Mr. Descartes finally held Yun Zhao's hands, but used Western court etiquette to caress his chest and bent over.

"Thank you for your Majesty's kindness, Descartes is grateful."

"There is nowhere, there, the gentleman has come from thousands of miles away. I am very happy in my heart. I only hope that the gentleman can like the Ming Dynasty and bring blessings to the people of the Ming Dynasty."

"The Ming Dynasty has a long history, and the Han people's ancestral temples have not been cut off for thousands of years. It is the only one in the world. Descartes was fortunate to come to the Ming Dynasty. It must be that I was infected with the blessings of the Han ancestral temples."

Yun Zhao finally grabbed the cold hand of the elderly science master and said with a smile: "I just hope that Mr. I can have a happy life in the Ming Dynasty. You are a guest of the Ming Dynasty. Come to the palace quickly and let me serve tea to wash the dust for Mr. "

Descartes smiled and introduced the scholars who followed him to the Ming Dynasty to the emperor. Yun Zhao worked tirelessly to greet everyone and shake hands, and did he talk about the most proud academic research of these scholars.

When it was Professor Paris' turn, he saluted and said devoutly: "I didn't expect that Your Majesty's English was so good, but this is the most barbaric language on the European continent. If Your Majesty is interested in European linguistics, both Latin and French are good, and I am willing to serve Your Majesty."

Many people's faces changed when they said this. However, Yun Zhao didn't seem to care and instead grabbed Paris's hand and said, "A more science is a supreme surprise for me, and there will be a chance."

Upon hearing this, Paris nodded proudly, then moved aside, revealing a scholar behind him.

After Yun Zhao met all the scholars, he personally helped Mr. Descartes to the platform with the sound of drums and music, and placed him in the seat first in his right hand.

Yang Xiong sat in the first position with his left hand, but he did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, when Mr. Descartes was polite, he insisted on putting Mr. Descartes in the position of the most honorable guest.

He was not surprised by Mr. Descartes' understanding of the Ming Dynasty's etiquette, he was only surprised by Mr. Descartes's pure Yushan accent Ming Dynasty speech.

Mr. Descartes is a black-haired old man. His facial features are not much different from those of the Ming people. Especially after aging, the facial features begin to become strange. Therefore, even if Mr. Descartes enters the Ming Dynasty and does not look carefully, not many people will think that he is a European.

He was combed with a Taoist bun, a jade hairpin was inserted into his hair bun, a soft silk robe was draped over his body, and a cloth belt was tied lazily around his waist. Because it was an ancient ceremony, everyone could only kneel down, and Mr. Descartes sat lazily in his seat, and the two maids who were specially arranged for him behind him were gently shaking the palm-leaf fan, which looked more like a romantic celebrity from the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

This is the temperament that talent and learning brings to him. Yang Xiong still believes very much in this regard.

Today is actually a meeting, a meeting with high standards. Although Zhu Cunji does not have any great skills, in terms of etiquette, there are indeed not many people in the Lantian Dynasty who can surpass him.

Whether it is the ancient style of bells and stews, the elegant and elegant music, or the eighteen state banquets he carefully selected, they are all impeccable.

"It's a pity Zhu Cun."

Yang Xiong turned sideways to Yun Yangdao who was sitting with him.

Yun Yang had just eaten a dish of celery shrimp at an extremely uncomfortable speed. Although he had no interest in this light-tasting dish, he had to admit that the beauty of this dish was really amazing.

"You can get him back. I heard that they are about to become savages on an island. Your Majesty really has no intention of killing him. What do you think he is running? Are you really planning to establish a Zhuming Dynasty on a deserted island, and the Zhuming Dynasty can really be passed down?"

While watching Mr. Descartes talk to the emperor, Yang Xiong smiled and said to Yun Yang: "Why have you become so open-minded?"

Yun Yang smiled and said, "Because we are strong enough now and have enough confidence. Since this time is here, you might as well be more generous and enlightened, and a little bit of ghosts and monsters can't make big waves."

Yang Xiong nodded and said, "It is true that the people's hearts are in me, and the world is in me. The prosperous era should be like a prosperous era. Just like Mr. Descartes came to the Ming Dynasty, we are confident that we can assimilate this great scholar, rather than be influenced by this great scholar."

Seeing the emperor raising his glass to drink again, everyone raised his glasses together and congratulated Mr. Descartes, six beautiful dancers slowly entered the venue. Although Chen Yuanyuan was already at the age of a beauty, whether it was a song "Weicheng Song" or the dance she performed, Descartes and others were still fascinated by it. It did not fade away because of her age. Instead, it made people pay attention to her and her singing and dancing.

After singing and dancing, Mr. Descartes raised his glass and said, "This is a treasure..."

