On the morning of the rainy season, Priest Marco Polo got up from the guest room of the Mongolian embassy and smelled the familiar smell of his hometown as he went to the toilet.

In Venice, everyone defecated everywhere, and every household raised poultry and livestock. All kinds of flavors are mixed together, and the rich atmosphere fills the streets and alleys. It is said that the reason for this situation is that the Romans were obsessed with personal hygiene, which led to the demise of the country. The new rulers from the north did the opposite, and the Roman Church relegated Rome's customs to vices, and gradually it became like this.

The smell of feces came from outside the toilet, and Priest Marco Polo followed the smell to see that the man had just put the lid on it, and it seemed that he had finished his work. Soon, they left the embassy in a donkey cart. Wait for Priest Marco Polo to go to the toilet and shush. The smell has become faintly audible. When he finished brushing his teeth and washing his face according to the new Mongolian rules here, the smell of the embassy returned to a very fresh feeling under the drizzle.

The calamus flowers in the garden bloom in the rain on a rainy day, and the aroma makes the air feel a wonderful fragrance. If it weren't for the beautiful buildings outside the window on the second floor, Priest Polo would not have imagined that he was in the huge city of Hangzhou. All the priests who visited Hangzhou called the city the city of God. Apart from the title 'City of God,' the clergy could not find a way to describe their feelings.

Opening the notebook, the Polo priest took a steel-tipped quill pen made by the Chinese and began to make his own notes on the smooth and clean Chinese notebook.

‘…… The demon kings of hell take the form of flies, and in Hangzhou, the city of God, I did not see the families of the demon kings. If I hadn't seen flies in the wilderness of China, I would have thought that there had never been flies in China...... This bustling city has a population of over a million, and almost everyone has their own horse, donkey or mule. And the ground in this city is always so clean. There is a special person who is responsible for sweeping the ground and transporting manure. It seems that they don't think the work is dirty and low......

The steel-tipped pen dipped in the pen and brushed the paper to record what the Polo priest saw and felt, and when he had finished writing a large paragraph, he picked up the teacup and took another sip. The aroma lingered in his mouth and nose, and it didn't take long for the Polo priest to feel the stench in his nostrils.

Because his father Niccoloplo had been working for the Great Khan of Ögedei for a long time, Marco Polo felt that he was already a very clean man in Venice. He would not dare to be too clean, as he would be judged as evidence of the practice of witchcraft. When he arrived in Hangzhou, he realized that it was not only the dirt from the outside world and the skin of the body that emitted the smell, but also the stench from the human nasal cavity.

Part of the reason the clergy call Hangzhou the City of God is here. It is in God's city that humanity can see its own sin and filth. In this city of God, there is also a place to wash away the filth. Not long after, the Polo priest arrived at a building not far away, bought a 'indulgence' from the gatekeeper, and he entered with the ticket, and was soon soaked in hot water.

Take a bath and rub the ashes. Pick up clean water from the shower and inhale it into your nose, and squirt it out of your nose when you feel suffocated. Priests who had traveled to Hangzhou earlier documented such a method. After several washes, the nasal cavity and eyes felt sour. Under this impulse of tears, I finally felt that the filth was cleansed, and the whole person felt very good.

Wipe your body with a towel and Italian specialties will come in handy. Ask the waiter here to help apply a thin layer of olive oil to the Polo priest's body, and the already moist skin is moistened by both water and oil, and it feels very comfortable. The Romans had inherited this tradition secretly.

After changing into clean clothes and walking back to his lodgings, the Polo priest felt that at this time he would be able to ascend to heaven pure and flawless by taking the blood of Christ Jesus and a piece of the flesh of Christ Jesus. Dirty laundry can be handed over to the laundromat of the Great Song Dynasty to be washed, and the Polo priest was assigned a job to help the Mongol lord gather intelligence, and the Mongol lord was not stingy with this little money.

