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Chapter 132 A Different Missionary

Is Liu Zongzhou a person who is greedy for power?

Judging from his actions during the Chongzhen period, it is obviously not the case.

Speaking of the relationship between Liu Zongzhou and Chongzhen, it is also very interesting.

This pair of monarch and minister resembles a man and woman in love.

Chongzhen had just ascended the throne and eliminated the eunuchs. He looked around and found that he needed help, so he recalled Liu Zongzhou.

Liu Zongzhou thought that he finally got the opportunity to display his talents, so he went to the capital in excitement and gave Chongzhen a lot of truth.

As a result, when Chongzhen heard this, he felt that it was not what he wanted and he was unhappy.

Liu Zong looked at it on Monday, you actually didn’t listen to me.

Then I'll go.

Then Chongzhen bumped his head, thought of Liu Zongzhou again, and called him back.

Liu Zongzhou thought, should you listen to me this time?

So I gave a lot of suggestions.

When Chongzhen heard this, he was unhappy.

Liu Zongzhou, "I'll leave again."

Chongzhen was hit hard again, learned from the pain, and recalled Liu Zongzhou.

As the saying goes, you can do it once or twice, but not over and over again.

Liu Zongzhou thought, Emperor, you should know who is right now, right?

So I was all fired up and made a lot of suggestions.

But when Chongzhen heard this, he was unhappy again.

I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I just don’t listen!

Liu Zongzhou is also popular.

If you don't listen, why did you bring me back?

I'm really gone.

Throughout the Chongzhen period, this pair of monarchs and ministers went back and forth several times.

Every time Liu Zong and Zhou Xing came back in a hurry, he felt that he had a place to be useful. However, he encountered a petty monarch and found out that it was just wishful thinking.

Until Chongzhen hanged himself from a crooked neck tree, Liu Zongzhou never realized his ambition in the court even once.

Of course, anyone who knows anything knows that Liu Zongzhou's ambition will not be realized.

Because no emperor would be willing to give up his power.

It was based on this understanding that Zuo Mengeng gave advice.

But Liu Zongzhou was still a scholar-official after all, and he would not give up his persistence so easily.

"It is a matter of loyalty to the emperor to eat the emperor's salary. As long as I am still in the court, it is impossible to give up. You can't watch the government corrupt and the people lament and remain indifferent."

Zuo Menggeng was helpless and sighed: "Remember Taigong, the court is the court and the people are the people. When the court treats the people like lambs, why should they be nostalgic? Wouldn't it be better to give the people a blue sky again?"

Liu Zongzhou just shook his head, but it was obvious that he was struggling.

"You have your way, and I have mine. Originally, I thought that your way was totally wrong. But now it seems that your way is not a solution. But whose way is better, why don't we compare it?

Where is Fan?"

Zuo Mengeng understood.

Liu Zongzhou now entered a period of ideological confusion.

The feudal scholar-bureaucrat's thoughts in his bones were still there, and drove him to act accordingly. But after accepting Zuo Menggeng's impact, the old man couldn't help but begin to reflect on the past and re-examine the world.

But in order for Liu Zongzhou to complete his transformation, he obviously still lacks a sufficient opportunity.

This matter cannot be rushed, and Zuo Mengeng would not dare to act rashly.

The Western missionaries extended an invitation to Zuo Menggeng. Although they wanted to invite him to join the church, Zuo Menggeng felt that this was a good opportunity.

Anything he could glean from these missionaries would be of great help to him.

So two days later, he decided to visit these missionaries.

Xu Guangqi did not stop him and asked Xu Ruolin to accompany him.

Obviously, this was also an opportunity to give the two young people a chance to get along.

"Zuo Zhongheng..."

In the carriage, Xu Ruolin's shouting made Zuo Mengeng quite uncomfortable.

"Sister, can't you call me properly?"

Xu Ruolin winked playfully.

"Isn't that right? Now that you have a word, everyone will call you that when you go out."

Zuo Mengeng said matter-of-factly: "You are not an outsider, so of course you can't be called that."

Xu Ruolin blushed so hard that she didn't know where to turn her eyes.

"Bullshit...nonsense."

But she was also squeamish and would not give in so easily. She rolled her eyes and said narrowly: "Well... you are younger than me, how about... how about I call you brother?"

