Upon hearing this, Yang Buhui said first: "Sister Yu, Sister Min'er just said that we are cheap. This is outrageous. Should we beat her up?"
Yu Fei laughed and said, "Come on, even if all of us put together, we may not be a match for Sister Min'er. What's more, it's just a name that she called someone cheap, it's no big deal. We have done things, and Sister Min'er has never failed to do so. Don't forget, Sister Min'er was the emperor before. If we are cheap, isn't Sister Min'er even more cheap?"
After Yu Fei said this, the women present couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Yang Buhui said: "That's right, Sister Min'er was an emperor before. It's embarrassing to think that an emperor has become like us."
Zhao Min was also speechless: "Hey, what's wrong with you guys? Why are you picking on me for a while? If you continue like this, I will not be polite to you."
Zhu'er said with a smile: "So what if I'm not polite? I don't believe you dare to kill us."
At this moment, Gong Yu could no longer bear it: "Sisters, you'd better quiet down. You're chattering like a group of ducks. No wonder we women have done nothing since ancient times. Look at yourselves, do you look like you can do anything big?"
Zhu'er quickly retorted: "I have never thought about what big things I want to do. Women, no matter how hard you try, it is better to marry a good man. Don't blame me, aren't you the same?"
"If you don't marry well, you are nothing."
Zhang Wuji frowned when he heard this: "Zhu'er, how can you talk to your sister Gong like that? Apologize quickly."
Zhu'er widened her eyes and thought to herself, how could you forget what happened last night so quickly? But then she thought, Gong Yu is the most critical person today, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Gong, I'm sorry."
Gong Yu was also helpless. She naturally would not argue with Zhu'er. She even thought that what she said made sense. If she had not married well, she would not have the glory she has today.
However, just when Gong Yu wanted to say something to Zhu'er like "It doesn't matter", Zhao Min spoke first.
"Okay, no more laughing and joking from now on, the Japanese navy has moved."
"After all, we have little experience, so it's better to take it seriously.
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The girls and Zhang Wuji stopped talking. In fact, they were all a little nervous. After all, this kind of naval battle was the first time for them to experience it. In the vast ocean, if they lost their warships, they would surely die. Therefore, how could they not be nervous?
The more nervous Zhang Wuji's hands became, the more dishonest they became. Poor Wei Xiangjun, who was held in his arms, didn't dare to say a word and could only endure it silently.
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On the other side, after Hirohito Hiroichi said some words to boost morale, Yamamoto also led his own fleet to set off. It was a mighty fleet with more than 300 warships. Looking around, it seemed endless.
"Yoshi, with such elite troops, how can I not win?"
Yamamoto was very proud at this moment, and there was a small red flower on her chest, which was put on her chest by the emperor himself.
This also made Watanabe on the side envious: "Marshal, you are so glorious now. After you annihilate the Ming Navy, I will find a few painters to draw your current appearance for future generations to admire."
Upon hearing this, Yamamoto quickly expressed his agreement: "Watanabe-kun is thoughtful. Since you want to make a painting, why don't you include yourself in it? You can stand next to me, but you have to draw yourself smaller."
Watanabe Zan quickly said: "Of course. In this way, when future generations admire your glory today, they can also take a look at me. I will be satisfied."
Watanabe Zan was really content. He even wanted to thank Yamamoto. If Yamamoto ordered someone to paint a picture of himself kneeling beside him, Watanabe Zan would have to endure it.
Yamamoto, who was very proud of himself, did not dwell on the painting issue, but turned to Watanabe and asked about another matter.
"Mr. Watanabe, I heard that His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have sent a few people to our ship?"
Watanabe praised that this was indeed the case: "They said they were royal nobles who wanted to witness the magnificence of a naval battle, but don't worry, Marshal, they will never take part in anything and just want to be spectators."
Yamamoto pondered for a moment: "It is true that those so-called royal nobles will not participate in the war, but I am afraid they also intend to supervise the army, right?"
Watanabe Zan laughed and said, "You are worrying too much, Marshal. It may not be as you said. The so-called royal aristocracy may just be a cover."
Yamamoto asked in confusion: "What do you mean, Watanabe-kun?"
Watanabe praised: "Although those so-called nobles are all wearing armor, from a distance, their body shape or feeling do not look like men. Many years ago, I once passed by Queen Chiba, and I still remember the fragrance on her body."
After hearing this, Yamamoto's eyes widened immediately: "Watanabe-kun, do you mean that the Queen has come to our ship?"
Watanabe Zan laughed and said: "Although I'm not sure, it's almost right."
"But don't worry, Marshal. The Queen must have been unable to bear the loneliness and came here just to see the fun. Nothing will go wrong."
Yamamoto nodded and said: "Empress Chiba is the most beautiful woman in Japan. Unfortunately, I have never had an in-depth face-to-face communication with her."
After hearing this, Watanabe Zan thought for a while, and then said: "On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. As long as we can win this battle, even if Queen Chiba is lost, His Majesty may not blame the Marshal."
"If the place where Queen Chiba lost her is only found by the Marshal, then you will have many opportunities to communicate."
When Watanabe Zan said this, his face was full of obscenity.
However, this kind of vulgarity also woke Yamamoto up.
"Hey, Mr. Watanabe, what you just said was very disrespectful. We are loyal to His Majesty, so how can we have such unrealistic fantasies about Queen Chiba? Don't do this again in the future."
Watanabe Zan smiled slightly. From the expression on Yamamoto's face, he understood that Yamamoto had obviously heard what he said just now. As for whether to do it or not, it depended on how the war progressed.
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More than 300 Japanese warships have slowly left the port. Yamamoto ordered: "Spread out our ships as much as possible and don't concentrate them too much."
The flag officer on the ship commanded by Yamamoto quickly signaled with flags.
On the other side, Gong Yu saw that the Japanese warships had finally left the port, so he quickly ordered: "Pass the order down, let the fleet turn around, lure the Japanese fleet into the deep sea, and then have a decisive battle."
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