I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 261 Don't you think there are hundreds of countries on one planet? (two-in-one chapter)

"Tiangong called Xihai Dragon Palace, please answer if you receive it!"

Just as the Xihai naval officer was discussing with his old friends what the ironclad ship looked like, a sound suddenly came from a small black box hanging on his shoulder.

This sound startled Zheng He and others, and the shirtless man stared at the small black box on the shoulder of the naval officer curiously.

"What the hell is this? Why is it still making noise?"

The officer chuckled, took off the walkie-talkie from his shoulder, connected it and replied, "Xihai Dragon Palace has received it!"

"Hey, why are you talking to the box!"

The shirtless man and the others scratched their heads with doubts on their faces.

Return to the Heavenly Palace, return to the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Is this still the Daming they remember?

They've only been gone for a few years now, why did Daming change so much?
"The fleet is about to arrive, please clear the passage to the port and reserve a place for the ship to berth!"

"Xihai Dragon Palace reports that the channel has been cleared, the berthing position of the ship has been reserved, and the pick-up ship has set off!"

"All the officers and soldiers of the Xihai Naval Base warmly welcome Your Highness!"

"Head Zheng, Your Highness is here, let's go to meet His Highness!" The naval officer put away the walkie-talkie and invited Zheng He and others to meet Zhu Zhangui together, but he had a thought in his heart that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Zheng He nodded.

He understands that what should be faced is still to be faced, and avoidance cannot solve the problem.

Then, under the guidance of the officer, the group walked to the dock reserved for the ironclad ship.

"Old Xu, what the hell are you talking about? How can you still make a sound? Who do you seem to be communicating with?"

On the way to the ship docking at the pier, the shirtless man couldn't help being curious, and asked the naval officer again.

Others also looked over, obviously they were curious too.

"It's called a walkie-talkie!" The naval officer took off the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and handed it to Zheng He, and then explained to everyone: "This is a short-distance communication tool. When the weather is not bad or the terrain is complicated, It is possible to communicate within hundreds of miles. That is, the distance between two people is hundreds of miles, you can hear me immediately, and I can receive you immediately!"

"Hundreds of miles!"

The crowd exclaimed.

The shirtless man was even more excited and rubbed his hands repeatedly, trying to reach out and take the walkie-talkie in Zheng He's hand to finish it, but Zheng He didn't give it to him, and instead grabbed the walkie-talkie and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that he couldn't get it, the man could only retract his hand regretfully, and looked at the naval officer.

"Where did this thing come from? In the past few years since we left, why has the court changed so much? Could it be that our Ming Dynasty has come to be a god?"

The naval officer smiled and did not answer.

Following the other naval members behind the naval officer, looking at the shirtless man, there was a trace of vigilance in their eyes.

"Why, did I say something wrong? Why do you all have such eyes!" The man scratched his head in confusion, not understanding how everyone in the navy looked at him with such eyes.

The shirtless man didn't understand what it meant, but Zheng He, who had been in the high-level for many years, suddenly reacted, and angrily said to the shirtless man: "Bastard, are there some things you should know? I have forgotten all the rules, how can you let His Highness reuse you like this."

The shirtless man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Having been unrestrained at sea for several years, he gradually forgot the rules in the army.

The number one taboo in the army, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked, and those who violate the law will be punished as spies.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, my mind was a little convulsed for a while."

The man smiled awkwardly, and didn't dare to ask more about it.

Secretly wiped the cold sweat off his head, and looked gratefully at Zheng He.

Although he used to be Zhu Zhangui's subordinate, he was not incorporated into the navy. Although the old brothers in the navy still chatted and laughed with him, in fact, there was already a little distance.

After all, people's hearts are unpredictable. After leaving for the past few years, the navy is not sure whether the shirtless man and others are still loyal to Zhu Zhangui
"Are there many walkie-talkies?" Everyone came to the pier, and Zheng He handed the walkie-talkies to the naval officer.

"I don't know!" The naval officer shook his head, "But every warship in the navy is equipped with one. As for other departments, I don't know. I guess there are some!"

