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

Therefore, as a sultan, being able to chat and laugh happily with the German Emperor Mingdi, and even get the two people's recognition of the title of "Caliph", this is actually a plus point for Abdul, at least not a minus point.

More people still believe that the so-called "unclean people" in the crime actually refer to the Jews.

Abdul gave away a large amount of land and part of Jerusalem, which undoubtedly angered many MSL.

So after his downfall, Benjamin, the Prime Minister of the Jewish State, who had just returned to China and his ass was still hot, was about to rush to Yangon non-stop to cry for help from the benevolent, almighty, and supreme Tomorrow.

However, his request to meet the emperor was rejected by Honglu Temple.

After all, the Son of Heaven is so busy, with so many things to do all day long, how can he have time to see foreign feudal vassals every day.

But even though Benjamin was not allowed to meet him, Da Ming allocated a batch of weapons and sold them to Judah at the market price.

There is one thing to say, these days, selling weapons at the market price is definitely a great kindness, Tang Sangui and Benjamin are all grateful.

But to be honest, the gratitude of the Jews is worthless to Zhu Fugui.

Zhu Fugui just couldn't just sit back and watch such a nail that strangled Ou Yafei's throat be easily pulled out.

Controlling the country of Judah depends on infiltration, mixing sand, controlling the lifeline of the economy and the lifeline of security, not something completely unreliable like gratitude.

Fortunately, given the geographical location of the country of Judah and the shape of the country with a width of less than 10 kilometers from east to west, it is basically impossible for them to become an independent country.

Unless the Jews can independently win 5 Middle East wars.

But if they can really do this, then the 6th Middle East War is their death.

Because in the 6th Middle East War, the Jews will be desperate to find that the Arab soldiers on the opposite side are holding weapons made in DaMing.

Some Arab soldiers would even pick up their headscarves and suddenly speak Chinese...

Of course, there is a high probability that such a scene will not happen. The Jews are not so stupid, and the wars are not so fierce.

Even if it is the Xiaoqiang of the later generations, if the Lighthouse Country does not take action, it will only survive the fourth Middle East war.

Winning five times in a row is just a dream.

The ultimate mystery of the survival of a country or a nation lies in its population.

Therefore, Judah, a country with a population of less than one million, does not have to doubt Daming's loyalty.

If they are not loyal, they must die.

This is even more true for Tang Sangui himself.

He himself is the Messiah cultivated by Zhu Fugui, the Jewish savior created by Daming with a lot of resources.

Tang Sangui knew who the big boss was.

Tang Sangui is already very content to be the Messiah and king of Judah.

As for the idea of ​​being independent, changing from a chess piece to a chess player, he never thought about it.

Tang Sangui knew very well that his greatest task was to firmly suppress Benjamin and these crooked European Jews, and use their hatred for the Anza nation to achieve a situation in which public opinion fully guides Ming Dynasty.

This time, when Zhu Fugui asked Tang Sangui to go to Istanbul to work in person, Tang Sangui agreed without thinking.

Faced with Akshan's various temptations, Tang Sangui answered them one by one.

"Brother Akshan, I didn't say you, who is not good for you to vote for, why did you vote for the Russians, is the tyrant Alexander easy to deal with?"

Tang Sangui said earnestly, "Monarchs of great powers all over the world, who can be as benevolent and loyal as Emperor Ming! You don't know how comfortable it is to work for Emperor Ming...

Let me tell you this, my name was bestowed by the Ming Emperor, do I know what my real name is? "

"So 'TangSangui' was given by God Khan? I said why the pronunciation is so strange, it doesn't look like Hebrew or English at all."

Akshan thought for a while and said, "Donald should be your original name, right? With such a huge wealth, you really should seek a reliable asylum."

"Hahaha!"

"My lord, why are you laughing?" Akshan asked doubtfully.

Tang Sangui laughed until tears flowed, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it, and said: "My real name is indeed Donald, but I didn't seek the protection of the Ming Emperor because of my huge wealth, but on the contrary, I was originally just a An ordinary college student in civil engineering with nothing, an unlucky guy who is going to the west to try his luck because of investment failure...

It wasn't until I met the great, kind, His Majesty the Emperor whose wisdom was as dazzling as the noon sun, um, and the groundhog, that I started a new life. From then on, there was no Donald in the world, only His Majesty the most humble Servant Tang Sangui is dead! "

"What...this...what does this have to do with groundhogs?" Akshan asked.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Tang Sangui shook his head, got rid of those terrible memories, and said, "Please ignore this, what I mean is, as long as you do things for our Emperor sincerely, His Majesty will never treat you badly, and even His Majesty will give you Glory's new name can also arrange a house and special Zhuka for you in Fengdu.

