Chapter 1952 The expedition fleet returns
In his two lifetimes, Fang Jun once boasted of being a mentally tough person, but now when faced with such mysterious and mysterious problems, he would inevitably become confused and suspicious.
Even in the next few days, I was a little distracted when dealing with official duties...
On this day, I was sitting in the duty room of the Yamen, next to the window enjoying the sun shining on my body through the glass window. I was holding a small teapot in my hand and sucked it from time to time. My whole body was warm and sleepy, and it seemed that I was very happy. Comfortable, but also seems a little unmotivated.
He stared at the withered trees outside the window without focus, thinking about finding some excuse to go to the palace and see Princess Changle, even if it was just from a distance... Immediately, he was attracted by this dirty look. I was startled by the thought, and laughed to myself.
Sure enough, there is no good thing about men. Even if they can grit their teeth under three trees and bear heart between life and death, they often sink in the gentle land and lose their ambition. What is particularly important is that as the saying goes, "A wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a steal, and a concubine is worse than being unable to steal." This is so true.
No matter how sanctimonious a man is, there will always be a dark and dirty place deep in his heart, which should not be discussed with others. This is human nature...
He took a sip of tea, put the teapot on the desk, stood up and stretched. He was about to ask the clerk to go to Songhe Tower to buy some exquisite dishes. At noon, he had a good meal with several assistants in the Yamen. Drink, play a few rounds of mahjong in the afternoon, Then I saw a soldier in navy uniform running all the way in from the main gate. The guard at the door chased him, shouting: "Stop him! This is the Yamen of the Ministry of War, a stronghold of military aircraft. You, mother-in-law, broke in without permission. I don't want to live." ?”
The navy soldier ran and shouted: "Is my Lord Marquis here? There is an urgent military report, please don't delay for a moment!"
Then some officials came out of the main hall to greet him, tried to stop him, and shouted: "The minister of the house is in the yamen, you are so arrogant, you are not afraid of military law!"
The soldier ignored it and shouted: "Master Marquis! Master Marquis! I have an important military report!"
Fang Jun quickly walked out of the duty room, stood on the steps in front of the main hall, and asked in a deep voice: "What are you reporting?"
The soldier was running out of breath. He knelt down on one knee to perform a military salute and said intermittently: "The ship...the fleet...the fleet is back..."
"The fleet is back?"
Fang Jun was puzzled and said comfortingly: "When you are breathing well, speak slowly."
"Here..."
The soldier took a few sharp breaths, stabilized his breath, and then said: "Tian Yunlai, Tian Yunlai's fleet is back!"
"Tian Yun is here?"
Fang Jun murmured, then his complexion changed drastically and his whole body was shaken!
"Is Tian Yunlai back?" He stepped forward suddenly, grabbed his soldier's collar, pulled his body off the ground, and asked impatiently.
"Ho...ho..."
The soldier's collar was suddenly pulled tightly, and his neck was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe. His face turned red, and he was waving his hands desperately, but he didn't dare to touch Fang Jun...
"Secretary of the House, loosen your grip, this man is going to be strangled to death..." The official on the side couldn't see it, took a step forward, and whispered a reminder.
Fang Jun finally realized and hurriedly let go.
He was so excited!
According to the plan, Tian Yunlai should have returned long ago, but he has not been seen for a long time. Fang Jun thought that there must be more danger than anything. In this era, no one knows better than him the dangers and difficulties faced in crossing the Pacific Ocean. Not only does it require Advanced ships, excellent navigation skills, and even more incredible luck and God's blessing!
Entering the vast Pacific Ocean is equivalent to entering the gate of hell. Their fate is always under the nose of the King of Hell!
He had long since given up on the fleet brought by Tian Yun, and was preparing to send another fleet across the Pacific Ocean after the Eastern Expedition to explore the American continent in search of corn, potatoes and other food. Ocean exploration is a big gamble. If you can succeed even once out of ten, you will be lucky.
But I never thought that Tian Yunlai would actually come back...
"What did they bring back?"
Fang Jun glared at the soldier with red eyes. He did not immediately ask about the damage to the ship or the casualties, because everything was insignificant in the face of the possible harvest!
Only he knows what corn and potatoes mean!
The soldiers hurriedly said: "As soon as the fleet returned to the shore, Pei Changshi ordered all the naval forces stationed at the port to dispatch and surrounded the fleet tightly. He strictly ordered that no one should come even half a step closer or inquire at will. Anyone who disobeys the order Kill him! I have to travel day and night to report to the Marquis. I don’t know anything about the rest!”
