Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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The weather is gradually getting hotter.

Especially in Xiyang, where the heat is extremely hot.

At this time, the scum of the world, Wang Bushi, ushered in new friends, four brand new ships, not only that, but also a large number of wooden bones and many people from Ceylon on board.

Among them, there are envoys from various countries. They brought gifts, and together with Xu Jing, they will go to the Far East to worship the emperor of the Far East just like their ancestors did a hundred years ago.

There are also a large number of entourages on board, including merchants, soldiers, and even hundreds of captives.

Xu Jing ambushed the Ottomans in Mugudushu. With the help of Mugudushu people, he almost wiped out these big cannibals. Hundreds of people became prisoners. At the same time, he got four large ships.

These Ottomans made Xu Jing feel like a treasure.

At this time, Ottomans spanned three continents, bordering the Mediterranean Sea on the west and the Black Sea on the east, and straddling between Europe and Asia. Or the experience of naval battles, the Ottomans have extremely rich experience, and even, at this period in history, the Ottoman fleet still easily inflicted heavy damage on the Portuguese fleet.

It has been a hundred years since the Ming Dynasty, and a strict sea ban policy has been implemented. The craftsmen who had superb skills at the time are now withered, countless shipbuilding blueprints have long been destroyed beyond recognition, and many experiences in the sea have long been forgotten.

These Ottomans have some craftsmen, most of whom are naval combat personnel, and they are proficient in a lot of navigation knowledge.

Therefore, despite Wang Xizuo's repeated suggestions, kill them all.

Xu Jing still ignored Wang Xizuo's deep friendship and spared their lives.

The fleet has been fully resupplied.

Not only that, along the way, Xu Jing also recruited a lot of people. Xu Jing even started to study the firearms of the Ottomans. In this era, the age of firearms of the Ottomans has come, but...these firearms are actually similar to Daming's firearms, except Some are well made, others hardly discernible.

But even so, Yang Jian was full of complaints. He thought Daming's firearms were poorly made.

Xu Jing smiled slightly and said: "Ottoman country, I have already inquired about it. Since their establishment, they have continued to grow, and they have fought against the Franji people for hundreds of years. They are almost all the time. Weapons are not sophisticated enough. For them, it means that their offensive is in decline, and their capital will be looted. Therefore, for them, everything is war. This... is quite like the Warring States Period , Qixiong contends for hegemony, whoever is one step behind will die and the country will be destroyed, so there is a Wei soldier who wears armor of three attributes, wields a crossbow of twelve stones, carries fifty negative arrows, puts a spear on it, and wears a crown and a sword; I have a well-equipped bow and crossbow, equipped with an immortal sword. As for my Ming Dynasty, the peace has been too long, and the country has no foreign aggression, so I naturally received the soldiers of the world, and sent them to Nanshan. As for the supervision of firearms, how many people care about it? Just like Yang Qianhu, Yang Qianhu has a higher official position than me, I am just a mere sage, and I was awarded an editor before going to sea, and Qianhu is already ranked fifth, but... so what What about it? Qianhu still needs to be careful when he meets anyone, otherwise, if a big hat is put on your head, even if it is a mere eight-rank job, Yang Qianhu can die without a place to bury him."

Standing on the side of the boat, Xu Jing raised his head and looked at the blue sky: "Hey, this reminds me of my mentor, my mentor, he is really a man of great wisdom. He once said that the things that grow in the world , never born out of thin air, everything has its soil. What kind of soil, what kind of food to raise, what kind of food, what kind of people to raise.”

"This time I went to sea, I saw from these big cannibals and Franji people that they are superior. We must not underestimate them. They have been fighting with each other on that land since thousands of years ago. Attacks, for thousands of years, there has never been peace there, their land is surrounded by vast oceans, and they cannot support themselves with barren land alone, so they can only live by the sea. They are constantly engaged in wars and naval battles. Everyone , are racking their brains and using everything to defeat their enemies. If we don’t pay attention to these people now, sooner or later, they will become Tatars on the sea and cause great harm to our Ming Dynasty.”

Yang Jian nodded: "Then, how should we solve it?"

"It's very simple." Xu Jingdao: "To deal with a strong man, in the words of your mentor, you only need to be stronger than him. Just like your mentor..."

Yang Jian sighed: "Editor Xu, in the humble eyes, is already a remarkable person. He is knowledgeable, tenacious and resourceful. I really can't imagine how terrifying his mentor is."

Xu Jing heard Yang Jian's praise, Xu Jing smiled, and said proudly: "Of course, my mentor... always values ​​me very much, but unfortunately, I am still ashamed to be his disciple."

