This flat area is littered with ruins, with only a few coral reef foothills still standing.

Weeds grew out of the ruins, green everywhere, indescribably desolate and desolate.

At the edge of this ruined wall, there is a grave bag. Because of the erosion of wind and rain over the years, it has almost been flattened.

One of these burial mounds is particularly flat and scattered, looking very irregular.

It's like when he was buried, he didn't round the grave properly, but just piled up some soil at random, or after the deceased was buried, his grave was dug up by some animal.

Regardless of the tomb, all the tombstones are wooden and simple, but they all face east.

Most of the tombstones had rotted away and lay on the ground. Faintly visible above, the inscriptions engraved in the shadow, these are the characters of Great Xia.

Thousands of miles away, there is a group of Daxia people buried, their tombstones facing east, looking at their homeland from afar, indescribably desolate.

Jiang Yuqing asked the soldiers to go back to the ship, bring some shovels over, and prepare to give the compatriots who died in a foreign land a good round grave.

Then take some incense, candles, paper money, melons, fruits, and wine to worship one or two.

The first thing they round was the unsightly tomb. Who would have thought that a shovel would come across a clay pot.

Fortunately, the soldiers who shoveled down were afraid of injuring the bones under the bottom, and the strength was not great, so they did not break the jar.

The clay pot is covered with several layers of tarpaulin, and it is tightly sealed. The soldiers pulled it out of the dirt and asked Jiang Yuqing if he wanted to open it and take a look.

Jiang Yuqing thought for a while and said, "Open it!" ”

There is no gold and silver jewelry in the jar, only a thread-bound book, and nothing else.

Jiang Yuqing opened the book and found that it was a nautical diary rewritten from an account book.

Those buried here are indeed all Great Xia people. More than 70 years ago, thirteen Fuzhou merchants, with all their wealth, bought a large number of porcelain and silk, ready to be shipped to the West for sale.

Who would have thought that on the way back there was a great storm and their ship capsized at sea. There were more than 70 masters, servants and crews, and dozens of them drowned on the spot.

The rest of the people carried a broken plank and drifted down the current, and when they came ashore, only seventeen remained.

Knowing that there was no hope of returning home, they built a house here and lived here for more than 20 years.

As time passed, they gradually grew old and decrepit, and passed away one after another.

In the end, only Fang Yuan, the owner of this note, remained.

After he had buried all his companions, he knew that his days were numbered. Since there was no one to bury him, he dug his own grave and made a simple filling mechanism out of planks and ropes.

When he felt that the end was near, he would climb into the pit himself, pull down the ropes, and pour all the dirt that had been piled up on the planks into the pit and bury him.

That's why everyone sees his grave like this.

In his last words, he wrote: "May the gods bless me that my compatriots will come to this island in the future."

I hope he can bring our bones back to our hometown for burial for the sake of us being in the same country, and I am grateful! ”

Seeing this, Jiang Yuqing sighed and said to the soldiers around him: "Go and prepare some wooden planks, make some simple small coffins, and bring these compatriots back to Great Xia, Ye Luo always has to return to the roots." ”

In this regard, Chen Yanfeng felt the deepest, so he worked extra hard.

What could be more important for a wanderer than returning home?

Everyone worked together, and the seventeen simple coffins were quickly ready.

Hua Yangzi calculated the best time to start the grave, and did a small ritual to exceed.

The soldiers lit incense, candles, paper money, placed tribute fruits, toasted, and began to raise graves.

In the end, these coffins were carried to one of the small treasure ships, and when they arrived in Johor, they were picked up by Chen Yanfeng's coffin and transported back to Bactria along with the remains of the soldiers who died during the pirate fight.

Guided by the dolphins, the group left the reef island and headed to the next location.

After drifting at sea for half a month, he finally pocketed all the treasures of the Yizhu Pirate Group.

By this time, it was late November. Jiang Yuqing rushed back to the fledgling military base when his son celebrated his second birthday.

I haven't seen my son for half a month, and Jiang Yuqing almost became ill. Holding his son is a good kiss.

Yiyi hadn't seen her mother for a long time, and she couldn't think about it, arching in Jiang Yuqing's arms, and she was reluctant to come down for a long time.

After coaxing his son to sleep, Jiang Yu washed the bath and nested in Jing Yan's arms: "Ah Yan, when are we going to go back?" ”

Jing Yan kissed her on the lips heavily, and pressed her on the bed with a wicked smile: "I don't think now is the time to discuss this issue, don't you think?" ”

Then the gauze tent fell, Luo's skirt fell to the ground, and Xiao Biesheng was newly married......

When Jiang Yu woke up the next day, Jing Yan was no longer in the house.

The topic discussed yesterday was still inconclusive, and she had to ask him for clarification, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to hold it in her heart.

As soon as they finished cleaning up, the father and son came in with a tray with breakfast for a family of three.

The couple also didn't have the rule of "eating and not talking", they said whatever they wanted, and they were very comfortable: "You haven't told me yet, when are we going back?" ”

Jing Yan peeled a fresh shrimp and put it in her bowl, and said, "Soon, for the time being, leave two lieutenants and a thousand elite soldiers to garrison here, and the rest of the personnel will be replenished in the future."

