Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1186 Riding the Wind

  Many of the officials were old and dizzy.

  Actually... They are not worried about the danger of this trip.

  Such a big ship is not sailing towards the deep sea, so it will not sink if you think about it.

   As for going to fight the Francois ships.

this…

   This is a joke!

   They have already left Dengzhou and headed south, not to mention that it is a fast ship, even if it is a ship of the Ningbo Navy, it will not be caught up.

  So, the so-called attack this time is more symbolic.

   It is equivalent to His Majesty not being angry at what the Spaniards did, and declaring to the world that since then, the Spaniards have become Ming's mortal enemies.

  But...Even so, this is still against the rules.

  Fang Jifan's attitude is very arrogant.

  How can you say **** off?

   To be honest, this boat is rolling and going to sea.

   Do you, Fang Jifan, still have a conscience? You lent the old man a loan, took away the old man’s coffin book, and bought your house. Do you still want the old man to die?

  Everyone looked at each other, each face twitching faintly.

  Be patient.

  When someone’s father died, death is the most important thing.

  At this time, being serious with a person whose father died will only lower your status.

  So...

  Fang Jifan has already left, big guy, he has no temper at all.

   In the cabin.

  Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao stared at the chart. On the ship, dozens of staff officers were calculating with their pens. They calculated the fuel situation and the voyage.

  Zhu Houzhao held a long and thin stick in his hand, and kept tapping it in various sea areas.

  Fang Jifan stared at the direction where the stick pointed, he looked very calm.

"According to the calculation, it is possible to catch up. We hang the jib, which can save a lot of fuel. In addition, we have spare coal in the ballast at the bottom of the bilge... Enough to persist until Quanzhou...Of course, This is under the condition that everything is going smoothly, if there is a headwind, it will be uncertain."

"And the ships of the Frangji people are faster than the ships of the Ningbo Navy. The report said that they could not catch up. In my opinion, it is a bit exaggerated..." Zhu Houzhao said, putting down the stick in his hand , began to bend down, holding a charcoal brush and began to count, and finally raised his head: "Old Fang, if we can catch up before noon the day after tomorrow, the big thing will be settled."

  Fang Jifan nodded and nodded: "Let all the sailors and gunners rest now, they will be busy then."

  Zhu Houzhao dropped the pen and said, "Old Fang, don't worry, no matter what, we will avenge you."

   "What kind of revenge?" Fang Jifan said flatly.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Father's hatred."

  Fang Jifan's face was numb: "My father is not dead yet. Look, is there a message from Huangjinzhou? If my father passes away, there will definitely be a message. This battle is not a personal enmity, but a public one!"

  Zhu Houzhao really wanted to explain, based on his many years of experience in operating on people, more than 30 cuts must be dead. According to Zhu Houzhao's serious temper, he must be more serious.

   After thinking about it, he shook his head, forget it.

The huge ship headed south all the way, the sky dimmed, and then, it greeted the dawn of the morning, ushered in the scorching sun, and the sea was surging. Following the established route, the chimney kept rolling black smoke. The huge hull, in the Between the sea and the sky, go at full speed.

  In just one day, dozens of people fell down.

  These people were vomiting and diarrhea, and they were all carried into the silkworm cabin in the boat to rest.

   Even those who haven’t fallen down are all sick.

  This pair of old bones, I'm afraid I have to explain it here.

  People encourage each other and lament each other.

  Emperor Hongzhi is in the cabin. This is the command cabin, which is not small, but His Majesty is here. Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao have no choice but to roll to other cabins to set combat objectives.

   Fortunately, there is also tea in the boat.

  Emperor Hongzhi drank tea, Xiao Jing stood aside.

   Li Dongyang has already gone to Jamsil. Xie Qian is from the south of the Yangtze River, but he is good at water and can maintain a little demeanor of a court minister, but the so-called demeanor is also very limited, and his face is still pale.

  Military Minister Ma Wensheng also knelt on one side, and some ministers such as Liang Chu, all of them knelt silently.

  Emperor Hongzhi took a sip of tea.

  He is very proud.

   I didn't get seasick.

  I have been on the boat for more than a day, and I am still not used to it, but I can understand the hardships of these boatmen and sailors.

   "Qing and others can't stay just in the boat. It's hard, but these boatmen and sailors have been drifting in the sea all year round, but they still need to work hard. How can they survive?"

   Some ridicule left all the officials speechless.

   "Your Majesty, it has been more than a day at sea, isn't it time to return?" Ma Wensheng couldn't help saying.

  Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "Where is the boat going now?"

   "This..." Everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.

  For this...you have no idea, only know that everyone is on the boat, life on the boat is very difficult, other...

Emperor Hongzhi was a little speechless, but he couldn't say anything more, especially the death of Lord Lu and the attack in Dengzhou, which made him annoyed and had nowhere to vent, so he raised his head and glared at Xiao Jing: "You don't want to be angry either. Know?"

