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A warm greeting came from outside the yard, which surprised the clerk.
¡°Say so and so, am I the son of God?
After seeing Bastian¡¯s ugly face, the clerk¡¯s complacency was thrown away.
As long as people don¡¯t seek death, it will be difficult to die!
So when Fang Xing came in, the clerk went up to him and said, "I have met my uncle, and the messenger just now said that there is only one person in the Ming Dynasty who can discuss matters."
"That's right!"
Fang Xing casually cupped his hands and said, "In the Ming Dynasty, the final decision is only made by Your Majesty. I wonder if your envoy would be willing to discuss major matters between the two countries with Your Majesty?"
These words sounded nice, but Bastian knew that he was not qualified, so he lowered his attitude and said: "I have been away from Farak for a long time, and the longing for my family makes me unable to sleep, so I am a little anxious."
"Don't worry!"
Fang Xing said with a smile: "Uncle Ben is worried now. What if someone causes trouble? By then there will be a misunderstanding between the two countries, and the anger of the Ming Dynasty will burn all the way to Frank, so the Ministry of Rites is planning to let people learn from Frank. Do you have any objections to the language and characters?"
Of course Bastian had objections, but he couldn't say it out loud. He forced a smile and said: "Of course there is no problem, I'm just afraid that the time is too short and I won't be able to learn well!"
"That's none of your business."
After receiving the agreement, Fang Xinggong handed over and prepared to go back, but Bastian said dissatisfied: "Your Excellency, can our people learn the Ming Dynasty dialect and writing?"
Fang Xing said cheerfully: "No problem. When the time comes, the Ministry of Etiquette will naturally send a gentleman to the person designated by your envoy to study. I promise to do my best."
??Okay, Fang Xing is not cheating.
????????????? But the difficulty of speaking and writing is great
Fang Xing said with a smile: "This is a good decision. Both our countries will benefit from it. I think our cooperation will be all-encompassing in the future and we will become each other's strongest allies."
Bastian thought he had taken advantage, so he happily selected three people from the mission to study Ming culture.
In reciprocity, the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty also sent three people.
When the person who brought the three students to the mission met the interpreter, the interpreter's face turned pale. After the three people bowed in greeting, he walked up to the person and whispered: "Then This is the last time. You said you would not appear in front of me again. You broke the contract, damn it! Do you think I am a weak person? "
The visitor smiled, but with a dangerous light in his eyes, he whispered: "Teach with all your heart, but they don't know how, then we adults will think you are up to something, and the consequences just prepare to stay in Daming."
"You devils!" The interpreter's face turned green with anger, "Bastian will not agree!"
"If we are the devil, then you are the devil's partner."
The visitor said coldly: "As long as you do your best, do you understand? If you don't understand, you are not qualified to live in this world."
The interpreter gritted his teeth and said, "How do you know that Bastian will make me unsatisfied?"
The visitor smiled slightly and said, "If you are not of my race, your mind must be different."
"Okay, devil, you win!" The interpreter whispered: "But I want benefits. Without benefits, I would rather be hung outside the door by Bastian to dry."
"You are born businessmen, which is good, everything can be exchanged."
The visitor nodded and said, "You will be satisfied."
The negotiation here went smoothly, and the Frank student was also very satisfied because the teacher was very strict.
"A strict teacher produces a good disciple. This principle is applicable to both China and foreign countries in ancient and modern times."
It was a simple class, with three students sitting below and a little old man with a straight face standing on top.
"Ahem! The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive. These two sentences mean"
"Ahem! Confucius said, learn and practice from time to time"
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Both sides started studying at the same time. Two days later, the students from the Ministry of Etiquette were thoughtful. Then they worked hard night after night, memorizing by rote, and when they came back, the three of them would communicate with each other and compare each other.
But over there, the Frankish mission was filled with dark clouds.
"It's not easy to learn!"
One student¡¯s neck swayed to the rhythm as he spoke, ¡°Mingren¡¯s writing and language are profound and profound. A word has different meanings when used in different places. Bastian, it¡¯s difficult.¡±
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?A student who specializes in language said frustratedly: "It's not easy to learn. My tongue is almost tied up, but I still can't read the accurate pronunciation."
"Can you understand that?"
Bastian asked with his last hope.
The student shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't understand."
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"The old gentleman's speech was unclear."
Fang Xing laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. The Jinyiwei Baihu who came to tell him the news also couldn't hold back his laughter and said: "That man is a teacher, but his eloquence really makes the students despair. Later, most of them ran away and ended up working in the Ministry of Etiquette." The job of copying documents, well, it is said that he writes very well in one stroke."
"Shenyang has done a great job in handling this matter. As long as the interpreter doesn't expose it, the Franks will have nothing to say."
"Uncle, those people still want books."
Fang Xing¡¯s expression suddenly changed, and he said coldly: ¡°The Ministry of Rites agreed?¡±
The Baihu official shook his head and said, "Hu Hui said that this matter should be reported to His Majesty."
"Don't give it! I'll go into the palace and talk about it later."
Fang Xing entered the palace immediately, and Zhu Zhanji was waiting for news from the imperial doctor, looking particularly anxious.
"What did the imperial doctor say?"
"This is probably the only thing that Fang Xing dared to ask. Zhu Zhanji didn't feel dissatisfied and said casually: "It's just been in the past few days. The Queen's health is good, so there shouldn't be any big problems."
As he was talking, an imperial doctor came, and Fang Xing went out for a while. After he was done inside, he went in and told Zhu Zhanji about the matter.
"If they want books, then Confucian classics. As for other books, I think"
Fang Xing said with some murderous intent: "Who dares to sell No, no one will sell books to foreigners, then the people from the Ministry of Rites will keep an eye on them, and kill anyone who dares to rip them off!"
Zhu Zhanji nodded and muttered: "Let someone go"
"Chen Mo?"
"Chen Mo!"
The two of them almost spoke in unison, and then smiled at each other, very
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Chen Mo took office as a new official, but he didn't dare to light the fire.
On the first day he took office, Hu Hu summoned him.
It was still a simple and honest smile, but this smile made Hu Hui's heart tingle.
¡ª¡ªThe reputation of the Ministry of Rites will not be ruined in the hands of this person, right?
Chen Mo was stared at so hard that he smiled and said, "Sir, what are you doing in the Ministry of Etiquette?"
Hu Hui covered his forehead and said, "I have a favor for you. It's a big one. Can you promise to do it well?"
"No problem, sir!"
Chen Mo immediately gave Hu Xi a heart-breaking determination - "Sir, if you can't do it right, I will jump off the roof of the Ministry of Rites!"
Jumping off the roof of the Ministry of Rites?
Hu Bi dared to bet that the worst result of jumping off would be to break his leg, and this statement was equivalent to perfunctory Shangguan.
He suppressed the sound of rolling, waved his hand gently and said: "Go, go to the Frank Mission. As for failure If you fail, don't think about jumping off the roof. An Lun in the East Factory will be waiting for you!"
An Lun¡¯s perverted torture ability made all the officials change their minds after hearing about it, but Chen Mo didn¡¯t know it!
So he went to the mission station with confidence.
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Chen Mo¡¯s first impression on Bastian was that of being honest, so much so that when he learned that Chen Mo was the head of the Ministry of Rites responsible for negotiating the alliance between the two countries with him, he automatically ignored the fact that Chen Mo¡¯s rank was equivalent to humiliating himself.
It¡¯s good to be honest and honest!
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