"It's almost done." Wang Pu smiled, "I have asked the weapon workshop to speed up the time to build it. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to collect five hundred muskets in the past few days and I will be able to ship to Chuzhou soon."

"Is that right?" Bailian leader smiled charmingly, "I finally have a little conscience."

"I'm sorry to see you." Wang Pu smiled with a saliva, "I'm so infatuated with my sister."

“Yo.”

The White Lotus leader suddenly sat on Wang Pu's lap with a tilted body, hugged Wang Pu's neck affectionately, and said in a charming voice, "Little bad guy, why don't you leave tonight? Stay here to accompany your sister, okay?"

Wang Pu was moved when he heard this.

However, Wang Pu is also a veteran in Fengyue Field, and is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Soon he found that the White Lotus Sect leader breathed slowly, his eyes were clear, and there was no sign of emotion. This expression of smoky eyes and charming expression was not from the heart, but was just used to charm Wang Pu.

Seeing this through, Wang Pu's desire suddenly melted like ice and snow.

Wang Pu also knew that it was extremely risky to face the White Lotus Sect Master day and night.

The purpose of the White Lotus Sect Master is already very clear. She clearly wants to use her unique physical conditions and her innate fox charming skills to fascinate Wang Pu, and let Wang Pu fall under her pomegranate skirt, and then use Wang Pu's influence in the Ming Dynasty to serve the White Lotus Sect. The only thing Wang Pu is uncertain about is, if he really defected to the White Lotus Sect Master, how would the White Lotus Sect Master treat him?

Wang Pu's purpose was also clear. The beauty plan he used was a disagreement plan by the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

As long as the leader of the White Lotus Sect stays by Wang Pu's side and separates her from her fellow believers, Wang Pu can carry out his tricks. He will make the White Lotus Sect separate from his morality and eventually become a chess piece in his hand. He can do whatever he wants, and Monk Zhang is a nail that Wang Pu Qi entered into the White Lotus Sect.

Anyone who underestimates Monk Zhang will definitely suffer a great loss.

Wang Pu knew that Monk Zhang was very wise and foolish, but seemed reckless and actually as careful as a haircut. What is even more rare is that Monk Zhang was loyal to Wang Pu and ordered to do what he wanted.

The question now is. Was Wang Pu lost in the gentle village of the White Lotus Sect Master first? Or did Wang Pu dismantle the White Lotus Sect first? Wang Pu could clearly feel that since the return of the East China Sea, the White Lotus Sect Master has strengthened her gentle offensive, and Wang Pu is becoming increasingly difficult to resist.

"General, I have important things to report to you."

When Wang Puzheng didn't know how to deal with it, Xiao Qi's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Wang Pu breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted the Bailian Sect Leader's seductive plump buttocks. The Bailian Sect Leader gave Wang Pu a charming look. Then he stood up lazily from Wang Pu's legs, twisted his waist and walked into the back of the screen.

Wang Pu left the temple. When Xiaoqi was about to speak, Wang Pu winked at him urgently.

Xiao Qi knew it and swallowed the words he vomited to his mouth back into his stomach. Then the two of them went straight to the side of Xiaoyao Fairyland. Outside the side of the side, Lu Liu had been waiting in a carriage.

Xiaoqi followed Wang Pu into the carriage, and then whispered: "General. The people from the White Lotus Sect have appeared."

"Oh?" Wang Pu whispered, "Are you sure?"

"Confirm." Xiaoqi said affirmatively, "Although these two guys were very careful, the four girls who served them still found some clues. Based on all aspects of the situation, Bei Yi can be sure that they are people from the White Lotus Sect. They just don't know the purpose of their coming to Nanjing, and they don't know if they have ever had contact with the White Lotus Sect Leader?"

"They probably have never contacted the White Lotus Master. After all, the White Lotus Master has never hidden her whereabouts. Everyone she has contacted with is under our surveillance, otherwise we would not have known it." Wang Pu said, "In this way, the monk's quietly released wind has already taken effect. Some of the powerful figures of the White Lotus Master can no longer sit still."

Xiaoqi said with a singing voice: "I really didn't realize that such a rough man, the monk is really capable of doing this."

Wang Pu smiled and said, "It is precisely because the monk is a rough man. He doesn't look like a fool. He says something that someone believes it."

