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

Chapter 62 Zheng He: Enough of the scapegoat, I almost can't remember it anymore! (last chapter before release)
"Commander Zheng, look!"

Just when Zheng He looked at the shore and made a decision in his heart.

Liu Zhong, commander of the fleet on the right, seemed to have discovered something, and pointed to the shore to remind Zheng He.

When he came back to his senses, Zheng He looked in the direction of his finger.

There is a piece of white flag, and paper money is flying every now and then.

"This……"

Such a scene made Zheng He slightly stunned.

Glancing at Liu Zhong beside him, the two turned their heads to look at the rear of the fleet.

There was a lonely ship, and there were soul-inducing flags flying between the huge sails.

Looking at the ship that made his heart tremble all the way, Zheng He murmured, "It's for picking them up."

"Crackling... crackling..."

When the first ship docked, bursts of firecrackers were accompanied by the cheers of the people watching the excitement.

Taking a deep breath and looking at the welcoming team, Zheng He was the first to get off the boat.

"Hahaha, Brother Zheng, long time no see."

As soon as one of Zheng He's feet touched the ground, a hearty laugh sounded out.

Looking up, Zheng He saw His Highness the Crown Prince, King Han, King Zhao, and King Yue smiling at him.

And the hearty laugh just now was the King of Han who walked over quickly.

"His Royal Highness!"

He cupped his hands towards Zhu Gaoxu who was walking towards him and opened his arms to hug him.

Zheng He said sorry, walked around the other party, and walked towards Zhu Pangpang who was smiling and looking at him.

The smile froze on his face, a trace of anger flashed in Zhu Gaoxu's eyes, and he withdrew his open hand.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was standing beside Zhu Pangpang, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Having been with Zheng He for so long, he knows each other very well.

On such a formal occasion, Zheng He is very well-behaved, and also knows how to measure.

No matter how familiar he is with Zhu Gaoxu, he will not leave the crown prince alone and chat with Zhu Gaoxu.

"The commander of the treasure ship, Zheng He, pays his respects to His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is blessed and safe."

really.

Zheng He, who bypassed Zhu Gaoxu, came to Zhu Pangpang, and bowed respectfully.

"Okay, okay... Get up, Eunuch Zheng has worked hard."

Eunuch is not an insulting title. In the Ming Dynasty, eunuch was a serious official position, and only the eunuch in charge of the inner twelve prisons was qualified to be called this.

If you call an ordinary eunuch like this, not only will he not be happy, but he will even annoy you.

Calling him an eunuch in the palace with strict rules is not flattering him, but hurting him.

"Young brother is ignorant, and eunuch Zheng took care of him along the way."

After Zheng He got up, Zhu Pangpang took his hand and thanked him again and again.

This is where Fatty Zhu is so smart.

The old man didn't let him supervise the country, he didn't ask about state affairs at all, he only spoke as an elder brother, thanking Zheng He for taking care of Zhu Gaoyu along the way.

"Haha, brother is right." Zhu Gaoyu echoed with a smile, and said to Zheng He, "Mr. Zheng has taught me a lot along the way, and I have benefited a lot from you!"

"Your Highness is absurd, I just did my duty."

Zheng He quickly avoided, shaking his head humbly.

"Okay, brother, don't we have important things to do, let's talk about the past when we go back."

Zhu Gaoxu, who came back, saw that the three of them were chatting happily, and interrupted with some sour in his heart.

"Oh, yes, yes, look at my memory."

Zhu Pangpang raised his forehead suddenly, and said loudly with a serious expression: "The emperor's words!"

Zheng He and the others quickly knelt down.

"I respectfully invite Sheng An!"

"I'm safe."

"You are not afraid of hardships, went overseas, overcame thorns and thorns, and publicized the prestige of our Great Ming Dynasty. I am very relieved."

"Let the fleet rest at the shore, and the arrangements for the cargo and personnel on board will be taken over by the King of Yue. Zheng He will lead the officers and soldiers of the fleet to Beijing to wait for the reward. After the celebration, we will talk about it. I respect you!"

Hearing this order, Zheng He glanced at Zhu Gaoyu.

Zhu Gaoyu smiled slightly at him.

"The minister leads the decree to thank you!"

"His Royal Highness, will the envoys of various countries enter Beijing with the ministers?"

After getting up, Zheng He glanced at Zhu Gaoyu again, and asked Zhu Fatty how to arrange for the envoys from various countries.

"You guys just go back with me. The envoys are left to my fourth brother, and he will make overall arrangements for the Grand Ceremony." Zhu Pangpang talked about the court's arrangements, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction in his expression.

Zhu Gaoyu stepped forward with a smile, and said to Zheng He, "Yes, you guys go back first."

Glancing at the envoys from various countries who were disembarking, Zhu Gaoyu's smile faded a bit, and he said slowly: "They come from a barren land, and they don't understand my Ming's rules. If they don't explain it, they will offend the emperor, and it will be bad."

Zheng He twitched violently in his heart, he felt that the explanation in Zhu Gaoyu's mouth was mixed with other meanings.

Although there was speculation in his heart, Zheng He didn't speak.

Although he went to sea all the year round, he also spent a lot of time in the palace. He knew what he could and couldn't ask.

During the time when several people were talking, people in the fleet had already started to disembark one after another.

Lu Zhen, who had discussed with Zhu Gaoyu long ago, took the officials of the Ministry of Rites and translators, and first welcomed the envoys aside, waiting for the next performance.

The cargo ships approached the nearby unloading dock, and the people from the chamber of commerce over there were already waiting.

