I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

But now there is one more thing.

Ibowen said: "Long Live Lord, have you decided on the low-interest loan of 300 million Ming Yuan that the Italian special envoy applied for before? The ambassador has almost drank our beer. It's time to tell him to get out."

Ibowen obviously doesn't like these hairy and rude Italians, or, for various reasons, Ibowen doesn't have a good impression of Europeans nowadays, except of course, Concubine Fan and her family.

Ibowen, or Ito Hirobumi, the turning point of changing the trajectory of his life was the burning of the "American Merchant Marine" ten years ago.

It turned out to be an oolong.

The Molotov cocktail carefully prepared by Ibowen was easily extinguished by Morishita with a fire extinguisher. He himself was also captured by Morishita because of the backstab of Kaoru Inoue, his closest friend and companion who had agreed to study in the UK together.

However, it was precisely this accidental capture that prevented Ibowen from embarking on the path of studying in England as in history, nor did his original heart be broken by the powerful industrialization forces of the United Kingdom.

On the contrary, his best friend Inoue Kaoru is now standing on the opposite side of Daming.

Every time Ibowen sees Kaoru Inoue writing articles such as "The Ming Dynasty is about to collapse" and "The rise of the Ming Dynasty is a threat to the world" in newspapers, he is heartbroken. , the depth of love, the depth of responsibility.

One, three, five, the Great Ming collapsed, and two, four, six, the Great Ming threatened.

Ibowen is very clear that Kaoru Inoue wrote those words just to get a considerable amount of royalties.

Those potbellied gentlemen in London love to read articles like this.

In fact, as long as he could admit his mistake, he would not bear any grudges against him at all.

Even knowing his talent, Ibowen would recommend him to the emperor.

However, one wrong step, one step at a time.

There is no going back.

Two close friends from school have come to opposite sides of life.

Yibowen secretly vowed that if the soldiers of Ming Dynasty captured Inoue Xin one day, he must apply to personally intervene for his former best friend.

He wants to use the dullest knife to send away the dullest person, and cut off his last connection with the Japanese with his own hands.

Only in this way can I follow in the footsteps of Senior Morishita and become a true descendant of the Yi family in Yunnan.

Chapter 689

"Long live? Long live? How to answer the Italian envoy?"

Yi Bowen repeated it several times in a low voice, awakening Zhu Fugui who was still immersed in the sadness of losing hundreds of millions of dollars or even more money with his own hands.

Now Zhu Fugui got angry when he heard the word Italy, and said, "Italy must be the same as English, Spain, and Portugal. It is also a pseudo-Qing translation. How can we use it in Ming Dynasty? Bowen, do you know what my name is called in Ming Dynasty?" Italian?"

Ibowen thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be Italy... Weichen saw it on the "Wan Guokun Map" in the Wanli period, and he used this name..."

"Italy?"

Zhu Fugui frowned.

At first, I thought that damn Italy was also called Flangji, Red-haired Ghost and so on before Chongzhen, but I didn't expect that it was already called quite differently.

"Forget it, let's call it Italy..."

Zhu Fugui waved his hand, "Da Ming and Italy have never signed a formal alliance, theoretically, they are only allies of the Germans.

An ally of an ally is not an ally of mine, so Ming has no obligation to assist Italy.

But looking at the friendly countries of Italy, they traveled thousands of miles to play football in Ming Dynasty..."

The word "playing football" Zhu Fugui almost bit out from his teeth, "I can't do nothing, you go and tell this group of Italians who come to Shijiazhuang to beg for food that Ming is going to use the precious foreign exchange reserves of the empire to aid them 300 yuan ten thousand pounds...

I remember that the exchange rate between British pound and Ming Yuan is still 1:4, right?I understand that Liangzong's backhand is a super double. I hope their Victor Emmanuel II can take care of himself and reflect on himself.

Take my money and hurry to kick the ass of Austria-Hungary and the French!

Forget about his macaroni and pasta! "

Speaking of this, Zhu Fugui suddenly thought of one thing: "Bowen, speaking of it, how did you see the "Wan Guokun Tutu" in the Wanli period?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, Zhao Xingzhen, the Holy Mother and Empress Dowager of the Tartar Song Dynasty, packed up all the cultural relics collected in the Pseudo-Qing Dynasty in different categories. Some of the documents were named by the History Department of the Imperial College and asked to be kept properly and handed over to Professor Xia Zhixin for research. But now Professor Xia Zhixin still I don't have time to study Loulan beauties in Dunhuang..."

