After Zhu Youlang summoned him, a Portuguese man with red hair and blue eyes followed his chamberlain into the Qianqing Palace.

The Portuguese had obviously never seen such a magnificent building, and was really shocked by the momentum of the heavenly family.

Emperor Wanli once wrote a poem.

Among them, there is a sentence called not to see the emperor's residence, and to know the son of heaven.

Although there is an element of arrogance and boasting, it is not completely unreasonable when you think about it.

The Forbidden City in Nanjing is more majestic than the Forbidden City in Beijing.

It is not surprising that the Portuguese were shocked.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Joaquín Fernández Santos Reiter has come to pay a visit."

He knelt down on one knee and performed a common European etiquette.

Zhu Youlang didn't blame him, if he was one of those dead-eyed emperors, I am afraid that he would have to let him kneel on his knees.

Zhu Youlang smiled and said, "You speak well in Chinese, but your name is too long, and I think it's very difficult." I'll call you Joaquin. ”

Joaquín was taken aback and said, "How does Your Majesty know that my name is Joaquin?" ”

Zhu Youlang said lightly: "In your Taixi, the order of surnames and first names is exactly the opposite of our Daming. In Daming, the surname comes first, and the first name comes last. And Tessie is the first name first, and the last name last. You've just pronounced Joaquin at the front, so I know it's your name. ”

Joaquin was taken aback.

It never occurred to him that there would be people in the far East who knew so much about the customs of their Europa.

I even know the order of the first and last names.

What's even more surprising is that this person is still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Joaquín has the impression that in Europa, the kings of various countries are a group of bastards who eat and wait for death regardless of political affairs.

It is very rare to be as knowledgeable as the Ming Emperor.

"Your Majesty is really knowledgeable."

Joaquín exclaimed sincerely.

"It's nothing, I also know that you Portuguese and Spaniards are neighbors, both on the Iberian Peninsula."

Zhu Youlang said with a smile.

"How is it, is it the first time you have heard this name in Daming?"

Joaquin's eyes widened like cowbells.

Because when Zhu Youlang said this, he was not in Chinese, but in authentic Portuguese!

"We Han people have a saying that the local pronunciation does not change, and the sideburns fade. Is this Portuguese sentence of mine still standard? ”

Zhu Youlang spoke back to Chinese, and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Standards, it's too standard. His Majesty's linguistic talent is truly astonishing. ”

Although Joaquin didn't sleep all night when he learned that the Great Tomorrow was a Christian, he didn't think that the Ming Emperor could speak Portuguese.

No one else would think so.

This is not to blame Joaquin, the original Zhu Youlang must not be able to speak Portuguese.

But the soul of the current Zhu Youlang comes from later generations. At that time, Zhu Youlang went to Europe to study, although he mainly stayed in Italy, but also went to the Iberian Peninsula for half a year, and he was familiar with Portuguese and Spanish.

I can't speak Italian, but I don't have any problem coping with everyday life.

Zhu Youlang conversing with Joaquín in Portuguese is to pull in the relationship.

After all, the difference between the status of the envoy of the vassal country and the king of a country is too big, if Zhu Youlang doesn't do this, I'm afraid that Joaquin will always be shrouded in fear.

A Joaquín native language can easily dissolve this nervous feeling.

"I know that you Portuguese and Spaniards are divided together, similar to our Northern and Southern Dynasties."

In fact, Zhu Youlang knows that there is an essential difference between the two.

Just to find an analogy, the Northern and Southern Dynasties are the most direct examples he can imagine.

"Why did you come to see me?"

The distance has also narrowed, and it is natural that it is time to get down to business.

"Your Majesty, I have come to see you to get rid of the Shang family's control over us."

Joaquin said straight to the point without hesitation.

"Oh? Your monk's house is not good? ”

In fact, Zhu Youlang thinks this should be a very reasonable thing.

Because Shang Kexi's temperament is the kind of self-respecting type.

Don't talk about these Portuguese, even if the Pope or the cardinal came to Daming in person, Shang Kexi will not look at them squarely.

"Your Majesty, Shang Ke treated us like slaves, ordered us to make firearms day and night, and they forbade us to build churches."

Speaking of this, Joaquín was very excited: "Missionary is our freedom, and we have come to the East to preach. What right does He have to interfere with our freedom? ”

If Joaquin could endure anything else, he couldn't bear it anyway.

This is also the biggest contradiction between the Portuguese and the Shang family in the trenches.

After thinking about it, Joaquin and the others felt that only the Ming army could help them.

As long as the Ming Emperor can send troops to attack the Shang family and retake Guangdong, this Christian emperor will definitely help the Francophiles to preach.

At least it won't stop you.

Zhu Youlang basically understood when he heard this.

In the end, Shang Kexi still doesn't understand foreigners.

These missionaries traveled thousands of miles to the East to preach.

Not letting them proselytize is worse than killing them.

Shang Kexi, a warlord who blindly believes in brute force, thinks that a big fist is reasonable.

Not only did Joaquín and others not be allowed to preach, but they also tried their best to oppress the Portuguese, ordering them to rush to make firearms day and night.

It also provoked a strong revolt from the Portuguese.

But the arms can't reach the thighs, how can thousands of Portuguese be the opponents of tens of thousands of Qing troops.

This gap cannot be bridged by firearms.

That's why Joaquin pinned his hopes on Zhu Youlang, hoping that the Ming Emperor could help them move down.

Of course, all this is because of the good momentum of the Ming army in the past year or two.

If it weren't for the Ming army taking the rich land in Jiangnan so quickly, Joaquin and the others would not be moved.

That's the reality.

"It's gratifying that I can send troops to fight, but not now."

Zhu Youlang's words are airtight, and he can't find a trace of error.

"But I need to work with you as well."

Zhu Youlang put forward his requirements one by one.

Joaquin listened and felt acceptable.

At least it won't be as harsh and rude as Shang Kexi.

"Then we will wait for the good news from His Majesty the Emperor."

Joaquin saluted Zhu Youlang again and said respectfully.

For Zhu Youlang, it must be a good thing for Joaquin to take the initiative to come to the door.

Only when there is competition can there be bargaining power. If Zhu Youlang puts all the treasures on the Spaniards, it will inevitably be lowered.

And if the Portuguese join in, the party that takes the initiative becomes Zhu Youlang.

Although the Portuguese may not be as rich as the Spaniards, they have craftsmen who can make firearms.

This can also be used to offset the money.

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