Under the lampstand, Coelho was writing a letter, and there were spices and porcelains with a large span of origin on the table. They moved to the upper floor of a church, behind them was an ivory bed and a glass lampshade in front of them. The taste of spices was fascinating, but pepper and opium were not listed.

The letter reads: "His Majesty, our situation is very difficult..."

"It seems like we have returned to the time when we just searched for India, when we called the Far East and India, and it took us hundreds of years to enter and understand the country until we gained a foothold."

"When we came to Japan, we learned that most of the culture there came from the Far East powers, so we searched for this rich country. We could make profits on both sides of the way back and forth."

"However, in the current situation, the Netherlands and England are catching up with us. Although we are unwilling to admit it, the Invincible Armada has been wiped out. In the Far East, the country's governor is as cunning as a fox, and he is also fickle and lustful as a livestock, thinking that it is as easy to control like a rabbit, but sometimes he is like a hedgehog..."

In Spanish, Coelho's mood was very heavy, as ethereal as the fog when crossing the Indian Ocean, but the facts were as heavy as he said. Before he finished writing, gunfire came from downstairs.

Joining Father Christopher, they took the officer down and saw the air passages of the buildings on both sides of the left and right, surrounded by a group of people with white turbans, white clothes, white pants and white belts.

They either held bird guns or bows and arrows to siege the church. They first fired the bird guns for a while. The gatekeeper closed the iron gate, and Christopher changed color: "It is said that this is a folk church in Dashun, and the government has no ability to completely eradicate them. This is a cult..."

"Oh...I'm very broken!" Coelho was furious, especially when a piece of glass in front was cracked by a bird gun.

Bird guns, bird guns, and their tubes are shaped like bird beaks. They can hit birds in the sky. They are called bird guns. They are a type of collide gun.

Compared with Portugal's equipment, the White Lotus Sect's bird gun needs time to ignite and launch, which can be said to be very backward.

However, they could not resist the large number of people. Once the front row bird guns were fired, the archers could catch up immediately before the next shot. Coelo, who had already experienced a water battle, could not stand it anymore, especially the mysterious ritual of the White Lotus Sect, which could attack people psychologically.

"The Virgin is here! As the law is in a hurry!"

"Where the Virgin arrives, all the people surrender, Western demons, shallow fish trapped. Under the white lotus seat, steel is not in, the Virgin protects the body and helps the poor!"

People from the White Lotus Sect have uniform slogans. They pass by the roads under the lanterns and collect protection fees from passing households from time to time.

The leading saint was dressed in black clothes and veiled in front of the church gate. Under the veils of black veil, the beautiful face was vaguely visible, but the voice was cold: "Western demon! Death!"

"Bang!"

Leng Xingyu stroked the steel knife and actually spit out flames. The church members became more and more excited. They believed in the Virgin Mary of White Lotus.

"What do you want?" Christopher's Chinese was mixed with a Western accent.

He Jingniang blinked her beautiful eyes on the black veil and suddenly remembered the style of the shameless man. She followed her like this and coughed lightly: "God has the virtue of being a virtuous person. Our hall has the responsibility to protect Guangzhou. So please pay some protection fee, otherwise, you will be killed by the death of the fish!"

"After paying the money, can you leave?" Christopher was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Um...then it depends on whether I feel good." He Jingniang said sadly.

Christopher and Coelli staggered at the same time and almost fell from the upstairs. Coelli was furious and furious: "If you don't hand it over, you won't leave, if you don't hand it over, you won't leave. What are you going to do?"

Well, the foreigners can really count as business, He Jingniang turned her eyes and thought.

The two sides clashed for a while, each with casualties, there were no pedestrians in the alleys and on the streets, and they closed their doors and doors. Soon, another team of Dutch soldiers came with guns. Coelho was overjoyed and worried, and he couldn't breathe.

...

"Swoosh!"

A bow and arrow shot on the target, and the target and the arrow shaft vibrated at the same time. The vibration was like a man and a woman doing love exercises at night. Jia Cong put down the crossbow of the divine arm bow and moved his wrist.

This is a military camp outside Guangzhou city. It is close to the river dock. Next to Jia Cong, there is a divine arm bow, which defeats the enemy bow, and the range can reach about 300 steps. Now his personal bravery is roughly equivalent to a qualified soldier.

Since he encountered dangers one after another, Jia Cong has often exercised his bow, horse, riding and shooting, in order to protect himself and live a long life.

"Teacher, the students have re-translated and made notes on Western astronomy and physics." Zhou Wenbai came out to report and sighed in a complicated way: "I have to say that the teacher is far-sighted and has a high perspective. Western theory is indeed unique."

Now, Zhou Wenbai, Zheng Renfen, Wei Ruolan and others have all taken Jia Cong as their teacher, which is a matter of undesirable desire. As a Emperor Wenzong and a Grand Secretary, Jia Cong has reached a high position in fame and fortune. He is more than enough to be a teacher, which has deepened Jia Cong's connection and relationship with them.

However, Jia Cong complained in his heart... If Jia Tanchun was not far away from Qianxiangguo, but married one of them, then... wouldn't it be a mess of generations?

He thought that if he was idle one day, it would be good to go back to Dangdang teacher. Like Zhao Beidou, of course, he did not want to teach eight-legged essays, but wanted to establish his own school, spread the world and benefit the world, study things and become a saint, and it would be a beautiful thing to think about it...

"The teacher said that learning to study things and knowledge can create a labor-saving steam engine that changes the lives of the world and brings prosperity to the world. At first, it was like a mirror of water and moon, but the human power was indeed endless. In these days, someone has created a Lumi gun that can fire twenty bullets in a row..."

