"Humble Don, you should kneel before me, kiss my boots, and let Allah's blessings bless you. When you believe in Allah, you will have eternal life. ”

The child's voice was immature, but that high-minded demeanor was like a hotel child carrying a bone and throwing it to the leper dog at the door of the store - obedient, there are bones to eat......

Fang Jun, who was muttering in Arabic, naturally didn't understand, and looked at Gaedir suspiciously. Gedir was sweating a little, but he didn't dare to translate Hussein's words indiscriminately, so he had to translate them truthfully.

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When Fang Jun heard this, he almost wanted to fly up and kick this sick little kid into the sea!

He has never been against religion, whether it is the Buddha or the Jade Emperor or God, as long as it is the purpose of persuading people to be good, everyone has the freedom of belief, and others should not interfere. But to whom do you show your tone of condescension, which is like mercy and more like charity?

He endured his anger and said coldly: "I'm sorry, this is Datang, your god can't control me!" ”

This sentence, Gedir's face darkened, and he had to translate it under the forced gaze of little Hussein.

Little Hussein jumped three feet high, and his sharp voice shouted angrily: "Damn! Are you insulting Allah? Do you know that I am a son of Muhammad, the last messenger sent by Allah to the earth, and that a heretic like you deserves to be burned to death by the fire of heaven! ”

Fang Jun looked at Gedir, Gaidil was sweating profusely, hesitating, and little Hussein pointed to Gedir's nose: "Translate to this infidel, not a word is allowed to be changed!" ”

Gedir had no choice but to obey.

Even Su Dingfang was annoyed at this moment, he took a step forward and was about to pull out the horizontal knife on his waist. Dare to threaten the marquis of Datang and the head of the road like this, do you really think that the soldiers of Datang are muddy?

Fang Jun laughed angrily, he first stopped Su Dingfang's actions, and then pointed at the jumping little Hussein, and threatened: "Boy, listen up, if you can't wipe your mouth clean and talk, Lao Tzu will drop you on the mast and light the sky lantern now, and send you to see your God!" ”

Little Hussein couldn't understand what Fang Jun was saying at all, and he screamed and said something, but he was pounced on by the sweaty Gedir and covered his mouth tightly.

The marquis of the Tang Kingdom in front of him is not a soft-hearted character, there are so many fierce soldiers under his hands, he is used to seeing life and death, and his hands are stained with blood, where can he be confronted at will? Even if you are the heir to the Hashemite family, don't forget that this is from the Far East!

What Fang Jun just said is not wrong at all, although there were Arabs who brought the gospel of Allah here a long time ago, but few people here believe in Allah, and Allah cannot control this place, let alone Muhammad......

He was fully convinced that if the black-faced marquis in front of him were to kill all of his men and frame them to the hateful pirates, no one but Allah would know the truth.

"My lord, you have to calm down, and please don't forget that we have more important things to plead with the Marquis in front of us." Gaddir had no choice but to whisper in the ear of little Hussein.

Little Hussein calmed down a little at this time.

He is not a fool, on the contrary, he is smarter than most people in this age, he is just a little pampered by everyone as the future heir of the Hashemite family, and he is really angry when he encounters a heretic who not only does not respect himself, but also does not respect Allah.

He quieted down, pursed his lips, tilted his head, and looked at the clear blue sky without paying attention to Fang Jun.

Gedir wiped his sweat and said to Fang Jun with a wry smile: "My nephew is young and ignorant, if there is anything offended, I hope His Excellency the Marquis can be tolerant." ”

Fang Jun smiled, looked at the proud little rooster's little Hussein, and asked, "Your nephew?" If I'm not mistaken, it's probably your master, right? Well, that's right, he's supposed to be a descendant of the Hashemite family, right? Hussein...... It's a familiar name, and I think I've heard you Arab businessmen mention it before......"

He had heard the name of Muhammad and the four caliphs, but he had all the four caliphs, and he had been blinded by the names of the four caliphs. As for the descendants of the House of Hashem...... He only knew that the king of Jordan was surnamed Hashem, because the full name of Jordan was "Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan......

But where is the relationship between these two people like uncle and nephew?

