Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 459 No regrets until death

  Fang Jinglong's matter is indeed big or small.

  Emperor Hongzhi thought about it, he was too lazy to care about Zhu Houzhao's nonsense, and pondered for a moment: "Let's make an order, and see the effect."

   This is already a great tolerance.

  In the Han Dynasty, the emperor ordered the ministers to commit suicide.

  But I don't know why the emperor warned so much, or the ministers are thick-skinned.

  General reprimand is only equivalent to staying in school for probation.

  Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "I should also congratulate you, you have one more brother..."

   "..."

  Fang Jifan's heart sank.

  Happy.

  When I heard the news just now, I was still a little messy in the wind.

   Following the congratulations, Fang Jifan was a little dazed.

  Probably, countless people want to see a joke.

  This is also understandable.

  Why can’t my father marry a stepmother? Why can’t I have a baby after marrying a stepmother?

  This is human ethics.

  How much hardship he suffered for himself.

  I thought that after coming to Guizhou, the string in my mind became loose. What's the matter?

   I, Fang Jifan, still want to have a girlfriend and marry a wife?

  Looking at many people looking at me with a bit of a weird smile.

Fang Jifan really smiled: "Your Majesty's congratulations are not worthy of me, but... I am overjoyed when I hear that my father is happy. I am very happy. Why don't you hold a banquet at the mansion for a few days? Your Majesty If you can condescend and have a glass of water and wine, I will be grateful."

   "..."

   Everyone looked at Fang Jifan, and saw Fang Jifan's cheerful look.

   A little confused.

   Logically speaking...

   Well, this guy is a person with brain disease, how can he use reason to deal with it.

   Actually wanted to hold a banquet, and asked the emperor to go.

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I don't have to go."

  This is a matter of principle, if you really go, it’s okay, wouldn’t you still encourage Fang Jinglong’s shamelessness to have **** with a criminal?

  This matter should be warned, and it should be warned.

  Fang Jifan looked regretful: "That's it..."

  This time, instead, Emperor Hongzhi fell into a passive position.

  When Fang Jifan came out of the warm pavilion, Fang Jifan was in a hurry, and Zhu Houzhao chased him out like crazy: "Old Fang, old Fang...Are you unhappy?"

   "Happy." Fang Jifan said.

  Zhu Houzhao held Fang Jifan's shoulders, and the mission shook: "Obviously you have a sullen face."

   "No." Fang Jifan grinned slowly, and a smile gradually appeared in his brows and eyes.

   "Don't be afraid!" Zhu Houzhao patted Fang Jifan's shoulder: "What are you afraid of? Don't you still have my brother? Go, eat whale meat."

  The whale meat was sent along with Tang Yin's letter.

   Don't eat for nothing.

  Fang Jifan was actually a little bit at a loss for this sudden news.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Old Fang, in fact, it's time for you to marry a wife and have a baby." He stared at Fang Jifan, probably thinking in his heart that if Fang Jifan gave birth to a baby, it might make Fang Jifan feel better.

  Fang Jifan smiled: "Does Your Highness have any candidates?"

  Zhu Houzhao thought for a while: "Wei Guogong has a granddaughter..."

  Fang Jifan shook his head: "I like gentle women..."

  Zhu Houzhao said blindly: "According to what I said, it's all fake. When the lights are dark, they all look the same."

   As he spoke, he blushed.

  Fang Jifan suddenly thought of something: "Why doesn't Your Highness have a baby?"

   "I..." Zhu Houzhao remained silent.

  The prince lives in the East Palace, out of the idea of ​​passing on the family line, once he reaches adulthood, in fact, at the age of thirteen, the palace will select a group of beautiful women to serve the prince in the East Palace.

  People in this era have a relatively short life span, and men bear the responsibility of carrying on the family line. Therefore, in order to prosper the descendants, Zhu Houzhao is the prince, and the emperor only has such a son... The result...naturally can be imagined...

  Historically, Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao did not have a son.

So…

   Which aspect went wrong?

  Fang Jifan asked this on purpose, quite tentatively.

  Zhu Houzhao hesitated to speak.

  Fang Jifan deliberately laughed: "Your Highness..."

   "Nonsense, let's talk about you first."

   "I..." Fang Jifan said optimistically, "I want to find a different woman. All the women in the world can't compare to her."

   "Did you find it?" Zhu Houzhao became curious.

   "I found it." Fang Jifan said.

  Zhu Houzhao squinted his eyes: "I will hire you on your behalf."

  Fang Jifan shook his head: "Forget it."

   "And why?" Zhu Houzhao was at a loss.

  Fang Jifan sighed: "I...my disciples haven't been taught well yet, I have to teach them well. After getting married, they will become like children without a father."

   Zhu Houzhao felt that his brain was not enough.

  Always unable to make a turn.

  ...

   Champa.

  There is no huge port here, so the fleet can only anchor in the open sea, and then order people to go ashore by boat and paddle to buy supplies.

  Hearing that an envoy from the Ming Dynasty had arrived, many people flocked to the beach to watch from afar.

  Xu Jing did not land.

