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In the 28th year of the Yongli calendar of the Ming Dynasty, the 13th year of the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty, and in March 1674 after the birth of the Lord of the Western calendar, although a protracted war had been set off on the mainland in the west because of the Qing court's reduction of feudal domains, the Taiwan Strait still seemed to be in the tranquility of being far away from the war under the bright spring light. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

At this time, two Zheng army fast sentry ships departing from Shuizhai on Baisha Island were cruising along the channel of 20 water miles west of the Penghu Islands - because the abandonment of Jinxia and Xiamen had fostered the ambition of the Qing army in Fujian to further peep into Taiwan, these Zheng army officers and men had to wait sideways, and always watch out for the enemy ships sent by the other side to peep.

Soon, they spotted the first target of the day's cruise, a three-masted Caravel-type clipper, the colorful flags flying on the mast were supposed to be Spanish armed merchant ships from the Viceroyalty of the Philippines, and judging by its low draft and heading against the wind, it should have just returned from Naha.

Hongyi on the ship also spotted Zheng Jun's ship at this moment, and after a while, the gun window on one side opened, and a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose, and a thunderous sound immediately resounded. But don't get me wrong, the other side is not demonstrating to what they see as a small thing, but firing a gun salute as a tribute to the undisputed dominance of the Zheng Navy in the waters of Northeast Asia.

Zheng Jun's fast sentry boat did not have the slightest appreciation for the other party's overtures, and the thirty-two oars on the side of the ship turned up and down, and the speed of the ship was like an arrow from the string, and it swept over the other party at a very close distance, and even the first ship once used the only bow gun on the ship to make an aim, but only then did it fly away in the horrified eyes of the other party

"My lord, northeast." The Zheng Jun Express Sentinel Ship, which continued to go north, sailed for more than half an hour or so, when the lookout post standing in Diao Dou suddenly sounded an alarm. "There is a thousand blessing boats, with the Yellow Dragon Flag, which is the ship of the Tartar Fujian Sailors."

Hearing this, the deputy foreman of the fast sentry ship immediately climbed up to Diao Dou in three steps and two steps, and carefully distinguished it for a long time, then slid down the mast, and confirmed with a heavy face: "My lord, Ding Ergou is not mistaken, but it is a thousand materials of the Qing army (note: one material is taken in this article = 60KG load) big ship." ”

The foreman in charge of the ship hesitated; "Do you see that in addition to this big boat, there are other clear dogs behind?"

"Nope." The bearded deputy foreman gave an affirmative answer. "I can see very clearly that there is absolutely no second Tartar warship in Wushuili."

"Only one boat? What the hell is the idea of the Tartars? Isn't it hard to think that a boat sneaking in is not easy to detect? ”

The foreman who touched his chin was still thinking about the enemy's intentions, and the lookout post above his head reported loudly: "My lord, the Tartars seem to have discovered us too, ah, no, impossible, my lord, look, the enemy ship on the opposite side suddenly lowered its sails." ”

"Sail down?" The foreman and the deputy foreman looked at each other, you must know that the most important thing in naval warfare in this era is the speed of the ship and the direction of the wind, once there is no speed, no matter how big the ship is, no matter how many cannons can only be slowly overtaken by the opponent, so the enemy ship acts like this makes them a little unclear.

"Give the flag to Liu Su Eleven, let it prepare to turn around," After hesitating for a while, the foreman made a decision, yes, the opponent has a posture of being slaughtered, but at this time he is too scared to step forward, no matter what, it is unreasonable, even if it is a trap, he has to step on it and give it a try. "Let's go over and take a look, by the way, let Liusu Eleven take a look, in case it's a trap of the Tartars, don't take care of us, and immediately rush back to Penghu to report the news."

"Am I being reborn?" Lying on the solid wood carved tooth bed, asking about the faint aroma of wood, Fang Ming asked himself so. "This shouldn't be a fantasy, right?" Thinking of the words that he vaguely heard before his consciousness dissipated, Fang Ming couldn't help but shake his head. "Is there really a master in the world who can control fate against time?"

