Daming Yinghua

"Falling sail!"

"Turn the rudder!"

"Report to Eunuch, I have seen the guide boat!"

"Please announce to the public whether it is anchored or not?"

"fall!"

Following an orderly operation, the Dafu ship and several escort ships of the Weaving Bureau entered Fujian Yuegang successively.

Zheng Haizhu couldn't take his eyes off it.

Although she had seen Yan Siqi's ship enter and set sail on Daishan Island before, the merchant ship that Li Dan allowed Yan Siqi to take out of Hirado Port was comparable in size to the official Ming ship used by Liu Shimin.

And Fan Polu, who was traveling far for the first time, was even more excited, feeling that his eyes were not enough.

"Sister Azhu, this month's harbor is so big, it's bigger than the shipyard in our hometown Ningbo, not to mention Wusongkou in Shanghai County."

Zheng Haizhu looked at the scene of thousands of sails like a forest in front of him, and the seven busy piers surrounding the crescent-shaped seawall.

After a while, she turned her head to Fan Polu and said with emotion: "Don't look down on your hometown Ningbo. Now you think that it has been abandoned and turned into a few small docks, but you know that during the time of Emperor Taizu, the three major tributary cities of our Ming Dynasty Ships, there is Ningbo. The battle of Ningbo Port in the past will not be inferior to that of Yuegang. However, the envoys of the Japanese envoys also fought for tribute in your hometown. In a fit of anger, Jiajing gave Ningbo Port to you. It’s sealed, and Fuzhou Shipping Department and Guangzhou Shipping Department were also blocked. Fortunately, Yuegang is open to the sea again.”

Fan Polu was sensitive and eager to learn, and asked inquisitively: "Then why, instead of reopening in Fuzhou, it was changed to Yuegang in Zhangzhou?"

Zheng Haizhu smiled, turned half of his body sideways, raised his face, and faced the damp sea breeze.

"Polu, look at this wind. Is it just enough to push a large sailboat into the port slowly? In the winter of my Ming Dynasty, the sea north of Fuzhou mostly blows northwest winds, and the sea far away from the land blows northeast winds. But Zhang Due to the different terrain in the spring area, even near the shore, the wind blows from the northeast, which is conducive to the entry of large ships. Lord Longqing Shengming, since the customs are reopened, we must make the best use of the port, so don't waste the long winter."

As she spoke, she raised her fingers again, as if she wanted to touch the beautiful shape of Dongfeng.

After Ma Xianglin told his own soldiers to guard Liu Shimin together with the Imperial Guards, he turned to the deck and heard the conversation between Zheng Haizhu and Fan Polu.

The young hero suddenly stopped and did not step forward to disturb him.

He just quietly looked at the seemingly ordinary figure standing against the wind, but his heart was slightly turbulent, and then he was relieved.

He is not the kind of self-righteous and contemptuous woman. He can't attribute Miss Zheng's narration to her little girlfriend with disdain, but he is familiar with his hometown in Zhangzhou.

To be knowledgeable is to be knowledgeable, as can be seen from the things that this woman pays attention to every day.

During this period of getting along, Ma Xianglin constantly realized that Miss Zheng was very different from them, no matter whether Xiaojiabiyu was a lady, or a female general like Hua Mulan like her mother.

Neither rich nor expensive, no martial arts, but Miss Zheng has a big heart.

So Ma Xianglin thought very seriously, even if he didn't worry that the senior and Liu Shimin would use Miss Zheng to blackmail him, would he really be willing to confine this woman in the back house?
If after she becomes a married woman, she continues to want to soar across the vast sea and sky, will she readily agree, and do she have the ability and desire to dance wings with her?
If you can't help each other, why bother to show your heart recklessly.

Before you think about these reasons and the future, let's take it lightly.

Ma Xianglin adjusted his Songjiang reed cotton robe.

Well, Yuegang is a really nice place, the wind has subsided and the chill is very little, so he can wear this favorite unlined garment again.

General Ma withdrew his reverie, coughed lightly, and said to Zheng Haizhu who turned around to see him: "Miss Zheng, go ashore."

……

Before Liu Shimin arrived at Yuegang, the eunuchs in charge of Nanjing Weaving and Hangzhou Weaving had already completed their missions of selling goods for the emperor in Yuegang.

