Those Westerners were not stupid enough to use a brush to write the national certificate, so the words on it should have been written with a traditional Western quill. I don't know if the goose feathers were found somewhere. I saw long, thin and winding handwriting spread out on the parchment. Zhu Zhen and Xie Jin both stretched their heads to look at it, but they couldn't quite understand it.
"Fifth brother, can you understand the characters of this ghost-drawing talisman?" Zhu Zhen couldn't help being surprised when he saw Zhu Su frowning and looking at it with interest. Even Xie Jin had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Know something." Zhu Su said. This Britain is the Britain of later generations. In his previous life, everyone learned English, and he still passed CET-4 and CET-6. Although this ancient English is somewhat different from later English, Zhu Su was able to make some rough guesses, so he relayed it to Zhu Zhen and Xie Jin, telling him that it was written on it because the King of Britain had long admired the reputation of the Ming Dynasty, so he sent an envoy to Come to join us, hoping to bask in the glory of the Ming Emperor, become a vassal of the Ming Dynasty, and receive the protection of the Ming Dynasty.
When the Semu interpreter from Honglu Temple came and translated the words and sentences in the book, Zhu Zhen was even more impressed. The barbaric language written in this national book is actually not far from what my fifth brother said.
"Fifth brother is really knowledgeable!" Zhu Zhen praised sincerely.
"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhu Su waved his hand and tried hard to uncover this section. If this sixth brother asked him where he learned it from, he would not be able to answer easily.
Jie Jin's eyes were also full of brilliance. He was amazingly talented and gifted. He had never been convinced by others, but he was the most admired by His Royal Highness the King of Zhou, whose intelligence, vision, and ability were unparalleled in the world, and he was willing to encourage him. Now that I have seen another one of his skills, I admire him even more and want to respect him as a contemporary saint.
Zhu Su did not want to talk much about it, but carefully considered the words in the book. Zhu Zhen asked curiously: "Brother, what else do you think this thing is for? It's just a fake, used to embarrass these Westerners once, that's all."
"Could it be that it has other functions?"
"If it's a fake, it's naturally useless, but this thing may be of great use in the future." Zhu Su said.
"The students don't understand what His Highness said." Xie Jin was also confused. "If you say that fakes are useless, why do you say that this thing will be of great use in the future? Could it be that in future generations, this thing can become real?"
"There is no final conclusion as to which one is true or false." Zhu Su took the initiative. Seeing that one of his younger brothers and one of his students were still puzzled, he smiled and said, "I would like to ask you, what is true and false? What defines it?”
"What does this need to be defined? True is true, false is false...can we insist on saying that what is false can become true?" Zhu Zhen said.
Xie Jin was thoughtful. He had been influenced by many new learnings, and his mind and vision had long been sharpened. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Your Highness is saying that as time goes by, this falsehood will naturally be said to be true... By then, Britain will be regarded as the territory of our Ming Dynasty, and our Ming Dynasty will be able to Is this the great cause of conquering Britain?"
"Haha, you are smart. You are worthy of being the current chief of the Imperial College." Zhu Su praised with a smile. "The king asked you to lurk around Na Xiyi. Naturally, you will not just work hard to fool them superficially."
"But what you said is not entirely correct. The so-called truth and falsehood are not simply blurred by time. Between countries, there is no such thing as true or false. Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say? "Zhu Su's eyes turned cold. Hundreds of years later, the British used the "Arrow Incident" to send troops to the Qing Dynasty, invade China, robbed countless cultural relics in the Oriental Treasure Old Summer Palace, and even burned those that could not be taken away. Although this "Arrow Incident" is full of loopholes, is it true or false? At that time, the British, who were not just strong ships and powerful guns, could just say whatever they said?
In his previous life, Zhu Su visited the countless Chinese cultural relics that were looted by the British in the British Museum, and he felt huge humiliation at that time. Now maybe there is a chance to take revenge, but why not leave a backdoor first? When the Ming Dynasty arrives at Britain's doorstep one day, it will be able to smash the British people in the face with this letter of credence as ironclad proof that "Britain has been the territory of the Ming Dynasty since ancient times."
Anyway, with the Yarrow incident in front of me, it can be regarded as treating the other person in his own way.
"Remember, the ceremony of sending these people's credentials to pay tribute will be made grander and everyone will know it. Historians, newspapers, etc. will have to write about it, and official history, unofficial history, folk gossip, etc. will all have to deal with it. The story and the contents of this national document are treasures of every family." Zhu Su chuckled, even if China did not have the national power to seize Britain after the Xia Dynasty, the history books were written in black and white, and everyone passed it down orally. If it is passed down to future generations, it will definitely make the British country suffer a dumb loss. Who told people in their country not to record history?
"Yes. The students will definitely build momentum." Xie Jin said. Although he felt that it was still far away from the Ming Dynasty to conquer Britain, perhaps hundreds of years later, he still felt sincere respect for His Highness the King of Zhou for planning for future generations. .
After discussing the credentials, Zhu Zhen came out to meet Philip and Felut with the "authenticated" credentials. When they learned that they had been officially recognized as a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, the two of them were overjoyed. But when they learned that they still needed to pay tribute to the Ming Emperor, they felt like they were struck by lightning.
"Your Highness... Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, must you make an offering to His Majesty the Emperor?" Philip asked weakly.
"Nonsense!" Zhu Zhen glared, and he seemed to have the power of an imperial family. "What's wrong with the envoy of the state if he doesn't pay tribute to our emperor of the Ming Dynasty?"
"Then why did you bring your credentials to Honglu Temple to ask for an audience? Are you here to entertain me, the Ming Dynasty?"
A group of soldiers drew their knives again, and the dazzling cold light frightened the two red-haired Yi people into confusion. Their belongings had been taken away bit by bit by the Maritime Safety Administration, Honglu Temple, and Xie Jin. This time they came to do business in the East and they had already lost money to their grandma's family. If the Orientals didn't dislike them for being dirty and scary, I'm afraid they wouldn't have even lost money. My pants have been pawned. How can I have the money to buy any offerings?
At this moment, I heard Zhu Zhen say something else: "There are so many foreign envoys from the West these days. You can't read the words "Bingan" and "Flangji".
"The Folangji Envoy can do more things than you... Even my father likes the gadgets they send."
These words made the hairs on Phillip and Felt stand up. Francois, also known as France, are two countries in Europe that are at odds with Britain. The war between the two countries has lasted for decades, and it can be said that they have become sworn enemies.
It has been a rough and arduous journey, and the only thing that is missing from success is this tremor... No matter how hard it is, we can't let Fo Langji take away the spot of Suihang Fengmingzhou! The two British barbarians looked at each other and made up their minds at the same time.
(End of chapter)
