The fleet sailed smoothly for the next few days, until the seventh day when they encountered a small storm.

Suddenly, the world changed color and the sky above became dark, with only a hint of light when lightning flashed across.

The sea below no longer had the blue face it once had. The surging waves were like giant beasts, constantly biting towards them.

Not only did it soak everyone, but it also scattered the fleet into pieces.

Those battle-hardened sailors braved the heavy rain, trying hard to adjust the sails, change direction, and try to calm the ship in the fierce embrace of the sea.

However, those high-ranking military officers and soldiers and Japanese envoys still remembered to maintain the face of their respective countries.

He didn't cry bitterly, but his face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear as he held on to anything nearby, fearing that he would be knocked down by the waves.

Only the monks remained in the cabin, chanting scriptures as the ship rose and fell.

The storm did not last long and slowly dissipated in less than an hour. The sea and the sky returned to their original beautiful appearance, as if everything before was just a dream.

Su Qinchao let go of the mast he had been holding tightly, and slowly stood up with the help of Gao Zhili, who was sore all over. Both of them still had the joy of surviving the disaster on their faces.

This time they realized how insignificant humans are in front of the ocean, and when danger comes, they can only leave it to fate.

After sailing for another two days, at noon that day, they saw a small island with a diameter of about two or three hundred meters.

The sailors told Su Qinchao that they would stay on the island for two hours to replenish fresh water, and if they were interested, they could go off the island for a walk.

Although the island is not big, it has rich vegetation. Su Qinchao and Gao Zhili, along with Guanqi and Sanyuan, followed the crew to the freshwater lake on the island.

Along the way, they saw various tropical fruit trees and small animals, which amazed Guanqi and Sanyuan.

"What is this?" Sanyuan looked at the thing covered with bumps in Su Qinchao's hand, and was very curious.

"This is called pineapple." Su Qinchao came across several pineapple trees on the road and saw that one of them was ripe, so he picked it.

It just so happens that my appetite has been bland recently. I'm tired of bacon and seafood, so I want to change my taste.

"I've read about pineapples in books. They are a fruit that grows in hot regions. Qiongzhou even sent them as tribute a few years ago. Your Majesty likes to use them to fumigate his bedroom, but he doesn't like to eat them."

Gao Zhili took over the conversation, smiled slightly, and slowly told Guanqi and Sanyuan the origin of the pineapple.

"Ah, it's edible!" The three elements were greedy. When they heard that it was edible, they stared at it intently.

"My two lords, don't just look at the pineapples. They are very troublesome to eat. There are other good things near the freshwater lake!" A sailor who was familiar with Su Qinchao called out a few steps away.

"Oh, good!" The four people hurriedly followed, intending to see what the good stuff was.

However, after walking for half a quarter of an hour, the group arrived at the edge of a freshwater lake. It turned out that there was a large banana forest and several tall jackfruit trees by the lake.

It was indeed a good stuff. Su Qinchao gathered his inner strength, leaped a few times, took out a bunch of ripe bananas and handed them to the three people around him.

He picked up a few stones from the ground and knocked down a few jackfruits that were bigger than watermelons.

"Your Excellency has great Kung Fu!" The sailors on the side were stunned.

In the past, they had to work hard to pick these things, but they didn't expect that this young man could do it so easily, so they all asked Su Qinchao to help them get some more.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the sailors had filled all the kettles they brought.

There were also piles of bananas, jackfruits, and even some coconuts around Su Qinchao and his companions.

So on the way back, in addition to the water bottles on their backs, everyone in the group had their arms full of fruits.

"Ah! I'm so tired!" Sanyuan, who finally returned to the boat, collapsed on the deck.

He was the only one among the four who had never learned martial arts, and his physical strength was far inferior. You should know that Guanqi moved half as much as he did, and he was carrying a bunch of half-ripe bananas on his back.

"Get up and go to the cabin to rest." Gao Zhili kicked him on the leg and asked him to get up.

"Got it, young master!" His young master was very concerned about his reputation outside. Sanyuan curled his lips and got up reluctantly, not forgetting to carry all the fruits he had brought back with great difficulty back to the cabin.

Because of the rich harvest, the fleet stayed on the island for two more hours, planning to cook and eat on the beach before leaving.

While cooking in the evening, the sailors went into the sea to catch a lot of crabs and scallops. The chef also picked a few pineapples and made a big pot of pineapple bacon.

After many days, everyone finally had a fresh meal and everyone enjoyed it very much.

After the meal, the fleet continued its journey. The journey was smooth and the group landed in Osaka in just three days.

Since Japan had received the news long ago, it specially sent a prince and several ministers to welcome him.

Su Qinchao stood beside Gao Zhili and looked at the smiling and formally dressed Japanese prince opposite him. He then looked at the jubilant Japanese people along the coast and felt a little confused.

The Japanese at this time were still very close to Dawu, and the smiles on their faces were genuine.

They were very different from the vicious and insane Japanese in the images of the past. What was the reason that turned them into demons overnight, men, women, young and old, all of them were demons?

"Young Master?" Guanqi pulled on the corner of Su Qinchao's clothes, signaling him to follow Gao Zhili who was already walking forward with the Japanese prince.

Just for a moment, the young master seemed to have become another person. His eyes made the person watching the chess game feel very strange and distant.

That afternoon, the Emperor of Japan received the members of the Dawu delegation in the palace and held a grand banquet.

At the banquet, the Emperor of Wa not only expressed his welcome to the envoys from Dawu, but also expressed his yearning for Dawu and improvised a poem.

Both the host and the guests had a great time, and everyone was half drunk before returning to Dazaifu.

"Guanqi, I'm cold!" In the middle of the night, Su Qin was groaning on the couch, half asleep and half awake, waking up Guanqi who had just cleaned up and fallen asleep.

"Young Master?" Guanqi took his own quilt and intended to cover Su Qinchao with it. As soon as he walked to Su Qinchao's couch, he was pulled onto the couch and tied up with all his limbs.

The next day, Guanqi was awakened by Su Qinchao's tossing and turning. At that time, Su Qinchao was pressing him on the couch and kissing him.

Having been away on the boat for nearly a month, both of them were feeling bored, so this time they stayed on the couch for nearly two hours before going out.

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