Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Zhu Gang had a look of fear on his face, and he described it vividly: "Brother, you didn't see the scene, it was really scary at that time.

While guarding the ironclad ship at night, we kept hearing faint strange noises.

The sound was like someone crying softly, revealing an indescribable sadness and resentment.

It was as if he had a lot of grievances to express, but was suppressed by something.

Then it sounded like some unknown wild beast was roaring, the roar was dull but full of ferocity.

It echoed throughout the harbor, like a haunted ghost, drilling straight into people's hearts."

As Zhu Gang spoke, he rubbed his arms unconsciously, as if the chill was still lingering around him.

Then he went on to say, “Those crew members who are on night watch have also seen some storms on weekdays.

But that night, everyone was so scared that their faces turned pale, as if they had just been painted white.

Everyone's legs became weak, they were trembling, and they almost collapsed to the ground.

But when it was daybreak, everyone plucked up the courage to go check.

Hey, guess what?

All the items on the boat were arranged neatly, and nothing was missing.

There was no visible damage to the hull, as if nothing had happened.

Brother, do you think this is strange?"

As Zhu Gang spoke, his eyes were wide open with a look of fear.

It was as if that strange scene was replaying before his eyes at this moment, making him experience that creepy feeling again.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Biao's face darkened and his eyes became serious.

There was deep doubt in his eyes, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he could pinch a fly to death.

He unconsciously touched his chin with his right hand, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly said, "Is there such a thing?

This is very strange.

Could it be that during the construction of this ironclad ship, some taboo that we are not aware of was touched upon?
You know, shipbuilding is a matter of great importance, and any detail that is not done well may cause trouble.

Or is there someone behind the scenes doing something fishy?
The Ming Dynasty may seem peaceful, but who knows how many eyes are watching us secretly. "

Zhu Biao was having a bad feeling and was about to think carefully about the reason behind it.

Just then, a young eunuch hurried over.

When the young eunuch arrived at the door, he bowed hurriedly.

His body was almost bent to 90 degrees, and he reported carefully: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Prince of Jin!

Xue Shangshu of the Ministry of Works requested a meeting, saying that he wanted to discuss important matters regarding the preparation of the ironclad fleet.

Look at his expression, he's very anxious.

He didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead and just ran here."

Zhu Biao and Zhu Gang looked at each other and saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.

Zhu Biao frowned slightly, waved his hand at the young eunuch, and ordered: "Please invite Minister Xue in quickly, don't delay the important matter."

In less than a cup of tea, Xue Xiang walked in with slightly hurried steps.

He first bowed respectfully, and did it meticulously.

At this time, there were still beads of sweat on Xue Xiang's forehead, sliding down his cheeks.

It was obvious that he had hurried all the way here and did not even dare to take a break.

Xue Xiang then said anxiously, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Prince of Jin, something terrible has happened!

There is a new situation regarding the ironclad fleet!
This morning, a craftsman discovered some strange scratches on the bottom of an ironclad ship.

The mark looked eerie, like some kind of mysterious rune.

But none of my colleagues in the Ministry of Industry can figure out what it is.

When the craftsmen saw this, they were all panic-stricken.

They were all whispering in private that this might be a bad sign and that the fleet's preparations might be hindered. I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

I really had no other choice, so I hurried to report to the two princes."

Zhu Gang frowned even deeper when he heard this, and he said anxiously: "Minister Xue, have you read it carefully?
What exactly is that mark?

What is the shape? Is there anything special about it?

Please tell me in detail and don't miss any details."

Xue Xiang quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly, "Your Highness Prince Jin, I did look at it again and again.

His eyes were almost popping out of his bulge, but he really couldn't recognize what it was.

But the shape looks so strange, with so many twists and turns, it makes me feel creepy just looking at it.

I dared not delay even a moment, and hurried to report to the two princes."

Zhu Biao's face became increasingly gloomy, as he knew very well that this matter was difficult.

If we don't figure this out quickly, there will be a real mess with this ironclad fleet.

This is a major matter that concerns the future of the Ming Navy and cannot be taken lightly.

Zhu Biao then said calmly, "Minister Xue, don't panic.

Take this prince and the King of Jin to that boat and take a look, and we can figure this out together.

No matter what kind of monster it is, it must be brought to light."

After saying this, Zhu Biao took the lead and walked out, and Zhu Gang and Xue Xiang hurriedly followed.

Everyone was preoccupied with their own concerns, and no one said anything more along the way.

Only the hurried footsteps seemed to tell the urgency and seriousness of the matter.

Just then, King Qin Zhu Chong rushed in in a hurry.

Because he ran so fast, his hair on his forehead was a little messy.

A few strands of hair were scattered on his face, making him look a little disheveled.

Zhu Chong had an anxious look on his face. He walked in at a brisk pace, shouting, "Brother, brother, I finally found you!

I have something very pressing to do with the ironclad fleet.

If you delay any longer, I will be so anxious that I must discuss this with you immediately!"

Zhu Chong's voice echoed in the house, breaking the originally slightly solemn atmosphere.

Zhu Biao frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he scolded with the dignity of an elder brother: "Second brother, how old are you?
He is still so irritable and doesn't seem calm at all.

Is there anything that cannot be said calmly?
There are no outsiders here, we are all brothers.

Just take your time to explain. You are so reckless. How disrespectful!"

Zhu Biao felt helpless when he saw Zhu Chong's appearance.

He sighed secretly, wondering when his second brother would calm down.

Don't be in such a hurry all the time. It makes people worry.

Zhu Chong was stunned for a moment after hearing what Zhu Biao said.

He stopped suddenly and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Then the anxious look on Zhu Chong's face subsided a little.

He scratched his head, showing his two fangs, and smiled, saying with a somewhat flattering look: "Brother, I am just anxious, please don't be angry.

Please listen to me slowly!

Gongshu Qi just told me that iron armor is a very powerful thing.

It will greatly increase the load on the ship, and the requirements for the hull strength and power system are extremely high.

It's like giving a person a bag that he could easily carry, and then suddenly adding several times the weight. It would be strange if he didn't collapse from exhaustion." (End of this chapter)