The winter wind was strong and ferocious, blowing big waves. The giant waves slapped heavily on the hull of the ship, splashing a bunch of foam. 【】 Uploaded by a friend
The sky was as dark as lead, and the sea water became more turbid. There was no blue or green sky. It was roaring and tumbling, and rows of giant langs kept coming over and over again, knocking the battleship in the wind.
Lang let out a squeaking scream.
"Sir Sento, we found some ship debris!"
"Get it out quickly!"
Soon, a piece of fish was carried on the deck with a pile of broken boards. Qianhu leaned down and untied the fish with his own hands. He carefully inspected each piece. After a while, he said dejectedly: "These broken boards are...
Materials on our Ming Navy ships."
A soldier next to him asked cautiously: "Sir, are you..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Master Qianhu sternly stopped his nonsense. Just as he stood up, the soldiers in the watchtower shouted loudly: "Sir Qianhu, three battleships have been spotted ahead!"
Qianhu pressed the knife and asked: "Who are they? Ask them their identities!"
A flag was raised on the bow of the ship, and a moment later, someone reported back: "Sir, we are from the Hangzhou Navy!"
Master Qianhu ordered: "Get closer!"
After a while, the ships of both sides approached, and a man in command uniform on the opposite ship raised his hands into a trumpet and shouted: "Are you a brother of the Liaodong Navy? Have you discovered anything?"
"We only found some fragments of the ship! What did the brothers from the Hangzhou Navy find?"
"We have found several corpses, but we still can't find anyone to identify them. I wonder if they are people from the Duke's ship!"
The two parties briefly communicated, and the Qianhu official sighed, looked back to the east, and murmured: "Japan also went to sea to search according to the imperial decree. I hope they can gain something there."
Next to him, the soldier said: "With such great ability, the Duke will definitely not die!"
The Qianhu adults looked gloomy and said softly: "I hope so..."
The Ming Dynasty's northbound fleet encountered huge winds and waves in the Japan Strait, repeating the mistakes of the Yuan Dynasty's army against Japan a hundred years ago. News of the entire army's annihilation spread rapidly throughout the Ming Dynasty.
Liu Yujue went crazy after hearing the news. He asked everywhere for information. After confirming that the news about Xia Xun was unknown, he couldn't help crying. Then he drank to drown his sorrows. For three days in a row, Liu Zhenfu, who was always polite and polite, couldn't help but cry.
He turned into a drunkard with red eyes, so frightened that none of his subordinates dared to approach him at this time.
It was late at night, and Liu Yujue was still drinking to drown his sorrows. He slowly unfolded the "Driving Map in Brocade Clothes" given to him by Xia Xun, and slowly, tears fell on the map one by one.
He has never dared to unfold this painting, because although it was Yang Xu's intention for him, he was afraid of thinking of Luo Kedi, but now...
The painting unfolded, and Liu Yujue trembled and went to get the wine again, but because he was holding the cup unsteadily, all the wine spilled on the painting. This was the painting left by his eldest brother! Liu Yujue hurriedly sprinkled the wine on the painting and wiped it out.
He carefully dipped a handkerchief into the wine stains left on the painting. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something.
He held the two ends of the scroll seriously, raised it up to face the light on the table, and then gently touched the scrolls on both sides.
"Crack!" There was a soft sound, and the scrolls at both ends popped open.
Both Luo Kedi and Xia Xun had passed on many of his secrets. Now that they were suspicious, how could it be so difficult for these mere disciples to arrest him?
Liu Yujue stared at the painting in a daze for a long time, then stretched out a hand to gently uncover the painting. He was a little timid because he had realized something.
The contents of the mezzanine were revealed. Liu Yujue took out the three-layered list, which was as thin as a cicada's wings. He slowly opened it, and a detailed list jumped into his eyes. Liu Yujue read the explanation.
The look on that list changes rapidly.
"The founding fathers of the country are no longer alive, and only the achievements of the Jingnan Six Kingdoms remain. They are both royal relatives and nobles, and they have a pivotal position in the army and the court..."
"Master Luo gave this to me before he left this world, and now I hand it to you..."
"When I come back this time, I'm afraid I'll have to seal my sword and enjoy myself in peace..."
The words Xia Xun said came to his mind one by one, and Liu Yujue suddenly understood.
"Brother, he is not dead! Hahahaha..."
"Brother, why don't you take me, why don't you take me? Wuwuwu..."
There was a burst of laughter in the room, and then there was a burst of crying. The two captains in golden clothes who were guarding the corridor looked at each other and shook their heads in unison: "My lord and the Duke are deeply in love with each other. I am so sad that I am a little unconscious."
"Why don't you take me with you? Do you think I want this official position? Do you know that the greatest happiness in my life is to be by your side. If you are not here, what's the point of doing all this...?"
Liu Yujue's tears were shining. He confided in a low voice and moved the ball of silk with the list towards the candlelight.
Soon, the list turned into a ball of flames, two clusters of flames reflected in Liu Yujue's eyes, burning his heart...
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On the gloomy sea, more than a hundred large ships rode the wind and broke through the waves.
There are many small islands in this area, and sailors are worried that there are too many reefs nearby, so they have to be extra careful.
On the flagship, some of Xia Xun's family were resting in their own cabins, while others were sitting and chatting in the cabin. Yang Huaiyuan and several younger brothers and sisters were rubbing around in the cabin "wiping the floor". Xia Xun followed from behind.
When he walked in, he looked like he had just woken up and was still a little sleepy.
As soon as Yang Huaiyuan saw his father, he got up and rushed over, shouting: "Dad, where are we going?"
Xia Xun bent down and picked him up, smiling and saying, "It's a fun place you've never been to. Do you want to go?"
