Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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For the affairs of going to the Western Seas and Korea, Emperor Hongzhi was in a state of desperation during this time!

Now when I heard the word Xishan, my heart was twitched, and I started to say: "Since Xiurong is going, I will go with her."

"What?" Zhu Houzhao was a little confused, what kind of rhythm was this, it was not within his expectation.

Emperor Hongzhi immediately said: "You lead me, not only you and your imperial sister, but also your mother. She has always wanted to go out of the palace, but it is so inconvenient, and she will take a rest in a few days. Let the courtiers of the court also go for a walk, many of them don't know the suffering of the people..."

"..." Zhu Houzhao already wanted to die.

Zhu Houzhao was full of frustration, and hurriedly said: "How many people are needed, father... this... this is to treat my sister."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "It's good to go for a walk, why, don't you like it?"

"Happy... happy!" Zhu Houzhao knelt up straight, trying to squeeze out a smile.

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The scum of the world, Wang Bushi, has finally docked. In fact, the ship has undergone some repairs. The majestic ship still looks quite imposing in this barren land!

Xu Jing found some Francines on an island close to Lu Song. After negotiating hard with them, both sides seemed to be afraid of each other. It seemed that these Francines intended to build a trade point here. Don't want to make trouble.

After they learned that Xu Jing was from the Ming Empire, they showed great interest.

At the same time, Xu Jing also learned that these westerners who claimed to be Frangji had established many trading points in Luzon, Sumatra and other places, and their cargo ships had begun to shuttle back and forth in the West.

This is an uninvited guest.

Xu Jing got along with them very quickly, and Franji seemed to be very concerned about the situation in the East, asking why Daming didn't come to the West for trade.

Xu Jing began to learn the half-familiar Franji language, and even before leaving, a Franji small vendor seemed willing to go deep into the West with Xu Jing, and was willing to provide some assistance. He claimed to be a master of the West.

So Xu Jing left this person in the title of scumbag Wang Bushi. This Franji man carefully observed every move of Xu Jing and others, and worked hard to learn Chinese. Of course, he stubbornly believed that he should It is better to choose a Chinese name with connotations.

Xu Jing was very enthusiastic, and immediately expressed his willingness to give him a Chinese name with profound meaning-Wang Xizuo.

The reason why the surname is Wang is because the boat is named Wang, and the reason why he is called Xizuo is of course to remind the sailors, boatmen, and soldiers on the boat, first put a label on this Francophone, so that everyone knows , Do not reveal any secrets.

And Wang Xizuo, did not live up to his reputation as a meticulous work. Although he was mixed with half-baked Chinese, he gave small gifts to people on the boat to show his kindness to people. Occasionally, in the process of learning Chinese, there would always be a sudden coldness. A sentence came out, how many troops does the Ming Dynasty have, how is the training situation... how many ships like this are there...

The crew ignored him.

At this time, Xu Jing jumped off the boat, and behind him was Yang Jian, an excited thousand household officer, who could finally dock.

They sent scribes and began to contact villages or cities on land.

"This is the country of Manga..." Xu Jing gazed into the distance, felt the breath here, and said in his mouth: "It has been more than four months, and I finally arrived here. The folk customs here are quite simple. Back then they sent envoys to me, Daming, but they cut off contact very quickly, it is said that there was a civil strife in the country, put away your swords, don't be nervous."

So the people on the boat also began to disembark, some began to look for water sources, and some were responsible for setting up camps.

The number of people who died of illness on the ship has exceeded double digits. This is a worrying thing. Many people are no longer willing to continue westward, but when they see land, all their depression is swept away...

"The women here are nice." Xu Jing lowered his voice and said to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian licked his lips, his eyes sparkled, but he said coyly: "You are not such a humble person, don't want to say such nonsense."

Xu Jing's eyes glowed green. The life on board was really hard, but it's a pity that female relatives were not allowed on board. It was too ostentatious. He finally understood why Emperor Wen wanted the eunuch Sanbao to lead the fleet to the West. The chief officer, not bringing a few women on board is really a terrible thing. Without great perseverance, I am afraid it will be unbearable at all.

Xu Jing patted his head, trying to bear it.

That day, in the dead of night, without the bumping and shaking of the boat in the tent, Xu Jing felt a little unaccustomed to it, so he lit an oil lamp in his tent!

The oil lamp was burning, Xu Jing knelt on the desk, gently picked up the pen, and wrote something every day. For him, it had become a habit to relieve loneliness during this mission.

