Chapter 165 The old thief is ten thousand paragraphs(1/2)
The one who arrived later was still not the new army...
This is obviously a criminal case, and it is impossible to summon the field army directly. Besides, the new army is on the large colonel and it is impossible to arrive in a short time.
So the archers from the Five Cities Military Command were arrived.
Although the name is a archer, it is actually either an archer or a security soldier similar to a policeman. So they did not attack after they arrived, and just shouted with harshness on the inside.
Yang Feng sat so arrogantly on a stack of green insects, and continued to admire Nanjing City without a glance. His Majesty the Emperor behind him was also admiring the Yangtze River. Their location was very safe, and there was no higher than theirs around him. His ancestor built a base and originally planned to build a high building, but later he felt that it was a waste of money and was not necessary to appreciate the Yangtze River. So he found a step where heaven could dream and stopped work directly.
Just like this, it took two hundred years.
In fact, it has to continue to be unfinished in history.
But this base is like a turret. As long as you install a heavy artillery, it is just used to lock the Yangtze River. The only passage is the steps down the mountain in front of Yang Feng.
"Taizu's style is fascinating!"
His Majesty the Emperor sighed.
It can be seen that he is in a very complicated mood...
Standing where his ancestors once commanded thousands of troops, facing the messy country and countless traitors, His Majesty the Emperor also felt a little shameless.
His ancestor was watching from the mountain behind!
Standing here and looking at it, you can barely see the big tomb of his ancestors.
"The bastard, why haven't you taken down this thief!"
The manager is finally here.
A civil servant in green robe rushed to the back of the archer and shouted.
The archers then walked forward tremblingly. Just as they walked more than ten meters away, Yang Feng bowed slightly and picked up a blue worm from under his butt and threw it directly at them. The blue worm hit the archers in a blink of an eye, and fell down several instantly. Then they rolled down the steps together. The remaining archers were so scared that they quickly turned around and ran down, running while running, and then they helped the injured ones back to the starting point in a mess.
I was watching the fun and laughing.
At this time, there were indeed many people watching the fun, not only on the steps, but also on the surrounding mountains and forests, and even on some trees.
And it's increasing.
The green-robed official cursed the archers in anger.
At this moment, Wanli, who had been admiring the Yangtze River, turned his head and he was looking up. The two of them immediately looked at each other, but Wanli had no reaction. Of course, His Majesty the Emperor could not know such a green-robed official, but the green-robed official was stunned for a moment.
"Snap around here first and don't let these thieves run away."
He shouted immediately.
"Master, let's call some new troops over and bring all the muskets to take down the thief in one go."
A archer said in a humble manner.
"Idiot, that's not a merit for the new military."
The green robe official shouted.
After saying that, he walked straight into the sedan chair and left in a hurry.
Before leaving, I looked back at Wanli, with a clear expression on my face.
"Your Majesty, he knows you?"
Yang Feng said.
Judging from this, it is obvious that he recognizes His Majesty the Emperor.
"The green robe official should be the inspector of the city. These censors are all from Jinshi, and they are in recent subjects, especially the last two subjects. I always have to go to the palace examination. I have met them once, and it will only take a few years. It would not be surprising if I have those good memory to recognize them."
His Majesty the Emperor said calmly.
However, since he recognized him but did not come to pay homage, he did not want to recognize him. If he left in a hurry, he would definitely report the message to Gao Panlong and others. In other words, this was also a traitor. The result of his report was that he would mobilize elites to kill him.
sorrow.
It's so sad.
Then his eyes fell into the crowd...
"Who is this?"
He looked at a middle-aged man there in confusion.
“Hao?”
Yang Feng's eyes widened in an instant.
It was a ghost guy wearing Ming Dynasty costume. Although he knew that there were these guys in the Ming Dynasty at this time, it was the first time he had seen them until now, and the latter was also looking at them curiously. There was an old bald man next to him in a monk's robe. The two of them were obviously together, and this combination was still very interesting.
"You said, what about you, that ghost guy, come up, come up!"
Yang Feng pointed at him and shouted.