When I returned to the Mongolian Embassy and had another cup of fragrant tea, I immediately felt extremely refreshed. Meat is cheap here in Hangzhou, and the Mongolian envoys bought sheep and killed them in a place dedicated to killing sheep. At this time, a charcoal fire was already lit under the pavilion outside the house, and a whole roasted sheep was made. The slightly marinated whole lamb is roasted on an iron fork, and there is no need to roast the whole lamb, but which part is roasted, cut off with a knife, dipped in seasonings, or simply eaten as it is. The mutton is not fat or woody, and the entrance is soft and tender, reflecting the full deliciousness.

The crowd ate and drank, and the excitement soon rose. Naturally, the Mongol envoys boasted about how the Mongol army had conquered the city and how many treasures had been stolen from it. The Polo priest listened quietly, and what he had learned during his wanderings of the past few days, saw no sign of the city being ravaged by war. The priests could not imagine why the Mongols had abandoned the city.

After the bragging, everyone began to talk about how to achieve their mission. This beautiful city is so clean, which also confirms the previous statement about the epidemic prevention of the Great Song Dynasty is correct.

"Let the slaves take care of cleaning up the garbage."

"There needs to be a lot of public toilets."

"What if people don't go to the public toilet?"

"Whip them."

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Use coercive means to solve problems concisely and clearly. The envoys who saw the face of Hangzhou were very bright and talked about their views. It was also approved by everyone. The Polo priest listened quietly, he was a Venetian here at most a guest, and his task was to record everything he saw, and it was not his duty to participate in the discussion. What's more, he doesn't know how to govern cities.

The Paltic priest thought of his faith, of everything he had learned. In the church at this time, Rome is sin, and Rome is the embodiment of evil. The Roman Emperor Nero was the evil devil with 666 engraved on his forehead. As long as it is against Rome, it is right.

There are no Crusaders in the city where the Polo priests lived, and the city has many Roman characteristics, but the people of the city seem to be living very happily. Even the Polo priests, who adopted the Chinese way of life, felt happy. What is this for? Is it difficult not to believe in the cross-religion to be happy......

Thinking of this, the Polo priest couldn't help but make a cross. In order to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, he quickly ate a few pieces of meat and drank a large sip of wine. The taste of Da Song beer is also very good, and the kind of sweetness is far above that of European beers.

At this time, the Mongols talked about what they could see on the surface, and then talked about something deeper, "The Great Khan felt that the Song people must have some special secret. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to stop the plague. ”

When it comes to the secret, these people feel that the Great Khan's opinion is to the point. There must be a powerful secret to being so clean, and this secret can solve all the problems that come your way.

"While we went to see Xiong Xiang, we sent people to walk around and see more. I am sure to be able to know the secrets of the Han people. ”

Since it's a secret, it must be hard to know. There is no other means than to inquire carefully.

After eating and drinking at noon, the Polo priest felt a little drunk. Da Song's liquor was easy to get drunk, so he simply went back to the bedroom and took a nap. Before falling asleep, the Polo priest remembered the words of the other priests, and the Chinese had the habit of taking a nap. This is indeed very strange to look at Europeans. Maybe it's like this life that makes people feel tired.

When he woke up, the priest felt only that his body was full of strength. It was dark at this time, and the gloomy sky looked as if it was evening, and the priest felt a pang of self-reproach in his heart. One of the reasons why Europe doesn't like bathing is that it makes them feel depleted. In hindsight, this view may be correct.

However, when this thought came out, the Polo priest felt the stench on his body again. This experience made the Polo priest feel conflicted, and he found it difficult to choose between filth and exhaustion. Then the priest remembered heaven, and those who went to heaven no longer had to work. I want to be able to bathe, drink, and sleep every day in God's paradise. Stay away from all exhaustion and filth. It really is heaven.

Thinking of this, Priest Polo came to the spirit and recorded today's manager's affairs. He also wrote about his own perception of God and heaven.

