In the weird second dimension of killing gods

There is folk culture like the Goddess of Heaven, as well as serious Taoist priests casting spells, eunuchs who know Buddhist martial arts, even Malays who believe in the laws of heaven, and Seljuq translators who are proficient in multiple languages.

Under the scorching sun.

Huo Xia walked into the Tianfei Temple.

He first bowed deeply to the statue of the Heavenly Queen and prayed silently in his heart.

Then, his gaze slowly shifted to Zheng He, who was standing with his hands behind his back. The world-famous navigator was now gazing at the scene inside the temple.

"Godfather, I'm here."

Huo Xia waved at Zheng He.

Zheng He nodded slightly. He did not care much about these red tapes. What mattered more was the belief in his heart and his awe of the ocean.

"No need to be polite."

His tone was gentle but powerful, and he first tested Huo Xia's homework.

Huoxia answered all the questions one by one.

Zheng He nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Huo Xia with more satisfaction. Then he asked, "One last question. Do you know why His Majesty the Emperor is sailing to the West with such fanfare?"

Of course it was to find Emperor Jianwen!

Huo Xia wanted to answer like this, but he kept it to himself and said with a smile: "Besides Emperor Taizong of Tang and Emperor Shizu of Yuan, the only monarch with great talent and strategy in the world is Emperor Yongle."

"Your Majesty did not hesitate to mobilize so much national strength to go to the West, just to expand the territory and establish the tribute system of the Ming Dynasty."

“The Tang Dynasty was strong because of the Silk Road; the Yuan Dynasty achieved hegemony by relying on the Eurasian steppes in the north.”

"If the Ming Dynasty wants to expand to the southwest, the only way is by sea."

"Besides, the profits from the sea are quite substantial. Your Majesty wants to open the Grand Canal, move the capital to Beiping, build temples, divide the U-Tsang and Phagmodrupa, set up the Jiaozhi Xuanwei Office, personally conquer the northern desert, and compile the Yongle Encyclopedia..."

“These all cost money.”

"Now the maritime trade of the Ming Dynasty is monopolized by His Majesty the Emperor. The endless wealth from the sea falls into His Majesty's hands. This is how so many great undertakings can be accomplished without wasting money and labor."

"So, going to the Western Ocean is the best thing in the world!"

Hearing this, Zheng He nodded with satisfaction: "I am very happy that you have such insight. It would be great if the scholars in the court also had your insight."

Huo Xia gave a polite smile, but she disagreed in her heart.

Of course the civil servants opposed the voyage!

The administrative agency for tribute trade, the Sibosi, was responsible for supervising the affairs, and the fleet sailing to the West was also responsible for supervising the affairs.

The entire maritime trade was monopolized by the emperor alone.

Moreover, Zhu Di shamelessly demanded that "not a single piece of wood should be put to sea."

This way of eating is really ugly.

If that were the case, it would be bearable.

As a result, the money for forming the Western Ocean Fleet was paid by the national treasury. Not only did Zhu Di not share the money, he did not even intend to repay the capital.

They even used foreign goods to pay salaries and issued treasure notes indiscriminately.

It was tolerable if Zhu Di was the emperor. After all, Zhu Di lived a simple life and all the money he earned was spent on state affairs.

If it were Zhu Zhanji, who knows whether he would use the money to fight crickets or to collect young girls from North Korea...

Not to mention the weirdos behind.

If he were an official in the court, he would also oppose the voyage to the West.

Huo Xia thought so in his heart, but said: "Father, why should you get angry with these corrupt scholars who have never seen the vast sky and have only seen the sky in the four corners of the yard?"

Zheng He hummed and asked again: "Since you know that the most important purpose of sailing to the West is to trade wealth, how do you think we can ensure the maritime interests of the Ming Dynasty?"

Huo Xia said: "Of course we have to control the maritime trade routes."

Zheng He nodded and said, "The sea is vast, but there are also navigation routes. Since there are routes, there must be checkpoints. What is the most important checkpoint?"

"The Strait of Malacca." Huo Xia replied.

Zheng He asked: "Besides this?"