The latter looked at him in confusion...
"Did you hear me? Ghost, don't dare!"
Yang Feng shouted.
The latter smiled and exchanged gazes with the old bald man beside him. Then the two walked up calmly. Several archers quickly stopped him. The old bald man scolded him. The archers were too lazy to stop him anymore. Anyway, they were the ones who were going to die. They quickly walked onto the stage. One ghost man and the other bald man stood together and looked a bit interesting.
"Which fan did you come from?"
Wanli looked at the ghost guy in confusion and said.
"I am the tribute envoy of the Atlantic State of Taisi."
The ghost guy said.
"The Ming Dynasty's vassal states had Western countries and Western Zuoli countries. How could another Atlantic state come out?"
Wanli said.
"I arrived in the Ming Dynasty in the tenth year of Wanli. It is because there is no Atlantic Kingdom in the list of tributes in the Ming Dynasty, so I have been staying there until now."
The ghost guy said.
"Don't listen to him nonsense. He is just a missionary. He is a group of Red Haired people. The Red Haired people believe in their Taixi religion. Their heads ask the Red Haired people to protect these monks and go to various countries to preach their Taixi religion. I guess they can't enter the Ming Dynasty because they know this reason, so they lied that they were tribute envoys. There should be many such people in the Honghaired people in Haojing, Guangdong in recent years. Since this guy came in the tenth year of Wanli, he should have been preaching in our Ming Dynasty for a long time.
Maybe there are believers in the Ming Dynasty."
Yang Feng said.
Matteo Ricci!
This guy was indeed active in Nanjing at this time.
However, this Atlantic Kingdom was indeed inexplicable. They should have made up a name casually. The Ming Dynasty's tribute was not just one, but it had to be on the tribute list. Therefore, after the Spanish occupied Luzon, they continued to trade with the Ming Dynasty in the name of Luzon. The Dutch later came to be beaten because they did not understand this rule. It would be simple if they traded under the banner of tribute in the name of those small Southeast Asian countries that they destroyed.
I have to say that these guys have taken great pains to give money to the Ming Dynasty at this time.
"Then why isn't he red-haired?"
The Imperial Concubine looked at Matteo Ricci curiously.
"Thaixi is also from many small countries. Their races are also different. There are blonde and blue eyes, and red-haired and white hair like ghosts. His black hair is from the south of Thailand. The climate there is similar to that in our Jiangnan, and it also produces silk. I don't know when it was passed down from us, but it is not as crude as our Ming Dynasty.
The head of the Taixi Church is with them, so many of them run to the temple.
Their temples can collect taxes, and they collect more ruthlessly than our Ming Dynasty. Most of the people in our Ming Dynasty are almost one-twentieth of the harvest, and they collect tithing taxes."
Yang Feng said.
"You even understand Tessie?"
The imperial concubine said in surprise.
"I understand a little, I understand a little."
Yang Feng said reservedly.
Matteo Ricci stood there in embarrassment.
"If it is not for those rebellious heresy, I, the Ming Dynasty, did not prohibit it. Why should I lie about tribute envoys? Is it because of deception? Is it because of honesty? If you act like this, you will not be a good thing? Is it a dereliction of duty for governments in various places to let you wander in Nandu?"
Wanli said.
"You are really wise. You are really not a good person if you are sneaky. As for who is this master, why are you a master mixed with this ghost guy, they don't recognize the Buddha. They seem to have only one god in this world, and the others are fake. If you are with him, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame him?"
Yang Feng looked at the master and said.
"I am just used to wearing monk robes, and I am not a real Buddhist disciple. As for being with Brother Xitai, I am just to discuss the knowledge of the East and West."
The master said calmly.
"Well, what's there to discuss with him? He doesn't know much about me. If you really like it, we will discuss it one day."
Yang Feng said.
The master just smiled, and he looked a bit proud.
"Hurry, this thief is fierce and cruel, and his crime is unforgivable. He doesn't need to be arrested and he will be dismembered from pieces!"
A voice suddenly rang.
To be continued...