After coming out of the miscellaneous bureau of the Guangzhou Military Camp, Jia Cong's expression was quite satisfactory. In fact, there is no need to do all technical matters by himself, to provide guidance and rewards.

Before coming to Guangzhou, Jia Cong planned to agree to the cabinet ticket, and opened the firearm here and made a war. Jia Cong said with his hands: "Governor Ding, what is the education of Guangdong?"

The model guard followed behind, and Ding Qisheng took a step back and followed Jia Cong. Hearing this, he hesitated, as if he was hesitant.

"Haha... I know. I came here to supervise the navy military camp under the orders. It is not under my jurisdiction. It doesn't matter if you don't answer." Jia Cong waved his hand and laughed and said in an official voice.

"If this is not the case, it is really hard to speak. In history, there have been very few people standing in the court in this place in Fujian, Guangdong, because they are not good at speaking, so Master Supervisor..." Ding Qisheng said sadly.

Can't understand language?

Guangdong is indeed not well-educated. Jia Cong remembers that during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, he opened a college in Guangdong to teach scholars, but did not know how to speak the official language, and even if he passed the imperial examination, he would not be able to become an official...

However, the fact is that Yongzheng's academy in Guangdong was not successful... At this point, we can see how wise Qin Shihuang's "same writing" was, with a vast land and a wide range of things, and different customs and languages. It is not an exaggeration to discuss the merits and demerits of Ying Zheng, and it is not an exaggeration to have an emperor through the ages.

Among the four great inventions, the papermaking process for ideological and cultural dissemination accounts for half of the printing. Westerners are also very aware of this layer of China. In order to integrate into and open up the upper class of China, what they did was to print their books and disseminate them, and the second was to learn their culture and combine God with Confucianism. Only when many bigwigs accepted it in the Ming Dynasty.

However, their cultural invasion and academic dissemination are the basis for conquest, capital invasion, acquisition of raw materials and cheap labor, which is also a fact.

There is only interests between countries.

Just like the massacre in Nanjing, there is no benefit, and Britain and the United States have chosen to wait and see.

It's hotter in Guangdong, and he can't fully understand the noisy slang of the city.

He walked all the way to the imperial envoy in the city. Among them, there was a woman in black who followed Jia Cong's escort. Ding Qisheng turned a blind eye to him and left the door.

Jia Cong was basically sure that Tang Yao was a senior figure in the White Lotus Sect, and making friends with high-ranking officials and nobles was also their usual method.

Since being "violently treated" by Jia Cong, Tang Yao has been by his side reluctantly, and Jia Cong seems to be happy to let her serve as an escort.

In the study, Jia Cong crossed his legs with extremely indecent movements. He leaned against the back of the Taishi Chair, and read the letters with a scattered look. Some of them were Coelho and some of them Van Dyke. He put down the palm fan in his left hand and waved his hand: "Miss Tang, come, do you think the sky in Lingnan is too hot? Come and fan the wind. Maybe I will be interested. I will tell you some big secrets of the court one day..."

"This dog official..." Tang Yao gritted his teeth secretly. Not only did he take away his virginity, but he also wanted to hit someone for the slutty in front of him. But when he thought about his purpose, he suddenly walked over swayingly, fanned Jia Cong from behind, and kept urging him to drink: "Drink more, you won't be hot when you get drunk... The little girl is yours, what are you afraid of?"

"So good..." Jia Cong arched his head to the back, enjoying it with great comfort: "Don't let it go, you can't drink too much wine. I will still have to meet foreign envoys later..."

A hint of anger flashed in Tang Yao's eyes, but he obediently became a servant, serving tea, pouring water, and fanning the air. Even the governor couldn't help but sigh: It's much better than Qingwen and Xiangling, look at this kind of cleverness and cleverness.

Tang Yao's eyes looked at the letters from time to time, and Jia Cong seemed to be ignorant, but there was no trace of sneer on the corner of his mouth.

In the afternoon, the two sides met again in the central hall of the imperial envoy's office, and the meeting went smoothly.

Jia Cong brought Miss Tang Yao to attend, and Ding Qisheng and Portugal pretended to be invisible and tacitly understood.

