "stone" is a generalization: construction of hewn natural stone is just in Suzdal and Galician principalities, and in all other Russian lands, and in Smolensk, used plinfa, sometimes in combination with small boulders or fieldstone.

And finally, we arrived in Kiev. This town is surrounded by vast steppes with a small copses, on the high right Bank of the Dnieper river, separated by many rivers to big hills. Almost every of these hills is not the first hundred years are settlements: mount Schekovitsa Horevitsa, Detinka, Bald mountain, Kudryavets, Potters, Berestovo, and many others whose names I do not managed to remember for the days spent here. The Central part of the city is on the Old mountain up to a height of one hundred and twenty cubits (about80 meters – approx. transl.) above the level of the Dnieper.

Russian princes were strengthened Kiev a few centuries, and now the lines of the shafts can be traced to the city of Vladimir The Baptist with the so-called Desyatinnaya Church dedicated to the virgin Mary, and the city of Yaroslav the Wise with the largest in Russia stone temple – the Holy Sophia. City fortifications, as usual, the wood-land, height of trees on the plain reaches seven cubits (5 meters – approx. transl.), over the cliffs shaft much lower, and sometimes non-existent. In the city of Yaroslav are stone Golden gates, familiar to me according to the description of the ULEB Kotovich. Other wooden gate. Around Kiev in many monasteries, fortified ramparts and Palisades, some even with fortified walls and a large stone temples.

At the bottom of Dnipro is the so-called Hem, reinforced only by a palisade, even without the shaft. If the upper town mainly lives of the noble class and rich merchants, at the hem settled poor artisans and merchants. There there are a large Kyiv trade and monastery of merchants from different countries, and our glorious Empire. There is a small wooden Catholic the Church where I go to pray, meeting a warm welcome from his the Abbot Ferdinand of Landshut: about this Prelate me a year ago told Bishop von Atzingen.

The total area of Kiev is almost a thousand acres (approximately400 hectares – approx. transl.) and live here like I thought, not less than one hundred thousand people. The buildings, as in other Russian cities, mainly wooden, although there are stone towers. In General, Kiev gives the impression of a thriving the city, despite the frequent change of rulers from the princely civil wars. The prosperity of these things are caused, firstly, by the centuries passing through the city large shopping ways, and, second, the capital regulation: almost each of the many Russian princes considers it an honor to be heretower, and then some, but once in power, any Grand Duke of Kiev not Rob, and equips it.

However, the people of Kiev are unable forget that George Dolgorukiy, leaving their city after losing a war with Izyaslav Mstislavich, took all the local Treasury. I remembered that Yakov Osipovich, may the Lord have mercy on his sinful soul, once told to me, that this wealth is allowed to start Dolgoruky in 1152 A. D. big stone building in Suzdal. However, when after three years George again became the Grand Duke, built in Kiev, two large stone towers: one in the city of Yaroslav, the second – on the opposite side of the Dnieper.By the standards of Russia these towers are very luxurious, and they are called palaces: the first – "red", that is "beautiful", and the second even "Paradise". After the death of George these palaces were looted. It now belongs to the Grand Prince Rostislav Mstislavich.

Special mention St. Sophia Cathedral, built by Yaroslav the Wise. This temple is different in that topped with not one, not five, but twenty five domes located ledges, starting with twelve domes without drums on the premises of the second tiers of galleries. Above them are eight domes in low light drums, and more above – four chapters on high drums around the large middle dome with a diameter of more than ten cubits (7,7 meters – approx. transl.), height from the ground forty cubits (29 meters – approx. transl.). From a distance this conglomeration of gilded domes and impressive, but upon closer inspection, even more so when you are inside, there is a feeling chaos. However, the same impression and appearance of all Byzantine Church buildings of the last centuries. Whether I could overcome this chaos in the Cathedral of Vladimir and Bogolyubovo churches – let the Lord judge and strict offspring.

We stayed in the neighborhood from Saint Sophia Cathedral, Suzdal in the yard – a large yard with several chambers provided for a modest fee, travellers from Suzdal of the earth. If this farmstead will want to stay a merchant, for example, from Chernigov, he must pay two times more. In the courtyard there are the Palace for honorary guests: if I came to Kiev Andrey Georgievich, then this tower would be provided him and his entourage. There we dwelt: our position gives right to do so. The officers of this Church – the old princely combatant GlebAmnesic, the acting Ambassador of Prince Andrew at the court of the Grand Duke Kiev Rostislav Mstislavovitch. In the courtyard there is an excellent bath, which is on arrival we attended with pleasure.

Relations with the satellites from I had a good, although they behave with me some distance that no wonder I have no friendship with any of them, soon we part and who knows would see each other again, although, of course, all in God's hands. In the morning we go: I want to explore the city with the indispensable entry to the auction, where I most hope meet Radko of Hotelovych, they're somewhere else. Usually have lunch together in the great hall of our Palace.

By the way, I'm not talked about the Prince's close Anbal Yassin, although I saw it many times still from the first days of work at the Prince of Suzdal. This middle-aged man, with Eastern facial features. He himself is not as gentle, and how to curry favor with nobles, there are a few kowtowed to the carriers of generic titles, but one feels that if he will have the opportunity to show his authority, he will show the most brutal way. In the presence of the Earl of Bethlehem, not owning the Russian language, he speaks excellent Latin, previously heard by me in Russiaonly from Bishop Theodore. Somehow, Ambala also very interested in if I had seen their eyes the Cup that He was carrying. One time he asked me this question alone, and once in the presence of the count of Bethlehem. Of course, both times I sincerely responded that he had not seen.

