Jinyi Night Walk

Chapter 1038

The winter wind was strong and fierce, blowing the waves violently, and the huge waves slapped heavily on the hull, splashing a pile of foam.Uploaded by a netizen==

The sky was as cloudy as lead, and the sea water became more cloudy, with no clear blue or sky green. It was roaring and churning in a gloomy manner, and rows of giant waves kept rushing over and over again, knocking the battleship into a turmoil in the wind. There was a creaking scream in the Lang.

"Master Qianhu, we found some ship debris!"

"Catch it up!"

Soon, a piece of fishing net carried a pile of broken boards on the deck. The thousand households bent down, untied the fishing net with their own hands, and inspected each piece carefully. After a long while, they said dejectedly: "These broken boards are The materials on our Ming Navy ship."

A soldier next to him asked cautiously: "My lord, do you think it is..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Lord Qianhu stopped his nonsense sternly, and just as he stood up, the soldiers in the watchtower shouted loudly: "Master Qianhu, three warships are found ahead!"

Qianhu pressed the knife and asked, "Who are they? Ask them their identities!"

A semaphore was raised on the bow of the ship, and after a while, someone reported back: "My lord, you are from the Hangzhou Navy!"

Master Qianhu ordered: "Let's go!"

After a while, the ships of both sides approached, and a man in command uniform on the opposite ship put his hands into a horn and shouted loudly: "Are you a brother of the Liaodong Navy? Did you find anything?"

"We only found some pieces of the ship! What did the brothers of the Hangzhou Navy find?"

"We recovered a few corpses, but we haven't been able to find anyone to identify them yet. I don't know if they are people on the Duke's boat!"

The two sides communicated briefly, and the Qianhu official sighed, looked back to the east, and murmured: "Japan has also gone to sea to search for it according to the imperial order. I hope they can get something there."

Next to him, the little soldier said: "The Duke is so capable, he will definitely not die!"

Master Qianhu's face was seyin, and he said softly: "I hope so..."

The fleet of the Ming Dynasty going north encountered a huge wind and waves in the Strait of Japan, repeating the mistakes of the Yuan Dynasty's expedition to Japan a hundred years ago. The news of the entire army's annihilation has spread rapidly throughout the Ming Dynasty.

Liu Yujue went crazy after hearing the news. He inquired about the news everywhere, and after confirming that Xia Xun's news was unknown, he couldn't help crying, and then drank his sorrows with wine. He became a drunkard with red eyes, and none of his subordinates dared to approach him at this time.

It was late at night, and Liu Yujue was still drinking to soothe his sorrows. He slowly unfolded the "Map of Brocade Clothes Accompanied by Driving" that Xia Xun gave him, and looked at it slowly, tears falling on the map one by one .

He has never dared to unfold this painting, because although it was Yang Xu's gift to him, he was afraid of thinking of Luo Kedi, but now...

As the painting unfolded, Liu Yujue trembled and went to get the wine again, but because he couldn't hold the cup stably, all the wine spilled on the painting.This is a painting left to him by his elder brother!Liu Yujue hastily spilled the wine on the painting, took out a handkerchief and carefully dipped the wine stains left on the painting, suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something.

He held both ends of the painting scrolls, looked at them seriously, then lifted them up to look at the lights on the table, and then gently fumbled for the scrolls on both sides.

"Crack!" There was a soft sound, and the scrolls at both ends bounced off.

Both Luo Kedi and Xia Xun had spread many rumors about him, since they became suspicious, how could it be so difficult for this mere legal sect to stop him.

Liu Yujue stared at the painting in a daze for a long time before stretching out a hand to gently remove the painting. He was a little timid because he had already realized something.

The things in the interlayer appeared. Liu Yujue took out the three-layered list, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, and slowly opened it. A detailed list jumped into his eyes. Liu Yujue looked at the description, Looking at the list, his expression changed rapidly.

"The founding fathers are all gone, and only the princes of the six kingdoms of Jingnan are left. They are both relatives of the emperor and nobles. They have a pivotal position in the army and the court..."

"Lord Luo gave it to me before he left this world, and now I'll give it to you..."

"When I come back this time, I'm afraid I will seal the sword here, and enjoy myself with peace of mind..."

The words Xia Xun said came to his mind one by one, and Liu Yujue suddenly understood.

"Brother is not dead! Hahahaha..."

"Brother, why didn't you take me, why didn't you take me? Woooooo..."

There was a burst of laughter in the room, and then a burst of crying. The two Jinyi school captains guarding the corridor looked at each other and shook their heads in unison: "My lord and the duke have a deep brotherly relationship. I am so sad that I am a little unconscious."

"Why didn't you bring me with you? Do you think that I despise this official position? Do you know that the greatest happiness in my life is to be by your side. You are not here, what's the point of me doing these things?"

Tears were shining in Liu Yujue's eyes, and he confided in a low voice, moving the ball of silk cloth with the list to the candlelight.

Soon, the list turned into a ball of flames, and 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 braved the wind and smashed through the waves.

There are many small islands in this area, and sailors have to be careful because they worry that there are too many reefs nearby.

On the flagship, some of Xia Xun's family were resting in their own cabins, while others were sitting and chatting in the cabin. He walked in from the cabin, it seemed that he had just woken up, and his eyes were still a little sleepy.

