Chapter 2143 Leaving Taixi and Returning

The tablets stood there silently, and there was a roster on the table in front of them. You could find the specific location of the tablets based on your names.

Fang Xing checked and successfully found Miao Xi's tablet at the back.

Miao Xi, a fan of Dongjishi Factory, died for his country in Samarkand.

A short line of words records a person's life.

He also found the tablet of Shang Yi, with the words "Ning Chang Bo" written on it.

"Whether it's a fan or a count, it's the same whether they return to the underworld after death."

Zhang Fu was also looking for the tablet of his former subordinate, and he helped Fang Xing search for it. Seeing that he was at a loss, he comforted him.

Fang Xing nodded, shook his head and said, "Brother is different."

The two of them left the main hall and then out of the Martyrs' Shrine. They saw many people waiting outside, probably wanting to go in and find the memorial tablets of their relatives.

"They're happy."

Fang Xing pointed at the common people and said: "After their relatives died for the country... you should know, for example, Shang Yi... after death, they are mourned and honored. Of course, the merits are different, naturally they are different. I just think that this life is so unknown." If we don’t build an ancestral hall to worship them after they die, how can we feel at ease?”

At this time, Meng Ying and others also came out. Xue Lu sneezed and suggested, "Let's go have a drink?"

…

In Shenxianju, I asked my brother to prepare the meals in person. Except for that private room, the two private rooms next door were empty and no one was allowed to take the opportunity to pry.

"They are all Wu Xun. They look murderous. The master is accompanying the guests inside and ordered a lot of wine..."

Mochou was originally reading to Huanhuan, but after her younger brother reported Fang Xing's case, Huanhuan couldn't sit still. He lay on Mochou's lap and begged: "Mom, look for daddy! Find daddy!"

Mochou burst into laughter, tapped his forehead, and said angrily: "I used to be afraid when I saw your father, but you're not afraid now?"

Children have the sharpest senses. Huanhuan sensed that Mochou meant to agree, so she cheered: "Dad, take me to ride a horse, a big horse!"

Mochou shook his head and said, "Your father wants to entertain people, and you kid can't make trouble."

…

"The current expedition is too expensive. We have to wait until the Ministry of Revenue can no longer hold the food. Then let's go to sea."

"Where can we go to sea to fight? We can't just find a deserted island and go there to show off our power, right? I'm not embarrassed enough!"

"There are a lot of places over there in the West. Just knock them down."

"Yes, just hit it!"

The wine table has become a battlefield. The jar of good wine has been drunk. The four of them each occupied a side and started their 'conquest'. The bowls and chopsticks on the table have become tools.

Fang Xing rubbed his chin and said: "This matter... it's not easy to fight directly. Even if it's a distant fight and a close attack, we have to choose our opponent!"

"What's the meaning?"

Xue Lu's eyes were red from drinking, and he slapped the table and shouted: "Speak clearly! Why can't you fight?"

"That's pushing the map. It's easy to push it down, but it's hard to stabilize. Everyone, that's not advisable!"

Fang Xing pointed to the guide and said: "Think about Jiaozhi. You should know that it is easy to conquer a land, but it is difficult to manage it. If it is not done well, it will take decades or even hundreds of years. It has always been a trouble for the Ming Dynasty, so Unlimited expansion is a recipe for death.”

"If I don't say much, how about five Cochins?"

Fang Xing asked provocatively.

Everyone was silent, Jiaozhi was the wound of Ming Dynasty, and it continued to bleed.

If it hadn't been for those restless guys who were completely eliminated later, Jiaozhi would not be quiet now.

But even so, Ming Dynasty still had to garrison troops in Jiaozhi and continued to pay attention.

If five Jiaozhi were to come, Zhu Zhanji would probably go crazy first. Historically, when Jiaozhi turned into a quagmire, he decisively gave up the place, then returned to the Central Plains and began a long defensive period.

What these people think about is meritorious service and conquest. As for governance after the conquest, most of them are too lazy to think about it and just want to leave it to the civil officials.

"Yes, if we ignore it, we are causing trouble for ourselves, so we need to be cautious."

Zhang Fu's words caused silence.

"Let's break up!"

Xue Lu stood up and said in a dull tone: "What's the use of talking about this now? Hong Bao's fleet hasn't come back yet, and I don't know if it can come back. If not, where should we go to sea to fight?"

At this time, there were stumbling footsteps outside, and then someone called "Third Young Master."

Fang Xing stood up and said, "It's my naughty little son who's here. Marquis Yangwu, wait a minute. Let's drink some hangover soup."

Xue Lu was a little listless. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Okay, let's take a look. If you have that qualification, it's okay for Xue to accept a disciple."

"Come in!"

Fang Xing accepted Zhang Fu's hint, but refused: "If he can win Marquis Yangwu's favor, it will be his blessing, let's see."

Just looking at it made Xue Lu look slightly gloomy, and then said: "In the future, we will probably need firearms, right? Bows and horses like ours will become antiques, no way!"

The door was pushed open, and Huanhuan walked in alone, then shook his hand and made several people in the room laugh.

…

Six ships, repaired and loaded with supplies, were ready for departure.

The dock was full of people. Abel, Doc, and Henry all looked at the four warships with complacency.

The missions of the three countries have been prepared. When Hong Bao repeatedly emphasized that the fleet could not accommodate so many people, the three countries all expressed their willingness to provide ships, but Hong Bao coldly refused.

Everyone is not a fool, the ship is just trying to explore the route.

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining, and it is a rare sunny day.

Zhang Wang looked at the people below and whispered, "Eunuch, they want to get on the warship."

"Dream on!"

Hong Bao smiled, "Have all the scouts come back?"

"They are all back, Eunuch."

Hong Bao nodded with satisfaction and ordered, "Let them get on board!"

"Eunuch, which ship?"

Hong Bao smiled and said, "Of course it's a grain ship!"

"Once they get on board and leave Lisbon, they will be locked up immediately. Those who are not happy will be thrown off the ship to feed the fish!"

Zhang Wang agreed and felt really happy.

Seeing that the three people on the dock were all shocked, Hong Bao couldn't help but sneer: "You dare to ignore the Ming Dynasty and threaten the cavalry. Whether you can live to the Ming Dynasty depends on whether you know how to behave."

A eunuch next to him asked: "Eunuch, if they don't come back, these three countries will... become a big enemy!"

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Hong Bao said coldly: "They are all ambitious people. It will definitely be different next time. If they dare to jump, that's a ready-made excuse. Let's fight first."

"But eunuch, this place is too far away, and the Ming Dynasty is not easy to control! We can't station a million troops, right?"

"That's not what we want. The ministers in the court will naturally consider it. Let's remember one thing, don't lose the face of the Ming Dynasty!"