For ten days already I are in Kiev. Any audience with Prince Rostislav, or any of its close we were not invited, none of the Kiev special attention to us drew, even my Abbey vestments no interest, although I notice I increasingly get to know and greet, especially on the marketplace.

My kind Archpastor Conrad, I finish this letter, because tomorrow at our blessed Empire here sail German merchants and I'll get it. Their path, like mine, will run through Constantinople, and I also sent them a letter to his longtime friend, Byzantine architect Irakli Sinistrate. We befriended him another quarter a century ago in Palestine while working on the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, he now lives in Constantinople, because the Lord has allowed me to go through this glorious the city, by the way, I would like a couple of weeks to stay with Heraclius. HopeI his work in Russia deserve a little vacation.

From Kiev I will sail through five days. Already agreed with a large Byzantine caravan, I will be created all the conditions for relaxed and fatigue-free travel, including private room, good food and the necessary servants. This is not cheap, but as I wrote above, Prince Andrew had provided me with more than sufficient funds.

Hope to see you soon with thee, my dear Archbishop. The grace of God be with thee, and all our brothers in Christ, may your days be full of joy and success, bless you Almighty God countless years. Amen.

Sincerely yours, forever loving you and with your whole soul devoted friend servant of Christ and a countryman of yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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His Eminence Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, from a slave of Christ Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau.

It was written in the city of Kiev in the thirteenth day of August the year 1160 A. D.


Greetings, his Eminence Archbishop Konrad!

I will tell you that happened and you think, please, you can do something to fix it. You my dear, my countryman, always famous for a clear mind and vision, so I yet do not lose hope.

A few days after departure you the previous letter I was walking down the stairs of our towers, and all of a sudden heard behind the wall loud voices speaking in Arabic. I interested, who would in Kiev, Suzdal farmstead to talk in Arabic, listened and learned: count Heinrich of Bethlehem, two young knights Temple and housekeeper Anba Yasin. And if the knights Templar, whose main activity being in Palestine, Arabic is almost essential, from Prince's official Ambala this I did not expect.

Mentally figuring the plan the building, I realized that the staircase passes by the room count of Bethlehem, and because interior walls are usually bad are caulked in the cracks between logs voice was perfectly audible. But these knights did not hesitate loud talking, for they thought that no one else can own Arab: I never never told that the good have studied it, when they built churches in Palestine. For past twenty years I'd forgotten this language, and vulgar Arab workmen, probably, could not understand. But the speech of the nobles,praise the Lord, was clear and fine.

Curiosity is a sin, but not death, so I stopped and began to listen. The Templars were talking about some destination your order, and I have a feeling that it was Anblu knows all this. Then one of the young knights said with displeasure that it is not necessary had to go to Kiev and to lose so much time, would be immediately bought in Novgorod and all. For this Anba said that Kiev was hoping to find Radko and Novgorod now reign Mstislav, the nephew of Prince Andrew, and buy it all like that on the marketplace in Vladimir, all immediately know about it. Earl Of Bethlehemsaid that everything the Lord does is for the best: he studied in Kiev, it shall be useful in the future. On this the conversation ended and I continued on his way down the stairs.

What was discussed, what and where I had to buy, then I, unfortunately, do not understand, otherwise all could have been not so tragically.

The next day we like usually, in the morning dispersed. I walked around the city, but for the bargain to look did not become, for to go on the Hem was far away, and no hope to meet Radko, I'm not fed. So I went back to Suzdal the compound much earlier than usual.

Entering the large room where we had lunch everyday, I saw the two young knights going to put in the trunk of a big vase that I have seen on the marketplace in the shop goldsmith Swarna: I've been to Kiev bargaining that could to navigate there with my eyes closed. Similar vases have Swarna stood a few, three was the most subtle and delicate work, and knights, apparently bought one of them.

Passing by in his the room I without any second thought said: "On the marketplace from Swarna bought? Beautiful vase". Told, passed and forgotten, because I decided that it's just a rich gift someone in Suzdal or in our Empire. At lunch the talk was about something insignificant about a vase I don't remember my companions about it it is also not start.

After lunch I like usually, I have decided to walk a bit. Went to the stairs and heard from the room count Heinrich of Bethlehem, excited conversation. Talked, just like last time, in Arabic, and because of lowered voices.

One of the young knights Temple said that for the greater glory of the Lord must be put to death of the Abbot Gottlieb, who knows that Radko is not found and the Grail really is vase bought at auction from Swarna. Anba Yassin said that the architect sorry, he the person is talented and intelligent. The other young Templar, noted that the worse is that stupid, because it can cause the charity case of finding The Holy Grail the greater the damage when you slip. The Prince's housekeeper asked why the Abbot will not be able to keep the secret. Count Heinrich said that histhe Confessor, the patron and countryman von Steinbach, the architect certainly all will tell, and the old Franconian schemer Conrad enjoys in the Imperial court large influence, and how he uses the knowledge of the truth – God knows. I'm sorry, my brother in Christ, but I'm just passing on the word count.

ANBAU seem do not want to kill me, and he offered to tell me that the vase from Swarna was just supposed to be a gift to someone in the Empire – but at least himself to his Majesty. Then I happily will go to Constantinople, and they on the way back to Suzdal will buy another vase somewhere in Smolensk and give for the Holy Grail.

