"Look! This is our great country! ”

Five hundred meters in the air, Yang Qing hugged his fiancée from behind, lying on the gondola of the hot air balloon and looking at Nanjing City below.

The latter's pretty face was full of surprise.

It is said that this is the first time that Princess Kunxing has stood in the sky, although Yang Qing had planned to take off with a glider with her before, but then gave up because of safety issues, after all, he was not afraid of falling to death but Princess Kunxing couldn't, until now he made a hot air balloon to finally realize his long-cherished wish to wave in the sky with a careful liver......

Hot air balloons are actually quite simple.

Above is a multi-layered silk that heats the air with an alcohol stove, while a special multi-layered bamboo basket hangs underneath, making it easy to carry two people.

This one is also military.

In the future, Yang Qing plans to equip each brigade with a hot air balloon, and the global observation capability provided by such a thing on the battlefield is very important, while the message is still transmitted in the flag language. Even if a few horses are specially dragged to make tethered balloons, with a rope of 100 meters overlooking the ground at a high altitude, it is enough to gain an asymmetric advantage in information. Others need to release scouts to search and reconnoiter within a range of more than ten miles, and spend more than ten minutes or even half an hour to transmit information, which can be completed in an instant at an altitude of 100 meters.

This information superiority on the battlefield can often determine the victory of a major war.

Not to mention that it is also convenient to arrange troops.

In addition, he also planned to raise a few more tethered balloons on the city wall around Nanjing, and the Five Cities Terracotta Division was responsible for observing the security situation in the whole city. In addition, there are ports and fortresses, but in this case alcohol is not good, and to make alcohol requires a lot of food, and kerosene can be used for them. The salt wells in Sichuan can already produce a small amount of crude oil, which is nothing more than a fraction to heat to obtain crude oil vapor, which is condensed through copper pipes in the water, because the boiling point is different, and the first gasoline is produced and then kerosene.

The lamp oil has been post-processed, and sulfuric acid needs to be added, which is not good for the time being, sulfuric acid is very precious, and the kerosene itself has a foul smell, and the lamp is not as good as whale oil, but this is no problem for hot air balloons.

Of course, this is all planned.

At least not in a year or two.

At present, the first hot air balloon in Daming is only for Zhongyong Hou to use to pick up girls.

By the way, some ulterior motives are achieved.

Princess Kunxing, who was tightly held in his arms from behind, looked at the huge city under her feet with fresh excitement, looked at the Yangtze River rolling eastward next to her, and looked at the surrounding autumn harvest farmland......

She blushed suddenly.

Yang Qing lightly bit her ear.

Princess Kunxing's face turned even redder, she moved her body a little unnaturally, it was obvious that something was causing her uneasiness, and then Yang Qing's hand moved down from her waist and gently lifted her skirt......

"Don't, don't ......"

Princess Kunxing trembled and weakly refused.

"You're eighteen!"

Yang Qing bit her earlobe and whispered.

"But, but we haven't married yet!"

Princess Kunxing struggled weakly, but Yang Qing's other hand locked her firmly and let her body fit backwards as much as possible in a very special position. Of course, the main thing is to facilitate another thing, although the two have hugged each other in this way more than once, and Princess Kunxing has also guessed the size of this thing, but at this moment, this thing behind her still makes her body tremble involuntarily......

"This is heaven, almost two hundred feet above the earth, who will see? You're afraid of being gossiped about below, but what's there to worry about here is that this is the world of the two of us, and the peaches are ripe, so it's not good not to pick them! ”

Yang Qing whispered like a little devil.

Almost at the same time, Princess Kunxing's pretty face suddenly turned red like blood, and at the same time, her body trembled violently......

"This thing won't fall, will it?"

On the royal street in front of Chengtian Gate, Song Yingxing looked at the violent shaking of the hanging basket under the hot air balloon overhead, and asked Yang Yong next to him in horror.

"Song Gong, do you know better than you?"

Yang Yong said speechlessly.

"Quick, hurry up and send the flag!"

Song Yingxing looked at the hanging basket and continued to shake, and said anxiously.

Although he presided over the manufacture of this thing, when he thought that the bamboo basket was the de facto ruler of the Ming Empire, and then looked at the shaking of this thing, he still felt that his cold sweat was about to break out. If this falls, even if Yang Qing can't die, Princess Kunxing is afraid that she will not be immortal, and then the Song family should be beheaded.

Yang Yong immediately waved his hand.

A signal soldier on horseback next to him waved the signal flag in his hand and asked the loyal and brave marquis in the sky, what was he doing? However, it was clear that the Marquis of Zhongyong did not have time to answer him, and the hanging basket continued to shake under the hot air balloon! The signal soldiers below kept waving the signal flag over and over again, and even Yang Yong simply gathered his subordinates to shout to the sky, but all this was useless, there was no response from the sky, only the hanging basket shook regularly in the field of vision of the telescope.

There was a confusion below.

Not only Jinyiwei, but even the people on the royal street joined in shouting.

