My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 22 As long as the hoe is swung well, the corner of the father's wall will also be dug down.

Looking back at the huge battleship, the eyes of King Managa were full of exhaustion and helplessness.

He finally gave in.

Handed over the port, and handed over the foundation on which the country of Manchuria depended for survival.

In the past, he was also a boy in fantasy. By the river, he determined to build a great empire, dominate the whole world, and become the greatest man in the world.

However, the appearance of the Deming Fleet shattered his dream of empire and his naive fantasy.

It turns out that this world really has a powerful empire, but this empire does not belong to him.

But he was not reconciled, and he was even more unwilling to give up.

With the most humble attitude in his life, he made friends with this powerful empire, thinking about using the help of the other party to annex the surrounding countries first, strengthen himself step by step, and move towards the pinnacle of the world.

However, after so many years, he is still the same him, and the changes of power in the surrounding countries have nothing to do with him.

The empire that made him despair was still that powerful empire, and it was even getting stronger little by little.

Before yesterday, he was still planning in his heart, planning his own empire dream.

But the appearance of the other prince today completely broke all his disappointment.

His Royal Highness Yue Wang spoke very plainly, but with this plain tone, he spoke the coldest language.

That cold language was like a pair of steel knives, ruthlessly split his body open, revealing his internal organs and inner thoughts to everyone, allowing them to watch and read.

At that moment, the idea of ​​fighting to the death with the other party rose in his mind more than once.

But in the end he gave up.

He was reluctant to part with the extravagant life, the beautiful beauties, and even more the rights that seemed ridiculous but he was not willing to give up at all.

"Your Majesty the King!"

The Minister of State Affairs saw that His Majesty the King was rickety and staggered when he walked. Afraid of falling, he hurried over and reached out to help.

"Go away!"

King Manraja pushed the opponent away and staggered towards his capital.

The courtiers of the Manga Kingdom sighed helplessly when they saw this, and followed behind the King Managa with their heads down.

They know it's over.

From today onwards, there is no longer any hope of rising to the top.

From today onwards, Manlajia will always be a dog of Daming, a watchdog who only dares to wag its tail but dare not show its fangs

"Your Highness, where shall we go next?"

Indulging once, Wang Jin, who felt very enjoyable, rubbed his hands excitedly and asked Zhu Gaoyu about his next plan.

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at him and said calmly, "Go home."

"go home?"

Zhu Gaoyu nodded slightly, without explaining the reason, beckoned to a middle-aged man, turned and walked into the rest cabin.

The middle-aged man saluted Wang Jin who seemed to have realized something, followed Zhu Gaoyu into the cabin, and closed the door by the way.

"Actually, you are not the most suitable candidate."

After the middle-aged man closed the door, Zhu Gaoyu, who was sitting on the brocade couch, suddenly said such a sentence.

The middle-aged man didn't make a sound, just stood at the door and waited silently.

Zhu Gaoyu nodded in satisfaction.

This person has a calm personality and outstanding abilities. He is a person who can do great things.

It's a pity that he was from Jin Yiwei, Zhu Gaoyu couldn't believe it.

But he didn't have any suitable candidates in his hand, except for the half-trusted guy in front of him, he didn't have any one at ease.

There is no need to mention this guy Wang Jin. He is in command, and he works as a governor in a small port. Isn't this demoting him?

"I'll give you a chance to choose you."

Zhu Gaoyu finally decided to give the other party a chance. There was no way, he was really short of people.

The middle-aged man remained silent for a while, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and put it on the table in front of Zhu Gaoyu.

Zhu Gaoyu picked it up and flipped through it slightly, his eyes instantly shone with light.

"You have a grudge against him?"

"The revenge of killing my father!"

The middle-aged man is a man of few words, and the simple four words express his hatred with that person.

"Okay, you can do it here first, and when you have a chance later, I will give you a position on an equal footing with him."

"As for whether you can defeat him, it depends on your own ability."

Zhu Gaoyu did not promise to avenge him.

As a superior, helping the people below to get everything done is the most stupid behavior.

As a qualified high-ranking person, we must give the following people the opportunity to perform and a platform to display.

In this way, you can not only show your kindness, but also observe whether the other party has the ability to take the next step.

There is no one in this world who cannot live without him.

What the superiors lack most is people who want to do things for them.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The face of the middle-aged man's Furui Wubo finally showed other expressions.

He took out a sealed letter of appointment from the box next to him, signed the other party's name, Zhu Gaoyu threw it over, waved the middle-aged man and backed out.

When the door was closed again, Zhu Gaoyu took out a small notebook from his arms, looked at the content on it, and couldn't help chuckling.

"Sure enough, the person who knows you best is either your enemy or your own people."

The fleet only stayed in Managa for three days, then set sail again and headed east along the monsoon.

Zhu Gaoyu left with the fleet less than 5 days before Zheng He rushed over with the remaining ships.

After the middle-aged man took out the letter of appointment with the emperor's seal, Zheng He just nodded silently, and King Manga, who didn't even see him, disappeared into the depths of the sea with the fleet in the direction Zhu Gaoyu left.

Yongle December 9th.

"Oh, I'm finally back. It's been almost two years in a blink of an eye. I don't know if that girl misses me."

Qiongzhou Overseas.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the horizon that appeared in the distance, and thought of the gentle but well-read princess, and couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth.

After leaving Manga, Zhu Gaoyu went to the Old Port.

Originally, he wanted to marry the daughter of the Shi family and win her over to this side.

In the end, I didn't know until I got there that the girl had been married three years ago, and the son could crawl on the ground.

When the other party said it, the scene was as embarrassing as it was.

Even Zhu Gaoyu, who thought he was very thick-skinned, couldn't bear it, and left in a hurry after squatting for a day.

Although the other party also has a daughter, it is from a concubine's room.

As the Prince of Ming Dynasty, even if he is a side concubine, Zhu Gaoyu cannot be born of a concubine's family. The rules are like this, no matter how beautiful or virtuous the other party is, he can't have him.

After leaving the Old Port, Zhu Gaoyu did not go anywhere else.

The initial arrangement has been completed, and now he is short of manpower, no matter how much territory he occupies, he can't hold it.

Zhu Gaoyu decided to go home first, dig a corner of his father's wall, and start the next step of the plan.

Looking at the mainland that was getting closer, Zhu Gaoyu thought about his future plans, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider.

In a happy mood, he even sang it out.

"Dig and dig and dig in Father's court..."

ps: If I sent it after 8 o'clock, it means that I didn't revise the manuscript last night, and I got up to revise it the next day. Anyway, it will be sent out before 2 o'clock at the latest.

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