Zheng He nodded slightly, and then asked again: "It was given by His Royal Highness."

Zheng He said this not because he wanted to inquire about any secrets, but to confirm who it was transmitted from, so that he could ask for it.

The naval officer shook his head again, "Zheng Tou, I really don't know about this. The things on our side are all provided by the Ministry of the Navy. We just use them. Only Li Tou and the others know exactly where they come from!"

Zheng He nodded slightly, and stopped asking further questions.

Although this officer is the person in charge of the Xihai military base, his rank is not high, and he is still dispatched abroad. I am afraid that he really does not know many important internal matters.

Moreover, the origin of these items is probably the top secret of the Ming Dynasty. Zheng He guessed that Li Hu and other high-level officials might not know where the items came from.

What Daming can really understand is probably only a few people such as the emperor's grandson and prince.

But it doesn't matter.

He doesn't care where these things come from, he only cares about what effect these things can bring to him.

After understanding the function of the walkie-talkie, the first thought in Zheng He's mind was that this thing was born for sailing.

The army can still rely on messengers to send messages, and the navy can send an order. If it is sunny and the view is good, it will be fine.But if it is foggy and rainy, it will be a nightmare for the navy.

You can still see the semaphore on sunny days, and you can still rely on torches at night, but in cloudy, rainy and cloudy weather, there is really no way.

In bad weather, various orders can only be conveyed according to the sound of horns, drums and gongs, and then let the officers judge for themselves based on their own experience.

But it's different with walkie-talkies.

With the walkie-talkie, any order can be conveyed quickly, and command operations can be more convenient.

Looking at the endless sea, Zheng He made another decision in his heart.

He not only wanted a steam ironclad ship, but also a walkie-talkie and new muskets and artillery.

As for whether Zhu Zhangui will give it to him, Zheng He can be 100% sure that Zhu Zhangui will.

Because the two have the same attachment to the sea.

The wish in Zhu Zhangui's heart is to occupy the whole world and become the king of this world.

And Zheng He's goal is to travel around any corner of the world and see different customs and customs.

His role to Zhu Zhangui is to be a pioneer spy, to find out every location, power, and national conditions for Ming's future plan to conquer the world.

"Woooooooo..."

After a while, a strange sound came from the distant sea level.

The people waiting by the pier heard the reputation and saw a billowing black smoke rising from the sea, blowing by the sea wind, slanting towards the sky.

There are a few small black spots faintly under the black smoke, but they are covered by the black smoke, so it is hard to see whether it is a ship or a bird.

The shirtless man took out the binoculars and opened them, and handed them to Zheng He who was looking up.

Just as Zheng He was going to pick him up, the naval officer on the side handed over the binoculars with a smile.

"A new thing?"

The shirtless man looked at the mysterious binoculars, and then looked down at the crude monocular in his hand, feeling unsatisfactory in an instant.

Taking over the binoculars, Zheng He looked towards the sea under the guidance of the naval officer.

The first thing that caught his eyes was the most conspicuous big chimney, and then a battleship exuding the aura of steel poured into his eyes.

"Good boat!"

Looking at the iron-clad battleship that was shining coldly in the sun, Zheng He's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help admiring.

"It's a good boat, but it's a bit small!"

Although the shirtless man is using a binoculars, the viewing distance is not as far as the binoculars in Zheng He's hand, but he can vaguely see the appearance of the ironclad ship.

"This is just an experimental battleship. Its main function is to train the craftsmen. Even if it is put into service in the future, it will only patrol the offshore forces."

The naval officer on the side also held up a binoculars and looked at the iron-clad warship on the sea.

He was also deeply attracted by the radiant steel, but when he thought that this warship was just for training and had no possibility of serving in the main navy, he immediately felt a little disappointed.

The black spots in the distance are getting closer and closer, and soon they reach a distance where they can be seen clearly without a telescope.

Everyone retracted their binoculars and stood quietly on the pier, waiting for the arrival of Ming's first ironclad ship.

"Your Highness, it seems that the number of ships is wrong!"