Xiaoqi said: "What the general said is."

Wang Pu said: "It seems that it's time. It's just right to take advantage of this opportunity to dismantle the White Lotus Sect."

A shout suddenly sounded outside the car.

Wang Pu lifted the curtain of the car and asked, "What's going on?"

Lu Liu stepped forward and replied, "General, when he met a beggar, he insisted on begging."

"Oh, God, I'm not a beggar." A somewhat stiff voice suddenly sounded from the shadows of the roadside. "I am John, a missionary in England. I really know your general. At this time last year, he saved my life at sea. I swear in the name of God, and I did not lie..."

"Get out!" A guard impatiently put the knife on the beggar's neck and shouted, "Don't get out of here, I'll slash you with one knife."

"Stop." Wang Pu frowned, "Let him come here."

Lu Liu said in surprise: "General..."

"Shut up." Xiaoqi also poked his head out and cursed, "Didn't you hear the general?"

"Yes." Lu Liu responded and waved his hand and shouted, "Bring that guy here."

Two guards had already brought the beggar to the carriage. Wang Pu looked at it in the light and couldn't help but say, "Isn't this a missionary John?"

This man was indeed the missionary of John from the sea, and also sent Wang Pu a flint-locked short-handled musket. However, John was extremely embarrassed at this moment, his priest robe was torn and rotten, and his hair was scattered. In the winter, he was wearing straw sandals and his face was frozen blue and purple.

John stepped forward and bowed to Wang Pu, and said respectfully: "Dear General, John pays his highest respect to you."

Wang Pu quickly jumped out of the carriage and replied, "Present John, why are you like this?"

"Oh." John sighed and shook his head, "It's hard to say anything."

As he said that, John talked about his experience of breaking up in Nanjing last year and then going to Songjiang, Suzhou and Fengyang prefectures. Finally, he said with some disdain: "God of General, it seems that your advice from the earth was to the earth. Catholicism is not popular in your country. Over the past year, I have lobbyed countless local governments, but no official is willing to fund the church."

"But you have not gained nothing," Wang Pu smiled, "At least you have learned to speak fluently in Chinese, have you?"

"Yes. General," said John, "this is why I asked you this time. I want to help you translate a few Western books in exchange for some labor fees. I plan to return to England."

Wang Pu stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage, smiled and said, "Get on the car, Priest John."

The Admiral of Yanziji.

The backyard for Wang Pu’s family’s living and living has been built, and Chen Yuanyuan and the others finally no longer have to live in the bamboo shed.

Although it was already very late, the lights in the west wing were still on, and the young lady was playing with Xiaowan, while Chen Yuanyuan sat quietly watching them play. From time to time, a crisp and pleasant laughter came from it, and the air was filled with a warm, light and pleasant atmosphere.

The young lady held Xiaowan's cut by herself in her hand. She chased Xiaowan and laughed: "Sister Xiaowan, just try it on. Anyway, there is no one else here except the little sister and wife. Why are you shy? Just try it."

"don't want."

Xiaowan was like a frightened little deer fled to Chen Yuanyuan and asked for reinforcements, "Sister Yuanyuan, you should take care of the young mother, this little girl's movie is almost overwhelming."

"Tender mother." Chen Yuanyuan smiled and said angrily, "Stop making trouble."

Only then did the young lady walk to Xiaowan with her sexy underwear and ask with a blushing face: "Sister Xiaowan. Is this dress really you cut it out?"

"Yeah." Xiaowan nodded softly, and two red clouds suddenly appeared on her fair pink face, and she said shyly, "However, the general first drew the pattern and then cut it according to the cut."

The young lady looked back at Chen Yuanyuan and said softly: "I really didn't see that the general could come up with these strange clothes styles. However, only those bad women dare to wear such clothes styles. If the little maid dared not wear them, unless... unless they were for the general to see them."

Xiaowan gave her young lady a blank look and said angrily: "The general has said that these clothes were originally worn in the boudoir, and you didn't let you wear them to show your face."

"The general is so bad." said the young lady shyly, "and she actually came up with so many shameful clothes."

As he was talking, the sound of brisk footsteps suddenly sounded outside the west wing.

"Oh, the general is back."

