The big ship gradually approached the bay.

The natives roared angryly, and their spears stabbed into an attack, not wanting to let the ship approach.

In an instant, the Red General on the ship fired a cannon, and the shock scared the natives to flee everywhere. In the blink of an eye, only a string of footprints were left on the shore.

"Brother, I'm in the Golden State."

Zhang Yanling stood by the boat window in high spirits, and the figure lying under his feet quickly got up.

"Golden State, this is the Golden State!"

Gao Feng was a little surprised. For more than half a year, the two of them had disappeared after boarding the boat and were still alive.

Zhang Fuhua ordered the soldiers to eat some broken grain and landed in half an hour later. In the sight of the astronomical telescope, the Franchise man's ship could not be found.

“Where should I go?”

Thousands of people on board need rations.

If you cannot find a mountain of gold and silver within half a month, you need to open up wasteland and farm here, and you don’t know when you can return to the Ming Dynasty.

"The golden state is vast and boundless, but we have been here once, so it is absolutely right to walk up the mountain."

Gao Feng stood up and pointed at the green mountains and rivers in the distance.

Standing on the mountains and rivers, you can use an astronomical telescope to find the Franchise man's ship, and then take the opportunity to seize their silver mines.

Liu Jin, who was standing beside him, took out the map, wondering where the map was located.

The Zhang brothers were sharp-eyed and hurriedly approached. Liu Jin was from the Dog Emperor, and the Dog Emperor and Yan Chengjin's gang were probably from Yan Chengjin.

"Brother, let's go with Liu Jin."

"Brother, smart!"

Liu Jin took the map back into his arms and found that the first contribution of gold and silver would naturally not be given to the Zhang brothers.

Zhang Heling was very aware of the current affairs and smiled enthusiastically, "Brother Liu, my brothers can look at the mineral veins."

"Yes, we discovered it when we were in the island country. Take us with us?" Zhang Yanling looked at Liu Jin with joy. This eunuch had a map.

You can find gold ore and silver ore with maps. It turned out that Yan Chengjin sent this eunuch to come, and it turned out that he was preparing.

Liu Jin grabbed the powder's hand in his arms and let go: "You two can watch the mines, so follow us."

Although the language is not clear, people on the island may know the map?

If they were asked to lead the way and go to the location on the map, they would be much faster.

The Ming army set up camp on the shore.

The natives seemed a little scared. What surprised Zhang Fuhua was that there was actually corn in the Golden State, which was planted by people, and they thought these natives were eating soil...

There is food!

The natives held a spear and stood in front of the house, looking fiercely at the soldiers in front of them.

"Brother Liu, natives are not easy to mess with, so you can't go."

Liu Jin kicked Qian Ning away, walked to the natives and opened the map, and gestured a few times.

With his overseas travel, no matter how simple the tribe is, there will be maps, but the standards are different.

The local people talked about it, but Liu Jin didn't know what they were talking about.

However, with the years of observation of the words and expressions in the palace, we can guess that the natives do not welcome them here and want to expel them.

"Go and get some rice, flour and food."

"Brother Liu, isn't it your fellow countryman?" Zhang Yanling, the third brother, looked suspicious.

Qian Ning ran back to the camp kitchen and fought a pot of cooked rice.

After several days of getting rice, the natives' expressions seemed to ease.

Zhang Fuhua was a little unhappy, "Eunuch Liu, there is not much ration left in the camp! You still have to look for Yinshan."

"Mr. Zhang's stomach doesn't hurt anymore. Go and find a mine by yourself. We will stay here for a few days."

There are Franchis people on the island, but Liu Jin can't fight.

Zhang Fuhua also needs to command it. If you can grab the ore of Franjiren, it will be considered a great achievement.

So, Liu Jin cured Zhang Fuhua.

"It seems that it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Brother, follow in and have a look."

