I suppressed my excitement and found out where Zhao Jin is now - he is inspecting the workshop where the armor is made.

Although there are not many contacts in that workshop, I know its location because it has been done for so long.

I waited patiently for a while, waiting for Xu Hall to follow his promise to send someone to pick us up and meet Zhao Jin. However, after waiting for a long time, the messenger who came to summon me still did not come.

The excitement in my heart slowly turned into anxiety. In this stuffy and hot place, sweat kept flowing, and I felt a little uncomfortable all over my body.

Should I continue to wait here? I kept asking myself.

Soon, I came to the conclusion that I should not continue to wait. Xu Tang was about to forget the privilege of my promise, but I did not forget the privilege of my duties. For myself and for the sake of the Lord's career

, I can't wait any longer.

So, I finally made up my mind and left the factory with great strides.

Following the route I remembered, I walked towards the armor factory step by step and found that the guards I encountered along the way were almost ten times more stringent than usual. If it weren't for the fact that I had been working here for a while, I would have been with many people.

If the guards are familiar with each other, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to get closer to where Zhao Jin is.

However, even so, when I arrived at the periphery of the armor factory, I was still stopped by the guards.

These guards were well-dressed and tall, and were obviously carefully selected elite warriors. They stood outside the factory door and looked at everyone passing by with a vigilant look—although here

It is already the most vigilant place for Zhao Jin's forces.

This group of people must be Zhao Jin's personal guards! I came to this conclusion.

Perhaps because I felt that my behavior was suspicious, these vicious guards quickly surrounded me and asked me who I was.

With a nervous mood, I told them my current identity and purpose.

However, they rejected my request - because Zhao Jin's original schedule did not have the arrangement to meet us foreign missionaries.

Wuxia's result was determined by whether Xu Housheng forgot his promise to us or that he had made other arrangements. I hurriedly asked these guards to let me in and meet Zhao Jin.

At this time, my other colleagues had already gathered over, obviously when they got Zhao? When they came to the factory for inspection, they also had the same idea as me.

Our request was first rudely rejected by the guards, but as more and more people came and spoke more earnestly, the guards also felt a little hesitant - after all, Zhao Jin's group has always been relatively versus foreigners

Respect, especially if we need to leverage our knowledge and skills.

Just as we were still negotiating with the guards, a young man dressed in an officer suddenly walked out of the factory to ask what was going on outside. Obviously, the noise outside had alarmed the people inside.

We quickly reported our request to the stern-faced officer, and then asked him to report everything outside to the supreme master here.

After thinking for a while, the officer finally re-entered the factory to report our request, and we had to wait outside with uneasiness.

The results we got made us feel relieved.

The officer came back soon and told us about Zhao Jin's decision--he could take some time to meet us, but only for a short while, and only for one of us.

In addition to being relieved, we discussed it for a while, and finally decided that I would take advantage of this opportunity. I can only thank my colleagues again for their trust in my heart.

Then, under the leadership of this officer who was still clearly on guard against me, I walked into the armor factory.

At this time, various processing machinery was still running in the armor factory, but the craftsmen's spirit was obviously much more excited than usual. They tried their best to leave a good impression in front of Zhao Jin.

And in a corner of the factory, a large group of people were gathering, and the officer took us to the group.

It seems that I can't be wrong. I am heading towards the owner of this large area of ​​land, and perhaps towards the pinnacle of my entire career.

Because I discovered our arrival, people slowly dispersed and looked at us with careful eyes. But I had no time to look at them, because my whole heart was already placed on the person standing among them.

Body.

This man was dressed very simple, but he was tall and wearing a very fit black robe. His face was not handsome, and his skin was a little dark due to the sun and rain all year round, but he was clearly angular and with a slim and slim at the same time.

A kind of nobleness brought by others all year round.

He did not look at us, but was looking at the armor and sheets that had just been forged and had not been carefully processed, as well as the thick parts of various weapons and tools, and gently stroked them with his hands, as if this was what he expected

Like a treasure for many years.

His expression was very focused, while others stared at him with breath, the scattered hot wind further highlighted the fear and respectful expressions of guards and craftsmen, and the occasional whispers in the crowd highlighted the atmosphere.

Jingjing. Even Louis de Rocheford looked timid and no longer had the arrogance he had towards me before.

This is a natural big man – and that’s the first impression I’ve made.

While I was still observing him carefully, his eyes finally moved away from the armor and placed on me.

This vision was so sharp that I even felt a moment of loss of consciousness. Only then did I remember that the life and death of a large group of us was tied to a few words from this person!

"Sir!" I quickly bowed down and saluted the young man respectfully.

The young man just nodded and waited for me to continue speaking, as if he had become accustomed to others' respect. "Are you that foreign missionary Joshua Thompson?"

"Yes, sir, I am John Cho." I replied respectfully, "I came to your rule by the Lord and received your favor..."

He waved his hand casually, as if he was impatient with my words.

"I didn't give you any favors. Everything is for you to exchange for your own contribution."

It seemed as if he didn't want to maintain much friendly relationship with us, so his tone was not very polite, and I could only bear it silently.

"Sir, we have been working under your hands for a long time. We are very happy that we can contribute to your career."? I mean to change another way to arouse his curiosity, "In recent times, we have

I tried hard to impart my knowledge to those apprentices…”

After hearing what I said, the young man's face finally improved a little.

"I've heard from people that you've done a good job recently."

"But let me say bluntly that what we can do is not just about the manufacturing of these weapons." After taking a deep breath, I said carefully.

"What does it mean?" he asked back.

"We are missionaries and people who spread the gospel. We can purify people's hearts, let them realize the glory of the Lord, and obey your commands more, because you are obviously the Lord's representative on earth..." I took myself before

The conditions that were thought of were told to him, "Sir, in Europe, our religion has been introduced into the hearts of every man, and they obeyed the will of the Lord and obeyed their lords. As long as you allow us to be in your territory

By preaching, we can correct your people, let them put aside the court of the bright country, and unanimously follow the will of you and your descendants!"

This is the idea I came up with - a ruler should not reject the kind of tool that can increase the obedience of the people. As long as we guarantee that the church will be more loyal to him than to the Ming court, then he should

We will welcome us to preach in his jurisdiction, after all, he must have some ambitions for the Ming Dynasty that cannot be expressed in the present.

However, what surprised me was that Zhao Jin was not happy, but instead opened his eyes slightly, as if he was about to get angry.

At this moment, his power was so terrible that I never dared to speak again, and I was even thinking that I might be ordered to be executed by him soon.

Why was he so angry? I was still confused while panicking.

The momentum of power disappeared quickly, so much so that I suspected that it was just an illusion for me.

"This is not possible, you cannot preach freely with me." He gave a cold answer.

This answer gave me a warm heart and suddenly a basin of cold water was poured on me.

In order to make the final effort, I took the courage to look at him.

"...Dignified sir, if you can give us freedom, we will work better for you. We not only understand the skills related to firearms, but also know more. I hope to work for you."

In order to touch his heart, I have used my most humble attitude, so that my voice has changed a little. I prayed to God in my heart, hoping that he would change his mind.

The people next to me looked at me with a look that was obviously wrong. Xu Housheng, the director of the hall, was already a little dissatisfied because I took my own initiative and ran over directly, but now his eyes were even worse. And that Louis-

Mr. De Rocheford had just arrived, but his expression was a little nervous, perhaps because he was afraid that I would take his place.

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Chapter completed!