Fang Zhengyi gradually approached.
When they arrived at the port, they were stunned when they saw the grand banquet, and then they led their men inside.
As soon as he entered the port, hundreds of sharp gazes were focused on Fang Zhengyi.
Zhang Biao reached his hand into his coat immediately.
Fang Zheng raised his hand to signal Zhang Biao not to act rashly, and was secretly shocked in his heart.
These should all be sailors. At first, everyone went to sea in standard military uniforms, but over the years, the clothes have become unwearable due to the erosion of time and sea breeze.
So everyone wears strange clothes, and they look very diverse.
Although he was dressed in rags, his ferocious aura was truly shocking.
As both sides were observing, a powerful voice suddenly rang out: "Brothers, the court has sent people to pick us up!"
The sailors slowly let down their guard, relaxed all over, and many of them started to shed tears.
The court has come to take us home? How long have we waited for this day? How long have we dreamed of it? Now our dream has come true!
But it turns out that the uniforms of officers and soldiers have changed to this now...so bright and beautiful.
Fang Zhengyi first glanced at Zheng Hui, then saw Lai Gouer who was standing there in a daze.
Then he turned his gaze to the sailors and said loudly: "Brothers, you have worked hard. I am here on the orders of His Majesty to take you home!"
Deafening cheers rang out, and the historian was shocked. He picked up his pen and began to record.
Fang Zhengyi walked straight towards Zheng Hui. He had met Zheng Huizhi twice before, but looking at this resolute man, he still felt awe in his heart.
"Master Zheng, thank you for your hard work on this trip."
Zheng Huihu's eyes were filled with tears, and he pursed his lips: "I am honored that Lord Fang has come in person."
"Brother..." Lai Gou'er, who was standing aside, stared at Fang Zhengyi with his mouth wide open, and finally squeezed out these words from his throat.
Looking at Lai Gou'er, who had a dark complexion and rough skin, Fang Zhengyi's eyes couldn't help but become moist.
He walked over and gave him a big hug.
"Gou'er, you've worked so hard. I haven't missed you a day in these years. I'm glad to see you return home safely."
After being exposed to the wind and sun, the child now looks older than me...but being able to come back is enough!
After the hug, Lai Gou'er wiped his eyes and said, "Brother, how have you been these years?"
"Brother, how can you live like this? It seems that the things on the ship have not been unloaded yet. Let's sit down and talk slowly." Fang Zheng said as he pulled Lai Gou'er's arm and sat down. "After we finish dealing with things here, I will take you back to Beijing to see Hsinchu."
"Who is Hsinchu?" Lai Gouer scratched his head and asked.
He felt that this name seemed unusually familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
Fang Zhengyi's smile froze on his face.
Forgot?!
I forgot my first love so quickly, and forgot everything after three years at sea! Damn, I really grew up in one step.
"It's the little maid from the Chu family that you liked at the beginning."
"Oh... I remembered my elder brother, but after all these years of drifting on the sea, I no longer have any feelings for her."
After hearing this, Zheng Hui swallowed his saliva, rubbed the stool twice to move away from Lai Gouer.
Fang Zhengyi said with emotion: "Well, a man should not worry about being single. Forget it, let's find a better one. Let's talk about business first, and we can talk about other things when we get home. What did you gain from this trip? What else is there on the ship besides the sailors?"
Zheng Hui turned around and pointed at the ships one by one, saying, "This time we have a very rich harvest. That ship is loaded with the ashes of our deceased brothers, that ship is loaded with the seeds of overseas plants that you requested, and the other five ships are loaded with gold, silver, treasures, rare stones and other products. And when we returned to the original route, 23 countries also sent delegations to establish diplomatic relations with our Dajing. And the other ship is loaded with missionaries from the country of Feika..."
Zheng Hui spoke like a treasure trove, and when he mentioned Feika, he looked a little ashamed: "Speaking of which, sir, we had an irreconcilable conflict with Feika. At the beginning..."
After Zheng Hui finished describing in detail what happened in Feika, Fang Zhengyi waved his hand casually: "This matter is nothing, we will talk about it later. However, these missionaries and craftsmen are very valuable. You have done a good job in this regard. Bring me the sea charts and bring the missionaries to let me see them."
"Brother, I'll go." Lai Gou'er said as he walked towards the big ship.
Not long after, he came back holding a box and brought back a foreigner who looked like he was wearing a clergyman's uniform. He was holding a scripture and looking around warily.
The foreigner had a full beard which looked like it had not been trimmed for a long time. He looked to be in his forties, but his clothes were clean and tidy.
Lai Gou'er introduced: "Brother, this man is the leader of the missionaries. He has the highest status. His name is Father Soljie."
Fang Zhengyi leaned back in his chair, a lazy smile on his face, and waved his right hand at the priest: "Hello, Father."
Father Soljie stared at Fang Zhengyi and said, "Hello, what is your name?"
Lai Gou'er hurriedly explained: "Father Soljie is very smart. He has mastered Dajing's language in half a year."
Hearing this, Fang Zheng looked at the priest with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Damn! Everyone is a language genius, right?!
Fang Zhengyi stood up, opened his arms and introduced himself: "Well, my name is Zhengyi, you can just call me Lord Fang. Today, on behalf of the imperial court, I welcome you to the most powerful country in the Far East, the birthplace of science, the ancient civilization, the Dajing Dynasty!"
The historian became excited after hearing this and wrote as fast as the wind.
Sir Fang, let’s not talk about anything else, but Little Ci is pretty tough!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Fang Zhengyi finished speaking, Father Soljie frowned and said, "Since Lord Fang can represent the court, did you know that your Dajing fleet openly insulted the church in Feika? I heard it from your people. Moreover, many Dajing crew members did not give us the respect we deserve and ridiculed our beliefs! You are openly declaring war on Feika and the Pope!"
Unexpectedly, the foreign monk is so brave!
Fang Zheng shrugged and said with a smile, "Oh, I am deeply sorry for what happened, but we are all reasonable people. I wonder what kind of compensation the priest wants?"
Seeing Fang Zhengyi being so easy to talk to, Soljie's expression eased a little: "Master Fang is indeed reasonable. I thought about it on the ship. Two completely different civilizations are bound to conflict together. Some things are excusable. God will forgive you, but we were abused on the ship. I hope that as compensation, Master Fang can help us when we preach in Dajing."
"If we can't preach successfully, I hope Master Fang can send a ship to take us home."
Huh? The foreign devil had a nice idea. Fang Zheng showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
"Then...what if I neither allow you to preach nor to go home?"
Father Solger was very displeased and said sternly: "Then justice will surely judge you!"
Taking advantage of others!
The smile on Fang Zhengyi's face suddenly disappeared. He went up to grab the priest by the collar and said coldly, "Since you can understand what I say, why are you so tactless? You still think justice will judge me."
The historian looked solemn as he carefully recorded the first confrontation between the imperial court and the church in Dajing's history!
Fang Zhengyi grabbed Father Soljie by the collar, pointed at his nose, and said sternly: "I'm telling you! Justice will not only be late, it will be absent! Remember this, we are in Dajing! ... Hey, don't remember this!"
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