Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Sipo Yoshitsune was embarrassed, so he shielded a group of family members, and only stayed in the secret room with the Ueda soldiers. Outside was guarded by his confidant guards, no one was allowed to approach.

The room was dimly lit, and Sibo Yoshijun said with a solemn expression: "The emperor asked me to go to Kyoto, saying that the Sibo family should be the minister of the left. What do you think?"

"hiss"

Ueda Bing's body couldn't help leaning back, and he almost fell over without maintaining his balance. He put his hand behind him for a while, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, is this true?"

Sipo Yichun said without thinking: "The letter sent by the emperor's cronies is stamped!"

"call!"

Ueda soldier closed his eyes and murmured: "After Ashikaga Yoshihide defeated North Korea, the emperor is not willing to be lonely anymore."

Spo Yoshitsune disdainfully said: "If you knew Ashikaga Yoshitake would be defeated, the emperor would never abdicate. Now that the situation has changed drastically, the emperor must want to regain glory and hold great power, and Spo's family has gone, most of the time. Just be a bad dog!"

Ueda soldier said in that dreamlike tone: "My lord, the **** dog has a day to stand up too!"

"Yes!"

Sibo Yichun clenched his fists and murmured: "This is an opportunity for the Sibo family, but it may also turn into a crisis. If the Ming army really comes, where will the Sibo family go."

"My lord, have you forgotten the kamikaze back then? The protection of the gods of the Japanese nation!"

Ueda Bing’s face flushed, and his eyes pierced: "My lord, even if the Ming army is here, we can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and decide whether to divide the victory or defeat. As for the emperor, of course we have to go, this way We can live in the same direction, and we can't lose it!"

The guards outside the house look alert. There are a few big trees planted in the yard. The leaves are blown off by the wind, and they are swaying from side to side, as if they can't find their way.

In the cabin, Chen Mo was rubbing uncomfortably. Looking at the left, Liu Mingzheng was holding the book and read with gusto. He got out of the bunk and grabbed it.

"What do you look at? Uncle said that Confucianism can be studied, but don't be obsessed with it. It's a pit, a big pit!"

Liu Ming didn't panic, but just sat up and said, "This is not Confucianism."

"What kind of study is that? What kind of study does Daming have besides Confucianism? Uh"

Chen Mo had also studied for a few years. When he looked down, the two big words of mathematics came into view. He said angrily: "Uncle's Fangxue must be studied seriously. Don't go to school, you must hang your head and learn!"

Liu Ming said, took the book and continued to study.

"boring!"

Chen Mo was very boring, but gave him a hundred courage, and he did not dare to take a woman aboard on Tsushima Island.

"Sleep when you're bored!"

Huang Jinlu was awakened and said impatiently.

Chen Mo sighed: "Old Huang, you can kill with a knife, but Liu Ming and I can't do it!"

"No, I can."

Liu Ming put down his books and sighed: "I used to be addicted to those circles and read those books in vain. I only thought about fame and fortune. Later, I was slapped and slapped by my uncle. Only then did I realize that the world is so big, don’t be a frog in the well. ."

"Fangxue is a practical science. My uncle is pedantic, but he can still kill the enemy in battle, and he can control the enemy thousands of miles away. I'm not as good as it is! The light of fireflies is not worthy to stand side by side with your uncle."

"Now I understand some things, this is a practical study. For scholars, you can learn and use them. For Sergeants, you can kill the enemy. But I can't be a martial artist. But I know the shame and courage. This life is enough to kill the enemy and teach one or two boys back home."

"You'd better follow me, you will never forget you when you eat delicious and spicy food, and the children in the family have no husband to teach you!"

Chen Mo's rare and generous attitude, Huang Jinlu finally couldn't fall asleep, and sat up and said: "Liu Ming, I think you are good, Wen, you have a city government, Wu, dare to kill, but they are all half-hearted, it's a pity."

Liu Ming said with a faint look: "I only studied Confucianism before. Although I don’t have the power to bind the chickens and the shepherds, I always feel that this Da Ming should be ours. Until that time, I have been reflecting on it. Myself. I feel that if you want to do something, you still have to learn practical studies."

"Since you are willing to think and do it, there will be promises. I am optimistic about you!"

Huang Jinlu felt that Liu Ming was also very cruel to him, and he had some qualities that resembled him, which inevitably gave birth to a sense of confidant.

Fang Xing didn't know that someone admired himself like this, he was looking at the weak Zhu Zhanji sighing.

"I've been vomiting for so long, shouldn't you get seasick anyhow?"

Zhu Zhanji's throat surged a few times, and Jia Quan on the side hurried forward with a wooden basin, ready to catch the vomit.

"No vomiting."

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, and then gasped and said, "I've been on a boat before, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, and my stomach was surging."

Fang Xing tangled out two small pieces of white things, and handed them over: "Swallow it."

"What is this?"

Zhu Zhanji took it without hesitation, then threw it into his mouth, took a sip of water and swallowed it.

Jia Quan also took it for granted, and went to boil the water.

"The seasickness cure will be here soon. If you go out like this, your morale will not improve."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, then squinted, preparing to rejuvenate.

Fang woke up from the cabin, walked to the side of the ship, carried a wooden bucket with a knife, and said with a grin, "Master, it's all oysters."

When I came out of Tsushima Island, the knife brought a few large buckets of oysters. The water was changed frequently, but they were still fresh.

"Burn a charcoal fire, let's roast it and eat it."

Fang Xing is not used to eating raw oysters, most of them are grilled.

Char-grilled oysters!

Garlic, chopped green onion, unfortunately can't drink.

This is live seafood, and the frozen oysters in the stalls of later generations are incomparable.

Fang Xing remembered that he had been recruited once, eating charcoal-grilled oysters at night, only to vomit and diarrhea when he went home.

Feeling the ups and downs of the ship, Fang Xing sat on a low stool and looked at the boundless sea water. Suddenly he wanted to return to Fangjiazhuang, regardless of outside affairs.

The oysters creaked on the grill, and the smell of garlic slowly came. Fang Xing couldn't help smiling when he saw Song Jianran berate a few thousand officials on the opposite ship.

Suzakuwei's performance in the first battle of Seoul Palace ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ but lack of stamina, if there is no Jubaoshanwei, it is estimated that two rounds will be washed away.

After landing, if Suzaku Wei loses the chain, Zhu Zhanji will definitely clean him up.

So Song Jianran was planning ahead, and he didn't come to Fang Xing for advice. Obviously, his self-esteem couldn't stand it.

As we sailed incessantly like this, the soldiers on the ship gradually got used to it, and their spirits and spirits were improving.

The ship in the forefront suddenly launched its flag and began to slow down.

"There is a signal from ahead, land is found"

"Ahead is Wakasa"

The entire fleet was boiling, and as the distance narrowed, more signals came.

Fu Xian ran outside Zhu Zhanji's cabin door and said excitedly: "Your Highness, Wakasa is ahead!"

After a few days of recuperation, Zhu Zhanji's spirit has recovered a lot. He got up and said: "Order all ministries to prepare, and immediately investigate the enemy's situation!" (.)