Under the Zheng He-class battleship that Liu Yifeng was thinking about, more than a dozen people were bidding farewell to Lord Song. But among these dozen people, Liu Gonggong, the most powerful steward of Dongchang Dengzhou Mansion who flattered Lord Song a few days ago, and the prefect of Dengzhou Mansion, who wanted to come to the knot, were actually not qualified to stand here.

"Lord Xu, Xia Guan really didn't expect you to come over, it's really ...... Really...... The lower officials don't know what to say......"

An old man in his 60s, dressed in a red official robe, embroidered brocade chicken, and a flower rhinoceros, held Lord Song's hand, pulled him aside with a smile, and suddenly the entire people on the dock spontaneously began to clear the field.

"Ying Xing, I hope you don't blame me for letting you go to Dongshan Prefecture to take charge."

"Lord Xu, the lower officials don't dare, the lower officials know your majesty and Lord Xu's helplessness."

"Ying Xing, it's good that you don't blame us." Age spots have appeared on the old man's face, which means that his body has begun to decline incorrigibly: "It doesn't matter if it's far away from the capital, although Dongshan Prefecture is barren, there are no worries, and you can finish your book." ”

Lord Song, that is, Song Yingxing, wanted to say something more, but he was worried that Lord Xu, whom he respected, would think that he was complaining, so he could only remain silent.

Indeed, leaving the capital to go to Dongshan Prefecture, he can write his own book with peace of mind, which is the book that the emperor has been looking forward to.

But as long as he is an official, who wants to stay away from the center of the capital, away from the cabinet and the court, and go to the remote Dongshan Prefecture?

Dongshan Prefecture is an official, called Experience, but it is actually exile!

"Ying Xing, 10 years at most, you will definitely come back. When the time comes, I will return you to a general staff member of the Maritime Administration, and in the past ten years, let the old man deal with the cabinet! ”

When it came to this, Song Yingxing could only sigh and be silent. After a few more words of advice to each other, the pair ended the farewell.

Song Yingxing stepped on the wooden stairs and walked to the battleship, looked back at Lord Xu on the dock, and arched his hand and said: "Sending you a thousand miles will be different, Lord Xu, the sea is windy, please go back." ”

Lord Xu also bowed his hand from afar and said: "Take care of the mountains and mountains on this trip, Ying Xing, we will meet again in the capital in ten years!" ”

The three young men who had been following Song Yingxing kept a respectful posture and waited for Master Xu to board the carriage, and watched him leave the dock under the escort of the guards of the Maritime Safety Bureau and the Jinyi guard.

"Brother Yang, is this Lord Xu the general staff of our Maritime Safety Bureau: Xu Guangqi, Lord Xu?"

Yang Changbai has the best family background among the three, and he is also the oldest, and he is the first of the three.

In fact, he hadn't seen Xu Guangqi, the general staff officer of the Maritime Safety Administration, but that Lord Xu was red-robed with a brocade rooster and a rhinoceros, these were all official uniforms of the second grade.

There are not many officials in the imperial court, and there are not many who will come to Jinzhou to bid farewell to Song Yingxing and Lord Song, and it is basically certain that Lord Xu is the General Staff of the Maritime Safety Bureau, one of the cabinet members, Lord Xu Guangqi of the second grade.

After thinking this through, he nodded, and the other two partners gasped and glanced at each other.

"Could it be that the rumors in the capital are true? Lord Song's trip to Dongshan Prefecture was obviously degraded, but it was actually hidden in the snow, so that Lord Xu would take over as the general staff of the Maritime Safety Administration!? ”

No one can answer this question, although the three of them are all from extraordinary backgrounds, but this question is estimated that even their parents can only guess, and they also want to know the answer very much.

"Let's go, get on board. We just need to do what we have to do. ”

After taking his two companions on the boat, Yang Changbai was the first to look at the layout of the ship. Although his father was born in Guanning Iron Cavalry, he was born in the Southern Army, and his knowledge of warships far exceeded that of his two partners.

