dognovel Chapter 984 Look, look, this is the reputation of my brother-in-law.
Chapter 984 Look, look, this is the reputation of my brother-in-law.
Those so-called emperors of the Yuan dynasty could sit idly by and watch as the followers of the Yeli Kewen sect translated and disseminated the books of the Central Plains sect.
Because no matter how Kublai Khan changed his name to Liu Bilie, he could never change the fact that he "ruled the powerful with the small".
To put it more bluntly, the Hu Yuan court, led by Liu Bilie, did not regard the Central Plains Hall as its own property.
What does the outflow of books and knowledge from the Central Plains Hall have to do with the Golden Family?
As long as it doesn't interfere with the imperial court's tax collection, that's fine.
Zhu Biao even doubted whether Liu Bilie's family truly understood the importance of mathematics.
“Brother-in-law, I plan to ask the captured Yelikewen believers to help me buy some young men and children from Europe.”
"These young men and children were all trained to be part of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."
"Once their loyalty can be confirmed, release them back to Europe and let them search for the books that the barbarians took, especially those on mathematics."
Zhu Biao said menacingly, "If one barbarian has learned it, I'll kill that barbarian; if two barbarians have learned it, I'll kill both of them."
"All the books that those barbarians took away must be completely destroyed."
"The knowledge passed down from our ancestors must not be allowed to be studied by barbarians."
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Biao with some surprise, then smiled and agreed.
Look, look, it really is the famous black sesame glutinous rice ball.
Quick-witted.
Moreover, they are ruthless.
He's practically a cultured version of Old Deng.
The reason this guy met his end so early in history is probably because someone saw through his true colors.
What does "gentle and refined" mean?
What kind of kindness and compassion?
What could stop Old Deng from killing people?
It's all a facade!
Prince Black Sesame Dumpling is even more ruthless and difficult to deal with than Emperor Zhu!
If we get rid of him, we'll still have a chance to outlive Emperor Zhu.
If we don't take him down, he can slowly send everyone away, and the unlucky guys he sends away might even count the money for him!
Therefore, smallpox can also be precisely transmitted.
The prince could become weak from overwork and then catch a cold.
As it turns out, the officials and gentry made the right choice.
After sending away Xiao Deng and outlasting Lao Deng, Zhu Yunwen, who came up next, was a complete waste.
They forced the vassal kings to their deaths, restored the Zhou system, and even reinstated the recommendation system for selecting officials.
Unfortunately, after a brief period of revelry, the officials were met with the fourth prince's executioner's blade.
Thinking of this, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but click his tongue again.
The fourth son was a chubby general who conquered the north.
Old Deng is the knife in the hands of Black Sesame Dumpling.
The emperors and crown princes of the Zhu family were quite interesting.
Just as Yang Shaofeng was pondering this, Chang Xiaojiu and the others returned with several interpreters.
Yang Shaofeng smiled and glanced at the interpreters, saying, "Let me introduce myself. I am Yang Shaofeng."
As soon as Yang Shaofeng finished speaking, the faces of the interpreters who had been brought over changed drastically.
As the saying goes, a man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.
Although Yang Shaofeng always considered himself a good person, a model student and a youth with good morals, discipline, and integrity.
However, the interpreters captured by the Embroidered Uniform Guard did not think so.
With a thud, one of the interpreters collapsed to the ground, looking at Yang Shaofeng and shouting, "This humble subject, Hong Qi, pays his respects to Your Highness, the Prince Consort!"
With one person taking the lead, the remaining interpreters also knelt down and cried out, "This humble subject, Jiang Fan, pays his respects to Your Highness, the Prince Consort!"
"This humble citizen, Li Jia, pays his respects to Your Highness, the Prince Consort!"
"This humble citizen, Liu Yan, pays his respects to Your Highness, the Prince Consort!"
"..."
Seeing the cowardly appearance of the translators, Yang Shaofeng's face immediately darkened.
Zhu Biao almost burst out laughing.
Look, look, this is the reputation of my brother-in-law.
What's the big deal about stopping a baby's nighttime crying?
My brother-in-law's reputation is so bad it could scare a translator so much he'd wet his pants!
Yang Shaofeng snorted coldly and looked at Hong Qi, who was in charge, and asked, "I ask you, what books have you translated for those European barbarians while you were acting as interpreters?"
Hong Qi glanced cautiously at Yang Shaofeng and replied, "Your Highness, we were merely helping those European barbarians examine business contracts; we did not translate any books for them."
Seeing Yang Shaofeng's face grow increasingly gloomy, Hong Qi hurriedly said, "Your Highness, we did not help them translate the books because they simply did not trust us."
Jiang Fan then said, "Your Highness, we have not joined the Yeli Kewen sect. We are only helping the barbarians examine business contracts to make a living."
Li Jia was equally eager to distance himself: "Your Highness, those barbarians did indeed purchase some books, but the translators were all converted gentry; it has absolutely nothing to do with us commoners!"
Yang Shaofeng sneered and asked, "Business contracts are of utmost importance. If they didn't trust you, why would they ask you to help them verify them?"
As Yang Shaofeng finished speaking, Hong Qi, Jiang Fan, and the others fell into despair.
This is an unavoidable paradox—if they didn't trust them, the Yerikowians wouldn't have hired them to help verify business contracts.
Since they trusted them, why would they not use the interpreters and instead go to those gentry who had converted to the Church of Yeli?
Yang Shaofeng sneered again and said, "Judging from your performance, you must have heard of my reputation."
"If you confess honestly now, you can avoid physical punishment."
"If you still don't confess..."
Hong Qi hurriedly shouted, "This humble citizen is willing to confess!"
"My family is from Tongan County, Quanzhou. The philanthropist Liu in the county is a distant relative of mine."
"As early as the Zhizheng era, Liu Dashanren had already joined the Yelikewen religion, and it was he who helped me find a job as an interpreter."
"As far as I know, the philanthropist Liu helped translate books such as the Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art and the Zhoubi Suanjing."
Jiang Fan then called out, "Your Highness, I was also brought here by my distant relative Xu Dong to serve as an interpreter."
"Xu Dong helped translate books such as 'Kaogongji', 'Qimin Yaoshu', and 'Shuijingzhu'."
"We are not converts to Christianity, so we only act as interpreters and have not participated in the translation of books. We hope Your Highness will understand!"
"..."
Li Jia, Liu Yan, and several other interpreters also protested, trying to shift the blame, while Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Biao's faces turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Books on mathematics, medicine, agriculture, architecture, water conservancy, and handicrafts were translated.
After waving for Chang Xiaojiu to take the person away, Zhu Biao said with a dark face, "The number of books that have been circulated is probably far greater than we imagine."
Yang Shaofeng simply hummed in agreement.
After being ravaged by the Church of Yerikov for so many years, the whole of Europe can almost be described as Fang Ming's desert.
When the barbarians of Europe suddenly discovered the brilliant collection of scholarly works in the Central Plains, it was like a mouse entering a rice jar; how could they not covet them?