As the admiral of Suzhou weaving, Liu Shimin's position is not under the admiral of Hangzhou. Therefore, the two dignitaries, the governor of Fujian and the inspector, the lord of Fantai and the lord of Taiwan, did not dare to go back to celebrate the New Year in advance, but stayed in Haicheng County to welcome them. Eunuch Liu.

It was already the sixth day of the first lunar month when Liu Shimin brought everyone ashore.

At the welcome banquet, after drinking for three rounds, Liu Shimin sincerely told the Fantai and the standard Taiwan to return to Fuzhou as soon as possible, and the prefect of Zhangzhou hurried back to Zhangzhou, in time for the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The vassals, the regulars, and the magistrates are all veterans in the officialdom, and they have each given Liu Shimin a thousand taels of money order as an annual gift, and they also know that Liu Shimin has some secret operations when he arrives in Yuegang.

Provincial and state officials, if they don't know how to stick to the small county town, will make all parties shy.

The three of them thanked Eunuch Liu for his sympathy, and then put on a straight face and ordered the county magistrate of Haicheng and the deputy envoy of Xunhai Road to listen to Eunuch Liu's instructions.

Ma Xianglin is a military commander, no matter how good his personal relationship with Liu Shimin is, he can't be at the banquet of civil servants.

But he still paid special attention to the actions of Cai Feng, the deputy envoy of Xunhai Road, during the welcome and send-off outside the banquet.

The deputy envoy of Xunhaidao, under the Yamen of the procuratorate, is a subordinate of the standard Taiwan, and patrols the coastline of the province all the year round.

Ships in Yuegang come in and out frequently, so it's not surprising that the Deputy Envoy of the Sea Patrol is stationed in Haicheng County to prevent pirates from smuggling or looting.

However, perhaps out of the sensitivity of professional soldiers, Ma Xianglin found that when Cai Xunshou saw Zheng Haizhu in the entourage, his eyes were wrong.

After the banquet, Ma Xianglin returned to the official post in Haicheng County. He saw Zheng Haizhu in the front yard under the light of the lantern, checking with the officials of the Weaving Bureau whether the silk, satin and cotton cloth were soaked in water, so he beckoned her to the corridor narrative.

"Miss Zheng, have you met Xunshou Cai before?"

"The Patrolman? Uh, I've never seen it before."

"He stared at you. Even though the venerables saw you, they took a few extra glances and asked Eunuch Liu if you were a female official in the palace. But Cai Xunshou was different. The strange thing was that he didn't find it strange. , and there is absolutely no offensive look out of proportion, just as if I know you."

"Ah?" Zheng Haizhu was taken aback.

She recalled the situation during the day, because she tried her best to behave like the ancients, she always looked down at the road, and it was true that she could not carefully observe the officials who came to greet her like Ma Xianglin.

Zheng Haizhu had a little understanding of the real job of patrolling sea routes in the Ming Dynasty. He vaguely remembered that Tan Lun, who recommended Qi Jiguang to the imperial court during Jiajing, had done sea patrolling routes in Fujian.

"Miss Zheng, Longxi County is not far from Haicheng County. Cai Xunshou, who often patrols the sea, has he seen you in Longxi County?"

Ma Xianglin seems to be very persistent in activating Zheng Haizhu's memory.

What he said made Zheng Haizhu feel a little nervous.

Could it be that this Mr. Cai had some connection with Miss Zheng's family where he enshrined his soul?
It wouldn't be so coincidental.

I want to teach God to know that if you give me the gold finger of Yan Siqi Bai Yueguang, the traverser, the fineness of gold is enough.

If there are a few more old people from Fujian, I, this fake Miss Zheng, what if I get out of hand?
Zheng Haizhu could only bite the bullet and deny: "General Ma, ordinary people in Longxi County, how can we deal with dignified patrols."

"Oh, that's right. Maybe we warriors are used to fighting like grass and trees, so we are too suspicious."

Ma Xianglin cupped his hands and said goodbye, looked up to see that the bright moon was already in the sky, then turned around and said softly: "Miss Zheng should also rest earlier, tomorrow I will go to see Fanshang with Liu Gonggong."