Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 189 I, Drink Three Cups!

bother me? !

Zhao Cang was taken aback, and it took a while to realize the meaning of Zheng Fa's words.

Feelings, you want me to run away with people, and you continue to rush in with this main ship alone? !
Do you always know what you are about to face? !
Dark night, deep sea, heavy fog, dragon sucking water, just you, a newcomer who just went to sea, any one of them is enough to make you die without a burial, let alone the four dangers superimposed together.

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

After all, deep down in Zhao Cang's heart, he didn't think highly of this eunuch who came out of the palace at all, and he even felt that letting an eunuch be his chief officer was simply an insult to his military career.

If it weren't for the emperor's order, he would never have come to be the adjutant of this fleet.

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

It's good that nothing happened, but if something happened, the eunuch named Zheng Fa died at sea, and it was the first time he went to sea.

I can't escape my duty as an adjutant, and I can't do without taking the blame.

After all, he still knows one thing, this eunuch named Zheng Fa is the most popular fried chicken in front of His Majesty today.

Don't say that a small third-rank military officer can't afford it, even those six ministers have to give Zheng Fa a three-pointer.

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

"Don't worry, this is my decision alone. No matter what the result of this decision is, I can guarantee that as long as you state the facts, His Majesty will never take his anger on you."

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

Having followed His Majesty's side for more than ten years, Xiaobao has a deep understanding of His Majesty's temperament, and he can clearly distinguish merits and punishments. He will never blame any innocent person, but he will never let any guilty person go, even if he is honored. There will be no mercy.

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

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

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

"I see, I will lead the fleet to a safe sea area, Master Zheng, please be careful."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Cang turned around and left, at the same time he beckoned a few generals to come over and ordered them to go to the ships to convey the military order.

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

After a stick of incense, all the arrangements were passed down.

I saw a fleet of dozens of large ships, except for the main ship in the middle core, all the other ships began to slow down and gradually turned.

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

In just half a cup of tea, the main ship was completely separated from the rear fleet.

In the rear fleet, on the leading ship, Zhao Cang frowned as he watched the main ship disappear into the thick fog and soon disappeared.

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

"This kind of foggy weather and signs of water current changes, even veterans who have been at sea for decades would not dare to mess around."

The general around couldn't help but asked worriedly.

Actually, worry about yourself.

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

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

Zhao Cang sighed, he regretted it a bit, he should have tied Zheng Fa up forcibly, even if he was accused of 'non-compliance with military orders' afterwards, it would be better than letting this popular fried chicken go to death, and then be held accountable powerful.

Then he ordered all the ships to turn around slowly and head towards safe waters at full speed, making sure to withdraw from the deep sea before the dragon sucked in the water.

Glancing at the dense fog in the night, Zhao Cang couldn't figure it out, what is there?
Why did the eunuch rush in desperately, what was he trying to do?
And this moment.

In the thick fog of the deep sea, a lonely big ship is sailing forward at a very fast speed.

Xiao Bao was still standing on the deck, the wind blew his robe fluttering, beside him was a young man about his age.

This person is called Yang Qing.

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

Just like Xiaobao, this Yang Qing is also an eunuch in the palace. It is precisely because Xiaobao has won Xiaobao's trust in the palace, so before leaving the palace, Xiaobao specially asked His Majesty the emperor for a decree to let Yang Qing go with him. out.

"Brother Bao, the fog is getting thicker."

Yang Qing said calmly.

Raising his hand, he was almost at the point where he couldn't see his fingers.

When I left the palace, I still called him "Brother Bao" according to the custom in the palace.

"Pass the order down and speed up a little more."

Xiaobao firmly believes that his own judgment will never be wrong.

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

On the main ship, only the sailors operating the ship and a hundred soldiers remained.

Everyone's heart raised their throats.

In the dense fog where you can't see your fingers, and you are speeding up, this is tantamount to rushing forward with your eyes closed.

If you hit the rocks, you will undoubtedly die.

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Yingtian, the Forbidden Fengtian Hall.

The Fengtian Temple at this moment is different from the solemnity of the past.

