Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 485
"Mr. Wang, it's not Nestorianism, it's Catholicism."

Zhu Yixi laughed.

In order to enter the mainland, the Catholic Church has made great efforts. For example, it confuses the "God of China" with the Catholic personality god "God", and even created the saying "Heaven and Confucianism are one."

That is, Catholicism and Confucianism are essentially one.

Later, with the help of the public opinion of the mind-learning, Catholicism was equated with the "orthodox Confucianism" of Confucius and Mencius, and the current Ming Dynasty's Cheng Zhu, Lu Wang and other schools were belittled as "heretical Confucianism" misinterpreted by later generations.

Attempt to replace Confucianism with Catholicism and rule China.

This is also one of the reasons why since the seventeenth century, the East Asian cultural circle, namely the Qing Dynasty, Vietnam, Japan, Korea and other countries, banned Catholicism.

In order to introduce Catholicism to China, there were too many manipulations, and Nestorianism was just one of the old skins.

Of course, for Wang Wei, Nestorianism is Catholicism, which he came to understand after reading history books as a native of Shaanxi.

As for why he believes in Catholicism, it is very Chinese: because Catholicism works.

If it doesn't work, who will believe it?
Before the imperial examination in the second year of Apocalypse, he worshiped God before the exam, and became a Jinshi at the age of 52, and has since become a devout believer.

Later, he studied western science and technology and advocated practical learning to save the country. Together with Xu Guangqi, he was called the King of the North and Xu of the South.

"Whether it's God or Nestorian, Your Majesty, don't take it seriously."

Wang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Cough cough cough-"

After coughing a few times, he opened his eyes, looked at the emperor's mature eyes and majestic face, and couldn't help but be filled with emotion:

"In the past, His Majesty was just a down-and-out clan, but now he is on the throne, ruling the world, and he is also a slave who was driven away, no less than Han Guangwu..."

"Clothes are restored. The world is at peace, good, good!"

"Mister's mouth is full of big tomorrow, and in such a situation, don't you think about what will happen after you?"

Zhu Yixi was quite moved.

The flintlock, carrying gun, and red cannon were all designed and supervised by him. It can be said that without Wang Wei, the war would not be so easy.

Compared with those generals, he is the biggest hero.

"What happens after me?" Wang Wei's face like a withered tree showed a trace of surprise, and then he said calmly: "Your Majesty Meng De's grace, the old minister was awarded the title as a craftsman, and he struggled for their huge family business, so he died without regret. "

"However!" As he spoke, he became excited and leaned forward: "Being able to see His Majesty take back Beijing before I die, my whole life is already a regret."

In the end, he hesitated a bit, but he still said it out: "Although the church was expelled because of the concubine incident, my heart for the church is still..."

"I just ask His Majesty to be more lenient to him in the future."

"As long as they keep themselves safe, I won't deliberately target them—" Zhu Yixi said seriously.

"That's good, that's good..."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he kept repeating this sentence, and Wang Yan gradually closed his eyes.

"Hey——" sighed, the emperor felt a little bit sad, but Wang Yan passed away at the age of 77, which can be regarded as joy and mourning.

In history, when Wang Zheng encountered the cruel fact of the country's demise, he made a judgment between the "big festival" and the "ten commandments". Wang Zheng, who was deeply immersed in the Confucian tradition, resolutely chose to commit suicide.

Catholicism does not allow believers to commit suicide.

Such an old man is worthy of respect.

"Decree, Wang Yu has made outstanding achievements, and after his son succeeds to the title, he will pass it on to another generation."

The emperor looked at Wang Yan who was leaving peacefully for a long time before he opened his mouth to leave.

For a time, the voice of gratitude to Dade was endless.

Let the rest of the time be left to history.

Zheng and Huang, who had just stepped into the threshold, saw the back of the emperor turning and leaving, as well as the continuous words of gratitude.

Reluctantly, one person followed closely, and the other person could only inquire about the matter and make a record. There must be no omissions.

It is the reason why the imperial decree will not be faked, and there is too much evidence.

Daily notes, eunuchs, and secretaries in the cabinet will all have records. Once one fails to match, the family will be ransacked and wiped out immediately.

After returning to the palace, the emperor suddenly lost interest and hung fish in a dull manner.

But at this moment in Shengjing City, the atmosphere was heavy.

Since being forced to leave the customs in August, Dorgon has stepped up the deployment of the military in Liaodong, and he has strictly guarded Liaoxi and done more city repairs.

Shanhaiguan will definitely not be able to defend it.

Because when the city was first built, it faced the north, and the defense of the south was less than [-]%.

Moreover, Shanhaiguan regards the inside of the pass as its core, and all food, grass and supplies depend on it.

Therefore, when Wu Sangui faced Li Zicheng's offensive, he had no choice but to go out to meet the enemy and seek help from the Qing Dynasty.

"Losing Shanhaiguan is also inevitable."

Dai Shan, who was suffering from illness, said weakly: "Now that the situation has changed, the Ming people have more artillery, and Western Liaoning needs to be more defensive."

"Just like they did in the south before, the bastion, that's what it is."

"I knew it would be like this. Tang Ruowang and we also brought back. We built a dozen or so houses in Liaoxi. We don't have many other things, but there are many stones."

Gritting his teeth, Jierhalang said bitterly, "I want them to taste like this."

Hauge was much more stable, glanced at Dorgon's gloomy face, and couldn't help saying: "With the bastion, I don't think everything will be all right."

As soon as these words came out, all eyes were on him.

Hauge didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Everyone, don't forget that not long ago, there was a Ming army in Liaodong!"

"I found someone to find out, these people are from Phi Island."

"What, Phi Island?"

"Phi Island?" "Phi Island!!"

For a moment, all the kings sitting in a row were amazed, and even stood up directly, with strong indignation.

You know, when Mao Wenlong was in Phi Island in Liaodong, he was equivalent to the armpit of the Qing Dynasty. As long as they dared to send troops, they would harass them from the rear.

Otherwise, they would have already entered the customs.

This kind of nausea is simply uncomfortable.

Regarding this, Dorgon could only say with a straight face: "We must not let the next Pidao appear, otherwise there will be no peace in Liaodong."

"I heard that the North Koreans put a lot of effort into it."

At this time, Azig said quietly: "We have suffered heavy losses in the pass, should we make up for it from North Korea?"

"Good idea."

Everyone clapped and made friends, and it was great to make up for it from North Korea.

However, the old and solemn Dai Shan hurriedly shook his head and said: "North Korea is already dissatisfied, and should be appeased. Now that it is harassing again, we can't have another conquest?"

"If it's reversed, it's not good."

"It's better to concentrate on dealing with Pidao and defend the west of Liaoning. You are already tired."

Dorgon also nodded and said: "Then scold them and let them harass Pidao, and never let Ming people gain a foothold easily."

Speaking of this, Dorgon's heart suddenly became a little cold, since the situation of the country is so good, since the Koreans are also half-hearted.

(End of this chapter)