Chapter 2212 Father and Son

Tailong Bay is a memory that Hong Bao will never forget in his life, and he will never forget it.

He thought of those stormy waves and those terrifying strong winds...

"Your Majesty, it's like a demonic realm there."

The devil's realm is the realm of the devil.

Hong Bao used this to describe Qiao Long Bay, which is quite appropriate.

"When I went there, I happened to encounter a storm, and the fleet was almost unable to continue. I prepared... Later, I left that sea area, and I..."

Hong Bao's face was full of horror caused by the memories, and gradually turned into peace.

"Later on the return trip, I was all ready and had a meal."

Hong Bao actually smiled, and then said: "It only took one meal, and when we went out again, the sea was actually sunny and windy..."

Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing have both been to the sea, so they know the difficulty well.

Yang Rong could also imagine, but he was the calmest and asked: "Eunuch Hong, if they send out troops, how many will they have? How strong are they?"

Hong Bao was thinking about this problem when he returned. At this moment, he said with confidence: "Frank has the largest population, and Plantagenet and Lisbon have the most ships. But their ships can't compare with our ships, and their firearms are even more of a joke..." "

Yang Rong frowned and said, "I'm asking about military strength..."

Fang Xing, who had been silent until now, smiled and said: "As for the water route, unless they can defeat the Ming Dynasty's navy, they have to be prepared to go into the sea to feed the fish."

Yang Rong's expression remained unchanged and he said solemnly: "What I'm talking about is... the land route."

"That's almost impossible. The price is too high."

Fang Xing analyzed: "First of all, Frank will not act alone. If he wants to take action, he can only join forces, but this must first be negotiated by the three countries. Even if the negotiations are completed, the troops will not be too many by land, because they cannot guarantee that there will be more. supply."

Yang Rong nodded and said, "That makes it clear."

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger. I want to sort out the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty in the past few years. If they know their interests, then they will be cautious in dealing with each other. If they don't know their interests..."

Yang Rong stood up and said: "If they don't know what they are interested in, I will have to beat them to make them realize what they are interested in."

These are the ministers Zhu Zhanji needs, so he said with satisfaction: "Everyone has worked hard, please go back."

"Xinghe Bo will stay for a while."

Fang Xing stopped. After Yang Rong and Hong Bao left, Zhu Zhanji said, "Taishi is a formidable enemy, I..."

He said contemptuously: "Those people are fools. Since they are determined to be opponents, they must plan. Act according to the opportunity. This is the way to run a country."

"Yang Rong is good, but slippery."

Zhu Zhanji stood high and looked far away, and the performance of all the ministers was in his eyes, and there was almost nothing to hide. Yang Rong is considered responsible, so he now feels that the choice to abandon Yang Shiqi and use Yang Rong was the right one.

Just being alone always made him feel wary.

There was a bit of coldness between his eyebrows. Yang Rong's responsibility was more due to the needs of his job. If he didn't take the responsibility, the position of chief assistant would have to be replaced.

And others...

The only thing he could be pleased about was that these people mentioned by Emperor Wen, even if they had serious grievances in private, could still maintain relative stability in major matters.

Fang Xing knew that he was lonely, but he was helpless.

"Tessie...wouldn't be friends."

Zhu Zhanji expressed his true thoughts, "We can hang on for now, but I don't think they are fools. They will probably become more and more impatient, and then either go to sea or join forces with the meat fan Harry."

"At that time...do you think Ming Dynasty could win the battle?"

"Of course." Fang Xing had to cheer Zhu Zhanji up: "Firearms and navy are our advantages. With these two advantages, as long as we don't make mistakes and make fewer mistakes, we will be unbeatable in the world!"

Zhu Zhanji looked at Fang Xing seriously.

This is an important judgment based on the future direction of Ming Dynasty. Zhu Zhanji himself tends not to be friends with Taixi, and what he is looking for now is to predict the worst outcome.

