The scenery is poor, and tourists with carriages and horses can enjoy it on the third day of the third lunar month of the Qingming Festival.

The green moss is sprinkled with green money, and the green grass is covered with a green carpet.

A song by Zhang Kejiu, a master of the Yuan Dynasty, "Nanlu·Yizhihua·The Lake Returns to the Sky", accompanied by a faint singing voice, floats gently in the sky.

As a few white gulls flew by, the long spring scene was shattered into pieces.

Standing at the top of Class A on the ship's side, leaning on the railing and looking at the vast blue waves, Zhu Yunxi looked up angrily at the disturbing group of white gulls in the sky, which were still bombarding the fleet with white dots.

"Brother Xi is elegant, but now there are hundreds of miles of turmoil around him, but there is no moss or green grass as a blanket."

Zhu Gaochi, who had traces of vomiting hanging from the corner of his mouth, had extremely resentful eyes, just like the empty boudoir by the Qinhuai River, with no lover Enke or a girl taking her last vows, staring at Zhu Yunxi with bitter resentment.

"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

"Ugh... I... vomit... can't live anymore..."

"Ugh..."

A wave surged under the boat, and soon the familiar sound of vomiting came from all directions.

They were those who were recruited southward after the re-examination last year but were not admitted to the list, and later served as local officials in the Jiaozhi Road of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and curled his lips and said, "Brother Chi, are you going to stop vomiting?"

Zhu Gaochi was seen holding his neck, his face was ashen, he bent over and opened his mouth, took a deep breath, then raised his head and said resentfully: "Do you think there is more vomiting?"

Zhu Yunxi chuckled lightly, stepped forward and patted Zhu Gaochi on the back, comforting him: "It's been more than half a month since I left Yingtian, and you people are still not used to the wind and waves on the sea."

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"You shouldn't have been kidnapped out of Beijing by me, to that troublesome Annan!" Zhu Gaochi shouted angrily, his eyes full of murderous intent.

When Zhu Gaochi mentioned this matter, he couldn't help but feel sad and annoyed.

He obviously saw off his brothers at the dock outside Yingtian City, but in the end he somehow managed to get on the pirate ship without even realizing it, Grandpa Huang and the others.

Zhu Yunxi laughed happily: "Brother Bing secretly took people to the boat. If you didn't come, you would be bored to death in Yingtian City alone."

"You might as well let me jump into the sea and die right now!"

Zhu Gaochi roared, but his whole body still surged in his lower abdomen.

Then he rushed straight to the edge of the ship's side and stretched out half of his body.

There was a painful sound of vomiting, but only a few drops of bile filled with stomach acid came out.

"Brother Chi!"

"What?"

"Starting to vomit again?"

Just when Zhu Gaochi had nothing left to vomit in his stomach, a shout came from the sea outside the giant ship.

At this moment, Zhu Yunxi came to Zhu Gaochi with a cup of tea, brought the tea to him, and looked at the sea outside the boat.

I saw a transport ship swimming in from the periphery of the entire fleet.

On the bow of the boat, I saw Zhu Shangbing, the crown prince of King Qin, shirtless, with his face flushed with joy, raising his arms and shouting.

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"Brother Chi, we just caught a big fish. I heard from the people on the boat that it is a fish from the deep sea. It is rare for ordinary people to see it. I will make you a pot of fish soup later. Drink it and you will not get seasick again.

”

Zhu Shangbing still looked like a prince of the Ming Dynasty at this time. He was holding a big fish that was splashing with water and showing off to Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi on the deck.

Zhu Shangbing, who is wearing armless sleeves, has made his skin, which was not very fair before going to Japan, even darker in the past half month.

By the time he finished speaking, the transport ship had already connected with Zhu Yunxi's treasure ship.

Even on this stormy sea, Zhu Shangbing, carrying a big fish in one hand, jumped from the transport ship to the treasure ship with just one step.

After a while, Zhu Shangbing carried the big fish to the top deck.

"Go and make a pot of fish soup for Prince Yan."

When Zhu Shangbing got on the deck, like a victorious general, he threw the big fish in his hand, which weighed just over ten kilograms, to the eunuch.

He clapped his hands and walked in front of Zhu Yunxi.

He first looked at Zhu Gaochi who had calmed down after drinking some water, and then looked at Zhu Yunxi.

"The general said that we have already reached the sea outside Guangdong Road, and we can reach the sea outside Qiongzhou City in a few days."