On a frigate, the observer saw the situation at the pier and found that the number of warships did not match the report. He became vigilant and quickly reported to Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui, who was discussing the ironclad ship improvement plan with the person in charge, frowned when he heard this, stepped forward to take the telescope, and looked at the Xihai Naval Base.

The main fleet of the Ming Dynasty has not yet been split up, and the warships left behind in each naval base are only a small squadron of 5 warships.

Now at the West Sea base, the number has suddenly increased by dozens, and there are still some warships that are not Ming's warships at first glance. It is obvious that something is wrong with the naval base.

"Send a small boat to check it out, and the others get ready for battle!"

Zhu Zhangui directly ordered the preparations for the battle without asking why the Xihai Naval Base was.

As a soldier, you must always be vigilant, even in your own territory, and be ready to fight at any time.

"Hey, why did they stop, and the gun compartment was opened, did they find any enemies?"

The people waiting on the pier saw the approaching warship, and suddenly faced the pier sideways, the hatches of the cannons also opened, and the cannons were pushed out one after another, instantly full of doubts.

"You bastard, you didn't report the news of our return to His Highness!"

Zheng He was also puzzled for a moment, and then kicked the naval officer's ass.

The naval officer who had been kicked reacted immediately, raised his hand and slapped himself.

"I'm so happy to see you, I forgot about this, mother, I'm going to be punished!"

Soon, Zhu Zhangui received a report from Xihai Base, and at the same time Zheng He also said something to Zhu Zhangui on the walkie-talkie.

"Your Highness, the minister is back!"

It was very difficult for Zheng He to say these words. The moment he opened his mouth, the pictures of the past few years kept going through his mind, and when the last word fell, the circles of his eyes were even slightly reddened.

On the other side, Zhu Zhangui, who was still at sea, didn't hear Zheng He's emotions, but laughed and scolded Zheng He happily.

"Well, your surname is Zheng. After so many years of wandering, I thought you brought my people to establish a country overseas and become the emperor. Also, if the harvest you bring back doesn't satisfy me, there will be no end for us! "

A frigate docked first, and after the naval soldiers came down from above, Zhu Zhangui's boat docked at the pier.

After getting off the boat, Zhu Zhangui ran to Zheng He with a big laugh, and hugged him in his arms.

Just when he was about to scold the bastard, Zhu Zhangui suddenly felt something strange in the touch of his hand.

Zhu Zhangui froze for a moment, then looked down at the strange arm.

A sleeve fluttered with the wind, and it was empty inside, without the strong arm in memory.

"Where are the hands?"

Holding the empty sleeve, Zhu Zhangui looked at Zheng He with reddish eye circles.

"He was hacked!"

Zheng He replied with a smile in his eyes.

"Who is it, where is the power!"

"In the westernmost country, a country called Grape Country!"

"Okay, I see, I'll kill him when I get a chance later."

Zheng He nodded, "I want to go by myself, more than half of my brothers died there, I want to bring them back, I want to avenge them!"

Zhu Zhangui looked up at Zheng He, and Zheng He also looked at him firmly.

"Okay!" Zhu Zhangui nodded in response.

"However, it will take a few years. At present, the imperial court is using troops in various places, and the manpower cannot be allocated temporarily. The next batch of warships from the navy will not be delivered until the end of next year at least!"

"As long as I can avenge those brothers before I die, I am willing to wait as long as I want!"

Zheng He knew that overseas expeditions were not an easy task, and he was prepared to wait several years, or even ten years, before returning.

But then he pointed to the iron-clad ship entering the dock, and said to Zhu Zhangui, "I want an iron-clad ship, bigger than this!"

Zhu Zhangui also looked back at the ironclad ship, and pondered for a while.

"It will take at least 8 years. I will equip the first batch on the navy first."

Still the same sentence, if you can't eat a fat man in one bite, you may be stuffed to death.

Zhu Zhangui plans to take over the area around Daming before the old man leaves. As for the further overseas campaign, it will take at least ten years of self-cultivation to start.