Huo Xia thought for a moment and said, "Sri Lanka. Whether going to Calicut or Bangladesh, you need to go through Ceylon (Sri Lanka)."

Zheng He sneered and said, "Before I sailed to the West, there was a big pirate named Chen Zuyi in Malacca who collected tolls from merchant ships. The King of Ceylon, Alejandra, collected 30% of the customs duties from merchant ships."

"In addition, Hormuz of the Black Sheep Dynasty controls the Persian Gulf, and Mocha of Adam (Yemen) prohibits merchant ships from the East from entering the Red Sea..."

"I will get rid of them all sooner or later."

Hearing this, Huo Xia flipped through the "identity book" in his mind before confirming it.

"This time we are going to mobilize our forces against the Regent of the Kingdom of Ceylon, Alekunaier."

Hearing this, Zheng He nodded and said, "Ceylon's location is very important. Our trade with India must go through Ceylon, and that Yalekunaier was disrespectful to Your Majesty before."

"I kindly gave him Ming tea and silk, but he just gave me some gems as a thank you gift to get by with it."

"He was crowned king, but he refused to kneel. It was only after the monk next to him reminded him that he knelt down reluctantly to accept the decree."

"I saw that he was full of resentment, so I proposed to pay homage to the Buddha's tooth relic. He had the audacity to refuse several times. After finally seeing the Buddha's tooth relic, he dared to ask me why, as a Buddhist disciple, I didn't pay homage!"

When Zheng He talked about the feud with Yalie Kunail, he gritted his teeth and was obviously very angry.

In this era, Ming Dynasty was the only country with an organized maritime force, and the Ming Dynasty's fleet was simply an aircraft carrier fleet in this era.

When seeing the "aircraft carrier fleet" approaching their doorsteps, most monarchs of countries would kneel down immediately.

Even if I feel resentment, I dare not show it.

Zheng He had always been arrogant in Southeast Asia, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

Huo Xia chuckled, "Hmmmm," giving a subtle smirk.

Suddenly I feel that the fickleness of these people in modern Southeast Asia is not incomprehensible. After all, the white people in Europe have only bullied them for two hundred years. Guess who was bullying them the rest of the time?

Han people don't colonize...

No.

Government factories, Xuanweisi, and Governor's Office can all be considered immigrants if rounded off.

Otherwise, could it be that the Chinese who were massacred in later generations grew out of the soil?

If you think about it this way, wasn’t the Ming Dynasty during the Yongle period just an expansionist colonial empire?

Imperialism is actually me!

Zheng He took a breath and said, "In short, this mobilization to Ceylon is also an important operation. I originally planned to lead two thousand elite cavalry in person and let you stay on the ship, but I think this is also an opportunity that you cannot miss."

"Missed what?"

"Of course it's the Buddha's power to cleanse your marrow." Zheng He smiled and patted Huo Xia on the shoulder. "You are lucky to have this opportunity. The Buddha's tooth relic can transform you. After that, you will learn the Six Divine Skills and make rapid progress."

Zheng He immediately told Huo Xia about the many benefits of the Buddha's tooth relic.

After listening to this, Huo Xia couldn't help but ask a question. He asked: "The Ming Dynasty is making such a big fuss. Could it be that they are greedy for the Buddha's tooth relic?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zheng He narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "We are going there with friendship. We are going there to spread the teachings of the Ming Dynasty, reward these small countries with treasures, and promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty!"

Huo Xia was silent for a while, then said seriously: "Godfather is right."

Chapter 14 The plan was perfect

In the Tianfei Temple.

Zheng He said to Huo Xia: "I will teach you the Six Divine Secrets next."

"This Qigong book was lost during the Three Wu Persecutions against Buddhism, leaving only a few words behind."

"Later, Junior Master and Your Majesty compiled the Yongle Encyclopedia, gathering martial arts from all over the world and extracting their essence, which led to the current Six Divine Secrets."

The Shao Shi refers to Daoyan, the black-robed prime minister during the Yongle Dynasty.

Daoyan's name was "Yao Guangxiao".