When Yang Huaiyuan saw his father, he got up and rushed towards him, shouting, "Daddy, where are we going?"

Xia Xun bent down and picked him up, and said with a smile: "A place you have never been to, it's very interesting, do you want to go?"

"Yes! Yes! It's so boring to be bored at home all day!"

Yang Huaiyuan clapped his hands happily when he heard it was fun.

Xia Xun patted his butt with a smile, put him down, and said, "Go, take your younger siblings to play!"

Turning around, she asked Su Ying again, "How are the boats still safe?"

Peng Ziqi hurriedly said: "Ever since I killed some troublemakers and objectors and threw their bodies into the sea the first day, no one dared to publicly object again. Maybe some people were reluctant, but...they turned over No day."

Xia Xun nodded, and asked thank you again: "Oh, by the way, how is Li Jinglong, is he still on a hunger strike and crying?"

Tang Sai'er snatched the words of thanks, and said with a giggle, "He is eating now."

Xia Xun couldn't help sighing and said with a smile: "This man, what a real treasure! You sit down, and I'll go to the bow of the boat to have a look."

Ming'er hurriedly took a big cloak and put it on him, and said: "The bow of the boat is very windy, you just woke up, don't catch the wind and cold."

"Ok!"

Xia Xun patted his wife's little hand tenderly, and pulled the cabin, which was very obvious.

The cold wind blows at the bow of the ship, and the crew members are driving intently. After the tempering of the ocean voyage through the Eurasian continent, these sailors don't care about such wind waves. 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 still, looking around on the railing. Around this large ship, more than 100 giant ships braved the wind and broke through the waves, advancing synchronously in the direction he determined, which was very spectacular.

Xia Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly looked at the way he came with nostalgic and melancholy eyes. The water and sky there were so dark that there was no sign of land for a long time.

Someone once said that the death of the Ming Dynasty was due to the fate.

Because from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty to the 35th year of Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty, the global temperature dropped and entered the Little Ice Age, which caused the grain output of the Ming Dynasty to drop sharply. The fall of the Ming Dynasty.

Xia Xun didn't take this seriously. The death of the Ming Dynasty, the factor of natural disasters must be one of them, but it can never be the only factor.The Little Ice Age was not aimed at the land of Ming Dynasty. The whole world was covered by it. Who else would perish under its influence?

Why did the Li Dynasty of North Korea not die?Why didn't the Tokugawa shogunate in Japan die?Why was the Mughal Dynasty in India at its peak?Why did the Ottoman dynasty in Turkey and the Safawiye dynasty in Boss come to Japan for a long time?Why is Russia growing stronger?Why are Britain and France safe and sound?

Politics, economy, military affairs, culture, external factors, internal factors, countless conditions were intertwined at that time, and contradictions broke out concentratedly, which was the reason for its demise.But now, it has changed too much, whether it is external or internal.

It will become healthier and stronger, leading to the tragic scene that happened in the original history, too many causes have disappeared, and he believes that the country will last longer.

For thousands of years, it has been walking in front of the whole world, and it will still be in front of the world now.In the future, even if this dynasty is absent, this nation will not miss out on good opportunities and be left behind by the whole world because it closed its doors when the whole world is advancing by leaps and bounds.

It will still be at the forefront of the whole world!He believed that the future of Daming would no longer be the future he knew, it was full of variables and hope, and everything that would happen here would be a story he had never read before.

The cold wind was blowing, shaking his clothes, Xia Xun looked affectionately at his hometown again, and then turned his head to look in the direction he was driving.

Some people think that there is an endless sea to the east of the Sea of ​​Japan, but Xia Xun clearly knows, no!

The front is not an endless sea, but a vast and fertile land.

The distance there from Daming is far closer than they sailed to Europe, closer than they sailed to the Persian Gulf, and even closer than they sailed from Nanjing to Manga, which is Alaska.Well, it's not called Alaska now, and it probably won't be called that in the future.

He hasn't decided on a name for it yet, maybe it's better to leave this kind of thing to Xie Jin and those literati to worry about.

Xia Xun smiled slightly...

In the city of Beijing, in the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Di leaned on the kang, the kang under him was scorching hot, a camel wool blanket was put on his legs, and there was a brazier in front of him, but his old cold legs were still sore.

Jiang Yan, the commander of the Tianjin navy, told the news that they searched the sea and found nothing. After hearing this, Zhu Di was silent for a long time, and waved his hands lightly. Jiang Yan hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Zhu Di picked up two secret memorials and rubbed them gently with his aged palms. They were memorials written by Dongchang Muen and Jinyi Wei Sai Ha Zhixun on the whereabouts of Fang Fuguo.

Seeing his expression, Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor, hurriedly said: "The accident of the Duke is really God's will, and the grandfather still puts the country and the country as the most important thing, so don't ruin your body..."

Zhu Di took a deep look at him, smiled faintly, threw the two secret performances into the brazier, and said sadly: "There is always a feast that never ends..."

The memorial was burning blazingly in the brazier, 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, Zhu Di murmured: "I have always liked the winter in the north, but now, even the winter in the north is so hard, I am old, really old..."

"Grandfather?"

Zhu Di didn't answer, he just wrapped the quilt tightly around his body. At this moment, he was no different from an ordinary old man who was frail and afraid of the cold...

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