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Chapter 176 Everyone should have pursuits

Chapter 176: Everyone should have a pursuit

Mr. Descartes finally took Yun Zhao’s outstretched hands, but used Western court etiquette, touching his chest and bending down.

"Thank you for your majesty's kindness. Descartes is deeply grateful."

"There, there, sir, you have come all the way from thousands of miles away. I am so happy that I only hope that Mr. To be able to like the Ming Dynasty and bring blessings to the people of the Ming Dynasty."

"The Ming Dynasty has a long history, and the ancestral temples of the Han people have not been cut off for thousands of years. It is really the only one in the world. Descartes is lucky enough to come to the Ming Dynasty. It’s me who has been contaminated by the blessings of the Han Ancestral Temple.”

Yun Zhao finally took the cold hand of the old scientific master and said with a smile: “I just hope that you can have a happy life in Ming Dynasty. Distinguished guests of the Ming Dynasty, please come to the palace quickly and let me serve you tea to wash away the dust.” Descartes smiled and introduced the scholars who had followed him to the Ming Dynasty. Yun Zhao took the trouble to talk to each of them. They exchanged pleasantries, shook hands with everyone, and talked about the academic research that these scholars are most proud of.

When it was Professor Paris's turn, he saluted devoutly and said: "I didn't expect that your majesty speaks English so well. However, this is the most barbaric language on the European continent. If your majesty is interested in European Linguistics, both Latin and French, are very good, and I am willing to serve His Majesty."

Many people's expressions changed after saying this, but Yun Zhao didn't seem to be interested. Care instead took Paris's hand and said: "An additional knowledge is a great surprise for me, there will be a chance."

Hearing this, Paris nodded proudly and asked Open, revealing a scholar behind.

After Yun Zhao got to know all the scholars, he personally helped Mr. Descartes onto the high platform amidst the sound of drums and placed him in the first seat on the right hand side.

Yang Xiong sat in the first position on the left hand, but he did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, when Mr. Descartes was polite, he insisted on placing Mr. Descartes in the position of the most distinguished guest.

He was not surprised by Mr. Descartes’s understanding of Ming etiquette. He was only surprised by Mr. Descartes’ pure Ming dialect with a Yushan accent.

Mr. Descartes is an old man with black hair. His facial features are not much different from those of Ming people. Especially when people get older, their facial features begin to become strange, so At this time, even if Mr. Descartes entered the Ming Dynasty, not many people would think that he was a European if they did not look carefully.

He wore a Taoist bun with a jade hairpin, a soft silk robe draped around his body, and a cloth belt tied lazily around his waist to serve as a belt, because he practiced ancient Taoism. Everyone could only kneel down, but Mr. Descartes sat lazily on his seat, and the two maids behind him who were specially arranged for him were gently shaking cattail leaf fans. This person looked more like someone from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. of romantic celebrities.

This is the temperament that talent and learning bring to him. In this regard, Yang XiongStill very convinced.

Today is actually a meeting, a high-level meeting. Although Zhu Cunji does not have any great abilities, in terms of etiquette, there is really no one in the Lantian Dynasty who can surpass him. many.

Whether it is the ancient custom of ringing bells and dining dishes, the upright and elegant music, or the eighteen-course state banquet he carefully selected, everything is impeccable.

"What a pity Zhu Cunji."

Yang Xiong turned sideways and said to Yun Yang, who was sitting next to him.

Yun Yang just ate a dish of celery and shrimp at an extremely uncomfortable speed. Although he had no interest in this bland dish, he had to admit that the beauty of this dish was really amazing. .

"You can bring him back. I heard that they are almost turning into savages on an island. Your Majesty really has no intention of killing him. Why did you say he was running away? Is it true? Are you planning to establish a Zhu Ming Dynasty on a desert island? Can the Zhu Ming Dynasty really be passed on?" Yang Xiong watched Mr. Descartes talking to the emperor and said to Yun Yang with a smile: " How did you become so open-minded?"

Yun Yang said with a smile: "Because we are strong enough now and have enough confidence. Now that it's time, we might as well be more generous, open-minded, and a little bit evil. "We can't afford big waves."

Yang Xiong nodded and said: "It's true. The people's hearts are with me, and the world is with me. A prosperous age should look like a prosperous age, just like Mr. Descartes came to the Ming Dynasty. We have enough." I am sure that I can assimilate this great scholar, rather than be influenced by this great scholar."

Seeing the emperor raising his glass again to invite him to drink, everyone raised their glasses in honor of Mr. Descartes. After the congratulations, six beautiful dancers slowly entered the stage. Although Chen Yuanyuan has reached the age of beauty, whether it is a song "Weicheng Song" or her dance performance, Descartes and others are still watching. Her mesmerizing performance has not faded with age. Instead, people are paying attention to her, and then to her singing and dancing.

It was just singing and dancing. Mr. Descartes raised his glass and said: "This is a treasure..."