"Yes! Yes! It's so boring to be bored at home all day!"
When Yang Huaiyuan heard that it was fun, he clapped his hands happily and said.
Xia Xun smiled and patted his butt, put him down and said, "Go and play with your brothers and sisters!"
She turned around and asked Su Ying: "How are you doing? Are all the ships still safe?"
Peng Ziqi rushed to say: "Ever since we killed some troublemakers and those who objected and threw their bodies into the sea the first day, no one has dared to openly oppose it. Maybe there are still some people who are reluctant, but... they turned over
It won’t reach the sky.”
Xia Xun nodded and thanked him again: "Oh, by the way, how is Li Jinglong? Is he still crying on hunger strike?"
Tang Saier grabbed the thank you and said with a smile: "He is eating now."
Xia Xun couldn't help but sigh and said, "This dear friend is really a living treasure! You guys sit down while I go to the bow of the boat."
Ming'er hurriedly took a big cloak and put it on him, and said: "The wind is strong on the bow of the ship. You just woke up, so don't worry about the wind and cold."
"Um!"
cabin, this feeling is particularly obvious.
The cold wind is blowing on the bow of the ship, and the crew is driving attentively. After being tempered by the ocean voyage that connects the Eurasian continent, these sailors don't care about such wind. What they care about is the underwater reef.
The boat is leading them.
Xia Xun slowly walked to the bow of the ship and stood there, looking around the railing. Surrounding the ship, more than a hundred giant ships were riding the wind and breaking through the waves, moving simultaneously in the direction he determined. It was very spectacular.
Xia Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly looked towards the road with a nostalgic and melancholy gaze. The water and sky there were the same color, and there was no trace of land.
Someone once said that the Ming Dynasty died because of Qi.
Because from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty to the thirty-fifth year of the Qianlong reign of the Qing Dynasty, the global temperature dropped and entered the Little Ice Age, which caused the grain output of the Ming Dynasty to plummet. After the disaster, farmers revolted, and then the great plague spread to several provinces in North China.
Finally led to the demise of the Ming Dynasty.
Xia Xun disagreed with this. Natural disasters must have been one of the factors in the death of the Ming Dynasty, but it could never be the only factor. The Little Ice Age was not targeted at the Ming Dynasty. The entire world was under its shroud and suffered.
Who else has lost his country due to its influence?
Why did the Lee Dynasty of Korea not fall? Why did the Tokugawa Shogunate of Japan not fall? Why did the Mughal Dynasty of India reach its peak? Why did the Ottoman Dynasty of Turkey and the Safavid Dynasty of Bosnia and Herzegovina last longer? Why did Russia grow stronger day by day? Why
Are Britain and France safe and sound?
Politics, economy, military, culture, external factors, internal factors, and countless conditions happened to be intertwined together at that time, and conflicts broke out, which was the reason for its demise. And now, it has changed too many
, whether external or internal.
It will become healthier and stronger. Too many factors that led to the tragic scene that happened in history have disappeared. He believes that this country's national legacy will last longer.
For thousands of years, it has been at the forefront of the world, and it will still be at the forefront of the world. In the future, even if this dynasty is no longer around, this nation will not miss out on opportunities and be eliminated by seclusion when the world is advancing by leaps and bounds.
The whole world is left behind.
It will still be at the forefront of the entire world! He believes that the future of Ming Dynasty will no longer be the future he knows. It is full of variables and full of hope. Everything that will happen here will be a miracle to him.
It's a story I've never read before.
The cold wind was blowing bitingly, fluttering his clothes. Xia Xun took another affectionate look at his hometown, and then turned to look in the direction in which he was driving.
Some people think that east of the Sea of Japan is the endless sea, but Xia Xun knows clearly that it is not!
Ahead is not an endless sea, but a vast and fertile land.
The distance there to Daming is far closer than when they sailed to Europe, closer than when they sailed to Bosnia Bay, and even closer than when they sailed from Nanjing to Malacca, which is Alaska. Well, it is not there yet.
It’s called Alaska, and it probably won’t be called this name in the future.
He hasn't decided what to name it yet, maybe it's better to leave this kind of problem to Jie Jin's people.
Xia Xun smiled slightly...
In Beijing, in the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Di was leaning on the kang, the fire under him was burning hot, a camel hair blanket was placed on his tui, and a brazier was placed in front of him, but his old cold tui was still sore to the bone.
Tianjin Navy Commander Jiang Yan tremblingly told the news that they had searched the sea and found nothing. Zhu Di was silent for a long time, then waved his hand gently, and Jiang Yan hurriedly bowed and retreated.
Zhu Di picked up the two secret memorials and rubbed them gently with his already old palms. They were the memorials written by Dongchang Mu'en and Jin Yiwei Saiha Zhi to find the whereabouts of Duke Fang Fu.
Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor, saw that he looked uneasy and said hurriedly: "The accident that happened to the Duke is really God's will. Grandpa Huang must put the country, the country and the country first, and don't waste his own body..."
Zhu Di glanced at him deeply, smiled faintly, threw the two secret notes into the brazier, and said sadly: "There is no banquet that never ends..."
The memorial burned brightly in the brazier, and Zhu Di lay down with difficulty, turned around slowly, and turned his back to the brazier. Zhu Zhanji hurriedly stepped forward to unfold the quilt for him, and Zhu Di murmured: "I have always liked the winter in the north, but Now, even the winter in the north is so difficult. I am old, really old..."
"Grandpa Huang?"
Zhu Di did not answer, he just wrapped the quilt tightly around his body. At this moment, he was no different from an ordinary old man who was weak and afraid of the cold...