The rising sun rose, the sky was shining brightly, and the gentle wind blew gently, lifting up the hair and flying. Aya and her friends walked off the side of the boat with a little nervousness, and then walked carefully to the woman on the shore.

They bent down to salute, but were stopped by their hands. Ren Jing smiled softly and said warmly: "Two months ago, Your Majesty received a letter from Xiu'er and learned that there were Western tourists coming south. Your Majesty was very concerned. Because I was in charge of the Jianghuai fleet, I asked me to pay attention. I calculated your itinerary and I guess you should have arrived in the past few days..."

Ren Jing didn't say the rest, but Aya was already surprised. She looked surprised and subconsciously said, "So you have been waiting here for many days?"

Ren Jing smiled slightly, as elegant as the dewdrops in the wind. Aya was very moved and forced Ren Jing to block her hand, and then took her friends to bow down and salute.

In front of me, this is the imperial concubine of a powerful empire. She was waiting at the dock for them. Aya suddenly remembered her homeland again, and in that country they would definitely not enjoy such treatment.

In that homeland without warmth, only the knights were welcomed to them. The nobles and men ignored their cry and prayers, first occupied their bodies, played with them, and then tied them to the stake. The flames burned and illuminated their desperate faces.

At this time, a loud whistle suddenly came from not far from the pier. The first sound was deafening and trembling. When you listen carefully, you will feel a long aftertaste. The white clouds in the sky slowly floated, and a ray of sunshine came from the east.

Amid the sound of the whistle, the pier was rushing to the tsunami, and Aya and others could hear excitement and excitement from the shouts of the people, which was a strong self-confidence that could not be described in words.

"The Han people have a sense of family and country, so we can only be afraid and despair. This land, this country..." Aya sighed softly, her face full of envy.

She and her friends looked out at the dock from afar, and they all felt an uncontrollable desire in their hearts. They also wanted to feel that joy and desire to become that kind of people.

Ren Jing also looked back at the dock, then smiled and explained: "This is a great etiquette before the ocean fleet goes out to sea. The people's cheers should be because His Majesty arrived at the scene. Do you want to go over and take a look? This concubine can take you through the back door..."

As she said that, she blinked at Aya and others, her expression with a naughty and closeness between her best friends. Aya was moved and nodded anxiously. Her friends were also very eager, but her courage was slightly worse than Aya.

Ren Jing smiled again, reached out and pulled Aya and turned around. There were two palace maids in front of him who had already opened the way in advance, and everyone rushed towards the crowded place together.

At this time, Aya and others discovered another strange thing. The people of this powerful empire were not afraid of those in power. For example, if there were nobles on tour in the West, then all the farmers would kneel down on the ground with awe, but it was completely different here. The people on the dock knew the imperial concubine, but did not choose to kneel down.

Not only did they not kneel down, some people also greeted the princess enthusiastically. If the two palace maids had not yelled at the hurried reprimand, some people even wanted to rush over to shake hands with the princess.

This is the state, this kind of relaxation, as if there is no distinction between people, and there is no exploitation or persecution between the imperial concubines and the people.

Aya's heart moved and quickly took out her paper and pen. As a scholar who treats knowledge devoutly, she must write down what happened today.

At this moment, he saw the Majesty bounce slightly under his feet, and then his tall and slender body rose from the ground, as if he was drifting in the wind and flew onto the iron armored ship on the shore.

"This is a magical light craft, a magical light craft from the East..." Aya wrote quickly and began to record it in words: "Just like the angels in the West can fly, and the light craftsmen in the East can fly, but they have no wings behind them, and the magic of light crafts is unpredictable!"

Aya kept recording and soon filled a piece of paper. Her description of Han Yue obviously had an indescribable meaning, and there were too many exaggerations about the description of light skills. Ren Jing next to him looked at what Aya wrote, and her face showed a color that she wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh.

Some of Aya's friends could draw, and at this time they were also holding paper and pen to paint Han Yue's image. Ren Jing also looked over and saw that the little girl drew her husband very strangely, with aura like a god. She stood in the sky in the clouds, but there were two more wings behind her back, and a halo was also passed behind her head.

"This is really..." Ren Jing laughed silently. It took him a long time to find a word to describe it. He looked weird and said in a secret: "This is really a combination of things. Your husband has wings. If the curious babies at home know it, they might have to chase him and ask why!"

At this moment, Han Yue finally let out a clear roar on the ironclad ship, and the noisy dock suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at it.

"It's about to start!"

Aya's heart trembled slightly, and for some reason she felt her hands trembling. She tried hard to hold the paper and pen in her hand, for fear of missing any of the words of the Majesty.