Wei Ruolan was very excited. These rich second-generations looked longing and were used to simplifying things. They just thought that Jia Cong would be fine if he had done something. Jia Cong was like a myth. Although their teacher was often criticized before he did something big, the facts later proved that Jia Cong's decision was highly correct.

Jia Cong just comforted and encouraged him, and did not reveal his inner worries. In fact, the official strictly controlled the maritime trade and nationalized it would inevitably infringe on the interests of some officials and big businessmen. There is great resistance. I don’t know how those officials would impeach him and compete with the people for profit?

But he is not afraid. He has become a general trend and is full of wings. He can give it a try!

Then, Jia Cong talked with them about the knowledge of studying things and learning, inspected the military camp, appeased the officers and soldiers, and then returned to his own camp to read letters. Zhou Wenbai, Zheng Renfen, and Wei Ruolan whispered about the men's topic: "I think that foreign girl is good, and has a unique flavor..."

"There is something wrong with Earl Zheng's aesthetic taste. What's the best for foreign women? I heard that their body hair is very thick... they are just barbarians. Maybe Earl Zheng has been hanging with her all year round, and even when she sees a sow, she feels pretty…"

"Shh, stop talking."

Jia Cong felt very strong and read several letters in a row, including Wang Yingyuan, the emperor, the Wei Dingguo, Hong Jing, Jia She, Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Baochai and Xiuyan, etc., which can be said to be complete in family affairs, state affairs and world affairs. Sometimes his eyebrows are stretched, sometimes his eyebrows are frowning.

Just as he sighed quietly, He Jingniang, who was wearing black clothes and gauze, stood at his desk without anyone noticing, Jia Cong changed his color in shock: "Come here, there is an assassin..."

"Shut up." He Jingniang rolled her eyes, sat next to Jia Cong with a smile, placed her sword on the rosewood table, and said with a smile: "By the way, I heard what the foreign devil said: shut             up!"

"It's done?"

"Well, Van Dijk has also come here, and has suffered repeated blows. It is easy to drive Portugal out. But you have to strive for maximum profits. Without foreigners doing trade and obtaining a trade surplus, where do you get money and military pay?"

"But, I also feel that working with the Dutch is to make a fuss with tigers. The displacement of Dutch warships is much stronger than the two Portugal ships. Besides, if you go overseas, Akagi and Japan are a must-visit trade location. That is to compete with the Netherlands for food. God knows whether it will fight."

"If you want to say that Yu Chenglong is powerful, he is no less than that of an adult. He insists on keeping the King of Qin in Tongguan and not entering. Hey, with places like Shanxi and Shaanxi, where copper, iron, sulfur and saltpeter are high, I am afraid that there will be no firearms. However, now, there are probably many people in Dashun World who want to swallow the adults alive, peel off their cramps and skins, and crush bones and ashes."

He Jingniang picked up a few letters and saw that he learned a lot of news. Seeing that Jia Cong didn't say a word, He Jingniang looked behind the screen and her eyes seemed to have a perspective, and her face was filled with murderous aura: "Sir, do you not suspect that foreign woman is a spy? If you cut the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze will blow again. This matter is not careless. Fortunately, I have removed this eyeliner for the adult."

"Slow." Jia Cong was ashamed. Defney's sexy is second-hand. The key is that her ability and insight are obviously more useful than sexy. Of course, from Jia Cong's subconscious mind, Defney's sexy also accounts for a certain proportion...

"I am currently short of staff, and the education that Defney received has helped me a lot." Jia Cong said lightly, "Damn, this woman is so murderous, I haven't even enjoyed it yet, why do you kill me?"

The more He Jingniang listened, the more angry he became. She held the plain hand on the hilt of the sword and her veins were exposed.

I don’t know if Defney heard it. The foreign woman came in silently and put down several bills. She was very skilled in the double bookkeeping method and could see that her face was extremely pale.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "My grandma Jing, look, Defni has a great role. You are both literary and military, and you are a combination of pearls. That is the supreme truth and kingly way. I don't like anything else, but I like the truth."

Defney blinked her eyelashes and praised: "The adults are so ambitious that they regard truth as their lifelong ideal."

"Well." Jia Cong was proud and touched the corner of Defney's skirt: "That's because the truth is pure. If Defney is not fully exposed, it is the local truth. I also like the local truth!"

Only then did Defney understand what "truth" was. She was surprised that the noble "philosophy" in European thoughts was so dirty when Jia Cong was put... Her face became more and more ugly, and she turned around and fled...

In order to prepare to travel across the ocean, there are many foreign language courses in the West, including Chinese, and Defney obviously has a lot of things to survive here, which can be used by Jia Cong, but she couldn't accept it for a while...

Even He Jingniang secretly spitted: "Shameless!"

However, I can't hear disgust in my words.

Jia Cong was afraid that this woman would get angry. A woman with force was obviously harder to control than Wang Xifeng. Jia Cong pressed the Saint of White Lotus on the chair of the Grand Master: "My reputation is famous in China. You have made contributions to the country. I never do anything about the death of a rabbit and a dog. In the future, I will turn a blind eye to you. Girl, don't be manic, I will teach you how to explore the truth..."

"Let go..." He Jingniang was ashamed and angry, but Jia Cong's determination and courage on the road to exploring the truth was really fearless and courageous. He lifted off her black veil with one hand and wandered around the two full hands. He Jingniang had only a lot of force, so she couldn't use it.

Clang! When! Bang!

After a while, the Taishi Chair fell directly, and the two rolled to the ground, panting, and their swords fell to the ground. The black skirt instead highlighted her two legs that clamped Jia Cong's back waist. They became more straight and white, full of bodybuilding, and also better highlighted the beautiful blush on their face.
Chapter completed!