He was a high monk at that time, but he had a bit of an evil nature. He supported Zhu Di in raising an army to quell the rebellion, and was also the top alchemist around Zhu Di.

Zheng He was also a disciple of Daoyan and received the Bodhisattva precepts.

"Young Master was not good at Qigong, but he saw that Prince Han was born with supernatural powers and didn't want him to waste his talent, so he found half of the "Six Gods Secret" in the stomach of a white ape behind Wudang Mountain and taught it to Prince Han."

Having said this, Zheng He paused.

"Although His Royal Highness the Prince of Han has made great contributions, it is a pity that the Junior Master said that he is not destined to be an emperor. If we force him to be the crown prince, I am afraid there will be bloodshed."

"Your Majesty didn't believe it at first, and wanted to wait a while, so that Prince Han could make more achievements, and then find an opportunity to make him the crown prince."

"How do you know..."

"A warning from heaven nearly cost the King of Han his life."

"Fortunately, the young master used magic to divert the disaster to the traitor Fang Xiaoru."

"Overnight, all nine members of Fang Xiaoru's clan died, and even his students were affected. More than 400 people died overnight."

Speaking of this, Zheng He showed a look of regret.

Huo Xia's eyes moved slightly.

Zheng He was actually a hidden member of the Han Wang Party.

The situation in the Ming Dynasty's court is really complicated. I don't know if I can escape safely when I arrive in Nanjing a year later.

Zheng He regained his temper and continued, "There are six moves in the Six Divine Art, namely, Vajra Power, Arhat Foot, Bodhisattva Wisdom, Wrath of the Vidyaraja, Chaos of Avalokitesvara, and Tears of Tathagata. The last move, 'Tears of Tathagata', is said to be able to curse Tathagata and make the gods and Buddhas bleed."

"You should take advantage of this time to learn this martial art well."

"When we get to Ceylon, I will let you receive the Buddha's tooth relic to cleanse your marrow. You can also take this opportunity to practice the Six Gods Technique to receive the Buddha's power and improve your internal strength."

"The last stop this time is Hormuz."

"When I return to Ming from Hormuz, I will use my connections to give you a position as a student in the Imperial Academy."

"Then you can take part in the imperial examination."

"You can also ask the King of Han for advice. You are also learning the Six Divine Skills, and he will surely give you some pointers."

"If the King of Han inherits the throne in the future, you, as my adopted son, can inherit the cause of sailing to the West."

"If the crown prince succeeds to the throne, you will have been promoted through the imperial examination, and you will have some face among the civil officials. The Maritime Customs will eventually have to do business on the sea..."

"Although you will be controlled by others, your abilities will not be wasted."

Zheng He arranged Huo Xia's future in just a few words.

After stopping talking, Zheng He looked at Huo Xia and found that he was stunned at this moment. He frowned and asked, "Do you have any other ideas about my arrangement?"

"No..." Huo Xia came back to his senses and pretended to be deeply moved, "It's just that my foster father always thinks about me. I really don't know how to repay him."

Upon hearing this, Zheng He was silent for a while, opened his lips as if he wanted to say something, but still said nothing.

He just patted Huo Xia on the shoulder.

In the following days, no matter how immersed Zheng He was in the heavy sea sailing mission, whether facing the baptism of strong winds and huge waves, or the long journey guided by the stars, he would squeeze out precious time and patiently teach Huo Xia all his martial arts.

Although Huo Xia's talent in martial arts was not outstanding, and could even be said to be quite mediocre, his path to improvement seemed particularly difficult and slow.

However, Zheng He did not show any disappointment or impatience.

Every punch and kick of Huo Xia seemed to be fighting against the limitations of his own qualifications, but his indomitable spirit stood like a reef in the turbulent ocean, refusing to give in easily.

Although in the past two months, he had only gained a glimpse of the path of martial arts and had barely touched the threshold.

Zheng He saw it all and felt very relieved.

At least my adopted son is willing to work hard.

This is better than many people.

For Zheng He, it was a great fortune to have an adopted son who admired and respected him from the bottom of his heart and wanted to inherit his mantle and career.