His promise to Zheng He was just to send him a battleship and manpower, and let Zheng He beat up those Westerners first, and inform them that I, Daming, are coming.

As for the plan to conquer the world, Zhu Zhangui feels that it may not be realized before his death.

All he is doing now is to pave the way for his son and grandson, so that his son and grandson have the capital to rule the world.

After all, the earth is too small, and there are too many national forces, so it is easy to cause chaos and friction.

So Daming suffers a little bit and suffers a little bit, bringing the entire earth into management, so that all human beings can work together to strive to fly out of the solar system and enter the Milky Way before the 21st century.

Of course, this is just Zhu Zhangui's fantasy. What will happen in the future? Daming will rule the entire earth and develop rapidly with the help of global power.

Or mismanagement, falling into civil strife and falling apart, that is not what he could have expected.

Whether it is good or bad depends entirely on the efforts of future generations. He just needs to lie down in the soil.

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As a navigator and an eunuch, there is nothing in this world that attracts Zheng He more than ships.

After all, he is a eunuch, and he doesn't need women or anything.He was not greedy for money either, unless the money was for shipbuilding, Zheng He would not even look at the money even if it was in front of him.

The two chatted briefly, and Zheng He and others hurriedly boarded the iron-clad ship.

"Tsk tsk tsk, ordinary shells can't penetrate this deck!"

"It's hard to say, but the shotgun can withstand it, and it may be a little difficult to block the solid iron ball!"

"Although the iron armor is good, if it is soaked in the sea every day, will it rust?"

"Then it depends on the logistics. We are just sailing, and it has nothing to do with us!"

"Hahaha, it's right, it's right, those people who work in logistics will probably be angry and scold their mothers."

A group of people boarded the iron-clad ship. Zheng He's men and the officers and soldiers of the Xihai Naval Base, like country bumpkins, lay on the plywood and beat and beat.

At the same time, his mouth was not idle, and he kept asking his own questions.

Zheng He patted the deck of the ship and nodded in satisfaction.

Then he and Zhu Zhangui walked into the boiler room, and as soon as they entered, the two backed out abruptly.

Man, it's hot in there.

In the cold and twelfth lunar month, the craftsmen and sailors inside were shirtless and wandering around in big underpants.

"This heat is enough for summer!"

After standing at the door to adjust to the temperature, the two walked in.

Looking at the craftsmen and sailors who were busy in the boiler room, Zheng He couldn't help but think about what the scene would be like in the summer.

"No way, I don't have much experience in building this kind of ship for the first time. The next ship will improve this aspect, and try not to heat up in summer."

After staying in the boiler room for a while, Zhu Zhangui was sweating.

This aspect must be improved. If the sailors are really overheated, it will be a joke.

"My God, is this the power of Daming? They actually built a steel warship!"

On the open ground of the pier, a group of black and white captives wearing thin clothes were guarded by soldiers and knelt on the ground, looking at the iron-clad warships in the distant port, their mouths opened wide in surprise.

The beard was almost pulled, the bearded white man with a bruised nose and swollen face, his eyes were wide open, he couldn't believe what he saw.

When he set off, the king was still fantasizing about launching a war against the country of Ming Dynasty.

But now it seems that this is simply a joke.

With such a powerful warship of Ming Dynasty, even if the Portuguese country develops for 100 years, it may not necessarily have the qualifications to challenge the opponent.

"Your Excellency, what do you think they will do with us?"

Fortunately, the young naval officer was not dead. He was kneeling beside the bearded white man, staring dumbfounded at the warships at sea while worrying about their future situation.

The bearded white man shook his head with a wry smile, "I don't know, they don't kill us now, maybe they want to get the strength of our country from us. If they ask clearly, I want to be thrown into the sea Feeding the sharks is probably the best thing we can do."

The young naval officer opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head with a wry smile.

The captives had no choice, either to cooperate with the Ming people to seek a happy death, or to be tortured to death by the other party.

Think about how they treated captives, didn't they do the same?
They killed so many Daming people, and so many rescued captives suffered from them.

