In today's society, Zhao Linger's thoughts are actually quite shameless.
Because in today's society, it is very normal for a woman to become a grandmother at the age of thirty-four or thirty-five, let alone forty.
Logically speaking, Zhao Linger is the queen, and what she should be thinking about now is how to find a group of young girls for Zhang Wuji. Although she really thinks so, she really can't do it.
If it were any other emperor, choosing a concubine would be perfectly normal, but Zhang Wuji is the only one who cannot do this. Regardless of whether Zhang Wuji wants to do it or not, Zhou Zhiruo will never agree. Even if Zhou Zhiruo agrees, her other sisters will not agree.
Zhao Linger knew very well that her sisters all had their own bottom lines. It would be fine to give Zhang Wuji a girl once in a year or two, but if they chose more than a dozen concubines for him at once, Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min, and even Gong Yu would probably not agree.
Zhao Linger was also a little worried: "It would be great if I had a biological sister. If I had a biological sister, at least I could get buy one get one free like Gong Yu and Xiao Wu. I'm a little older, but when I serve the young master, can't I be the one who gets given away for free?"
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Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger, one was thinking that when she saw Zhang Wuji again, she must not be too proactive, while the other was thinking about a buy-one-get-one-free deal.
Neither of them really cared much about the war in the distance. Although they both believed that the war might be over soon, they really couldn't believe that their men would be defeated by a group of monkeys that had not yet fully evolved.
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Two hours later, after two hours of bombardment and constant compression, even on the vast ocean, the Japanese fleet had almost no room to move. Not to mention turning around, it was really difficult to move even a little.
At this moment, Yamamoto Ningji fell into a trance. He was a little dazed and confused. He didn't believe that everything in front of him was real. He hoped that everything in front of him was just a dream.
At this moment, Watanabe Zan, who was Yamamoto's confidant, didn't know what to say.
As I said, some people don't want to live, but no one is not afraid of death. The war has come to this point, and now we should stop thinking about joining in the fight to turn the tables. It is more practical to think about how to survive.
Watanabe Zan turned his head and looked at Yamamoto, only to find that Yamamoto was holding a pot of sake and drinking by himself.
"Marshal, is there any other way? It is impossible to reverse the situation, but if we just want to stay alive, there is still hope."
Yamamoto Ningji smiled and said: "A pot of sake, several reincarnations, if there is anything to come, I would rather be mediocre."
Watanabe Zan was speechless: "Next life? Marshal, the events of this life are not over yet. I am afraid that the number of warships we have left is still more than that of the Ming Navy. Why don't we think of another way?"
Yamamoto smiled and said, "What can we think of? The war has come to this point. We will probably die in front of the Emperor. Are we really going to surrender to the Ming Navy?"
Watanabe praised: "Why not?"
Yamamoto was a little surprised and stunned.
He was indeed a little incompetent, but he had never really thought about surrendering.
"Mr. Watanabe, please be careful with your words. We have received the emperor's grace. Even if we cannot win the battle thousands of miles away, we must never do anything that will damage the prestige of Great Japan. Surrender is absolutely impossible."
Watanabe praised and said: "The Marshal has misunderstood my meaning. I don't really want to surrender. I just want to confuse the Ming navy."
"As long as the Ming navy is willing to open a way for us, as long as we can break out, then at least we still have a chance to fight to the death."
Yamamoto thought about it for a moment and initially thought that this idea seemed good, but in the blink of an eye, he rejected it.
"Baga, this war is not just a small fight, it's a national war, especially for Japan, the kind that will mean the destruction of the country if they lose. In this kind of national war, I am the commander of one side, and I actually want to rely on false surrender in exchange for a glimmer of hope. If this kind of thing gets out, the false will become true, and it may also lead to the loss of morale of the whole country."
Watanabe praised: "What the Marshal said is reasonable, but this is the only way we can try it out."
"The artillery on the Ming fleet has been bombarding for several hours and has just stopped. Who knows if they will do something more extreme in a while."
"This is our only chance. As long as the Ming fleet is willing to give us a way out, we will rush out and confront them. If they are unwilling to give us a way out, it doesn't matter. The worst outcome will be this."
"As for what the Marshal just said, the morale of the whole country has been greatly reduced. Only by sitting back and waiting for death and leading to the annihilation of the entire army can the morale be truly destroyed."
Yamamoto closed his eyes and thought seriously: "To be honest, he really doesn't want to play any fake surrender. If you are not careful, even the fake one will become real."
But now, there is really no other way.
"Mr. Watanabe, you, please go to the treasure ship of the Ming fleet on my behalf and find the supreme commander of the Ming Dynasty."
"Just tell him that as long as he lets my fleet go out, I will agree to anything, but remember, don't let too many people know about this."
Watanabe Zan never expected that this job would fall on him in the end, but considering that staying here would mean waiting for death, Watanabe Zan gritted his teeth and agreed.
After saying the word "hi", he, Yamamoto's most trusted confidant, began to prepare for negotiations with the Ming Navy.
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A quarter of an hour later, Watanabe Zan drove a small boat made of sailboards and came to the treasure ship of the Ming fleet.
Of course, they were also frequently interrogated by Ming army officers and soldiers.
"The Chief of Staff of the Japanese Navy, Watanabe Zan, requests to see the Supreme Commander of the Ming Navy."
Everyone on the treasure ship was stunned.
Zhang Wuji's hands also became obedient, and he finally let go of Zhu'er. When Zhu'er was able to catch his breath, Zhang Wuji looked at Gong Yu again: "Yu'er, the Japanese want to see you."
Before Gong Yu could speak, Zhao Min spoke first, "They should be here to discuss surrender."
Gong Yu laughed and said, "That won't do. The battle has already come to this point. How can I let them surrender? If these monkeys who haven't evolved completely give me a fake surrender, I will be really screwed."
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