Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zheng He came back, and when he saw the newly joined fleet, he asked who was the leader.

After learning that it was Fang Xing leading the army, Zheng He's face remained as usual, just telling people not to disturb him, and then stayed alone in the house without knowing what he was doing.

Zheng He doesn't take a nap, so it's strange to be bored in the room at noon.

As a veteran of the fleet, Wang Jinghong went to knock on the door.

"Who?"

Zheng He's voice sounded a little heavy, Wang Jinghong responded, and then opened the door.

The light in the room was not very good. Zheng He sat on a chair and saw him come in and asked, "Your Majesty, is this dissatisfaction with us?"

Wang Jinghong closed the door with his backhand, and then went to sit beside him and said, "His Royal Highness Han is out to see overseas. This is to plan for the future fiefdom of the feudal prince, and Xing He Bo... asked him and did not say, but since he Bringing a firearm soldier from a thousand households must come to see the blood, father-in-law, are you worried about this?"

Zheng He looked melancholy, and whispered: "Xing He Bo is killing. He is killing everywhere. His Majesty suddenly sent him to chase after him. This is a change in overseas plans. Seeing blood!"

Zheng He rubbed his eyes, then touched the gray hair on the temples and said in a daze: "Overseas have always been comforting. The Emperor Wen was only thinking about expanding the influence of Ming Dynasty, and by the way, through trade to make money to support the Northern Expedition and various projects. Xiandi I feel a little disgusted with going out to sea, but my Majesty today is completely different from the first emperor..."

Looking at Zheng He's old attitude, Wang Jinghong felt sad, and said: "Your Majesty is sharp and wants to lay a big territory for Daming. Don't worry, Father Xinghe won't suffer."

Zheng He let out a sigh of relief and said, "Yeah! It's just that I am not getting old? Yes, I am old and want to maintain the current situation. His Majesty probably understood this, so he sent Xing He Bolai. "

Wang Jinghong comforted: "Father-in-law, if your majesty wants to replace us, it's a matter of direct will, but isn't it nothing? So you, relax your mind, we have to set off next!"

Zheng He picked up his teacup, and he slowly drank a cup of cold tea. After a while, his stomach began to scream.

"Huh? It's cold!"

Zheng He has been at sea all year round, he has some gastrointestinal problems, and he feels uncomfortable when he eats raw and cold foods. He rubbed his stomach and said: "The most troublesome thing is His Royal Highness. If he has a temper, no one can help it. But Xing He and Uncle have a good relationship with him. You should pay more attention when the time comes. If His Royal Highness is making trouble, please Xing. He uncle goes to appease."

On the second day of Zheng He's arrival at Taiping Port, Fang Xing returned with a few ships.

Zheng He's face was a little pale, and as soon as he saw him he woke up and asked, "Is Zheng Gong unwell?"

Zhu Gaoxu didn't like this kind of greeting, so he went straight to his place and asked someone to prepare hot water for a bath. His feet are completely attached to the socks, and he can't take them off, so he must soak in hot water.

"Our family has gastrointestinal discomfort, Xinghe Bo, that is..."

The Japanese prisoners were brought over at this moment, and Fang Xing said, "The Japanese pirates who just wiped out the gang in Xiaoliuqiu to avoid disaster, these prisoners Zheng Gong can figure it out by himself. Chopped."

Zheng He looked at his words and thoughts, and felt that Fang Xing had no intention of seizing power, so he smiled and said: "It just happens that the dock here needs to be repaired. These people are considered labor, and our family will make arrangements later."

Fang Xing knew that he would make Zheng He a little sensitive after chasing him, so he handed over: "So Fang will rest. If it's time, just listen to Zheng Gong's arrangements."

This gave enough face, but Zheng He asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"The farthest to the sky."

Fang Xing's words made Zheng He half relieved, but there was still half, he had to ask, otherwise he would not be able to sleep peacefully.

"Do you want to kill?"

Fang Xing didn't expect Zheng He to ask that. He smiled and said, "You are Xuan comfort, and I am Xuanwei."