When they thought about it, Daming probably wouldn't let them go easily.

It's a pity that they don't know that there is a guy who hates white dogs like them to the bone.

The ordeal they will suffer in the future is more terrifying than they imagined.

While the prisoners on the shore were worried about the future, Zhu Zhangui and Zheng He stepped off the iron-clad ship side by side.

"I captured a group of prisoners. I think you should be useful, Your Highness, so I left a group of officers, including their commander."

After getting off the boat, Zheng He took Zhu Zhangui to the captives.

"Actually, it's useless for me. After all, we don't understand each other. To communicate, we need to learn their words, or let them learn ours."

"As for what is going on in their country, I actually don't care about that."

"According to what you said, I already have a rough idea of ​​their national strength. With their strength, I want to resist. In the future, I will equip you with strong ships and sharp guns, unless you are stupid, or their gods personally Come!"

Zhu Zhangui didn't care about the captives.

As he said to Zheng He, in the case of absolute power, any conspiracy is a piece of shit.

And based on his understanding of history, the current national strength of the Portuguese seems to be only average, that is, the navy is a little stronger.

After Zheng He's narration just now, the naval power of the Portuguese people has almost been consumed by more than half.

Having lost most of its naval power and being a grape country in the era of cold weapons, Zhu Zhangui really didn't pay attention at all.

To be precise, he doesn't pay attention to the entire western world now.

In his mind, the threat of those Westerners is not as strong as that of Alutai.

The current military strength of Ming Dynasty can be said to be at the pinnacle of the entire world.

Unless people from all Western countries unite, one or two countries will not be enough to beat Da Ming with a single blow.

"Lie down, let me lie down!"

When the soldiers guarding the prisoners saw Zhu Zhangui and Zheng He approaching, they quickly raised their rifles and knocked down the white-skinned dogs and black ghosts who were looking up at Zhu Zhangui and Zheng He.

Without stopping the soldiers, Zhu Zhangui stood in front of the captives.

Looking at the white-skinned dogs kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs and their heads firmly on the ground, not daring to move, Zhu Zhangui sneered in his heart.

These are the ancestors of those Westerners who are arrogant, look down on the yellow race, and sing about freedom.

Those little fairies who dreamed of marrying these white-skinned dogs, if they knew the ancestors of the white-skinned dogs they admired, would be kneeling at the feet of the Yanhuang people and trembling.I don't know if he will shout insulting words and rush forward to punch Zhu Zhangui.

Hmph, a group of scumbags who exude a burning smell from the bottom of their bones really defiled the sacred Yanhuang blood.

Zhu Zhangui wanted to throw all these white dogs and niggers into the sea to feed the sharks.

But thinking that there seemed to be a language genius under his command, he changed his mind about killing them all.

Although the imperial court has no plans to go west for the time being, it is useful to know in advance.

As for the language genius that Zhu Zhangui was thinking of, it was Sanbao's elder brother, the uncle who was studying in the Imperial College.

Zhu Zhangui always feels that he is at a disadvantage when his uncle eats his own food and lives in his own room every day, and doesn't need money to go to school.

Uncle: My two younger sisters will warm your bed for you, what more do you want?
"Li Ze!"

Zhu Zhangui turned around and yelled at the ironclad ship.

An officer wearing a naval officer's uniform, who was lying on the deck and bragging with a group of people, stood up suddenly, shouted, and then quickly trot off the ship and came to Zhu Zhangui's side.

"Press all these white dogs and black ghosts back to Jinling, and hand them over to my uncle who is studying in the Imperial College."

"Tell him, I'll give him two months, and I'll have to ask these guys how many times they wet the bed when they're young, and I'll ask Jin Yiwei to cooperate with him."

"Yes!"

Li Ze raised his hand and saluted, waving his hand to let the soldiers push the gang of white dogs and black ghosts onto the boat.

"Wait a moment!"

Looking at the captives who were being driven to the boat by the soldiers, Zhu Zhangui stroked his chin and gave instructions to Li Ze who turned around and stood at attention.