The Templars in one voice answered the steward, that the architect is too smart to fully believe in the veracity of this story, and all your doubts immediately will share with the Archbishop of Worms. So the risk is too great.

Then Anba suggested to continue the search for Ratko: suddenly still be able to get a real Cup?

In response there was friendly laughter. One of the young Templar said Radko manage to find time for held in Kiev, the days found out that this Judas had left town to an unknown direction, and, moreover, there is no certainty that the Cup he took with myself and not sold or given to anyone. And then the count of Bethlehem soft and insinuating voice explained Ambalu that knight of the Temple is not proper, such naive, because there is no significant difference between vase, purchased in Kiev the master Swarna, and vase, which was delivered late brother Arnulf: last waspurchased on the marketplace of Jerusalem, the master of Gates. So all even better, for Swarna vase has a more elegant finish.

As you can see, my dear countryman, Anba was a Templar: don't know how it combines these things with Byzantine religion. But such monstrous cynicism it seems not was ready. He paused, then asked, is it possible in this case to buy another one vase from master Gates in Jerusalem and re-send it to Russia as Imperial gift: like as the Grail disappeared and then miraculously again appeared in the Holy Land. Then it will be possible to spare the architect, after all he is so many beautiful temples built.

One of the young knights said that inventing such a complex mystical stories can lead to undesirable consequences, as with the head of John the Baptist, at the same time located in Rome, Damascus, Amiens and Antioch, and elsewhere in Armenia. And too much time will be spent on the new journey to Jerusalem. And all will be excellent: you can come back to Prince Andrew with a bowl and report back what is found in Kiev Radko of Hotelovych and took it from him. Then already in this year will be arranged the solemn finding of a joint worship service of Rudolph and Theodore, and allwill be happy. And from the architect with the help of God to get rid of it is easy: throw in the Dnieper – and all things.

Earl Of Bethlehem replied that the architect's drowning in the river – it is very troublesome, because the history his salvation in Rostov shows that he is a great swimmer, so you'll have where to look for a large stone, in order to bind him on the neck, and then to drag it on the streets of this stone to the Dnieper. So the best "snake bite", which this night and will have to make for the greater glory of the Lord. And because of this dagger – with a forked blade and a groove for flow of the poison into the wound – with him not, come and ordinary thin dagger, laced with poison. It'll be just like the snake crawled to the room, and bit, it happens.

One of the young Templar asked whether found in General in Kiev poisonous snakes. Anba Yassin, the result agreed with the inevitability of a foul murder, began to tell as two hundred years ago from a snake bite there died the Prince named Oleg, who this was predicted, but as-that not so...

Me the story about the Prince Oleg was not interested, and I went outside, shivering from the shock and horror. I it became clear all the way up to why the Earl of Bethlehem and Anba many times asked if I had seen with my own eyes the Cup that carried the deceased knight Arnulf. I guess if I saw her, then snakebite would have suffered me yet before. And so the reason for my death sentence was only by chance break a word about the fact that the vase purchased from Swarna. Correct to say we have in Franconia, that the worst enemy of man is his tongue!

And what was I to do? Return to Suzdal farmstead meant to be given into the hands of evildoers. All my money, except for the little things that I took with him on walks, he stayed in the mansion. Security credentials, of course, too. For travel to Byzantium I have not paid, and now, it turns out, was nothing. To seek protection at the Ambassador Gleb Amnerica was useless: I saw him Crouch in front of the Prince's steward by Anba.

Who could protect me will Almighty Lord? The saving thought came soon: Rostislav Mstislavich. Grand Prince of Kiev could not wish for a strengthening of Suzdal land, which inevitably would happen in the event of the finding of the Grail there. I understood that to come to the Grand Duke and tell meant to jeopardize the company, carried out by the Templars, but, God knows, they deserve it fraud shopping vases on the marketplace, blasphemous cynicism and willingness to villainous crimes.

The day is drawing to in the evening, when I came to the Prince's Palace and asked to report that great Prince Rostislav wish for urgent and secret business to see Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau, by the grace of God Abbot of the Imperial count of the Holy Roman Empire. In a few minutes I went to the Butler, bowed respectfully, said, that the Prince is resting, and asked whether the case of count von Rosenau to be resolved tomorrow. I put on extremely mysterious and at the same time the noble look and said it is very urgent and concerns the publicinterests. After a quarter of an hour I was ushered into the chambers of the Prince.

I think my brother in Christ, what in this letter makes no sense to describe, looks like the Grand Duke, as a his chambers and as he greeted me. Let me just say that after as I introduced myself to him and without reserve told the whole story from the ill-fated vases he invited his approximate Giurato of Simkovich, which, as I understand it, when Prince is someone like the Chancellor, and asked again. I said.

Gyrata asked my opinion about knows about the fake Prince Andrew. I replied that it was unlikely: Anba on my farewell audience asked the Prince not to send me to Kiev, but he insisted on my trip, so was hoping to find Radko and bowl.

Rostislav Mstislavich advised me not to rely on the sincerity of the princes, especially his "kind brother" Andrew. But Gyrate said that first, anyway you to try to act on the basis that Mr. G. knows that the knights Templar was cheating on him, and just to show him proof of deception. But if Prince of Suzdal, God forbid, and he participated in the fraud, then it can only be stopped with the word all over Russia.

