Throwing the shocked Otomo Zonglin on the edge of the dock, Zheng Zhifeng, Yi Yun and others returned to the battleship with a wicked smile.

Lu Xi couldn't help but ask foolishly: "You said, we scared Dayou Zonglin so much. Would he just come and surrender?"

"You are a stupid assassin, you are really a stupid assassin." Yi Yun thrust into Lu Xi's head with a thunderous thunder: "He is a big name, and one of the Three Kingdoms of Kyushu. How could he be scared to surrender by a pirate's casual message? He would be frightened and turned, unable to sleep, but he would never surrender easily."

"oh?"

Chen Yuanyuan also nodded beside him and said, "That's right... I agree with my husband. Otomo Solin should not be scared to surrender by a few words. I guess he will send ninjas, monks, or other things that can be used to spy on intelligence to run to our territory and find out the number of our cannons. Once he confirms that we really have six or seven hundred cannons, he will consider surrendering, otherwise he will always have some luck."

Lu Xi laughed: "Will we deliberately relax our vigilance after we go back and let the ninjas of the Oto family come to detect how many cannons we have so that we can force him to surrender?"

"Silly Assassin!" Yi Yun gave her another thunder: "You can't come so obviously. You have to know that the information comes too easily. The enemy has to doubt whether the information is true. We must pretend to block the reconnaissance very closely, so that Otomo Sorin has worked very hard to detect our cannons, so that he will believe that the information is true."

Yi Yun waved his hand and said to Chen Yuanyuan: "Miss Yuanyuan. After you go back, please come out and have your Sanjiang Pavilion troops to go out to play and keep our territory closely guarded. Try to block the ninjas of the Otomo family. First block him for ten days and half a month before talking, and then find an opportunity to sell a loophole so that the ninjas of the Otomo family can see our information."

Chen Yuanyuan nodded: "My husband is a clever move. Haha, after we go back, let's play a game called...the game of Assassin Catching Ninja!"

After chatting, the warship had already left the town of the mansion and came to the vast sea. Since it had already left the territory of Otomo's family, Takaya Chiyo, who was hiding in the bottom cabin, could come out to see the light of day. Yiyun called a girl from the artillery to take Takaya Chiyo to the deck.

The white plum in front of the city was gone at this time. She was still wearing the coarse linen that Chen Yuanyuan exchanged for her. She looked dirty. Fortunately, her skin was whiter, so she didn't look ugly, but she felt strange. She seemed a little seasick and her face turned a little blue.

"Wow, Tachikan Chiyo, Lord. Aren't you going to join the pirate group? How do seasick people become pirates?" Yi Yunxing asked gloatingly.

"This..." Tachikani Chiyo's face was full of bitter expression. Being a female pirate sounded romantic, but it was not easy to operate. A child like her who had been a white plum blossom in a castle since she was a child. She suddenly got on the sea boat and shook with the waves. She couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Zheng Zhifeng... can I make a small request?" Tachiha Chiyo's face turned a little red, and she said embarrassedly: "Do you have white clothes on the boat? I'm wearing this black clothes and feel uncomfortable all over."

"Scared? Aren't you?" Zheng Zhifeng was upset: "Where are pirates who have to wear white clothes? How many days can they manage white clothes when the wind and rain are blowing? Do you think this is on the land of Fusang? You can take a bath and take a hot spring every day."

"But... I... my nickname is Shirami from Chumaki. I can't survive without wearing white clothes." Tachiha Chiyo said helplessly.

Zheng Zhifeng snorted, not planning to pay attention to her.

Yi Yun next to him said, "If she wants white clothes, just give her white clothes. I think it's strange if the white plum in front of the building is not wearing white clothes."

Zheng Zhifeng pouted, feeling unhappy. If this woman wants white clothes, just give her white clothes? She is not your woman yet. When I was not married to you, I asked you to change my job, so why didn't you give me it?

It makes no sense for women to be jealous. Can this be compared with a white dress and a job change? The degree is completely different. However, women never care about the degree, even if you give it to me or not, so when men encounter women jealous, they often don’t understand why, because men talk about logic and women talk about emotion. This logic and emotion are absolutely impossible to coordinate. When the two are perfectly coordinated together, the earth will be full of flowers, and men and women will never quarrel... Well, it’s dawn, let’s wake up.

Zheng Zhifeng's reluctant expression even saw Chiyo Tachibana. She thought to herself: It's not good, the female leader doesn't want to give me white clothes. It seems that this white clothes won't be available. That man is just a subordinate, and it's useless for him to speak.

However, the situation immediately went beyond the imagination of Tachikan Chiyo. Zheng Zhifeng's little mouth was so pouting that she could hang a bottle, but she turned around obediently and ordered a female artillery: "Go to the bilge and flip it over. Is there any white cloth? Take some for her and measure her body and make a piece of clothing."

