"I originally thought that Ximen Qing would join our ship, but I didn't expect that Zou Hong would actually offer the ship!" Zheng Qing shouted angrily and stamped his feet. He no longer had to worry about talking on his own ship.
Looking at his busy subordinates, Sun Junming could only shake his head. Even Heihachiro couldn't do anything to Ximen Qing, so what could these subordinates do? If Ximen Qing got on this ship, there would still be some chance to make a move. Zou Hong did this.
, so that Sun Junming and Zheng Qing could only look up at his big ship and sigh.
"Head, reply from the east." A subordinate offered a wax pill, which finally made Sun Junming and Zheng Qing feel better.
"You guys go down first!" Zheng Qing waved his hand and told his men to move away. Then he crushed the wax pill and took out a piece of folded letter paper.
The content on the paper was very simple, basically just "got it". As for whether to launch an attack on the envoy's fleet, when and where to launch the attack, there was no information at all.
"These pirates are indeed evil-hearted." Sun Junming looked at it and rolled the letter into a ball, throwing it away far away. It fell into the sea without even a sound.
"Brother Sun, did they agree or not?" Zheng Qing also felt something was not good.
"I don't know. But the development of the matter is definitely not under our control." Sun Junming stared at the big ship in front of him blankly. For the first time, he felt that things had deviated from the predetermined path and were developing in some uncontrollable direction: "When the time comes
We can only act by ear... At least there is still a lot of cargo on this ship. As long as there are traces of pirates, we will immediately get rid of the fleet and take our own route."
Zheng Qing's heart moved: "Brother Sun means..."
"As long as Ximen Qing is killed, we will take all the cargo on board." Sun Junming gritted his teeth: "These pirates obviously want to eat all the cargo in one go. Let's take that route to Japan.
If you sell this ship of goods, at least you won't lose money, and you may even make a profit!"
Then Sun Junming added: "It's a pity that the credential is in the hands of Ximen Qing, otherwise the two of us would be the envoys of the Song Dynasty and deceive the Emperor of Japan. Wouldn't it be appropriate?"
"So this is what we said!" Zheng Qing yelled, obviously he had not thought of this: "Even if we don't have credentials, it doesn't matter. Anyway, after Ximen Qing dies, no one will reveal our identity!"
"Well said!" Sun Junming nodded with satisfaction: "In this way, we still have a chance!"
The two men rekindled hope and ordered their men to pay attention to the surrounding situation at all times. If pirates appeared, they would be prepared to get out of the channel in advance and switch routes.
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It has been half an hour since the ship sailed out of Mingzhou Port. All you can see is the calm sea, which makes a sound as it slaps against the ship's hull.
Ximen Qing ordered a banquet to be set up at the bow of the ship, and he and Zou Hong, Li Jun and others had a good drink and discussed the arrangements after arriving in Japan; Shi Qian, the drummer, came under the highest mast and raised his head.
Looking up there, there is a small observation tower.
This was the first time he saw the sea, and he felt very strange. He stretched out his hand and touched the mainmast twice, and then it coiled up like a civet cat.
This skill greatly impressed all the sailors, and many people began to cheer. At the same time, they watched Shi Qian's little body rising higher and higher, until in the end there was only a black dot left.
There was a sailor on the observation deck observing the surroundings with clairvoyance. Although there was a lot of shouting below, the sailor didn't pay attention, so he didn't even know that someone had climbed up.
The observation deck is extremely small and can basically only accommodate one person standing. There is not much space for squatting or sitting. Being a lookout is actually a very hard job.
It didn't take long for Shi Qian to climb to the bottom of the observation tower. The wooden board above his head blocked his way, but this could not stop Shi Qian. With his skills, this situation was just a piece of cake.
Sharp-eyed sailors saw Shi Qian put a hand on the wooden board, and then suddenly let go of his legs holding the mast... He was already in the air!
Even the most experienced old sailors would not dare to do this. When you are in mid-air, the mast is your life dependence. Letting go of the mast... is simply unimaginable.
But Gu Shangflea Shi Qian just did it. His hand seemed to be stuck under the wooden board, and his small body swayed in the air. Amidst the exclamations of everyone, he rose into the air and crossed the piece of wood.
The plank crossed the lookout point.
Like a seabird, Shi Qian landed lightly on the observation deck. To be precise, one foot landed on the railing of the observation deck, the other foot was still in the air, and one hand was placed on the mast.
, the other one let go, and its clothes were blown by the sea breeze.
"How's the scenery up here?"
Shi Qian's simple question frightened the sailor. In the whole ship, the sailor had always stood at the highest point, and he had never thought that there was someone taller than him.
The question coming from above frightened the sailor. The sailor moved his hand, and the clairvoyant fell straight down. Fortunately, the sailor's waist had a body tied to the observation tower. If not, the sailor would have lost his footing.
