The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Fang Jifan seemed to see a group of coyotes that had just been weaned, and howlly exposed their deciduous teeth.

This is what he wants.

One article per day, eight shares, cultivated endurance, to maximize human potential.

In the academy, living with farmers and eating and drinking with them is to make them experience the hardships. It is not enough to brush the questions. You have to pour the toilet yourself, and you have to learn to communicate with people.

Occasionally, they will be taken to shoot, let them fly ball, glance at the great rivers and mountains, this is to cultivate their ambition, tell them that some things are not available on the desk, things that are not available on the desk, just from Get it right away.

Even, they have to farm, this is to let them know where the rice came from, so as not to make a joke about why not eat meat emulsion.

These people in Xishan Academy are like gyros every day. Under this huge high pressure, they fully exert their potential.

They have the foundation of new learning and deeply agree with the theory of unity of knowledge and action. They use eight-legged text as their knocking brick. They can ride and shoot, they can fencing. Here in Xishan, they know where the ore is excavated from the ground How to grow food, they have eaten the bitterness that others cannot eat, and they are gritty.

Fang Jifan is very satisfied with this training.

On the same day, camping barbecues, a group of campfires lit up, and the legs of a fat sheep rested on the campfire. The boiled oil dripped into the campfire, and the students took the daggers and took the lamb legs. Cut the slices of roasted golden meat, and then the apprentice presented the tenderest part to his teacher. The younger brother presented the best part to his brother, and Ouyang Zhi, carrying the plate, put the leg of lamb The essence of the meat was sent to Fang Jifan.

"Teacher, eat."

Fang Jifan said: "Have you put thirteen incense?"

"Release."

"Is it spicy?"

"Yes."

Fang Ji nodded his head, first sipped a cup of tea, looked at the bonfire outside, and his heart was warm, the children and grandchildren were full, no, Tao Li Man Tian, ​​it was really a pleasant thing.

After eating a bite of lamb, he couldn't help shaking his head, so he learned to be a reader, and happily exclaimed: "Buff! It's so tender, so much so!"

Ouyang Zhili stood aside. No matter what the teacher said, he was used to it, just staring at the flames outside, dazed.

Fang Jifan said: "You eat too."

"Oh, oh." Ouyang Zhi nodded a moment later, thinking for a while, but said: "The students serve the teacher first."

Fang Jifan enjoys it very fast. This lamb is incomparable to Mr. Wen's cooking. The important thing is to eat an atmosphere.

Fang Jifan said: "Good boy, what are you thinking?"

"..."

Ouyang Zhi was expressionless and seemed to ponder for a moment: "Students are thinking how good it would be if Brother Xu and Tang Tang were here."

Fang Jifan said: "Which Brother Xu?"

Ouyang Zhidao: "Xu Jing Brother Xu."

Fang Jifan dropped his chopsticks and sighed with emotion: "The guy Xu Jing valued him most for the teacher. He traveled so far and didn't know where he was. The teacher kept thinking about him all the time."

"Hey ..." The First Empire of China

"Has it been half a year since Xu Jing went to sea?" Fang Jifan reflected the flames of the campfire outside.

"Teacher, it has been 152 days on the sea." Ouyang Zhidao said.

Fang Jifan said: "When you parted, it was like yesterday. You, you have to learn a lot from him."

"Yes."

Fang Jifan picked up the thin meat on the leg of the lamb and said with emotion: "I don't know if Heng father has been at sea or not. He is hungry or not. This piece of lamb, I really want to give it to him, so I can eat it for him.

The mutton entrance was smooth and smooth, but the fishy smell was covered by the thirteen incense. The slightly burnt leather belt on the surface was crisp, and the spicy taste stimulated Fang Jifan's tongue. Oops, it hurts and is happy, so cool.

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The fleet had the experience of going to sea for the first time, quickly traversed the Western Ocean, and then arrived at Mugudushu.

When you arrive here, you must master the ocean currents, and then follow the currents and wind power of the sails.

This is also the reason why Xu Jing is looking for a route.

When they were all bundled together, they had already found the direction of the ocean current. Therefore, all the way started from the bundled bundles of wood and along the coast of Kunlunzhou.

But immediately, a terrible thing happened.

They suddenly discovered that this Kunlun Island is a barren continent, unable to supply 2,000 soldiers and civilians at all.

The number of deaths from this westward, due to the plague, attacked by venomous snakes when landing, or undernourished, has reached 300.

This is a huge number.

When the sailors finally crossed the Indian Ocean and endured almost a month of wandering, they saw the land where the bones were bound, they were crazy, and they burst into tears and cheered.

But then, the order they got was to continue south.

All the way south, bypassing Kunlunzhou.

