Wang Pu in the late Ming Dynasty

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short-sightedness of the Ming court is unbelievable, their soldiers are starving, using shoddy weapons and armor, and according to the information I have obtained by bribing some merchants, their capital was once besieged by barbarians, and I have no doubt that they will fail again and again, all because of their absurd monarchs who despise the grace of the Lord, may the Lord forgive them, O merciful Lord, these poor heathens suffer from the temptation of the devil, and they do not know the greatness of the Lord, which is a sin that must suffer doom.

By the grace of the Lord,

among them was the wise Lamb, a young and brave warrior, but he was being treated despicably by an absurd monarch, and I am confident that this brave warrior would soon oppose his monarch and replace him, who understood that the Lord was the only true God, and that his mentor was our friend, His Excellency Xu Guangqi, who was baptized five years ago.

The Lord is calling, I will personally go to the north, look for his army, and bring him and his followers the Gospel of the Lord, Your Excellency, pray for me, and if all goes well, I will bring you great glory. Ah, there are at least 100 million heretics in China, and Wang Pu and his army will wield a sword for the great Lord, and they will all become knights of the Lord, bringing more servants to the Lord.

Give everything to the Lord, your servant, Cytay Matteo Ricci.

When the crooked Tessie script was finished, Matteo Ricci put down his pen, only to wake up that his armpits were already wet, and when he raised his hand, a sour smell rushed to his nose. He hastily put the letter into the copper cylinder, screwed it on vigorously, and roasted the ink with a candle flame, and the ink fell on the place where the copper cylinder and the wooden plug met, and he took off the ring and quickly poked it on the ink with the huge ring surface. Left a blood-red cross mark, upright, really like a sharp sword, and the complex patterns around it are even more like blood. What a bloody shape.

After handing over the trust, Matteo Ricci hurriedly took two servants and went straight to the port, September is not the busy season for going to sea, there are only two ships in the whole harbor, one of which is the common Tessie three-masted sailing ship, and the other is extremely weird, shaped like a flatform at the feet of a play, the whole body is golden, and the sea lantern that looks like a lighthouse under the scorching sun can stab the pedestrians around from time to time to avoid the light.

The more Matteo

Ricci squeezed forward, the more he had to push harder, and the more angry he became, and several nuns of the church also stood frantically on the wall, waving and shouting, this scene made Matteo Ricci feel like he had gone to the port of Rotterdam, where prostitutes also liked to greet the full and hungry sailors.

He hurriedly stopped this blasphemous thought, and secretly cried out in his heart: Lord, forgive me, and please forgive them.

"It's such a hot day, oh my God, the heat stroke is terrible, you all go back, give me over, thank you. Matteo Ricci copied a fluent Chinese, and finally persuaded people to open a little one after another, and his two apprentices behind him each carried a big box, which was even more unbearable, the scorching sun was overhead, and the people were crowded and not ventilated, and the whole body was like throwing themselves into the boiling soup, and the sweat droplets were splashed all the way.

"For God's sake, give Matteo Ricci a pass. A loud voice rang out from above, and when Ricci looked up, he saw a young man holding a huge cross looking at him with a laughing bell.

"Mr. Sang Shilang, the profits from this transaction are enough for the king to knight you. Seeing this Englishman, Matteo Ricci stiffened his face and laughed, and his mouth was yin and yang.

"I hope so. The businessman named Sang Shilang didn't seem to hear the irony that the British were all hillbillies, and said with a smile: "I'll leave tomorrow and plan to go to Singapore." "

"Well, at this time?" Matteo Ricci was very surprised, for the sea trade, September is a very embarrassing season, June Xing southeast wind, South Sea ships thousands of sails race to China, bringing Chinese favorite jewelry, spices, silver, bird's nest, nan wood and other goods, December Xing northwest wind, they are loaded with Chinese porcelain, tea and silk and other goods to the south, September wind direction is weak, but also east and west, the ship is particularly difficult.

"You know, I want a knighthood. Sang Shilang muttered as if he had a deep meaning, and his eyes were far away from the water in Hong Kong, shining with golden light.

Matteo Ricci followed his gaze and saw the sailless ship, and was a little worried, the British privateers had committed public anger, and had always been notorious on the European continent, and now the British adventurer broke into the Far East, and was naturally dealt with by the Dutch and Spanish merchants, and his goods were set on fire in the warehouse, leaving only silver flowing all over the ground, and when they shoveled the silver from the fire, many people came to rob it, and a gunfight broke out between the two groups of people, and even alarmed the local government, and sent people to reprimand him, and took bribes from various merchants before leaving。 At the beginning of June, on the eve of sailing, his ship was broken by a cannon, and he had to stay for repairs, not wanting to delay for a few months, waiting for this sailless monster ship of the Ming people.

