Zhu Hou could shine the carrot and hung it neatly around the horse's neck. Then, he took Liu Jin and walked west.

Just looking at the West, Zhu Houzhao's eyes were still filled with awe.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth, waved his whip, and ran wildly without hesitation.

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On a vast ocean where there seemed to be no end, for more than a month, the ships followed the ocean current and headed west.

The bottom of the ship of the King of Scums on Earth was covered with moss, and various shellfish were absorbed at the bottom of the ship. When it was in Ceylon, the ship was repaired.

In fact, the Ceylonians seemed not friendly to the Ming fleet. Fortunately, Xu Jing took out some silk to exchange them, so he recruited some Ceylonians to serve them, and even purchased a sea ship.

Midway through, they encountered a pirate, and Qianhu Yang Jian and others opened fire. The fire of the musket made the pirates suddenly frightened and fled.

Wang Xizuo proudly told the people on the ship that the Ming Dynasty's muskets were not very good. If these pirates insisted on looting, they might cause certain casualties to the Ming Dynasty's fleet.

He said obscurely that this was the credit of the Portuguese. Once the pirates were exposed to the Portuguese muskets, they immediately threw away their armor, which made them feel deeply afraid of the muskets. When the Ming fleet fired their guns, they actually thought that the Portuguese fleet was appearing.

Xu Jing knew more and more. Although he also knew that Wang Xizuo's words were half true and half false, he gradually understood Wang Xizuo's intention. Wang Xizuo hoped to follow this official fleet of Ming Dynasty to find out some news. It would be best to follow Xu Jing back and finally land in the Ming Dynasty with Xu Jing and get first-hand information.

Wang Xizuo is a man with great ambitions.

What he coveted was the porcelain and silk in the ship.

Of course, this little porcelain and silk alone was not enough to touch him. He wanted to go to the silk town and the country of porcelain to have a good look and find out the details of the Ming Dynasty. He was even very interested in various ports in the Ming Dynasty.

No matter what, at least you know the intention of this person, then the goals of both sides are the same. They all hope that one day Xu Jing can return to his hometown, and Wang Xizuo can land in the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, Xu Jing's attitude towards Wang Xizuo became better and better. They patted each other on their shoulders. Xu Jing could already yell intimately in Portuguese as Wang Xizuo's good brothers.

Wang Xizuo integrated into the large group. He was quite familiar with this sea area, which saved many troubles from the fleet.

In order to get everyone back to sail safely to resist the restless sea weather from the Indian Ocean, Wang Xi also keenly pointed out some important defects on the ship.

Xu Jing and him became more intimate. The first thing he did when he got up was to shout loudly: "Where is my dear and loyal friend Wang Xizuo?"

With this roar, Wang Xizuo appeared. The two looked at each other and smiled, held hands, and began to chat with each other enthusiastically.

They have topics that they can never finish talking about. Xu Jing would talk about silk, gold, and tea, and Wang Xizuo would tell Xu Jing that they were a group of poor people who bypassed the Cape of Good Hope and circled the entire Kunlun Prefecture. They came here to spread their way of saints in the words of the Ming Dynasty. They were glorious and loved each other, and were an international friend who never cared about personal gains and losses, traveled thousands of miles to the Luzon area.

He would occasionally talk about the situation of the Flats. For him, it was no big deal. Even if he had drunk alcohol and was in a good mood, he began to complain loudly, saying that the king of scum on earth was not suitable for ocean sailing, and the structure of the hull was very problematic and there were many unreasonable aspects. Every time he said that, Xu Jing secretly took out his little book while urging him to drink.

Humans from two different countries from the east and west ends were on such a ship named after the scum of the world. They met unexpectedly, just like the great love story in all the plays, and began to spawn countless sparks.

Although Wang Xizuo made some improvements at the suggestion of Wang Xizuo and repaired them in Ceylon, Wang Xizuo was still very worried about this and suggested returning to the flight.

Even all the crew members, after experiencing seven or eight people who died of dysentery, several of them suffered from some strange diseases, and an unlucky guy accidentally fell off the boat and never rescued him again, each crew member became more selfish in his homeland.

If Xu Jing hadn't always walked from the bow to the stern of the boat, comforted them again and again, and told them that after returning, it would be a great contribution. Only by sailing forward could we reach the farthest place that the fleet of the Sanbao eunuchs could reach. From then on, we could guarantee that they would have wealth and honor in the future, and they would have no airs of editing at all, but would treat everyone kindly, even if this person was just a servant on the ship.

