Chapter 90 Only people from other places have a kind heart

Paris, New Bridge!

A group of people wearing black cloaks came to the buzzing New Bridge.

The cloak was very large, almost covering the whole body, and even his face was hidden in the darkness.

Since the twelve teams stepped onto the Xinqiao, pedestrians, carriages, merchants, noisy flower sellers, and even the dramas being sung have stopped. Everyone stopped their work and looked at the team of men in black together.

The man in black continued to walk towards the other side of Xinqiao without hesitation, and his leather boots were stomping on the stone, making a crackling sound.

"Gold!"

A beggar with a mouthful of rotten teeth suddenly shouted out.

It attracted everyone's attention.

The last man in black glanced at the beggar coldly, took out a handful of Liffor from his arms and threw it at the beggar. Immediately, the beggar was flooded by the surging crowd.

Liffor is a French currency, similar to the silver dollars of the Ming Dynasty, and is both silver coins. However, in terms of appearance, the quality of this minted silver coins is far less exquisite than the silver coins stamped out by the Ming Dynasty.

"Zhang Liang, don't mess around!"

Qiao Yong, who was walking in the front, shouted in a low voice, and Zhang Liang quickly followed the team, pretending not to see the flower girl's fair chest deliberately exposed.

Watching the team of men in black walk away, Zhu Lide, a policeman in a half-cloak, quickly followed. He was also very curious about the whereabouts of the group of people. He had never heard what the man in black who was leading just now scolded the last man in black.

However, he did not dare to lean up and ask easily, because there was a golden medal hanging on the chests of those black cloaks that he had never seen before. He had never seen the pattern of the medal. It was a magical monster.

Zhu Ruide has never heard of which family would use such a monster as their clan emblem.

However, there were not only muskets hidden in these people's black cloaks, but also long swords hung. Zhu De could even smell the smell of wild beasts from these people.

"These people are soldiers, all war-produced soldiers. Where is their purpose in coming to Paris?"

Zhu Lide said to himself and followed these people to the Champs-Elysées pastoral avenue, which is the Queen's Avenue.

It is not allowed to dump garbage on this road. Therefore, after stepping on this street, Qiao Yong and others couldn't help but stomp their boots hard. Until now, there is still a strong smell of shit and urine at the end of their noses.

Thinking of the dark and narrow street they had just passed through? Qiao Yong, who could eat even when the smell of rotten corpses, couldn't help but retching twice.

They originally came in three carriages, but as soon as they entered the city, the carriage was flooded by the surging beggar crowd.

The young Qiao Yong had never seen so many beggars? He once thought that this country called France was a beggar country.

The beggars were so crowded that they could not move forward. So in order to meet the French king Qiao Yong ordered to walk, and the carriage came later.

Qiao Yong has been in Paris for four years.

Now? He wants to complete the task extremely? Return to the Ming Dynasty.

After stepping onto Queen's Avenue, beggars immediately became much smaller. However, none of the beggars here looked like good people, and they hid on the street corner and looked at them with greedy eyes.

Qiao Yong still knows the details of these people? These people are the kings of various beggar groups, and only these kings can come to beg on Queen Street.

Rather than saying that they are begging? It is better to say that these people are all villains. They kill? Robbery, abduction? Theft? Almost everything is done.

When his group had only three people in the past, Qiao Yong would take them seriously, but when his brothers arrived on a large scale, he was full of contempt for the city and the emperor here.

The Ming Dynasty wanted to establish an embassy here. It was originally thought that as long as you obtain the permission of King Louis XIV of France, you can buy land and build a house, implement the official documents that French merchants go to the Ming Dynasty, and also get the guarantees made by the French king.

The problem is that Qiao Yong and others have met Louis XIV in the Fontainebleau Palace in Fontainebleau Town and the regent Queen Mother. Louis XIV also agreed to the Ming Empire to build a brilliant embassy in Paris and all the requirements of the Ming Empire.

Unfortunately... what he said doesn't count.

At this time, the French king Louis XIV controlled Paris, but Prince Conde, Madame Schaffles, Madame Longewell and others. This time they were going to meet Prince Conde.

The reason why we still met Prince Kong Dai was that at this time the prince who kept his word was the one who drove the emperor away with stones.

Thinking about the Parisians driving the emperor away a few years ago, Qiao Yong couldn't figure it out until now. The dignified emperor was actually scared by a group of people's catapults and left the capital in a hurry and wandered around in other places.

This made Qiao Yong's overall view of France worse.

Back then, His Majesty killed countless bandits and all the people in the world who dared to be a soldier, and became emperor. In this case, France was not worthy of His Majesty’s appointment letter himself, nor was it worthy of enjoying the gifts sent by His Majesty.

