"Listening to Sir Alex mentioning these past events, I really..." Tang Ruowang has learned Chinese and read poetry, but it is still a bit reluctant for him to understand the wisdom of the East with a Westerner's thinking. He seems to have guessed something now
But he wasn't sure, so he could only wait and let Fan Wencheng reveal his true intentions.
"John, it's really you! Oh thank God, He finally led you to this paradise in the East!" Just when Tang Ruo was trying to figure out Fan Wencheng's true thoughts, a familiar voice suddenly came from the door.
Or Italian.
"Aiulius? Why are you here, am I dreaming?" Tang Ruowang was very excited after seeing the person clearly. He did not expect to see his old acquaintance from St. Paul's College in Macau here.
"No! No! Dear John, this is all true! I'm here!" Ai Luo rushed over and warmly welcomed Tang Ruowang with Western etiquette. A Min, who was silent on the side, was surprised. He
Damn, these Xiyi are too bold. Two men actually hugged each other in public?
"Didn't you go to Fuzhou? Why did you come here again?" After the affair, Tang Ruowang looked up and down at his old acquaintance, but at this closer look, he really felt ashamed. Look at the silk and satin he was wearing.
, look at the pure gold cross hanging around his neck, the chain alone is as thick as his thumb, he is not afraid of crushing his neck?
"Forget it, those barbarians and pagans, may God punish them!" Of course Aiulius had enough reasons to be angry. Among the missionaries who went to China together, he was the most unlucky. When he first arrived in the Ming Dynasty, he wanted to sneak into the Ming Dynasty.
After entering the country, he was reported by a law-abiding boatman. He was released from prison after borrowing a large ransom from the Jesuits in Macau. Then he caught up with the Nanjing Mission Case. If he hadn't been protected by Yang Tingyun, he would have been there long ago.
Go see God. But fortunately, after surviving two years of difficult times, he successfully hooked up with Yang Tingyun and Li Zhizao and established himself in Hangzhou. Moreover, five years ago, he also met Ye Xianggao, the chief assistant of Qi.
However, he didn't seem to know that there is an old saying in China that good fortune comes with misfortune. Just when he deceived Ye Xianggao's family of four into believing in religion and gradually became familiar with local celebrities, something happened! The cause of the incident was that he was too
He was so public that he even asked Ye Yifan, Ye Xianggao's eldest grandson, to build a church for him in Gongxiang, Fuzhou, which aroused strong dissatisfaction among the local upper-class literati and Buddhists who opposed Catholicism. This time he finally made up his mind to get rid of the shackles of history and wait no longer.
When the Fuzhou missionary incident occurred, Zhang Ruitu, the elder of the government, did not go to the rescue. Instead, he went north with the secret envoy sent by Liaodong.
"Oh my God! How could they treat you like this?" Tang Ruowang was not only complaining for Ai Julius, but also for himself.
"But all this is over!" Aiulius smiled generously: "If it weren't for those stupid pagans in the Ming Dynasty, I wouldn't have known that the legendary Eastern Garden of Eden is here. The emperor here treats us as honored guests.
"The officials here regard us as God's messengers, and the people here are God's most loyal lambs..." His words are true or false. The Tatar emperor initially regarded them as just erotic painters, so there was no VIP treatment.
?But all this has changed since the end of the First Liaodong Campaign. Now they are the foreign uncles of the Fan family and enjoy super-national treatment. As long as they do not actively provoke the Tatar aristocrats in this land, they can not only stand side by side.
You can even walk diagonally!
"Father Ai, please sit down and have a rest. This is the French wine I brought when I bought artillery from Macau last time!" Fan Wencheng, who arranged this meeting, really didn't expect Ai Julius to be so talkative. He was almost halfway there.
It's time and he keeps talking. Didn't I remind you earlier? Just let Tang Ruowang know that the Qing Dynasty will support you as a master. Why do you talk so much nonsense?
"Then thank you, Sir!" Ai Julius smiled sheepishly, shut up and ran to the side to drink. In fact, you can't blame him, this guy knows a little bit about everything but doesn't know how to create something.
As for the artillery. And this time Lord Fan promised that as long as he could convince Tang Ruowang, he would be allowed to build the largest church in Liaodong. Can he still show his efforts?
"Father Tang, to tell you the truth, our emperor invited you here to help!" Fan Wencheng had the patience to continue to win people's hearts, but Amin couldn't help it. These Westerners are already arrogant enough on a normal day.
Today, I have to condescend to entertain a newcomer, and I feel a fire burning in my stomach.
"Your Highness, please make it clear!" Tang Ruowang actually doesn't want to continue to mess around like this. If anything happens, just say no. These strange oriental people have to make things so complicated. Don't they just want to help? You must be sure
Could it be that he is interested in my knowledge of teachings and astronomy and geography, or else this Ai Julius is no worse than me, and he still brought me all the way from Xi'an?
"Build a cannon! Build your 24-pound or even larger artillery!" Amin's troops were blown away by those cannons, and he was filled with hatred when he mentioned this matter. Those cowards of the Ming Dynasty, etc.