It's pretty much the same to say that it's a master and a servant.

But Gedir was really scared!

He stared at Fang Jun with round eyes, and couldn't understand how this Oriental could shout out Hussein's true identity in one bite?

"This ...... That one...... Your Excellency the Marquis, this is not the main thing. I think we can talk about a big deal. ”

Gaddir changed the subject, he couldn't let this Oriental entanglement continue, if Hussein's identity was revealed, God knows if he would imprison them all and then demand a sky-high ransom from Medina?

The ransom is good to say, if the enemies of Medina know the news of little Hussein, I am afraid that they would rather start a war between Arabia and Tang than die in little Hussein! To flee to the far east is to avoid the dangers of Medina, and if you die in the east......

That's sad.

Fang Jun glanced at the battle on the island that had gradually stopped, and then glanced at the Arab bearded man with a smile: "Big business? I must remind you that now all your goods will be paid by my soldiers for the rescue of your 'nephew' and, oh, the charts of your Arabs' as life. So, what kind of capital do you use to negotiate business with me? ”

Gedir was dumbfounded......

Yes, whether it was the goods looted by the pirates, or the part that survived, he had already given it to Fang Jun as a reward. So what else to buy for that powerful firearm?

Little Hussein noticed that Gedir was strange and asked, "Gaddir, what happened?" ”

Gaddir had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Oh, I see." Rather than being annoyed that his servant had squandered all the goods he carried, Hussein Jr. was relieved that Gaddil was able to spare money to save him: "You have done a great job, Gedir, and my father and I will be grateful to you." But tell this abominable heretic that I am the son of Ali, the son of Muhammad, the successor of the caliphate, and I will promise him whatever he wants. But that will be until I get back to Medina, but he can sell us the method of making that firearm first. ”

Gedir smiled bitterly, my little master, you are naïve!

In the Arab world, as the son of Ali, no one dares to oppose your words, but do not forget that this is not Arabia, not Medina, but the far east, where Allah cannot control......

However, as the most loyal servant, he did not dare to disobey his master's words, so he had to be embarrassed to translate the words of little Hussein to Fang Jun.

Who knew that Fang Jun had a reasonable expression on his face, and said generously: "The manufacturing method of this firearm is the top secret of Datang, and no matter how much money it is, it is impossible to hand it over to others." But I can sell the finished product to you, and I can pay it on credit as long as the price is agreed. ”

Gedir's mind couldn't turn......

The manufacturing method is not sold, and he can understand this. Who would easily leak the manufacturing method of such a powerful weapon? As long as he can buy the finished product, he can accept it, but it is just a matter of spending a little more money, Arab business is developed, and there is money!

However, the marquis promised to pay on credit......

Gedir couldn't understand it.

Arabia is tens of thousands of miles away from Datang, and it will take more than a year to go back and forth by sea. Even if you go, Arabia is not a place beyond the control of Allah in the East, and no matter how fierce and good your sailors of the Tang Kingdom are, you will have to bow down in front of the Arab warriors!

What the hell is this black-faced marquis in mind?

Gaddir was shocked, and little Hussein could not bear it anymore, and he thought that Fang Jun would not agree to the credit, so he said angrily: "Does this heretic not even believe the words of the children of Muhammad? ”

Gedir hurriedly said: "My master, it's not that he didn't agree, but he agreed too happily, is there some conspiracy here?" ”

Little Hussein was also stunned.

He doesn't understand the saying that there must be demons when things are abnormal, but he understands the truth.

The master and servant were suspicious and didn't know what to do for a while......

Fang Jun glanced at it, and knew that these two people were careful, but he didn't bother to deal with these two guys, and waved his hand at Su Dingfang: "Order the troops to speed up, the seizures on the island don't need to be counted for the time being, and all of them will be transported back to Huating Town." Let the main force stay, we still have to do a big thing! ”

Then he turned back to Gedir and said, "Okay or not, you think about it slowly, Ben Hou has time." ”

Ignoring the two of them anymore, he reflexively went into the cabin.

As soon as the inflammation on the surface of the sea dissipated, dark clouds rolled and condensed in the distant sky, and a storm was about to hit.