The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1710

[1710. Chapter 1626 The magnificent Xu Pengju]

Xu Pengju is different from others.

He was beaten since childhood.

In this capital, his father and mother were too far apart, so it was almost Zhu Xiurong who took care of him.

In his heart, Zhu Xiurong was like his mother.

He always stood up and scolded those ‘bad’ children and gave him shelter when he cried loudly after being beaten.

This mission… seems to be serious.

Xu Pengju shook his big head, and his mentor asked the emperor’s grandson to go out. It was rare that he said so many words to him in a pleasant manner. In Xu Pengju’s opinion, there was a high probability that he would not be able to come back.

He agreed honestly, but he also knew what he was going to face.

So before leaving, he wanted to see his wife, because to him, she was his most loved one in this world.

Fang Jifan sent Xu Pengju away and breathed a sigh of relief. When Zhu Zaimo came in again, Zhu Zaimo looked puzzled: “Teacher, what did you tell him?”

“Tell him to do something big. If he is lucky, , He has made great achievements, but if he is unfortunate, hey…” Fang Jifan sighed, thinking that Xu Pengju was still a child, he couldn’t bear it!

Seeing his mentor like this, Zhu Zaimo couldn’t help but sigh: “These are just students’ random speculations. They are like child’s play. It’s not as good as my mentor… just don’t take it seriously.”

Fang Jifan’s expression changed and he said seriously: “Anything. Success all comes from conjecture. If you don’t even have an idea, how can you do great things? If you have an idea but don’t dare to implement it, how can you succeed? Those who dare to think and act, Zai Mo, your identity is different from others. Others can be mediocre, mediocre, or wait to die, but you can’t. In the future, this world will be yours. Thinking about it but not daring to do it, looking forward and backward, what will happen to the world?”

Zhu Zaimo was immediately in awe and saluted: “My teacher is right, it’s my student Meng Lang.”

Fang Jifan smiled with satisfaction. , and then said: “It’s just that Xu Pengju is still young, and I don’t know if he can endure this suffering. The Spaniards in Luzon have different ideas. If he fails, he will be doomed. How can a teacher be willing to send his disciples there?” He is going to die. But if he is not allowed to go, who will be allowed to go? He, Xu Pengju, is the successor of the Duke of Wei, and will inherit the throne in the future. “

I am now the greatest minister in the Ming Dynasty.

The shortcoming is that the queens of meritorious service, lying on the merit book, have lost their enterprising spirit, relying on the kindness of their ancestors, blindly eating and waiting to die, there are so many princes, marquises, and uncles in the world. My son, if everyone is like this, on the one hand, they receive favors, eat and drink, and do all they can to support the people, and live in fine clothes and food, drunk and dreaming all day long, but those dangerous things are those who have not received any favors from the country, but have paid tribute to them. If you give it to ordinary disciples, given time, our country, the Ming Dynasty, will be in danger. “

“Because of this, what I dislike the most are those who only know how to eat and drink and sleep soundly all day long. Those who are not diligent in their four limbs and unable to distinguish their grains, who live in a drunken dream and die in dreams, our empire of the Ming Dynasty was conquered by the ancestors of the emperors and grandsons with our ancestors. Now that we are in the world, naturally we should not just enjoy wealth and honor. The amount of national favor you receive is the amount of contribution you should make to the country. This meritorious service started with Xu Pengju.”

After hearing this, Zhu Zaimo was shocked.

He hadn’t thought of this level.

My mentor is my mentor, and he really has a far-sighted vision, and he actually wants to use Xu Pengju to reverse the current evils.

He immediately saluted again and said sincerely: “Student has been taught.”

Fang Jifan smiled and said: “Only you understand my thoughts. Okay, let’s not talk about this. It is useless to talk more. I just hope that things will go smoothly and that Xu Pengju will be safe. Come back.”

…

Xu Pengju met his mistress. Seeing his cheerful look, Zhu Xiurong felt something was unusual, so he asked him softly: “What happened?”

Xu Pengju shook his head and said: “Nothing, I just came to see Master.”

After saying that, he said: “Master, I’m hungry. I want to eat the snacks you made before.”

Zhu Xiurong touched his head gently, showing a kind expression. Smile, there is emotion in his eyes.

Xu Pengju has grown up.

But she was still so greedy and delicious. She remembered that Xu Pengju always cried at that time. Only when eating could he hold back his tears without crying.

So she hurriedly responded and immediately took a few maids to make pastries.

Xu Pengju sat upright and happily, and began to eat deliciously under Zhu Xiurong’s gaze. He ate very deliciously. He took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in three or two bites, and ate a dozen pieces. When the maid on the side saw it, she couldn’t help but secretly glance at her. Looking at his swollen belly, I always felt that this belly was special, otherwise how could it hold so much food.