Zhang Liang, who accompanied him, smiled and said: "Miss Chen's singing and dancing are originally from the Ming Dynasty. Treasure, she also has her own song and dance troupe in Chang'an, which often performs new music. When my husband has free time in the future, he can go to the theater to watch Miss Chen's performances. This is a great enjoyment. ”

Descartes smiled and said: "I am now convinced that my little grandson is right, this is paradise."

Zhang Liang smiled and said: "Because of the existence of Mr. It will be even more brilliant."

He said this very loudly. Not only Descartes heard it, but other European scholars also heard it. Yun Zhao picked up the wine glass again and said: "Cheers to heaven! ”

“Cheers to heaven!”

Chen Yuanyuan bowed her head, thanked everyone for their praise, waved her sleeves lightly, and walked out of the hall with small steps.

Chen Yuanyuan is also very satisfied with her performance. Her singing and dancing have long ago moved from sensual entertainment to the palace. Just like today's singing and dancing, it already belongs to the category of etiquette. This makes Chen Yuanyuan very satisfied with herself.

Today’s dance is divided into four poems and songs. She can preside over the poems and take the lead, which can be regarded as the first person in Ming Dynasty singing and dancing.

Little Descartes was beaten badly by Li Guocheng!

Except for the first punch that hit his nose, which caused blood to flow all over his face, the rest of the punches and feet landed on thick flesh but densely packed nerves.

Li Guocheng’s first punch was indeed suspected of revenge, because Xia Wanchun’s first punch hit him on the nose.

Little Descartes can still stand on the ground, but his body is shaking badly.

He is very strong. The problem is, the stronger a person is, the more he gets beaten.

After Li Guocheng held little Descartes' head and whispered to him, "If I can't beat Xia Wanchun, I can't beat you," little Descartes' anger almost burned him to death.

The anger is anger, the ability is ability, and the few punches he received in his ribs made it difficult for him to breathe, and there was no possibility of counterattack.

"If you want to become Descartes, this level of pain is nothing!"

Feng Ying put down the tea bowl, glanced at Descartes and said.

Li Guocheng said with a smile: "Welcome to the purgatory of Yushan Academy."

Two maids came up and quickly helped little Descartes wipe the blood off his face , combed his hair again, washed his face with warm water, and helped him put on a new set of suitable academy Tsing Yi.

Finally, he was placed on a chair, and the handsome young man returned.

However, his whole body felt as if he had been trampled by an elephant, and he was in so much pain that he could not even speak a word.

When Qian Duoduo arrived with the satisfied little Emily, the conversation atmosphere at Feng Ying was very good. Feng Ying talked eloquently, and little Descartes lowered his head, looking modest. He looked like he was being taught a lesson, and looked a little dazed when he saw the amount of money.

She knew what a proud little guy Descartes was, and this look was really weird.

Little Emily is here, and little Descartes definitely doesn’t want her sister to know what she just experienced, so she stays still for fear that her sister will see that she has just been beaten.

Different from the weird atmosphere in the harem, Mr. Descartes was very satisfied with the high-standard reception of the Ming Dynasty. Not only was he satisfied, but other European scholars were also very satisfied.

Since today is a reception, it is not the time to read out official documents. However, these European scholars heard the message that they are very popular and important from the officials attending the meeting and the emperor's words. .

A banquet started with lunch and didn’t end until sunset.

From beginning to end, the emperor sat at the top with a smile and was very patient.He kept asking for wine and entertained him very attentively.

At the end of the ceremony, every European scholar received a reward from the emperor. The reward was very simple, two pieces of silk per person and a thousand silver dollars. Mr. Descartes naturally received the largest reward. Ten bolts of silk, ten thousand silver dollars.

So, when every European scholar left the Huangji Palace, he was followed by two guards holding rewards. When he walked through the short street again, he Once upon a time, he received applause and deep envy from the people.

When Yun Zhao returned to the harem, he was already half drunk. When Li Guocheng came to him with little Descartes, he looked at the sluggish young man with a smile and said: " Your grandfather is a very respectable person."

Little Descartes endured the pain in his body, bent down and saluted: "Your Majesty, what kind of person are you?"

Yun Zhao knocked on his forehead and said: "I am a rather magical person."

Little Descartes asked: "Where is the magic?"

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Yun Zhao did not feel dissatisfied, looked at little Descartes and said: "It is relatively pure."

Little Descartes was obviously not satisfied with this answer, and continued to ask: "What do you want? What kind of person will I become?"

Yun Zhao sat up straight and stared at Descartes: "In view of your experience, I sincerely hope that you can base yourself on yourself and become a person who will change your whole life. And all his energy is dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world - those who fight for the liberation of mankind."

Little Descartes said: "Why should I become such a person?"

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Yun Zhao came to Descartes and said: "Everyone should have his own way. The way of most students at Yushan Academy is to establish a heart for the world, to establish a destiny for the people, and to carry on the past saints. Unique knowledge, creating peace for all generations.

And you are a Westerner, and you are a person who longs for light. When Europe is still in darkness, I hope you can turn into a ghost and earn a living. Break the darkness in Europe and bring a little light to the people there."

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