After bidding farewell to Prince Xing and Zhu Houcong, Su Xiaolou took Prince Xing's letter of recommendation and headed straight to the mouth of the Han River. As soon as Su Xiaolou left, the Queen Mother's Yizhi secretly entered Anlu Prefecture, and a bloody storm had begun. Brewing.
The mouth of the Han River is a large ferry, with as many ships moored as crucian carp crossing the river. When Su Xiaolou arrived at the mouth of the Han River, he began to go around to find out which ship belonged to the imperial envoy. In those days, no one dared to murder the imperial envoy, so They don't have to hide their whereabouts. After all, the murder of a court official requires finding out who the murderer is. The murder of an imperial minister only requires a coordinate, and all local officials will be punished for treason.
I soon found out that the imperial envoy was from the north and couldn't get used to the boat. He vomited bile all the way. He was vomiting in some bushes.
At this moment, a carefree man walked out. He wore a collared shirt, glasses, and a pocket watch on his clothes. He was wearing a combination of Chinese and Western styles, so fashionable! Su Xiaolou thought to himself that if he had another BB, he wouldn't be more fashionable than him.
"Brother, you put on your reading glasses so early. How old are you!"
"I'm a hundred, no, which of your eyes can see these reading glasses? I am in my twenties and eight years, my eyes are like torches. If a mosquito flies in front of me, I can tell it is a male." It’s mother, this is obviously myopia, does myopia understand?”
"Ah... sneeze! ah sneeze!"
Su Xiaolou held his nose in disgust and kept a distance from the man with glasses: "I'm not telling you, brother, how much perfume have you sprayed on? You could kill a cow."
"Hey! Brother, you know a lot! You all know about perfumes. If you meet someone who knows something about it, this is the latest perfume developed by the West. I brought it back from Flangji. I can't even buy it. Let me introduce myself. My name is Jack Zheng.”
"Zheng...Jack? This name is a perfect combination of Chinese and Western styles! So, Captain Jack, where is your ship, the 'Black Pearl'?"
Jack Zheng was so shocked that his chin, chin, eyes, and nose all dropped to the ground: "You know all about Pirates of the Caribbean, and have you been to Franji?"
"I am Su Xiaolou, the Jin Yiwei of Nanjing City. King Xing sent me to help the Imperial Envoy recover Tuen Mun. I am on my way to see the Imperial Envoy, a native of Nanjing. You may not believe it, but I have been there in my dream."
"I like the fact that you talk about running trains. Come on, I'll take you in!" The two of them walked arm in arm and got on the boat.
After some conversation, Su Xiaolou learned that Zheng Jack was the descendant of Zheng He's godson. Both parents were proficient in foreign languages and had lived in Franji, so Zheng Jack came to act as a translator.
Why did the imperial envoy come back after vomiting all kinds of things, his lips turned white, and he pretended to be nonchalant. When he saw an outsider, his back straightened up, a bit like he was getting stronger with age.
Before leaving, King Xing once said to Su Xiaolou: Why should he be the head of the Ministry of Punishment and the censor of the Inspectorate? He is upright and honest, but he has some good face. Honglu Temple should have come forward to negotiate with Franji. Honglu Temple should have intervened. He didn't know who he had offended. He was put in a sack and beaten. Now he couldn't get out of bed, so he recommended He Bi, the head of the Ministry of Punishment and the censor of the Inspectorate.
Su Xiaolou handed the recommendation letter to Mr. He. Why bother to pretend to be mature and prudent after reading the letter? He frowned and looked around Su Xiaolou, looking left and right, but he couldn't tell that this kid What's so great about him? Su Xiaolou was a little confused when he saw it. Isn't he just a young boy? This King Xing is still as crooked as before and asked me to help him take care of the child! Is this a war? It’s not like traveling, it’s already troublesome enough to bring someone dressed in nondescript clothes, okay? Let me introduce you to two.
Su Xiaolou saw that Sir He was treating her as a child, so he said bluntly: "Dare you ask Sir Gui Geng?"
"I will be in my thirties in a few years." Why touch his beard?
"How many years will it take?"
I didn't expect that Su Xiaolou would be so direct and devoid of any courtesy. Why would he say with a livid face: "Let's wait another seven or eight years!"
Su Xiaolou quickly bit his lip and suppressed his smile very politely. This guy was only four or five years older than him. How could he have the nerve to pretend to be an uncle?
Prince Xing was determined to show some face when he came forward, so he arranged for Su Xiaolou and Zheng Jieke to live together, and the ship set sail for Guangzhou.
It's already mid-December, and the Chinese New Year will be here in a while. The history textbooks don't say when this battle started. It probably won't be that soon. At least it won't be able to go back to the year before.
Su Xiaolou sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat and chatted with Jack Zheng: "You said you grew up in Franji, so how do you speak Yingtian dialect so well?"
"My parents broke five baguette sticks and forced me to learn. They said that one should never forget his roots. My roots are in this land, and I will definitely come back in the future. But we did come back, but I That’s strange, I grew up in Flangji, so it’s normal to know some Flangji stuff, how do you know so much?”
Su Xiaolou smiled mysteriously: "I know a lot! I also know a lot that you don't know. For example, the perfume you spray on is used by the Franji people to cover up body odor. Another example is this battle. Defeated."
"Brother Su, I really didn't mean to throw cold water on you. My parents have taught me since I was a child not to worship foreigners. Sometimes people still have to see the reality clearly. Franji has the strongest ship, the most destructive gun truck, The most advanced technology in the world, they have conquered the whole of Europe. The purpose of coming this time is to turn our Ming Dynasty into their colony. I have seen our muskets and artillery carriages. We are all behind France. The chance is even worse, this battle will be very difficult to fight, none of the stubborn officials in the capital believe in me, I thought Brother Su could trust me, but I didn’t expect you to think so too."
Su Xiaolou looked at Zheng Jack's dejected look. He stood up and stood on the bow deck of the ship, overlooking the river. The cold wind blew his robes whistling: "I believe what you said, the emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty." It is that he underestimated the strength of Franji, but Franji did not underestimate our Ming Dynasty. Our Ming Dynasty has only relied on millions of soldiers and artillery fire, as well as a character that would rather break than bend. From ancient times to the present, we have truly been capable. , There has never been a country that is confident that it can eat up this land in one go. There has never been one before, and there will never be another country in the future.”
"That's good!" The Imperial Envoy came out of the cabin with high spirits and patted Su Xiaolou on the shoulder: "Prince Xing's eyes are a bit poisonous. You kid has an appetite for me. Although I don't like Fu Langji Nasa (silly) Beier doesn't understand, but no matter how strong the ship or how powerful the cannon is, it can blow up the city, but it can't destroy the character of our Ming Dynasty. When we get to Guangzhou, I will go to Tuen Mun to see everyone. Franji people are so bad at making your two young boys live in vain."
Su Xiaolou and Zheng Jieke looked at each other and said, "Master He, I am too weak to bear the fire and can't accompany you. I will wait in Guangzhou Mansion to take care of you!"
"Lord He! I'm not used to the local environment in Tuen Mun, and I can't go there, so you should go! I'm also waiting in Guangzhou Mansion to pick you up!"
He was so popular that he said: "Hey! You guys are not good enough to beat me up, why don't you give me a chance to wash away the dust and search for me (collect the body)!"
Su Xiaolou had a hard time holding back his laughter. He was afraid that Mr. He would blurt out, "What a slap on the bamboo board!" Let’s not praise anything else, just praise...