But whether he believes it or not, at this moment, he is holding the body of an ancient teenager hundreds of years ago, lying on a big bed that can be called a treasure in later generations, quietly listening to the night rain, it is already an indisputable fact, instead of entanglement to distinguish how he came, instead of complaining about nostalgia for the previous life, it is better to seriously consider the future of life in this life.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Ming immediately began to check the remaining memories of the young man's soul that was swallowed by him, but his face suddenly stretched very long: "it, how can it be Zheng Kezang, this unlucky ghost, God, shouldn't you be playing tricks on me again." ”

Zheng Kezang, the grandson of Zhu Chenggong and the son of Zhu Jin, was originally the heir of Ming Zheng Taiwan, but he was stabbed to death because of the power of the ministers, and after his death, he also left a eulogy in Taiwan, "The husband and the wife are also dead, and the king is dead and the Ming is also dead".

Lenovo in his previous life when he was writing, he had retrieved the entry on Du Niang, Fang Ming was a little crying and laughing, there was a Manchu Qing Dynasty outside the power of rape, and it was really a move against the sky to give up. However, he finally relived his life, Fang Ming, no, Zheng Kezhang naturally did not want to live only six years, and he had to fight to the end for his own life

Zheng Kezhang was still secretly vowing, and there was a gentle knock on the door, and a sharp voice like a rooster came in: "Qinshe, it's time to get up, Master Wu is already waiting in Wuping." ”

"This is Jin Nineteen, the leader of his inner servants." A set of memories instantly surfaced in Zheng Kezang's mind, although the official title of the Qing court for Zhu Jin was still the son of the general of the Ming Dynasty, but this did not prevent Zhu Jin, who had already been called the king of Taiwan by the British, from using eunuchs in Anping City like the Ming and Qing courts.

"Chinshe, get up." Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Jin Shijiu called again, and then heard a movement of turning over, Jin Shijiu straightened up and nodded at the little waiter behind him, so he took the lead, and several waiters walked in quietly. "Chin She, come and wipe your face first, and then put on your coat"

As the eldest son of a faction, twelve-year-old Zheng Kezhang has to do a lot of homework every day, including getting up early in the morning to practice martial arts. In the past, sleepy children naturally hoped to stay in bed, but now, Zheng Kezang, who knows that his future is bleak, will not give up any opportunity.

"Qinshe is very energetic today." Looking at Zheng Kezang, who had small arms and legs, not only sweated profusely to complete the established training amount, but also spontaneously pulled his legs and leaped, and the martial artist who was responsible for teaching Zheng Kezhang couldn't help but praise. "Stop, drink saliva, wipe your sweat, rest for a while and practice again."

"Thank you, teacher." Zheng Kezhang thanked him, this abnormal behavior made the teacher feel happy in his heart.

After drinking Leng Baikai, Zheng Kezhang practiced for a while, and Jin Shijiu came to pick him up and go to the lotus courtyard where his mother Chen Zhaoniang lived for breakfast. Although Zheng Kezhang is Zhu Jin's eldest son, his mother Chen Zhaoniang is not the official wife and concubine of Zhu Jin, the king of Yanping County, and her background is just a nurse of Zhu Jin's fourth brother Zheng Zhi.

Since she once served as Zheng Zhi's nurse, it is conceivable that Chen Zhaoniang should have had a husband and childbirth history. But Zhu Jin, who was nineteen years old at the time, still fell in love with this woman despite the accusations of his subordinates and the anger of his father Zhu Chenggong, from which it can be inferred that she must have amazing beauty.

However, in addition to her outstanding appearance, Chen Zhaoniang's tenderness is also lacking in Tang Heniang, who is the daughter of Tang Xianyue, the secretary of the Longwu Dynasty's military department, so that she monopolized most of Zhu Jin's favor, and thus accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction within the Zheng family. Although these grievances cannot be turned into the power of revenge because of Zhu Jin's support when he was alive, once Zhu Jin, the towering tree, is gone, it is one of the fundamental reasons for the defeat of Zheng Kezang, who has an unstable foundation in the future, which he naturally has a clear understanding and deep understanding as a reborn.