The banquets in the hall were lined up, and the ministers congratulated each other, all of them were peaceful and festive.

The graceful dancers of the Jiaofang Division sway in this hall, dancing gracefully and gracefully, and the sound of the pipa instrument is lingering in the ears.

And on the dragon chair on the palace steps, Zhu Xiongying was wearing a red imperial robe, sweeping across the courtiers in the palace.

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

Among them, the happiest ones are Qing Wang Zhu Zhan and Su Wang Zhu Zhan.

Especially Su Wang, Zhu Yu, has never responded to the sky since he became a fief, and 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 pastry.

At this meeting, Zhu Xi looked exactly like Grandma Liu who had just entered the hospital, her eyes were curious about everything, she was devouring the delicious food and wine in front of her like a mad dog, and made those civil servants look dumbfounded.

Those who knew knew that he was the Supreme Emperor's own son, the Supreme Emperor's own younger brother, and the current prince, but those who didn't know thought he was a starving ghost coming out of nowhere.

Zhu Xiongying lightly tapped the armrest of the dragon chair with his finger.

Seeing this, the eunuch at the side immediately understood the meaning of His Majesty's upcoming speech, stood up straight, and spoke with a long tail.

"quiet…!"

Following the eunuch's voice sounded in the hall.

The joyous singing and dancing in the hall stopped instantly, and all the officials and generals also suppressed the smiles on their faces, held their breath, and waited for His Majesty's speech.

"Everyone triumphant, the prosperity of Ming Dynasty."

"Today, I drink three glasses of wine."

Zhu Xiongying stood up.

The moment Zhu Xiongying stood up, all the sitting courtiers and generals in Fengtian Hall stood up in unison.

His Majesty the Emperor is standing, who has the guts to sit?
"First cup."

Zhu Xiongying raised the wine glass in his hand high.

"Respect this battle, my heroic spirit of Ming Dynasty, forever immortal!"

All the ministers and generals raised their glasses in unison.

"Immortality!"

Everyone drank the first glass of wine with His Majesty the Emperor.

At the same time, there were palace men who smashed the nine-person-high wine jar, and let the wine flow freely in the center of the hall to comfort the heroes of this battle.

"The second cup."

"Respect, Old General Geng."

"In the annals of Ming Dynasty, the name of Geng Bingwen will last forever."

Zhu Xiongying drank the second glass of wine in one gulp.

"Eternal Eternity!"

All the ministers and generals are like this.

"The third cup, I respect all of you who fought bloody battles. The prosperity of the Ming Dynasty is due to your contribution. I will remember it in my heart and will never forget it."

As Zhu Xiongying picked up his third glass of wine, and as His Majesty said these words, all the generals' eyes lit up.

For them, this sentence is what they most want to hear.

Tonight is just a banquet.

There will be a formal reward at the court meeting tomorrow morning.

"Tonight, all the gentlemen, drink to your heart's content, and you will not return home if you are not drunk."

Zhu Xiongying put down his wine glass, then turned around and walked directly into Fengtian inner hall.

With His Majesty the Emperor sitting in the hall, these people can't enjoy drinking and drinking.

Moreover, Zhu Xiongying had no intention of drinking with these people, he had other things to do.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

When the ministers saw His Majesty leaving the palace, they all knelt to see him off and shouted in unison.

Coming out of Fengtian Inner Hall, Zhu Xiongying returned to Zhaixing Building.

Reaching for the stars is downstairs, by the pool of Taiye.

There is a figure, already waiting here, it seems that it has been waiting for a while.

The people who came were the black-clothed monks Yao Guangxiao and Dao Yan.

"See Your Majesty."

Dao Yan saluted respectfully.

"Say."

Zhu Xiongying sat on the Diaoyutai, the silvery moonlight reflected each other, and everything he saw was peaceful and tranquil.

"Your Majesty Qizuo, among the six thousand students in the Xuantian Supervisor, there are 77 who have passed the first Asura Sect."

"Your Majesty, this is the roster."

Daoyan handed over a roster, and the palace servants quickly stepped forward to take it, and then respectfully forwarded it to Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying flipped through them casually.