Zhang Heling next to him understood Liu Jin's intention and was looking for something here, of course, the fastest one among the natives. This eunuch is as slippery as Zhu Houzhao.

"Mr. Zhang, we just saw Liu Jin having a map." Gao Feng whispered.

Liu Jin walked into the house of the natives. It was very simple. A fire made of several stones was burning with tiles, a bow and arrow hanging on the wall, and animal skins.

The old natives invited them to drink water and handed them a few bamboo cups.

Liu Jin took out the map again, but the natives looked at each other for a few times, and seemed to have a little hesitant expression.

"Brother Liu, do they know the map?" Zhang Heling asked.

“…it’s possible.”

If they really have a map, they will definitely have taken it out at this time.

At this time, the natives took off the animal skin on the wall, turned to the other side, revealing a map.

However, the outline is completely different from that in Liu Jin's hands.

Useless at all.

“…I can only send Tangqi to draw new ones.”

Liu Jin planned to use the method of drawing a square in the art to let the natives take the pond cavalry to draw this territory, which may take half a year.

This is the fastest way to find the mine on the map.

I need to farm here for half a year, so Lord Yan cheated us...

...

Capital, November.

A figure in red robe came to the Ministry of War’s duty room, and Lu Wan looked a little solemn.

"Mr. Yan, the officials went to Tufan to fight troops and found that the Han people were in power."

Yan Kesong thought about it carefully and heard that the foreigners established the royal courts of the Tang and Song dynasties, such as Hami, Tatars and Jurchens, were not friendly to the Han people and treated them as slaves.

...It's a bit strange.

"I will report to the new emperor for this matter."

Lu Wan didn't want to be serious either. "The new emperor may not care. The official just felt that he couldn't figure it out..."

Why did the Tang and Song dynasties pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty? Why did the Supreme Emperor avoid all the lords? Why did the new emperor frequently write letters to the Tang and Song dynasties?

Behind all this is the decay of morality...

It seems that Yan Kesong doesn't know either.

That adult still doesn't believe him...

I returned to the desk and sat down, reviewed the comments from Jiubian. A few days later, the clerk sent Datong's urgent comments:

Yang Yiqing attacked Atelle in Oirat, and won consecutive battles, looking for the royal court of the Oirats.

But what surprised Lu Wan was that the soldiers of the Tang and Song dynasties were also there.

A moment later, Fengtian Palace.

"What's so strange about this? The territory of the Tang and Song dynasties is below the Oirat. The so-called lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Without the protection of the Ming Dynasty, how can the Tang and Song dynasties be safe?"

When Zhu Houzhao saw Shu Zuo, he was full of energy. Yang Yiqing led his army to attack Atelle, and then he captured the royal court of Oirat, and the territory was the court.

Li Dongyang stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.

It will cost less to mobilize troops.

The surrounding small countries did not dare to move troops easily, and were afraid of being violated by other small countries, so they paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty and sought asylum.

"The practice of the Tang and Song dynasties is too incredible."

Yan Chengjin's eyes moved slightly, even though he knew it would make Li Dongyang suspicious.

But war will stagnate the speed of development and will not be able to slow down for more than ten years.

It was only then that the Tang and Song dynasties went on a war over the Ming Dynasty and transferred the cost of war to the Tang and Song dynasties.

The Ming Dynasty took on the harvest and hoped to see a prosperous era in its lifetime.

It is the same as when a country in the previous life accepts younger brothers and restrains other countries.

"What Mr. Li said is reasonable, and the officials also thought the Tang and Song dynasties were strange, but should the Censorate send someone to investigate?"

Jiang Mian looked at Yan Chengjin blankly, but saw that the man looked as usual, which dispelled the last doubt in his heart.

"This is a good thing. It will cost us a lot to leave Beijing, so there is no need to dig deeper into it, right?"

Xie Qian nodded, and then Zhang Sheng and others nodded one after another.

Why do people do good things in depth? And there are more important things right now.
Chapter completed!