"At the gate of the capital, strip off their clothes, put them on sheepskins, and lead them into the city!"

"Yes!"

Without even thinking about it, Li Ze agreed without hesitation.

Although he was an officer, he was illiterate before, and he learned to read and write later.He didn't understand history at all, and he didn't know what it meant to strip naked and put on sheepskin. He thought it was just a means of torture.

The big soldiers didn't know that Zheng He was a man of culture.

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Zhu Zhangui was planning to use the golden man's sheep-raising ceremony.

After the Jingkang Incident, all the royal family of the Song Dynasty were captured by the Jin people. In order to humiliate the emperor and dignitaries of the Song Dynasty, they defeated the resistance of the Song people.

Up to the emperor and down to the queen, concubine, princess and prince, when they were tortured by the golden man every day, they were humiliated and stripped naked, put on sheepskin, and led around on the street like animals for people to watch.

Even many queens and princesses were publicly humiliated by golden soldiers and common people when they were paraded through the streets in sheepskins.

People who know a little bit about history will grit their teeth with hatred when they mention this ceremony.

This is the greatest humiliation to the son of the Han family, and it is also the pain in the hearts of all the men of the Han family.

How many people in later generations gritted their teeth when they read this history.I hate the incompetence and weakness of the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and I wish I could give birth to that era, riding a horse and wielding a knife to fight the enemy to the end.

But history has passed after all, no matter how much you hate and annoy, there is no possibility of change.

Zhu Zhangui didn't travel to the Song Dynasty, and he didn't have the chance to change the disaster, but he can double the humiliation of the Western white dogs to the Han people.

He once remembered that there was a diplomat in the Qing Dynasty who was ruthlessly abused abroad, with his braids being led and paraded through the streets like an animal.

Although those people are not grape people, it doesn't matter to Zhu Zhangui, they are all white dogs anyway.

Moreover, these grape white-skinned dogs are not a good breed. In the middle of the Ming Dynasty in history, they forcibly occupied Macau of the Ming Dynasty.

The official record only records the occupation, but who knows how much humiliation and suffering the Ming people in the occupied area suffered when they were ruled by these bandits.

So for these white dogs, Zhu Zhangui never had any good feelings.

In his mind, only dead and slaved white dogs are good white dogs.

"Your Highness, is it inappropriate to do this!"

Zheng He hesitated for a moment, but still offered some words of persuasion.

He didn't sympathize with these white-skinned dogs and black ghosts, but worried that Zhu Zhangui's actions would be criticized by the censor and those great scholars, which would affect his status in the emperor's mind.

Zhu Zhangui turned his head to look at Zheng He, stared at Qi for a long time before saying calmly.

"I just want them to see, let them recall how the Song Dynasty, which ruled the world with the scholar-officials, was humiliated by the enemy!"

"If you don't remind them of some things, these people who have had enough food for two days and read sage books for two days are a bit dishonest!"

After a group of county school students from Xinxue graduated and were then arranged by the Wenqu Academy to practice in various departments, those great Confucians learned about it.

There were some weird words among scholars, and some great scholars even said something in private that made Zhu Zhangui uncomfortable, and even joined together to do some small tricks.

That is to say, the imperial court is fighting everywhere and needs domestic stability, otherwise Zhu Zhangui will definitely come to a wave of literary inquisition, so that these literati who claim to be representatives of the world understand what power is called power, and what is meant by a hard mouth Can't hold the steel knife.

Zhu Zhangui couldn't figure it out, why are these people so cheap, their scars are always healed, and they forget the pain, as if they have no memory.The old Confucian's talent died for a few days, how could he forget the tricks of the grandson of the emperor so quickly.

Since these guys can't remember, Zhu Zhangui, the grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty, feels that he has a duty to remind these guys of some painful lessons and memories.

ps: Recently, some people have been complaining about the title of the book, and feel that it is too ignorant.

Those who can see here are also old brothers, so here is a call for new names from everyone.Interested brothers, you can tell me the name you want in your mind.

Reward: A photo of myself. (><)
(End of this chapter)