Xu Guangqi was actually in Tianjin, but Zhu Youxiao never visited him, for a very simple reason, Wanli.

Under Wanli's gaze, how dare he make friends with foreign ministers, although in the forty-fourth year of Wanli, Xu Guangqi was transferred to Zhan Shifu Zuo Chunfang Zuo Zanshan, which is considered an official of the East Palace, and there is no big problem to make friends, but Zhu Youxiao still doesn't dare, he is just a grandson, not a prince.

He was really frightened by the beating given by Wanli, when a large number of brocade guards rushed to the Tiangong workshop to lock up the craftsmen, he was greatly impacted, and his identity as a grandson was not a fart under the emperor's will. Before the crossing, Zhu Youxiao was just an ordinary person, although he had been a soldier for two years, he had never been on the battlefield, so he was naturally not very bold.

In the feudal era, the emperor was an ant!

He really had this understanding, and he also re-understood the meaning of the word emperor≡ after that, he no longer dared to act out of line, not to implicate the courtiers, even Sun Chengzong was estranged, and he was just dedicated to his own Yulin Army and the salt field and the four fist products in the Tiangong workshop.

The emperors are all a bunch of crazy people, just a slander, and they will not let go of the slightest possibility of the future. Not to mention that in the forty-seventh year of Wanli, after the defeat of Salhu, Xu Guangqi supervised the training of the new army in Tongzhou.

Therefore, he can only look at a big talent dangling under his nose, spending a leisurely life in Tianjin, and don't say that he is going to make friends, he doesn't even dare to step into Tianjin City half a step, there is a military city, there are three guards, who knows what rumors will come out of his front foot just after he enters it.

In the past few years after being beaten, he rarely came to the salt farm, and only came to see it with the help of a few rare field exercises every year, in order to reduce flaws.

His cautious appearance later seemed to really work, and it seemed to evoke the memories of Wanli's bold support for him at the beginning, Wanli called him over, so that he could be comforted by warm words, let him not worry and so on, let him do it, grandpa will support you.

For such words, Zhu Youxiao of course accepted on the surface, but in his heart he didn't believe it, the terrifying scene of the brocade guard breaking into the door before was still vivid, how could he believe it.

He is still cautious, only mixing in his own one-third of an acre, and only tossing the things and people that are still alive and have not been destroyed and taken away by the Jinyi Guard.

Seeing that he was still like this, with a frightened and frightened look, Wanli talked to him a few times later, but Zhu Youxiao was unmoved, and he didn't dare to cross the thunder pool by half a step, and he didn't make any big moves.

After a few times, seeing that it didn't work, Wanli didn't look for him anymore, but all his requests were accepted, including that he wanted to build a ship, wanted to practice green guarding the salt farm, and wanted to train and train abroad several times a year. Wanli's blessed appearance made Zhu Youxiao's heart flutter again, but thinking about the consequences, he still pressed his restless heart and gave priority to saving his life.

Because of the matter of the salt field and the Tiangong workshop, Zhu Changluo has already had a gap with him, how can he be evil to Wanli now, even if he gives up some opportunities and time, he can't make Wanli doubt and disgust with himself.

It's best now, Wanli has a guilt for himself, he can not only use this guilt to do some small actions that no one knows about, but also protect his life and status.

Saving his life is the most important thing, with the knowledge in his mind, even in the worst situation, as long as his life is still there, he has the capital to make a comeback, if his life is gone, everything is gone.

For five years, he has been so cautious and cautious, until now, Wanli is recuperating in bed again, and with the information he has obtained, Wanli's situation this time is very serious, and he can hardly take care of things.

This made Zhu Youxiao's heart thump, and he began to move, and by the time Zhu Changluo died on September 1st, there were only three months left, although it was not much, but it barely allowed him to arrange it.

"Priest Tang, do you know how to forge cannons and make guns?" Zhu Youxiao asked directly.

"This ......," John Tong groaned, he would naturally make guns.

In history, in 1634, that is, in the seventh year of Chongzhen, John Tang assisted Xu Guangqi and Li Tianjing in compiling the 137 volumes of the Chongzhen Almanac. He was also ordered by the Ming court to supervise the construction of war cannons in the West, and dictated the principles and techniques of cannon smelting, manufacturing, storage, transportation, performance, gunpowder preparation, and cannonball manufacturing.

In 1636, John Tang was ordered to set up a factory to cast cannons, and in two years cast 20 cannons.

Although this resume is not very pretty, it took only two years to build twenty cannons, which is not enough for people to specialize in missionary work, not to build cannons, which is still understandable. Zhu Youxiao didn't want him to set up a factory to cast cannons, but just wanted him to contribute advanced technology from the West and guide the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty. He was a missionary, and no matter how advanced his knowledge was, he could not compare to the professional cannon craftsmen of the imperial court.

