The little scholar couldn't help but smile and said, "It took a long time to do anything, but it's still the same place as Jiangsu and Zhejiang. How can you let women be the monarchs? After she got married, she could even get a dowry in the country?"

Yang Ling smiled at him and said, "West countries can be monarchs by women. Don't think that Franco's country is small, but their naval army is very powerful. It can be said that it lies all over the world, and there are not many countries that can match it.

The most famous activity in their place is bullfighting, which is much more interesting than you children playing cockfighting and cricket fighting. A master bullfighter can pierce the heart of a big bull weighing a thousand pounds with one sword."

Sha Sige was excited and said repeatedly: "It's incredible. Have you been to our country? Few people in the Ming Dynasty know about our affairs. God bless them. Some people say that we can eat people there." He shrugged and said innocently: "God knows that we are the most afraid of encountering cannibalism when we come from the east."

Yang Ling laughed loudly when he heard this. The middle-aged scholar looked at him with interest, smiling without saying a word. When the young scholar heard Yang Ling praise Franco's naval army for its strength, he was dissatisfied. He wanted to mention the huge fleet of Zheng He's seven voyages to the West, and suddenly heard some bullfighters, and immediately became interested and asked, "What bullfighters? Tell me quickly, is it fun?"

Yang Ling was about to answer when he suddenly saw Youniang standing aside and listening to her speech curiously, and he couldn't help but feel a stern. He was originally a scholar in the mountains, so why did he know so much about foreign land? Although he was not afraid that Youniang would doubt anything about it, he would be very troublesome to ask her to ask questions and explain it. So he laughed and said, "Bulfighting is not a game for children. It's very dangerous. If you are interested, you can visit these Western monks when you have time. You will know if you ask them? My wife and I still have something to do, so we can't delay it for too long. We have to say goodbye to you."

The little scholar rolled his eyes and muttered secretly: "Is bullfighting a big deal? When I get older, I will fight. Not only do I have to fight bullfighting, but I also want to fight tigerfighting. Humph! I look down on me!"

After hearing this, Sha Sige hurriedly said, "Dear Guest, please wait a moment. I have a few small gifts for you." He hurriedly picked up his small box, took out a few things from it, held it in his hand and said, "Thank you for your help today. There are a few small things here to give to you as gifts."

He was holding a few exquisite glass crafts and prisms in his hand. The young scholar was very curious and picked them up and played with them without hesitation. The middle-aged scholar had obviously never seen such things before. His expression was full of curiosity, but he just stood beside his son with a smile and watched him do it.

Sha Sige smiled and told the little scholar the use of the prism and pocket watch. After hearing this, the little scholar picked up the prism and ran to the side to watch the lights, and excitedly told his father about the novel scene he saw.

When Yang Ling saw his things, he thought to himself: Most of these missionaries are proficient in philosophy, physics, and chemistry. If the Ming Dynasty could pay attention to them and use these missionaries as a medium to strengthen cultural and technological exchanges between the East and the West, perhaps we would not have been closed to the country and self-confidence, which led to the Qing Dynasty entering the pass, and the Han people died more than 100 million, and there would be no situation where 400 million compatriots were mermaid meat. Since the emperor favored the prince, this future Zhengde Emperor was more playful, I could use it. If I enter the palace tomorrow, I might as well enter "slander".

Thinking of this, he whispered to Sha Sige: "Mr. Sha Sige, I am so shameless that I want to ask for a cross from you. I know a little about your country and your teachings. When it is convenient, I will advise the court, hoping to attract the attention of the court, and allow you to build the church and preach the teachings."

Sha Sige was surprised and happy when he heard this, and said tremblingly: "Are you an official or a nobleman in the court? Can you meet His Majesty the Emperor?"

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "Whoa, Mr. Sha Sigu, don't doubt it, I will come to the palace to see the emperor tomorrow."

Sha Sigi was so happy that he smiled. He quickly took off his cross from his neck and ran to take out a few handicrafts from the box. Look at this, they also knew that sugar-coated shells were more acceptable than "God loves the world". He brought many gifts when he came to the east.

Sha Sige solemnly handed the gift to Yang Ling and said, "You are our nobleman, and I sincerely hope to get your help."

Yang Ling smiled and nodded, and said to the young scholar loudly: "Little brother, there will be a date later."

The little scholar was playing with the fresh things coming from the West in novel ways, and raised his hand at him when he heard the sound. Yang Ling turned around and took two steps and then turned back and smiled at Sha Sige, "By the way, if you want to preach the doctrine, you might as well talk to the old ladies in the neighborhood first, it may be easy to succeed."

Sha Sige said strangely: "Why?" Yang Ling shrugged and smiled: "The national conditions are different. These feudal fans are well, and women always like to believe in these things first, hahaha, say goodbye."

Yang Ling and Youniang left Huguo Temple and walked along the street for a while. Han Youniang suddenly grabbed his sleeve, looked back at Huguo Temple with a slight gaze, and said, "Mr., don't we ask for Buddha statues?"