Zhang Liang, who was by his side, smiled and said, "Miss Chen's singing and dancing are originally the treasure of the Ming Dynasty. She also has a personal singing and dancing troupe in Chang'an and often performs new songs. In the future, the husband has free time and can go to the theater to watch Miss Chen's performances for a long time. This is a good enjoyment."

Descartes smiled and said, "I am sure now that my little grandson is right, this is heaven."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "This paradise will definitely be even more brilliant because of the existence of Mr.."

His words were spoken loudly, not only Descartes heard them, but also the other European scholars. Yun Zhao picked up the wine glass again and said, "Cheer to heaven!"

"Cheers to heaven!"

Chen Yuanyuan kept his body and thanked everyone for their praise. He gently waved his sleeves and then took a small step to float out of the hall.

Chen Yuanyuan was also very satisfied with her performance. Her singing and dancing had long moved from sensual entertainment to the hall. Just like today's singing and dancing, it already belongs to the category of etiquette, which made Chen Yuanyuan very satisfied with herself.

Today's dance is divided into four poems, lyrics, songs, and essays. She can preside over the poems and take the lead, which is considered to be the number one person in the Ming Dynasty's singing and dancing.

Little Descartes was beaten very badly by Li Guocheng!

Except for the first punch hitting his nose and causing him to bleed, the rest of the punches and feet were filled with thick flesh but dense nerves.

The first punch Li Guocheng hit was indeed suspected of revenge, because Xia Wanchun's first punch hit his nose.

Little Descartes can still stand on the ground, but his body is shaking very much.

He is very strong, the problem is that the stronger the person is, the more beaten he gets.

After Li Guocheng hugged Little Descartes' head and whispered to him, "I can't beat Xia Wanchun and I can't beat you." Little Descartes' anger almost burned himself.

Anger is anger, ability is ability. The few punches he bears under his ribs make his breathing a problem, and there is no way to talk about counterattack.

"If you want to be Descartes Kingdom, this level of pain is nothing!"

Feng Ying put down the tea bowl and glanced at Descartes.

Li Guocheng smiled and said, "Welcome to Yushan Academy, the purgatory."

The two maids walked up and soon helped Little Descartes wipe off the blood stains on his face, comb his hair again, cleaned his face with warm water, and helped him change into a new and suitable green blouse in the academy.

Finally, he was placed on a chair, and the handsome boy returned.

However, his whole body seemed to be trampled by an elephant, and he couldn't even say a word of pain.

When Qian Duoduo arrived with the satisfied little Emily, Feng Ying's conversation was very good. Feng Ying talked endlessly, and Little Descartes lowered his head, looking humbly taught, Qian Duoduo was a little stunned.

She knew that Little Descartes was such a proud little guy, and her appearance was so weird.

Little Emily is here, and Little Descartes definitely doesn't want her sister to know what she has experienced just now, so she doesn't move, for fear that her sister will see that she has been beaten up just now.

Unlike the strange atmosphere in the harem, Mr. Descartes was very satisfied with the high-standard reception of the Ming Dynasty, not only was he satisfied, but the other European scholars were also very satisfied.

Since today is a reception, it is not the time to read out formal documents. However, these European scholars heard from the attending officials and the emperor that they were very popular and important to them.

A banquet starts from lunch and does not end until sunset.

From beginning to end, the emperor sat at the highest point with a smile, patiently and constantly urged him to drink, and the hospitality was very attentive.

When the ceremony ended, every European scholar received a reward from the emperor. The reward was very simple. One person had two pieces of silk and one thousand silver dollars. Mr. Descartes received the most rewards, including ten pieces of silk and ten thousand silver dollars.

Therefore, when every European scholar left Huangji Temple, he followed two guards holding rewards behind him. When he walked through that short street again, he once again received cheers from the people and strong envy.

When Yun Zhao returned to the harem, he was already drunk. When Li Guocheng brought Little Descartes to him, he smiled and looked at the young man with a listless expression and said, "Your grandfather is a very respectable person."

Little Descartes endured the pain in his body and bent down and bowed, "Your Majesty, what kind of person are you?"

Yun Zhao knocked on his forehead and said, "I am a more magical person."

Little Descartes asked: "Where is the magic?"

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Yun Zhao didn't think it was offended, so he looked at Little Descartes and said, "It's purer."

Little Descartes was obviously dissatisfied with the answer and continued to ask: "What kind of person do you want me to be?"

Yun Zhao sat upright and stared at Little Descartes and said, "Given your experience, I sincerely hope that you can gain a foothold in yourself and become a person who devotes your entire life and all your energy to the most magnificent cause in the world - the liberation of mankind."

Descartes Jr. said: "Why should I be such a person?"

Yun Zhao came to Little Descartes and said, "Everyone should have his own way. The way of most students in Yushan Academy is to establish their minds for the heaven and earth, establish their destiny for the living and the people, inherit their unique knowledge for the past sages, and open peace for all ages.
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