The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 114 Humanoid Self-Propelled Artillery Online

After establishing the relationship, Zheng Xin and Mo Zibu's relationship immediately became intimate and strange.

Mo Zibu, who used to live outside the city, is now invited to Zheng Xin's mansion every now and then.

And the enthusiasm that Zheng Xin had for treating Mo Zibu as a brother and subject just two days ago disappeared in an instant.

He became arrogant in front of Mo Zibu, ordering Mo Zibu to do this and that from time to time, and spoke in a fatherly manner.

Well, this is probably the uniform appearance of fathers-in-law all over the world.

Zheng Mosai came back and brought Mo Zibu's third brother Ou Zirong with him.

What can I say about this guy Ou Zirong? He is just a beggar version of Ou Tianci.

When it comes to governing the country, cultivating land and training troops, and doing business and foreign trade, Ou Zirong is well versed in six of them.

I still know nothing.

But apart from these, Ou Zirong is handsome and tall. He is the tallest and most handsome among the four brothers.

He also has a pair of peach blossom eyes like Jiao Enjun, which seem to be sending sparks when he looks at anyone. He is very popular with women, and there are very few young girls and wives that he can't win over.

At the same time, Ou Zirong's literary level was the highest among the four brothers, catching up with his grandfather Ou Jiu and slightly better than his father Ou Tianci.

No matter whether it is five-character, seven-character or lyrics and music, he can come up with it at will. Some of the poems of Mo Tianci were simply written by Mo Zirong.
In addition, he was particularly good at painting. The few calligraphy and paintings left by Nguyen Xuan Phuc were highly praised by Zheng Huaide and Wu Renjing, two of the three Gia Dinh sons who were from Minh Huong and great Vietnamese writers and had a very important position in the history of Vietnamese literature.

It is said that after the decline of Ha Tien, the grandsons of Ngo Tzu Bu, the brothers Ngo Hou Yao and Ngo Hou Hui, relied on Ngo Tzu Rong's calligraphy and paintings to make friends with Zheng Huaide and Wu Renjing, and asked them to write a letter to Emperor Minh Mang of the Nguyen Dynasty, asking them to allow the descendants of the Ngo family to continue to guard Ha Tien.

As for calligraphy, Ou Zirong is also acceptable. He learned from Zhao Mengfu, and both his official script and regular script have some spirit and form.

It can be said that from Ou Jiu to Ou Tianci, the literary accomplishments of two generations were all inherited by Ou Zirong, while the three brothers Ou Zihuang, Ou Zitang and Mo Zibu did not get a single penny.

what!
Mo Zibu's eyes lit up, and he stood up, circling around his third brother Ou Zirong, observing him and praising him non-stop.

This is great! This tall guy, this fair skin, these peach blossom eyes, can also recite poems and compose fu, and is good at all the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

With a little packaging, doesn't it appear to be the perfect image of a civilized, noble and knowledgeable Oriental in the eyes of Europeans?

If this were to happen in Europe, wouldn't it charm a lot of European ladies to death?
When the time comes, if I can't get enough of the cannons, I can just seduce a few queens and princesses from the kingdoms and principalities, and then they will have to bring back several ships of aid for me!

At this time, Mo Zibu was having a headache about the chief envoy of the delegation to France.

It was impossible for him to go there by himself. Not to mention the dangers of the ocean at that time, it was also impossible in terms of time.

It takes eight or nine months to go there, eight or nine months to come back, and then three or four months to stay in Europe, which means it's almost two years. This is assuming that the trip and the coming can coincide with the ocean currents and monsoons.

Given the current situation, if Mo Zibu delays for two years, the bureau will say goodbye to him and there will be nothing he can do.

At the same time, Peter and Lin Tong are not suitable either. Peter and Mo Zibu can only be said to be cooperating with each other, or to put it bluntly, they are colluding with each other. If you let him be the envoy, then just wait to be killed.

Lin Tong has the ability, but his status is too low.

What is France today? It is the pinnacle of European civilization, and Paris is the capital of literature, art, and high-end culture in all of Europe.

Lin Tong was just a small civil servant who knew nothing about literature and art. He had a low status and didn't even have a title. Europe was indeed experiencing a China craze, but it was not to the extent that European princes and nobles would praise an oriental official.

In order to gain their support, in addition to the necessary literary accomplishment, one must also have a good background and must be aristocratic.

Well, there is simply no one more suitable than Ngo Zi Yong. In Europe, his father holds the title of Khmer King and is a king-level monarch who actually controls Ha Tien.

My maternal grandfather's family is a collateral branch of the Guangnan Kingdom. My younger brother is the Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Nakhon Si Thammarat. He himself holds the title of Earl.

Well, he didn't confer any title on anyone. For example, Mo Zibu gave Pattani to Ou Zirong. Of course, he didn't really give it to him. He just let him hold the title of Earl of Pattani and gave him an annuity every year.

In this way, it is simply perfect. He is a super handsome man with literary knowledge that surpasses more than 99% of the people in the world. He is also the son of the king, the brother of the grand duke, and an earl with a fiefdom.

If I were to go to Europe, that "hot land" of sex politics, I would put on a flying fish suit and recite some oriental poems.

What? The poem he wrote might not be classic? Then Mo Zibu would just transcribe one for him on the spot.

When it arrived in Paris, it immediately became a fashion favorite and started a trend.

Didn’t Louis XV have a lot of daughters, but they chose not to marry because they couldn’t find a suitable match?

