Chapter 117 Prescribe the right medicine

Luo Yagu’s idea is right.

Yun Zhao never thought of letting them leave Lantian County.

Not only him, but the rest of foreigners have the same fate.

These people have done a lot of research in Lantian County and have also received many novel and accurate suggestions from Yun Zhao.

Therefore, the current vision of Johnson Chan and Luo Yagu is far higher than that of ordinary scientists.

Yun Zhao is a very selfish, very selfish, and the saying that science has no borders is a harm to his philosophy.

He was a politician, and before, although he had a very small official position, he was also a politician.

Politicians never consider greatness when doing things. They are a group of people who can get the essence from the water.

Many times, they don’t even consider people from other villages, let alone other countries.

Yun Zhao has always thought that he was a Chinese. He used to be a Chinese, but now he is still a Chinese when he comes to the Ming world. He is both heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. There is nothing to question about this.

So, he clearly distinguished inside and outside.

Liu Mingliang, Zhang Chuanli, Han Xiufen and others can go to Europe to coax those ignorant scientists and bring back some good things that are still in their infancy.

As for the things sent, they must also be of high quality, such as silk, tea, porcelain, and paper.

Such contacts are suitable and appropriate for people like Yun Zhao.

Over the years, people like Joshua Tsang and Luo Yagu have a deep understanding of Yun Zhao.

This is a civilized and barbaric person, an elegant and cruel person, a lofty and vengeful person, a person who reads a lot of books and is ignorant, a person who is compassionate and murders...

Putting all the contradictions in the world on Yun Zhao is not enough to describe this person.

Many times, Johnson Chan and Roya Valley kneeled before the statue of Jesus, praying countless times, hoping that the Almighty Lord could help them escape from the hands of the devil.

Who is the devil?

Yun Zhao is.

Only the devil can have such contradictions and be incompatible with the world. Only the devil often has some geniuses to overcome one problem after another they encounter in the research process.

Fortunately, in the eyes of Luo Yagu and others, Lantian County is almost the same as heaven, even if it is not a paradise, so Joshua Chan, Luo Yagu and others worked hard to preach in their spare time and had a warm conversation with the children in Yushan Academy.

When many children were surrounded by them, they swear that they had found the right way to preach in the Ming world.

Therefore, they worked hard to teach these children the language of God, and these children also learned seriously and were very serious.

Just as these children grew up and began to come into contact with the teachings of holy names, Johnson Chan and others found desperately that the children who had learned the language of God gradually stopped coming.

It was not until batches of children learned their language and left that Johnson Chan and others understood.

The reason why these children like them and are polite and respectful to them is simply to learn some European languages.

The children's progress was amazing. Many times, Luo Yagu was wondering whether the young tyrant would demote them all to slaves when his group of people were no longer valuable. Like those slaves from Europe, they worked hard every day but were not rewarded.

However, these slaves lived happily... This is contradictory... They just had no money... Yun Zhao did not withhold their rations, did not stop them from union freely, and did not treat them as gifts or kill them at will.

Sick slaves will be fully treated, and dead slaves will be comforted by the priest, and finally return to heaven with happiness.

It's just that I don't have money!

Money is not very useful to these people. Cattle and sheep are raised by themselves, grain is cultivated by themselves, and even fruits and jams are created by themselves.

They live happily and healthily on this majestic mountain.

A bee with a thin waist and big butt fell on Yun Zhao's shoulders, rubbing her hind legs against the winter sun. His hind legs were covered with pollen.

The bee just stayed on Yun Zhao's shoulder for a moment before flying into the flowers.

Yun Zhao took off his fur and stood in the glass greenhouse. It was very inappropriate to wear this thing.

The glass greenhouse is not big, it looks like less than half an acre of land, but the warm room is full of flowers.

There is a hot spring here, and the water has no characteristics. After rolling out a lot of flat glass in the glass workshop as Yun Zhao asked, this useless hot spring has a place to use and becomes a flower room.

It has also become the most desirable place in Yushan Academy.

Yun Zhao came here to pick an apricot blossom for his mother and took it back.

Today is my mother's birthday, but according to the rules of Guanzhong people, birthday banquets are generally not held under fifty years old, and mother is still very long before she holds birthday banquets.

In previous years, I just gathered some girls in the academy and sisters at home to eat, drink, and make a fuss.

On weekdays, only gardeners and Mr. Han Du, who loves flowers and trees, are allowed to enter, and students will never be allowed to enter.

I was in trouble today because Yun Zhao came in, and then a group of female students followed him in.

This is a very unruly thing, but they don’t care much. Although they are almost nothing, they are still treasures in this academy. One of them comes in with the courage to come in, and then a group of them come in.

There is nothing special about the flowers in the flower room. They are very common in spring and summer. The problem is that seeing flowers bloom again on this day when the dogs can freeze to death is enough to make these female students ignore Yun Zhao's majesty.

However, after all, Yun Zhao had no majesty in front of these female students.

"Apricot blossom..." A girl with a square face teased Yun Zhao in a strange tone. This dead girl had a square face but had a very popular heart-picking bun, which made her face suddenly turn into a hand-painted poker red peach by a child.

"Mother's birthday..."

After saying three words, Yun Zhao wanted to cover his mouth.

Sure enough, after hearing these three words, these little women immediately cheered. Without Yun Zhao's instructions, they rushed towards the flowers in the greenhouse.

"Oh, let's celebrate our birthday, we should go and celebrate our birthday... How good do you think this flower is to be inserted between my temples?"

This is the bastard saying by a short girl with a twin flying swallow bun.

"Of course we have to congratulate Anren's birthday. What birthday gift do you think we will get? How about I write a "Hundred-Birthday Picture"?"

The person who said this was said by a fat girl with a peony bun. Her head was very big, and after getting the peony bun, she was as majestic as a lion.

"I packed up my painting tools now, went to the big house to paint a portrait for Anren, and you put this peach blossom on my left..."

"I have learned the flute recently, so I'm just right to ask someone to listen to it and give me some advice..."

"I saved two very big firecrackers, the kind that only bloomed without making a sound. After dark, I just greeted people to enjoy it."

"I don't care. Anyway, Anren likes me. As long as I sing a piece of the song I wrote, Anren will be happy."

After hearing a lot of messy nonsense, Yun Zhao whispered: "There is no banquet at home today!"

The little girl who could sing music said, "Don't lie to us, as long as we go to An people, we will hold a banquet."

Yun Zhao's face twitched and said, "Today is quiet..."

Before he could finish his words, the girls who picked flowers suitable for his hair bun left hurriedly again, and even refused to listen to Yun Zhao's words.

Yun Zhao glanced at the apricot blossoms on his hand and said to the gardener who was about to cry and had no tears: "They won't be allowed to come in in the future."

The gardener looked at Yun Zhao resentfully and said, "They don't come on weekdays. It was you who came that they had the chance to enter the door. A lot of bees just now let go."

"This is your business. If you die, be careful that Mr. Han will not forgive you."

After saying that, Yun Zhao carefully wrapped the apricot blossoms in the warm cage they brought and took them down to Yushan with them.

Today, my mother was in a bad mood. After reciting the scriptures in front of her father's spiritual position for a long time, she stayed in the bedroom so lazy that she was unwilling to get up.

Therefore, Yun Zhao felt that his mother should meet these little girls who were not very good-looking again, and hoped that his mother would be happy by their optimism and lively appearance.

When she saw them, her mother would miss her girl. After all, she was a rare beauty in Xi'an when she was a girl.
Chapter completed!