Chapter 410: The Way to the Heart (Part 2)

The faces of the old Taoist Feiyun and others became more beautiful, and there was no way to stop killing. They were so bright in their hearts. Seeing Lu Feng and the Jinyiwei were doing such a big move, they must have some important tasks to carry out. But in India, who could have such a face to let the Jinyiwei go all out? The answer is very obvious. If that person is really in India, then he would definitely try his best to seize the power of India and rectify the army and fight back to the Central Plains. Naturally, when he saw the Ming Navy, he would definitely have the intention to capture this fleet.

If you have no choice, just kill it! Even gods sometimes out of helplessness and compassion, they turn it into murderous intentions.

More than a dozen strange black shadows mixed in Lu Feng's Jinyiwei team and sneaked into the beach. As soon as they got ashore, they quickly drilled into the sand and spread around with the technique of earth. Lu Feng looked at the small earthblocks on the beach and nodded slowly. The Demon Anonymous looked greedy, with watery eyes and saliva almost dripped. If Lu Feng hadn't been staring at her by her side, she would have crawled into the ground and chased the zombies.

On the beach, a black fat man who looked high and had a very stylish appearance came up with thousands of servants who described humility and were cautious in their behavior. From a distance, the fat man laughed loudly and shouted. The translator next to Lu Feng's face immediately relaxed: "Amitabha, I can understand what this guy said." Seeing Lu Feng's strange eyes, the translator quickly explained: "Mr. Lu, the local language used in this country of India is different, there are hundreds of local languages! I can understand seventeen types, and it is already a rare figure in the Central Plains."

Lu Feng nodded as if he realized it, and suddenly smiled gloatingly: "So, the power of the Emperor of Heaven has not yet been conquered by the entire territory? Such things that people say differently may only be that the local tyrants are too strong and the central government are too weak. In this way, it would be quite difficult for that person to form a strong enough army in India." Thinking of this, Lu Feng's mood suddenly became relaxed. It seemed that he didn't have to prepare for a war.

The fat man shouted loudly again, and the smile on his face became even stronger. The interpreter quickly came forward, hugged and clasped each other with his face, and then muttered a few words. Seeing the interpreter's gestures, Lu Feng immediately waved his hand, and hundreds of Jinyiwei guards were holding large wooden plates and presented the gifts. The silk, silk, satin, various treasures, and gorgeous porcelain made the black fat man's eyes almost jump out of his eyes. The black fat man's smile became even brighter, as if he had seen a friend he had not met for many years, and rushed towards Lu Feng.

"Hahaha, this lord is so good!" Lu Feng also smiled and greeted him. He was so enthusiastic, so he naturally had to be more tactful. The crazy dragon did not suppress the local snake. Zhang Sanfeng was defeated in India and ran back to the Central Plains. He still had to establish a good relationship with these locals. With a "bang", the fat man crashed into Lu Feng's arms like a meat bullet, and hugged Lu Feng tightly. Lu Feng's face changed drastically. Even if the demon was hit with all his strength, his face would not change color suddenly became extremely ugly.

There was a scent of sweat, body odor, and feet odor, and an unpleasant smell of oil smoke. There was also an extremely strong, spicy and pungent sour smell, like two floods rushed in along Lu Feng's nostrils. What this commander Lu admired the most was the fragrance of flowers and leaves in the spring night, the faint smell of grass in summer, the fruit scent of autumn, and the snow in winter. How could he smell such a terrible smell? Even if he was digging a pit in the Central Plains, he would not have any smell?

If it weren't for the rudeness, Lu Feng would have covered his nose and vomited. Helplessly, he could only close his five senses, and slapped the greasy back of the fat black man with a creepy feeling. Oh my God, the so-called ancient country of India, the legendary Buddha was born and countless Arhat Bodhisattvas practiced, was this smell? The general translator stood beside him, smiling in a very embarrassed manner. When he saw Lu Feng's strange eyes, he naturally knew why Lu Feng described it as so strange.

Fortunately, Mahe and a group of people also climbed the coast at this time. Lu Feng immediately threw the fat man directly into Mahe's arms with great sincerity: "Ah, this Lord Yingjib is the most powerful figure in this country. If he hadn't happened to cool off in the seaside manor, we wouldn't have seen him. Brother Ma, you are the main envoy on this mission. Come on, come on, be more intimate."

Ma He nodded at Lu Feng with a smile, imitating Lu Feng's appearance just now, and hugged Na Yingjib enthusiastically. Ma He's face suddenly became extremely strange, as if he had swallowed a hundred scorpions and fifty toads laying eggs, and his whole face turned green. His eyes at Lu Feng and the translator were full of vicious hatred, as if he was about to draw his sword to kill Lu Feng and the others immediately. The translator was so scared that he shook his toes and sneaked into the crowd.

Lu Feng was also heartbroken. He was not afraid of Ma He slashing himself with a knife. Anyway, Ma He could not slash him with a cold hair. What he was afraid of was that Ma He returned the fat man to him. The smell of this fat man had the terrifying power that could kill the Daluo Jinxian. In order to prevent his Tao from retreating, and to avoid being angry, one day, thunder smashed the Indians on the beach. Lu Feng wisely chose to bring a group of Jinyiwei and interpreters to greet the local people on the beach.

