"Drop the sails!"

"Turn the rudder!"

"Father-in-law, I have seen the pilot ship!"

"Please make it public, whether you have fallen anchored?"

"Fall!"

With an orderly operation, the Dafu ship and several escort ships of the Weaving Bureau entered the Yuegang of Fujian Province one after another.

Zheng Haizhu couldn't take his eyes off it.

Although she had seen Yan Siqi's ship enter and set sail on Daishan Island before, how could the merchant ships that Li Dan allowed Yan Siqi to take away from Pinghu Port and the official ships of the Ming Dynasty used by Liu Shimin be the same as the scale.

And Fan Poyu, who went out for the first time, was even more excited, feeling that his eyes were not enough.

"Sister Azhu, this month's port is so big, much larger than the dock in our hometown Ningbo Mansion, not to mention Wusongkou in Shanghai County."

Zheng Haizhu looked at the scene of thousands of sails in front of him, and the seven busy piers that spread out around the glaive-shaped seawall.

After a while, she turned her head sideways to Fan Poyu and sighed: "Don't look down on your hometown Ningbo." You now think that it has been abandoned into a few small docks, but do you know that during the time of Emperor Taizu, I had Ningbo in the three major tributary cities of the Ming Dynasty. The battle of Ningbo Port in that year will not be lost to the current Moon Port. It's just that later, the tribute competition of the envoys of the Japanese State also happened in your hometown, and when Jiajing was angry, he sealed the port of Ningbo, and the Fuzhou City Bosi and the Guangzhou Bosi were also sealed. Fortunately, now, Yuegang is open to the sea again. ”

Fan Poyu was sensitive and studious, and asked to the bottom of the matter: "Then why, instead of Fuzhou reopening, it was changed to Yuegang in Zhangzhou?" ”

Zheng Haizhu smiled, turned half of her body sideways, and raised her face to meet the wet sea breeze.

"Break the captive, look at this wind, is it just right to push the galleon into the harbor slowly? In the winter of my Ming Dynasty, the northwest wind blows more on the seaside north of Fuzhou, and the northeast wind blows on the sea far from the land. However, in the Zhangquan area, due to the different terrain, even near the shore, the northeast wind blows, which is conducive to the entry of large ships. Long Qingye Shengming, since the customs are reopened, the port must be used to the fullest, don't waste the long winter. ”

As she spoke, she lifted her finger again, as if to touch the wonderful shape of the winter wind.

After Ma Xianglin told his guards to escort Liu Shimin with the imperial court brocade guards, he turned to the deck and heard the conversation between Zheng Haizhu and Fan Poyu.

The young general stopped suddenly, and did not come forward to disturb.

He only quietly looked at the seemingly ordinary figure standing in the wind, but his heart swelled slightly, and then he was relieved.

He is not the kind of self-righteous and contemptuous woman, he can't attribute Miss Zheng's eloquence to her little female companion disdainfully, just her familiarity with her hometown in Zhangzhou.

To have insight is to have knowledge, which can be seen from the things that this woman pays attention to in her daily life.

In this period of getting along, Ma Xianglin constantly realized that whether it was a beautiful girl from a small family or a Mulan-like female general like her mother, Miss Zheng was very different from them.

is neither rich nor expensive, and has no martial arts, but Miss Zheng's heart is very big.

Ma Xianglin then thought about it very seriously, even if he didn't care about the seniors and Liu Shimin would use Miss Zheng to hold him hostage, would he really be willing to confine this woman to the back house?

If she continues to want to soar in the vast sea and sky after becoming a wife, will she gladly agree, and will she have the ability and desire to compete with her wings?

If you can't get along with each other, why bother to show your heart recklessly.

Before we think about these causes and futures, let's deal with them calmly.

Ma Xianglin straightened his Songjiang reeded cotton robe.

Well, this place in Yuegang is really good, the wind is declining, and the cold is very little, so he can wear this favorite single coat again.

General Ma, who retracted his reverie, coughed lightly, and said to Zheng Haizhu, who looked back and saw him: "Miss Zheng, go ashore." ”

……

Before Liu Shimin arrived in Yuegang, the eunuchs in charge of Nanjing Weaving and Hangzhou Weaving had completed the mission of selling goods for the Son of Heaven in Yuegang respectively.

