"That's good." Hua Qiong straightened his clothes plainly, "I recently went to Fengle Town near Ueno Port to wait for you under the pretext of going out to buy wedding supplies."
Looking at her peaceful eyes, Feng Zhiwei knew that once this woman made up her mind, no one in the world could reverse her decision. In the future, we can only see what Yan Huaishi's intentions are.
"Don't look at me with such worried eyes." Hua Qiong smiled heartily, "I have something to remind you."
"oh?"
"Your Highness, it can be said that your affection is not deep." Hua Qiong looked directly into her eyes, "It's just that it is deep, but it is not as deep as this society. You have to think clearly."
"How many men have you seen abandoning the country for their beauty?" Feng Zhiwei was silent for a while, not intending to hide it, and said calmly, "Besides, Your Highness... you should have heard some things about him before, and with your intelligence, guess You can also guess that he must be unwilling."
Hua Qiong sighed, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"Just like you like kaiseki, but you don't want to give up your self-esteem to become the wife of the Yan family." Feng Zhiwei got up and paced leisurely, "I also have a bottom line that I can't give up."
"Zhiwei, we women are different from men. When a man is tempted, he will only work harder and go further on the road he wants to go. When a woman is tempted, she often retreats and retreats, losing the city and land, until she loses everything. It's a one-to-one loss."
Feng Zhi was slightly shocked, pursed his lips lightly, and said slowly after a long while: "Hua Qiong, people who have died once have different mentality and thinking than before, they will be softer and more relaxed, and they will be more sensitive to warmth. Some, because of that face-to-face death, will regret the time wasted in the past, want to try to live a better life, want to learn to cherish some rare thoughts in life, and want to obey their own will occasionally Heart—because I am afraid that I will die suddenly at some point, leaving many regrets in my short life... But you have to believe me, Feng Zhiwei will always be Feng Zhiwei, and there is a limit to letting go at any time."
Hua Qiong looked at a remnant chrysanthemum in front of her, a desolate smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She stretched out her hand to pick off the withered yellow flowers, and said with a smile: "It may not be as pessimistic and disappointing as the others, the road ahead is still long, I hope they can."
Feng Zhiwei remained silent, looking at the moonlight in the sky with his hands behind his back, the waning moon was as pale yellow as amber, and the light was faint and cool in the background of the blue sky, whether he was also patrolling the camp in the night mist at this time, hundreds of miles away Listen to the sound of dewdrops falling from the branches in the night with her.
Yes, I expect.
you can also.
In December of the thirteenth year of Changxi, the imperial envoy of Nankaido inspected the sub-yamen of the Ueno Ship Affairs Division and the newly established Maritime Detective Battalion. Immediately, 20,000 sailors from the Detective Battalion went to sea at Ueno Port. The route map for the distribution of pirates, along the way to eliminate the pirates who have been entrenched in the South China Sea for many years.
At the same time, the war against the Chang family in southern Fujian has also come to an end. The South China Sea, which was swept away by Ning Yi and Feng Zhiwei, has no retreat for the Chang family. Ning Yi's army has been moving to the sea step by step in a planned way. Push forward, forcing the Chang family to the sea.
Then when the Chang family had no choice but to turn to the sea and collude with the pirates who had been associated for a long time in an attempt to save the situation, they encountered the Maritime Detective Battalion of the Shipping Affairs Department who came all the way to sweep up the pirates.
Afterwards, in the words of war historians, the timing was just right.
One side advances to the sea from southern Fujian, and the other comes from the coast of the South China Sea. At a certain rendezvous point that has been calculated for a long time, when the 20,000 new sailors' flags of green water beasts on a white background are waving in the wind, they appear in the clairvoyance of the remnants of the Chang family. , everyone let out a sigh in unison.
On the big boat, Feng Zhiwei's white robe is elegant, but the red cloak is as fiery as fire, clairvoyant eyes are flat in his hands, looking at the circular field of vision, Chang's warship appears on the other side of the sea.
The military appearance seems to be quite neat, and the ship is tall and strong, but it is a pity that the flag has not even had time to hang.
There was a sneer on the corner of Feng Zhiwei's mouth, his clairvoyant eyes slightly lifted up and fell towards the clouds, and above the sky, there seemed to be black smoke and blood flashing.
Those exploding fireballs, those rising invisible black smoke, those wailing and crying, those innocent injured with mutilated limbs, those who lost their lives and loved ones in the pier explosion.
She had promised to take revenge.
She once swore with a sword, asking Mrs. Chang to wash her neck and wait.
Now, it can be regarded as waiting.
The clairvoyant was put down, resting on the side of the ship with a crisp sound, and behind Feng Zhiwei, Mr. Huang, the head of the sub-yamen of the Ueno Ship Affairs Division, watched her gesture nervously.
The pure white hand was drawn down like a streamline against the background of the blue sky, a powerful, clean and unhesitating gesture.
"put!"
Amidst the long and majestic order, there was a loud bang, which rose from the sea.
Breathing scarlet flames, the sharp cannon leaped over the sea like a fire dragon, and headed straight for the Chang's army. The flames blazed in the sky, and swallowed the leading ship in an instant. A huge crystal wall rose in mid-air.
Behind the huge water curtain, there is the rumbling and loud noise of the battle between the two armies, the iron-clad warship firing cannons, and Feng Zhiwei's cool smile, using the iron-black muzzle to spit out raging anger.
Ning Yi's eyes, her serious illness, hundreds of innocent lives and countless disabled people, the heavy debts, will be repaid today!
When the long wind blows up huge waves, she is among the clouds.
In December of the thirteenth year of Changxi, the maritime detective battalion built at the beginning set sail for the first time, and faced the remnants of the Chang family. The newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and the detective battalion fired first, and the first shot sank the opponent's ship. A sea battle lasted for two years. On that day, the sea was almost dyed red, and the 200-meter-long sea surface was full of wreckage from bombed ships, like countless corpses, still floating leisurely after a long time.
The Chang family, who had already fled in a hurry, was hit hard by this and was devastated. It is said that Chang Minjiang was on the first ship that was sunk by the first artillery bombardment, and even the body was not found. Although the fifth prince took command in front of the battle, it would be difficult to restore morale , after the remnant army under Chang's command surrendered, he committed suicide by jumping into the sea.
The Chang family, a powerful family that had dominated the southern Fujian and the southern seas for many years, was finally uprooted, and the remaining forces fled to the mainland incognito. In the short term, it is impossible to re-emerge.