"Loulan beauty?"

"Uh, it's Professor Xia's name for the beautiful one of the two female corpses in the newly discovered Tocharian tomb."

"Is the female corpse still beautiful? What's the name of the other one?"

"It's called Female Corpse No. [-]."

"..."

Zhu Fugui felt the world's deep kindness towards a good-looking person like himself.

Yi Bowen continued: "Before Professor Xia came back, these documents were temporarily taken care of by Jin Yiwei, and Wei Chen also participated in part of the management and was responsible for the transcription work. I was fortunate to see some authentic ancient books."

Zhu Fugui knew that Ibowen's lower case script was quite beautiful, so it was normal for Jin Yiwei and the Department of History to entrust him to copy the books.

Zhu Fugui asked curiously: "Then what are you copying now, let me see."

Yibowen quickly took out a roll of high-quality manuscript paper from his sleeve.

Zhu Fugui only knew that Qianlong had a vague past with Empress Catherine, but he did not expect that Uncle Wanli also had an affair with the Queen of England.

It seems that it is not my fault that I harassed Mrs. Victoria, it was you who started it!

The one who flirts first is cheap, that's what it says all over the Internet.

Zhu Fugui read Elizabeth's letter with great interest:

"Grace of God, Queen of England, France and Ireland, Guardian of Faith, Elizabeth pays tribute to the great, powerful and invincible Emperor Shenzong of Ming Dynasty:

We learn from the written records of all parties, and from the accounts of merchants who have been fortunate enough to travel through His Majesty's magnificent empire.From this, I learned that His Majesty's greatness and kindness to guests from afar...

At this moment, I hope God bless Your Majesty.1602 AD, Elizabeth I's 44th year on the throne.Greenwich Palace. "

Looking at the flattery between the lines, Zhu Fugui thought, isn't this just dog licking?

No wonder that since modern times, the white-skinned robbers of Anza have spared no effort to belittle the Chinese and the so-called "yellow race".

Is this clearly the classic heart of the girl licking the dog's unexpected counterattack and standing on the head of Gao Fushuai to shit and piss?

Arrogance comes from deep inferiority complex, and as long as the time is long enough, they can really forget their inferiority complex.

Zhu Fugui felt that it was necessary for him to remind them in the future, who is the real center of this world, who is the real main theme of this world, and who is the consistent tall, rich and handsome in the long river of history.

……

Zhu Fugui asked Ibowen to find someone to take pictures of these precious manuscripts with a camera and back them up. He looked at Ibowen who was ordered to go, and the broken porcelain he had carefully packed up with his clothes...

Zhu Fugui's heart ached again.

Ibowen was right.

After such a fall, these tiles have grown exponentially in a legendary way.

It is absolutely suitable as a family heirloom.

But if you sell it to future generations, the value will be greatly reduced.

Hey, after all, it's all Li Hongzhang's fault, this guy gave him such a big baby, and he didn't say anything!

Shouldn't this guy do good deeds without leaving a name, and wait for himself to praise him?

Zhu Fugui really wanted to kick his ass in the face!

Emperor Fugui is about to go to the south of the Yangtze River.

As a native of Jiangnan, Zhu Fugui has no doubts about getting rich in the Jiangnan area.

Even Wenzhou, a poor country with no policies and no resources, can still develop.

What really deserves the attention of the Ming court is how to correctly guide the development of the Jiangnan area and strengthen the court's control over this area.

When Hongwu established Nanjing as his capital, he actually had this consideration in mind.

When Zhu Di moved north, the Jiangnan area quickly formed a huge interest group that could influence the court.

There are officials, gentry, and maritime merchants, and the interests are intertwined. Once it is formed, it will be even more difficult to get rid of the cocoons, and we must prevent problems before they happen.

Due to historical reasons, there are more southerners than northerners among the high-level officials in Ming Dynasty, and more coastal people than inland people.

Fortunately, in the area of ​​Northern Yin, Zhu Fugui has enough ability to break up the relationship between the township and the party, blur the identity label, and prevent the emergence of interest groups.

This is also the reason why Zhu Fugui would rather not have the money than send the gentry away.

At least for now, Daming has been given a strategic buffer period, so that he can calmly reshape the fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River.

Li Hongzhang couldn't come to meet the saint this time because he was arranging these things.

Expedition to India with family and mouth is really an extremely huge project.

Zhu Fugui even had an illusion after reading the seal collection plan played by Li Hongzhang.