The Grand Duke of this agreed. To bargain to the master Swarna was immediately sent messenger – to buy a similar vase. Gyrata, Simkovic had this vase needs to go to Bogolyubov to Andrew, to tell the Prince all show a vase and wait until back insidious Templars and brought the same than myself completely will expose. If Andrey really not in cahoots with Simi scammers, he will understand and will not be trying to make gains fake bowls. If in collusion, Rostislav'll make about this infamous history will become known to all.

Gyrate noticed that if the Templars would guess that the Grand Prince Rostislav Mstislavich led preparing a hoax, then throw the Cup, purchased from Swarna and buy some another in Smolensk and Ryazan, and then not be lazy to go for this Jerusalem, and to prove their fraud will be much harder. Prince said to know they will be nowhere, because the Abbot Gottlieb will remain in the Palace as long as the Templars don't leave Suzdal. But Gyrata said, that the disappearance of Abbot and might give them the idea that deception is exposed.

After much thought it was decided that the only way not to scare the villains: they have to know that I died because of some accident, make sure my death, and then quietly go to Andrew with a vase from Swarna.

When taking such the decision, Rostislav and Gyrate looked at me, I still feel like broke: I have decided that now they will cause some master of dark deeds told me to kill, and to present the Templars my dead body. And, indeed, was caused by a Vruyr, bearded Maypole of a very sinister-looking, clad as a wealthy farmer. He was commanded "to make to the city mortuary lay the corpse of the Abbe Gottlieb, fallen victim to street robbers," but with one for me, a significant difference: "the corpse of Gottlieb" had to be me, andsome recently deceased tramp like me.

I was born dress someone from the Grand servants, I dressed down to underclothes, and Vruyr, carrying all my clothes, Abbey, took me through the dark deserted the streets.

Urban dead represents a large hut at the hem. Two local workers, apparently not the first time it was to obey such orders, because they heard about the need to find some late drifter and turn it into the Abbe Gottlieb, did not surprised and began to light a torch to take away the stinking corpses, in disorder piled on the floor.

I will not, my brother in Christ, you describe that sight: not until now. Let me just say that the body age-appropriate and addition in the mortuary was not found. I have again all inside tremble: I understand that if the appropriate bodies are not there, then better suited myself. Hung a heavy pause, interrupted by the words of one of workers that he had seen in the almshouse at the Church of the virgin pirogoscha similar the old man, and he was kind of dying, and a hospital has its own mortuary, and he could stay there. Vruyr left with this employee, went out somewhere and the second worker,she took the torch and closing the door on the latch: apparently, he was told to follow me to run, but he chose me just lock up. I was left alone in the horrible stench and the dark, offering prayers unto the Lord for salvation.

Salvation came hours two in the form of Vruyr and workers dragged the body of a man, who had with I have nothing in common except height and build. But I soon realized that more nothing was required.

This unfortunate the deceased was dressed in my Abbey vestments, clean shaved, hair cut and nails, washed hands and feet and gave them a sleek look with a mixture of white and blush, vystrigli tonsure and slipped lividity on the body: he died recently, but the street was the heat.

Vruyr came up to me and imperiously held out his hand, demanding my crucifix. I had no forces nor the desire to resist, but I still tried to argue that nothing terrible in the absence of my cross on the dead man will allegedly attacked the robbers were able to take it off. But Vruyr reminded me that I was in charge of from the time Novgorod: Russia crucifix not be removed from the victims of even the most inveterate killer. The hand of this terrible man again reached out for me, and I gave my the cross, which was immediately hung on the neck of the dead body.

Then Vruyr with terrible force struck the deceased a blow with an axe on the head, roskrow it almost in half so the face was unrecognizable. Blood in the body has long been folded, but workers brought two fluttering chickens, cut off their heads and thickly sprinkled their body blood. The hair of the deceased was more gray than mine, but thanks to the blood is became unnoticed. The eyes differed in color, but they were closed and put on them the copper coins.

The deed was done, and I took him by the hand into the Palace of Rostislav mstislavovitch, for after the horror I myself could not go. The next few days I spent in the Palace from the comfort of the room allotted to me – not because it was forbidden, but because she repeated the attack, lived through me in Vladimir. I could not stand up, eyes dark chest ached, I was breathing hard, the delirious nights and, God forgive me, called the very Lubomil. Came the Grand healer, let me blood, I feel a little better, but I still lay there not getting up. I tried to get up,only when the door opened, and my room became Grand Prince of Kiev.

Rostislav Mstislavich told me not to climb, and sent servants set down at my bedside and with the kind smile said that, in his opinion, was to contribute to my to a speedy recovery.

The day after I came to the Grand Duke of Suzdal in the early morning on the farmstead was a city official and announced that on the eve on the street was hacked to death the unknown robbers in the garb of a Catholic Abbot, and because now in Kiev has no other abbots who also arrived from Suzdal land, he asked Ambassador in morgue to come and identify the body.

As expected, Gleb Amnesic came in morgue not one, but together with the Templars. In the twilight, the stench and surrounded by other corpses they were not too carefully consider they brought the mutilated body. Anba Yassin came over, loosened his collar Abbey vestments and showed everyone my crucifix that my malicious companions saw many times when together we soared in the bath. Even if they had any doubts, after that they vanished completely.