Fang Jun made a fist with his right hand and hit it hard with his left palm. The excitement in his heart could no longer be tolerated!
The fleet must have gained something, that's why Pei Xingjian was so solemn!
"Come, come to the palace quickly to see your Majesty, and tell me that a fleet that I sent for an ocean expedition has returned. I went to see what I have gained! Come, prepare your horses, I will go to Huating Town immediately!"
He hurriedly made some arrangements and left the soldier to recuperate in Chang'an. After all, he had traveled all the way from Huating Town to Chang'an day and night. He was already extremely exhausted. If he were allowed to follow him back, he would probably die of exhaustion on the way. He sent someone to deliver a message to his family, and he couldn't wait to leave Chang'an City with his usual guard of family generals and went straight to Tongguan.
Although the waterway is smooth and much less labor-intensive, the speed is too slow. Fang Jun's heart is burning at the moment. How can he tolerate the slow speed of the ship?
Immediately he took his family with him and went straight to Huating Town along the official road. Along the way, one person and two horses stayed overnight. They changed horses at each post station. When they arrived at Huating Town six days later, everyone was tired from the journey. Can't get human form...
Since no one had been arranged to deliver the letter before, because they were too fast, faster than the Tanma who delivered the letter, when they arrived at Huating Town, all the officials knew nothing about it.
It wasn't until Fang Jun appeared at the gate of the town office with a bearded face, hair that was rolled out after taking off his hat, and obvious frostbite on his ears that a group of officials and minor officials woke up from a dream and hurriedly invited Fang Jun. Enter the lobby and go to inform Pei Xingjian.
When Pei Xingjian hurried over after hearing the news, he was startled when he saw Fang Jun's embarrassed appearance, and said repeatedly: "Why is the Marquis so anxious? The fleet on the left and right has returned, and is now at the salt farm on the seaside." While repairing, can you still fly into the sky? Look at what it looks like after all the work... Sit down and rest quickly. The official ordered people to prepare hot water for bathing, changing clothes, and preparing meals..."
He knew that Fang Jun had great hopes for the ocean-going expedition fleet, but he still underestimated how big this hope was. Therefore, it was difficult to understand why Fang Jun immediately set off from Chang'an after hearing the news, traveling all the way, even for Arrive at Huating Town as early as possible without even taking a boat...
But where can Fang Jun sit down?
That fleet carries hope beyond the times!
If Tian Yunlai and others really arrived in America and discovered the plants he drew on the paper...
"Wait for someone to go quickly, don't stay!"
Fang Jun gave an order and turned around to walk out of the lobby.
Just because of riding horses for days, the inner skin of both legs had been worn to pieces, and even the muscles were strained and stiff. After just taking a few steps, he stumbled and almost fell down!
Pei Xingjian was startled and quickly stepped forward to help Fang Jun up and shouted: "Here comes someone!"
The soldiers who came with Fang Jun were even worse than Fang Jun. They staggered one by one and couldn't stand up even after dismounting their horses. They struggled for a few steps. When they saw the officials from Huating Town stepping forward to help Fang Jun, they had to sit down. I fell down, my butt touched the ground, and all the bones in my body seemed to fall apart. I never wanted to stand up again...
Pei Xingjian looked solemn. Seeing that Fang Jun was in such a state because of the rush, why couldn't he see that Fang Jun valued that fleet far more than he expected? Naturally, he did not dare to neglect, so he ordered someone to find a soft sedan, helped Fang Jun up, carried him all the way to the dock, boarded a navy ship, raised the sail and anchor, and walked straight out of the dock along the Wusong River. Turn into the Yangtze River waterway, follow the water all the way, and then go out to sea and follow the coast All the way south, after walking for some distance, we saw sails on the sea. Many naval warships blocked the sea near the coast tightly. Even on the shore, there were tents dozens of steps away, one team after another. Soldiers patrolled back and forth, and no one could get closer.
Under strict protection from both land and water, three or four dilapidated warships docked at the beach.
Fang Jun's eyes suddenly became hot!
When they set out to sea, this was a huge fleet of dozens of ships, but now nine out of ten of them were damaged. You can imagine what difficulties and dangers they experienced on the vast ocean.
As the distance got closer, Fang Jun felt that his mouth was getting drier.
As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. What if the fleet does not arrive in America and brings back what one hopes for... (End of Chapter)