Damn, what's the point of being well-matched? Just put a human aphrodisiac like Ou Zirong in front of them and see if they will marry him.

Even if she doesn't marry, she can still leave offspring. Then, she can bring the bloodline of the Bourbon dynasty to the East, and then she will have the legal and moral tradition to interfere in North America.

"Brother, if I were you, I would have to learn French well." Mo Zibu suddenly said to Ou Zirong.

"Learn French?" Ou Zirong gave him a puzzled look, then curled his lips in disdain. "Why would I learn that Western language if I have nothing better to do? It's just like the cries of monkeys and birds. I won't learn it!"

"Because you are going to Europe and France soon." Mo Zibu said seriously.

"Old Five, Mo Longtou, what do you mean? Don't hurt anyone!

I'm living a good life. Who has the patience to drift on the sea for eight or nine months to go to Xifanzhou? I won't go!"

Ou Zirong refused firmly. After all, he grew up in a port country and knew that ocean voyage was not an easy job.

"Brother, I heard that Western Europe loves Chinese people the most, and that sex politics is popular there. If ordinary merchants go there, they will be treated to their wives and daughters."

Mo Zibu tried his best to seduce her, but handsome men are usually promiscuous because they face too many temptations.

Once this kind of thing is easily opened, if one's willpower is not strong enough, the opening will basically be impossible to close.

This is the case with Ou Zirong, but in Hexian he is under the control of his father Ou Tianci and his wife Pei, so Ou Zirong has no time to relax and is often treated like a thief.

So when he heard Mo Zibu's description, he swallowed hard.

"If someone of my brother's status went there, even if he was a princess, a princess of a kingdom, or even a queen, he wouldn't be able to have sex with her. You know, Europeans can openly have lovers and are proud of it."

Ou Zirong was delighted to hear this, but when he thought about the eight or nine months of sea voyage from Ha Tien to Xifan Europe and the risks involved, he wisely shook his head and said insincerely:

"Don't say that in front of me. Your sister-in-law and I have a bond stronger than gold. We've long since left Wushan Mountain and it's no longer a cloud!"

Hey, he's quite capable! Mo Zibu liked him even more. If Ou Zirong had no bottom line or brains at all, he would still be worried.

So Mo Zibu played the interest card, "Third brother, look at the location of our Mou family's Hexian. It is located in a strategic place bordered by all sides, and is squeezed in the middle by the two major countries of Siam and Annan. We can't move.

My grandfather and father, two generations, worked hard to expand the living space of Hexian. The only possibility to expand it was to take back Jiading.

But we only have 200,000 civilians and a thousand soldiers and generals. How long will it take for us to achieve this goal on our own?
Therefore, we must rely on foreign aid, and France is a powerful country in Europe. If we can form an alliance with it and get the help of the Spanish soldiers with muskets, we will surely succeed.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Ou family. If Third Brother can serve as the chief envoy to France on behalf of the Ou family, he will be a great hero to our family. He will be rich and famous during his lifetime, and his tablet in the ancestral hall will definitely be in the top row after his death."

However, what surprised Mo Zibu was that the magic weapon that had always been effective for him suddenly became ineffective.

There is a group of people in the world who love to lie down. No matter how much you say, or even if you paint a hundred thousand pie in the sky, it is difficult to resist their desire to refuse risks and just want to live a quiet life of eating, drinking and having fun.

Ou Zirong was like this. He hesitated for a long time, then shook his head and refused. "Old Fifth, I know you want to flatter me, your brother, but I'm really not that kind of person. Why don't you let your second brother go?"

You have the guts!
Mo Zibu gave Ou Zirong a thumbs up in his heart, but after all, Ou San Ge was the most suitable candidate, so Mo Zibu had no choice but to use his ultimate move.

"That's fine. Why don't I just write down the conditions for being an envoy to Europe and let Father decide who will go?"

Damn it, Ou Zirong wanted to rush up and give Mo Zibu a couple of punches if he could beat him.

The second son, Ou Zitang, is a conservative gentleman, and it seems impossible that he is suitable no matter how you look at it.

What's more, the conditions were proposed by Mo Zibu, so the final result is self-evident.

Instead of getting a lecture from dad Ou Tianci, it’s better to agree now. At least you can get some praise.

"Okay, I'll go and learn French when I get back." Ou Zirong was very sensible and immediately nodded in agreement.

Mo Zibu was overjoyed, "No need to go back, Bishop Peter, come out, I'll leave my brother to you.

Within two months, I want him to be able to speak Standard Chinese fluently, without an accent, and even to compose poetry in Standard Chinese."

Peter also came out from behind the screen with a sly smile on his face. He had been preaching in Ha Tien for several years and was naturally familiar with Ou Zirong. He also felt that he was the most suitable candidate for the envoy.

With his and Lin Tong's assistance, we will definitely be able to sign a very favorable contract.

Peter, who is well versed in European political operations, knows very well that one should never underestimate the role of men in bed.

If Ou Zirong could "get" those ladies from various countries in Paris in bed, it would definitely be of great help in signing the contract.

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke, please rest assured. I will make the Third Young Master realize the benefits of being an envoy to Europe." Peter said excitedly in French.

What does he do? He is a missionary. What he is best at is brainwashing people and imparting all kinds of knowledge. I believe that after his hellish training, Ou Zirong will be reborn.

"Then I'll leave it to the Bishop, hahahaha!"

With two wicked laughs, the character of Ou Zirong, a humanoid self-propelled artillery, was established.

(End of this chapter)