After half an hour of long talk, Lu Feng finally learned that he had never seen people from Central Plains here. The few pieces of cheapest cotton cloth that he threw to the local people in the Central Plains made the ragged local people screaming with excitement. Lu Feng could see that they had no reason to deceive themselves. Well, it seems that Zhu Yunwen and the others are not here. I think so, Zhang Sanfeng sent Zhu Yunwen out of the Central Plains. Even if he had to arrange for him, he would arrange Zhu Yunwen to a prosperous and trusted city, and would not leave him on the distant southern beach.

In such a nearly one month, Lu Feng and his friends appeared in cities around the coastline of India like ghosts. The Jinyiwei, with teams ranging from fifty or one hundred people, went deep into the inland hundreds of miles. It was really eye-opening. At this time, Buddhism in India was no longer as prosperous as in ancient times, with the most lush incense and the greatest secular power, was Hinduism, which had extremely strict class divisions.

Seeing the untouchables and the people of lower castes, they were driven by the landlords and officials like dogs, and struggling to serve these landlords and officials like livestock, Lu Feng and the others felt amazing. It was indeed amazing. It turned out that such things happened in this world, which made Lu Feng and the others more familiar with them. Especially when Lu Feng saw that the whole family was immediately ordered to be executed because a slave accidentally broke a porcelain plate he had just given, Lu Feng and other generals of the Jinyiwei could not help but be amazed and admired.

"This Tianzhu is indeed a good place." A Jinyiwei sen general whispered: "If our Jinyiwei brothers, if they are here, there will be a lot of business." Lu Feng and the others nodded repeatedly, agreeing.

What really broadened our horizons and increased our knowledge. Lu Feng and others, who were born in the Ming Dynasty, would never have imagined that a medium-level landlord in Tianzhu could have such a vast land. All the people on the land, except for the relatives of this landlord, were his slaves and servants. In contrast, a general of the Jinyiwei complained indignantly: "Their landlord's land actually has more land than our Jinyiwei over the years. It's really..."

The most direct result of the concentration of a large amount of wealth in the hands of a few people is that the Ming Navy was almost out of money. The silk and satin brought before leaving were almost gone; the exquisite porcelain was in stock. Those landlords, officials, and local kings, Lu Feng, and Mahe wanted to find out the news from them, they needed to give them a gift they were worthy of. However, these people were not short of gold, silver, jewelry, and various gems. The goods they rarely missed were these exquisite silk and porcelain.

Having just walked hundreds of miles along the coastline of Tianzhu, Mahe spread his hands and said helplessly: "No more, silk and porcelain are almost gone. When they gave them pearls and gems, they were too lazy to take a look. When they gave them tea, there were large tea houses on their own land... The only thing we could do was silk and porcelain, but we brought too little. If we continued, we really had no gifts for them."

Lu Feng gritted his teeth, looked at the endless coastline of India ahead, and shouted and cursed: "Damn, if I had known this situation, Senior Ouyang would have brought a group of brothers from Green Forest to India to make some money. The gold and jewelry in the earth king's warehouse were actually better than the texture in our large warehouse... If it weren't for the mountains, we should have raised troops to attack India." He was jealous and jealous. The landlords of India, the genius of the earth king, were rich.

Ma He sighed helplessly: "Forget it, we didn't expect this situation. If we had known that all the cargo ships would have carried porcelain out. One hundred celadon dishes could make them respectful and enthusiastic to us. It's a pity, it's a pity... Is there any news?" Seeing the boatmen loading fresh water on the ship with the locals, Ma He couldn't help but ask about Lu Feng's most important task.

Frowning, Lu Feng pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "There is no news. There are those merchants in Lingnan who are not afraid of death who have organized some small fleets to India. Some martial arts masters and others have also read the Daxue Mountains and arrived at the hinterland of India. So if these locals know about the news about the people in the Central Plains, the true and false rumors are really a headache. If he says he is true, he is empty and ethereal, and he can't even tell anyone about these news. If he says he is false, he can have a little relationship with that person... It's a headache."

After stretching his waist long, he secretly glanced at the demon who was soft on the water armor and teasing his clever words. Lu Feng rolled his eyes and sighed.

Ma He also sighed and looked at the long coastline ahead helplessly. "How is this good? After so long, Baiyue, Boni, Tianzhu, it has been taking so much time along the way. Brother Lu, what do you think?"

Lu Feng thought for a long time and thought: "Forget it, forgot. The emperor wants to eliminate the roots, but Zhu Yunwen doesn't know where he is. Why do I work so hard on the sea? I have a lot of things to do, so why should I join in? Well, Ma He is extremely loyal... Well, his biggest dream is to explore the sea area and promote the power of the Ming Dynasty to foreign countries and overseas. Well, my activities are to visit Zhu Yunwen. Then, why not..."

