For a time, not only China, but the whole world was caught in the discussion about Zheng He.

Just because of his own achievements, he is not only a great cause of China, but also a bright pearl in the history of world navigation.

Radio meeting room.

When Director Lin saw this scene, he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

He has seen a kind of Chinese power different from any previous period, a very inclusive civilization, and it will eventually go to the world.

Seeing this, director Xue's gaze also shone with a star-like luster.

"I have a premonition that this issue of Great Powers, like Zheng He's seventh voyage to the West, is the end and a new beginning!"

Under the camera, like an edited picture scroll, Zheng He's last visit to various countries along the way flashed quickly, completing the task of reading the emperor's edict and making it known to the world.

Along the way, Mount Ceylon, Mancika, Kezhi, Zhubu, Gayile... and other ancient countries in Southeast Asia and Europe.

Among them, as a Muslim, Zheng He made a pilgrimage to the holy city of Mecca to comfort his increasingly painful heart.

It is worth mentioning that according to Gao Yang's judgment on the map and route.

Zheng He's voyage this time reached as far as the southern tip of Africa, approaching the Mozambique Strait.

Just when they landed on the ancient land of Africa, the local chiefs also warmly received them.

Moreover, a large amount of precious metals were provided to trade Chinese porcelain and silk.

Among them, Gao Yang also accidentally harvested a pink diamond the size of a pigeon egg, which was quite a surprise.

under the lens.

this moment.

I saw that Zheng He took Gao Yang off the treasure ship, came to an open space, pointed at the tall animals imprisoned in the fence, and said to Gao Yang with a smile.

"Mr. Gao, just look, that is the holy beast Qilin that we in China have been looking for for thousands of years."

Hearing this, Gao Yang looked at the innocent captured animal with a long neck, and blurted out.

"giraffe?!"

At this moment, it seemed that someone had finally been called by the right name. The tall giraffe almost burst into tears, and cried out tragically with a baa, as if to say.

Brother, you can be regarded as a sensible person, I am really not a unicorn, please let me go.

However, for those sailors who were eager to find the treasure, they insisted on finding the holy beast unicorn, quickly tied it up, dragged it back to the treasure ship, and prepared to return to Beijing to present it to Emperor Xuande.

"Hahaha, this is a giraffe that is destined to be recorded in the annals of history. It is probably the first one to travel abroad, and it is at public expense."

"Giraffe: ??? The unicorn is actually me?!"

"It was very sudden. I guess the giraffes were stunned. I didn't expect that I was hiding in Africa, and I was captured back to Daming to be a unicorn, haha."

at the same time.

The audience looked at the picture of friendly exchanges between officials wearing Ming Dynasty official uniforms and African tribal chiefs through the translation of a translator known as Tongshi 600 years ago.

Many people felt an unprecedented freshness and raised their cameras one after another, wanting to record this historic moment.

However, at this time they realized that these were just virtual live broadcasts, and they put down their cameras regretfully and sighed.

"This diplomatic scene is inexplicably joyful. The more I look at it, the more I feel that it is such a wise decision for Emperor Yongle to send Zheng He to the West."

"Yes, but it is precisely because Zheng He completed this task so well that the Emperor Ming thought that there was no threat at sea, so he went to the old road of seclusion, but he did not realize that he was left behind invisibly..."

"I really hope that someone can compete with Da Ming's fleet, so that in the future, Da Ming's navy will not stand still."

"But having said that, Huaxia has always been grateful to those African countries that helped us restore our seats in the United Nations."

In the picture, between the camera changes, the seventh voyage to the West is also on the way home.

This time, Zheng He's huge fleet was moored at the port of Guli Kingdom.

Twenty years ago, Zheng He sailed to the West for the first time, and when he arrived in Guli, he received a warm welcome.

Not far from the port, there stands a huge stele pavilion high up.

On the stele is a passage written by Zheng He 20 years ago in this regular script.

Wen said:

"Its country is more than [-] miles away from China. The people and things are salty, and the wind is the same as the wind. The stone is carved here, and it will last forever."

This is also the only monument stone he has left in a foreign country.

"I didn't expect to come here again. It has been 20 years."

In front of the stele, Zheng He spoke, but his tone was a little weak, and he coughed violently again.

"Ahem, cough, Mr. Gao, tell me, how long can I resist..."

As he said that, his face became even paler, and his whole person looked a lot more sluggish.

Hearing this, Gao Yang didn't speak, but supported him, and sat down in the gazebo beside him.

He naturally knew that Zheng He died of illness in Guli in the end, and he didn't even get to see his hometown until his death.

All of this seems like a ruthless fate, controlling everything in the dark, making it impossible for people to escape.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zheng He's eyes moved slightly, as if he understood something, sighed, his face was a little more free and easy, and he said lightly.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times."

He was able to complete this last voyage, already satisfied and not afraid of the coming of death.

Perhaps, it is also a kind of relief for the noble soul in this mutilated body.

Thinking of this, Zheng He's eyes turned, and he couldn't help looking at the treasure ship in the distance, and asked worriedly.

"On the world map given by my husband, there are still many places I haven't been to. It's a pity to think about it."

"Mr. Gao, I just don't know where my Ming's route will point in the future?"

Hearing this, Gao Yang looked at him eagerly, and also understood the significance of going to the west to the other party, and finally spoke in 3.4.

"Mr. Liang once said in later generations: After Zheng He, there will be no more Zheng He."

As soon as this word comes out.

The air was frozen, and there was no sound.

Under the camera, it can be clearly seen that Zheng He's expectant gaze was like a red candle that was blown out, emitting a bone-piercing white smoke.

In his eyes, sailing to the West is a great cause.

If you die after your own death, the results of the 20-year hard-working waterway will be in vain.

He will not die with peace in his eyes.

In Zheng He's heart, he always shouldered the mission of the Ming Dynasty as a great power.

Tangtang Huaxia wants to let the world go all directions.

Congratulations!

Unexpectedly, all this was so cruel.

After a long silence, Zheng He seemed to have calmed down, but he felt the wrinkles on his face deepened, revealing an indescribable sadness.

He looked at Gao Yang with a pair of dim eyes, and said stubbornly like a child.

"Mr. Gao, can I see Huaxia Xiyang in the future?"

"But China will always stick to the land and never go to the sea?"

Just leave like this, he is not reconciled!

He also didn't believe that Tangtang Daming would stop here.

Seeing this, Gao Yang also took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Alright, Lord Zheng He."

"Please join the juniors to witness the turmoil in China for hundreds of years above the ocean."

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