The Templars were offered to either take the "body brutally Umarsultanov the Abbe Gottlieb" Suzdal Principality, or to bury themselves in Kiev, or for a certain fee, charging the funeral of the Kiev authorities. Since the villains took the time to Bogolyubov and didn't see any point to carry with him a decomposing corpse, chose the third offer and even paid extra money for the Catholic Requiem mass. They were given the instrument of my death, and they have the next day sailed. But worry that they will overtake Giurato of Simkovich notworth it: he left the day before and not the river, and a direct overland, which leads from Kiev to Suzdal from the time of Vladimir Monomakh.

Having finished his story, Rostislav returned my crucifix and asked, do I understand that the order of the Temple will not forgive me this story. I answered that I understand. Then he asked if I seek asylum in the Grand Duchy of Kiev. I said "Yes". The following the question of the Prince was my willingness to go to the Russian citizenship and to take Orthodoxy, without which asylum is impossible. I replied that I understand that, but my Christian duty to pre-consult with the Confessor, that is, with you, my most Reverend fellow countryman Conrad. The Grand Duke was allowed to writeyou, and at the time even gave me content Sotsky: it far from the captain, but when my modest needs well enough, considering free accommodation in the princely mansion. The Prince also promised to think about any hardware order for me.

Rostislav Mstislavich not said in vain that his story will speed up my recovery: I really it became easier and now I feel so well that even a little walk around the yard.

That's all I wanted to tell you, my dear brother in Christ. I understand that jeopardized, and perhaps even tore the acquisition in Russia of the Grail. But try to understand me: on one side of the scale were the interests of the Holy Catholic Church and Prince Andrey G., on the other – the mischief of the knights Templar and my own life. The second bowl could not outweigh, although, of course, the Lord is our judge.

This letter will send it to you monastic post German merchants, sailing from here to Venice. Waiting for your answer, in Kiev, the Grand Prince Rostislav Mstislavich.

The grace of God may with you. Amen.

Sincerely yours Gottlieb-Johann.




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Conrad, Archbishop of Worms, from the Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau.

It was written in the city of Kiev in the fifteenth day of December of 1161 A. D.


Greetings, my dear, my countryman Conrad!

Bring you a deep and sincere thanks for your letter, and especially for two sentences in it: "Confidential audience, this his Imperial Highness count Henry Bethlehem, lasted more than two hours" and "His Majesty, in spite of my intercession, very angry at you for the failure of the charitable mission of finding in Russia the Holy Grail". I understand what these things mean.

What can I do if I come in the Empire, objected to the charges of the knights of Christ and of the temple of Solomon? To prove they were going to kill me brutally, is impossible. As for the fraud with fake Grail, the Templars will either deny them or argue that have made them "for the greater glory of the Lord." If they behaved themselves otherwise, the Emperor Frederick was not angry at me for the failure of the mission gaining of the Cup, and thanked him for the disclosure of the fraud and attempted murder.

So forgive me my dear countryman, but I will not follow your advice to put yourself in the hands Lord, to rely on judicial immunity set for members The Reichstag and the Imperial abbots, and return to the Empire. What is forensic immunity is not already in the position of a member of the Reichstag before August anger? Both of us knows many cases when I flew much more the high and seemingly untouchable head. And whether or not to say that there are many ways to get back at me and without Imperialthe court? Remember though "snake bite" which was discussed by the Templars on Suzdal metochion in Kiev.

I guess I could would lure in the Empire, promises and promises, and that you didn't do and was open with me, I will take your last service to a fellow countryman. Save God be with you.

After receiving your I could not accept the offer of Grand Duke of Kiev Rostislav mstislavovitch to take Russian citizenship and Orthodoxy. Rite my adherence to the Orthodox faith took place in the summer SIM, and was attended by Prince Rostislav. The difference in the Orthodox and Catholic articles of Faith consists only in adding the procession of the Holy spirit not only from God the Father, but and from God the Son, so no significant difference I far from theological subtleties, did not notice. My patron saints were John the Evangelist, and mythe name in Russia now, John. And as for the noble and respected people here made the naming is patronymic, John Karlovich.

You wrote that in the case of my shift to Byzantine Church will be forced to take me an apostate. But remember what I said to the deceased knight He from Caesarea four years ago, when he accused me of cowardice: not all to be trainers of lions. And it can't all be martyrs, ready to die for faith. And whether or not the death of faith, allowing "for the greater glory of the Lord" issue for the great Shrine of ancient vases made by the Jerusalem master Getelem or Kiev master Shvarna?

Once I remembered goldsmith and vases, it will tell you what ended ugly the story of the acquisition in Russia of the Grail.

Gyrata, Simkovich came to Andrey Georgievich, brought him Swarna bought from the vase and told me. Soon came the Templars, and brought the same vase. Prince of Suzdal was scary angry, or, as suggested by a girl who told me that Rostislav Mstislavich, under the threat of publicity, the nefarious machinations with vases pretended that angry. Ambala Yassin was imposed opal, and Bishop von Atzingen, Earl of Bethlehem and other knights of the Temple was immediately sent home.

Apparently clever Gyrate through this history was able to present Andrew G. some requirements, because Suzdal Prince soon abandoned the claims on the throne of Kiev and unequivocally acknowledged Rostislav Mstislavich senior among the descendants of Vladimir Monomakh. Andrew refused and the power in Novgorod, and there is now once again reign Svyatoslav, the son of Grand Prince Rostislav. (1169 year Andrew won Kiev, 1170 conquered Novgorod, but it was after the death in 1167 of Rostislav year – approx. transl.)