Coelo, who was sitting in the VIP seat, clapped his palms, and suddenly, an exotic girl walked into the hall.

This girl is Defney, but she is very different from yesterday. She is dressed and clean, tall, wearing a costume called printed by Westerners, with blonde hair and eyes... blue... but her expression is like a puppet, which is not beautiful.

Tang Yao was stunned for a moment. It was awkward to see it for the first time, but if you look closely, you can't say it's ugly...

At this time, everyone looked at Jia Cong again, and saw that the gaze of the Supervisor's eyes could not be concealed at all. In particular, they paid special attention to Defney's exposed arms and legs. The Supervisor's head also stretched forward from time to time, as if they wanted to explore the deep and exotic ravines under Defney's neck...

Christopher whispered proudly: "Governor, this Governor, is indeed full of energy. No wonder he brings a woman by his side every day... Oh, God forgives the sins, he should have never experienced the hardships of our thousands of miles of sailing..."

"Ahem..." Ding Qisheng felt that he couldn't hold his face anymore.

When he saw Jia Cong's face, Tang Yao felt that he was being compared, because... Jia Cong did not show this way when he saw her. Perhaps this foreign woman is unique, Jia Cong is good at this?

"Your Excellency, this is Miss Defney from Liverpool, England. Now I offer her to you. I hope you will accept it with a smile." Coelho raised his proud head and smiled.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Jia Cong nodded repeatedly, withdrew his lustful eyes, picked up his pen to sign, and waved his hand: "This commander, Jia Cong, the chief of the five provincial commanders of the Dashun, agreed to the agreement between the Portuguese Governor Coelo and the Jesuits. This agreement will take effect now: agree to print and publish books by Taisie, communicate with each other, and agree to bring your country's personnel to Beijing, to the Ministry of Rites, to see all agreements such as the lease and customs of our country, and to the Macao Customs..."

"Thank God!" Coelo, Christopher stood up excitedly, and Jia Cong also came over and hugged Coelo. Coelo was stunned for a moment, and Jia Cong laughed and said, "It is a traditional virtue of our country to follow the customs and respect others...hahaha..."

"Hahaha..." Coelho also burst into laughter.

Then, there is naturally a banquet that celebrates the whole world together.

At night, Jia Cong, who had a "new love" Defney, naturally forgot his "old love" Tang Yao.

Watching Jia Cong and Miss Defne drink and chat, Miss Tang Yao's eyes blew fire.

"I can't stand my mind anymore. This hypocritical dog official can even betray the national interests for his own selfishness. What else can't betray? I did not read the wrong person..." Tang Yao sneered slightly. These days, Jia Cong was guarding her openly and secretly... He also had to take the guards and tie her up secretly...

...

"Miss Defney, I'm glad to have dinner with you..." Jia Cong smiled and shook the glass of wine in his hand. Yes, this girl has something that all the women he's ever seen don't have: sexy.

It's really fresh.

Defney's blonde hair draped over her shoulders, sat upright without moving, and closed her mouth. Portugal is really amazing, and the temperament of this woman doesn't look like something she dragged out of a slum...

Jia Cong drank slowly and continued to seize the offensive, saying very gentlemanly: "Miss Defney doesn't have to be afraid. I have also heard of Liverpool. It is said that it is located in the north of Wales, close to the harbor, and was built by selling black slaves..."

Defney was indeed surprised, but it ended there.

Jia Cong said again: "You are the Chief Member of Great Britain, or the Prime Minister, Robert or that?"

Defne frowned in confusion, and it took a long time to spit out a sentence: "Are you cheating on those Portuguese?"

Jia Cong smiled and leaned into Defney's snow-white ear and blew: "This lady from Great Britain, I believe you have heard two words from Rome: For tooth and all the roads lead to Rome. I don't like women being too smart, even if you pretend to be stupid..."

Defne continued to restore her puppet-like expression, as if she had accepted her fate, and was then sent to the wing room for rest and sent someone to monitor her.

Jia Cong looked at the written agreement with Portugal disdainfully. When his hands tightened, the paper was torn to pieces, and the debris fell to the ground, and some floated into the trash can.

After winking, Sun Fu went out to inform him.
Chapter completed!