Matteo Ricci secretly wondered that Sang Shilang was a typical British madman, crazy and very keen to see opportunities, and he saw the terrible power of this sailless ship. However, throughout decaying Europe, the aristocracy would not believe that there was a sailless ship in this world, including his native Italy.

Matteo Ricci didn't know who to tell him about it, and write a letter to the Vatican, so that he could enjoy the fire, because the Varise had been reluctant to even admit that the earth was round, and he could only go to Wang Pu in person, and perhaps he could find better evidence to convince the whole of Europe. At this moment, Matteo Ricci was inexplicably jealous of Sang Shilang, at least with the upside-down and well-known eccentric nature of the British, maybe he could really make the British aristocracy believe that there was a sailless monster ship in this world.

"Why do you hold that cross, you are not a priest, put it back. It's not a knight, God, that's one. Matteo Ricci was unhappy with Sang Shilang's frivolous demeanor, and then exclaimed.

"Haha, yes, I'm telling God about it. Sang Shilang raised his eyebrows and laughed wildly.

"Are you drunk and actually carving words on the cross? "

"Wow, it's a wow, in the UK, it means shock, I would have told him more, but I can't read. Sang Shilang stretched out a thick black arm, pointed to the harbor, then to himself, and finally to the cross, and said, "God will understand, I am a whistleblower, how wowful this is." "

"Even more terrible than the British are the English drunkards. Leave him alone, let's go. Matteo Ricci couldn't complain, so he had to ignore it.

While the dock helpers were busy carrying goods, Matteo Ricci stepped forward to greet a Ming merchant.

"Hello, Lord Song Yang. "

"Your Excellency Matteo Ricci. Song Yang looked back and smiled, at this time, if Wang Pu saw it, he would be surprised, he was a little hair and no longer the shape of the street gangsters in the past, only to see that he was wearing a light green official uniform, wearing a wide-brimmed Tessie hat, although it was a hot day, his face was still as usual, his collar was neat, his face seemed to be shallow and disdainful, he had a pipe in his mouth, and two short guns in his waist.

"My luggage is here, and I'm ready to go, Lord Song Yang, thank you very much for your willingness to give me a ride, and may God bless you. "

"Since you have some friendship with the mentor of my family, it is reasonable to take you to meet my family, what is in the luggage, I have to look at it first, I'm sorry. Okay, you can only get on the boat alone, and there is not enough space on the boat," Song Yang tilted his head and said with his pipe.

"I understand, I don't ask too much, and there will be a generous gift afterwards. "

"It's not too much, hehe. Song Yang laughed at the mistake in the words of this monk Tessie, he reached out to open the box on the ground, but it was a change of clothes, and when he was about to touch the second box, Matteo Ricci hurriedly stood closer, blocking the surrounding vision with his body. Song Yang is a gentleman who has been in the city for many years, and it is not easy to do it for a long time in Daming, and his eyesight is even more indispensable, looking at the behavior of Monk Taixi, he immediately understood that there are objects in this box that are not good for the public, and he hesitated slightly, after all, the sea is dangerous, and he never dares to be careless, or drag the box to the seaside, so that the mouth of the box is facing the seaside, half-hidden, and his face is mottled with brilliance, there are many lattices inside, and the lattice is crystal clear glass products, and he can't help but sneer, if it was two years ago, he suddenly saw this box full of crystal clear glass products must be fascinated, and now, no one in the Shenjia camp knows that the glass is fired with sand, and it is worthless。

But he won't break it, first, Wang Pu will never be frightened by this box of worthless glass and be deceived. Second, the official robe on his chest is not supplemented, but he is not on the table to donate officials, the so-called people are more popular than people, he and Wang Pu were both in Qixian County and did not grow up in the cockfighting and dog generation, Wang Pu is now in a high position, I heard that the emperor hates him to the bone, and the husband should be like this. I heard that this monk Taixi had connections in the officialdom, so he thought about owing him this favor, saying that he couldn't get anything in return, and he also got a tight official body.