  Xiao Jing hurriedly bowed down: "Slave... Slave..." Although he wanted to talk nonsense, but after thinking about it, even nonsense words are poor in this sea: "Slave doesn't know."

   "What are you doing to eat!" Emperor Hongzhi said angrily, "What use do I want you for?"

  Xiao Jing's face was ashen-colored in shock, and he hurriedly said: "Servant, servant, just go and ask."

  Emperor Hongzhi sternly said: "Ask? Everyone is busy, and your feet don't touch the ground. What are you doing? Are you making trouble?"

  Xiao Jing didn't dare to say anything anymore, he knelt down obediently, whatever he loved, eighteen years later, he was a good **** again.

  Ma Wensheng wanted to say something, but he hesitated to say something, forget it, let’s not say it.

  The meals on board are tasteless.

  This thing is too crude.

  In the middle of the night, many people tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. After all, in the dead of night, the vibration and noise from the ship were too loud.

  Sometimes, it is unavoidable that some people worry about the sky, if a wave hits, wouldn't they just die for no reason.

   In the midst of this anxiety, I barely fell asleep, and the next day, I was awakened by countless trumpets.

   All the officials came to the cabin obediently, they couldn't stand it any longer, and all together, they had to ask His Majesty to make an order to return to the voyage.

  Dozens of ministers have arrived in the command cabin.

  Emperor Hongzhi's face was also not good, after all... the boat was too tormented.

All the ministers saluted, and Ma Wensheng was the first to say: "Your Majesty, it has been more than two days. I can't bear to wait... I beg your majesty to be considerate of your ministers and return to the voyage. Besides, when your majesty is sailing, the capital must be anxious." , although there is Mr. Liu in the cabinet, but the ministers... are worried about the people of the world..."

  Emperor Hongzhi sat blankly in the cabin, he seemed a little lost in thought, the death of Duke Lu seemed to have touched him something.

"Back then, the Duke of Lu just sat on a boat, crossed thousands of miles of oceans, and traveled for an unknown number of days before he arrived at the Golden Continent. Wait, wait, that's it for only two days. Then...Duke Lu...on the way, How much did you suffer?"

  The ministers were silent.

"It's just..." Ma Wensheng gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty's order to attack is to annihilate the Spanish invading enemy, but... Your Majesty, how can they catch up? The Spanish fast ship, the fast ship of the Ningbo Navy, still chases after them What's more, they set off from Dengzhou, while the ministers and others set off from Tianjin Wei. How far is the distance in the middle? If there is a thorn in the throat, I have to say, Your Majesty...Fran's plane can't catch up, and Qi Guogong wants to catch up. This is because his father passed away, and he became irrational because he was full of hatred for the country and the family. And for that, but...it doesn't help, what's the point?"

After hearing Ma Wensheng's words, all the officials nodded one after another: "Yes, if you can catch up, you should try your best to catch up, but the distance is too far. Judging from the reports of Quanzhou and Ningbo, the Fran's machine boat came from here. Going like the wind, Your Majesty...can no longer be obsessed."

  Everyone tried hard to persuade.

  Emperor Hongzhi also smiled wryly.

  Actually, why didn't he know that it was simply impossible to catch up.

  The reason why he agreed to Fang Jifan's request was just to comfort him, and at the same time, to vent his anger towards the Spaniards.

   This time, the Spaniard slapped himself hard. The slap was very painful, and it is still hot.

  Emperor Hongzhi just couldn't swallow this breath.

Of course, if he could catch up, Emperor Hongzhi wouldn't be able to bring all the officials with him. He is the Son of Heaven, so even if he wanted to take the risk to fight the Franji, he would definitely have someone drag the prince off the boat. Let the prince supervise the country and order all the officials to **** him back to the capital.

  Emperor Hongzhi fell into silence. He weighed in his heart for a long time and sighed: "Call the prince and the Duke of Qi."

   Ma Wensheng and the others were delighted.

  I already knew that I couldn't catch up. You see, I have been chasing for more than two days, and I haven't even seen a ghost. Finally... I can go home.

go home…

   These two words are very kind to them. It turns out that as long as this person goes into the sea, he will have an unclear obsession with returning home.

  Xiao Jing hurriedly set off, preparing to summon the crown prince and Fang Jifan.

  He just got to the hatch.

  Suddenly, outside, the bell rang loudly.

   Suddenly, the entire ship seemed to be boiling.

   In the distance, there was a roar.

   "Find a thief, find a thief, southeast, southeast!"

   "Prepare, prepare, His Royal Highness orders, all staff are on alert, ready to fight, sailors and gunners return to the cabin!"

   "Drop the canvas, drop the canvas!"

  Xiao Jing's calf trembled, and he suddenly started shivering.

He saw that on the deck, people who used to be walking briskly changed to jogging all of a sudden. Everyone was frantically jogging towards their posts. On the mast, the watching sailors were constantly facing down. With a semaphore.

  Damn it... I really caught up...

  (end of this chapter)