Liu Shimin, as the weaving governor of Suzhou, was not under the governor of Hangzhou, so the two cousins of Fujian's political envoy and the envoy of the inspection, the lord of the clan and the lord of Zhentai, did not dare to go back to the New Year in advance, but stayed in Haicheng County to welcome the father-in-law Liu.

When Liu Shimin took everyone ashore, it was already the sixth day of the first lunar month.

At the reception banquet, after three rounds of wine, Liu Shimin sincerely asked the feudal platform and Zhentai to hurry back to Fuzhou, and the prefect of Zhangzhou to hurry back to Zhangzhou, and he could catch up with the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The feudal platform, the prefect and the prefect are all veterans of officialdom, and they have each sent a thousand taels of bills of exchange to Liu Shimin as a New Year's gift, and they understand that Liu Shimin has always had some dark operations when he arrives in Yuegang.

If the officials of the province and the state are still uninterestingly supported in the small county town, they will make all aspects shrink back.

The three of them then thanked Gonggong for their sympathy, and then put on a straight face and instructed the deputy envoy of Haicheng Zhixian and Xunhaidao to listen to Gonggong Liu's dispatch.

Ma Xianglin is a military general, and no matter how good his personal relationship with Liu Shimin is, he can't be at the banquet where the officials entertain.

But he still greeted and sent him outside the banquet, and paid special attention to the actions of Cai Feng, the deputy envoy of the sea patrol.

The deputy envoy of the patrol channel, subordinate to the Yamen of the Inspectorate, is the subordinate of Zhentai, and patrols the coastline of the province all year round.

The ships of Yuegang come and go frequently, and it is not surprising that in order to prevent smuggling or looting by Haikou bandits, the deputy envoy of the patrol channel is stationed in Haicheng County.

However, perhaps out of the sensitivity of a professional soldier, Ma Xianglin found that when Patrol Cai saw Zheng Haizhu in the entourage, his eyes were wrong.

After the banquet was over, Ma Xianglin returned to the official post in Haicheng County, and saw that in the front yard, Zheng Haizhu was still under the light of the lantern, checking with the officials of the Weaving Bureau whether the silk and cotton cloth was soaked in water, so he beckoned her to talk under the corridor.

"Miss Zheng, have you ever seen Patrol Cai before?"

"The cruiser? Uh, never. ”

"He stares at you. Although several Taizun saw you, they also looked at you a few more times, and asked Gonggong Liu if you were a female official in the palace. But Cai Patrol is different, and the strange thing is that he neither feels strange, nor does he lose his sense of offense, just as if he knows you. ”

"Huh?" Zheng Haizhu was stunned.

She recalled the situation during the day, because she tried her best to behave like the ancients, she always looked down at the road, and it was indeed impossible to observe the officials who came to greet her in detail like Ma Xianglin.

Zheng Haizhu has a little understanding of the actual job of patrolling the sea, and vaguely remembers that Tan Lun, who recommended Qi Jiguang to the imperial court during Jiajing, did the sea-patrol in Fujian.

"Miss Zheng, Longxi County is not far from Haicheng County, and Cai Patrol, who often patrols Haijiang, will he see you in Longxi County?"

Ma Xianglin seems to be very obsessed with activating Zheng Haizhu's memories.

When he said this, Zheng Haizhu felt a little furious in his heart.

Could it be that this Lord Cai, what is the relationship with Miss Zheng's family, who sent his soul?

It can't be such a coincidence.

It is good to teach God to know that you give me this traverser, the whole golden finger of Yan Siqi Bai Moonlight, and the color of gold is enough.

If a few more old Fujian people pop up, what should I do if I, the fake Miss Zheng family, wear a gang?

Zheng Haizhu could only deny it: "General Ma, how can we ordinary people in Longxi County deal with the dignified patrols. ”

"Oh, so. Maybe our warriors are used to being all soldiers, and we are too suspicious. ”

Ma Xianglin bowed his hand and said goodbye, looked up to see that a bright moon had risen to the middle of the sky, and then turned around and said warmly: "Miss Zheng should also rest early, and I will go to meet with Gonggong Liu tomorrow." ”