Gan Ning's life in Jiangxia is quite comfortable, and the only regret may be that he can't sail a boat.

I saw that the prototype boat equipped with a lever was dangling in front of me every day, but every time I made a request to pilot, I was denied.

This itchy feeling of the boots made Gan Ning extremely depressed.

Fortunately, there are some acquaintances in addition to this, which makes Gan Ning regain the feeling of roaring back and forth on the river.

In addition to the polite and impeccable General Zilong, who was stationed in Jiangxia, there were also some wounded and tired soldiers left behind when Gan Gui returned to rest, including a small number of the 800 soldiers who had followed Gan Ning.

It was also from their mouths that Gan Ning knew in more detail from the mouths of these old departments what Gan Gui had done in the past year.

Last year, the battle of Jingxiang risked death to intersperse with water to deliver grain and grass to Guan Yunchang, and this year, the army led a surprise attack on Jiangdong to send reinforcements to ease the pressure on Jiangling.

In the free time between the two wars, they were also ordered to return to Linjiang to worship their ancestors and report safety to their families.

At the same time, they were also ordered to be the first to be literate and set an example for the soldiers.

"The little general said that literacy is for ...... For what? ”

The soldier with the bandage on his hand originally wanted to complain, but he suddenly couldn't remember it halfway through.

"In order to be able to read the Haiwen Atlas in the future, so that I can become a strong soldier of the sea master under the command of Xuande Gong."

Gan Ning shook his head and picked up the words of this healthy pawn.

"Yes, yes, yes! I can't always remember this word. ”

The soldier with the bandage on his hand looked overjoyed and said curiously:

"The general knows too?"

Of course Gan Ning knew.

Although the original intention of coming to Jiangxia was just to come over to meet his son and report peace to Gan Gui.

But Jiangxia's new ship quickly aroused Gan Ning's interest, and then he didn't find much out of the detailed discussion with the shipwrights.

However, a casual remark made by the shipwright during the chat made Gan Ning take it to heart.

The master craftsman said with a longing face that Xuande Gong wanted to build a shipyard in Jiangdong in the future and build a 30-zhang ship that could resist strong winds, so that the Han family could drive it out to sea and make the sea turn over the waves to measure the size of the world.

Gan Ning, who fled from Jiangdong and drifted on the sea for more than a month, is no stranger to the ocean.

After all, that's thirty zhang!

The most common ship in Jiangdong is only more than eight zhang long.

Now the Jingzhou giant boat is being driven by his son Gan Gui, and he has also asked about its captain, and the hull of thirteen zhang is already a behemoth.

Gan Ning couldn't imagine how big a thirty-zhang kuishou sea ship should be, and most importantly, who would he fight if he built such a huge ship?

So when talking to General Zilong in Jiangxia, Gan Ning also took the opportunity of the gag to ask this doubt as a joke.

It's just that in the face of this problem, General Zilong, who has always been meticulous and has few colors, was full of longing and seemed to be recalling something, and finally affirmed:

"Building a sea ship and rejuvenating the sea master is to measure the greatness of heaven and earth."

Zhao Yun's serious attitude made Gan Ning silent, and then quietly listened to the white-robed general carefully and briefly described the simple plan of Xuan Degong and his military advisors for the early stage of the sea division, and finally drank the tea that had been cold before getting up to leave.

Now that I listen to the former subordinates talking about Haiwen Tuzhi, that mixed mood once again hit Gan Ning's heart.

When he was in Gangneung, although he was faced with Lu Su's playful smile, his face was full of ease and shot back.

But in his heart, he looks down on the situation of "the father is more expensive than the son".

When he came to Jiangxia, he didn't have any plans to seek fame and fame, and even thought about how he would refuse if he asked him to break Jiangdong.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that the eyes of the people under the command of Xuande Gong had already skipped over Jiangdong and cast their eyes on the vast sea farther away.

So all the entanglements about Jiangdong and Sun Hou that had been spinning in my mind before finally evolved into a light sigh:

The dry bones in the mound, why mind?