The supply is not enough, so everyone has to cut back on food and clothing. Everyone can get only a small bean sprout, half a half of dried meat, and three twos of dry food.

If these foods are on the land and given to ordinary people, maybe they can persevere.

But on the ocean, people looked at the sea on all sides alone, and they had to constantly raise their sails to keep track of the wind direction. In this bump, people's energy was consumed very quickly, and everyone's morale was at its lowest.

In the fleet, emotions have begun to brew, they want to go home, they can not continue to go on, and then go on, they are farther and farther away from their hometowns, when ... can they go home?

Come back home.

When one person came up with this idea, almost everyone started to feel like an arrow.

The entire fleet began to move.

Xu Jing was holding the lamp. At the moment he was in the cabin, eating the same amount of dry food as everyone else.

His hungry face is thin and skinny. This dry food is hard to swallow. It is harder than stone and has teeth. But the fresh water on the boat is the most precious resource. Everyone can only get a small cup. Take this hard-won water It ’s a luxury to eat dry food, so Xu Jing stuffed the dry food in the cheek gang and used his teeth to fight the dry food again and again. Catch a wife in the urn: coming to the general's arms

call……

Finally, after biting the dry food, he swallowed his stomach with the secreted spit, and then swallowed his stomach. Then the throat swallowed the food desperately, Xu Jingcai took a long sigh of relief.

He knew that morale was on the verge of collapse. As an ambassador, he had to share the same pains with the soldiers. Otherwise, he feared that the entire fleet would have collapsed without the need for the skeleton.

The next day, the fleet found a tidal flat for landing, so the boat was parked in the open sea, and Xu Jing led everyone to go ashore to collect fresh water.

At the sight of going to the shore, everyone on the boat immediately scrambled to wait for them to land. In addition to the scorching sun, it was the yellow sand that covered the ground. Although it was not a desert, the environment here was rather sinister.

"Dig the ground, look for the clear spring." Xu Jing's skin-colored bronze, thin body, can no longer support the flying fish suit that was given when he went to sea, so this washed white pulp flying fish suit looks extraordinarily wide, waist-length Yu Jian's hanging body, the only reassuring thing is his pair of eyes, these eyes are very divine.

The soldiers looked for a place to camp, scouts began to look for possible people in the vicinity, and predicted some unpredictable risks. More people are desperately looking for water, or trying to drill wells.

Xu Jing carried his hands on his back and walked on the beach.

Yang Xiong caught up: "Ambassador, we ... we ..."

Xu Jing looked sideways and looked at Yang Xiong: "What?"

Yang Xiong said: "We can't continue going south anymore. Everyone said that if we bypassed this Kunlun Island, even if we wanted to go back, it would be difficult for us to go back. At that time, we don't know how many hardships we have experienced. Ambassador Xu, we are sailing today, than At that time, the three treasures eunuchs were longer, and the soldiers' physical strength and energy had reached their limit. They ... "

Xu Jing gazed at him: "So you, Commander Yang, the most important thing is, what do you think?"

Yang Xiong bowed his head, looking ashamed and afraid to speak.

Xu Jing's eyes suddenly turned red, pointing at the direction of the ocean and the sea: "At this step, we are so close to the end of the world, so close, let's go back like this? How much is it difficult for us to travel this way? Come back? How many people's expectations we bear, I certainly can't make decisions for you, and make you sacrifice for these thousands of expectations, but, you and I don't travel south, bypassing here, to a wider ocean, to find Who can find the **** earth, do n’t you know, the Franco Robot has already been the first to find it? We have let the people get there first, we will return without success this time, so next time, when should we wait? Before we can come again? "

Xu Jing said fiercely: "You and I are in the same boat together, although they are not connected by blood ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but there is no difference between them and brothers. These words, you mention it to me in private, it's okay, dare to declare a word to the outside world, I will rule you by military law. "

Yang Xiong said busy: "Yes, I dare not be humble again."

Xu Jing didn't speak. After a while, some scouts came back and said that there were no people nearby. There was only a tribe of natives, but they were only drinking blood and hair. They couldn't communicate with them. They were close. He returned.

A small tribe, but a population of more than a hundred people, does not seem to make much sense to exchange materials with them. Xu Jing nodded and ordered people to camp.

Even if they are used to drifting on the sea, it is a luxury for these people to stay on the land for a while.

At night, the water finally came out of the well. Xu Jing was under the guards of the guards. Seeing the fresh water gushing out, he settled down.

If there is nothing wrong with that map, in a few days, you can reach the southernmost tip of Kunlun Island, where ... François is called the Cape of Good Hope.

Xu Jing pursed his lips, he liked the name.