Damn, you want to suppress me here without even looking at your opponent's level.

Zuo Mengeng lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, whispering: "I prefer you to call me...husband."

"ah!"

Xu Ruolin felt like she was burning up, so she couldn't help but raise her foot and kick him.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I...I will ignore you."

Fortunately, the servant called and came in.

"Miss, Master Zuo is here."

The two of them quickly gathered themselves and got off the carriage.

The Western missionaries of the Ming Dynasty had a residence in the capital, located near today's Xuanwu Gate, commonly known as Nantang.

Zuo Mengeng originally thought he would see a magnificent church, but unexpectedly, as far as he could see, it was a completely local building. It was just that a cross was erected in a conspicuous position on top.

It seems that I, the Ming Dynasty, are really arrogant and have no care or indulgence for these foreign monks.

Long Huamin, Deng Yuhan, Tang Ruowang and others had no other thoughts. When they heard that Zuo Mengeng was visiting, they all happily came out to welcome him.

"Zuo, I knew you would definitely accept God's call."

Facing Deng Yuhan's enthusiasm, Zuo Mengeng couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Mr. Deng, I just came to meet my friends."

Deng Yuhan also knew not to be hasty, so he laughed and surrounded Zuo Mengeng and Xu Ruolin with others as they walked into the church.

Only when you walk inside can you feel a little bit of the atmosphere of Western culture.

The oil paintings hanging on the walls, signs everywhere, and some small objects that are very different from the East all make this small church very beautifully decorated.

"Zuo, you used Latin letters for Chinese pinyin. This is definitely a genius idea. We have always believed that Eastern and Western writing are two completely different worlds. Now, you help us re-understand Chinese."

Zuo Menggeng is extremely proud of the language passed down by his ancestors.

"Chinese is definitely the greatest language in the world. It has unparalleled advantages. The logical methods and high-level generalization capabilities contained in it are of great help for expression."

Seeing that he had made Chinese the best in the world, the missionaries were still unconvinced.

"Zuo, with all due respect, although the Chinese language is beautiful and gorgeous, it still pales in comparison academically. For example, mathematical problems are too difficult to express in Chinese."

Tang Ruowang's cheerful look made Zuo Mengeng quite embarrassed.

It is hard to imagine that a group of foreigners with yellow hair and blue eyes can speak Chinese so fluently and naturally, and have a richer vocabulary than the average Chinese.

Regarding his statement, Zuo Mengeng nodded and shook his head.

"So we introduced your knowledge and enriched the Chinese language, and the original shortcomings are gone."

The missionaries looked at each other.

what is this?

You take our stuff, add it to your stuff, and then it's all yours?

Xu Ruolin listened on the side, almost laughed out loud, and quickly explained Zuo Mengeng's explanation.

"There is an old saying in China that the sea embraces all rivers and is large tolerant. Today's China has also evolved over thousands of years and has been integrated with many ethnic groups and cultures. Therefore, it is our tradition to learn from your strengths and enrich our culture.

.”

Deng Yuhan tasted it for a moment and couldn't help but nod.

"This open spirit is very good and worth learning from."

Zuo Mengeng sneered in his heart.

Are you open?

You are forcing people to open up.

Is it the same as using guns and artillery when someone doesn't agree with normal cultural exchanges?

But if he still needs to take advantage of these Westerners, he won't attack them face to face.

Deng Yuhan was very enthusiastic and took Zuo Menggeng and Xu Ruolin to visit this small church and also told some about their life here.

"I always believe that knowledge is the most beneficial tool for communication and communication between people, transcending language and region. Because knowledge is the most real and the greatest axiom in the world."

Deng Yuhan expressed his views enthusiastically, but was reminded by Long Huamin.

"Please watch your words, everything we get is a gift from God."

Deng Yuhan was so stifled that he had to lower his head and admit his mistake.

Zuo Mengeng captured this scene very well.

He couldn't help but think that Europe today was in the darkest moment before the light came.

Although Deng Yuhan and Long Huamin were both missionaries, it is obvious that compared to Long Huamin who was obsessed with religion, Deng Yuhan was undoubtedly more of a scholar.

Zuo Mengeng had a vague guess.

Deng Yuhan traveled thousands of miles to come to China, perhaps to avoid the constraints and sanctions of European religions?

If that's the case...


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