Otherwise, Xu Jing would have been thrown off the boat to feed the fish.

Finally, Xu Jing fell ill too.

He felt weak all over, his head was hot and hot, but his body was so cold. He was wrapped in a thick quilt in the cabin and still felt uncomfortable, but he could only grit his teeth and dared not tell anyone about his condition!

Because he knew better than anyone else that once everyone knew that he was sick, all the confidence in the fleet would be very likely to disappear.

With persistence, he reluctantly calmly greeted everyone on the boat, including the other party's parents and wife and children. Even though he was dizzy, Xu Jing still told them intimately that if you find a new land, you will have a good life. Then you will bring countless wealth and the officials of the court to enjoy your life. This is from a man's guarantee, and each one will carry a basket, which is not firewood, rice, oil, salt, food, but gold and silver.

But at night, he was wrapped in a quilt again, and the only thing he supported was the turbid and hot fresh water.

He wore a quilt, sitting in front of the document, holding his pen with his head, struggling to take a deep breath, and wrote: "On February 26, 14th year of Hongzhi, the fleet had been away from Ceylon Port for 17 days, and the waves were calm. The isolated island I encountered the day before yesterday had no Danshui. It was a pity that the Danshui on the boat could barely last for seven days. Wang Xizuo believed that within three days, he would definitely find an island for supply..."

He wrote seriously, suddenly, his hands trembled...

In this daze, he shivered again, as if he saw that, not far from him, his mentor was standing there. When his mentor saw him, he opened his arms to him, and the smile on his lips was so kind, like a saint, and then slowly walked towards him in the haze, then gently stroked his head and smiled at him.

In an instant, Xu Jing smiled like a madman in the void. Then, he choked again, tears fell down, and strange syllables in his mouth, perhaps because of excitement, or because of his sobs that he could not speak.

The figure of his mentor gradually disappeared, but the smile at him was deeply imprinted into Xu Jing's mind.

Xu Jing sucked his nose. He was no longer the elegant and spotless young master. He rubbed his nose hard with his sleeves. Regardless of the filth of his cuffs, he lifted the pen again. The crying look on his face was like a child, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so he was like a baby sobbing.

He tried hard to hold the pen, and although he was in the heat, he still wrote the crooked words: "I may die of illness soon, and I will die, and there will be internal conflicts in the boat. The scum on earth will no longer be able to return to his hometown, or be buried in the belly of a fish, or be separated from his hometown forever. I have not seen my teacher for 159 days, and I... miss him very much. My teacher once had a professor. The most important thing in life is happiness, I...I..."

He wanted to say that he would be happy, but the tears he had finally endured burst out again, and tears flowed out again.

The loneliness on the sea is unimaginable, from torment to numbness, from numbness to even more torment, endless despair, and occasionally seeing a trace of hope. This hope is like a ray of light, but it always flashes away!

Every thought of returning, the longer the sailing, it is fatal to Xu Jing. He even wanted to blurt out countless times. Let's go back. We have actually completed our mission. I have a wife and children, parents, and teachers. I miss them all the time, want to know if they are doing well at this moment, want to know... whether they are also sick.

But... in the end, he gritted his teeth and held on, because he always remembered the advice in his mind, and explored more to the west, so that he could open up new paths and avoid even a little detour.

He couldn't hold on anymore, so he threw down his pen, wrapped his quilt weakly, lay on the couch, and was still trembling with coldness. He leaned on the cabin and began to cough, looking at the small oil lamp in the cabin with a breath of breath, and then smiled bitterly. Perhaps... he really couldn't hold on.

...

The next day.

As the dawn began to dew, the light slowly emerged from the sea level in the horizon, while the scumbag on earth did not call him official, and still looked west.

As usual, his cheerful voice came from Xu Jing's cabin: "Where is my dear and loyal lifelong friend Wang Xizuo?"

After a while, Wang Xizuo appeared with a smile on his face.

The two people who had not washed up for several months each grinned, their teeth were covered with tartar and black yellow, but they hugged each other intimately, using the etiquette of the Franchise man, they kissed each other and felt each other's warmth.

"A new day." Wang Xizuo sighed.

"Yes!" Xu Jing's face turned blue and he looked very weak. At this time, he looked at the West from afar, and he said word by word: "A new day!"
Chapter completed!