Royal Gold Magistrate

"What kind of thing are you? You dare to talk nonsense in front of His Majesty after learning some medical skills in the East!?"

Calami couldn't help but look at the Archbishop. Seeing his uneasy expression, he swallowed and said, "No, I'm just thinking about His Majesty. The Eastern medicine is very miraculous and definitely effective."

"you again..."

Before the barber could finish his sentence, the archbishop said in a deep voice, "Let him continue. How is the medical skill in the East? Does anyone in the East believe in God?"

"Naturally, no one would believe that...the cultures are different from each other." Calami said in a low voice, "However, I have seen with my own eyes that Eastern medicine has cured many incurable diseases, and I have also discovered a more subtle world. The causes of many diseases are extremely complicated, and the root cause can only be cured, but bloodletting is harmful but not beneficial."

The barber sneered: "They don't worship God, they're just a bunch of barbarians. How long has it been since the so-called oriental medicine you mentioned?"

Calami opened her mouth, a little confused.

He is studying new medicine, which seems to be less than ten years old...Dajing's ancient medicine has a long history, but he hasn't learned it?

"Big...probably a few years old..."

"How many years? Hahahahaha!" The people in the room roared with laughter again.

The barber smiled and bent over: "Are you willing to tell me something that is several years old? Have you ever studied medicine and come here to show off? You are just a crappy liar!"

"Fika comes from the same line as the medicine of other countries, and it has been passed down for thousands of years. It is the wisdom bestowed by the gods. Constellation plant herbalism, four image elements, four body fluid theory, treatment manual, royal pharmacopoeia, have you studied it?"

Calamine was silent.

Indeed, although the history of Feika is not a thousand years old.But it also inherited the cultural civilization of other countries, and the overall inheritance is actually quite complete.

The barber said, "Can the Easterners understand our medical skills? Can they understand the profound and profound knowledge of God-given knowledge that has been passed down from ancient times to the present? Do you want to subvert the theocracy by repeatedly talking nonsense?"

"You shameless villain, without our medical skills, your ancestors, your grandfather, your father, and you can live to this day?"

Calami remained silent.

The barber became more and more rampant, and began to point fingers: "Do you think that medical skills are as simple as bloodletting? The zodiac signs correspond to the human body, and the timing of bloodletting must be carefully considered. Are you cheating in front of you?"

Calami held back her anger and couldn't help shouting: "That's science, I've seen it with my own eyes!"

"No matter what you learn, the end of learning is theology." The archbishop added abruptly.

Calami almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and didn't say another word.

At this moment, the king was already in a trance, his wrist was still dripping blood, and he had been forgotten by everyone.

Duke Alves stared at Calami coldly: "Based on what you said just now, you should be dragged out and tied to the stake to be burned to death!"

"However, since you can communicate with the Easterners, there is still some use. For the time being, spare your life and bring their leader in quickly."

Calami took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little scared.

Maybe I shouldn't be stubborn with them anymore, I've spent too much time with Dajing people, and I've already forgotten the teachings here.

The Duke is definitely not joking, based on what he said just now, he will really be legally killed.

But...continuing the bloodletting will really kill people.

Calami glanced sideways at the angry king, and left worriedly.

When they returned again, they already brought Zheng Hui and Lai Gou'er with them.

Holding the scepter, Zheng Hui looked around the palace carefully, curiosity flashed in his eyes.

The art of this western country is still desirable, not to mention that the house is beautifully built.

It's just that his eyes turned to the bench where the king was lying, and a trace of dissatisfaction arose in his heart.

Who is this person, it's so rude, the guest is still sleeping...

And the few foreigners in the room were still looking at him and Lai Gouer unscrupulously.

"I am an envoy from Dajing. I came here to pay a visit and establish diplomatic relations with the western countries. I don't know where the king of your country is?"

Calami hurriedly translated.

Duke Alves pointed at the king with a sad face, and said, "Your Majesty, he has returned to the embrace of God."

"What does God's Embrace mean?" Zheng Hui looked at Kalumi puzzled.

"It's just hiccups, I just died, and I'm not cold yet." Calami rubbed her head secretly.

Damn you don't listen to advice, you should!A burst of joy rose in Calami's heart.

Zheng Hui: "..."

This is too coincidental, the king hangs up as soon as the front foot reaches the back foot, who will communicate with him afterwards?

"The king of your country has passed away. I am deeply sorry. Please express my condolences."

Duke of Alves: "Your envoy came from afar, and should have hosted a banquet to entertain all distinguished guests, but it's a bit inappropriate at the moment."

"The king is not here, but the archbishop and I are here. If you have anything to say, we can discuss it after we finish dealing with the king's affairs. I'll send someone to arrange for your envoy to stay. How about it?"

Zheng Hui nodded without thinking too much.

The emperor is dead, so just wait two days.

I just happen to be here to see more of the customs and customs of the West, and to try some coquettish...

......

After everyone left, the house returned to silence.

Soldiers returning from the port kept talking in the ear of Duke Alves.

The archbishop kept praying to the king, and only sighed after the prayer was over.

"Your Majesty is going down. I lost God's protection and failed to survive this test."

Duke Alves frowned and said, "Your Majesty survived the bloodletting yesterday, why did he become like this after a day?"

The Archbishop pondered: "It must be some orientals who brought ominous things that made His Majesty fail, and the culprit is that sailor!"

"He uttered blasphemy in public, disturbing the blessings of the gods! He will be tied to the stake and burned to death!"

Duke Alves said decisively: "No, this move will disturb the Easterners. Just now I reported that their fleet at the port, judging by the size and style, even if it is not the most powerful country in the Far East as the sailors said, it is absolutely not. Come from a small country."

"It's a good thing that they want to trade with Fika. The sailor is now their assistant. If he is executed rashly, there will be a conflict."

The archbishop stared and said, "Is the business of those Easterners more important than the belief in God in your heart?"

Duke Alves suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

Although the archbishop is in Fika, he is under the management of the Taifu Church, and his status and influence are much higher than him.

"Don't be in a hurry... Your Majesty has nothing to do with it, I just need some time."

The archbishop's expression softened: "That's right, Your Majesty is newly mourned. I just inspected the city yesterday, and I have to explain today's affairs to the next one!"

"As for those Easterners, they will never fall out with us just because they burned an outsider to death, not to mention that we can send more missionaries to them, so that the entire East can also be bathed in the glory of God."

"If you do these two things well, I will report the truth to the Pope."

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