At this time, the Mongol envoy ran to Xiong Shangshu again, trying to continue to advance the goal. This time, Xiong Shangshu asked them rhetorically, "How much do you want to know about epidemic prevention?" ”

"We want to get all the knowledge we need to know about epidemic prevention." The Mongol envoy replied very bluntly.

After Xiong Shangshu listened, he just wanted to say, "Let's go." ”

The straightforward messenger was followed by a straightforward remark, "We also know that this is impossible. So I want to know how the Great Song epidemic prevention is done. ”

Xiong Shangshu has also been thinking about how to cooperate with Mongolia in the past two days, and Zhao Jiaren's suggestion is very simple, "Everything in our Great Song City is smashed out with money." Health and epidemic prevention, physics are all one industry. Those car owners who come to pull things every day make money. There is no need to tell the Mongols about this. Just tell the Mongols about the money they sold. ”

So Shang Shu smiled: "What you are thinking about is how to never encounter the plague, right?" ”

"Is there really such a way?" The messenger's eyes lit up. He originally believed that Da Song had a secret, and he was very excited at this time.

"There are ways, but we can't tell you easily now."

"So what are you going to do to say yes?" The messenger asked nervously.

"We bought a lot of slaves from Italy and other places, and these slaves were to be transported to the Great Song Dynasty. If you will let us go through your borders, you may exchange them with the means and means we have adopted. ”

"Of course you can." The messenger immediately agreed.

Xiong Sheng let out a long sigh in his heart. What Da Song really wanted was to withdraw the personnel, but it made Da Song feel very difficult. In the end, Zhao Jiaren's daughter Zhao Ruoshui made this mixed suggestion, "The world is expensive and valuable, and slaves are also the goods of the Mongols." In the past, some people bought pearls because they were attracted by the appearance of the treasure box. The slaves we bought and sold were the treasure boxes that attracted the Mongols, and those were pearls. Let's see if we can beat it this way. ”

Zhao Jiaren agreed with this approach, and Xiong Sheng was naturally happy to be held accountable by Zhao Jiaren. In the eyes of the people, Zhao Jiaren is an official. In the eyes of officials, Zhao Jiaren's most important power is the power he holds as prime minister. With this power in his hands, Zhao Jiaren was able to implement his policies as he pleased. The way to keep the prime minister going is through his political achievements, and the reason for the prime minister's resignation is also their political achievements.

"But I don't know how many slaves the Song Kingdom has to transport?" The messenger asked eagerly.

"There must be more than 3,000 people." Xiong replied.

"But what does Song Guo want to teach us?"

"We will tell you where the plague came from, how it spreads, and how it stops it."

"Good! Then please send someone to Baghdad. The messenger replied cheerfully. The Mongols plundered a city at random, and all the population in the city would become slaves, and the number would be at least a few thousand. Three thousand slaves were nothing in the eyes of the Mongols.

The Polo priest got the news the next day that he and several others continued to stay in Hangzhou. The deputy returned to Baghdad.

Xiong Sheng asked Zhao Jiaren worriedly, "Official, we have already detained two people." Will you be detained again if you send someone this time? ”

"If the Mongols detain our envoys again, they must not spare them this time. Those people will do hard labor all their lives. We'll continue our offensive north next year, and we'll definitely capture some people by then. We will exchange the captured man with Kublai Khan. I don't believe that Kublai Khan could leave those people alone. ”

The rainy season of the Great Song Dynasty is the summer of Jerusalem. The summers here are long and hot, and mosquitoes and flies are flying around on weekdays. As a cage of flies was burned, as those who dig out the bird's nest were publicly whipped. There are significantly fewer bugs in the city.