"In the thirteenth year of Hongzhi, November 26th, it was fine, and it has been 123 days since we went out to sea. The fleet arrived at Manlajia, and the country of Manlajia was unpredictable. At night, it was thirteen miles to the north. A market..."

He roughly recorded today's situation. He was silent, facing the oil lamp, and picked up the pen again, his eyes were a little moist: "All the way west, there is no news from the middle of Beijing. , I don’t know if I have added more clothes, and I don’t know if the old disease has relapsed. I am very worried. I think my teacher is very human, and there will be no worries. It is really my worry..."

Thinking of his mentor, Xu Jing pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

He missed his hometown, his hometown, and even more his days in the capital. Playing happily with a few senior brothers there, and serving my mentor, although my talent is far inferior to those of my senior brothers, my mentor encouraged me again and again, saying that the most important thing to me is myself. Xu Jing is still unforgettable.

When people are far away from the former homeland, the nostalgia for the past of the homeland and the people in the homeland will continue to magnify.

Therefore, Xu Jing couldn't help sobbing when he thought of his mentor and his brothers in the dead of night. During the day, he was an editor who was good at dealing with people and the backbone of the fleet, but at night, he It was Xu Jing who was not particularly talented and couldn't hold his head up in front of his mentor.

After sobbing for a while, he sniffed and took a deep breath. What he regretted in his heart was that he didn't ask his teacher to give him a gift before leaving, so that he could carry it with him, and at least he could keep a thought.

He finally continued to write: "The people on and off the boat are very homesick, and there is an endless stream of voices asking to return; however, the teacher has long told us to go west, all the way west, as long as there is still breath, never return. The emotions of the sailors and helmsmen need to be appeased."

"As for the man Wang Xizuo in the boat, he is on the surface, but he clearly hides his wolfish ambitions. With this person, he can learn the language of Franji! I think that Franji's ships are very good, so this person can be used. In the future In negotiating with Franji, this person is needed to thread the needle. You can also use his mouth to inquire about the westbound route.

Writing, writing, he was extremely tired, he lay down on the desk, grinding his teeth, talking in his sleep, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and fell asleep like this.

Early the next morning, when I heard the sound of the bullhorn, it seemed that even the ground was trembling.

There is already a mess outside: "editing, editing, there are bandits, there are bandits."

Xu Jing hurried out of the tent, only to see that more than a hundred officers and soldiers had prepared firecrackers, swords on their shoulders, and were ready to attack. The other sailors, porters, wrestlers, etc. who went ashore also gathered in panic...

Xu Jing looked into the distance calmly, and saw a few elephants in front, followed by many people. There was a red coiled cloth hanging on the elephant, and he didn't know what was written on it.

"Put away your weapons, put away your weapons!" Xu Jing evoked a smile, and then said sternly: "This is the etiquette of Manzajia people, and it is a gift to welcome guests. Don't move, wait here, I will take you A few people came forward to negotiate. Also, prepare some silk and go with me, Manlajia people pay attention to meeting etiquette..."

So more than a dozen people followed Xu Jing out of the camp and walked towards the densely packed crowd. The people behind them saw the war elephant, but they were all terrified.

Wang Xizuo also mixed in the crowd, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, he observed all this carefully.

Sure enough, the Manlajia people in front did not act hostile. A man who looked luxurious had already dismounted from the battle elephant, and led a team of guards, who also came face to face with a happy smile.

But when he got closer, suddenly, the prince of Manraja seemed to see something, and his face suddenly became serious. The guards behind him also shouted. A gift, but at this time, someone was terrified and wanted to draw the knife.

The people behind Xu Jing also became nervous, not knowing what happened.

Xu Jing's forehead was filled with cold sweat. He firmly believed that when the Sanbao eunuch came here, he left a pretty good impression on the Manlajia. why...

At this moment, Xu Jing seemed to think of something, he stopped suddenly, and Wang Xizuo behind him happened to take a step forward and came to his side...

When it was too late, Xu Jing stretched out his hand and slapped Wang Xizuo on the face!

Wang Xizuo fell down in response, groaning, and Xu Jing softly said to Wang Xizuo: "Now, you are pretending to be our prisoner!"

Seeing this, the prince and guards on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief, and then relaxed again, and continued to move forward with smiling faces.

The two parties gathered together, exchanged gifts and exchanged gifts.

They gestured to each other and struggled to communicate.

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