"Scared?" Tachikani Chiyo Daqi: "Why... why did you compromise with a subordinate? Could it be... In the country of Moe, even the leader of the woman must listen to the men under his subordinates? Isn't the relationship between men and women worse than Fusang? In Fusang, women only need to listen to their husbands, and other men still ignore it."

Zheng Zhifeng spread her hands: "You don't understand our relationship, you will understand it slowly in the future."

The female soldier flipped over the bilge, but she really couldn't find the white cloth. You should know that white cloth is an undyed cloth, also known as "the white cloth". In Dameng Country, it was the poorest people wearing it. Why? Because in ancient China, white clothes were not beautiful, but white clothes were used as mourning clothes. Only those who died were wearing white clothes were so poor that they could not afford dyed cloth. Princes like Yi Yun, who had status and status, put the lowest-end cloth on their ship for no reason? His servants all had sky blue military uniforms, which looked good.

In the end, the female soldier had to take a roll of white silk. Why is silk white? The reason is that silk is a commodity for the whole world. Some Western European countries and Middle Eastern countries need to import white silk to make clothes. For example, the Islamic country likes to wear white clothes the most. Western European princesses in the Middle World also like to use white silk to make skirts. So there are only a few rolls of cargo in Yiyun's cabin.

The female soldier held the white silk with a bitter face and whispered: "The white cloth was not found, there is only this white silk that no one wants."

She felt that this thing was of low grade and was a little unprofitable, but when Tateyaki saw this thing, her eyes widened: "This... isn't this pure white silk?"

"Yes, what are you doing for fuss?" Yi Yunqi said.

"This... this is very expensive!" Tateya Chiyo blinked. Fuso of this era actually had to import silk from the Moe Kingdom, but they regarded silk as a very rare and precious thing and had to be used carefully. They usually used silk to make items such as "Archaeani", "Cage Hand", etc., or used to make gorgeous military flags... There are also some elegant people who use silk to make fans, such as the weapon of Naoe Kensuke in "The True Three Kingdoms". There are a silk fan.

Those who can afford clothes with silk are all Dadaming, and their family must be very rich. The Tachibana family obviously does not belong to Dadaming. Their family is just a samurai family under the Otomo family. Although they have been given the position of the Lord of the Tachibana City, their family is also very poor.

Tachiha Chiyo has never enjoyed the beauty of using silk to make clothes. Her white clothes are all white cotton.

"I really made clothes for me with such good silk?" Tatekuchi Chiyo blinked, unable to believe it.

"Come on, take it for fun!" Yi Yun waved his hand, and threw all the silk rolls to Tachiha Chiyo. He added casually: "This thing is not smooth and it's so uncomfortable to wear on it. We like to wear cotton clothes. Humph, even my underwear is cotton underwear. Do you want to check it?"

Women: "…"

At this time, Tachiha asked Chiyo to hold the silk scroll and suddenly became worried again: "I... have been fighting, killing, managing family business since elementary school, etc. I have never learned to make clothes, and I don't know how to turn silk into clothes, what should I do?"

"Isn't this easy to deal with?" Yi Yun hummed: "I am going to heaven and earth, omnipotent, and doing small things like clothes, please take a look at me..."

He ordered in his mind: "Change...arm merchant..."

After transferring, you can make clothes, but what style is good? White silk bikini swimsuit? White silk high-square swimsuit? White silk segmented waist-exposed swimsuit? I wipe it...why are you thinking about swimsuits? I am a kind person!

Yi Yun Da Khan, think seriously, do it again!

To be honest, it is really difficult to ask an otaku to consider what style of clothes to make. If you ask a trendy man to consider the style of clothes, it is relatively simple. Because otaku and trendy man are two completely different creatures. Otaku prefers some technical things and is not very interested in fashion.

Yi Yun first thought about what clothes he could make with white silk, but he was immediately crazy and couldn't think of what to make for for a long time. But he was very full of words just now, and he praised everything from heaven to earth and omnipotent Haikou. If the clothes he made were not good-looking, how shameless? No, I will fight!

The style of wedding dresses in later generations suddenly popped up in Yi Yun's mind. Most of the wedding dresses are white. Even otakus have seen several types, so copy one!

He reached out and pointed at the Silk Curl, and hummed, "Make it a dress for me!"

Brush! A white wedding dress pops up!

If a woman from a later generation is changed, a man suddenly gave her a wedding dress, she would have called the pervert and asked the police to arrest the person, but Tachiha told Chiyo that this was a wedding dress. She saw it: "Wow, this dress is so beautiful! I like it so much!"

"Yeah, just like it!" Yi Yun smiled badly: "Go and put it on, and then stand beside me, um..."

"Okay!" The poor Bai Mei of Zhuqian was wearing a wedding dress and stood side by side with Yi Yun in a completely unaware of the situation.
Chapter completed!