Chapter 1898 Rotten Feet, Start Pulling

Zheng He came back, and when he saw the newly joined fleet, he asked who would lead it.

After learning that Fang Xing was leading the army, Zheng He's expression remained the same, but he just told people not to disturb him, and then stayed alone in the room, not knowing what he was doing.

Zheng He didn't take a nap, so it was strange to be bored in the room at noon.

As a veteran of the fleet, Wang Jinghong went to knock on the door.

"who?"

Zheng He's voice sounded a little heavy, Wang Jinghong responded, and then pushed open the door.

The light in the room was not very good, Zheng He sat on a chair, saw him coming in, and asked, "Is Your Majesty dissatisfied with us?"

Wang Jinghong closed the door with his backhand, then went to sit next to him, and said: "His Royal Highness came out to see overseas, and this is for the future vassal fief planning, and Xing Hebo... I asked him and didn't say anything, but since he Bringing a firearms soldier from Qianhusuo must have come to see the blood, father-in-law, are you worried about this?"

Zheng He looked gloomy, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Xinghe is killing, and wherever he goes, he is killing. His Majesty suddenly sent him after him. I see blood!"

Zheng He rubbed his eyes, then touched the gray hair on his temples and said sadly: "Overseas has always been spreading comfort. Emperor Wen only wanted to expand the influence of Ming Dynasty, and by the way make money through trade to support the Northern Expedition and various projects. The first emperor I am a little disgusted with going to sea, but His Majesty today is completely different from the late Emperor..."

Looking at Zheng He's old state, Wang Jinghong felt sad, and said, "Your Majesty is sharp, and he only wants to build a big territory for Daming. Don't worry, father-in-law, Xinghe Bo will not suffer."

Zheng He let out a breath and said, "Yes! It's just that we are getting old? Yes, we are old, and we want to maintain the current situation. His Majesty probably has a clear understanding of this, so he sent Xinghe Bolai. "

Wang Jinghong comforted: "Eunuch, if His Majesty wants to replace us, it will be a matter of direct order, but isn't there no such thing? So you, relax, we have to go next!"

Zheng He picked up the teacup, and he drank a cup of cold tea slowly. After a while, his stomach started to growl.

"Huh? It's cold!"

Zheng He has been at sea all year round, and he has some stomach problems, and he will feel uncomfortable after eating raw or cold food. He rubbed his belly and said, "The most troublesome thing is His Highness the King of Han. If he loses his temper, no one can stop him. However, Xing and Bo are on good terms with him. You should pay more attention when the time comes. If His Highness the King of Han makes trouble, please Xing He Bo went to appease."

On the second day after Zheng He arrived at Taiping Port, Fang Xing returned with several ships.

Zheng He's face was a little pale, and when he met Fang Xing, he asked, "Is Mr. Zheng unwell?"

Zhu Gaoxu didn't like this kind of greeting, so he went straight to his place and asked someone to prepare hot water for a bath. His feet were completely glued to the socks, and he couldn't take them off without soaking them in hot water.

"Our family just suffers from gastrointestinal discomfort, Xinghe Bo, that's..."

Those pirate prisoners were brought over at this moment, Fang Xing said: "Just now we wiped out these Japanese pirates who came to avoid disaster in Xiaoliuqiu, these captives, Mr. Zheng, can do what they want. Chopped."

Zheng He looked at his words and felt that Fang Xing had no intention of seizing power, so he smiled and said, "It happens that the shipyard here needs to be repaired. These people are laborers, and our family will arrange it later."

Fang Xing knew that his pursuit would make Zheng He a little sensitive, so he cupped his hands and said, "So Fang will rest, if it's time, just listen to Zheng Gong's arrangement."

These words gave enough face, but Zheng He asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"As far as the sky."

Fang Xing's words made Zheng He half relieved, but there was still half that he had to ask, otherwise he would not be able to sleep peacefully.

"Do you want to kill?"

Fang Xing didn't expect Zheng He to ask such a question, he smiled and said, "You are Xuan Wei, and I am Xuan Wei."