He agreed to meet on the Queen's Avenue with the carriage, so Qiao Yong and his men stopped at Notre Dame Cathedral.

There is a huge square here, and the square is crowded, but everyone seems to have no good feelings for Qiao Yong and the twelve people, or they hide far away because of fear.

A group of people gathered around a gallows to watch the fun. Qiao Yong had no interest in this. Instead, the other brothers were surprised to see a person being sent to the gallows and then hanged to death.

A poor woman howled and was tied around her neck with a rope, and then a strong man pushed Megaku. The poor woman was immediately hung, without even the intention of struggling.

"The neck bone was broken at the first time."

Seeing that Zhang Liang didn't seem to have to bear it, Qiao Yong explained to him: "This woman was guilty of abortion. According to what the judge said just now, this woman committed the death penalty because she helped another woman have a miscarriage."

Zhang Liang frowned and said, "Sincere will not end in death, will it be? If this could be hanged, the old madams of the Ming Dynasty would have been hanged ten thousand times long ago."

Qiao Yong took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it and said, "Don't compare this place with Daming. Look at that child. If he steals three times, he will be hung."

Zhang Liang looked back and saw a little boy about ten years old who was not tall enough and was held by an executioner on a wooden pier and put a rope around his neck.

The young man seemed not afraid of death, and he looked around. His expression on his face was very relaxed, and he even begged politely to the executioner: "Can I listen to the bells of Notre Dame again? So that I can go to heaven and see my father."

The executioner looked up at the sun and agreed with a chuckle, while the people watching the fun around him made a boo. One of the fat chefs shouted: "Hang him, hang this thief steal, he stole six breads from me. He is not worthy of heaven, and he is not worthy of hearing the diffuse clock."

"If you steal food, you will be hanged?" Zhang Liang asked Qiao Yong with wide eyes.

"If you steal more than three times, you will be hanged, no matter what he stole."

"I remember stealing food in Daming is not considered stealing."

Qiao Yong gave Zhang Liang a blank look and said, "The Ming people have the right to eat enough. Stealing food when they are hungry is called self-averse risk, and it is a crime here."

Finally, the bells of the Mass at Notre Dame Cathedral rang. The little boy looked up at the high bell platform, his eyes full of hope, as if these bells could really send his soul into heaven.

The bell stopped, and the little boy said to the executioner: "Thank you sir, God will bless you with good heart. Now, you can hang me."

But the executioner untied the rope from his neck, clamped him with his arm and threw it under the platform and said, "Lucky little guy, you have no sin, God has saved you."

The little boy who fell to the ground looked around blankly, and saw the fat bread chef shouting to the judge: "Sir, he really didn't steal my bread. Yes, he didn't steal it, I remember it wrong."

The judge said expressionlessly: "False accusation, two Liver are punished."

The fat chef quickly took out his purse and counted out two Liffors and handed them to the police, then said loudly to the young man: "You must remember my goodness."

After saying that, he hurried into the crowd and ran away, as if he was worried that someone would chase him.

The little boy looked around and finally came to Qiao Yong tremblingly and bent down and said, "Thank you, sir, you must have saved me."

Qiao Yong was stunned for a moment, then looked at the little boy's blue eyes and said, "Why are you sure I saved you?"

The little boy smiled shyly and said, "My mother said that the hearts of Parisians are like iron stone, and only foreigners from outside have compassion."

Qiao Yong pointed at Zhang Liang and said, "You are right. The hearts of Paris are like iron stones. I have stayed here for too long and have become like iron stones. This person who has just arrived in Paris is indeed much kinder than me. He paid for the money to save you."

"Thank you, kind sir!"

The little boy bowed to Zhang Liang again.

Zhang Liang waved his hand generously and said, "In my country, everyone has the right to have enough food, because stealing food when you are hungry will never commit crimes, but should."

The little boy's blue eyes stared at the boss and said earnestly to Zhang Liang: "Sir, can you tell me where your country is? I want to take my sister and mother to your place, but we are always not full."

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "My country is too far from Paris, you can't go."

The little boy hurriedly grabbed Zhang Liang's cloak and said, "I'm not afraid of being far. Sir, really, I'm not afraid of being far. Emily can't walk, I can carry her on her back."

Zhang Liang took out five Riffor from his arms and handed them to the little boy, saying, "Take it, with money, you can eat enough. My country is too far away and you need to take a boat to arrive for a year. You can't go."

The little boy did not accept the money, but lowered his head in disappointment.

Zhang Liang rubbed the little boy's soft blonde hair and said, "With this money, you, your mother, and Emily, can have enough food."

The little boy still didn't accept the money.

Qiao Yong slapped Zhang Liang on the back and said, "You are not helping him with money, but killing him. Believe it or not, as long as this child leaves our sight, he will die immediately!"
Chapter completed!