Mao Wenlong led the Dongjiang Army to retreat, leaving the mess of the Japanese State to worry about the Korean State. Incheon Jiexiong was even more pitted with bitter words, and was forced to join forces with Kim Jong-ri, who came in a hurry, to formally contend with the current imperial court of the Wa Kingdom.

Whether it is the Wa State or North Korea, there is no need for Mao Wenlong to worry about this, he has absolute self-confidence, and within ten years, the Wa State will inevitably have civil strife. If there is no miracle, then it is very likely that the Wa Kingdom will collapse from then on.

When you're done, you're done, and there's nothing more exciting than victory. In the vast sea, the 500 warships of the Dongjiang Army formed a formation and moved slowly.

Among the warships, there are always laughter and laughter soaring into the sky from time to time. Today, the sea is safe, and apart from natural disasters, there are no forces that can threaten the existence of the Dongjiang Army and Naval Division on the sea.

Without the threat, there is no need to be cautious. Mao Wenlong ordered a three-day carnival, and the food and water and wine on the ship were allowed to be enjoyed. It is rare for Mao Wenlong to be so generous, and the soldiers will naturally not be polite, so the carnival began on the way back.

As night fell, the noise of the day had subsided, and all the men on the warship, except for the men on duty, had fallen asleep.

On the deck of the huge blessing ship, Mao Wenlong stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the starry sky, still thinking of his distant hometown and family.

"General soldier, if we leave like this, won't there be a truce between the Japanese and Korea?" Cheng Zuo held the wine jug in his hand and accompanied Mao Wenlong.

"Truce, impossible!"

Mao Wenlong turned around with a smile: "The Japanese state has never been willing to suffer, but North Korea has always been oppressed by the Japanese state. This time I finally had a chance to turn over, do you think North Korea is willing to let it go? ”

Cheng Zuo said without hesitation: "No, definitely not." ”

Mao Wenlong shrugged his shoulders and said: "That's it, anyway, we are going back with a full load, whether it is chaos or stability over there, it has little to do with us." There is no need to worry about it, as long as our navy remains strong, we will not be afraid of any enemy attack. ”

Cheng Zuo raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and said with a mouth full of wine: "General soldier, then next time we have less things, we can send a large army to grab wealth." Let this damn country never turn over. ”

Mao Wenlong nodded and snorted coldly: "Every year, every year in the future, I will send troops to come to the Wa Kingdom to search for it." This is the task that the Daming Sailor must perform in the future. ”

Mao Wenlong's tone was full of evil, and he didn't intend to make the country feel better from now on. It is best to let the Wa State become a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty forever, and it must be severely suppressed so that it will never turn over.

Hearty laughter echoed in the bow of the ship, Mao Wenlong and Chengzuo drank and talked happily, imagining the development of the future navy.

At the same time, in the imperial city of Nanjing, in the imperial study, Mao Jingwen's deep voice suddenly exploded: "What, what did you say?" Father, they are already on their way home? ”

The great joy shocked Mao Jingwen. It has been almost a year since the last time I said goodbye to Mao Wenlong in Qiongzhou Mansion. Mao Jingwen also returned to live in the Imperial City of Nanjing for almost a year, and he was very bored these days, still missing the passionate years in the previous naval barracks.

Suddenly hearing that his father was about to return, Mao Jingwen was very happy. After determining that Mao Wenlong was really already on the way home. Mao Jingwen rushed directly to the harem and informed Chen Lan, Hong Ziyan and Mao Jingwen's sister of the news.

The day of family reunion is approaching, and everyone has a smile on their faces. The imperial city, which used to be very dull, has also begun to become more and more lively.

Nearly a year has passed, and Hong Chengchou, who is in charge of political affairs every day, has become more and more old. The wrinkles on his face make Hong Chengchou, who is only sixty years old, look exactly like a seventy-year-old man.

"Sir, sir, father, father is already on the way home......" Mao Jingwen's voice echoed outside the hall.

Buried in the bookcase, Hong Chengchou, who was carefully checking the twists and turns in various places, looked up at the door when he heard this. I saw that the black shadow was shaking, and Mao Jingwen's tall body had already appeared in front of Hong Chengchou.

"As the emperor, he always shouts like this, what kind of system, and he loses his might." Hong Chengchou completely ignored what Mao Jingwen said just now, and opened his mouth to train Mao Jingwen.

Glancing at his mouth, Mao Jingwen didn't seem to care about Hong Chengchou's preaching, he still said with a smile: "Sir, my father and the emperor will arrive in Guangzhou Mansion in a few days, and we will definitely be able to return to Nanjing in a few days, we have been separated for nearly a year, and the day of reunion is just around the corner." ”

Hong Chengchou only reacted at this time, he got up and asked urgently: "Chief soldier, is it really already on the way back?" Great, great. ”

Mao Jingwen was confused by Hong Chengchou's excited appearance, and he just opened his mouth to lecture himself, but he was more excited than anyone else.

"Is there something embarrassing about sir?" Mao Jingwen still knows Hong Chengchou.

He knew that Hong Chengchou should be troubled by something at this moment, and it was very likely that only Mao Wenlong could solve this matter. So after learning that Mao Wenlong had returned, Hong Chengchou was so excited.

Nodding, Hong Chengchou said in a deep voice: "Just now, I happened to have a piece of music sent from the prefect over there in Guangzhou. According to the description in his recital, the current situation in Guangzhou is not optimistic! ”

Listening to Hong Chengchou's tone full of helplessness, Mao Jingwen began to be curious: "What is the trouble of Mr., why don't you tell me clearly?" ”

Hong Chengchou shook his head and smiled bitterly, didn't say anything, looked directly on the bookcase for a while, and finally took out a book and handed it directly in front of Mao Jingwen: "This is the fold just mentioned, the emperor might as well take a look at it himself and find out." ”

With a face full of confusion, Mao Jingwen still opened the fold and looked at it, and after a long time, Mao Jingwen exhaled deeply: "What is that big smoke, which can actually confuse people's minds?" ”

"This big smoke was transported by those Yi people to sell, and the old man has already seen this thing with the imperial doctor in the palace. It's something that is addictive and confusing. Once this thing is contaminated, there is almost no way to get rid of it. There are already many people in the city who have smoked big cigarettes, and it is common for families to be ruined and killed. ”

Hong Chengchou paused, sighed and continued: "What's even more odious is that those Yi people used these big smoke to almost snatch the silver of the entire mansion city. And these Yiren are using the wealth earned by the Great Smoke to rapidly expand their fleet. ”