Attempts to create in Zales separate Metropolitanate is also discontinued, more – Andrew promised to give Theodore impostor in the court of the Metropolitan of Kiev (and was given, although much later, in the late 1160-ies – approx. transl.). About any joint the worship of the Orthodox and Catholics in Suzdal now, even speech can not be, moreover Catholics have the right to stand on the Orthodox liturgies only among the catechumens.

In Rostov, in spite the fact that there still lives the Bishop of Leon, Prince Andrew began the construction of the white-stone Cathedral in my drawings two years ago. Leon at first did not want to bless the construction of the temple according to the drawings German, but then agreed, knowing that I'm not Catholic, but Orthodox.

When the founding of Rostov of the Cathedral were discovered the relics of Bishop Leontius, who was killed by rebellious heathens in the last century, and a large celebration regarding chargeability of this worthy servant of the Orthodox Church canonized. On this occasion, to Rostov came Andrew G. together with all the Vladimir and Bogolyubovo nobility. Theodore was not, and there was no godly unity Orthodox diocese of Rostov. (In the mid-1160-ies Andrew still drove the Leon, but then took back, and he took Rostov Episcopal the Department until his death in 1184 – approx. transl.). But among the boyars were Anba Yassin: it turns out, the Prince forgave him and once again brought. (And in vain: 1174 Anba headed a conspiracy that led to the death of Andrew – approx. transl.). Maybe the steward was able to convince Andrew G., participated in fraud only "for the greater glory of the Prince"?

You will not be surprised that I so knowledgeable about what happened at the celebrations in the distant Rostov? I got told Suzdal Ambassador Gleb, Amnesic, two weeks ago visited me in Kiev, and handed me a message from Andrei Georgievich. By the way, honest the old warrior Gleb apologized for the fact that last year took for me some robbers killed the Abbot, and three times repeated that since all thought I died and I'm actually alive now you live a hundred years: in Russia there is a popular superstition.

Now, imagine Prince Andrew as if nothing happened and invites me to continue working on Vladimir city gate, the stone Palace and the fortress in Bogolyubovo, and to lead the construction of a Cathedral in Rostov and the new Church in Vladimir, on the high hill between a Prince's court and new fortifications.

But I still forgive me Lord, fear of retaliation by the if not the Andrey, his jangles Ambala, so I asked Gleb Amnerica to convey the Prince's thanks for the invitation, expressed the confidence that my student ULEB Hotovec handle without me, and stayed in Kiev. The stone Church building now to unfortunately, there is no, but I have a lot of orders and on the wood Church towers: almost every Kiev nobleman and a rich merchant would like to boast that he had built "the Imperial wizard John Karlovich". Yesand the Grand Duke Rostislav I of Kiev is still kind to me and provide me protection. So my workshop by the grace of God thriving and timely implementation of all the work I have to hire all more and more assistants.

You've always been indifferent to my fate, dear countryman, so finally I want to tell you that after his release from monastic vows, I finally decided try to find Lubomil, but throw a stone at her he who is without sin. Thanks to the intercession of the Holy virgin, the nice weather and security certificates from Kievan and Novgorod princes I managed to drive without incident to New marketplace and find the right woman. Her real name, like me warned the people of Pskov, Klim, was different. Her name is Glafira, it is not soyoung and pretty, what I drew her in my dreams and restless dreams, but I certainly am not one of those fine young princes, which are so fond of sing our minstrels and minnesingers.

Recently Glafira lives in my Kiev home, and I'm even thinking about getting married with her the example of the blessed prophet Hosea, who took to wife a harlot, Gomer. I don't often heard that women, tired of many years of trading to their body, become the most loyal and loving wives. Maybe in my old age years will be destined to know happiness of a peaceful family life? God Forbid.

More I'm not write, my dear Conrad, so as not to put you in an awkward position correspondence with the "apostate". I after the adoption of Orthodoxy should to say goodbye with you forever: we hardly see you in the afterlife, for Orthodox believe that you will get to heaven only they, and Catholics only they. Sorry that we don't know how to actually set the Lord our posthumous existence. Maybe in heaven will be only those who life honestly and he done his job? Don't know because I never was strong in theology,just built temples. Honestly and, I hope, well.

Goodbye, my dear countryman. I will never forget you. Amen.

Yours Gottlieb-Johann, Orthodoxy John Karlovich.




applied to be stored in the Vienna library

letters Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau

(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/In-A1)


Compiled by Tamara from Neuhausen, Keeper of the library in the Imperial city of Vienna, by decree blessed Maximilian, by the will of God the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire The German nation, on the seventh day of December 1519 after Christ, the basis stored in the Royal archives of the Imperial case No. IV-745/30.


The Abbe Gottlieb-Johann, world birthright Baron von Rosenau, was born the eighteenth day of September, 1106 ad in the family estate Rosenau, under Steinbach Verhnebakansky. Baptized in the twenty-sixth day of September of the same year.

He took monastic vows in 1124 A. D.

Studied with blessed Abbot Sugeriya in Saint-Denis and other eminent architects time, reached the highest knowledge and skills in the construction Sciences and the arts.

In 1134-1138 years from BC made a pilgrimage to the Holy Land.

In 1149 A. D. was ordained prelates and appointed Abbot of the Abbey of St. Paul in worms.

Built many churches, including in Jerusalem, Dash, Cologne, worms, Corvee, Passau, Clervaux, Ribbage and other cities. Awarded the gratitude of the emperors Lothair II and Frederick I Barbarossa, king of Germany Conrad III, king of France Louis VII, king of Jerusalem and Polka Queen Melisende, several reigning Dukes and electors, and the Holy Church.

