Chapter 189 I’ll have three drinks!

Trouble me?!

Zhao Cang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a moment to realize the meaning of Zheng Fa's words.

Are you asking me to run away with my people, while you continue to go in with this main ship by yourself?!

Do you always know what you are about to face?!

Dark night, deep sea, heavy fog, dragon sucking water, any one of them is enough to kill you as a newcomer, let alone the four dangers superimposed together.

The reason why Zhao Cang hesitated was not really because Zhao Cang cared so much about Xiaobao's life and death.

After all, deep down in Zhao Cang's heart, he did not think highly of this eunuch who came out of the palace at all. He even felt that having a eunuch as his chief officer was an insult to his military career.

If he had not violated the emperor's order, he would never have been the adjutant of this fleet.

But Zhao Cang also knew in his heart that if he took his people to withdraw at this time.

It's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens, the eunuch named Zheng Fa will die at sea. This is his first time going to sea.

As an adjutant, I couldn't escape my responsibilities, so I had to take the blame.

After all, he still knew that the eunuch named Zheng Fa was the most popular fried chicken in front of His Majesty today.

Not to mention that I, a small third-grade military officer, could not afford it. Even those six ministers had to give Zheng Fa three points of noodles.

"General Zhao, I know what you are hesitating about."

"Don't worry, this matter is my own decision. No matter what the final result of this decision is, I can guarantee that as long as you state the facts, His Majesty will never be angry with you."

This is Xiaobao's trust in His Majesty the Emperor.

Having been with His Majesty the Emperor for more than ten years, Xiaobao is well aware of His Majesty's temperament and knows the difference between punishment and punishment. He will never wrongly blame any innocent person, but he will never let go of any guilty person, even if he is a distinguished person.

There will be no mercy.

He, Zheng Fa, is the chief officer of this fleet, so this decision is made by him, Zheng Fa, and has nothing to do with anyone else.

Zhao Cang frowned tightly, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

Since he had no way to change Zheng Fa's decision, he could only focus on preserving the fleet.

"I understand. I will lead the fleet to safe waters. Master Zheng, please be careful."

After saying this, Zhao Cang turned around and left. At the same time, he waved to several generals and ordered them to go to each ship to convey military orders.

Except for the main ship, all other ships immediately returned to a safe area at full speed.

In just one stick of incense, all the arrangements were passed on.

I saw a fleet composed of dozens of large ships. Except for the main ship in the center, all the other ships began to slow down and began to gradually turn.

Only the core main ship continued to rush straight towards the thick fog ahead at the fastest speed.

In just half a cup of tea, the main ship had completely distanced itself from the fleet behind it.

In the rear fleet, on the leading ship, Zhao Cang frowned as he looked at the main ship that quickly disappeared into the thick fog and soon disappeared.

"General, is it really okay to let Mr. Zheng take risks alone?"

"Even veterans who have been at sea for decades would not dare to mess with such foggy weather and changes in water flow."

The general beside him couldn't help but asked worriedly.

In fact, I am worried about myself.

After all, if something happens to the chief officer of an army, the whole army may be held accountable from top to bottom.

"Is there any problem? It's too late now."

Zhao Cang sighed. He regretted a little. He should have tied up Zheng Fa directly. Even if he risked being accused of 'disobeying military orders' later, it would be better than letting this popular fried chicken die and then be held accountable.

powerful.

Then he ordered all ships to turn around slowly and move at full speed towards safe waters. They must evacuate all the ships from the deep sea before the dragon absorbs the water.

Glancing at the thick fog under the night sky, Zhao Cang couldn't figure out what on earth was there?

Why is the eunuch trying to rush in? What is he trying to do?

And at this moment.

In the thick fog of the deep sea, a lonely large ship is sailing forward at great speed.

Xiaobao was still standing on the deck, his robes fluttering in the wind. Next to him was a young man of similar age to him.