Anyway, their voices should be enough!

But even so, there was still no response in the sky, and the poor soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty could not have imagined that their prison country was at an altitude of 500 meters, painfully and happily completing her transformation from a girl to a woman......

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the sky, and the hot air balloon, which was originally slowly fluttering, immediately began to accelerate, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out of the city wall and flew farther and farther to the southwest.

Song Yingxing and Yang Yong watched this scene in amazement.

"Chase!"

Yang Yong suddenly sobered up and hurriedly shouted.

Jinyiwei's team immediately chased the hot air balloon towards Hongwu Gate, and when they arrived at Hongwu Gate, they met Zheng Zhilong and three ghost guys riding into the door.

"Yang Zhenfu, what is that?"

Zheng Zhilong said with a smile.

He was not in Beijing before, in fact, His Excellency the Admiral was not in Beijing most of the time, either in Fuzhou or Zhoushan, which were the two major naval bases of the Ming Dynasty, which had been expanded to the Nanyang Naval Division with 40 cruisers, and currently had three main bases, and the other was in Taiwan, which was originally the city of Gelanza.

There are two Beiyang Naval Divisions.

One is Penglai Sword Village, and the other is the North Korean port of Busan, where a fortress is being built with a total of 20 new warships, and a new main base is being built, which is Weihaiwei Military Port.

"Nan Amber, I'll talk about it later!"

Yang Yong didn't care about him, and rushed past with a fist on his horse, and the brocade guards of the brigade surged past under the gaze of the three ghosts. However, the older Song Yingxing did not follow, it was not easy for him to ride a horse and run these few steps, Lao Song stopped panting, greeted each other with Zheng Zhilong, and then looked at the three ghosts.

"South Amber, this is the English Tribute Envoy?"

Song Yingxing asked.

Zheng Zhilong nodded.

These three were official envoys sent by the British East India Company, theoretically on behalf of the British king, at this time the East India Company had sent three batches of twenty merchant ships to the Ming Dynasty, all of which arrived at the port of Fuzhou, from where a large number of goods including sugar, black tea, and silk were transported. Of course, it also brought a steady stream of gold and silver to the Nanyang Company and other Fujian merchants, and the British East India Company and the Nanyang Company were forming stable trade cooperation, while the Dutch East India Company was strengthening its ties with King Gui because of the battle for Taiwan.

This is also an inevitable consequence.

At this time, the Dutch East India Company was the leader of the Oriental trade, but the British East India Company and the Nanyang Company of the Ming Dynasty were both newcomers, and if they wanted to overthrow the Dutch East India Company, they had to form an alliance. The British did not have the ambition to stretch their hands across the South China Sea, but they coveted the Dutch city of Malacca, and Yang Qing coveted the Dutch's Batavia, and the two hungry wolves who had just set foot in this sea were salivating at the wolf king who had been on the sea.

If you want to overthrow the throne of the wolf king, then you must work together, and the premise of the alliance is that the two officials form a formal friendly relationship.

"You guys go to the Ministry of Rites first, Marquis Zhongyong is not in the palace at this time."

Song Yingxing said.

"The Marquis of Zhongyong is gone, uh, he won't be in heaven, will he?"

Zheng Zhilong said in amazement.

Obviously, he still knows Yang Qing well.

"It's not just him, the prison country is also there!"

Song Yingxing said somewhat helplessly.

Zheng Zhilong raised his head in amazement, but the hot air balloon was no longer visible in the sky, he shook his head speechlessly, and walked north with three British envoys admiring the prosperity of the Royal Street.

At this time, the hot air balloon was still shaking and continued to float to the southwest, and Yang Yong led the Jinyi guard below to also continue to chase, but even if he was riding a horse, it was very unrealistic to really want to catch up with this thing. After all, their horses will be tired, and hot air balloons will not be tired in the sky, and the wind speed also exceeds the normal speed of the cavalry, so it must be considered a strong wind at this time, and if the speed exceeds forty per hour, how long can the cavalry run at a speed of forty per hour?

Not to mention that on the ground, the road is not yet straight.

In this way, in Yang Yong's desperate gaze, the hot air balloon accompanied by the sunset hanging in the west, with that regular shaking, drifted farther and farther, and ran farther and farther......

"It's all your fault!"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Princess Kunxing leaned on the hanging basket exhausted and beat Yang Qing's chest with a small pink fist.

The latter was tidying up her clothes.

However, Yang Qing, who had finished tidying up, helped her, who obviously couldn't stand, and looked at the ground below that was already shrouded in darkness, and was also a little dumbfounded. Because of the height gap between him and the ground, he still had the afterglow of the setting sun here, and the ground was completely covered in night, and he looked at his delicate pocket watch......

"Actually did it for an hour?"

He was stunned.

Princess Kunxing blushed and spat him, her legs moved unnaturally, and there was still a trace of pain on her face.

"Which, it's really hard for you!"

Yang Qing said embarrassedly.

Princess Kunxing directly bit him on the chest with hatred.