While both were still lamenting the intricacies of the sail ropes, he was looking at the gun emplacement on the side of the ship. It was rumored that the newly developed miniaturized artillery cannon jointly developed by the Ministry of Industry and the Maritime Safety Administration had been installed on the Zhenghe-class battleship, but he did not see it.

Yang Changbai left his two companions and went straight into the cabin, and walked to the gun emplacement, but still did not find the latest miniaturized artillery.

"Changbai, what are you looking for?"

"Lord Song!" Yang Changbai turned around and saw that it was Song Yingxing, and hurriedly saluted: "Lord Song, the students are looking for artillery." ”

"Changbai, I remember that your father is a rare artillery faction in the Northern Army."

"Yes, Lord Song."

Song Yingxing nodded, it was not surprising that his student cared so much about artillery.

"Changbai, the Maritime Safety Bureau has rules, and ships going to Dongshan Prefecture cannot be equipped with the latest weapons."

Yang Changbai finally understood why this Zheng He-class armament was so low: "The student understands, but Lord Song, why is this?" ”

Song Yingxing shook his head and said, "I don't know, this is the rule set by His Majesty and the cabinet. ”

After sending Yang Changbai away, Song Yingxing returned to his room. This Zheng He-class was specially refitted, and a large number of cabins that should have belonged to shelling were temporarily converted into living cabins, and as far as the ship was concerned, the conditions were very good.

But Song Yingxing was not in the mood at all.

In fact, he knew the answer to Yang Changbai's question just now.

Not only can the ships going to Dongshan Prefecture not be equipped with the latest armaments, but even the armaments of the Dongshan Prefecture Metropolitan Protectorate are also in the Longqing and even Jiaqing periods. Not to mention the bird guns that are generally installed in the southern army, even the three-eyed guns loved by the cavalry of the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate are very few, at least not on the surface.

The reason is that Dongshan Prefecture has no enemies and does not need such advanced armaments. Then there is the cabinet's fear that An Lushan will appear in Dongshan Prefecture, which is far away.

In this regard, Song Yingxing, a person from the Maritime Safety Bureau, actually agrees with the decision of His Majesty and the cabinet.

Dongshan Prefecture is so far away that only one window can be reached from the northern route in the summer every year, and any news will lag for a year no matter how fast.

Once there is an accident in Dongshan Prefecture, when the Ming court gets the news, it is estimated that the dust will settle. Therefore, no matter how much the Holy Lords attach importance to Dongshan Prefecture today, the cabinet has never given up its vigilance against the Protectorate of Dongshan Prefecture and has been weakening their armed forces.

At this time, there was a slight shaking of the hull of the ship, and Song Yingxing knew that this was sailing. He walked briskly onto the deck and looked at the shore with the countless officials who were going to serve in the Dongshan Prefecture Metropolitan Protectorate.

Some people suddenly raised their hands and covered their faces with their sleeves, afraid that others would see the tears welling up on his face. Because of this, they left the Central Plains.

Yang Changbai and his two companions also had a complex feeling of leaving their homeland.

"Brother Yang, isn't our next stop already in the Central Plains?"

"Yes, the next stop is in the Wa Kingdom."

The three of them just stared at the shore farther and farther away, falling silent.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "dong dong dong" around them, and the three of them turned their heads to see several officials kneeling on the deck, kowtowing to the mainland that had almost disappeared from view, with tears on their faces. They are grassroots officials of the Maritime Safety Bureau, and they went to Dongshan Prefecture with Song Yingxing District 1. According to convention, when it was their turn to return to the Central Plains, it should already be 30 years later, and it was no wonder that they were so out of shape.

Song Yingxing also silently looked at those who were venting their feelings for leaving their hometown, looked up at the sky, and said to himself in a melancholy tone: "Your Majesty, why do you care so much about this Dongshan Prefecture, and even let people die in a foreign country!" ”