"General? Checkmate? ”

The injured arm, which was still hanging on his chest, shook it in front of Gan Ning with his intact left hand, interrupting his general's contemplation.

Gan Ning laughed at himself: Since entering Jiangxia, how can he be as sentimental as Lu Zijing?

The smile returned to Gan Ning's face, and he changed to a more comfortable posture and asked:

"What did you just say?"

The wounded man blushed a little embarrassedly, but still insisted on whispering:

"I just asked, does the general want to go to sea? If so, I want to follow the general again. ”

Gan Ning pondered for a while, the thoughts of the old department were actually not difficult to guess, most of them did not have any opinions on Gan Gui.

If you are serious, these 800 soldiers are almost considered to have grown up watching Gan Gui, and now although they follow Gan Ning's orders, there is still a faint layer of estrangement after all, especially now that Gan Ning is also separated from Jiangdong.

And on the other hand, now that his son has participated in two big battles in a row, his dazzling achievements are no longer inferior to him, and he also has prestige.

At this time, it is appropriate to use this prestige to unite people's hearts, gather fierce soldiers, and temper a pro-army like an arm.

As a result, now the closest thing to Gan Gui is this group of pro-soldiers who are like uncles, although this group of old soldiers cannot accurately explain the various interests, but they are still keenly aware of a trace of embarrassment.

This time of contemplation did not last long, and finally Gan Gui smiled at the slightly embarrassed expression of the old department:

"It's easy, it's okay."

Immediately, he also patted the old department on the shoulder and comforted:

"Not only you, but also brothers, if they want to return here, they will come."

The wounded pawn and several old pawns next to him were all happy, but then they heard Gan Ning's next sentence:

"When we reunite, I will supervise you to read and write, learn the Haiwen Atlas, and sail to sea in the future!"

These words also made the faces of the surrounding pawns quickly freeze, and they all saw a trace of bitterness on each other's faces.

Gan Ning laughed, his group of old departments were lazy in reading and literacy, and at this time, if they wanted to get rid of Gan Gui, there was no relationship between being forced to read and write.

But it's a pity that Gan Ning doesn't plan to let it go, and plans to use more severe means to make this group of old brothers literate, so that he and his son can seize the opportunity to go to sea.

After dispersing all the thoughts in his heart, Gan Ning also regained his spirits:

Since Xuande Gong can live in the middle of the pass and overlook the Liaohai Sea, why can't Gan Xingba try to break into the name of the Jinfan Pirate again?

It was also at the same time, in the city of Buwei in Yizhou, Wu Yi sat in the hall with a golden sword, watching the leader of the native people at his feet bow his head respectfully, and then presented a silk book that had been signed and signed to represent the surrender, and there was a young man kneeling next to him.

Sima Yi next to him approached Wu Yi and said that this young man was indeed the head of the family.

At this time, Sima Yi's face was also full of dust.

After sending Zhang Wei away, Wu Yi ignored his opposition and forcibly took him from Dianchi Lake to the west to lead the army to advance by leap.

With the blessing of the medicinal powder, the terrifying miasma that had been rendered in the past never troubled the Yizhou army again, and the local natives could only do to escape into the mountains and forests and beg the gods to kill this group of people.

But under Sima Yi's kind promise and Wu Yi's intimidation, there were always local leaders who chose to take refuge in their side and led the Yizhou army to find those neighbors again.

At this time, the city of Buwei was already the last big city in the southwest of Yizhou, and pacifying this place also meant that the entire Yizhou experienced the arbitrary dictatorship of Liu Yan and his son, and returned to the Han Dynasty again, and the land of a state was also restored to integrity.

Out of practice, Wu Yi also asked with a cold face:

"You have seen a thing, which was introduced from the Southwest Yi Road, and its flowers are like cotton?"

Such conversations have happened too many times, and Wu Yi himself has little hope.

Only this time it was different, the leader of the natives tried to think about it after listening to the translation, and then nodded desperately.

Wu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced.

(End of chapter)