He patted the side of the boat and cheered up: "This return trip, the road will be much easier. Wherever you pass, try to get as many seeds as you can, any kind of seeds you want, and if you meet Franji, you can also send more seeds. They ask for it, and there are countries... If they are willing to send envoys, they will also be invited to board the ship." He stared at Yang Jian: "The more the better."

Yang Jian scratched his head: "There are even quite a few of these small states. They are all countries that drink blood...even if they send envoys, what's the point?"

"But the ministers like it, the emperor likes it!"

After Xu Jing finished speaking, he returned to his cabin.

although

However, the large ships captured by the Ottomans were larger and more comfortable.

But Xu Jing still likes to be on the scumbag Wangbushi, this ship is extremely dilapidated, although it has been repaired several times, it is not comfortable to live in, but Xu Jing has already developed feelings for the scumbag Wangbushi , would rather be here.

In this dark and damp cabin, he began to write down his diary: "Today, there is wind, the waves are half a foot high, and the sea is level. The Kingdom of Ceylon sent envoys to board the ship, bringing peacock feathers and jewels as tribute; It is known from the population that the Franji people once went to the extreme west and found a continent. The continent spans thousands of miles, full of rare treasures, and continuous fertile soil. ?”

He thought for a while, and then recorded: "However, Wang Xizuo never mentioned this matter along the way. It can be seen that Wang Xizuo is very wary of me. What else does he know in his heart? Let him come to the cabin tonight and have a drink with him. Let's see him drunk..."

After writing here, the tip of the pen stopped.

Xu Jing's eyes were red again.

For some reason, it is always like this when recording. Many things come to mind, thinking of the teacher's usual teachings, thinking of the teacher's favor for me, thinking of the teacher...

All these things flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

All that was left was an unconcealable grief.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Jing took a pen and wrote: "Master, I am returning to the voyage today. I will arrive in Quanzhou within this year. I am homesick. I wish I could fly to the capital and see my mentor. At this time, the weather in the capital is unknown. The weather is getting worse. Warm, but it is also easy to breed cold and heat, but I don’t know if my teacher is in good health. My teacher expected that at this time, I would also miss my incompetent disciple. There has been no news for a year. My life and death are unknown. I also look to my teacher. Don't be so anxious because of this, if you do, you will die unforgivably."

After writing, he sighed, Xu Jing was really worried, drifting overseas, and there was no more news, it is almost conceivable that his mentor must have thought that he had already died in the belly of a fish.

The pain of bereavement, especially the beloved disciple who has always been valued by the teacher, will definitely make the teacher feel sad. In this world, apart from parents, wives and children, and presumably mentors, no one cares about their own safety anymore.

As soon as he thought of this, Xu Jing felt as if his heart was being pricked, it hurt...it hurts...the heartache, the pain pierced his heart!

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Ma Wensheng was very anxious.

Since the bad news came, the Minister of the Ministry of War has been unwilling to eat, and his days can't be passed. Now the huge project of sailing to the West is still proceeding in an orderly manner. It was as if thrown into the vast ocean, without any waves.

But so far, there is still no news of the scumbag Wang Bushi. At this time, he became more and more panicked.

They... must have been buried in the belly of the fish like the ships of the Ministry of War. If so, then... wouldn't all the preparations be in vain.

Ma Wensheng kept moaning and sighing, his heart ached badly, it was all money, it was money, although the money belonged to the Ministry of Households, but there was so much money and grain, it was not good to do something about it.

I hope Xu Jing is still alive, he must be alive.

Ma Wensheng wanted to meet Fang Jifan many times, and wanted to find out whether Xu Jing is reliable or not. This person is your student and you know him best. Please give me an accurate word. Otherwise, I really can't sleep.

Ma Wensheng didn't pay much attention to the preparation of the Japanese, because he knew best in his heart that with these elite soldiers, he would not be afraid of the Japanese pirates' grievances.

But at this time, outside the hall of the Ministry of War, a fast horse sent a report.

The report was quickly sent to Ma Wensheng's desk.

Ma Wensheng looked down at the contents of the report, and his eyebrows were beaming immediately. Sure enough... the old man has changed his luck this year, which is a good thing!

He couldn't help but slapped the table, and then stood up: "Quick, prepare the car and sedan chair, and enter the palace."

Ma Wensheng knew that His Majesty seemed to be starting to value the Japanese pirates. Therefore, he did not dare to neglect the Japanese pirates. He had to let His Majesty know the good news as soon as possible.

He put away the report, his eyebrows were beaming, and he couldn't help saying: "Mere Japanese pirates will never escape the rest of them!"

After saying that, he left the hall, got into the sedan chair, and hurried towards the Forbidden City.

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