The Qing Dynasty has built more advanced artillery, and we must ask the emperor to send an army of servants to kill them back!
"This..." Tang Ruowang hesitated. He didn't want to refuse. From the moment Amin said he wanted to help, he had already guessed what the Tatars wanted, but he had to wait for a condition that would make his heart move.
.
"Tell me, what conditions do you want? As long as it's something I have in the Qing Dynasty, I can offer it!" Amin is simple-minded and has a bad temper. He has been on the verge of breaking out after being able to stay for so long.
"Father Tang, we, the Qing Dynasty, are now preparing to launch a jihad against the pagans of the Ming Dynasty, just like your Crusades to turn the Ming Dynasty into the territory of God! But our strength is insufficient, especially in firearms.
The Ming army is far apart, and we urgently need your guidance..." Amin had already said it clearly, and there was no point in covering it up any more. Fan Wencheng simply stopped performing.
"I know a little bit about firearms, but..." Benefits, how can you ask me to help you without benefits? Even if Satan wants to buy my soul, it depends on how high the price he pays! If Marco Polo hadn't taken you guys
The East is so well described, do you think we missionaries are really full and have nothing to do, so we travel all the way to preach the gospel? We vigorously develop believers and find lost lambs for the Lord, just to make us
Can the shepherd have more sheep to shave, squeeze the sheep, and cut the meat?
"If Father Tang is willing to help us, after defeating the pagans of the Ming Dynasty, I, the Qing Emperor, will be willing to be baptized and make Catholicism the state religion..." Seeing the other party's familiar expression, Fan Wencheng didn't need to remind him anymore and drew it for Tang Ruowang.
A big hotcake.
"I have something here, and I would like to invite His Royal Highness the Prince and Lord to appreciate it together!" As for mine, why is it that the Holy See is getting benefits? Seeing that others did not mention his remuneration, Tang Ruowang really misunderstood it and thought it was something wrong.
Believing in his ability, he took out a telescope from his suitcase. This thing was tinkered with when he studied under Galileo at the German Academy in Rome. It was much more advanced than what the Tatars were using now.
"Okay! Okay! This thing is much clearer than what we are using now!" Amin took the telescope handed over by Tang Ruowang and compared it with his newly assembled one, and immediately discovered the difference.
"If His Highness the Prince thinks this thing is eye-catching, then I have something else here..." Seeing that the two important figures in Liaodong were attracted by the things they took out to explore the road, Tang Ruowang also showed a smile on his lips.
Since Ajulius, who only knows how to write and do calculations, and can at most complete Matteo Ricci's Map of All Nations, is able to thrive in Liaodong, then the treatment I enjoy is worse than him.
?
"Quick! Take it out and let us see it!" When Amin heard that there was something good, he immediately jumped up from his seat without caring about the image.
"That's it..." Tang Ruowang took out a palm-sized but exquisitely crafted small object from the bottom of the box and placed it on the table. Then he said with a proud look on his face: "I don't think His Royal Highness and the Duke know anything about this thing.
strangeness!"
"Artillery? Did you make this?" Amin couldn't put it down for such an exquisite little bronze cannon, but he was still a little doubtful. Look at these thick-skinned Xiyi people. Can they really have such skills?
"If you go back to your highness, I can not only make this small one, but also the twenty-four-pound cannon and..." After showing off enough, it was time to see how much benefit they could bring to him. Tang Ruowang suddenly
He stared at Fan Wencheng with a smile, because he knew that this smart man would give him the answer he needed.
"If Father Tang can agree to help me solve the current urgent needs of the Qing Dynasty, then our emperor will confer you the title of National Preceptor of the Qing Dynasty and give you fifty hectares of land for your disposal!" Fan Wencheng did not disappoint, and he spoke with a huge smile as soon as he opened his mouth.
He presented the gift package and then added: "After our Qing Dynasty defeats the pagans of the Ming Dynasty in the future, our emperor will personally request His Majesty the Pope to make you the Red Archbishop of the East! As long as you are willing, we can even demolish the Great Ci'en Temple in Xi'an
Let me build you a bigger church..."
"Thank you to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty for your generosity. May our Lord bless him! May we devout believers, under his leadership, be able to defeat those pagans and let the Lord's glory spread throughout this Eastern paradise..." A long list
After talking nonsense, Tang Ruowang made his last request: "I hope you can agree that I will personally inspect and accept all artillery imported in the future!"
"Of course! Of course! Father Tang is an expert in this field. We will feel more confident when using things you have tested!" Fan Wencheng is worthy of being an elite of later generations. He can see through the tricks at a glance. Don't you just want to get kickbacks?
It's enough to just say hello in private, why bother saying it here?
Tens of days later, when the news that Tang Ruowang arrived in Liaodong and helped the Tatars improve their weapons reached Luoyang, the little fat man who was taking a nap said only one sentence: "If he had been born five hundred years earlier, I would have thought him a treasure, but now he is a fundamental
Damn it! When I finish busy with surrounding matters, let him see what cultural aggression and religious war are!"