Chapter 154 Whose new swallow pecks the spring mud

"Grandfather, we should go to Ming Kingdom!"

After his thoughts were mature, Descartes told his grandfather directly about his thoughts.

"Ming Kingdom is too far away."

Descartes sighed, and finally rejected his grandson's unrealistic ideas.

From Europe to Ming, the tests that will be faced along the way are no safer than staying in Europe, let alone that on the way to Ming, you must pass through the Ottoman seas ruled by the Ottomans.

"One of my teachers will arrange for us to go to Mingguo. With his arrangements, we will not have any problems along the way."

"Oh? Are you talking about the Mingguo teacher you found in Paris?"

Descartes knew that his grandson was very interested in everything in the Eastern country, and also knew that he had worked very hard to find a teacher from Liang Zhang from the Ming Dynasty.

Mr. Descartes still agrees with his grandson's foreign teacher.

After visiting this gentleman in person, through just some conversations, Mr. Descartes already regarded Mr. Liang Zhang as his fellow traveler, and this gentleman's attitude towards religion was more clear-cut.

Although Mr. Descartes still had some opinions about the atheists, this did not prevent him from appreciating the learned Oriental.

"You mean your teacher is capable of taking us to Mingguo?"

"Yes, grandfather, my teacher is an official from the Ming Dynasty. His identity as an envoy of the Imperial Order. They have a large armed merchant ship in Marseille. I heard that the firepower is extremely strong.

When they came, they passed by the Ottomans, and no one dared to attack them. I think that when they went back, no one would attack them. We could arrive in Mingguo safely after six months of traveling on the sea.

Alexander's crown sawed off a piece of rotten legs today. I heard that this time it had already been sawed to the root of the thigh, which may be the last time. However, even so, the Pope's crown is still in a deep sleep and there is no sign of awakeness. I also heard that the Pope's crown does not subside.

Now there is only one breath left.

Those who oppose Alexander's crown have been spreading, and it is because the Pope's crown released you and a group of scholars that led to Christ's dissatisfaction and brought down this disaster.

I also heard that those people call you and your friends “blasphemers.”

I hope you can make up your mind to take us away from Europe and study and visit the distant Ming Dynasty. On the one hand, my teacher is a minister of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty and a professor at Yushan University of Ming Dynasty.

He has sent an invitation letter to you and the rest of the professors, inviting you to visit the largest university in Ming Dynasty. As for funding, the teacher said you don’t have to worry.

In Ming Kingdom, you will be the most honorable guest of Ming Kingdom.”

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Mr. Descartes looked at his grandson who was talking nonstop and sighed: "Do you have no attachment to France?"

Little Descartes said: "I love France, but he has disappointed me again and again. I really want to be a great man like you. However, after seeing your experience, I suddenly felt that I could not devote my precious life to things that have nothing to do with the new discipline.

My teacher told me that there is a kind of insect called mayflies in Ming Dynasty. They hatch when dawn, flap their wings and fly when the sun rises, and when the sun sets, they will die.

The teacher called this process a day and night death.

Even for such a short life, they do not allow themselves to spend it in vain. In this short day, they are trying hard to find a mating partner, then mating, laying eggs, and finally dying.

This is the life of a mayfly. My life is longer than a mayfly, but I don’t have an hour of life that can be wasted.

Since I returned to you, I only slept for four hours a day, and spent the rest of my time studying hard. I wandered in the ocean of learning, forgetting my hard work and fatigue.

My flower of life is destined to bloom with the brightest flowers.

I am destined to be missed by everyone in the future, so that I can be worthy of my precious life.

Grandfather, my teacher said that science has no borders and that all knowledge is studied will eventually benefit all mankind. Whether I am in Ming or France, I will eventually benefit all mankind, not just France.

Europe is about to be in full swing. It cannot accommodate our desks here, nor can it accommodate our quiet study. Here, we are always regarded as heretics, always persecuted, and never get the respect we deserve.

Grandfather, come with me to the Ming Kingdom. Wherever we stay in the university that occupies a mountain. We no longer care about politics or the trivial matters of life. Where can there be countless money to realize our dreams, there is also the best living environment where we can wander in the ocean of learning for life until the moment of death."

Descartes looked at Descartes sadly and said, "If you want to be a great soul, then you should not leave your tribe and your compatriots."

