The little scholar could not help but chuckle, "After so much effort, it's still just Jiangzhe. Why, where do you let a woman be the monarch? When she gets married, even the country can be her dowry? "
Yang Ling smiled at him and said, "Western countries can let a woman be the monarch. Don't think that Franco's country is small, but their navy is very strong. At present, it can be said that it can be said that there are not many countries that can match it.
One of their most famous activities is bullfighting. It's much more interesting than playing cock-fighting and cricket-fighting among you kids. A skilled bullfighter can pierce the heart of a bull that weighs a thousand kilograms with a single stab. "
Sha Sig became excited and said, "This is incredible. Have you been to our country? Ming Destiny, very few people know about our affairs there. God bless us, there are people who say that we eat people there. " He shrugged and said innocently, "God knows, we came all the way to the east, and we are most afraid of meeting people who eat people."
Yang Ling laughed when he heard this. The middle-aged scholar looked at him with interest and smiled without saying a word. The little scholar was indignant when he heard Yang Ling praise Franco's powerful navy. He had wanted to mention the huge fleet of Zheng He's seven expeditions to the Western Ocean, but was instantly interested when he heard about the bullfighters. He hurriedly asked, "What bullfighters? Quickly tell me, is it fun? "
Yang Ling was about to answer when he suddenly saw Young-niang standing at the side, listening to him curiously. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart. He was originally a mountain scholar, how did he know so much about foreign affairs? Although he wasn't afraid that Youniang would suspect something because of this, if she asked, it would inevitably take a lot of effort to explain. Thus, he chuckled and said, "Bullfighting is not a child's game. It's very dangerous. If you're interested, you can visit these Western monks when you have time and ask them. My wife and I still have things to do and cannot delay for too long. I have to say goodbye to everyone. "
The little scholar rolled his eyes and secretly muttered, "Is bullfighting so great? When I am a little older, I will fight. Not only will I fight bulls, I will also fight tigers. Hmph! You look down on me! "
Sha Sig hurriedly said, "Esteemed guests, please wait a moment. I have a few small gifts for you." He hurriedly picked up his small box and took out a few things from it. Holding them in his hands, he said, "Thank you for your help today. Here are a few small things for you as gifts."
He was holding a few exquisite glass handicrafts and a prism in his hands. The little scholar was very curious and picked them up without hesitation to play with them. The middle-aged scholar had clearly never seen something like this before. His face was filled with curiosity, but he only stood beside his son with a smile, watching him do it.
Sha Sig smiled from ear to ear and told the little scholar about the prism and the use of the pocket watch. Hearing this, the little scholar picked up the prism and ran to the side to look at it under the light. He was very excited to tell his father what he had seen.
Seeing his things, Yang Ling thought to himself, "Most of these missionaries are proficient in philosophy, physics, and chemistry. If Ming Destiny's imperial court can pay attention to them and use these missionaries as a medium to strengthen the cultural and technological exchange between the East and the West, maybe we will not have closed our country and stagnated. Later, when the Manchurian Qing entered the pass, more than 100 million Han people died, and 400 million of our compatriots will not be at the mercy of others. Since the Emperor dotes on the Crown Prince and the future Emperor Zhengde is more playful, I can make use of it. Tomorrow when I enter the palace, I might as well" slander "him."
Thinking of this, he said to Sha Sig in a low voice, "Mr. Sha Sig, I would like to ask you for a cross. I know a little about your country and your doctrine. When it is convenient, I will speak to the imperial court, hoping that it will pay attention to you and allow you to build churches and preach your doctrine."
Sha Sig was surprised and happy to hear this. He said in a trembling voice, "You are … an official of the imperial court or a noble? Can you see His Majesty?"
Yang Ling hurriedly said, "Lower your voice, haha. Mr. Sha Sig, don't be suspicious. Tomorrow I will enter the palace to see the Emperor."
Sha Sig beamed with joy. He quickly took off his cross from his neck and ran to take out a few handicrafts from the box. It seemed that they also knew that sugar-coated words were more acceptable than 'God loves the world', so they brought a lot of gifts when they came to the East.
Sha Sig solemnly handed the gifts to Yang Ling and said, "You are our benefactor. I sincerely hope that I can get your help."
Yang Ling smiled and nodded. He raised his voice and said to the little scholar, "Little brother, we will meet again someday."
The little scholar was playing with the new toys from the West. Hearing this, he waved at him. Yang Ling turned around and walked two steps. Suddenly he turned back and said to Sha Sig with a smile, "By the way, Mr. Priest, if you want to preach your doctrine, you might as well talk to the old ladies in the neighborhood first. Maybe it will be easier to succeed."
Sha Sig asked curiously, "Why?" Yang Ling imitated him and shrugged. He said with a smile, "The national conditions are different. These feudal fanatics … Well, these things are always preferred by women here. Hahaha, goodbye."
Yang Ling and Young-niang walked out of Huguo Temple. After walking along the street for a while, Han Youniang suddenly pulled his sleeve and shyly looked back at Huguo Temple. She stammered, "Husband, we … we don't want to ask for the Buddha statue anymore?"
