The monotonous scenery made almost everyone on the boat feel a little tired.

The reason why I say almost is because there is one person in this group of people who always has a firm gaze.

This man was a Vietnamese slave, with shackles on his hands and feet.

But his eyes were not at all empty like those of other Yue slaves, but as sharp as an eagle.

The surrounding Vietnamese slaves were a little scared and sympathetic when they saw him, because he had been whipped many times by the guards on the ship for his rebelliousness.

However, this person never changes despite repeated warnings.

The whole person looked emaciated, but his eyes became brighter.

"Master Ji, why do you always irritate those nobles? Lower your head, and you will suffer less."

A Yue slave beside him whispered in a low voice.

This person was not moved at all. Instead, he glanced at the Yue slave with disdain and said sarcastically in a somewhat broken Daqin dialect, "What kind of noble people are they? They are just so-called Qin people. The only ones who can be considered noble are the owner of this fleet and that noble lady."

The Yue slave was frightened by his words and turned pale. He trembled and said, "How dare you say that? Aren't Qin people noble? We are just Yue people.

Moreover, they are also aristocratic families among the Qin people, and are not comparable to ordinary Qin people."

"hehe……"

The Yue slave named Master Ji laughed strangely, "Are the servants of an aristocratic family also considered members of the aristocratic family?

Moreover, I am different from you. You are the lowly Yue people, while I am a descendant of the gods."

As he spoke, his eyes became more intense and determined, "I don't know why the gods allowed me to be reborn in this world. I remember that I should have died in Honnoji Temple, but when I woke up, I was in this world called Daqin.

But there must be a reason.

One day, I will make Great Qin, and even the entire world, kneel at my feet."

"Crazy, really crazy!"

Yue Nu next to him was really frightened this time. He dared not talk to him anymore. He looked at him in horror and tried to stay away from him.

But their conversation still caught the attention of a group of guards who were drinking.

One of them frowned and looked over at them, asking uncertainly, "Hey, did you hear what that slave said?"

Because the wind and waves on the boat were so loud, the guards could not hear the Yue slave named Master Ji even though he spoke loudly.

However, seeing the look and expression on Master Ji's face, they were still very unhappy and threw a half-empty wine jar at him, hitting him on the head.

In an instant, Master Ji was knocked off balance and his head was bleeding. The remaining wine mixed with blood flowed down his forehead.

Perhaps because he felt a little dizzy, he couldn't help shaking his head, then he stood firm again and looked at the guards coldly again.

On a boat not far away, a girl dressed in the attire of a lady from a noble Qin family was looking at the monotonous sea with boredom.

But her mind had already flown to Daqin, which was far away across the sea, or rather, her mind had always been in Daqin.

As a girl from a noble family, she shouldn't be here.

But there is no way. The Yuan family, which once had a glorious history, has now declined.

Not only has the power declined, but the population has also been dwindling. Now, the main branch of the Yuan family only has her father and his eldest uncle's brother left in her father's generation. It is even worse in her generation. There are only her and her two sisters from her eldest uncle's family in the two branches, and a younger brother who is only seven years old.

She had no choice but to come out and take care of the household.

And they are doing business on this vast ocean.

Just as he was thinking about something, he suddenly heard a commotion on the boat next door. He looked up and saw a Vietnamese slave with a bleeding head and several guards laughing loudly.

He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked the attendant beside him unhappily: "What's going on? Don't they know that these Vietnamese slaves are money? Who allowed them to hurt Vietnamese slaves at will?"

The attendant's face paled slightly, then he smiled and explained, "We found this Vietnamese slave on a small dinghy when we were out at sea..."

“Isn’t found property still property?”

Yuan Jia asked coldly.

The attendant was a little stumped, hesitating, "No, he, he is not very obedient, a little unruly."

"Unruly? Are there any unruly Vietnamese slaves?"

Yuan Jia smiled with some surprise.

The attendant lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

He thought to himself, "Your Excellency has probably forgotten that the Yue people were once all unruly and barbaric. Otherwise, how could they have dared to repeatedly offend the Qin Dynasty with just a few Yue people, and finally forced Emperor Taizu to expend national resources to conquer the Shanyue?

Even now, the land of Yuezhou is clearly a place of malaria and difficult to develop in Daqin, but Daqin dares not give up on it. "

But of course he didn't dare to say these words to the lady.

Of course, Yuanjia might not be unaware of this, but she just didn't care.

He said calmly, "Since you are disobedient, then whip you. This way you won't die so easily!"

“Here!”

Upon hearing this, the attendant was about to shout loudly to the opposite boat.

At this moment, the Yue slave suddenly looked towards them, and his sharp eyes made the attendant and Yuan Jia's hearts jump.

Yuan Jia couldn't help but frown, "No wonder those guards beat this Yue slave, their eyes are really disgusting."

"Kill them, and I will give you what you want!"

Master Ji suddenly spoke, his voice was so loud that even Yuan Jia on the adjacent boat could hear it clearly.

Yuan Jia frowned again, but the guards were furious, and some of them even drew their knives.

"stop!"

For some reason, Yuanjia actually spoke up to stop him.

Everyone looked at Yuanjia in surprise... Could it be that this noble lady actually believed the words of this slave?

After Yuan Jia spoke, he was also stunned. It was purely a subconscious reaction just now.

But since she had already spoken, she would not change her mind easily. She immediately turned to the attendant beside her and said, "Set the hook and let him come over."

The so-called grappling rope, as the name suggests, is a rope with a hook. When a fleet is sailing on the sea, it can use the grappling rope to grab the side of another ship and build a temporary passage directly between the two ships.

Some items can be transferred between each other.

Of course it would be fine for an ordinary person, let alone a Vietnamese slave. If he really fell into the sea, it would be his bad luck.

No one dared to disobey Yuan Jia's wishes and could only secretly curse this lowly slave to fall into the sea.

But the result disappointed them. This slave was surprisingly agile and he managed to climb to the other side safely with the help of a grappling hook.

He stood in front of Yuanjia safely.

"May I have your name?"

Yuan Jia took a look at the Yue slave and asked coldly.

"Master Yoshi, but that was my childhood name. My real name is Oda Nobunaga!"

Master Yoshi, or Oda Nobunaga, replied calmly.