The historian looked at Fang Zhengyi with contempt and stopped his movements.

According to Emperor Jing's instructions, he should have recorded everything in detail, but it seems that there is no need to remember the nonsense just now.

Father Solger's forehead was already slightly sweating.

Barbarians! This group of Orientals are definitely pure barbarians.

Does this person represent the official position, or is he a hooligan? What kind of country is this?!

Father Solger pushed Fang Zhengyi's hand away, instinctively took two steps back, and said with a stern look: "Master Fang, I can regard your words just now as declaring war with the church!"

Fang Zhengyi took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, and said, "Father, I think you haven't seen the situation clearly yet."

"My Dajing is an enlightened country. As a guest, we should treat you with courtesy, but when you get off the boat, you use the church to threaten my official position or even the court. This is your fault." Fang Zhengyi said, and suddenly sighed, and the white handkerchief that he had wiped his hands was thrown to the ground casually.

Looking at the eye-catching white handkerchief on the ground.

Father Solger's eyes twitched twice, feeling his self-esteem was stinging.

Do you think I'm dirty?

Orientals are so rude!

"You are rude first. Lord Fang hopes you can realize this." Father Solger said vigilantly.

Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "Father, I hope you can recognize one thing, not to mention you, even if you are the pope and even the god you believe in descending to earth, you must abide by the rules when you arrive in Dajing! I will not care about you when you are the first to Dajing. If you are the first to Dajing, I will not care about you. If you are the pope, I will at least find a dark place to arrest him!"

"You dare..." Father Thorje was furious.

But without saying anything, Fang Zhengyi said again: "Although you speak rudely, my great scenery is a country of etiquette. You come from afar, and we cannot consider the desire to preach. As long as you speak well and communicate in a civilized manner."

"Then you..." A hint of joy flashed across Solger's face.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Zhengyi interrupted again: "But today is inappropriate, you can go back first, let's talk about it later."

"When will I go to find you?" Father Thorge asked anxiously.

After all, this trip is to promote God's glory and save the world, and the main task cannot be given up.

Fang Zhengyi pondered and said, "About this issue, I am sensitive, and not everyone can see you. After you enter Beijing and settle down, you will find the relevant yamen and follow the relevant procedures and walk down one by one. At that time, if I have time and are still in the yamen, I will talk to you. Don't worry, we have so many people, I will definitely solve the problem for you."

"Are you sure you can help us solve the problem of missionary issues? Shouldn't this kind of thing be allowed by the emperor? When will we go to meet Emperor Dajing?" Solje asked.

I didn't expect that this foreigner knew the rules quite well.

Fang Zheng said with a tweet: "Ah, this matter really needs your permission, but you can't see your identity now, so don't think about it. Uh... But for you, we say that you can't do it, and that's not for you. If there is nothing in my big view, I will say that it will definitely be like this... It's okay to talk about nothing that can't be discussed."

"That...you just follow the procedure and find me. If you really don't understand, wait for the notification at home. Don't ask more questions about anything else, that's it."

Father Solger was confused when he heard this, and finally touched his chin and smiled.

I figured it out, I can do it!

As long as you can preach, it seems that people from Dajing can still communicate well.

These savages without faith still need patience and love to influence them...

Then wait on the boat, it seems that it will be disembarked soon.

Seeing that Father Solje was taken away, Zheng Hui couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Fang, what if he finds that he is being played with, what should he do if he is angry?"

"Sir, I have to remind you that these clergy are very evil. We have inquired on the boat. These people are willing to come out to preach. You think, no normal person is willing to go to an unknown and distant Eastern country to preach. These people are very crazy and have made a lot of trouble on the boat. You'd better give them a step. If you don't come down from Taiwan, you may cause trouble."

Fang Zhengyi smiled contemptuously: "Can't you get out of the Taiwan Strait? Then I'll use money to set up a step for him. I think he can't get out of the Taiwan Strait! If you have money, you can make the devil push the mill. Foreign devils, they are ghosts. I'll have no problem asking them to kneel down!"

"Okay, don't worry about them for now. I will deal with these things later. Where is the chart?"

Lai Gou'er stepped forward and placed the box on the table and opened it.

A piece of parchment paper with two folds inside was exposed in front of Fang Zhengyi.

The map is not very detailed, but the route and coastline are clearly depicted, while the inland part is slightly outlined to leave a few symbols.

Fang Zhengyi looked at the chart carefully and felt excited.

With this picture, the subsequent exploration of the world will be much smoother!

It's worth it, everything is worth it!

Lai Gou'er pointed to those unknown symbols and said, "Brother, this is the country we have stayed in. The content is recorded in this book. The local customs and customs and various materials purchased are all in the book."

After Lai Gou'er said that, she took out a book from the wooden box containing the map.

Fang Zhengyi took the book and glanced at a small box in the box. He pointed at the box and asked, "What is this?"

Lai Gouer picked up the small box and smiled: "This is the food I encountered overseas. It is very precious and unique. Brother can try it."

As soon as the box was opened, the dark brown block inside revealed.

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Chocolate?"

"Chocolate? Brother, have you seen this thing?"

"Oh, I've seen it." Fang Zhengyi picked up a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth.

I haven't eaten this thing for many years, so I can recall my wonderful memories.

But as soon as I put it in, an extremely sour and bitter smell rippled in my mouth.

Pure!

Fang Zhengyi swallowed the nausea and Zhang Biao beside him leaned over curiously.

It seems that it is not ordinary to eat if you can make the master so disgusting...

"Sir Fang, can you show me this thing?"

The historian also looked over curiously and asked at the chocolate.

A fresh food that looks very recorded!

Fang Zhengyi handed over a piece and watched the historian smell it intently, and then said loudly: "Try it, life is like a box of chocolate, you will never know what the next piece tastes."

Zhang Biao said in a muffled voice: "I think this box seems to be full of the same flavor."

Damn it, why is it so difficult for me to ask the historian to remember two famous quotes for me?

Fang Zhengyi glared at Zhang Biao and said angrily: "Close your mouth, why are you so annoying?"

Lai Gou'er continued, "Brother, he is right. This box is indeed the same flavor and cannot taste any other flavor."

"Don't talk anymore. Just give me this thing. I have other uses. Let's make arrangements to pull out all the supplies on the ship and we gather to return to Beijing!"

......

(Brothers, I have a fever. I can’t stand it tomorrow. I woke up at 8 o’clock in the afternoon and my mind was drowsy.)
Chapter completed!