Zheng He was not surprised by this answer, he nodded and said, "I will leave it to you within Malacca, and our family will explore all the way there.

"

This is a compromise solution, everyone is happy.

If two groups of people are together, sooner or later they will get into trouble because of their different ideas. Although Zheng He is a veteran, Fang Xing was sent by the emperor behind him, and besides him was a stingy King of Han.

"ah……"

The two stood still, looking at the barracks in front of the right, but there was a roar from the side.

"Is this His Highness's voice?"

"ah……"

The second scream came, Fang Xing nodded, and said, "His Royal Highness's feet are rotten and stuck to the socks, and he is probably taking off the socks."

Zheng He's nose fluttered, and there were some people with rotten feet on the boat. Once those people approached, you would smell a bad smell.

Zheng He bit the bullet and entered the barracks with Fang Xing. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhu Gaoxu sitting on a chair with a wooden basin in front of him.

The tub was steaming hot, but Zhu Gaoxu's feet rested on the side of the tub, and blood flowed down the tub. His guard stood beside him with a troubled expression on his face, obviously his scalp was numb from the tragic footwashing.

Fang Xing glanced at the sock that had been thrown to the side. The sock had been turned inside out, and a piece of skin, blood-stained human skin, could be seen in the gray and black.

The room was filled with the smell of stench and blood, Zhu Gaoxu turned his face, frowned and said: "What the hell, you are not allowed to wash your feet on board, Zheng He, do your feet stink?"

Zheng He said in embarrassment: "Your Highness, on the boat... the little water left after washing your face can be used to rub your feet."

A small amount of water, after washing the face, most of it was absorbed by the towel, and the rest...

Zhu Gaoxu looked at his big hands, and felt that the little water was not enough to wash them.

"Call the doctor."

Fang Xing ordered casually, and Chang Jianxun who followed him went out, and Zhu Gaoxu yelled, "If you have a serious injury, you should also call Langzhong, come back."

Fang Xing shook his head: "Your Highness, if the wound is filled with pus on the boat, it will kill someone, Chang Jianxun hurry up."

Chang Jianxun hesitated for a moment, Fang Xing frowned and said, "The soles of my feet have been exposed, can I still walk?"

Chang Jianxun saw the anger on Zhu Gaoxu's face, and ran away quickly.

It didn't take long for the doctor to come, and he didn't dislike the smell, so he washed Zhu Gaoxu's feet himself, then got ointment to apply on it, and bandaged it again, saying that no force is allowed, and it will be done in a month.

But who is Zhu Gaoxu?

If this foot is not allowed to exert force for a month, then he might as well commit suicide with a knife.

After the doctor, Zhu Gaoxu asked someone to get a walking stick, and then called Fang Xing out for a walk.

There was nothing to see in the camp. The sergeants and sailors had nothing to do, so they just chatted and chatted in the camp.

When Zhu Gaoxu saw someone wrestling, he was a little eager to try, but he was a little frustrated just looking at his walking stick.

"When can I leave?"

Tens of thousands of people are here, and the cost of eating horse chews is not small. If you set sail one day earlier, you can return one day earlier.

 …

The fleet left Taiping Port on a cold morning. Zheng He bowed reverently to the Concubine Tian's Palace on Nanshan on the boat, then turned around and said, "Let's go!"

After the cables were untied, the anchor was lifted, and the fleet slowly left the berth. The officials who saw them off on the shore breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

Zhu Gaoxu's foot was injured, so he started to toss others even though he was depressed, Zheng He and others stayed away, but Fang Xing and everyone were acquaintances, he was not easy to show his temper. In the end, the magistrate was called in, and he had to tell him about the local situation every day, and he also made serious comments, which almost drove these magistrates crazy for a while.

"The plague gods are gone! Good news, everyone, I have organized a banquet, and today I have a relaxing day."

"Okay, finally I can sleep well, let's go together!"

Several officials fluttered their sleeves, and then went back side by side, laughing all the way.