The young lady was startled and was about to find a place to hide the sexy underwear in her hand when it was too late. When the door opened, Wang Pu had already strode in. When he saw the three girls, he couldn't help but exclaim, "You are all here? Hey, why are you blushing? Are you talking bad things about me just now?"

"No." The young lady hurriedly hid her sexy underwear behind her. Her fair pink face was already red with shame, and she said softly, "No."

"My husband, you're tired after a day of busyness, right?"

Chen Yuanyuan stood up, glanced at Wang Pu gently, and told Neng Niang and Xiaowan, "Neng Niang, go and have someone get two buckets of hot water. Sister Xiaowan, you will be waiting for your husband to bathe tonight."

"Hey, don't." Wang Pu salivated and smiled, "Don't leave tonight, stay all."

"My husband." Chen Yuanyuan looked at Wang Pu charmingly and said angrily, "It seems that Neng Mom is right. You are getting worse and worse."

Wang Pu picked up Chen Yuanyuan's soft and fragrant body and smiled and said, "There is an old saying in Shanxi that men are not bad and women do not love them, hehe."

"Hate."

Chen Yuanyuan stretched out her pink fist and gently hit Wang Pu's chest, saying he was annoying, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes showed a little joy, a little happiness, and a little satisfaction.

The next day, the admiral headed.

Wang Pu asked John with a smile: "Pastor John, did you sleep well last night?"

John, who had already bathed and changed clothes, looked much more energetic than yesterday, stood up and thanked, "Thank you, General, for your hospitality."

Wang Pu smiled and said, "Prince John, I am willing to fund you to return to England, but I have a better idea. I wonder if you want to hear it?"

John hurriedly said, "Please speak with your Excellency General."

Wang Pu said: "Since Priest John is a devout Catholic, he must have known Copernicus, Bruno and Galileo?"

"Of course." John said. "They all believe in heretics, and they are all cultists."

"Well, they are cultists," said Wang Pu. "As far as I know, your church has a large number of such cultists in prisons, right?"

"Of course," said John, "the three cults that the General mentioned were all imprisoned in the church for promoting heresy doctrines, and that Bruno was even sentenced to stolen by the church."

"Okay." Wang Pu said. "If you can rescue a cultist from the church prison and find a way to bring him here, I will pay you a hundred ounces of gold and build a church for you! If you can bring a hundred cultists here, I will pay you a hundred ounces of gold and build a hundred churches for you!"

"Oh, God." John hissed, "God, are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not joking with you." Wang Pu said solemnly, "In order for you to convince the church smoothly, I can even provide you with a hundred ounces of gold first. But there is a prerequisite that the cultists you bring here must be like Copernicus, Bruno, Galileo, and others. They must have rich knowledge and a complete set of heretics. Instead of... some rogues."

"Oh, God." John shook his head, "There is no problem. Every cult who is imprisoned by the church has been well-educated in college. They have rich knowledge. Only when their souls are tempted by Satan, the devil, will they propose a fearful heresy doctrine, Lord General. Are you sure you really need these cults? Are you not afraid that the heresy doctrine of these cults will collapse the order of the empire's rule?"

"No, I'm not worried about this at all," said Wang Pu. "If you can make a big publicity in the West, it would be said that there is a huge earth empire in the Far East that welcomes cultists infinitely, and it is a paradise for all cultists and heresy doctrines. If you can have a huge impact in the West and prompt Western cultists to continue to exile in the empire. I can even build a Cathedral of St. John for you in Nanjing and make you the Cardinal of the Ming Empire!"

What Wang Pu said was true. If John could really bring the "cultists" who were persecuted by the church in the Western world at that time to the Ming Dynasty. What would it be like to build a cathedral for him? As for the cardinal, it was just a joke. Catholicism is not the national religion of the Ming Dynasty. Even if John became the cardinal of the Ming Dynasty, he would not be able to control the fate of the Ming Dynasty.

But those "cultivists" can have a drastic impact on the future of the Ming Dynasty, because Wang Pu knew that these "cultivists" were almost all great scientists.

"God, Oh, God."

John kept drawing crosses on his chest, and Wang Pu's promise was too fatal to him.

Before coming to the Ming Dynasty, John was just a small missionary. If Wang Puzhen could build another church of the size of St. John's Cathedral in Nanjing, if Wang Puzhen could help John become the cardinal of the Ming Empire, John would become a strong contender for the next pope!
To be continued...