Those Xiyi are not stupid enough to use a brush to write the national letter, so the words on it should be a traditional Western quill pen, and I don't know if it is a goose feather that came from somewhere. I saw the slender, long, and crooked handwriting spread out on the parchment, and Zhu Zhen and Xie Jin both stretched out their heads to look, but they couldn't understand it.

"Fifth brother, can you understand the words of this ghost drawing?" Zhu Zhen couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Zhu Su frowning and looking at it with relish. is Xie Jin, and he is also stunned.

"Understand." Zhu Su said. This Britain is the United Kingdom of later generations, and in his previous life, all people learned English, and he still passed the fourth and sixth grades. Although this ancient English is somewhat different from the English of later generations, Zhu Su even guessed, but he could also see some generally, so he relayed it to Zhu Zhen and Xie Jin, and told that it was written that the British king had long admired the prestige of the Ming Dynasty, so he sent a delegation to join it, hoping to bathe in the glory of the Ming Emperor, and be a vassal of the Ming Dynasty, protected by the Ming Dynasty.

When the color of the Honglu Temple came, and the words and sentences in the national book were translated, Zhu Zhen was even more admired by the five-body cast. The barbarian language written in this national book is really not far from what his fifth brother said.

"Fifth brother is really knowledgeable!" Zhu Zhen praised from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Zhu Su waved his hand, trying to uncover this section. If the sixth brother asked him where he had learned it, he would not be able to answer it.

Xie Jin's eyes are also full of brilliance, he is amazingly talented, talented, and has never been convinced by others, but he is the most convinced of His Royal Highness King Zhou, who is the most talented, visionary, and capable of the world, and is willing to drive him. Now that I have seen one of his skills, I am even more admired, and I want to respect him as a contemporary saint.

Zhu Su didn't want to talk about it more, but carefully considered the words in the national letter. Zhu Zhenqi said: "What does my brother still look at this thing? The left and right are just fake, and they are used to make it difficult to play with these Western fans, that is. ”

"Could it be that there is something else that can't be done?"

"If it's a fake, it's naturally useless, but this thing may be of great use in the future." Zhu Su said.

"Your Highness said this, but the students didn't understand." Xie Jin was also puzzled. "If you say that a fake is useless, why do you say that it will be useful in the future? Could it be that in the next life, this thing can become real? ”

"There is no conclusive conclusion as to which is true or which is false." Zhu Su was on the move, and when he saw that a younger brother and a student were still puzzled, he smiled and said, "This king asks you, what defines the difference between truth and falsehood?" ”

"What needs to be defined in this, true is true, false is false...... Can it be said that what is fake is true? Zhu Zhen said.

Xie Jin is thoughtful, he has been influenced by many new learnings, and his brain and vision have long been active. After thinking for a long time, Fang said: "Your Highness is saying that after a long time, this fake can naturally be said to be true...... At that time, if Britain insists on saying that it can also be regarded as the territory of my Ming Dynasty, my Ming Dynasty will be able to take the righteousness of Britain from this, right? ”

"Haha, smart, worthy of being the chief of the current Guozijian." Zhu Su praised with a smile. "This king asked you to lurk around Na Xiyi, naturally it will not just be a laborer to fool them superficially."

"But you're not entirely right. The so-called truth and falsehood are not simply made obscure by time. Between countries, there is no truth or falsehood, and whoever has the biggest fist has the final say? Zhu Su's eyes turned cold, hundreds of years later, the British used the "Yarrow Incident" to send troops to the Qing Dynasty, invade China, loot countless cultural relics in the Old Summer Palace, the treasure of the Orient, and even burned them directly. Although the "Yarrow Incident" is full of loopholes, whether it is true or false, at that time, the British who were not just strong ships and guns could calculate what they said?

In his previous life, Zhu Su had visited the countless Chinese cultural relics looted by the British in the British Museum, and he felt great humiliation at that time. Now maybe there is a chance to avenge this, and can An not leave a back door first? When the Ming Dynasty hits the door of Britain, he will be able to smash this letter on the face of the British, as ironclad evidence that "Britain has been the territory of the Ming Dynasty since ancient times".

Anyway, with the Yarrow incident Zhuyu in front, it can be regarded as treating others in the way of others.

"Remember, when I went back, the ceremony of sending these people's letters of honor to pay tribute was made grander, and everyone knew about it. Historians, newspapers, and so on must write special books on them, as well as official histories, wild histories, folk miscellaneous anecdotes, and so on, and they must treasure this matter and the content of this national book. Zhu Su smiled, even if Huaxia did not have the national strength to win Britain in the future, the history books were written in black and white, and everyone passed on them by word of mouth. If it is passed on to future generations, it will definitely make this British country suffer a dumb loss. Who let the people of their country not record history?

"Yes. Students will be able to make a splash. Xie Jindao, although he felt that the Ming Dynasty was still far away from Britain, maybe a few hundred years later, but His Royal Highness King Zhou was so for future generations, which still made him feel sincerely respected.

After discussing the matter of the national credentials, Zhu Zhen took the "appraised" credentials and came out to meet with Philip and Firut. When they learned that they had been officially recognized as a subordinate state of the Ming Dynasty, the two were overjoyed, but when they learned that they still needed to pay tribute to the Ming Emperor, the two of them suddenly felt like they had been struck by lightning.

"Honorable ...... Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, do you have to make offerings to His Majesty the Emperor? Philip asked weakly.

"Nonsense!" Zhu Zhen glared, but he also had a bit of the majesty of the imperial family. "State envoy, how can you not pay tribute to our Ming emperor?"

"Then why did you bring the national letter to my Honglu Temple to ask for a meeting? Could it be that you are here to entertain my Daming? ”

A group of soldiers drew their knives again, and the dazzling cold light frightened the two red-haired people without a master. Their belongings have already been taken away by the Maritime Safety Bureau, Honglu Temple, and Xie Jin, and this time they have lost their grandmother's house to the Oriental merchants, if it weren't for the fact that the Oriental people dislike them for being dirty and scary, I'm afraid that even the underwear has been gone. Where can I afford to make any offerings?

At this time, I heard Zhu Zhen say again: "In the past few days, you have a lot of envoys in the West, and you are all embarrassed to read Britain, Franc machine." ”

"Then the Franc Envoy is more than you will come...... Even my father liked the things they sent. ”

These words made the hairs on both Philip and Firut stand on end. France, or France, is a pair of countries in Europe that are at odds with Britain, and the war between the two countries has been going on for decades, and it can be said that they have long been bitter enemies.

It's been a difficult and bumpy road, and it's only a trembling thing away from success...... Even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you can't let the quota of Feng Mingzhou be snatched by the Franc machine! The two Britons looked at each other and made up their minds at the same time.

(End of chapter)