In 1157 from BC was sent by Emperor Frederick I Barbarossa in Russia for three years with the purpose of building there temples. (This is confirmed by the message of the historian of the XVIII century V. N. Tatishcheva, according to which in Russia worked sent by the Emperor Frederick Barbarossa the architect of Vladimir assumption Cathedral of 1158-1160 and Gold gate. Newest Dating Church of the Intercession on the Nerl and the Nativity of the virgin in The hierarchy 1158 allowed to be attributed to the work of the Imperial architect and these temples – approx. transl.).

In 1159 B. C. the Imperial decree was elevated to the dignity of count of the Holy Roman Empire and appointed Abbot of the Imperial Abbey Niedermunster in Regensburg with the right membership in the Reichstag.

In 1161 A. H. at Russia has departed from the true Catholic faith, gave up his monastic vows and prilutskoe ordination.

In 1164 A. H. his suffered God's punishment: he died from a snake bite cause to his quarters.

Anathema to the apostate in the ages of ages. Amen.









Gottlieb-Johann von Rosenau,

attached to his letter, stored in Vienna library

(room on the inventory of the Vienna library: XII-34-5836/In-A2)




Sheet 1. Touring the Novgorod land.

(the arrows Gottlieb outlined the direction of flow of the rivers - approx. recently.




Sheet 2. Travel in Suzdal.




Sheet 3. The plan of the city of Vladimir.




Sheet 4. The plan of the city hierarchy.




Sheet 5. Bogolyubov. View of princely castle and the tabernacle over the bowl.




Sheet 6. Bogolyubov. The Church at the river (of the Intercession on the Nerl - approx. pens.).




Sheet 7. Vladimir. The virgin Mary Cathedral (Uspensky - approx. pens.).




Sheet 8. Vladimir. The Golden gate.


A list of historical figures mentioned in the book


Aurelius Augustine of Hippo (354-430) Bishop, philosopher, preacher, Christian theologian and politician. Holy Catholic and Orthodox churches.

Abraham (mind. 1158) is the Builder and first Abbot of the Pskov Mirozh monastery.

Al-Farabi, full name Abu Nasr Muhammad Ibn Muhammad Ibn Tarkhan Ibn Uzlah al-Farabi al-Turki (872-950 or 951) – philosopher, mathematician, and music theorist, scientist. One of the major representatives of the medieval Eastern philosophy.

Anba Yassin (d. 1174) – housekeeper of Andrey Bogolyubsky. Known as one of the leaders conspiracy that led to the murder of the Prince in 1174. Executed shortly after the assassination Andrew.

Andrey (Yuryevich), nicknamed Bogolyubsky (C. 1111-1174), the son of Yuri Dolgoruky. Prince of Vyshgorod (1149 and 1155), Prince of Dorogobuzh (1150-1151), Prince of Ryazan (1153), from 1155 to the end of life – the Grand Duke Vladimir.

ArtaxerxesI – Persian king, rules in 465-424 BC, but the Greeks called it Dolgoruky.

Benedict of Nursia (C. 480-547) is the author of the "Charter of St. Benedict". Considered the founder of Western monasticism. Holy Catholic and Orthodox churches.

Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153), Abbot of the Abbey of Clairvaux, mystical theologian direction, spiritual writer, prominent public and religious figure.

Vivald von Stablo und Corvey (1098-1158) is the Abbot of the Abbey of the Holy see of Mary.

Vitruvius, full name Marcus Vitruvius Pollio (first century BC) – Roman the architect and engineer.

Vladimir II Monomakh (1053-1125), in baptism Basil, the great Prince Kiev (1113-1125). The son of Prince Vsevolod Yaroslavich, the grandson of Yaroslav the Wise. Nicknamed the Monomah on the generic name of the family of his mother, who was allegedly the daughter of the Byzantine Emperor Constantine IX Monomakh.

Vladimir Sviatoslavich, also St. Vladimir, Vladimir the Great, Vladimir the Baptist, Vladimir the Red Sun (approx. 960-1015) – in baptism Basil. Knasi Novgorod in 970-988 years, the Grand Prince of Kiev with 978. It was the baptism of Rus. The Russian Orthodox Church canonized.

Vsevolod Yaroslavich (1030-1093), the baptism of Andrew, Grand Prince of Kiev in 1076-1077 years and 1078 of the year to the end of life. The Son Of Yaroslav The Wise.

Vyacheslav Vladimirovich (approx. 1083-1154) – son of Vladimir Monomakh the older brother of Yuri Dolgoruky. Rules in Smolensk, Turov, Pereyaslavl. Great Prince of Kiev in 1139 and 1150 years, with 1151 at 1154.

George (Iurii) Vladimirovich, nicknamed Dolgoruky (1090-e – 1157) – the sixth son Vladimir Monomakh. With 1113 years (according to another version, year 1096) the rest of your life rules Suzdal Principality. Beginning in 1132, he fought for Kiev. In 1149-1151 years and 1155 until the end of life – the great Prince of Kiev.

Gyrata, Simkovic – he is the great Prince Rostislav Mstislavich.

Ibn Sina, full name Abu Ali Hussein Ibn Abdallah Ibn Sina, or Avicenna (980-1037) – scientist, philosopher, physician and politician.

Imru-ul-Qays, also Imru-al-Qays, Imru-al-Qays Ibn Hujr Ibn al-Harith al-Kindi (VI century) – a prominent poet of pre-Islamic era.