Han Yue stood tall on the side of the ship, glanced slightly, he suddenly reached out and pointed to the sea behind him, shouting loudly: "Time flies by, and it has been five years in a blink of an eye. I, Zhaowu, still remember that at the beginning of the establishment of the Chinese Empire, three million people immigrated, and nine million natives joined hands. At that time, we did not store grain and had to dig taro in the field to eat. At that time, the bark was also a dish, and I thought it was a delicious food after boiling water..."

The entire dock was covered with people, but the whole scene was silent and silent. Many people thought about the past when they established the country with their own hands, and a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

It was so hard at that time. How did everyone survive?

Han Yue said loudly: "However, poor people cannot stop the subjects of China. Hunger and hunger cannot scare the Han people. We started from scratch and opened up a rich land in the vast Lingnan. Now, the national treasury is abundant and the food and clothing are abundant, but people cannot satisfy themselves and must always strive for the future!"

It is worthy of being a mobilization word, and it can indeed thrive people's hearts. While Aya was writing quickly, she was a little confused. She suddenly felt that the language of His Majesty was very straightforward and sounded like a Westernized flavor. However, people from the East should not speak out. This His Majesty is really a strange person.

Han Yue was still talking loudly, his voice clearly covering the audience. He continued: "I have said that the world is extremely large and unimaginable. The ocean is extremely wide, and it is more than twice as high as the land. Therefore, we must walk out of the land of long-term life and step into the vast ocean. We raise our sails and gallop across the endless water. What we have to do is not conquer, but spread Chinese civilization everywhere!"

"good!"

Suddenly, loud cheers rang out on the dock, and a group of young scholars holding paper and pen began to scream. Someone plucked up his courage and tried to squeeze forward, raised his head and shouted at Han Yue: "Your Majesty, I would like to ask for a poem, and I look forward to it!"

Just know that this is the case. It seems that the subjects of the Chinese Empire have become accustomed to it. As long as His Majesty appears in a big occasion, he always feels unfulfilled if he doesn't write a poem.

Han Yue was also very happy and replied loudly, "Okay". He looked at the little scholar with his hands behind his back, and suddenly he quipped in a kind tone: "I may recite poems very quickly, but I am afraid that your recording speed will not keep up..."

The little scholar stopped his chest and said confidently: "Your Majesty, please tell me, the students have this confidence."

Han Yue laughed and nodded at him.

Then Han Yue slowly turned around and looked at the shimmering sea from afar. At this time, the rising sun rose from the sea, illuminating the endless blue sea. Everyone held their breath on the entire dock, and countless little scholars held the paper and pen in their hands nervously.

Han Yue suddenly let out a clear roar and spit out a poem from his mouth:

There are many good stories about opening the ocean today, and the long river has emerged in the history of China.

The ship cut through thousands of waves and broke through the ocean waves.

Civilizations from all over the world open their eyes and turn blood into war.

The east and west are filled with the scenery, and we are happy to start a new journey to hunt for all countries.

This poem is not very beautiful, nor is it like those famous poems that are passed down from generation to generation. However, the young scholars still looked excited when they heard it, and quickly wrote them in their hands.

Finally, Han Yue burst into laughter and suddenly looked into the entire sea. He waved his arm heavily and shouted loudly: "From now on, the ocean is the back garden of mankind. Wherever the Chinese ships go, any country can put flags. Subjects, the Chinese Ocean Fleet, established..."

Simple language, however, sounds like a rush of momentum, surrounded by cheers from the people, and it sounds deafening.

Aya was stunned and forgot to continue recording. She looked at the figure on the ship a little obsessed.

A plain wrist suddenly stretched out from the side, and then gently tapped her head. Aya suddenly woke up and turned to find that the one who knocked her was Emperor Ren Jing.

The imperial concubine had a strange smile on her face and joked: "Wake up, little fool, I see that you were obsessed with your eyes just now, you are afraid you are going to steal a man from this concubine!"

Aya was startled, shook her head quickly and explained quickly: "Great Empress, Aya dare not have such fantasies..."

She had explained this before, saying that she would not have any fantasies, but this time she explained it, and her voice became smaller and smaller, and she was invincible.

Ren Jing laughed twice, her face showed a hint of cramp. She suddenly blinked at Aya mischievously and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is the founding emperor. It should be 72 concubines. Aya, let me tell you a little secret. Once, I was at night and heard Your Majesty muttering about the ocean horse in my dream. I asked Your Majesty curiously what the ocean horse is. The next day I learned that the ocean horse is a blonde from the West, hehe, the West, blonde girl, Your Majesty mutters about this in his dream, I don't know how long he has been worried about it. Aya little girl, do you understand this..."

Aya was stunned for a moment, feeling her heart pounding. She felt a little fever on her face, but her little hands couldn't help but penetrate her hood. She touched her hair and vaguely heard that she was blonde. If she hadn't covered her hood, her hair would be very beautiful under the sunlight.

"Ocean horse, I seem to be an ocean horse..."
Chapter completed!