Chapter 642: The Catholic Archdiocese of St. Paul
The vast and majestic emperor stopped in front of the church door.
At this time, the people who were traveling in the capital also came here like a tide to watch the "miracle" of the few emperors in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
The ancient and oriental oriental magnificent and elegant and profound music are all in sharp contrast with this European building and the towering church tower.
Zhu Youxiao had not noticed that it had arrived. He was browsing deeply. Wang Chaofu stood aside and whispered: "Master, the church has arrived."
Zhu Youxiao said "ah" and this was the reaction.
Under the steps of the arched gate of the church, the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor, the firearm guide of the Military Weapons Division, and the missionary Johann Chau, who came from the Holy Roman Empire, was waiting with several priests.
Zhu Youxiao took a look and saw these Western missionaries wearing "strange costumes".
Then, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. The value of these missionaries was probably only understood by the emperor who had traveled through time.
They are the bridge of communication between the East and the West. Although Zhu Youxiao doesn’t understand some things, but the missionaries understand them, that’s enough.
This is also the reason why Zhu Youxiao allowed Catholics to preach in the Ming Dynasty. Of course, as for the Catholic Church to defeat local Taoism and Buddhism, there is no need to worry about it.
This kind of thing has not happened in history, and is even more impossible now.
No matter how much convenience the court gives them, they cannot become bigger in the territory of the Ming Dynasty. At most, it will only be a small-scale spread.
Although there are disadvantages, Zhu Youxiao can also accept the international benefits of allowing missionaries to do business.
Due to the special identity, although Zhu Youxiao issued a set for them, there was no mandatory rule that they had to wear.
Missionaries naturally like "freedom". The emperors of the Ming Dynasty were kind-hearted. When they imparted their knowledge, they became more comfortable.
At this time, the cavalrymen of the Yongwei Battalion who were guarding all over the body whipped three times in a row. Chen Ce, the leader, waved the horse whip and shouted loudly:
"prosper!--"
The imperial soldiers from Yongwei Camp immediately rushed over and lined up around the church, facing the crowd in a straight posture.
Chen Ce whipped again and shouted:
"bye!--"
The band immediately rang out with bells and drums, and the music of "To the Emperor" was played.
At this time, the people who arrived also blocked the originally spacious church door and the streets were filled with crowds.
Everyone has the nature of watching the fun.
Everyone was crawling on the ground, not daring to show off. Chen Ce also dropped his whip, led the cavalry to jump off the horse, and half-kneeled on the ground.
The Qianqing Palace manager sign raised his head to the crowd and raised his voice:
"towards!--"
As he finished speaking, the yellow curtain was lifted up, and a young man wearing a bright yellow ball dragon's clothes and wearing bright yellow satin boots walked out.
At least the voices of nearly a thousand people formed a tide-shaking congratulation sound, reaching the sky and sky:
"Long live your Majesty, long live your life!"
The young man was not tall, and according to what later generations said, it was about 1.7 to 1.8 meters, but he stood calmly among the crowded nearly a thousand people, looking tall and majestic.
Whether it is the princes and nobles, the rich, or the elegant scholars with literary talent, they are not as shining as the young man made of gold.
This is the "young" emperor who moved the palace to succeed the throne at the age of sixteen, Emperor Tianqi.
The shouts gradually stopped, and Zhu Youxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He walked solemnly towards the church gate under the gaze of the crowd. He saw the missionaries touching the bearded man in surprise from afar.
Johnson Chan is 33 years old this year, just ten years taller than the young emperor of the Oriental who succeeded the throne. However, when the two of them compare, they are really one in the sky and the other underground.
He suddenly thought that perhaps even the current Holy Roman Emperor, the Grand Duke of Olidi, could not compare to the civil and military achievements of the Eastern Emperor who was only 23 years old?
Looking at Zhu Youxiao's tender and fair face, Tang Ruowang woke up. At some point, the emperor was already standing in front of him with a smile and examining him up and down.
"I don't know if the priest is coming, and I'm sorry to express my convictions!" Chau Wang quickly said a polite word in fluent Chinese.
Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly and said:
"In the past two years, you have learned a lot of our language in the Military Equipment Corporation. Now, you are much fluent than before."
Chan Jo-Wang got up, his blue eyes full of respect:
"I often communicate with the masters of the Military Equipment Department, but I don't want to learn it, it won't work!"
Zhu Youxiao smiled and climbed the steps. Johnson Chan and a group of domestic and foreign officials and missionaries hurriedly accompanied him.
The gorgeous and mighty guards in the Jinyi, the fierce-looking Dongchang Army, and more than 300 small eunuchs and palace maids were like long wedge-shaped tails, closely attached to Zhu Youxiao and followed the gate.
Chen Cezhe commanded the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion to stay outside the church and surrounded the entire church. There were people waiting for the guards at any wall or entrance.
The cavalry responsible for the quiet whip also got on the horse, holding the reins of the horse with one hand, and the tiger's eyes scanned the crowd. The whip was no longer held in his hands, but replaced with a steel knife.
In such a tense atmosphere around, Zhu Youxiao walked into the spacious church service lobby surrounded by him.
There is a wide field here, covered with neat white stone slabs, which echoes the roof with golden Western decorations.
There was a Ming Dynasty, and it was very rare for the emperor to come to the place in person.
Since Zhu Youxiao personally visited, except for two private visits in private, most of the time that outsiders know was spent in the Qianqing Palace and the inner court.
When he came here, in order to show his so-called respect for the faith of these missionaries, Zhu Youxiao said in a commanding tone:
"It's irrelevant, don't follow it."
"Yes! Yes!"
The Embroidered Uniform Guards and the Episodes quickly bowed to accept the order. Yu's little eunuch and the palace maids were already exhausted and were sweating profusely. He felt relieved when he heard this.
However, Wang Chaofu rushed forward and fell to the ground:
"Master, I have been in Qianqing Palace for a long time and should follow me and serve you."
Zhu Youxiao did not refuse. He shook his head and strode away from the lobby without looking back, and walked into the white marble Triumph Square with three doors.
Except for the dynasty and two young eunuchs, there were only Johnson Chan, a Spanish official, and an imperial official who had never seen before.
Zhu Youxiao was not polite. When he arrived at the Catholic magistrate in the East, he was as familiar with the road as if he had returned to his own palace.
The four of them walked through the corridor following Zhu Youxiao, walking very fast, and from time to time, they could see Zhu Youxiao who was smiling and stopped in front and waited.
Zhu Youxiao shook his head and said, "You are not physically strong. I, the emperor who sits in power all day, have much better health than you."
Indeed, Zhu Youxiao, who came from later generations, "died young" in order not to survive until the seventh year of the revelation, did put in effort to exercise and maintain resistance.
You should know that many diseases nowadays have no treatment. Once you get it, even if the imperial physician comes, he will be helpless and still have to rely on himself.
No matter how tired you are, you have to take time to exercise.
Tang Ruowang and the others were indeed so tired that they were out of breath. He was surprised that an emperor was so generous that he had such good physical strength.
But now he was only able to breathe and didn't reply.
Seeing that they had already arrived, Zhu Youxiao turned around and left the living room, and said in the surprised eyes of several people: "Where is your bedroom? I want to go there to see it."
Chapter completed!