Of course, the premise is that you have to atone for your crimes and help us successfully fish out all the diplomats of Ming Dynasty and the good brother Abdul who drank grape juice with His Majesty. "

Hearing Tang Sangui's words, the last stone in Akeshang's heart fell to the ground.

Let me ask, under such circumstances, how could the emperor, who had to try his best to rescue his wine-drinking friends, be like the Russians, do things that were ruthless and ruthless.

"only……"

Akshan asked, "New name, His Majesty Zhu Fugui has already arranged a new name for me?"

"Of course!"

Tang Sangui suddenly felt a little sad, and said, "Just over two months ago, Mr. Qiao Jingzhong, an old friend who served His Majesty the Emperor with me, died of diarrhea and dehydration because he ate ice cream too fast...

His Majesty the Emperor said that the death of Qiao Jingzhong was a great loss and regret for Daming. In order to make up for this regret, the organization has decided that you will be the new pure minister of Ming Dynasty—it is gratifying! "

"ShangKexi? Sounds a bit like Yakexi?" Akshan was a little confused.

"Haha, almost. Shang is the last syllable of your name. Kexi means happy and beautiful things happen in Chinese. In short, it is very full of blessings."

Tang Sangui reached out and patted Akeshan's shoulder, and took out a letter of appointment from his bosom, "Happy brother, take a look at this agreement, if there is no problem, sign it... Well, Shang Kexi and Akeshan both To sign, it is best to press a fingerprint, this is the rule..."

Chapter 752 This is the city Mr. Zhu Youjian overlooked

The sound of horseshoes piercing through the morning mist of the Marmara Sea, a huge convoy of more than 100 exquisite carriages slowly drove into the city gate of Constantinople, which was loyal to the Tsar.

The horses that pull the carts are all solid-colored Arabian-Anglo horses without a single hair, and the carriages are marked with a double-headed black eagle logo covered in gold yarn, telling the world that these carriages belong to the great Normanov family all.

The carefully selected Slavic soldiers at the gate of Junbao wore gorgeous dresses, their eyes proudly slanted forward at a 45-degree angle to the front right, and then slowly and neatly turned their heads as the convoy passed by.

The soldiers in the city did not have such spirit.

It is now August.

Although the summer on the Mediterranean coast is cool, there is only one clumsy military uniform adapted to the Russian climate, and the gray animals that have to be strictly dressed due to etiquette are sweating profusely.

Armed with rifles, they closely monitored both sides of the street to prevent mobs from attacking the emperor.

Although the atmosphere was extremely depressing, some Ottomans still secretly opened the windows and looked at the conquerors with complicated expressions.

Some of them have numb eyes, some have vigilant expressions, and some have undisguised contempt and anger on their faces.

But no matter what attitude they use to welcome their new king, the fact that this ancient city is about to usher in a new dynasty, Yazheng, will not change anything.

Of course, in a sense, these "Greeks" who have forgotten who their real ancestors are, this time they can barely recognize their ancestors.

It's just that this ancestor is a bit biased.

While the native residents of Constantinople secretly looked at His Majesty's carriage, the people in the carriage were actually also secretly looking at them.

"Mom, it's a beautiful city. It seems prettier than St. Petersburg."

In one of the particularly elegant and luxurious carriages, there were three women lying on the side of the window and looking out curiously.

It was the youngest woman among them who spoke.

She has a slightly baby fat face.

If you look at the expectations of Chinese people for Maomei, her appearance can hardly be called stunning, but it is by no means ugly.

In fact, as the only daughter of Alexander II, Maria can hardly be said to have any relationship with Maomei.

Most of his father is of German descent, and her mother is the eldest daughter of a prince of Shenra—the Duke of Hesse.

Therefore, when everyone lowered their expectations and demanded her with the appearance of a German woman, this Princess Maria is actually very cute.

At this moment, she looked at the ancient streets and exotic buildings in Constantinople, showing a long-lost smile.

Her mother, Queen Maria, said happily: "Maria, you finally smiled. I haven't seen your smile during the whole trip. I'm so worried about you, my baby."