Fang Xing nodded, and Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Ask someone to bring corn."

When it came to corn, both of them felt much more relaxed.

The eunuchs who came in to change the tea felt the relaxed atmosphere, so they boldly looked up.

Then he saw two smiling faces.

"Do you still like crying?"

Fang Xing was a little curious about the royal family's way of raising children, but Zhang Shuhui felt uncomfortable letting down her friendship with the queen, so she refused to reveal more secrets.

Zhu Zhanji thought of corn and Brother Yu at the same time. His brows furrowed slightly, then he shook his head slightly and said, "I don't cry much, Duanduan likes to coax him, so he's getting better."

"Duanduan is a good sister."

Duanduan and Wuyou are little sisters, and in Fang Xing's eyes they are almost half a daughter. So when he mentioned her, there was inevitably some tenderness in his eyes, but Zhu Zhanji saw it.

He sighed slightly, then put Brother Yu aside temporarily, listening to the increasingly clear footsteps approaching outside.

The curtain was opened, and Zhu Zhanji whispered: "It's a little cold."

People outside immediately pulled up the curtains and waited until the air-conditioning in the room had cooled down before coming in.

This was a nanny. Fang Xing watched with admiration as she came in holding the corn.

He raised the curtain of the Nuan Pavilion without the emperor's consent, which shows that there are already rules for caring for the corn. Fang Xing estimated that it was probably the Queen Mother who set it.

"Father!"

It was already clear that Corn was calling, and the nanny was very sensible and let go of Corn as soon as she came in, so Corn was able to run towards Zhu Zhanji.

This time he didn't jump and run, but almost pounced.

Zhu Zhanji got up from the chair immediately, leaned over, caught the corn, and sat back down holding him.

"Father, I'm hungry."

When the corn was stacked and he was hungry, Zhu Zhanji immediately asked someone to get some food, but Fang Xing felt that something was wrong.

According to Zhang Shuhui, Hu Shanxiang was very kind to his children, so how could Corn be brought here without breakfast?

"Father, my mother vomited, she vomited."

Corn's words revealed the mystery, and Zhu Zhanji looked at the nanny.

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor has looked at it and said it was a bit hot and asked the queen to use ice."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, then put the corn down and let him move freely.

Corn looked around, but Nuange was the place where the emperor handled affairs and met with his ministers in his spare time. There were no toys.

His eyes turned and finally saw Fang Xing.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Fang Xing curiously.

Fang Xing placed his hands flat on his thighs, leaning over and looking at the corn with a smile.

Corn glanced at Zhu Zhanji, searching for the answer.

Zhu Zhanji ignored him and looked at his choice with a smile.

Corn had forgotten about Fang Xing. He just looked at this man's friendly smile and shouted at him.

Fang Xing whispered: "What do you want to play, Your Highness?"

Corn is still young, but he is very sensitive to the word play. When he heard this, he shouted: "Hit, hit, hit! Hit!"

Zhu Zhanji's face was full of black lines, and he felt that his son had a tendency to be violent.

Fang Xing smiled and asked Mammy: "His Highness said to beat, what to beat?"

Mammy said respectfully: "His Highness listened to the story told by the Queen. When he hears bad guys, His Highness will shout and beat him."

Fang Xing glanced at Zhu Zhanji, and then praised: "Your Highness has hated evil since he was a child. He is really extraordinary!"

Zhu Zhanji said awkwardly: "Well, it's not bad."

"An! An! Queen Mother, I want Queen Mother."

At this time, Corn was impatient and rushed to Grandma and shouted.

His expression was serious, and although his body was swaying a little, he refused to reach out and grab Mammy to maintain balance.

Yi'an supported him and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you haven't had breakfast yet."

She glanced at Zhu Zhanji, but Zhu Zhanji gave no instructions.

Corn shouted: "The queen didn't eat, the queen didn't eat..."

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