Mu Xiu returned, not only trained a very experienced fleet, but also became familiar with several routes in the surrounding seas.

Gu Tingcheng took out a huge map.

This was drawn by a craftsman based on the satellite maps of later generations and the actual situation of the world.

Very detailed, very accurate.

From mountains and rivers to a point on the sea, all of them are drawn.

The map is so large that it can directly cover a room.

Gu Qingcheng was only wearing a foot coat, stepping on the map, she held a whip in her hand, and gestured at the coastal position.

"Senior Brother Mu, how is this route?"

"What is the maximum number of men, horses, food, and ordnance that a fleet can transport?"

Gu Tingcheng actually had an approximate valuation in her heart, but she still wanted to ask a professional to give her an accurate answer.

"Your Majesty, it's summer, and there are many southeast and south winds on the seaside."

"The fleet travels from south to north, and it is much faster to sail with the wind."

Mu Xiu had just returned from sailing and was very familiar with the monsoon conditions at sea.

He carefully looked at the destination pointed out by Gu Qingcheng, and linked the points on the map with the specific locations in his mind.

He had a very concrete concept.

"Fifteen days for the fastest, twenty days for the slow."

Mu Xiu secretly twisted his fingers, taking into account all the factors such as the speed of the treasure ship, the speed of the monsoon winds, and the distance between the two ports, and gave a relatively definite answer.

As for Gu Qingcheng's other question, he also thought about it carefully.

"Each treasure ship can accommodate a thousand people, and the fleet currently has thirty treasure ships."

Therefore, if the entire fleet is dispatched, it can carry 30,000 people at a time.

"Thirty thousand."

Gu Tingcheng sighed slightly.

In the era of industrialization, relying only on manpower is still too limited.

Wanting to transport troops through sea lanes is actually too idealistic.

In reality, there are too many problems with operation.

Gu Tingcheng still doesn't need to consider the loss of money, well, the silver on a small island has become Gu Tingcheng's money bag.

Relying on this huge silver mine, Gu Qingcheng can afford to raise a huge fleet of treasure ships, and he can squander it again and again.

"Fortunately, we don't need too many men and horses this time, just a surprise army to carry out a surprise attack!"

Gu Qingcheng had already planned, and Mu Xiu's answer just made her more sure.

……

Pingcheng.

After half a year, Yu Wenheng met his father Yu Wensong.

He didn't hesitate at all, and knelt down when they met.

"Father, the unfilial son Hengte has come to confess!"

Yu Wenheng is very simple, kneeling, confessing and other processes are completed in one go.

Yu Wensong sat on the main seat with a golden knife, and looked at Yu Wenheng with a pair of tiger eyes.

"Confession? How so? Where are you wrong? ”

"My son is not filial! Be smart! You shouldn't have sent troops south without permission......"

Yu Wenheng can really afford to take it and put it down.

Especially in front of his father, he took the initiative to throw away all his self-esteem and pride.

However, Yu Wenheng is not blindly admitting mistakes and showing weakness.

He counted his mistakes carefully, and then said something that was still "confidential":

"However, this war with the Southern Dynasty, my son has not gained nothing!"

"The son was indeed defeated, but the son was not defeated by the Gu clan and the riverside defenders, but by an artifact——"

As he spoke, Yu Wenheng took out a half-cut porcelain vase from his arms.

The porcelain vase is not large, and it is the size of an adult woman's fist.

This half of the porcelain vase does not seem to have been broken, and there are traces of fire at the fracture.

"What is this?"

Yu Wensong didn't know why.

He didn't know what his son meant by coming back with such a rag and being so solemn.

"Ah Heng, you don't want to tell me that your defeat a few months ago has something to do with this?"

"Father, don't underestimate this little porcelain vase."

"It's not just ordinary porcelain, it's filled with something, and as long as it hits, it will explode with a 'boom'......"

Saying the word "explosion", Yu Wenheng's face instantly became a little ugly.

There was a flash of horror in his eyes.

He seemed to remember some terrible scene, and until now, his heart was still palpitating.

Yu Wensong was a little curious.

His son, a teenager who was only a little taller than a war horse, began to go into battle.

And the battlefield is always cruel and bloody.

Flesh and blood flew and wailed everywhere.

When you step on it, it's either a corpse, or a scattered head or severed limbs.

For ordinary people, this is what is more terrible than hell.

Yu Wenheng has long been accustomed to it.

Having experienced the real battlefield and experienced the real tragedy, Yu Wensong thought that a fierce general like them would not be afraid of anyone or anything.

But the eldest son in front of him was frightened, and Yu Wensong was sure that this must not be his son's cowardice, but really encountered a situation more terrible than the battlefield.

"Father, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, so you don't know the power of this thing's explosion."

"If it was a hand-to-hand fight, a real fight with a real knife and a real gun, my son would not be so afraid."