"It looks like the first thing in the next few years will be to master an armed force that is directly subordinate to you."

Walking on the way to the Heyuan, Zheng Kezhang decided that of course, as a twelve-year-old boy, if he wanted to get an arm like an arm, he couldn't simply expect his tiger body to shake up, and the generals would bow down one after another. At the time of the Ming and Qing dynasties, when there were soldiers who were the kings of grass, even those old courtiers who followed the three generations of the Zheng family in the Zheng family's private army were not the current Zheng Kezang who could be subdued, and they had to find another way.

As soon as Zheng Kezhang walked into the courtyard with his front feet, a middle-aged man with a lofty instrument flashed in front of him, it was none other than Zheng Kezang's biological father in this life, the lord of Dongning, the third generation of the Zheng family, and Zhu Jin, also known as Zheng Jing.

Zheng Kezang, who knew that Zhu Jin had spent the night at Chen Zhaoniang's place last night, immediately knelt down: "Father, my son has asked his father to say goodbye." ”

"Chin She's here, get up." Zhu Jin looked at his beloved son with joy on his face. "Come, sit down." As soon as the father and son sat down, there was a jingling sound, and a graceful woman walked out of the inner room, and when she saw this woman, Zhu Jin's face was even more happy. "Zhao Niang, why have you been washing up for so long."

Zheng Kezhang couldn't be as big as Zhu Jin, so he immediately stood up again and saluted: "My son has seen my mother!" ”

"Qin She, why is there so much sweat on your head, come here, quickly take a handkerchief to wipe it for the eldest prince." As she spoke, Chen Zhaoniang glanced at Zhu Jin. "It must have been your father who made you run all the way, and I don't know how sorry for my son."

Although Chen Zhaoniang's questioning looked a little indiscriminate, there was a soft affection in her tone, and Zhu Jin, who was not drunk and drunk by herself, immediately cooperated to make a posture of lust and soul-teaching, which couldn't help but make Zheng Kezhang bow his head and laugh, but at the same time, he also felt an inexplicable warmth.

The small episode passed quickly, several people had breakfast, Zheng Kezhang was about to return to the house to prepare for Lu Fuzi's class, and suddenly an inner servant broke in, but it was Zhu Jin's personal person: "Your Majesty, the military situation is urgent, and several adults have arrived in the outer hall." ”

Military Emergency? Father and son frowned at the same time.

Zheng Kezhang calculated, that's right, it should be the time for the rebellion of the three feudatories, Geng Jingzhong invited Ming Zheng to send troops, as soon as he thought of this, Zheng Kezhang suddenly grabbed Zhu Jin's hand: "Father, are you going to fight again?" ”

Chen Zhaoniang also covered her mouth and listened to Zhu Jin's reply, Zhu Jin glared at the waiter unhappily, and said to Zheng Kezang: "I don't know yet?" It will never come to Taiwan. ”

Zheng Kezhang asked again: "Is my father going to the mainland?" Is it going to be a long time since you see your father? ”

"It's hard to say!" Zhu Jin touched Zheng Kezang's head, turned his head and gave Chen Zhaoniang an apologetic smile. "My father has to listen to the opinions of several important ministers so that he can know whether he is going to the mainland."

Finally led Zhu Jin's words over, Zheng Kezhang pressed his heart, and asked in the tone of a child, "Can that son go and listen together?" ”

"Chin She!" Chen Zhaoniang was afraid that Zhu Jin would be angry, so she hurriedly grabbed her son. "Military affairs, your father will deal with them, you are a little child, what kind of fun did you make in the past."

"It's nothing if Qin She wants to go." Zhu Jin was unimpressed by Chen Zhaoniang's reaction. "In the future, this Taiwan will be handed over to him, so it's better to listen to it." Speaking of this, Zhu Jin commanded. "Say hello to Master Lu, Qinshe's class will stop today, Qinshe, go, my father will take you to the palace to see."

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