Zheng He was not surprised by this answer. He nodded and said, "I will leave it to you within Malacca. Our family will explore the past all the way."

This is a compromise solution, and everyone is happy.

If two groups of people are together, then sooner or later they will quarrel with each other because of their different ideas. Although Zheng He is a veteran, Fang Xing was sent by the emperor behind him, and there was a Han King who was not stingy by his side.

"what……"

The two stood still and looked at the barracks on the right front, but there was a roar from the side.

"This is the voice of your Highness?"

"what……"

After the second scream came, Fang Xing nodded and said, "His Royal Highness Han's foot is rotten, and it is stuck to the socks. It is estimated that he is taking off the socks."

Zheng He's nose moved, and there were also rotten feet on the boat. Once those people approached, you would smell a bad smell.

Zheng He bit his head and Fang Xing entered the barracks. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhu Gaoxu sitting on a chair with a wooden basin in front of him.

The tub was steaming hot, but Zhu Gaoxu's feet were on the side of the tub, and the blood flowed down the tub. His guard stood on the side, his face tangled, and he was obviously tingled with his scalp caused by the tragic foot washing.

Fang Xing glanced at the sock that was left on the side. The sock had been turned over from the inside, and a piece of skin, blood-stained human skin, could be seen in a gray-black sock.

The room was full of stinky and **** smells. Zhu Gaoxu turned his face and frowned and said, "What's the matter, you are not allowed to wash your feet on the boat, Zheng He, are your feet smelly?"

Zheng He said awkwardly: "His Royal Highness, on the boat...the little water left from washing your face can rub your feet."

A little bit of water, after washing your face, most of it was sucked away by the towel, and the rest...

Zhu Gaoxu looked at his big hands and felt that the water was not enough to rub his hands.

"Call the doctor."

Fang Xing asked casually, and Chang Jianxun who was behind him went out, and Zhu Gaoxu cursed: "Call the doctor for the big hurt, come back."

Fang Xing shook his head: "His Royal Highness, if the wound on the boat is filled with pus, it will be fatal. Chang Jianxun go to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chang Jianxun hesitated for a while, Fang Xing frowned and said, "The soles of the feet are peeled off. , Can't you walk anymore? "

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu's full face of anger, Chang Jianxun ran away.

Soon the doctor came, and he didn't dislike the smell, so he personally washed Zhu Gaoxu's feet, then put on the ointment, and bandaged it again, saying that he should not work hard, and he would guarantee it in a month.

But who is Zhu Gaoxu?

If this foot is not allowed for a month, he might as well kill himself with a knife.

After the doctor, Zhu Gaoxu asked someone to get a walking stick, and then greeted Fang to wake up for a stroll.

There was nothing good to see in the camp. Those sergeants and sailors had nothing to do, so they chatted and chatted in the camp.

Zhu Gaoxu was a little eager to see someone wrestling, but he was a little frustrated just looking at his walking stick.

"When can I leave?"

There are tens of thousands of people here, and the cost of eating horses and chewing is not small, and you can return one day earlier if you set sail one day earlier.

.....

The fleet left Taiping Port on a deserted morning. Zheng He reverently arched his hands at the Imperial Concubine Palace on the Nanshan Mountain, then turned around and said, "Go!"

Untied the cable, raised the anchor, and the fleet slowly left the berth. The officials who sent off from the shore breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling relieved.

Zhu Gaoxu's foot was injured, so he started to toss people when he was unhappy, Zheng He and others stayed away, and Fang Xing everyone was an acquaintance, so he couldn't be tempered. In the end, the local officials were called in, and he had to tell him about the local situation every day. He also gave special comments on the matter, which almost drove these local officials crazy.

"The plague gods are gone! Good thing, everyone, this official has set up a banquet, and it's a loose day today."

"Okay, I can finally get a good night's sleep, let's go together!"

Several officials vibrated their sleeves, then went back side by side, laughing all the way.