The format of this roster is similar to the roster submitted by Dao Yan before. After each name, the life history of the supervisor, the level of the spiritual root of the supervisor, how he performed in Xuantian Supervisor, etc. are marked.

In addition, a time for entering Shuramen was added.

Obviously, the supervisors on this list are much worse than the previous one in terms of spiritual root level.

However, the perseverance, endurance and hard work of these 77 supervisors are absolutely first-class existence.

On the road of practice, under the premise that the qualifications are not as good as others, hard work is also a path for the strong.

"and also?"

Zhu Xiongying closed the booklet, the booklet given by Dao Yan contained a list of students who had passed the first Asura Sect.

What about the second Shuramen?
Of the [-] supervisors, did none of them pass?

If so, it would really disappoint His Majesty the Emperor.

The trial settings of the two Asura gates were all set by Zhu Xiongying himself. Zhu Xiongying knew in his heart how difficult it would be for those who passed the second Asura gate.

The difficulty of the trial of the second Asura Gate is ten times that of the first Asura Gate.

The main test is the character of the tester.

Those who can pass through the second Shura gate have a firm mind, which is rare in the world.

As for the journey of cultivation, only those with outstanding xinxing can go further.

Talent is just the starting line.

If you are unsteady and arrogant, you will eventually be surpassed by others. There are so many geniuses in this world, but very few of them can really grow up. Most of them kill themselves and die in the middle of their growth.

"Your Majesty, this is the second roster."

Dao Yan took out another roster and bowed again.

The palace servants also stepped forward, and after receiving it, they bowed and presented it to His Majesty the Emperor.

Zhu Xiongying took over the second roster, and after opening it, there was only one name on it.

Simple two words: Chenbei.

Zhu Xiongying was interested in the biography recorded after the name.

[Biography is unknown, his dictation has no father or mother, crawled out of the grave at the age of seven, and grew up wandering]

'grave. '

'It's interesting. '

Zhu Xiongying looked at the word 'Chenbei' for a moment.

"Pass down my oral order and tell Long Yingwei Xiao San to bring Tang Yishihao and Ye Fan to see me at three o'clock tomorrow."

The people in the palace next to him hurriedly bowed and said yes, then turned around and arranged for someone to pass on the word of mouth quickly.

"Yao Guangxiao, at the same time, bring this person to see me tomorrow."

Zhu Xiongying put down the booklet and spoke lightly.

"According to the order."

Dao Yan saluted and obeyed, and then he resigned.

After Dao Yan left.

Zhu Xiongying was lying alone on the sofa chair of Diaoyutai, his eyes were looking towards the direction of Zhaixingtai.

A beautiful figure is beside the railing of the Star Picking Platform.

'Why is this little golden retriever so dazed at night? '

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at the same time.

In the far western world, the Holy City of Red Moon, Tianlun City.

In the quiet north of the city, there is a hidden corner of the city wall. A slightly hunched figure in a gray witch robe walked directly towards this corner.

When the figure touched the city wall, it disappeared instantly, as if it had merged into the city wall.

The pitch-black palace is surrounded by ink.

In the center of this hall, there is a thumb-sized amethyst suspended in mid-air.

The amethyst rotated slightly, and the surrounding void was distorted, obviously possessing some kind of space power.

And around the amethyst, there are four people, all wearing witch robes.

"There is also an amethyst on Arya's body, which I put on Arya's body earlier. The two are space keys to each other. Once opened, we will be teleported to within a hundred kilometers around Arya."

"Don't worry, you three. If this is done, as long as I become the bishop, I will fulfill all the promises I made to you, and you will all get what you want."

All four of them were wearing witch robes.

Under the dark purple witch robe, a woman's voice came out.

"Mina, I hope you can keep your promise."

The old man's voice came from under the gray robe opposite the woman.

The other two were silent.

"It's time to go."

Eden Mina's voice sounded again.

The purple crystal shone slightly, and the four of them put their hands on the light one after another.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of '唰'.

The bodies of the four people spun into the purple crystal.

(End of this chapter)