Izyaslav Mstislavich, in baptism Panteleimon (approx. 1097-1154) – the eldest of the grandsons of Vladimir Monomakh, Grand Prince of Kiev (1146-1149, 1151-1154). Nephew Yury Dolgoruky, his main rival in the fight for Kiev.

Kliment Smolyatich (mind. after 1164) – Metropolitan of Kiev in 1147-1155 years, protege Grand Prince Izyaslav mstislavovitch, after whose death has been displaced by Yuri Dolgoruky.

Conrad III (1093-1152) – king of Germany (1138-1152) and the Duke of Franconia (1116-1138).

Conrad von Steinbach – Archbishop of Worms in 1150-1171.

Constantine (mind. 1159) – Metropolitan of Kiev in the years 1155-1158. By origin a Greek. Delivered to the Department by the Patriarch of Constantinople at the request Dolgoruky, after the death of the Grand Duke was forced to leave the Department.

Constantine IX Monomakh, according to another account, X or XI (C. 1000-1055) – Byzantine Emperor (1042-1055). Gave his daughter or another close relative to a Russian Prince Vsevolod Yaroslavich.

Pile (heap) Stepan – Suzdal boyar, in the first quarter of the XII century who owned the area around Moscow.

Leon(d. 1184) – Bishop of Rostov from 1158 (in another version, 1160) of the year to the end life. By origin a Greek. Delivered to the Department of Constantinople Patriarch.

Lothar II (C. 1075–1137) – Holy Roman Emperor with 1133 of the year, king of Germany from 1125, Duke of Saxony in 1106.

Louis VII, called the Young (1120-1180) – the French king (1137-1180).

Maximilian I (1459–1519) – the Holy Roman Emperor from 1508, king of Germany 1486, Archduke of Austria from 1493.

Manuel I Komnenos (1118-1180), Byzantine Emperor (1143).

Melisenda (approx. 1101-1161) – Queen of Jerusalem from 1131 to 1153 on the. Wife and coregent Polka king of Jerusalem, count of Anjou.

Mstislav Vladimirovich (1076-1132), in baptism Theodore, later nicknamed Great. The son of Vladimir Monomakh, the older brother of Yuri Dolgoruky, the father of Izyaslav Mstislavovitch. Grand Prince of Kiev (1125-1132).

Mstislav G. or Y. (d. after 1166) – son of Yuri Dolgoruky. Prince Novgorod (1156-1157). The exiled Novgorodians shortly before the death of Dolgoruky (according to another version, right after his death), his place was invited Sviatoslav Rostislavich.

Mstislav Rostislavich, nicknamed Besomim (mind. 1178) – grandson of Yuri Dolgoruky, nephew of Andrei Bogolyubsky. Prince Of Novgorod (1160-1161, 1175-1176, 1177-1178), Gorodets-Osters'ke (1169-1171), Rostov (1175-1176). After the death of Bogolyubsky took an active part in the struggle for power in The Vladimir-Suzdal Principality.

Mutanabbi, full name – Abu-t-Tayyib Ahmad Ibn al-Husayn al-Mutanabbi (915–965) – outstanding Arab poet.

Nestor– the Bishop of Rostov 1147 (according to another version, with 1149). Origin Greek. According to one version, a protege of Clement Smolyatich. A displaced Metropolitan Constantine in 1156.

Nicholas of Myra (CA. 270–about 345) was a Bishop of Myra, in Catholicism and Orthodoxy revered as a Saint, a miracle worker.

Rostislav I of Kiev, in baptism Michael (approx. 1108-1167) – younger brother Izyaslav Mstislavovitch. Prince of Smolensk (1127-1167), Prince of Novgorod (1154), Grand Prince of Kiev (1154-1155, 1159-1167).

Rurik(d. approx. 879) – the founder of the princely dynasty of Rurik.

Sviatoslav Rostislavich, the baptism of John (d. 1170) was the son of Rostislav Mstislavich, Prince of Novgorod (1157-1160, 1161-1168). Expelled from Novgorod in 1160-1161, when Prince of Novgorod, was Mstislav Rostislavich.

The Sotko Sytinich Novgorod merchant, probably became the prototype of the epic of Sadko. Known in connection with the construction in 1167 the Church of Boris and Gleb in the Detinets in Novgorod.

The suger, or Sugar (C. 1081-1151) Abbot of the Abbey of Saint-Denis, a prominent state and Church leader, is considered the Creator of the Gothic style of medieval architecture.

Ulita Kuchkova – the daughter of a nobleman pile, the wife of Andrei Bogolyubsky.

Ulfila, also Wulfila (C. 311-383) – a missionary Bishop ready.

Theodore (Fedorets) – candidate of Andrey Bogolyubsky in Rostov bishops or metropolitans (in the case of the blessing of the Patriarch of creation in Suzdal separate from Kiev Metropolitanate). At the end of the 1160-ies was issued in Kiev in the court of the Metropolitan underwent amputation of the right hand, blindness and exile.

Frederick I of Hohenstaufen, nicknamed Barbarossa (1122-1190) – Emperor The Holy Roman Empire from 1155, the king of Germany in 1152.

Fulk (1092-1143 or 1144) – king of Jerusalem, count of Anjou.

Yaroslav, called the Wise (C. 978-1054), in baptism George, – the great Prince of Kiev (1016-1018, 1019-1054).


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