Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Amid the roar of the artillery, Fang Xing turned around and looked at the fleet behind him who couldn't see his head. He only felt that his chest was filled, but he couldn't tell the feeling.

pride? Still excited...

"Uncle, it's changed boat."

"good!"

"Get on board!"

And Jubao Mountain Guard is one step faster, they will be the first to land, search for the vicinity of the port, and be on guard.

The sound of the cannon made the people on the dock panic, and they were immediately ordered to kneel down.

Shi Jinqing took his children and knelt in the harbor. When he saw the warship slowly approaching, he felt a spirit in his heart and shouted, "Be honest."

In the past, when Zheng He came, landing was very casual, and there was not such a big battle.

When the warship landed and the first Ming army appeared, Shi Jinqing couldn't help shaking with joy and said, "It's time to do it! It's time to do it!"

Second Sister Shi said puzzledly: "Father, they don't have many people!"

Shi Jinqing looked at the musketeers and smiled: "This is Daming's elite, understand? My father never thought that they could appear here. If the uncle follows, the second sister, the Javanese will be unlucky!"

Rows of sergeants lined up ashore, and Lin Qun'an gave an order, and the scouts immediately rushed to all directions.

"It is indeed Jubao Mountain Guard!"

When Shi Jinqing recognized Lin Qun'an, folds appeared on her face and shouted, "Master Lin."

Lin Qun'an came over and said, "Master Shi, get up first."

Shi Jinqing got up and asked eagerly: "Master Lin, where is Master Zheng?"

"Master Zheng did not come."

Uh……

Shi Jinqing has no shortage of wisdom to survive in the cracks of the old port.

"Master Lin, could it be your uncle here?"

"Yes! But more than that!"

Lin Qunan saw the black and thin man in purple clothes, frowned and asked, "Who is that?"

Shi Jinqing whispered: "That's the messenger from Java, saying that he wants half of the old port."

"A very sensible request."

After Lin Qunan finished speaking, despite Shi Jinqing's disappointment, he turned around and shouted: "Array!"

In an instant, two long rows appeared on the dock, as if to welcome a distinguished guest.

Three small boats have appeared on the sea, the middle one seems to have important people, and the two small boats are protecting it from the left and right, and Shi Jinqing's heart is stunned.

Who is this? The shelf is so big!

When the boat approached, Shi Jinqing saw the man wearing Gunmian nine chapters, and quickly knelt again.

"Welcome Your Highness..."

"put!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

A volley of guns fired into the sky, and the smoke filled the sky. Those lead bullets fell back to the pier again. Lin Qun'an was furious and cursed, "Who let the bullets be loaded?"

Wu Yue said in a low voice: "My lord, it's because the lower officials forgot to explain."

"I'll clean up you later!"

At this time, the boat drew ashore, and Zhu Zhanji, dressed in a prince costume, came ashore accompanied by Fang Xing and Hong Bao.

"Have seen your Highness!"

Shi Jinqing shouted.

"Have seen your Highness!"

All the Han people present knew what His Highness was, so they all yelled infinitely with joy.

But the Javan messenger was ashamed.

Daming came to a prince, is it to make the old port his fief?

This is the first time Zhu Zhanji has set foot on the land of Old Port. He looked around for a week and said in a deep voice, "Get up all the time."

The voice is loud and majestic, who is this person?

Shi Jinqing got up to meet him, and said, "His Royal Highness actually came here, the minister... even if he is dead now... he is willing."

When Zhu Zhanji saw Shi Jinqing choked up, he said, "Daming will not abandon the wanderers overseas, you are good, there is no need to be afraid."

This is very subtle, but very exciting.

Shi Jinqing wiped away tears and introduced her children.

Second Sister Shi looked at Zhu Zhanji boldly and asked: "His Royal Highness, will you come back in the future?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "As long as needed, Daming's invincible navy can send the palace to any place at any time."

After going to sea, as a representative of Daming, Zhu Zhanji could not lower his specifications and had to call himself his own palace.

After that, Shi Jisun seemed a bit close to flattery, which made Zhu Zhanji a bit unswerving.

Shi Jinqing sighed when she saw it, and then looked at her daughter and Fang Xing's generous words, and her expression of affection could not be helped.

"Uncle, how many Jingguans have you set up during the conquest? How did you set up Jingguan? Are those foreign races afraid?"

This woman is too generous, and Fang Xing who asked a series of questions was full of black lines, but he could only answer with a smile.

"Uncle, can you cast a Jingguan here?"

Seeing the look of expectation in this woman's eyes, Fang Xing's heart trembled, finally knowing that the overseas Chinese in later generations were rejoicing after seeing the strong motherland.

"This is the territory of the Ming Dynasty..."

Those Han Chinese and natives all came out to greet His Royal Highness Emperor Taisun of Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Zhanji also made a speech when he saw this.

"You wait to hang alone overseas, but you don't forget Daming and your ancestors. That's a family."

A interpreter is simultaneously translating Zhu Zhanji's words to the natives.

"Since we are a family, we don't want to talk about the two families. This time the palace has been entrusted by His Majesty to visit everyone."

"Long live your majesty!"

The Han people shouted with tears, leaving the natives at a loss.

No matter how much miss, it will fade with the passage of time. A successful comfort can last for more than ten years, or even decades.

This is why Zhu Di sent Zheng He to sea once every few years.

If Daming wants to maintain his external influence and radiation, he must do that!

Under the attention of those dim and teary eyes, Zhu Zhanji calmly said: "Your Majesty is worried about you, worried about whether you are being bullied outside, whether you will not have enough food, and you will not be able to wear warm clothes. Jubaoshanwei."

"Long live your majesty! Long live Daming!"

After Zhu Zhanji's speech, after a few cheers, Fang Xing walked over with no expression, remembering that the descendants of these people, hundreds of years later, still did not forget their homeland, and plunged into the rain of bullets without hesitation, with a lot of emotion in his heart. .

"Central Plains has gone through turmoil, and the history of people’s migration is untestable, and there is no need to test it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You came here with meager belongings, and some were even empty-handed, but you did not back down and did not despair. , You use your own hands to fight against the harsh environment, fight against those vicious enemies, go forward and succeed, and turn the old port into a gathering place for the Han people..."

The Han people are the most tolerant people in the world. They are hardworking, courageous, and good at tolerance. No matter what difficulties they encounter, they can always find a way to survive.

Thinking of the hardships these Han people had suffered before and in the future, Fang Xing's expression changed, and he said murderously: "Some people say that Han people are good at internal fighting, but Ben Bo has a word to say."

This is embarrassing and alarming. Shi Jinqing looked at the children, feeling different things in her heart.

His body is gradually dying, and his children have already started a secret fight in order to inherit the rights of the old port Xuanweisi.

"No matter how the Han people fight internally, it is an internal matter of the Han people. External forces dare to step in, kill without mercy, and destroy the clan at all!"

What a heavy evil spirit!

Second Sister Shi glanced at the Javanese messenger, and saw that his eyes were rolling around, and she sneered.

Infighting can never be avoided. This does not depend on the nation and the country.

As long as humans still have desires/hopes, internal fighting will never stop.

Fang Xing's eyes turned, and his hostility gradually rose.

"It's okay if you want to fight internally, first kill the enemy outside before talking, otherwise you will be an idiot!"

Shi Jinqing went to the table last year, saying that he wanted to pass the position of consolation to his daughter, Sister Shi. However, all the officials in the DPRK and China opposed it and she could only temporarily shelve it.

How can a woman be an official? Isn't this Sichen the chicken?

And this will inevitably lead to internal struggles in the old port, so Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji have come here to set the task of successor.

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