Seeing that she was brave enough to speak, Yang Ling's shy expression was very touching, and she couldn't help but tease her on purpose: "No, it's late, let's go somewhere else."

Han Youniang pulled his sleeves again, pouted her mouth and drooped her head, and kept silent, like a little pitiful little girl who was angry. Yang Ling was itchy and couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Little lady, are you looking forward to being bullied by your husband early? Haha, go home, the Buddha statue has been asked for."

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Han Youniang brought the foot wash to Yang Ling, squatted down and took off his boots, and asked, "Mr., tell me quickly, when did you ask for the Buddha statue?"

Han Youniang soaked his feet in water, rubbed him gently, and looked up at him. Yang Ling took out the silver cross from his arms, held the chain in his hand, and shook it in front of her pretty face with a smile. The young girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly wiped her hands on the collar, picked up the cross and looked at it.

She flashed her long eyelashes, looked carefully for a while, and said strangely with her beautiful eyebrows: "My husband, what kind of Buddha is this? It's so strange, why are you wearing so few clothes?"

Yang Ling rolled his eyes and replied casually: "Look at this arhat in the temple, so are many of them bare shirtless, and this Buddha is just naked."

"Oh," the young lady tilted her head and looked at it for a while, and said worriedly: "My husband, is this big bearded man with bare legs effective? Has it been consecrated?"

Yang Ling said, "Why not only will it be easy, but it will be all taken off again. This God is called Christ. Look, the highest official of our Jinyiwei is called the Admiral. The Admiral is the supervisor of the Jinyiwei. It is powerful enough, right? This ~~ The Supervisor, of course, is the supervisor." When he said this, he suddenly smiled and did not dare to joke around.

He used to not believe in God, but since he was reincarnated, he really dared not make any jokes.

Yang Ling lowered his head and saw Han Youniang washing his feet seriously with her head down. She looked like a virtuous wife on her handsome face, and her red lips were slightly raised, which was indescribable.

This young and beautiful little girl, no matter how miserable and poor, has always followed him closely, treating him as her own heaven and her own life, never complained. She has been confused and following the flow, and has reached her current position. However, if it weren't for the young lady's tender backbone to support her without regrets, he would not know if she had already become a pile of rotten bones. Twisting the silver chain in her hand and looking at the sterling silver cross, Yang Ling suddenly remembered the solemn oath of many people when they got married:

"I am willing to be your wife. In this life, no matter whether you are happy or sad, no matter whether you are rich or poor, no matter whether you are sick or healthy, I will be faithful to you, never leave you, and always be by your side!"

I don’t know how many of them have really done this, but Yang Ling has no doubts at all. He doesn’t understand or say it at all, but he is doing this and will continue to do it.

Yang Ling also secretly swore in his heart: You mom, we have supported each other and will never leave you. You mom, you will be the wealth I cherish the most.

He felt hot, and suddenly raised his foot on his slippers, and hurriedly picked up the young lady. The young lady cried out and said in a panic: "Honey, what are you doing?"

Yang Ling put her on the kang and said softly: "Sitting so much. You have suffered so much and suffered so much. Until today, it is our real wedding night after you marry me. But my husband does not have the red candle of the word "Happy" or "Congratulations". When he first entered the door, he will compromise you and uncover the veil. Tonight, I will let my husband wash your feet and apologize for you."

"What?" The young lady was frightened when she heard this, and quickly broke free and said, "No, my husband, you must not. It is the right thing for women to serve her men. My husband washes my feet and will be blessed."

Yang Ling held her feet tightly, soaked in water, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Sit down! Just nonsense, young mother's feet are so beautiful, and my husband can wash your feet. It is my husband's blessing. This is not a blessing, it should be a blessing."

The young lady shrank a little, her toes curled up gently, and she let him gently rub them. Her slender jade feet were so beautiful, with soft curves of her feet and thin and not exposed.

A low sob came from the top of his head, and tears fell one by one into the basin of water. Yang Ling said helplessly: "Young mother, why are you crying? Today is our happy day. You must be happy, otherwise it will be unlucky?"

"Oh," the young lady hurriedly wiped her eyes dry and said with tears in her eyes: "Honey, when will you go to court tomorrow morning? I'll get you up."

Yang Ling thought for a while and said, "It's the third hour of Yin, haha, silly girl, now it's our spring moment, you still think about those."

The young lady bit her lips and smiled embarrassedly. She then gently scratched her feet by Yang Ling, which made her feet shrink and she screamed softly. Yang Ling looked up and saw her willow eyebrows, her cherry lips slightly raised, and she looked like joy and anger, and her charming expression was shaking in her heart. She finally knew what it means to be a slut.

Night has begun

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PS: Ask weakly, 4,000-5,000 words a day, is it really slow for writers who can only write at night? Now, when I see the three words "Update", it looks like there is a fly all day long, buzz... Sorry, it's not one, but a bunch of flies surrounding you, buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz. buzz~~~!

So I'll catch it

Haha, I swear, so far, there is no manuscript left in the book, and the conscience of heaven and earth!
Chapter completed!