As for Xia Yuanji and the Hubu people, the old man has already stared at him to death.

In the words of the old man.

Confiscation of the house during this period has already made your household department rich enough, if you dare to miss my money, don't blame me for turning your face.

Therefore, the people in the household department can only regretfully give up and make another plan.

This made Xia Yuanji very heartbroken.

"Your Highness, the last general has brought his brothers back."

As the last boat docked, a Baihu with a white belt tied around his waist got off the boat, came to Zhu Gaoyu, knelt down on one knee and reported in a low voice.

Zhu Gaoyu had already restrained his smile when the fleet docked, reached out to help Baihu, and nodded to Zhu Pangpang and others.

Zhu Pangpang, who understood the next arrangement, took a deep breath, and told a eunuch next to him: "Go and invite Mr. Zhang and the others to come!"

Soon, a group of people in sackcloth and filial piety came over under the guidance of the eunuch.

"Meet Your Royal Highness!"

After the visitor finished his salute, Zhu Pangpang said with a heavy expression, "Go, bring your father back."

The leading young man in filial piety kowtowed again with red eyes, and led a few servants behind him to the boat on the shore.

In addition to the youth, hundreds of people, old and young, also walked out of the crowd. They followed the footsteps of the youth and came to the side of the boat, preparing to take their father, son, and brothers home.

And those female relatives were kneeling on the ground and sobbing softly facing the boat.

In this scene, whether it was the soldiers who disembarked, or the people watching, as well as Zhu Pangpang and others, all looked a little sad.

"Woooooooo..."

When the young man and his servant came out carrying a small coffin, ten horn players standing beside the boat raised their horns with white cloth tied in their hands, and blew a desolate wail.

This voice seems to be calling, calling for those soldiers who died overseas in battle, it is time to go home.

Listening to the desolate sound of the horn, Zhu Gaoyu closed his eyes slightly and faced the sea.

"My robe Ze, the soul is back!"

In a somewhat depressing atmosphere, the urns of the fallen soldiers finally returned to the arms of their relatives.

As the last urn was placed, Zhu Gaoyu strode forward and said coldly: "Take someone as a prisoner!"

"Clap la la... Clap la la..."

The sound of chain friction sounded from the cabin, and everyone on the shore turned their heads to look.

I saw a group of unkempt people staggering out under the escort of soldiers.

In the front was a thin, skinny man wearing heavy shackles.

From his tall frame, it can be seen that this man should have been very strong.

bass!
With the cold knife out of its sheath, Zhu Gaoyu held the hard knife in his hand and came to the young man holding the spiritual tablet.

Handing over the knife, Zhu Gaoyu looked into his reddish eyes and pointed at the tall prisoner who was heavily chained.

"Son of Alie Kunel, your father died at his hands."

"The revenge of killing one's father is irreconcilable. I brought him here for you."

Hearing this, the young man looked at Zhu Gaoyu gratefully, and handed the spirit tablet in his hand to his cousin next to him.

He didn't reach out to receive the knife, but gave Zhu Gaoyu a grateful bow, thanking Zhu Gaoyu for giving him the opportunity to avenge his father, then took the knife with trembling hands, and walked towards Alekunel's son with cold eyes.

At the same time, Wang Jin led hundreds of officers, walked up to other family members holding the urn, pulled out the knife from his waist, and handed it to them.

The sad family members who were holding the urn of their relatives stared blankly at the handle of the knife in front of them for a long time, and there was a trace of other emotions in their numb eyes.

one two three...

Trembling hands grabbed the handle of the knife, including old people, children, and even women.

They carried some heavy steel knives, and under the guidance of Wang Jin and other officers, they walked towards the prisoners one by one on the opposite side.

"His Royal Highness, is this... is this appropriate?"

Looking at the family members of the fallen soldiers walking towards the prisoner, Zheng He asked Zhu Pangpang with some concern.

He originally thought that Zhu Gaoyu had asked people to bring these people back to make a statement to the court.

But he didn't expect it.

The role of these prisoners is actually like this.

"You can rest assured about this." Zhu Pangpang comforted: "Your Majesty said, as long as it can appease the hearts of the families of the fallen soldiers and make the people feel at ease, let alone hundreds of heads, even thousands of heads are worth it."

Hearing that even His Majesty agreed, Zheng He felt relieved.

He can still take care of overseas affairs, but if he makes a mistake in front of so many people, he won't be able to take care of it for Zhu Gaoyu.

"Prepare!"

Wang Jin, who was in charge of the beheading officer, saw that the family members of the fallen soldiers had been brought before the prisoners by the officers.

He raised a command flag high, and waved it heavily under the horrified eyes of the envoys from various countries watching from a distance.

"cut!"

"what!"

Hearing the order, the son of Yuanwailang who was killed roared angrily, and slashed down on the numb head.

The others were not to be outdone, and under the blessing of grief and hatred, they forgot the fear of killing, raised their knives and slashed down angrily.

July [-]th of the ninth year of Yongle.

In front of the tribute envoys from various countries, Daming beheaded all members of the royal family of Mount Ceylon except Alekunair.

This move severely frightened the envoys of various countries, making them learn the first rule as soon as they set foot on the land of Ming Dynasty.

Tomorrow's prestige cannot be violated.

While the imperial court was busily preparing for the Great Ceremony of Nations, a group of people disguised as merchants, refugees and other identities gathered in a valley dozens of miles away from Qufu, preparing to carry out an action that would shock the ancient and modern.

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(End of this chapter)