Princess Maria showed a shallow smile: "My dear mother, don't worry about me. I can come to the place that Mr. Zhu Youjian overlooked, and my mood will suddenly improve..."

"Zhu Youjian?"

Another elegant lady showed a strange look, "Is this the name of an oriental person? What does he have to do with King Castle?"

"Julia, my dear sister, you have been on the boring island too long!"

Queen Maria shook her head, took out a book from under the cushion and handed it to her.

The woman named Julia is the second daughter of the Duke of Hesse and is now the Queen of Battenberg, living in Windsor Castle of the Berk Army in England for a long time.

Princess Maria and Prince Alfred met when they both visited her home.

Moreover, Julia also has a little famous grandson, Prince Philip, the so-called model husband of the super long standby Queen.

……

In Queen Maria's view, her younger sister married to that boring and cold island, which made her life full of darkness.

It is precisely for this reason that Queen Maria has always opposed her daughter marrying Prince Alfred.

However, with the drastic changes in international political relations, the husband, who was originally opposed to it, is determined to carry out this political marriage.

Queen Maria had no way to persuade her husband not to exchange her daughter's happiness for so-called "political resources".

She is also very clear that as she grows older, her daughter no longer has that kind of unreasonable longing for Prince Alfred, whom she met when she was young and ignorant. Come out sad.

Julia had nothing to object to her sister's remarks.

England really isn't a good place to live.

Whether it's bad weather, polluted air, unpalatable food, or stupid and arrogant British people, it's really unbearable.

Julia heard the anger in her sister's words, took the book and said:

"Sister, I'm sorry, I have tried my best on that matter, and I don't understand why those old-fashioned guys must insist on such a ranking... Anyway, when I get to England, I will do my best to help... Oh, I My God, this book is beautiful!"

Julia looked at the beautifully bound book in her hand, as well as the brightly colored and novel illustrations on the title page, "Your empire? Is this a book printed in Moscow?"

"No, it's a book that's been banned by my husband..."

Queen Maria lowered her voice, "You can try to read it, but please remember, don't let others find out, how should I put it... There are indeed some... there are some abnormal things in this book... such as explain……"

"For example, the fiery and sincere friendship between Mr. Zhu Youjian and Constantine XI!"

Princess Maria interjected enthusiastically, "Mom, I don't think this is abnormal, but the most beautiful feeling in the world!"

"Maria, how can you think like that? This is against God's will..." Queen Maria reprimanded quickly.

"Okay sister, this kind of thing is very common in England." Julia quickly became a peacemaker.

"Oh no, my aunt, how can those hairy barbarians compare with the friendship between the Greek prince and the Chinese emperor? Look at this!"

Maria swept away her sluggish look, and excitedly turned the book to the last page, which was a whole illustration.

Under the beautiful painting style, two men dressed in very elegant clothing with different styles from the East and the West are staring at each other.

But if you look closely, only the oriental man in the vermilion robe is actually real, while the man in Byzantine costume is just a phantom floating out of the coffin.

And the real him has already turned into a handful of bones in the past 100 years.

The man looking at the phantom smiled, but a crystal teardrop fell from his eye, which wet the dark coffin.

A simple illustration vaguely outlined a very poignant and sad silhouette of the story, which made Julia couldn't help but read it in the carriage.

I have to say that there is nothing more suitable than using these dirty bombs if you want to gain traffic as quickly as possible and capture territory in the field of cultural communication.

As for whether he will be furious under Jiuquan after arranging his dead uncle like this, Zhu Fugui can only say that your old man's level of governance is like that, and it is only natural to contribute to the great cause of the victory of Ming Dynasty culture after death. should.

After all, after helping him so many years after his death, he has gained the hearts of many little girls, so he must be grateful.

Anyway, judging from the results, "Your Empire" definitely achieved great success in Tsarist Russia.

In addition to the beautiful story and fascinating themes, the illustrations carefully drawn by the painters of the Royal Academy of Fine Arts are absolutely indispensable.

With these illustrations, even Russians who can't read much can get an overview of the story.

In fact, not only the noble women like Princess Maria who grew up in deep boudoirs, but after conquering King Castle this time, many people among the gray animals searched for the King Constantine XI in the story in every corner of the King Castle. Mark for Zhu Youjian.

Needless to say, they actually found many places.

After all, the Minister of Ming Dynasty in Istanbul has not been living for nothing for so many years. Selling grape juice is only a sideline business, and reselling and forging cultural relics is his main business.