The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven Chapter 38

Schönbrunn Palace, children's room.

"Mother, I'm already five years old, and I can sleep by myself." Franz looked at Madam Sophie with some helplessness.

"No, I think you need me. And you can't deny a mother her duty," insisted Lady Sophie.

"Let's say it was snowing heavily that day, and Captain Lin saw a dilapidated church after walking less than half a mile..." Franz sighed a little, feeling that women of all ages like to follow dramas .

Phnom Penh, Chenla Palace.

In the palace at this time, King Anzan was no longer there, but his four daughters were still in the palace.

They are the princesses of Chenla, and the palace is their home, but now they can only live in the cold palace.

Because the other palaces have been occupied by the Vietnamese general Zhang Mingdao, as the Vietnamese governor in Chenla, he has absolute power.

The first thing Zhang Ming said when he entered the Phnom Penh Palace was to occupy the concubines of King Anzan, then increase taxes in the name of King Anzan, and recruit young and beautiful women into the palace.

The Guanjin family was not spared either. Dozens of clan daughters were called into the palace, and many of them were forced to commit suicide due to the humiliation, so that Guan Jinpan hated Zhang Mingdao to the bone.

For the four princesses of Chenla, Zhang Mingdao did not dare to act recklessly, but he was not afraid of the people of Chenla.

Instead, he was afraid of the supervising army sent by Emperor Mingming, an **** surnamed Li.

The **** surnamed Li was here to supervise military affairs in name, but in fact, on the one hand, he was here to limit Zhang Ming's power, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Zhang Ming would get in touch with Anzan's descendants, and that he would also want to learn from Cao Mengde and take the emperor's hand. To make the princes.

Sinology and Confucianism have an unshakable position in Southeast Asian countries. It is not unusual for Emperor Mingming to know this allusion.

It's just that Emperor Mingming's actions gave Guan Jinpan room to maneuver.

As a group of eunuchs who have lost the right to be normal people, they are either greedy, bad, or have special hobbies.

This **** surnamed Li likes to compose poems, Guan Jinpan naturally likes it, and often brings celebrities in the Chenla literary world into the palace to recite poems against the **** surnamed Li.

How could you recite poems without wine? Guan Jinpan sent people to collect fine wine and dedicated it to the **** surnamed Li.

After coming and going, Guan Jinpan became the "confidant" in the eyes of the **** surnamed Li.

On this day, Guan Jinpan approached the **** surnamed Li with a set of solitary copies of the Tang dynasty and an exquisite Jade Jue.

The **** surnamed Li was happy in his heart, but said calmly.

"Brother Guan Jin, you gave our family such a heavy gift, so if you have anything to say, just talk about it."

"Brother Li, the princesses have also reached the age of enlightenment. I want to invite them to a husband."

The **** surnamed Li let out a sigh of relief. He thought it would be something important, but it turned out that he was just asking for a master.

The **** surnamed Li replied.

"Of course it's possible, but I don't know who can be the master of the princesses, let our family meet."

Guan Jinpan naturally understood that it was impossible not to let the **** surnamed Li see him, not to mention that the **** surnamed Li would know about this sooner or later, and he couldn't hide it.

"Master An, Master Pa, let Brother Li meet you."

Both An and Pa are common surnames in Chenla, and the **** with the surname Li didn't care too much.

It was just that when I saw Ambrosius and Paccini, I was really taken aback.

"Yellow-haired ghost!?"

Guan Jinpan said, "It's Xiyi."

"Oh, yes, they are from the barbarians. It's just that they have real talents and learning?" The **** surnamed Li boasted that he was well-educated, and planned to meet the two Western barbarian masters for a while.

Guan Jinpan naturally wouldn't let the **** Li and Ambrosius play freely, so he simply said directly.

"Women without talent are virtues. These two Xiyi people mainly teach dance and music."

These words made the **** surnamed Li lose interest in an instant.

"Let me just say, the barbarians don't know how to read and write, they only know how to sing and dance." Then he said to the little **** next to him, "Give them a waist card, and you lead them there."

The little **** bowed his head and said yes, and was stopped by the **** surnamed Li just as he turned to leave.

"Wait!"

The **** surnamed Li's voice immediately made the atmosphere tense, and Ambrosius had already reached for the gun at his waist.

"It stinks, let them bathe and change their clothes, don't bring the stench into the palace."

Both Ambrosius and Guan Jinpan let out a sigh of relief.

"yes."

Ambrosius finally met the "Her Royal Highness" whom he had longed for, but these princesses were completely different from what he had imagined.

The clothes are very rustic, and even the fabrics are similar to those of the court ladies.

Especially at this age, it looks like they are only teenagers, and the youngest is only seven or eight years old.

Ambrosius complained infinitely in his heart, "I shouldn't listen to the brat."

While Ambrosius was looking up and down at the princesses, the lolis were also looking at him curiously.

After all, the princesses have lived in the palace since they were born, and have never seen a man, let alone a Westerner.

There they were, looking at each other awkwardly.

In the end, it was Father Paccini who made the solution. After all, as a professional missionary trained by the church, his communication skills must be excellent.

The princesses had a very good first impression of Ambrosius. After all, Ambrosius was very different from the eunuchs they usually saw. In addition, this Grand Duke Ambrosius was not bad-looking, so he was naturally easy to be fooled. close to people.

Chenla, Kampong Son Bay.

The establishment of the port went smoothly, the people here were surprisingly numb, and they didn't have any intention of resisting these uninvited guests, and the officials became very cooperative after accepting bribes.

The Catholic priests also started their strategy, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com These people first infiltrated into the nearby villages, donated medicine, distributed rice, and this kind of routine operation can only attract the attention of the local people.

To preach in the colonies, they required special methods.

A village was often harassed by bandits. The battle priests were divided into two teams. One team was in ambush with guns on the bandit's only way, while the other team went to the village to help the villagers defend the village, and at the same time prevent the bandits from reporting inside.

When the bandits were repulsed by the battle priests guarding the village, another team of battle priests who had already ambushed rushed out and wiped out the bandits.

The priests tied the bandits to the square in the village and asked everyone to tell about the crimes of these bandits.

At this time, the villagers naturally complained and revenged. When the bandits were beaten to death by the villagers, the priests stopped the atrocities of the villagers.

The scene of priests asking bandits to repent of their sins is all too familiar to Buddhists in Southeast Asia.

"It's probably true that these foreign monks are going to let these damned bandits go." The villagers thought to themselves.

The bandits thought the same way, they should be able to escape, and sooner or later they would kill all these **** troublemakers. After all, these foreign monks couldn't guard these villagers every day.

However, what the villagers and bandits didn't expect was that after the bandits repented, the priests put them on the cross and let them be baptized in the fire.

"May the Lord forgive your sins, Amen!"

After seeing the combat power and methods of the priests, the villagers changed their beliefs one after another.

The pastors looked at the villagers who had become more devout, and praised in their hearts, "Archbishop Rauscher's method is really good."

What they didn't know was that these missionary strategies were the work of a child.

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