These two days packed up, prepared, and set off for China in three days. ”

When Jiang Yuqing heard that he could finally return to China, he immediately became happy.

She had enough of her days at sea. People still have to be down-to-earth, floating on the sea all day long, what's the matter.

The day before he left for China, Jiang Yuqing fulfilled his promise.

More than 10 boxes of treasures were brought in, and 30,000 soldiers were asked to pick one each.

Take it back to give it to your wife, give it to your sweetheart, or treasure it or sell it, it's all up to your personal wishes.

This trick really made the soldiers very happy. I can't follow my mother to the sea again, and then wave ten times or eight times.

On the second day of December, an auspicious day, it is advisable to travel far away.

Bactria departed from the Nanyang military base to return home. When he came, there were 200 treasure ships, and when he returned, the number of treasure ships had expanded to 375.

The extra ships, except for the dozen or so ships found on the coral reef island, loaded with treasure, were all captured pirate ships.

Of the more than 300 ships, sixty-three were loaded with treasure alone, and one was for the undead.

The majestic fleet sailed on the Strait of Malacca, and the coastal countries all cast awe-inspiring eyes. Secret Dao, you must not be the enemy of Great Xia in a hundred years.

He has even begun to plan that when the Emperor of Daxia celebrates the Thousand Autumn Festival next year, he must send envoys to congratulate the tribute.

After a long journey of thirteen days, the fleet finally arrived at the wharf of Yuezhou Port on the morning of December 15 in the fourth year of Zhenghe.

The entire pier was crowded with people, gongs and drums, just to welcome the triumph of the heroes.

After staying in Guangdong for two days and settling the sailors, Jing Yan and Jiang Yuqing, with the remaining seventy-five ships, continued northward and docked at the Fuzhou wharf three days later.

After receiving Chen Yanfeng's letter, the patriarch of Chen Yanfeng's family led more than a dozen clansmen to wait here for two days.

After receiving the person, both sides cried bitterly. took the coffin of the clansmen, beat the white flags, and went all the way to the ancestral land of the Chen clan.

In addition to Chen Yanfeng's clansmen, there was also a wave of people who came to receive the spirit.

It is the owner of that nautical diary, the Fang family where Fang Yuan is located.

The person who came was Fang Yuan's own grandson, and now the head of the Fang family in Fuzhou.

After the Fang family "died in Nanyang", the head of the family at that time, Fang Yuan, not only did not collapse, but worked harder, thus becoming the second largest family in Fuzhou after the Shen family.

Jiang Yuqing solemnly handed over the seventeen coffins and the nautical diary to the Fang family master.

He never dreamed that His Majesty and Niangniang's trip to Nanyang would unexpectedly find his grandfather's bones and bring them back from thousands of miles away.

The head of the Fang family was grateful, and led the whole family to kneel and bow nine times, not only to thank His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress for their holy grace, but also to welcome the souls of the ancestors back to their hometown.

The head of the Fang family even said: "If Your Majesty and Niangniang are in need, our family will not hesitate to go bankrupt." ”

After spending the night in Fuzhou, the fleet continued northward, heading west from the mouth of the sea to Zhangcheng.

After that, take the Jingzhang Grand Canal from Zhangcheng and go straight to Jingshi, but it will arrive in a few days.

On the day they arrived in Beijing, the Emperor Taishang led hundreds of civil and military officials and 3,000 forest guards out of the city to greet them.

After a salute, Yiyi rushed into the arms of the emperor.

The Emperor Taishang grabbed it and held it in his arms for a while. The two grandparents chattered and seemed to have endless words.

The huge treasures of the entire sixty-three ships, the three thousand Yulin army used hundreds of carriages, and it took two whole days to move all of them into storage.

I heard that the treasury with so many treasures could not be filled, so His Majesty had to temporarily use another small storehouse, and only then could he barely finish all the things.

Next, I have to count and register, which is enough for the workload of the household department for next year.

There were so many treasures that Jiang Wenyuan overlaughed.

If it weren't for the subordinates who found out that he was wrong and pinched him in time, I was afraid that he would have fainted.

The soldiers went all the way north from the hot Nanyang, experienced several seasons along the way, and by the time the fleet approached the Zhangcheng wharf, everyone had already put on cotton clothes.

Now that they have entered the capital, except for Jing Yan and Jiang Yuqing, who are not afraid of the cold, the rest of the people can't wait to hold the brazier all day long and not let go.

In the evening, the emperor held a dust-washing banquet for his son and daughter-in-law in his palace. King Fu also came with a family.

In the middle of this year, he had a son, and although he was a concubine, he loved him like a treasure.

It's just that this kid is congenitally a little deficient, obviously it's been more than five months, and his whole body is like a soft noodle without bones, and he can't even turn over.

Moreover, he reacts much more slowly to everything in the outside world, including pictures and sounds, than newborns of the same period.

King Fu also seemed to have discovered this problem, so he specially took advantage of the family banquet to bring his son over, wanting Jiang Yuqing to take a look.

After Jiang Yuqing saw it, he shook his head at King Fu with a very solemn face. King Fu was anxious, and immediately grabbed Jiang Yuqing: "What do you mean?" ”