It didn't take long for the door to be pulled open from the inside.

When he saw the appearance of the person who opened the door, Jiang Shu couldn't help but be stunned.

What appeared in front of her was not all the yellow-skinned and black-eyed men, women, and children she could have imagined, but a foreigner about fifty or sixty years old.

I saw that he was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe with a cloud pattern, a black Lingyun scarf, a jasper silk ring around his waist, and white-bottomed soap boots.

But out of place, he had a slightly yellow curled beard, a pair of blue eyes, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken.

It feels like Sun Wukong, who just jumped out of a crack in the stone and stole other people's boots, shirts, and hats to wear on his body and pretend to be a person, how funny and funny it is.

Jiang Shu tried his best to resist the urge to laugh and raised his head, but saw him bow to Zhu Changxun, and said in broken Chinese: "Your Royal Highness King Fu, why are you here?" ”

Zhu Changxun raised his hand to return the salute, and said with a light smile: "This king has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, I heard that Mr. just came back from Guangzhou yesterday, I wonder if he brought some rare things?" ”

"I'm bringing it, but I'm afraid the prince won't like it this time." The foreigner's attitude was sincere.

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed Jiang Shu standing beside him, his eyes lit up, and two somewhat rough hands suddenly stretched out to her: "Oh, Xiao Jiang Shu, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?" ”

Jiang Shu didn't expect him to make such a move, and subconsciously took two steps back, with a confused look on his face: "You ......"

"You don't remember me?" The foreigner took two steps forward, "We met in Nanjing two years ago. ”

"Oh, Mr. Leigh——!" Hearing him say this, Jiang Shu suddenly thought of the foreign missionary Matteo Ricci who had some friendship with his father Ye Xianggao that he had heard mentioned before, and guessed that this person should be, raised his hand and was afraid of his head, and pretended to be suddenly enlightened and said, "Look at my memory, I always forget things that have been going on for a long time, I'm really sorry!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay," Matteo Ricci shook his head unmindingly, "Is Ling Zun okay?" I haven't seen him in a long time. ”

"My father is all right, and when I have time, I will let him come to visit Mr. Leigh." Jiang Shu tugged at the corners of his lips and said.

"No, no, no," Matteo Ricci quickly waved his hand, "he is my benefactor, and I deserve to visit him." ”

"That'...... It's good. Knowing that foreigners are straight, it is not deliberately polite to say this, Jiang Shu nodded with a light smile.

Then, he turned his head to look at Zhu Changxun beside him.

She already knew what he had brought her to see, probably something like a chiming clock or a glass mirror he had given him a few days ago.

"I don't know what Mr. Lee brought this time, so I don't think this king will like it?" Met her knowing gaze, Zhu Changxun asked in a clear voice.

"It's all inside, the prince will know it when he sees it." Matteo Ricci said, pointing sideways inside the door.

"Okay." Zhu Changxun smiled faintly, raised his hand to take Jiang Shu, took two steps forward, and stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Matteo Ricci went in with him, pointing to the walls and tables and chairs in the room, and said, "It's all here." ”

Jiang Shu and Zhu Changxun looked along and saw that there were several oil paintings of the Virgin Mary and an imitation of the Mona Lisa hanging scattered on the wall.

On top of the table and chair, there are some plaster statues with broken hands and feet, and large and small lace fabrics.

Zhu Changxun obviously couldn't appreciate these, and frowned slightly: "That's all Mr. brought this time?" ”

"Not bad." Matteo Ricci nodded solemnly.

"It seems that Mr. Leigh can't choose the right thing to give to his grandmother as a birthday gift." Jiang Shu sighed softly, with a slight regret in his words.

The mysterious smile of the Mona Lisa is estimated to be appreciated by no one in Daming; The statue of Our Lady is full of naked children, and if you take them back, it is estimated that it will be considered immoral; In addition to the ugliness of the plaster statue, the mutilated limbs are also inauspicious; Lace fabric is the only thing that people here can accept, but it has no characteristics, and it is not as appropriate to send it to the silk and satin village next door to sell a piece of clothing for the old lady.

ps: Regarding the tone of Matteo Ricci's speech, don't think about Mandarin, try to think about the feeling of foreigners speaking Chinese~

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