The new discipline is mysterious and unknown. Although exploring the future will make our bodies extremely happy, you should not abandon your motherland. At the moment of birth, we were branded with the eternal spiritual imprint of France, which we cannot abandon, nor can we abandon."

Little Descartes frowned and said, "When you are talking about the motherland, is the wandering king in France, or the Prince Condor from Paris? Grandfather, they themselves can't tell who is a patriot and who is a rebel. How do you let me love this country?"

A smile appeared on Mr. Descartes's face, and he stroked Descartes' head and said, "Do you still remember the female general Joan of Arc I told you?"

Little Descartes said sadly: "She is a saint and a hero, but she died of despicable murder."

Mr. Descartes said: "He was betrayed by the Burgundians, and their Duke of Philip gave Joan of Arc to the English. Such a meritorious person in France, to prevent France from becoming a hero in the rule of the British. After being tried by the Bishop of France, Bishop Pierre Kochen and executed the stolen, what do you think she was before her death?"

Descartes said: "He shouldn't have saved these ungrateful guys!"

Mr. Descartes said: "My child, I saw the notes of Bishop Pierre Kochon. In this note, Bishop Pierre Kochon only saw in Joan of Arc's eyes - the word "no regrets."

Little Descartes fell silent. Finally, he knelt in front of his grandfather on one knee, placed his head on Mr. Descartes' knee, and said with tears in his eyes: "I still want to go to Ming Kingdom to see it. I once heard a very beautiful story, which is my paradise.

Grandfather, I want to take you to see the paradise of my dreams.”

Mr. Descartes sighed and said, "I didn't say I couldn't go to Ming Kingdom. I just worried that your eyes would be blinded. If you want to go, my grandfather would accompany you and see if that nation that has lasted for thousands of years is really more civilized and wise than Europeans."

"We will leave Rome now and go to Marseille immediately!"

Little Descartes cheered and jumped out like a child to arrange the carriage.

Only Mr. Descartes was left sitting alone in the dim study room, and once again let out a heavy sigh.

This time, Descartes found a total of 61 fellow travelers, including their families, which made the tour group extremely large.

Just as the convoy left Rome, the reinstalled bronze bell rang in St. Peter's church, and thick black smoke rose from the church chimney...

The Pope's crown was finally cured to death by the twenty bird beak doctors.

I heard that when the Pope died, he was covered in scars and had no hair on his body. If people were not sure that these doctors were saving people, then...

Mr. Descartes sat in the carriage and hugged little Emily, tears flowing. His old friend, another one, was no longer alive.

He didn't know if he could arrive in Ming Kingdom alive, nor did he know if he could return to France alive.

The professors who accompanied him were all serious. In less than a month, they fell from heaven to hell, and the Inquisition was ready to retrial him.

This made them feel that they had nowhere to go. Fortunately, Mr. Descartes took them to the distant Ming Kingdom for refuge, otherwise they would not know where they should go.

After the convoy arrived in Marseille, Mr. Descartes really saw a huge armed merchant ship. If it were only considered to be sixty-eight gun windows, it would be a second-class battleship.

The oriental scholar who was meticulous in etiquette was standing at the dock waiting for them. Next to him was a soldier in a pure white naval uniform. Before Mr. Descartes could say some polite words, Zhang Liang immediately said: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Mr. Descartes smiled and said, "I hope God can bless me and let me arrive in the Kingdom of Ming and see that beautiful country."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "You must be worth your trip."

Captain Lai Dingcheng also bowed to Mr. Descartes: "Your Excellency is the glory of all the officers and soldiers on and off our ship. From the moment you board the ship, this outstanding warship will make it the first priority to defend your safety."

After thanking Zhang Liang and the captain, Mr. Descartes coughed and said, "Can I wait for another ten days? I have some friends on the way."

Lai Dingcheng smiled and said, "As you wish, yourselves."

Everyone sent all the people along the long trestle to the warship, and only Zhang Liang and Little Descartes remained on the shore.

Little Descartes didn't seem happy.

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "You still miss that Miss Cara?"

Little Descartes shook his head and said, "I am just feeling guilty for cheating my grandfather. Teacher, is Mingguo really a place of light without hunger, harm, and oppression?"
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