"It's not! It doesn't need to be lifted at close range, it just needs to be thrown and it will explode. ”

"The people were swept away, and the horses were blown up to the point where only half was left. There are also soldiers who have been affected, who have either been burned or mutilated......"

Yu Wenheng did not exaggerate, but told his experience truthfully.

In the end, his face was gloomy: "Father, can you imagine that on the huge river, thick smoke is billowing and all kinds of debris are floating. ”

"Blood stained the river, and there were countless wails......"

The key is that their iron riders didn't even touch the corners of each other's clothes.

They were defeated, and not a single soldier was lost!

This is the most terrifying!

"Is it really so domineering?"

Yu Wensong didn't see it with his own eyes, just relying on imagination, it's really hard to imagine.

"Father, if you don't believe me, we can give it a try!"

Yu Wenheng changed his words and suddenly threw out such a sentence.

Yu Wensong was stunned for a moment, staring at Yu Wenheng with sharp eyes.

What does this shaft mean?

Did he get a complete little porcelain vase?

Isn't it just a few broken pieces?

"Father, my son managed to get the 'secret recipe'."

Yu Wenheng hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile.

"Time is relatively tight, and my son's return to Beijing this time is low-key, and it is not good to collect craftsmen and materials with great fanfare, so I can't restore the small porcelain vase for the time being."

"However, my son found something similar to a small porcelain vase, and the effect was similar to that when the small porcelain vase exploded."

Yu Wenheng raised his head, although he was still kneeling, he had that kind of smug publicity.

He didn't just come to confess his sin to his father.

He negotiated with his father and the Yuwen clan he represented.

And in negotiations, it is natural to have bargaining chips.

Yu Wenheng's chips are not just a step six fox letter.

If it was before last night, Yu Wenheng would not have been so confident.

However, last night, after receiving a letter from his henchman, the Flying Eagle told him that the female monarch had died of illness, and Yu Wenheng was very emotional.

For Gu Youyi, a woman, he loved and disliked it...... However, when the person was really killed by him, he only had sighs and sighs.

In the end, he has known each other since he was a child, and he has been a childhood sweetheart for many years.

They were still married.

Although Yu Wenheng has discovered his wife's true face (that is, stupidity) in the past year or two, he must admit that no matter whether his wife is smart or not, she is really dedicated to herself.

Perhaps, the wife's contribution has a purpose.

However, the ancients also said, "Deeds do not matter the heart".

What if his wife has a purpose, the result is that Yu Wenheng can accumulate military exploits and have a certain strength, thanks to his wife's help.

When people are alive, Yu Wenheng can only see the shortcomings of the other party, and he is already disgusted with the other party's utilitarianism.

Now, the person is dead, still dead in his own hands, and Yu Wenheng's few consciences can't help but be touched.

Xu sighed too much, and Xu thought too much of the beauty of the past, when Yu Wenheng slept, he was extremely unsteady.

He had a dream all night.

In the dream, there are all kinds of strange lights, and there are many strange things.

After waking up, Yu Wenheng's whole person was in a trance.

Those dreams were bizarre, but they were incomparably real.

As if it had really happened.

“…… How can it be? My wife is Gu's Siniang, not Gu's Sanniang. ”

"That Gu San didn't come to the Northern Dynasty with his family at all. She, she followed You'an Gong to Lingnan. ”

"Also, after Gu Si escaped from the riverside, he gritted his teeth and cursed more than once, saying that Gu San had seduced several men with a good skin."

In Gu Youyi's mouth, Jiang Chi's rebellion all came from Gu Qing's seduction.

Hearing these curses at that time, Yu Wenheng was even more disgusted with his wife - the jealous face was really ugly!

But now, after experiencing a lot of dreams, Yu Wenheng actually carefully recalled his wife's words.

Because he found that in his dream, Gu Sanniang, whom he married, was simply an ugly girl without salt.

It's ugly! It's ugly!

But, very talented.

Yu Wenheng was also surprised to find that the "prophet" he got from Gu Youyi was all Gu Sanniang's handwriting in his dream.

It's just that Gu Youyi relied on "prediction", while Gu Sanniang used her smart brain to analyze and then come to a conclusion based on the clues she obtained.

Probably Yu Wenheng is also smart enough, he found that although those dreams are absurd and bizarre, Gu Sanniang's performance in the dreams is very logical.

There is no metaphysics that can be calculated, and there are just super brains that analyze and speculate.

Gu Sanniang's various performances are more in line with the reputation of the first talented woman.

And she married him, and devoted all the strength of the Gu clan to assist him, let him ascend to the throne, and finally rule the world.

"Whew~~"

God knows, after waking up and resorting everything in the dream, Yu Wenheng felt both ridiculous and inexplicably excited.

Unify the North and the South!

Domination of the world!

Go down in history!

An emperor through the ages!

Really, that dream is too beautiful, too real, so real that Yu Wenheng is a little trance......