Chapter Seventy-One: The Ming Dynasty Goes South

The people of Manraka were shocked, and at this moment, most of the people were also shocked, and no one thought that His Majesty the Emperor would come this time.

I really have to take care of the little in that corner.

For a time, countless people in the court wanted to advise.

However, to no avail, Zhu Houxi's decision was not overturned by anyone at all.

Port of Quanzhou.

Yan Song soon got the information from the imperial court.

"Father, Your Majesty is going to attack the South Seas?"

"This, this!"

Yan Shifan opened his mouth with a shock, and his eyes involuntarily looked at his father, with a look of disbelief.

"Your Majesty, it seems that there is a big move this time!"

Yan Song sighed lightly, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

At this moment, he didn't know what Zhu Houxi's intention was.

As for helping Manraka to take revenge and promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Song didn't believe a word.

Manraka is just a small country that has been cut off for almost a hundred years.

Its face is only so big.

It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to conquer the South Seas simply for him.

But Zhu Houxi still did this, and suddenly Yan Song couldn't understand the deep meaning.

"Father, once Your Majesty's move is turbulent, I am afraid that it will cause turmoil in the country, and my father should write to Your Majesty."

At this moment, Yan Shifan is not the powerful little pavilion elder in later generations, he still has a worry about the country and the people at this moment, and he spoke softly to his father.

"Your Majesty's decision is not something we can influence."

"Let's deal with the affairs of this city with peace of mind!"

Listening to his son's words, Yan Song couldn't help but shake his head and speak softly.

has followed this majesty for more than 20 years, how can Yan Song not know what his majesty's temperament is.

With the current situation, I am afraid that it is useless for anyone to persuade them.

In fact, it is.

In the following time, a large number of people began to move.

After the illustrious trend of the Yongxuan period, the Ming Sailor began to stagnate and regress during this period.

Lack of personnel and equipment, lax combat readiness, the combat capability of the Daming Naval Division has declined significantly; Contradictions within the navy were reborn, officers broke the law, and soldiers mutinied. And the overseas Japanese invaded strongly.

However, after a year's adjustment and rectification, the sailor has gradually recovered.

At the end of the 22nd year of Jiajing, Hu Zongxian was summoned to Beijing.

For three days in a row, Zhu Houxi met with Hu Zongxian.

No one knows what the two talked about.

When Hu Zongxian returned to the southeast, he was more confident and excited.

Jiajing twenty-three years, March.

Port of Quanzhou.

Sea ships appeared in the huge harbor.

At a glance, there are hundreds of them.

And each of them is a flying scissor sailing ship, a year's time, with the shipbuilding level of the Ming Dynasty, is enough to directly increase the flying scissor sailing ship from dozens to hundreds.

And it can be expected that the number of seagoing vessels will be even more in the future.

"Master Hu, I hope everything goes well on this trip, and we are waiting for your triumph."

Yan Song smiled and spoke, slightly arching his hand towards Hu Zongxian.

"We will not fail in our mission."

Hu Zongxian nodded solemnly.

Then he beckoned a soldier and quickly went to the deck.

Hundreds of seagoing ships then set sail directly and headed for the South Sea.

In the port, Yan Song watched quietly.

"Father, do you think Master Hu can succeed this time?"

Yan Shifan whispered.

"Difficult!"

"Now the Hongyi people, the big and small Franji people occupy Nanyang, and Lord Hu wants to do it!"

Yan Song sighed lightly and shook his head involuntarily.

Although the words did not continue to speak, the meaning of them was already extremely obvious.

In the nearly one year since the opening of the city, Yan Song has a relatively clear understanding of the outside world.

At this moment, he knew very well how large the Hongyi people, the large and small Frangi people, had a large sphere of influence in the entire Nanyang.

Hu Zongxian is only a few hundred ships at the moment, and it is actually difficult for thousands of soldiers to make a difference.

"This!"

Listening to his father's words, Yan Shifan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.

"It doesn't matter, this time Hu Zongxian is only a few thousand soldiers and hundreds of ships, even if it is lost, it doesn't matter to our Ming Dynasty, it just allows the imperial court to learn more about Nanyang."

Yan Song opened his mouth leisurely.

As the ruler of the south, how wise he was, in less than a year, he had actually felt the threat of the Hongyi people, the big and small Frangi people.

In this case, Hu Zongxian is undoubtedly a pathfinder.

In Yan Song's mind, thoughts flowed one after another.

But he was soon pressed down again.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go back, I'm afraid the city division will be busy next!"

Yan Song spoke softly, and the figure turned around and walked back to the Quanzhou Mansion.

"Okay, okay!"

Yan Shifan nodded hurriedly, and his figure also followed his father back.

The other side.

Hundreds of ships have sailed into the sea.

In a scissor sailboat.

Hu Zongxian quietly looked at the sea, and beside him was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The young man is none other than Qi Jiguang.

As the person Jiang Chen focused on, Zhu Houxi finally decided to let Qi Jiguang participate in this operation.

The reason is also very simple, that is, to train this Ming general who is extremely powerful in Jiang Chen's mouth as soon as possible.

At this moment, Qi Jiguang looked at the scenery of the entire ocean curiously.

Although he lives by the sea, this is his first time at sea, which is extremely unusual for him.

"Jiguang, do you know why Your Majesty has to attack the South Seas this time?"

In Qi Jiguang's curiosity, Hu Zongxian spoke abruptly.

"Attacking the South Seas?"

Qi Jiguang was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought slightly.

"Your Majesty is here to promote the prestige of my Ming Dynasty."

After a while, Qi Jiguang spoke with hesitation.

"Yes and no!"

"My Ming Dynasty has no longer paid attention to Nanyang since the eunuch Sanbao went to the West, Nanyang does need to show my Ming national prestige again, but more importantly, the land of Nanyang has now been occupied by the Europa, for a long time, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to my Daming, and the most important thing for Your Majesty is to let Nanyang re-incorporate into the Ming Dynasty."

Hu Zongxian spoke softly, his eyes full of admiration.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the discussions with His Majesty in the past few days.

Even he had to admire his Emperor Majesty's foresight and thoughtfulness.

Those words, even if they were repeated at this moment, made him feel excited.

Of course, Hu Zongxian didn't know at this moment that these words were not uttered by Zhu Houxi, and this one did not have this insight, these were just pasted and copied directly by His Majesty the Emperor in the group.

Five chapters were presented, followed by two in the early morning and one at noon to beg for support.

(End of chapter)