Chapter 690 Fortunately, Fortunately, Fortunately

Of course, the historical significance of the two is completely different.

Although he has no relationship with Lao Li, and his "enlightened gentry" Zhu Fugui is not too cold, but after all, his voyage this time is a voyage of the Chinese nation, a voyage to expand the living space for the nation, as the emperor of China, Zhu Fugui was supposed to be there to see him off.

As for Western Chu, with the arrival of the cold winter, there is no possibility of large-scale military use in Xianbelia and the Afghan plateau.

Whether it is the British or the Russians, they can only choose to hide in the warm city in such weather.

Of course, the possibility of the gray animals not being afraid of the severe cold and attacking Xichu with a huge non-combat attrition is not ruled out, but Zuo Zongtang is still very confident in the abilities of Liu Songshan and Liu Jintang, uncles and nephews who guard the family.

Therefore, Zuo Zongtang finally had a rare free time, and he could go to the long-lost green land in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the next few days, Zhu Fugui stopped paying attention to football, and while preparing for the trip south, he would also watch other games for entertainment.

In other arenas, the sun and moon flags of Daming were hoisted almost continuously, and the national anthem never stopped.

What is especially worth mentioning is that according to the practice of adding one event each session, this time Daming chose to add the routine martial arts event.

And the one who won the first gold medal in women's swordsmanship was none other than Bai Xia'er, a heroine from the West Lake.

Compared with Mao Lilan, who knows that her status is not high, and is at ease as a concubine and housewife, the relationship between Bai Xiaer and Yin Susu is still very delicate.

According to Bai Xia'er, she should have what sister Susu has.

Very competitive.

Zhu Fugui's other wife, Vanderbilt Jolie, was strictly a mistress.

Because Zhu Fugui and Julie have not yet married.

At present, Zhu Fugui already has Napoleon III the master of ceremonies, the priest Hong Xiuquan I, and the flower girl Winston Nojill, and now the Buckingham Palace, which is used for the wedding, is missing.

Zhu Fugui can always remember that as early as the pen pal era, Julie, who was still a pure little girl instead of a rippling little elk, said that her dream wedding would be resplendent and resplendent, making all the noble girls in Europe jealous.

Although I think Julie's naive thoughts are very naive, but who can refuse the pitiful and pleading eyes of a little elk when it tightens its legs hard?

Therefore, Zhu Fugui felt that perhaps he should ask Victoria's wife for the best room as a bridal chamber for the newlyweds.

In short, although Zhu Fugui's harem looks very harmonious, in fact, every concubine has his own little willfulness. As a husband, Zhu Fugui needs to learn to tolerate.

Bai Xia'er was very happy to have won the gold medal.

Monk Zhixin was also the boss' consolation, seeing Zuo Zongtang's envious eyes and laughing: "Brother, in terms of Huigen, the poor monk is not as good as you, but in terms of having a daughter, you are not as good as me! I wonder if you have seen my ineffective The son-in-law's novel "Dragon Babu"?

Let me tell you, Tianlong Babu is a Buddhist term, very profound.

I think my son-in-law wrote that we are brothers, elder brother you are Qiao Feng, I am Xu Zhu, do you look like it? "

Zuo Zongtang looked at Bai Zhixin's Lu Zhishen-like ghost, and thought of the introduction of Xu Zhu's appearance in the book...

Zuo Zongtang would like to say something, Xuzhu and Princess Wenchuan of Xixia are in love with each other, relying on personal charm, where are you in Khorasan?

But after all, he is the head of the Ming Dynasty, Zuo Zongtang also has to give his third brother some face, and said: "Third brother, you recall, your second brother Liu Songshan's pig's kidney face that people hate dogs, he and Duan Yu's Is there much difference?"

But the monk Zhixin said carelessly: "It's a lot, not a lot. I think they all have two eyes and one nose!"

He was about to brag to his elder brother about how when he was still skinny, how he was so graceful that he made Bai Xia'er's mother admire him, but his ear was twisted by a pretty hand of Bai Shengsheng.

Bai Xia'er was wearing the competitive attire, and her forehead was still dripping with sweat.

With strength in his hand, he shouted coquettishly: "Father, stop bragging in front of Lord Zuo, I have made an appointment for a full set of medical examinations for you, have you maintained an empty stomach as required?"

"Fasting, of course I'm fasting!"

Monk Zhixin said weakly, "I ate half a chicken in the morning, two liang of wine, almost empty stomach..."