Xu Pengju finally had enough to eat. He kept burping and stood up. He saw his wife looking at him tenderly.

He shook his big head and was silent for a long time, as if he wanted to say something. In the end, he didn’t say anything, so he grinned: “Master’s wife, I’m leaving.”

Zhu Xiurong couldn’t help but said: “Silly boy, you just came and you’ve just eaten. I have to go.”

“I’m going to do something big,” Xu Pengju said.

Zhu Xiurong frowned and wanted to ask.

Xu Peng waved his hand: “Master, I’m leaving.”

As he said that, he knelt down and hit his big head heavily on the ground. After a crisp sound, he stood up and turned around resolutely.

Zhu Xiurong felt that Xu Pengju was very different today and wanted to stop him.

In fact, he also wanted to turn around, just like when he was still the child, and wanted to hug his wife affectionately, but his strong body only trembled slightly, and then pretended to be cool. Once, gone.

…………

Early the next morning.

It was as if he was afraid that Xu Pengju would regret it.

Someone packed Xu Pengju’s luggage into a carriage and sent him to Tianjin Port.

Here, a ship had been waiting for a long time, and Xu Pengju was almost forced onto the ship again.

When he was about to board the ship, he remembered: “I thought about it and felt that I should go back and say a word to my wife. This sentence is very important.”

He was accompanied by the guards from Xishan, who protected him all the way. The leader He is Fang Jifan’s personal bodyguard Hu Zi.

Huzi grabbed him and dragged him onto the boat, panting and saying: “We are here. If you have anything to say, you can say it later. Get on the boat quickly. The boat is about to weigh anchor and sail.”

The boat… …gradually left the dock.

Huzi and others looked at the big head exposed on the bow of the ship and kept looking at the land. But the big head was getting further and further away, so Huzi breathed a sigh of relief and took the people back to recover.

………

The voyage is lonely.

Even though this person is very honest, Xu Pengju feels that every day is very difficult to endure this loneliness.

He held his big head in his hands and looked very melancholy. Fortunately, Luzon was not far away and he would arrive in just over twenty days.

The ship was in a nearby water area. They had already contacted people and sent a small boat to move Xu Pengju to the small boat. Then, the Ming Dynasty’s ship Yang Fan sailed away with the wind.

Xu Pengju took a boat and arrived at a dock in Luzon. This was a Franconian building. The Spaniards had been operating here for a long time and established trading points, manors, and docks here.

As soon as he landed, he was questioned.

The children in these nurseries had all received language training from the French prisoners.

So Xu Pengju directly stated his identity in a stilted French language: “I am the crown prince of the Kingdom of Wei in the Ming Dynasty. I have been ordered to come here specially to bring you a letter.”

He took out the letter and it was Zhu Zai. Written by Mo himself.

The guards were a little confused when they heard this.

In Luzon, no envoy from the Ming Dynasty has ever come.

As a result, he was imprisoned immediately, and soon the letter fell into the hands of Alfonso, the governor of Luzon.

Alfonso got the letter and opened it. The letter was full of threats. There were no good words in it. It showed the determination of the Ming Dynasty Navy to hunt for Luzon. Alfonso suddenly felt a headache. , the situation in the West has become increasingly worrying.

Whether it is the Spaniards in Luzon or the Portuguese in Java and Sumatra, they all deeply feel the increasingly serious threat from the Ming Dynasty Navy.

Especially since His Royal Highness the King has launched an attack on the Northern Province, Ming Dynasty and Spain can no longer maintain even the superficial peace.

Under this situation, Luzon became in danger.

However, this is the outpost of the New World and is of great importance. Therefore, Spain has deployed heavy troops here in the past few years. Not only that, it has also mobilized a specialized fleet and even built more fortresses. For emergencies.

And now… what is supposed to come has finally come.

Alfonso stood up and looked at his attendant: “Where is he?”

“He is imprisoned in prison.”

Alfonso squinted his eyes with coldness in his eyes: “He is the son of Wei Guogong, from that town. The son of the Duke of his second capital?”

“Yes.”

Alfonso said: “He is a noble, and we should treat him with courtesy, but since they are heretics, we do not recognize his noble status.”

His words were decisive, and then he said: “Come with me.”

Xu Pengju was imprisoned in a water prison. The water prison was very damp and full of mud.

He cut his hands behind his back and was hung up. He felt that his wrists had almost been broken by the rope.

So, he grimaced in pain. Fortunately, his breathing was very even. Based on his many years of experience in being beaten, at this time, the pain could be slowly relieved based on his even breathing.

Immediately afterwards, many Francois began to walk in. The leader was wearing a beautiful three-cornered hat and a military uniform with a dazzling array of badges.

The man stood up straight and said, “I heard that you know Spanish?”

…

There should be more.

(End of chapter)