The twenty-five huge ships of fortune were loaded with so much cargo, and it took two days and two nights to unload and transport them. , but just like that, the ship can't go yet, because it needs to be overhauled. Zhu Youcheng was still deceiving him when the Denglai sailor was deceiving him, and when the goods were unloaded and the waterline of the Fu ship was dropped, Zhu Youcheng was startled, and the bottom of the Fu ship was full of holes, and it was so bad that it didn't look good.

Zhu Youcheng asked in surprise, "What's going on?" Did the sailors eat the money for the maintenance of the ship? ”

The military attache in charge of ship maintenance called out to the sky: "Lord Zhu, how can the little ones have the guts. Adults don't know, although the wooden planks used to build the Fu boat have been treated with anti-corrosion, the corrosive nature of the sea water is so strong, coupled with the underwater reefs, the Fu boat has to be overhauled every time it comes back from the sea. This time, the lucky ship came back from Dongying, taking an ocean-going route, and the damage was even more severe. ”

Zhu Youcheng nodded, and then he understood why the number of ships of the Daming Sailor Division was declining year by year. He had always wondered before that the sailors of the Ming Dynasty in the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China were not weak, and Zheng He led a huge fleet when he went to the West. How is it that as time goes by, the water division has deteriorated and the scale has become smaller and smaller. Now I know that the ancient ships were all wooden, and they were exposed to the sun and flooded, so how could they not be broken. If it is broken and not repaired, or it is so bad that it cannot be repaired, of course, the ships of the sailors are declining year by year. By the end of the Ming Dynasty, the sea had become a paradise for pirates. The Daming Mariner can only fight mosquitoes in the offshore sea.

Looking at the lucky boat, Zhu Youcheng was a little strange: "The ship is broken like this, and it is not sinking, what is going on." ”

"My lord, the safety of the Fu ship is very good, there are many watertight cabins under it, and one watertight cabin will not affect the other watertight cabins, so it is not easy to sink."

"That's going to be done thoroughly. How much time does it take? ”

The military attache took a closer look at the Fufune and replied, "My lord, it may take a month." ”

"A month? Too late. The official is going to take a lucky boat to rescue Juehua Island, and Jiannu is about to be killed, and there are more than 10,000 Ming people on the island. Can it be a little faster? ”

Hearing that Zhu Youcheng did not requisition the fortune ship for personal gain, the military attache gritted his teeth. Said: "Twenty days, no less." ”

"The official only gives you ten days. Don't shake your head, I won't be short of money, get all the shipwrights in Denglai, and build them with all their might, twelve hours a day. Don't worry about not being able to see at night, light a giant candle, and if you really can't do it, light a bonfire. Qian Benguan has, in short. Be sure to repair the ship within one hundred and twenty hours. ”

When the military attache heard Zhu Youcheng's statement, his confidence increased greatly, and he replied loudly: "The end will guarantee the completion of the task." ”

As a result, the inhabitants who lived on the edge of the harbor fell into blood mold, and for ten days, "clanging" during the day and "clanging" at night, and the lights were bright. The light near the shipyard is like daylight, so people can't sleep. One by one, the residents went in and out with panda eyes. At first glance, I thought that the national treasures had moved to live in Dengju Port. However, the children were very happy, warming themselves around the bonfire that was about to be extinguished at dawn and dancing the bonfire dance.

On the morning of the eleventh day, the repair work of the Fuchuan was officially completed.

Zhu Youcheng led the Jinyi Guard to board the fortune ship. Of course, not all Jinyi guards went to Juehua Island, and he left two hundred households down. One of the 100 households guarded the Denglai barracks, and the other 100 guarded the goods, and he didn't want a fire in the backyard. Half of the two hundred men were musketeers, and the other half were grenadiers, so they could handle whatever the situation.

When the two hundred households are left behind. The generals of the Jinyi Guard quarreled, and none of them wanted to accept this idle messenger. Zhu Youcheng originally wanted to forcibly assign two hundred households, but when he saw the hopeful eyes of the generals, he couldn't bear it, and finally ordered the lot to be taken. Of course, the twenty hundred households under Wu Huping and Chen Guoqi did not participate, they were the first troops to get the firecracker, the longest training time, and they were the main force, so naturally they could not stay.

The result of the drawing of lots was naturally a few happy and a few sad, the hundred households who caught the blank note laughed proudly, and the two unlucky people who caught the note with the word "stay" written on it were eager to cut off their unblessed hands.

On December 8, the fifth year of the Great Tomorrow Apocalypse, Zhu Youcheng finally embarked on the journey to Juehua Island.

Zhu Youcheng stood at the bow of the ship, and at the sound of an order, the signal soldiers on the flagship waved the command flag, and the twenty-five lucky ships untied the cables, put away the anchors, and hoisted their sails.

Feeling the salty and cold sea breeze blowing on the sea, Zhu Youcheng couldn't help but have mixed feelings, and finally took a step closer to Juehua Island.

