Daming: I am the most powerful emperor grandson, please abdicate the throne

Chapter 425 Do you like His Highness?

This time in Europe, Zhu Xuan didn't have much to do.

After all, when he first came here, he had already explored the western route clearly. There was no need to explore the route again. After confirming the cotton and the company, he could almost go back. The future western business would be left to Zheng He. I believe Zheng He could well-done.

The night before return flight.

Zhu Xuan invites Adelaide, Fernando and Turner to the boat to reminisce.

"What happened to Bishop Turner's indulgences?"

Zhu Xuan suddenly thought of the indulgence that had defrauded the whole of Europe. They hadn't seen each other for a while, and he saw that Turner was well-dressed and wearing gold and silver. This time when he came to the banquet, he must have sprayed a whole bottle of osmanthus perfume. That I don't know how strong the fragrance is.

You must be living a good life if you can wear perfume so luxuriously.

Over the past year or so, the church has been extremely rich and has made a lot of money.

When this matter was brought up, Turner smiled all over his face and said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me this suggestion. The indulgences are very good. We have too many sinners in the West."

Not so much a sinner, but a fool.

There are too many fools and not enough liars.

But this is what Westerners believe in. They have a kind of fanaticism for the church, and they still completely believe in God, which is their spiritual sustenance.

But I don’t know if this kind of sustenance will ever be broken.

Will the Enlightenment, opposition to the church and other actions reappear in the West?

Zhu Xuan is hard to judge.

No matter how many fools there are, there are actually smart people. Maybe smart people will appear and a resistance movement will soon start. However, Zhu Xuan doesn't care about this, as long as he makes all the money from the church.

"Indulgence is a good thing."

Fernando said jealously: "If I were Bishop Turner, I would make better use of the indulgences!"

They all laughed after hearing this.

"I used to think that the church could only fool people, but now I envy Bishop Turner." Adelaide said with envy.

Adelaide has basically become Zhu Xuan's general agent in the West. In fact, there is no need to envy her. The annual income from Zhu Xuan alone is more than what Turner sells two years of indulgences.

Zhu Xuan learned about the situation in the West and added: "It's better for Bishop Turner to sit in the church and people will send money automatically and consciously."

When these oligarchs got together, they talked openly about how to make big money, and they gathered just for money.

Listening to Zhu Xuan's words, the three of them laughed again.

"The canal has been dug. I'm in Daming, waiting for you to arrive."

Zhu Xuan raised a glass of wine.

The three of them imitated the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty, toasted Zhu Xuan and drank it in one gulp.

"As soon as this year, my first fleet will definitely arrive in Daming."

Adelaide has long been preparing plans for a voyage to the East.

Fernando said: "I may have to be slower, maybe next year! But I heard that many Western businessmen are building long-voyage merchant ships. Starting from next year, more and more people will go to the Eastern Ming Dynasty. Your Highness must be prepared." !”

The more people who come, the better.

Zhu Xuan was afraid that they would not dare to come, so he smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, we in Ming Dynasty have enough control!"

Turner said: "I may be slower, probably by the end of next year, by the way! I want to preach in the Ming Dynasty. Is it possible for His Royal Highness to do so?"

Preaching?
  It would take more than a hundred years for those Western religions to be introduced to the Ming Dynasty.

The first missionary to come to Ming Dynasty was called Matteo Ricci.

However, if the West comes to preach, there is actually no problem or impact.

Zhu Xuan thought for a long time and said: "Of course there is no problem in preaching, but we must abide by our Ming laws and regulations, and you cannot bring anything similar to indulgences, otherwise don't blame me for not giving face."

"of course!"

Turner nodded affirmatively and added: "If His Highness agrees, I would like to arrange for a few believers to follow His Highness back. Is that okay?"

Perhaps worried that Zhu Xuan would object, he continued: "We preach and pay taxes to His Highness."

Zhu Xuan is not sure what the purpose of their mission is, but he guesses that Turner's idea is not just to promote cultural exchanges between the East and the West.

Maybe he preached the gospel first, gained control of the people's base, and then issued indulgences. When the time came, he wouldn't even be able to stop them.

But a new thing may not necessarily be accepted when it appears in a new place. Even in modern society, many more people go to temples and Taoist temples to burn incense and worship God than to worship in churches. Zhu Xuan thought about it again and wondered if he could control the momentum of development if their church appeared in the East and let them just spread culture and exchange. Finally, he agreed: "If you can pay taxes, of course there will be no problem!"

He is still confident that he can control the further development of Turner and others.

Let them simply preach.

"Thank you so much, Emperor Ming!"

Turner said, toasting Zhu Xuan another glass of wine.

Zhu Xuan said: "But I plan to go back tomorrow. Will Bishop Turner's people be able to make it in time?"

He didn't really want to wait a few more days.

Turner smiled and said: "Of course it's in time, our people are already waiting below."

This guy must be prepared and premeditated.

From the beginning, I wanted to follow Zhu Xuan and go to the East to preach.

Next, the four of them exchanged cups.

Drink very freely.

Zhu Xuan was drunk again and was sent to the room to rest by Hou Xian.

The three Westerners were all arranged in guest rooms on the ship.

"Your Highness drinks so much again."

Cen Hua felt distressed and brought a wet towel to apply heat on Zhu Xuan's forehead.

Zhang Cenyun walked in cautiously and said gently: "Hua'er, let me do it!"

She also wanted to take care of Zhu Xuan in every possible way. Hou Xian watched from the side and found that he was even more attentive than herself.

"Sister Zhang is so gentle to His Highness!"

Cen Hua said softly.

Zhang Cenyun smiled slightly and said nothing, but looking at the drunk Zhu Xuan, he felt as loving as if he were treating his own child.

"Your Highness has a distinguished status, stop thinking nonsense!"

Zhang Cenyun quickly warned himself in his heart.

Putting all kinds of random thoughts behind her, she put down the towel to wipe her sweat and said with a smile: "Your Highness is so beautiful."

"I feel so too."

Cen Hua nodded in agreement.

Zhang Cenyun asked: "Does Hua'er like His Highness very much?"

Being told her thoughts so directly, Cen Hua's cute little face turned a tender pink in an instant. She was not very old, but a bit precocious. She already understood what it meant to like, so she lowered her head in embarrassment in response.

"Your Highness is so nice, it's normal for Hua'er to like you."

Zhang Cenhua took Cenhua's hand and went outside to whisper.

Hou Xian was present throughout the whole process. Hearing their conversation, he murmured in his heart: "Are we going to have another mistress?"

However, he felt that Cen Hua was quite good. Apart from occasionally liking to compete and being stronger, she seemed to have no other shortcomings, except that she was from a low background and was a chieftain.

Zhu Xuan still didn't know that the two beauties, one big and one small, were talking about him.

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

"Zheng He, have those missionaries boarded the ship?"

Zhu Xuan came out of the room and asked immediately.

"Getting on board!"

Hearing this, Zheng He hurriedly came over and said, "My servant arranged for them to be on this ship. Would Your Highness want to meet them?"

Zhu Xuan shook his head and said: "I have a headache after drinking too much. If we meet again later, let's go back!"

The ship sets sail, leaves the port, passes through the Suez Canal, and then enters the Red Sea...

(End of this chapter)