He locked himself in the cabin, he got used to the dampness and shaking in the cabin, and he also got used to the sound of rushing water under his feet, and soon, when he landed in Quanzhou, he took a deep breath, got rid of distracting thoughts, and landed Before, he needed to plan a reliable port along the route.

   As long as a ship sails, it must have sufficient fresh water and food supplies. There are also many ships that need to be repaired along the way. If there are no supply points along the way, it will not be possible.

  For example, if a fleet departs from Quanzhou and travels southward for thousands of miles, at this time the food in the ship has run out, so it must be replenished before it runs out.

   There is nothing serious about a small fleet like myself, after all, there are not many supplies, but what about a large fleet?

  And like the **** of Sanbao, 20,000 to 30,000 people go to sea at every turn, with hundreds of ships?

   Then, where to stop and how to replenish have become a big problem.

  He marked them one by one.

   The first stop is naturally Champa, after Champa, where should it be?

  The location of the resupply should be negotiated with other countries so that they can make preparations early, or, Ming can solve this problem by himself.

   After all, many countries are weak and poor, and it is unrealistic for them to search for so much fresh water and food.

  The reason for bringing so many envoys this time...is these questions.

  He was in the boat again and again, negotiating with the envoys of various countries. The envoys of various countries, holding their own thoughts, negotiated with Xu Jing.

  In order to facilitate communication, Xu Jing deliberately asked his good brother Wang Xizuo to be on another ship temporarily, nominally saying that Wang Xizuo needs to watch over the food ship.

  Dozens of countries along the way have different attitudes toward Ming.

  Some have only heard of the Great Ming Kingdom from their ancestors at all, and they have no idea what this Great Ming is like, so naturally, they have reservations about such a request.

There are also some, who have been threatened by the big cannibals or Franji, they know that Ming Dynasty does not have too much ambition for their territory, at least... far more gentle than the big cannibals and Franji, but they are very If you are willing, give some land to allow the Ming people to control Dashi and Franji, and they can't wait for it.

   What’s more, it’s more like a tribe than a country, and they haven’t formed a concept of the country at all. Before Xu Jing spoke, they nodded and gave as much as they wanted, but it wasn’t their own.

   There are also major countries such as Annan and Siam, but they are obviously vigilant about this, ambiguous about it, and even directly opposed it.

   What a... headache.

  Xu Jing secretly recorded the general attitudes of all countries, and then, how to prescribe the right medicine is not in a hurry.

He walked out of the cabin, stood on the deck, and looked at the far-reaching horizon. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "Master... what is he doing? Is he... okay? It's been two years, it's been two years In the past two years, I haven’t missed a single day of my mentor, and my mentor must be like this. My mentor... I’m coming back with a full load. Take a look at these ships. I’ve brought envoys from dozens of countries. Many craftsmen from Shiguo and Franji brought countless seeds they collected, and brought back a new air route, which can lead directly to the ends of the earth...I also brought myself back, I am still alive, I want to come ...For a mentor, how many craftsmen, how many seeds, or how many envoys are, are not as important as the students come back alive. Teacher... I, Xu Jing, kept my promise and went all the way to the west. Students... For the past two years, I have not been able to serve my mentor. I am really ashamed of my teacher..."

   Tears wet the skirt of his clothes again.

  When people leave their homeland, their longing will multiply, and the closer they are to their hometown, the longing will grow geometrically.

  Xu Jing slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the blowing of the sea breeze, which dried the tears in the corners of his eyes, forming tear stains.

  It's a pity that his bronze complexion has made the tears disappear.

  He only pursed his dry lips, patted the side of the boat hard, and turned around, but Yang Jian stood behind him at some point.

   "Editor Xu."

   Xu Jing nodded.

  Yang Jian sighed: "We... will return to our hometown soon."

   Xu Jing nodded.

  Yang Jian smiled bitterly: "Has Editor Xu thought about his own life?"

"what?"

"The voyage this time is for exploration, but next, the imperial court needs to go to the Western Sea again and again. Xu editor has rich sailing experience, and he is also humble. In the future, the imperial court cannot do without you and me, and in this life, we are afraid You're going to be adrift on this sea."

   Xu Jing nodded.

   "It's really scary..." Yang Jian looked depressed; "I'm almost home, I'm so happy, but I can't imagine that we will go to the sea again in a short time, so I can't tell... how uncomfortable..."

Xu Jing smiled: "What is there to be afraid of? As you said, this is our destiny. Since our destiny is like this, we should do our duty in a down-to-earth manner. The sea is full of dangers. If we don't go into the sea, there will naturally be others Going into the sea, if we don’t take this step, should we let our children and grandchildren take this step again? My teacher has always taught me that the four words of family, country and world, family country and world, are easy to say. It is difficult to do it for the rest of my life. I have the teachings of my mentor, fearless, and I have to go to the ocean for the second time, and the third time, so that the whole picture of the world will be displayed in front of my Daming, and I will search for everything in the world. , to fill the treasury of the Ming Dynasty, this is my wish, for this, even if one day, I will be buried in the belly of a fish, and I will have no regrets until my death!"

  (end of this chapter)