This person's name is Yang Qing.

In the original historical trajectory, Yang Qing was Zheng He's deputy when he went to sea.

Like Xiaobao, Yang Qing was also an eunuch in the palace. It was precisely because he had won Xiaobao's trust in the palace that before Xiaobao left the palace, he specifically asked for a favor from His Majesty the Emperor to let Yang Qing go with him.

came out.

"Brother Bao, the fog is getting thicker and thicker."

Yang Qing said in a condensed voice.

He raised his hand, almost to the point where he couldn't see his fingers.

After leaving the palace, follow the custom in the palace and call him "Brother Bao".

"Give me the order to speed up a little more."

Xiaobao firmly believes that his judgment will never be wrong.

Although Yang Qing didn't know what Xiaobao was looking for, he was Xiaobao's absolute confidant. He nodded and quickly returned to the cabin to deliver the order.

On the main ship, only the sailors and a hundred soldiers who were operating the ship were left.

Everyone's heart is in their throat.

The thick fog makes it difficult to see even one's fingertips, and the ship is still speeding up. This is equivalent to rushing forward with eyes closed.

If you hit a rock, you will definitely die.

……………………

Yingtian, Fengtian Hall of the Forbidden City.

The Fengtian Temple at this moment is different from the solemn and solemn one in the past.

Banquets were arranged in the palace, the ministers congratulated each other, and everything looked peaceful and festive.

The graceful dancing girl from the Jiaofang Department is swaying in this hall, her dancing posture is graceful, her body is soft, the sound of the pipa instrument lingers in the ears, and a graceful heavenly sound makes people fascinated.

On the dragon chair on the steps of the palace, Zhu Xiongying, wearing a red imperial robe, swept past the ministers in the palace.

Among those attending the banquet on this trip were officials of fourth rank and above including the cabinet and six ministries, as well as generals who had returned from the First World War in the Northwest, such as Lan Yu, Zhu Di, Chang Mao and others.

Among them, the happiest ones are none other than Qing Wang Zhu Zhan and Su Wang Zhu Kai.

Especially Su Wang Zhu Mei, since he became a vassal, he has never responded to Tian's fault. He has been eating sand in the northwest all day long these years.

In my early years, I was reluctant to eat even a piece of cake.

At this moment, Zhu Lao looked like Grandma Liu who had just entered the hospital. Her eyes were curious about everything, and she wolfed down the delicacies and wines in front of her like a mad dog, which made the civil servants look stupid.

Those who knew knew that he was the biological son of the Supreme Emperor, the biological brother of the Supreme Emperor, and the current prince. Those who didn't know thought he was a starving ghost who had escaped from somewhere.

Zhu Xiongying tapped his fingers slightly on the armrest of the dragon chair.

When the eunuch on the side saw this, he immediately understood the meaning of what His Majesty the Emperor was about to say. He stood up straight and spoke in a long voice.

"quiet…!"

As the eunuch's voice sounded in the palace.

The joyful singing and dancing in the palace suddenly stopped, and the ministers and generals also suppressed the smiles on their faces, held their breath, and waited for His Majesty the Emperor's speech.

"Everyone triumphs, the Ming Dynasty flourishes."

"Today, I will drink three glasses of wine."

Zhu Xiongying stood up.

The moment Zhu Xiongying stood up, all the ministers and generals sitting in the Fengtian Palace stood up.

His Majesty the Emperor is standing, who has the guts to sit down?

"First cup."

Zhu Xiongying raised the wine glass in his hand high.

“Here’s to the heroic spirit of the Ming Dynasty who fought against us and will live forever!”

All the ministers and generals raised their glasses in unison.

"Immortal!"

Everyone and His Majesty the Emperor drank this first glass of wine together.

At the same time, there were palace servants who smashed the wine jar that was nine people high and allowed the wine to flow across the center of the hall to comfort the heroic spirits of this battle.
To be continued...