Matteo Ricci stepped on the deck of the strange ship, his eyes were full of novelty, the deck of the ship was covered with round-headed copper nails, covered with copper skin, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the Guangzhou City Gate of the Ming Kingdom, he couldn't help but stomp his feet violently, he didn't hear the sound at all, twisted his eyebrows and squatted down to take a closer look, the copper skin under the dazzling reflection was not smooth, but scaly, as a Jesuit missionary, he could be appointed to China by the Holy See, and he had something extraordinary, the scholar's temperament could not hold back, and he immediately asked: " This copper skin is not the same as the city gate of Guangzhou, there are many fine scales, isn't it a kind of process. "

"Tsk, of course it's different, how can the city gate be compared with this steamship, this kind of craft is passed down from Wuhou, do you know the wooden ox and flowing horse. Song Yang said proudly.

Matteo Ricci nodded, this stunned Song Yang, I didn't expect this red-haired ghost to understand this, but after thinking about it, the person who can make friends with the big guys in the DPRK and China will not be simple. So he lowered his posture a little and said, "Hit it with a hammer." "

"Ahh Matteo Ricci exclaimed, dumbfounded, "How much manpower will it cost?" "

"What people have in Daming is not worth anything. Song Yang said disapprerovingly.

"So, why do you do it just so you don't slip? "I heard that Matteo Ricci's high heart was put down for the sake of slow work, so it seems that there are not many such strange ships, and if these heretics are too powerful, it will be too bad.

"Well, it's a hammer to make it stronger, what, atomic density, I don't understand what those craftsmen are saying. "

"Oh. Although Matteo Ricci didn't understand what atomic density was, he was extremely smart, so he memorized it firmly, and planned to send this important information back to Europe anyway, so that his European counterparts could crack this knowledge together, he had a majestic intuition, atomic density is not a casual coined word, this is definitely not a word that a captain can fabricate out of thin air, it must be a new achievement of the top scholars of the Ming Kingdom on the road of truth, thinking that he has been in the Ming Kingdom for so many years, and has intimate contacts with the bureaucrats of the Ming Kingdom, I thought that he had figured out the details of these pagans, and he was complacent about it, and gradually became contemptuous。

"I was fooled, so cunning. Thinking of talking about poetry and making music with the officials of the Ming Kingdom over the years, he was stunned that in order to please them, he had to exhaust his efforts and study them, wasting a lot of time. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that they are deliberately hiding it, is it malicious to him? No, Matteo Ricci recalled all kinds of past events, and the friendship between those officials of the Ming Kingdom did not seem to be fake, so this may be some kind of law, or consensus, and the Ming Kingdom strictly prohibits the transmission of confidential knowledge.

Matteo Ricci had a battle between heaven and man, and his face was cloudy. Song Yang was puzzled, nudged him, and asked, "Monk Taixi, you are okay, if you are not good at your body, don't force yourself." "

"Ah, it's okay, you are very knowledgeable, Sage Yun, there must be my teacher in the threesome, I want to worship you as a teacher. Matteo Ricci came back to his senses, he looked at the captain of the Ming Kingdom in front of him, as if he saw a golden mountain, his eyes were shining, and he secretly thought in his heart: The officials of the Ming Kingdom are all human spirits, which is too difficult to deal with, and it is really easier for rough people to speak.

"Hey, hey, hey. This monk Taixi's admiration for him was overflowing, and Song Yangden was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "It's really not bragging, my old Song is also the number one person with knowledge." "

"Oh. Matteo Ricci listened intently.

"You see, that dove was made by a craftsman. "

"Huh? Matteo Ricci saw in the direction he was pointing, and his face was shocked and a cold sweat broke out, and he knew that the bronze that was placed on the deck was a sextant, and the scale on it was different from the sextant, but the shape was more or less similar. He thought of it all of a sudden, the people of the Ming Kingdom, no, the upper echelons of the Ming Kingdom must have known that the earth is round, and the orbit between the earth and the sun, this is too terrifying, after the Great Voyage, the Europeans encountered various civilizations, there has never been a civilization other than Europe to master this knowledge, this is also the source of the most proud of the Europeans, if the Ming country also has this ability, they are a big enemy of the Europeans.

"The earth is round, you know. "

"Well, that, I seem to have heard of it, but I can't believe it. "

"This instrument is, the angle at which the orbit of the sun and the earth deviates from the ecliptic plane, and then according to the date, you can calculate your position, it is a great thing, with it, I don't have to venture close to the coast from time to time, which is Nanjing, which is the Bohai Sea, you can know it as soon as you calculate it, it's amazing." "

"That craftsman must go down in history, and I want to ask his name. "

"That's what I made, I, no one else. Song Yang patted his chest with an upright face