It was at this time that he heard someone on the shore shouting his name. He took the binoculars in Wu Huping's hand and took a closer look, but it was his old acquaintance Li Yongzhen on the shore. It turned out that the Emperor of the Apocalypse waited for Zhu Youcheng to come on the left and Zhu Youcheng on the right, worried that this guy was bold and ran to Juehua Island, and hurriedly ordered Li Yongzhen to come over again to summon him back to Beijing. Li Yongzhen hurried to hurry, but was still a step late, and watched the lucky boat hang up its sails and ride away in the wind and waves.

Li Yongzhen was so anxious that she stood on the shore and yelled, trying to call the boat back.

Zhu Youcheng noticed that Li Yongzhen was instructing his entourage, as if he didn't think his voice was loud enough, and wanted everyone to shout together. He was shocked into a cold sweat, Li Yongzhen didn't want his entourage to shout out the content of the holy decree. Resisting the decree in public, even if the Emperor of the Apocalypse likes himself again, he can't erase his face, so he has to punish himself heavily.

Zhu Youcheng shouted: "All the soldiers shout with me!" Thank you to the emperor for seeing off Weichen, Weichen will definitely save the people of Juehua Island safely. ”

How smart is the brocade guard of Xizhen Fusi, he understands it and shouts with Zhu Youcheng. At first it was a hundred, then a thousand, and finally the soldiers on the twenty-five fortune boats shouted loudly in unison.

Li Yongzhen was arranging his entourage to shout in unison, when he suddenly heard a deafening sound of thanks, and he almost fell. He said in his heart: "The old ancestor Wei Gonggong said that Zhu Youcheng is extremely smart, I think he is treacherous and slippery, so how can I announce the decree." ”

As soon as the soldiers and people on the shore heard that the emperor had come to see him off, they dared to stand and knelt down one after another, leaving only Li Yongzhen and his party standing outstanding. How dare Li Yongzhen announce the emperor's decree now, the person who received the decree has already left, and he pretends to misunderstand the decree, and announces the decree at this time, isn't it discrediting the royal family?

Li Yongzhen winked at him, and his entourage knelt down together, put their hands together into a horn, and shouted with him: "Lord Zhu, the emperor wants you to pay attention to your safety, go early and return early." ”

The soldiers on the ship were shouting loudly, where could Zhu Youcheng hear Li Yongzhen's voice, but when he saw their mouths in the mirror, he knew that Li Yongzhen did not dare to announce the decree, so he couldn't help but smile proudly, smiling like a little gluttonous cat who had stolen something.

Zhu Youcheng was still a little worried, worried that Li Yongzhen would borrow a clipper to catch up with the lucky boat. After all, the Fuchuan is a large sailing ship, relying on wind power, and it is not comparable to a centipede ship that relies on manpower.

After a few days, his heart finally relaxed. Li Yongzhen really wanted to catch up by clipper at first, but the Denglai sailor was in Zhu Youcheng's hands. Under the training of Zhu Youcheng, the soldiers of Xizhen Fusi were treacherous and ghostly, but they did not let Li Yongzhen be satisfied.

Later, Li Yongzhen thought that he was still Zhu Youcheng's good friend, since he wanted to go to Liaodong so much, let him go again. Otherwise, I would be a little embarrassed to meet in the future. Therefore, after touching the wall a few times, Li Yongzhen did not have the idea of chasing Zhu Youcheng again, and waited for Zhu Youcheng's triumph in Denglai with peace of mind. Not only that, but he also said a lot of good things for Zhu Youcheng to the angels who followed up the decree. Li Yongzhen counted silently, plus Tu Wenfu in front, before and after, the Emperor of the Apocalypse sent a total of twelve groups of people to summon Zhu Youcheng back to Beijing. Twelve gold medals, but unfortunately Zhu Youcheng is not Yue Fei, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse is not the soft bone of Song Gaozong.

Zhu Youcheng knew nothing about the situation on the shore. He was thundering, questioning the sailors of the ship why the ship was moving so slowly.

The sailor replied crookedly: "My lord, in winter, the north wind blows on the Bohai Sea, and we are going north, going against the wind, and the lucky ship is a sailing ship, so it naturally moves very slowly." Fortunately, Lord Yuan designed these lucky ships as warships, which are dual-powered ships with manpower and wind power, otherwise not only could they not move forward, but they would have to go backwards. ”

Lord Yuan was referring to Yuan Keli, the former governor of Denglai, who presided over the construction of these lucky ships during his tenure.

Another sailor advised: "Don't worry, sir. Our sails are designed so special that we can borrow wind power as long as it's not due north. Moreover, we have also traveled to and from Bohai Bay many times, and we have drawn a map of the current of the Bohai Sea, and following the current can also speed up a little. ”

That being said, the degree of Fukufune is still very slow. Zhu Youcheng was anxious, he was counting the days, he didn't want to see only a ruin when the ship arrived at Juehua Island. (To be continued!)

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