In the Jewish ghetto, the Harpys, who had made their identities public, held up the mark of the six-pointed star and propagated in the ghetto, "Catching rats is meritorious, but killing cats is guilty." ”

In the Crusader quarter, the priests carried crosses and told the faithful about the command of the new ruler of Jerusalem, "Catching rats is meritorious, but killing cats is guilty." ”

The Tula of the True God Religion conveyed to the followers of the True God Religion the will of the Mongolian lord, "Catching rats is meritorious, but killing cats is sinful." ”

Yang Congrong didn't expect that Boyan's execution would be so strong. In the Great Song Dynasty, the government's orders were not easily enforced. However, seeing the human heads hanging at the gate of the city, Yang Congrong also understood where Mongolia's efficiency came from.

Marshal Boyan invited Yang Congrong and others to his official residence in the city, and expressed his opinion indifferently, "Your method is very good. ”

These people in the Great Song Dynasty were not particularly excited, for them this was something they had seen for many years.

"Do you have any changes to the way you clean up the mess?" Boyan continued.

Yang Congrong and others looked at each other in puzzlement, the Great Song Dynasty used earthworms to deal with urban garbage and dirt, and the fertilizer produced was used to fertilize the land. After discussing it, these people decided to provide this technology to Boyan. So there's nothing to modify for everyone. In the end, Yang calmly replied: "There is nothing to change." ”

Marshal Boyan asked his subordinates to entertain Yang Congrong and the others, and he himself left the official residence. Mounted the horses and returned to the estate. White animals are easily considered noble, white elephants, white camels, and white cows are considered sacred. Seeing the white Arabian horse passing by, the people of Jerusalem consciously moved out of the way. Most of the white horses are prepared by the big shots.

Walking through the city, there are no more mosquitoes flying in the sky. The joy in the heart of the marshal Boyan was very strong. The same was true of his estate, where the bugs gradually disappeared. The rat no longer dared to appear openly under the capture of the cat. Princess Maria, though she had also heard the idea that the cat was a witch's messenger, reluctantly accepted the orange cat that had been newly brought back from the manor.

Not far from the city of Jerusalem, the number of mosquitoes began to increase. This made Boyan Marshal have the idea of starting to eradicate mosquitoes and flies in these places as well, and as soon as he calculated the amount of money it would cost, he gave up such an idea.

Back at the manor, the bugs are gone. The estate is located next to a water source, with an abundant source of water, and the surrounding woods are very lush. Birds sang in the treetops, and servants and serfs moved their cattle to the downwind away from the manor mansion according to the new layout. A new earthworm house was erected, and all kinds of dirt were sent for disposal. The temperature inside the manor is getting fresher.

Princess Maria, with a larger belly, sat in the main hall with a wooden floor. The wood that had been placed for some years was sawn into planks and laid on the ground piece by piece, which made Boyan feel overly luxurious. It has conflicted with his Crucionic monk's idea of 'peace of poverty'. But Boyan did it without hesitation. Because the effect is really good. The dust is gone, and when you wipe the floor with a cloth, you can even feel the freshness. There is no need for Yang to deliberately emphasize it calmly, Boyan understands that this luxury is indeed valuable.

"Friar. Let's either have a pastor to witness the wedding. Princess Mary spoke. Although the voice was soft, the uneasiness was very clear.

"Okay." Boyan replied.

The relationship between the two is far closer than most couples. For a wedding without a priest's witness, even if the two parties are as deep as the sea, the two are still just lovers. After the birth of their child, he was also an unblessed illegitimate child.

When Maria heard Boyan's answer so crisply, there were tears in her eyes. Even if she was married in secret, Mary felt satisfied. After all, she is the wife of the former Great Khan of the Ilkhanate, although Mongolia does not pay attention to widowhood, a person of Boyan's status marries Maria, which will still have a great influence on Boyan.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and Boyan is willing to take such a big risk to get married, and there is no need to doubt the sincerity of this feeling. Thinking that her child was no longer an illegitimate child who was not favored by God, Mary hurriedly asked, "When?" ”

"I will ask the patriarch of the suburbs to officiate at the wedding. I'll go ask him tomorrow. Boyan replied.

With a thousand words in her heart, Mary finally said only her heart, "Thank you." ”