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That night, the wind was high.
Xu Jing was too sleepy and fell asleep early.
But at midnight, suddenly, there was a harsh noise outside.
Xu Jing stood up suddenly in shock. He only had time to put on his clothes and shoes when he saw a group of sailors rushing into the tent!
Obviously something was wrong at this time, Xu Jing glared at them fiercely.
The sailors seemed to be afraid. They all looked at Xu Jing in fear, and some even looked ashamed.
"Ambassador" All the sailors fell to their knees.
"What's the matter!" Xu Jing said sternly, showing his majesty.
"Ambassador we we want to go home!" Someone said with difficulty: "We we can't move on. If we move forward, when will we be able to go home? In this vast ocean, humble people are living every day. If you can¡¯t bear it anymore, please ask the envoy to order the fleet to return, considering that we have no merit but hard work.¡±
"I humbly beg you."
"Yes, sir"
Camp change!
An idea came to Xu Jing¡¯s mind.
He knew very well that if it weren't for the fact that he and the soldiers shared the joys and sorrows, and these soldiers admired him, they would have killed him with a knife.
Xu Jing¡¯s face was ashen. Even so, this was unacceptable to him. He shouted: ¡°Whose idea was it?¡±
Everyone was silent.
Xu Jingdao: "Is it Yang Xiong?"
Everyone shook their heads: "Commander Yang didn't know anything about it."
Xu Jing sneered: "You want to go back to your hometown, why don't I want to go back to my hometown? But after reaching this point, can I still go back?"
Everyone said: "All it takes is an order from the ambassador!"
Xu Jing said fiercely: "I would rather die than issue this order!"
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, everyone hesitated.
The emotion of returning home has made them crazy. They can't hold on for a day on this sea!
So some people beat their chests and wailed, and some gritted their teeth and said: "Ambassador, we are also human beings. We came here with the ambassador and have not failed the court. Which one of us is not a half-life? Which one is not suffering a lot?" The ambassador said that we went to find the Kingdom of God for the sake of the righteousness of our family and country, but who pities us and who cares about us? Are we destined to sacrifice for the righteousness of our family and country? Ambassador, you have forgotten that you are thinking of the imperial court. We care about the common people, but why are we not common people? We want to live, and even if we die, we don¡¯t want to die thousands of miles away. Our bones should be buried next to our ancestors, not here."
The man burst into tears and continued: "We all admire the ambassador. The ambassador is a good person. If we are the people of the Ming Dynasty and see Ambassador Yang Fan going to sea, we also know that the ambassador is for the welfare of the people. But we are different. We are not like the ambassador. For the sake of our righteousness, we only seek food and clothing, a father and mother, a wife and children, and barely enough food to survive. We have endured the hardships we deserve. One of the two fellow countrymen who came with me died. There is another one who still has a high fever. The ambassador said that he wants to find the Kingdom of God, but we all know that Kingdom of God. We will not be able to reach it within a year and a half. We are not cattle and horses, we are also human beings. Please have mercy on the Ambassador."
These words made Xu Jing speechless for a moment.
He even dared not look at these people who rushed into the tent and cried loudly. They were just like him, sallow and skinny, and they were like walking zombies.
After a long silence, Xu Jing clenched his fists and said: "Life like this is very hard, but we have come this far, come this far come this far" In his eyes Tears burst out, and he continued: "My mentor ordered me to benefit the common people, and I have tried my best to do it. Now that I have reached this point, can it just return in vain? Then our previous voyage, our previous voyage What¡¯s the point of all the hardships we endured, all the suffering we endured?¡±
He furiously beat a makeshift stone table in the tent, causing his hands to bleed.
The sailors just prostrated on the ground and cried together.
"Let's hold on for a while, and hold on for a while longer. You should believe in me. You should believe in me. I am Xu JingI am Xu Jing"
Xu Jing¡¯s hair was disheveled, and under the candlelight, his face was ferocious and scary: ¡°I, Xu Jing, will take you home, I will definitely take you home, Tuesday, what do you think? Do you believe me?¡±
The sailor named Tuesday just lay on the ground and cried bitterly, not daring to agree.
"Liu Hu, you said you are the helmsman,"?Ordinary people, who would dare to forge an imperial edict? Although everyone did not recognize Shouning Hou, his posture and tone all had the aura of being superior to them.
Everyone listened uneasily to the word "Jinshan".
Someone finally asked: "Please tell me!"
"If Zhang Heling hadn't been hungry for two days and hadn't eaten the freshly roasted mouse yet, with his usual fiery temper, he would have kicked this damn sailor away!
Zhang Heling mentioned Jinshan again, but his eyes shone: "Jinshan is a land of gold. The mountains there are made of gold. It is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. Who can get there? Just tell me." Well, starting from you, your descendants, and even thousands of generations, there will be endless glory and wealth. If you eat a hundred bowls of porridge in one meal, you can eat it for five thousand years!"
The sailors are a little confused, porridge seems to be a bit troublesome when used as a unit of measurement!
One hundred bowls per meal, three meals a day is three hundred, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, one hundred thousand bowls a year, five thousand years
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