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Zhou Wu disliked long-distance carriage rides the most. Even though he made some modifications to the carriage, it only slightly reduced the bumps.

The distance from the grasslands to the South China Sea is over a thousand kilometers. If they went back, their backsides would be torn to pieces. So Zhou Wu led all the logistics personnel to the nearest canal and had someone notify his fleet to wait for him there.

Benbo packed his bags and set off with Zhou Wu.

"Sir, with so many of us, how many ships would it take to fit us all?"

Looking at the group behind him, Benbo'er felt that Zhou Wu was going to great lengths. How long would it take to transport these hundreds of people by boat?

"There are only so many people. Even if Niu Er and the others go together, we can still send them back."

Niu Er and the Qingyang Army were heading back to Niujia Town, and since they were cavalry, they didn't go back by boat with Zhou Wu and the others.

Benbo'er lives on the border of Dazi year-round, almost completely isolated from the outside world.

When Benboer arrived at the dock and saw the enormous Bull Demon King ship, he was filled with nothing but shock.

"There are such large ships in the world? Could this be another masterpiece by you, sir?"

"That's right, this is a Bull Demon King-class warship. Of course, the warship is for our Great Dragon's own use. We also sell merchant ships, fishing boats, and other customized models. Sales are very good right now."

"How can you sell such a national treasure to foreign countries? If it is modified into a warship by someone with ulterior motives, we will be criminals."

Unlike others, Benbo'er immediately recognized the warship's power. In his mind, such a thing should be a secret weapon. However, Zhou Wu was not only using it to transport people as a cargo ship, but also selling it everywhere, which infuriated Benbo'er.

"Haha, competition makes progress, and you're practically one of us now. Let me tell you a little secret."

Zhou Wu enjoyed seeing Benboer's anxious expression.

"Oh, what secret?"

"The Bull Demon King-class is not our largest or best ship right now."

"What! You mean, sir, there are even bigger and better ships?"

"That's right, it's much bigger than the Bull Demon King. I'll take you to see it when we get to the South China Sea."

To Benbo'er's astonishment, everyone began to board the ship one after another, preparing to depart.

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It has to be said that traveling by water is indeed much faster than traveling by land.

The South China Sea and the grasslands have completely different climates and scenery, and this was the first time Benbo had ever seen the sea.

"The sea is so vast, as boundless as the grasslands."

The endless sea made the traveler sigh in amazement.

"The ocean is much bigger than your grassland."

"how do you know?"

"Of course I know."

Benbo'er was too lazy to argue with the other party. He simply followed Zhou Wu's example and took off his shoes, stepping barefoot on the beach. The unprecedented sensation made everything feel new to him.

"Come have a coconut."

Zhou Wu handed the coconut to Benbo'er, who stared curiously at the large fruit in Zhou Wu's hand.

"Is this fruit? How do you eat it?"

"Didn't I tell you? This is for drinking, here you go."

He handed the other person a reed stalk, then picked one up and drank from it himself.

Benbo tried to imitate Zhou Wu, sucking on the reed stalks, and a sweet taste went down his throat.

"It's so delicious, so incredibly delicious! The world is full of wonders, it's amazing how water can grow inside a fruit."

"There are many more interesting things in the South China Sea; you'll find out later."

After letting Benbo'er rest for a few days, Zhou Wu convened a meeting with the key personnel from the South China Sea.

"This man is called Benboer. You have all met him these past few days. From now on, Benboer will serve as the chief administrative officer of the South China Sea. He can make all the decisions."

Zhou Wu announced Benbo'er's appointment in front of everyone. Since the South China Sea was Zhou Wu's fiefdom, all appointments could be arranged by Zhou Wu himself, and he only needed to report to the Ministry of Personnel at that time.

"Thank you for your appreciation, sir. I will do my best to live up to your expectations."

The arrival of Benbo'er also relieved Deng Yuanliang. To be honest, when Zhou Wu appointed him as the temporary chief of the South China Sea, he had also thought about making a good career and living up to Zhou Wu's expectations.

But what seemed like a simple task turned out to be quite difficult for Deng Yuanliang once he got started. He realized how far behind he was. Without systematic learning or relevant experience, he found it very challenging and often failed to achieve the desired results.

He later realized that he was better suited for trade, so he decided to dedicate himself to trade and contribute his efforts to Lord Zhou.

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京师

The Crown Prince, accompanied by a group of key generals, is currently parading through the capital on tall horses. The annihilation of the Dalai Lama has solidified the Crown Prince's position. In the past, there might have been other princes who harbored disloyal intentions, but now, they would probably all have to keep a low profile.

The entire capital was immersed in a sea of ​​joy, and from then on, the north of the Great Dragon was free from all worries.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's victory over the Dazha is truly a cause for national celebration. I suggest that Your Majesty hold a grand sacrificial ceremony to honor the spirits of our Great Dragon King and the blessings of our ancestors."

When the emperor and his ministers gathered together in celebration, one minister suggested that at this time the emperor should thank his ancestors for their blessings and not forget the soldiers and generals who sacrificed themselves for the dragon.

"Good, this is a good suggestion. Someone, arrange the sacrificial ceremony. I want to personally comfort the spirits of my ancestors."

. . . . .

The Fengshentai (Investiture Platform) on Mount Tai has been used as the site for royal sacrificial ceremonies since the previous dynasty.

Emperor Li Tiancheng, along with his royal heirs and all the civil and military officials, had been preparing here for some time.

On the altar for the sacrifice, three kinds of sacrificial animals and six kinds of livestock had already been offered.

In feudal society, sacrifices were not only an opportunity for those in power to express gratitude to the gods for their protection, but also an opportunity for them to demonstrate their ability to communicate with the heavens and assert their authority.

Therefore, in general, sacrificial rites are not held frequently, but only on major festivals or when major events occur.

The entire sacrificial ceremony took place from before dawn until dark.

A victory banquet was held in the palace that evening, and the main characters tonight were naturally the Crown Prince and a group of generals who had led the expedition.

"Gentlemen, the destruction of the Dazi this time has truly relieved a great worry of mine. I wonder if you, my beloved ministers, still remember that a few years ago, when the Dazi were in trouble, they actually came to the gates of our Great Dragon. I personally led twelve ministers and agreed to many unequal conditions before they agreed to leave."

When Li Tiancheng recounted this past event, his face was filled with anger. It was the greatest humiliation of his life, so destroying the Dazi was also his greatest wish.

"This old minister remembers it clearly. If Your Majesty hadn't led twelve ministers to negotiate with the other side under the city walls, to be frank, there might not be the Great Dragon we have today."

Many of the old ministers from that time seemed to recall that shameful period, the darkest moment for the Great Dragon.