But the clairvoyant eye was quickly gently caught by a hand. Shi Qian shook his hand, put the clairvoyant eye on his face, looked at it for a while and praised: "It's really a beautiful scenery."
Only now did the sailor realize what happened. He didn't know whether he was scared or happy for a moment. Shi Qian didn't make things difficult for him. After looking at it for a while, he put the clairvoyance in his hand again. He jumped up and rushed down.
Just flipped it over.
The sailor exclaimed, but Shi Qian soon lost sight of him.
Immediately there was a burst of cheers from below, and Shi Qian had quickly slid down the mast and waved to the crowd.
Ximen Qing also saw this scene and quietly called Shi Qian to his side and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"
Shi Qian's beard twitched twice, and he showed an expression that he didn't know whether he was laughing or crying.
"pain."
"Who told you to act cool when you have nothing to do? Ask Dr. An to find a solution."
Ximen Qing smiled. After a steep descent like the one just now, Shi Qian's inner thighs would have been badly worn. Fortunately, it was just spring and the clothes on his body were still thicker.
Drum Flea Shi Qian nodded, spread his legs, and walked away like a duck, making everyone laugh.
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Kinoshita Tokichiro was leaning on the railing and blowing the sea breeze, feeling very good.
The last time he was at sea, Kinoshita Tokichiro was almost naked, ate stinky food, slept in the lower cabin, and worked as a coolie painting the deck.
But this time, Kinoshita Tokichiro wore decent clothes, was respected by everyone, and ate the same food as Ximen Qing and others. Zou Hong even arranged a special room for him to live in.
Although the room is not big, it is something Kinoshita Tokichiro has never enjoyed before.
Not to mention that this time there was no deck for him to clean and no cargo for him to carry.
Kinoshita Tokichiro was very grateful to Ximen Qing. Although Ximen Qing did not agree with him to become "Ximen Tokichiro", he already treated him as one of his own.
"Tojiro, come here."
Ximen Qing greeted him from afar, and Kinoshita Tokichiro hurried over.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Ximen Qing shook his head. He did not want to have another Japanese slave in his house. To be honest... this would not have much effect. Ximen Qing wanted to give Kinoshita Tokichiro a more important task.
Since Kinoshita Tokichiro insisted on calling Ximen Qing "master", Ximen Qing did not refuse, which was considered a form of respect for Tokichiro.
"This is Boss Zou. There will be many things going on in the future, and Boss Zou will take the lead. I hope you can cooperate."
Ximen Qing said it relatively politely, but Kinoshita Tokichiro felt a chill in his heart. He bowed to Zou Hongzheng'er and asked another question.
"Master, are you going to give me to Boss Zou?"
Zou Hong burst out laughing after hearing this, and Ximen Qing didn't bother to explain: "In short, the things Boss Zou ordered are treated the same as what I ordered. Do you understand?"
"Go." Ximen Qing asked Tokichiro to step back, and then asked Zou Hongdao: "What do you think?"
"It's hard to say...but speaking of it, he has really changed a lot."
Zou Hong had already learned about the plans of Sun Junming and Zheng Qing from Ximen Qing, and was very curious about Tokichiro. Looking left and right, he couldn't tell that Tokichiro was just a Japanese handyman.
"Teng Yoshiro has good potential." Ximen Qing played with the Thunder God Stone and seemed to have everything under control: "At that time, I challenged him with three questions in the ban, and he was able to answer them. It is necessary to train him well.
..After all, in my plan, there must be a Japanese person as the representative of my interests in Japan."
Zou Hong nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "But having said that, I don't have many contacts with Japanese people, but they are not of my race, so their minds must be different."
"This sentence is a heartbreaking statement, but the truth is correct." Ximen Qing did not deny it: "So I will arrange the next force in Japan. Tokichiro is just the outermost skin. In fact, you are in charge.
Boss Zou.”
Zou Hong said with a smile: "I have to say that your plan is so meticulous that it has reached a scary level. If it is true, I am afraid that the entire Japan will be in turmoil."
"It's not our Song Dynasty anyway, so what if there is turmoil?" Ximen Qing chuckled and said, "We have a chance only if there is turmoil. What's more, the Japanese people are not all good people... The people who were killed at the City God's Temple in the north of Mingzhou City a few days ago
Which one is the good guy, those Japanese samurai or Kanzaburo and Heihachiro hanging on the wall?"
Zou Hong nodded silently. Although Ximen Qing's statement was a bit extreme, when he thought about it carefully, it was quite reasonable. It was secretly consistent with what had happened. Zou Hong had to believe that the presence of Japan, an eyeing neighbor, would sooner or later be a threat.
Since it is a threat, why not control it from the beginning?
Zou Hong is very pleased to be able to contribute to the entire plan.