Zhu Yunxi thought for a while and then asked: "How did the general arrange it? Will the fleet dock at Qiongzhou Port?"

Zhu Shangbing shook his head: "The general does not intend to dock at Qiongzhou Port, but he thinks we should stop at Qiongzhou Fucheng."

Before Zhu Yunxi could speak, Zhu Gaochi, who finally calmed down a little, frowned and turned around and said, "What happened in Changhua County? But the people in Annan knew that the Ming Dynasty was going to attack them, so they started to harass Qiongzhou Prefecture.

Already?"

Zhu Shangbing looked at Zhu Gaochi with slight surprise. He did not expect that this cousin was not only accomplished in government affairs, but also knew a thing or two about military strategy.

Zhu Shangbing nodded, looked at Zhu Yunxi, and whispered: "Changhua County has been attacked by Annan people several times since the end of the year. Although there are not many casualties, the place is in a panic."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Shangbing looked at Zhu Yunxi solemnly.

According to his idea, he was actually consistent with Chang Sheng. Both Zhu Shangbing and Zhu Gaochi could go to Changhua, but it would be most appropriate for the Ming Dynasty emperor grandson to stay in Qiongzhou Fucheng until he settled down in Changhua.

Zhu Yunxi fell silent.

He slapped his hands on the railing at the edge of the deck and looked deeply at the almost endless huge fleet of warships ahead.

Since the imperial court formulated the national and military strategy to conquer Annan and the South in the 25th year of Hongwu last year, the entire Yingtian City and even Zhili have been busy with this matter.

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Just like the treasure ship under his feet now, it was only built when he left Beijing a month ago.

The second imperial examination in the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu was also completed at the beginning of winter last year. There were more than 6,000 candidates, and the court enrolled 500 tribute students. Then on the day before the winter solstice, the emperor personally held a palace examination to determine the three tripods and two

List of Jinshi.

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In the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu's imperial examination, all three imperial examinations were won by candidates from the Bureau of Books and Newspapers.

There are more than 150 Jinshi in the two rankings and the same Jinshi, who have clearly shown that they are students of Xinxue.

Although the total number is not as large as the number of students who did not express their position or who were firm in Neo-Confucianism, it was a result that most people did not expect.

However, under the influence of the fraud in the general examination, the opposition from the people was very small, and there was not even the slightest difference of opinion between the DPRK and China.

Regardless of psychology, the truth is that you are an official.

This is the real thought of most people in the court in Yingtian City today.

Another unexpected thing is that after the imperial examination, the newly appointed Minister of Rites, Ren Hengtai, went to the Publishing House in person and wrote a handwritten letter for the Bureau, which was later used as a plaque by the Bureau.<

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This is Ren Hengtai, who is the Minister of Rites, silently announcing to everyone that he has completely broken away from the Neo-Confucian system and turned to Xin Xue, becoming one of the supporters of Xin Xue.

Enke ended quietly after countless reversals like this.

Then the imperial court began to make full preparations for the southern expedition.

Finally, a month ago, everything was ready. The Southern Expedition Army, composed of 30,000 Jingwei officers and soldiers, was handed over to Chang Sheng, the General of the Southern Expedition, the Founding Duke, and the Governor of the Fifth Army Governor's Office. The emperor's grandson was the supervisor of the army.

Assisted by more than 20 distinguished generals in the court and hundreds of military generals, we set sail.

That day, outside Yingtian City, nine cannons were fired, there were no clouds in the sky, the sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.

Hundreds of treasure ships, grain transport ships, and troop transport ships cover the entire river.

A sail that can cover the sun and moon seems to cover the entire Yingtian City.

The emperor arrived in person, the prince accompanied him, and the three palaces and six courtyards prayed in the palace.

The emperor burned incense to worship heaven, and the prince shouted that the mountains and rivers were safe and that the Ming Dynasty would be prosperous.

Boat.

Opened.

The Ming Dynasty's gaze finally followed the 30,000 Jingwei army, and began to pay attention to the equally distant south.

This will be a war no less powerful than the Ming Dynasty's creation of nine borders. If it wins, it will gain half of the Central Plains. If it fails, the Ming Dynasty will give up its southern interests for decades.

"In this battle, I will never take a step back."

Finally, Zhu Yunxi spoke silently, his eyes extremely determined.

Zhu Shangbing frowned and quietly looked at the pale Zhu Gaochi beside him.
To be continued...