It had been more than a year since he arrived in the Ming Dynasty, and he had learned a little about this behemoth country, and knew that it was illegal to forge muskets and cannons here as in his country, and he did not want the glory of God to be imprisoned for violating the king's laws before it spread.

After pondering for a while, just as he was about to say no, Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly and threw out a condition that he couldn't refuse, "Priest Tang, if you can help train and guide my craftsmen to make the most advanced musket in the world, I promise to build a church for you in the capital." ”

This condition made John Tong's breathing shortness and his eyes widened, what did their Western missionaries cross the ocean to China for, wasn't it just to sow the glory of the Lord and expand the influence of the Lord? Missionaries came to China for many years, but only in some remote areas, and the best of them were to build churches in Nanjing.

They thought about Beijing, the central city of the Ming Dynasty, but never allowed it, and it was not just a religious issue, but a political issue. In the Ming Dynasty, political issues were the biggest problem.

Is the expansion of the Society of Jesus about to be fulfilled in my hands? John Tang thought excitedly. It's just that instead, he suppressed his excitement and doubted, does this young Ming Guo man in front of him have the ability to help him achieve it?

Although he had a huge salt farm, in the eyes of John Tang, he must be a big nobleman and a big lord, but he also knew that in this magical country, what the nobles said didn't matter, only with the emperor's consent and the consent of the civil officials, he could safely preach.

Tang Ruowang is not a very city person, what he thinks in his heart is naturally revealed on his face, seeing his suspicious look, without waiting for Zhu Youxiao to speak, Wang Wenyan immediately reprimanded with some dogs, "My son-in-law's identity ......."

"Mr. Wang." Zhu Youxiao stretched out his hand to stop it, then looked at Tang Ruowang, and said with a smile, "My name is Zhu Youxiao, and I am the grandson of Emperor Daming, do you think I have this ability." ”

"The Imperial Grandson?" Tang Ruowang repeated it in his mouth, and the official words that were not very standard made people laugh. The confused look on his face became more and more serious, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what this imperial grandson meant? Is it the name of an official position?

Not long after he came to the Ming Dynasty, he only knew that the monarch here was called the emperor, which was a noble figure comparable to the Roman emperor, and the emperor's successor was called the crown prince, who was also very noble, and he didn't know anything else.

"My grandfather is the current Son of Heaven, my father is the crown prince, and I am the imperial grandson. In other words, I am the third and only heir to this country. Zhu Youxiao explained to him with a smile.

"The only heir of the third generation? The future emperor?! Tang Ruowang had words in his mouth, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

After a puff, John Tang knelt on the ground, bowed his head and saluted, "The envoy of Portugal and the missionary of the Society of Jesus, John Tang has met His Royal Highness the Taisun, His Majesty the future Emperor. ”

Seeing him like this, it turned out to be the most formal and solemn power of three kneeling and nine knocking used by the court last time. All of a sudden, John Tang was very hard, and his head thumped.

"Oh?" His reaction made Zhu Youxiao stunned, and then he came back to his senses, the white people of this era are looking up to the oriental civilization, and it is normal for him to kneel and bow to his grandson, and now is not the era when foreigners in later generations are arrogant and invincible.

"Priest Tang is exempt from courtesy." Zhu Youxiao forcibly endured the darkness in his heart and let Tang Ruowang get up.

"Thank you, merciful Highness, and may your brilliance shine throughout the Ming Dynasty in the future." When he got up, John Tang sent a sycophant to his mouth.

"Alright, Priest Tang, needless to say, I know all of this. What do you think of my proposal? Zhu Youxiao smiled and waved his hand.

"Thank you for your generosity, I am naturally willing to contribute my knowledge to serve the Ming Empire." John Tang was overjoyed and agreed.

"That's good. Imperial? I like that word. Zhu Youxiao nodded, then turned around and led people away, he had seen enough here, he still had something to do.

"Tomorrow you come to me, and I will make arrangements for you." Before leaving, he confessed again.

"Congratulations, Great Highness." John Tang was behind him and saluted.

Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and led the people away.

"Yay!" After everyone left, Tang Ruowang waved his fist uncontrollably, and the whole person turned around in a circle excitedly, dancing like a madman.

"Mr. John, what about your noble manners?" The young blonde woman named Serena came up and persuaded her.

"Serena, you know what? I succeeded, I succeeded. John Tang yelled and jumped up holding her. Serena struggled, and when she found that she couldn't break free, she could only let him hold it to vent her joy.