In August 1421, the fleet of the Ming Dynasty arrived at the coast of Western Europe. Europe was terrified…
At this time, Europe was still in the ignorant and dark Middle Ages.
When they saw an army that clearly surpassed their era coming ashore from the other side of the world, they knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly...
Here, Zheng He, He Jinghong, and a large number of their companions saw the ancient Greek-style sculptures for the first time.
This unrestrained art that was impossible to see in the land of the Ming Dynasty was a strong shock to them from Western civilization.
This was especially true for Zheng He. The shock was so deep that it was etched into his bones. He had never been so deeply aware of his own flaws, his own imperfection…
However, Zheng He was still Zheng He. This kind of confusion and melancholy did not last long.
He Jinghong lowered his body and grabbed a handful of soil.
It was completely different from Big Ming.
"Where are we going next?" Zheng He asked uneasily.”
He Jinghong allowed the sand to flow through his fingers as he looked into the distance.
From the geography here, they knew the shape of the earth. If they kept heading west, they could go home.
"Continue west."
Thus, the Ming Dynasty fleet headed west, towards the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.
After two months of arduous voyage, land appeared. However, it was not the homeland in his dreams, but a strange world with agave, cacti, and red tribes.
When they set foot on the new continent, they did not cheer or cry, but were deeply confused…
They once again subverted their worldview. It turned out that there was a vast continent between the West and the Ming Dynasty…
"So the world is like this…" Zheng He said in confusion.
When the world view was broken, the respect for the imperial power was completely scattered.
"Are you hiding something from me?”
Suddenly, Zheng He realized something and turned to look at He Jinghong.
He Jinghong didn't answer directly. He just silently placed the flag on the beach.
After a long time, he turned his head.
"Are you interested in establishing a brand new country here?”
He Jinghong had always been someone who would not rest until he shocked everyone with his words, but this time, even Zheng He was stunned.
Ten years later, on the American continent, an oriental palace quietly rose.
Zheng He was already in his twilight years and had contracted an illness, so he was bedridden.
He tried his best to turn his head and look at this old friend who had accompanied him for decades.
"Tell me…did you know from the beginning that there was a fertile land here?”
He Jinghong, who was almost fifty years old, smiled.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have set sail with you.”
"Elder Zheng, it was curiosity and courage that brought us here. It's not some bullshit fate.”
After hearing this, Zheng He was stunned for a moment before he smiled.
There was no resentment in this smile, only relief.
What followed was a violent coughing fit with traces of blood.
Zheng He wiped the corner of his mouth, propped himself up, and said loudly,""I am a eunuch and have no children. You pass on the bloodline of Da Ming for me, understand?”
Looking at Zheng He, who was still recovering from his injuries, He Jinghong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled,""Alright, I will pass down the He family. Don't worry.”
Zheng He returned to his bed and closed his eyes.
It was quiet and peaceful.
At this moment, He Ping slowly appeared.
"Ancestor!"
He Jinghong immediately knelt on the ground.
He Ping shook his head and looked at Zheng He, who had passed away from illness. He sighed with emotion. Then, he extended a finger and pointed at He Jinghong's forehead.
"The rest is up to you." He Ping took a deep look at his ancestor and disappeared.
He Jinghong absorbed the knowledge in his mind in a daze.
After a long time, he walked out of the bedroom and announced that he was gathering the skilled craftsmen of the fleet.
……
More than two centuries passed.
The first manned space rocket was launched on this land.
At that moment.
On the other side of the continent, the Great Ming Dynasty had already fallen.
A Qing Dynasty citizen near the Bering Strait noticed a flash of golden light on the other side of the straits, flying straight into the sky. He immediately reported this matter.
At this time, the Qing Dynasty had just been established, and the civil officials were overjoyed. They believed that this phenomenon was an auspicious sign of the founding of the country and named it 'Flying Stars Return to Empty'!
……
Seventeenth century.
In a corner of the American continent, the rock samples brought back by the astronauts on Zheng He No. 11 from the Moon's Sea of Tranquility were spread throughout the country.
'He Nation' claimed that in two centuries, they would be able to complete the moon landing.
At the same time, in a primary school classroom, a child raised his hand.
His eyes were filled with curiosity.
"Teacher, if Grandpa Zheng and Grandpa He had followed the original plan and sailed as far as the coast of Somalia before returning, what would have happened? Perhaps it was a European fleet that bypassed the Cape of Good Hope first, or perhaps it was another European fleet that discovered America first!”
When the teacher heard this, he smiled slightly.
" That's right. It was the bravery, dedication, and curiosity of our ancestors that laid the foundation for our foundation.”
Coincidentally, the bell rang.
The teacher said," Xiao Ming's hypothesis is very interesting. When everyone goes home, use this hypothesis as a starting point. Write a diary of about 500 words and hand it in tomorrow.”
In the hall, there was a wave of crying faces.
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