Yang Ling saw that she had the courage to say something. Her shy expression was very touching. He couldn't help but deliberately tease her, "No, it's late. Let's go another day."
Han Youniang pulled his sleeve again. She pouted and drooped her head. She didn't say a word, like a little girl who had been bullied. Yang Ling was tickled. He couldn't help but whisper with a smile, "Little girl, are you looking forward to being bullied by your husband earlier? Haha, let's go home. The Buddha statue … my husband has already asked for it. "
* * *
Han Youniang brought the foot-washing water to Yang Ling. She squatted down and took off his boots. She asked, "Husband, tell me quickly. When did you ask for the Buddha statue?"
Han Youniang dipped his feet into the water. She gently rubbed his feet and looked up at him. Yang Ling took out the silver cross from his arms. He held the chain in his hand and shook it in front of her pretty face with a smile. Young-niang's eyes lit up. She quickly wiped her hands on her lapel and picked up the cross to look at it.
She blinked her long eyelashes and looked at it carefully for a long time. She frowned and said strangely, "Husband, this … what kind of Buddha is this? It's so strange. Why is he wearing so few clothes?"
Yang Ling rolled his eyes and replied casually, "This … You see the Luohan in the temple. Many of them are bare-chested. This Buddha is bare-chested."
"Oh …" Young-niang tilted her head and looked at it for a long time. She said worriedly, "Husband, is this bare-chested bearded Buddha spiritual? Has it been blessed? "
Yang Ling said, "It's naked. Why not? If it's naked, it'll be completely naked. This God is called Christ. You see, the highest official in the Imperial Bodyguard is called the commander. The commander is in charge of the Imperial Bodyguard. Isn't it powerful enough? What about the base ~ ~ commander? Of course, it's the commander … "When he said this, he suddenly laughed and did not dare to joke around.
He did not believe in God in the past. But since he was reincarnated, he really did not dare to make some jokes.
Yang Ling looked down and saw Han Youniang lowering her head to help him wash his feet seriously. Her pretty face had the look of a virtuous wife. Her red lips were slightly curled up. It was indescribably charming.
This young and beautiful girl, no matter how miserable and poor she was, had always followed him closely. She regarded him as her sky and her life. She had never complained. He had been muddle-headed and drifted with the crowd to get to where he was today. But if there was no Young-niang's childish support behind him without complaint, he did not know if he would have become a pile of rotten bones. Twisting the silver chain in his hand and looking at the pure silver cross, Yang Ling suddenly remembered the solemn vows of many people when they got married: "I am willing to be your wife. In this life, no matter joy or sorrow, no matter wealth or poverty, no matter sickness or health, I will be loyal to you. I will never leave you, and I will always be by your side!"
He did not know how many people who said this actually did it. But Yang Ling did not doubt that Young-niang, who did not understand and did not know how to say it, was doing it and would continue to do it.
Yang Ling also secretly vowed in his heart: Young-niang, we helped each other in difficult times, and we will never leave each other. Young-niang, you will be my most precious treasure.
His heart warmed up. He suddenly stepped on his slippers and bent down to pick up Young-niang. Young-niang cried out in panic: "Husband, what are you doing?"
Yang Ling placed her on the head of the kang and said gently, "Sit properly. You have suffered so much for me and suffered so much. Today is our wedding night. But I don't have any red candles with the character of" Happiness "on it, and there are no guests at the door. When we first entered the door, I wanted you to remove the veil yourself. Tonight, I will wash your feet as an apology. "
"What?" Young-niang's face was full of fear when she heard this. She quickly struggled and said: "No, husband, you … you absolutely can't. A woman should serve her man. It is her duty. If you wash my feet, I will lose my good fortune."
Yang Ling held her feet tightly and immersed them in the water. He said in an unquestionable tone: "Sit properly! Young-niang's feet are so beautiful. It is my good fortune that I can wash your feet. This is not losing my good fortune, it should be adding to my good fortune. "
Young-niang's feet shivered. Her toes curled up slightly, allowing him to gently rub them. Her delicate feet were extremely beautiful. The soles of her feet were soft and beautiful, and they were so thin that they were not exposed.
A low sobbing sound came from above. Teardrops fell into the basin. Yang Ling said helplessly: "Young-niang, why are you crying? Today is our wedding day. You must be happy. Otherwise, it will be inauspicious. "
"Oh." Young-niang hurriedly wiped her eyes dry and said with tears in her eyes: "Husband, what time are you going to court tomorrow? I will wake you up."
Yang Ling thought for a moment and said: "It's a quarter to three in the morning. Hehe, silly girl, it is our first hour of the night. You are still thinking about these things."
Young-niang bit her lips and smiled embarrassedly. Then, Yang Ling gently scratched the bottom of her feet. It was so ticklish that she shrank her feet and let out a soft cry. Yang Ling looked up and saw her arched eyebrows and slightly raised cherry lips. She had a charming expression that seemed to be happy yet sullen. His heart couldn't help but sway. He finally understood what it meant to be enchanted by lust.
The night had already begun …
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