With a strange light flashing in his eyes, Lu Feng said with a grunt: "Why, let's do this, Brother Ma, how can we go separately? You can lead the main force of the fleet, heading westward all the way to see what's in the west. And I, I lead a fleet of more than a dozen warships, all of which are slowly searching along the coastline with the men of my Jinyiwei, okay? In this way, the two are not wrong. Brother Ma, your fleet can visit the past, let those barbarians see the majesty of the Ming Dynasty, and I can also complete Your Majesty's mission."

Seeing the ecstasy and hesitation on Ma He's face, Lu Feng hurriedly said: "If our fleet of such a large docking to search for news, it would not give the local king great benefits, they would be lazy to deal with us. The Central Plains and Heavenly Kingdom did not threaten them enough. If I led a small fleet, pretending to be a caravan and going to the shore to inquire about news, the cost would be much less. All the silk and porcelain were put into my warship, and those gems and ivory items that were exchanged for, Brother Ma, your fleet would take away and leave it for future use, how about?"

Ma He was very conflicted. He knew very well that what Lu Feng said was the best choice. A fleet of tens of thousands of people was docked and had to stay on the shore for a long time to find out the news. It would not give enough benefits to the local leading figures, and it would be extremely difficult to act and cost a lot. If he led the main fleet, just sailed westward and promoted the reputation of the Ming Dynasty to all directions, he would stay at most three or five days at a time, which would be enough. Sailing to the farthest place, seeing what is in the deepest part of the sea, and achieving a reputation forever is his dream.

As for Lu Feng, he led an ingenious fleet, and could pretend to be a caravan without official background to go ashore to investigate without disturbing others. Not only did it cost less, but it also had a small goal, so he would not alarm the snake. This is really the best choice... But is there really no problem for the Jinyiwei, who has made these thousands of extremely vicious, dare to do anything, and has already revealed the idea of ​​robbing the local king and landlords, to act alone?

"Don't worry, there's really no problem." Lu Feng smiled sincerely, smiling so cheerful, so honest, and so simple, just like he is a real gentleman.

After measuring in his heart for a long time, Ma He finally patted the railing beside him and shouted in a deep voice: "Forget it, just do as Brother Lu, but..." Ma He looked at Lu Feng deeply and said in a deep voice: "However, if Brother Lu has a conflict with the locals, then don't let others know what's wrong." Well, the meaning of this is: "If your Jinyiwei really goes ashore to rob and get a vote, don't let the locals know that it was done by the Ming Dynasty. You must kill people to silence them, and don't ruin the reputation of the Celestial Empire."

Lu Feng smiled so much that his eyes closed and nodded repeatedly. The generals of the Jinyiwei behind him were all smiling brightly. There were a few of them who were the most greedy and vicious between their eyebrows and eyes, and they almost turned their backs on their backs. Do you need to investigate the news about Zhu Yunwen? It is naturally necessary to investigate. This is Zhu Di's imperial edict. Who dares not do things according to his words? However, these local kings and landlords in India must be barbarians who protect Zhu Yunwen's party members. If they don't torture them, how could they honestly explain Zhu Yunwen's whereabouts?

Well, if you find a few of the largest landlords and officials in the local area, gather their whole family together and torture them in a concentrated manner, they will definitely reveal all the news they know. This is their Jinyiwei's old profession, and they are naturally very skillful in their actions, and they will ensure that they will explain everything they have to cultivate their treasure houses... Oh, I was wrong, I guarantee that they would explain how many meals they had served Zhu Yunwen.

Seeing this situation, Ma He couldn't help but regret whether he had made the most wrong decision in his life. However, seeing that Lu Feng was already excited to dispatch the fleet, Ma He could only sigh helplessly, walked back to the command cabin, and looked at the incomplete chart. "From the west of Tianzhu, there should be a huge area? How did those Persian Hu people go to the Central Plains from the sea? If such a waterway could be opened, it would not be too much... called the 'Silk Road' on the sea," he said.

For a moment, Ma He forgot the worries in his heart and began to be excited because of his grand goal.

Two days later, the Ming navy, which split into two parts, broke up. Seeing the towering sail shadows of the main fleet gradually faded away, Lu Feng jumped to the highest mast and shouted loudly: "Brothers, now we can do things cheaply... Remember, no matter what method you use, as long as you can torture that person's whereabouts, I will be rewarded!"

His fingers suddenly pointed at the annoyed demon: "Here, you, the unknown, the Brahmin monks who are specifically responsible for making trouble with us. As long as they don't hinder our affairs, you will ignore them if you suck them away." The demon, who was depressed because the four Shuijia people were depressed as the main fleet went away, immediately smiled excitedly and threw an extremely charming smile at the soldiers of the Jinyiwei around him. A few "thumps" sounds, and a large area of ​​Jinyiwei fell down.

"Okay, brothers, my disciples, let's go! Let's search for all the things you like along the way! If you are not my race, your heart will be different. What should we care about the lives and deaths of these Indian people? ... Go west, west, west, and west, everything we like is ours!"

Countless Jinyiwei cheered. This fleet of twenty warships and three treasure ships was filled with the sea breeze and rushed towards the west.
Chapter completed!