The curtain of the carriage would be lifted from time to time, and then there would be a burst of sighs and sighs. And the strong man on the horse also pouted, and he was not surprised by such a scene.

"Dear cloth! ......" There was some stiff Chinese in the carriage, but the strong man on the horse immediately had a ghostly expression when he heard it

Before the voice could finish speaking, the strong man immediately spoke: "Stop! Mr. Tang, you wait a minute, can we not start with the word dear before we speak, I don't know and think that my cloth is good with Longyang! ”

"Oh well! Cloth! Is it true that you said that the person who could open the human abdominal cavity for surgery? Oh! Merciful God, there is such a medical skill in the world, and I must visit that doctor when I have time! The stiff words in the carriage sounded again.

Buhe covered his face with his hands, fortunately, there were no colleagues from the Changxing Army around, otherwise he would be a big loser. Being called "cloth" by a Xiyi person, how weird it sounds.

Before Buhe could answer, a child rushed to the carriage and spread his arms. Fortunately, the speed of the carriage was not fast, and Lao Bai, who was driving the carriage, stretched out his hand and grabbed the reins of the horse, otherwise this child would be trampled under the feet of the horse's hooves.

The carriage came to a sudden stop, and the people in the carriage said, "Oops! "There was a bang, followed by the sound of things stumbling. Lao Bai, who was driving the car, was also startled by the child, and opened his mouth to scold angrily: "Where did the thief come from! If you want to die, find a tree with a crooked neck, don't come here to find grandpa's bad luck! ”

Lao Bai was frightened at that moment just now, and now he is still afraid in retrospect, if he moves slowly, the child in front of him will die in front of the car.

Lao Bai is usually quite kind, but this time he was also angry. If he hadn't cared about Mr. Tang in the car, he would have gotten out of the car to teach the child in front of him a lesson.

He hurriedly parked the carriage and reached for the curtain of the carriage. As soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw Mr. Tang with a big bag bulging on his forehead, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Tang! You're out of the way! ”

Mr. Tang was wearing a Confucian shirt and a square scarf on his head. If you don't look at his appearance, I thought he was a knowledgeable Confucian, but he had a tall nose, deep eye sockets, blue eyes, and blond hair.

Such a look is matched with this Confucian shirt, which makes people have a ghostly expression no matter how they look at it. The coachman Lao Bai has been in contact with Mr. Tang for a long time, and he can still adapt.

It doesn't mean that other people can accept it, the child who stopped the carriage saw Mr. Tang with this appearance, and the swollen big bag on his forehead, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hell! ......" the child yelled and turned around and ran, but before he could run two steps and fell again, this time he fell a little hard and didn't get up for half a day.

The coachman is so angry! Turning his head and angrily, he scolded: "You are the ghost!" Your whole family is a ghost! This is the learned Mr. Tang, what my Master Li said can still be wrong! ”

"Lao Bai, don't be angry! God teaches us that if someone hits you on the left cheek, you have to reach out to him on the right cheek! You should not blame this child, we are all children of God! Should......

Ay! Don't go, kid, you didn't say why you stopped my car? Stop down? …… Stop it! ......" Mr. Tang's words stunned the coachman Lao Bai.

There were countless divine beasts galloping past in his heart, and his eyes were full of pity when he looked at Mr. Tang. This gentleman is knowledgeable but good, but he is not mentally normal.

When people beat you, you have to take the initiative to put your face up, there is only one kind of person who can do this in Daming, and that is a fool.

But the kid wouldn't listen to Mr. Tang's nagging, and while the two of them were talking, he got up from the ground and ran.

Mr. Tong wanted to help others so that he could carry forward his missionary work. I finally met a child who took the initiative to come to the door, how could I let it go easily.

At that moment, he anxiously asked the child to stop, and he jumped out of the carriage and chased after the child.

The child listened to Mr. Tang's stiff Chinese and ran faster. He had never seen a man like Mr. Changcheng Tang, but this gentleman was somewhat similar to the ghosts in the portraits in the temple.

It's better if Mr. Tang doesn't chase him, he runs faster after the child. Mr. Tang's robe was wide, and he almost fell down after running a few steps.

Bu He shook his head on the horse, and it seemed that he had to take action himself. Who saved his life by Mr. Tang? Received the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates.

As soon as he urged the war horse under his crotch, the new horse on Jeju Island immediately burst out with unparalleled speed. The horse rushed out as if it were about to shoot an arrow, and in the blink of an eye it was behind the child.

Before the child could react, Buhe's body had already fallen down. He grabbed the child's belt behind him and exerted force with one hand, and the emaciated child was lifted in the air like a lamb.

The child was caught in the air and kept kicking around, but his little short legs couldn't hurt Buhe at all. The cloth and the ease of pressing it on the horse's back brought back to the carriage.

He put the child on the ground, coughed lightly, jumped off the horse and rested aside, ignoring what was happening here.

The arrest just now seemed to be very chic, but it actually involved the wounds on his body. Bu He rested for a while, otherwise there would be no pain in his chest.

On the same day, he was injured by an arrow from Wu Sangui, and was hunched out on horseback. That is, he, a Mongolian, even though he was seriously injured and unconscious, still kept lying on the back of the horse and did not fall off.

Just when he couldn't hold on and fell off his horse, he was rescued by Tang Ruowang's master and servant who set off from Beijing to Xi'an.

Tang Ruowang, a native of German, set foot in Macao seven years ago and began his missionary journey.

In order to convince the Ming people of their God, Tang Ruowang took off his missionary clothes and changed into a Confucian shirt. He worked hard to learn the Confucian culture of China, and combined Christianity with the Confucianism of the Ming Dynasty.

In order to be able to better preach, Tang Ruowang went to Beijing to learn a Ming official language. and became friends with Li Zubai of Tianqin Prison, and the carriage and coachman were Li Zubai's parting gifts to Tang Ruowang.

Tang Ruowang went to Xi'an this time to take over the successful Jinnige missionary there, and the missionary who came with him did well in Xi'an, and wrote that there was already a small church there.

However, Jinnige's body was very weak and could no longer preside over the missionary work there, so Tang Ruowang was overjoyed and immediately went to Xi'an to take over the missionary work of Jinnige.

Tang Ruowang, who had just left the Beijing Division, was too excited to miss the stay, but he saved the dying Buhe by chance on the way.

Tang Ruowang hurried to Xi'an, so he had to take Buhe with him for treatment.

When Buhe came to his senses, he realized that he was far away from Jingshi, and even farther away from the seaside. Along the way, he, a Mongol, had no chance to pass through the layers of state capitals to reach the seaside, so he stayed behind to follow Tang Ruowang to protect his safety. Real lady online service, help you find books to chat with you, please micro / letter / search / search hot online article or rd444 waiting for you to tease~