Chapter 303 The nobles of your country are all descendants of my Celestial Dynasty!
Chapter 303 None of the nobles in our country are the queens of his dynasty!
Author: fire pine cone
Chapter 303 None of the nobles in our country are the queens of his dynasty!
Not to mention that Zhu Su started to tell Zhu Xi about "martial arts novels". Let's talk about that side first. Fujiwara returned to the museum in Suzhou city with a depressed heart. After seeing the power of the "General's Invincible Cannon", he
To this day I am still in a state of panic.
When he first met Zhu Su, he sensed the hostility of the Japanese pirate from the east of the palace from his impatient tone. This made him feel even more nervous.
Being despised by the people and being treated with hostility by the people...that Ming Dynasty would not be able to stay for a day.
Could it be that the master of the palace had made it clear that he would not let him go, and he would never dare to mention it again. If he escaped... he would not dare.
The "guards" who guarded the station looked at him like they were looking down at ants on the roadside. Fujiwara was very sure that if he dared to escape, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty would kill him without hesitation...
It's like slaughtering a pheasant on the roadside.
Not to mention the soldiers, even the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty looked at me in the same way as I looked at the low-level untouchables in the past.
Damn it, is he a noble minister? Why did he become the lowest class after arriving in the Ming Dynasty? As a member of the Celestial Dynasty, is he so noble?
In the eyes of the Celestial Empire, the Japanese are not worthy of being honored
Fujiwara was cursing in his heart when the door to the room opened with a creak. The station clerk who pushed in pushed the door in and said to him, "Sir Fujiwara Shonagon, please move to the living room. I have guests to see you."
Fujiwara was stunned. Although the official's tone was perfunctory and he didn't knock on the door, he actually called himself "Sonagon-sama" and used the word "please", which made him suffer in those days.
Fujiwara Dun felt flattered by the cold reception.
Fujiwara reacted quickly and replied: "Hai, Hai! Get ready in Dongna!"
Even though the wrong party was an ordinary official at the station, and did not even have a serious court rank, Fujiwara, as a minister of the Japanese state, did not feel the slightest discomfort.
After the clerk finished speaking, he turned around and left without even looking at Fujiwara. Fujiwara, who was still bending down to salute, knew that the clerk did not look down on his Japanese status, so he was not in the way of the man who wanted to see him.
It is only because of human dignity that a Japanese would use honorifics for the first time.
"He must be a very important person! He can't be neglected!" Fujiwara thought happily.
After he changed into the official uniform that he had to wash and dry his own legs, and took small Japanese steps to the reception room of the post house, he saw a tall middle-aged man with his legs on his back, looking out the window.
plum blossoms. Hearing the footsteps, the man turned around, revealing a handsome face with a short beard: "Is the east of the pavilion the Japanese minister Fujiwara-sama?"
"I am Gao Qi and Gao Jidi. I have admired Fujiwara-sama for a long time." He said and motioned to Fujiwara to walk eastward.
"Master Gao!" Fujiwara remembered that he had seen the man in front of Zhu Su before, so he did not dare to neglect him at all. After kneeling to the east, he bowed upright and bowed to Gao Qi as a gift. "Master Gao, is there anything you can do to summon Zaidong?
Want to see a lesson? Listen attentively in the East."
"Haha, I am not an adult." Gao Qi was amused by the cautious Japanese man now. He remembered that in the past few months, although he was respectful in front of the east of the palace, he looked respectful but unconvinced. It only lasted a few days.
In the past, he became so frightened. It seems that Wudiandong's method really hit him hard.
"I have no official position, so I am a red body. Fujiwara-sama can just call him sir." Gao Qi twisted his beard and said. If he had heard that Gao Qi was a red body without an official position in the past month, Fujiwara
Ding Ranqiu became angry from shame and thought that Gao Qi was not worthy of sitting with him at the same table. Fujiwara, who had received the posthumous title, did not feel any displeasure in his heart, so he lowered his head and said, "Hai, Mr. Gao." His attitude was still very respectful.
"Haha. I have always been very interested in the affairs of the four barbarians. I learned that Mr. Fujiwara is the official minister of the Japanese country, so I came here to ask Mr. Fujiwara for some advice." Gao Qidao, and then seriously asked some questions about the culture, folk customs, and language of the Japanese country.
Only then did Fujiwara realize that he was a scholar, so he plucked up his energy and answered the questions one by one.
He could tell that Mr. Gao was a very well-educated Confucian. His words and deeds all revealed the "modest, confident, and open-minded" Confucian temperament of China's great country. Fujiwara was fascinated and his attitude became more and more respectful.
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Under Gao Qi's guidance, the two became more and more speculative as they chatted.
Fujiwara felt that those confinements had never been so happy. When he was in the Japanese country, he also thought that he was an elegant person. He was good at both Japanese songs and cola. But since the Emperor was defeated and moved south, he has been homeless several times, and has never been able to live in peace again.
There was nothing elegant about it either. When he was staying at the east side of the Oida family, he helped the rude samurai Oita clan manage foreign affairs and do some chores. It was not elegant at all.
Unexpectedly, Mingyue in the Ming Dynasty actually allowed him to find that "elegant" noble feeling. The scholar of the Ming Dynasty was more elegant than all the nobles of the Japanese country, and his Confucian temperament in every move made Fujiwara feel...
It was like a spring breeze. Especially after asking Fujiwara about Japanese "Japanese songs", the Ming Dynasty scholar named Gao Qi immediately recited a modern "poetry" impromptu, which made Fujiwara fall in admiration.
As expected of the poems written by the Heavenly Dynasty in the country, compared with that impromptu poem, even the many famous "Japanese songs" that have been sung in the motherland for a long time, seem so eclipsed!
Thinking of this, Fujiwara burst into tears. Gao Qi saw this and smiled and said: "Master Fujiwara, why are you crying when the scenery is so beautiful?"
"Mr. Gao laughed." Fujiwara wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. "Do you really admire the Chinese culture? Your country is so powerful, and your poetry is so elegant... I have admired and studied the Chinese culture for hundreds of years in the Eastern Motherland, but in the end it is not as good as the Chinese culture.
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"Alas, after all, in the eyes of the Celestial Empire, the Japanese are nothing more than barbarians and bitches. Those who are confinement in the East often regret that they were born in the wrong place and became a Japanese, and could not be transformed into kings of the Celestial Dynasty..." Fujiwara felt
And hair.
"Why did Mr. Fujiwara willingly fall to the throne and become a Japanese?" Gao Qi looked at Fujiwara with surprised eyes as if he had seen something incredible. "Isn't Gaotong descended from the Fujiwara clan of Japan?"
"Huh?" Fujiwara was also surprised. "Shen Gan has fallen? Mr. Gao, why do you say that?"
"After Dong Zhen disowned the Fujiwara clan...but what does that have to do with surrendering to self-destruction and becoming a Japanese?"
"Of course it does matter!" Gao Qi slapped the table, startling Fujiwara. But Dong Lai's words almost frightened Fujiwara's Dongba:
"In our Japanese country, we have the emperor and several nobles with extremely long inheritances in the east. Are all of them from the Chinese dynasty?"
"Why, have we all forgotten our ancestors and even our roots?"