Minato Palace Scheming

"To be precise, it's not just Go, you are inferior to me in everything."

After hearing Ying Hui's words, Marco Polo looked at the man naturally and said, "Confidence is a good thing, but are you overconfident?"

"Don't believe it?"

"I don't believe it, even if I'm a maid, I'm not an obedient maid." Marco Polo made a knife gesture and tapped Ying Hui's head lightly. Such a movement caused waves of breasts to appear on her chest, and she blinked. She squinted and said, "'It's the maid's job to correct the master!' Is that right?"

"That's right." Ying Hui also stood up and tapped Marco Polo on the head lightly, and said, "But it's also the master's responsibility to train the maid."

Marco Polo covered his head and said, "Teach me, Master, you are very ambitious."

"Whether the ambition is big or not, you can tell by looking at it, come with me."

"Huh? ... oh."

Marco Polo followed Ying Hui out of the office and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"The third project of the Port Competition, I will contact the judges."

"Oh."

Marco Polo is a little strange, just contacting the judges, how can he train himself?

Ying Hui went to Sardinia first, and Littorio immediately agreed to Ying Hui's invitation: "Actually, I want to show my charm on the stage rather than being a judge, but wouldn't that make everyone look down on me?" No, I won’t demolish your platform.”

"I just like your confident look." Ying Hui was used to Littorio's character, and suddenly thought of something, so he said, "By the way, I didn't hesitate to find me before, let me pass it on, I hope you don't go I harassed her, you should pay more attention in the future."

Marco Polo stood behind and blinked his eyes, thinking that Littorio's character was arrogant and uninhibited, and Ying Hui's direct speaking like this was too rough, and he should pay attention to his way of persuading others.

As expected, Littorio's face changed, but he approached Ying Hui with a guilty expression, stretched out his hand to touch his cheek and said, "Sorry, I accidentally ignored you again, and made you fall into a situation of jealousy and self-doubt. You have to know that I only admire other people, and only you are wholehearted."

Littorio's words are very scumbag, Ying Hui's next words are even more scumbag: "I mean, I also like indomitable ones, don't move and let me go."

"Yes, I know why our aesthetics are different. Don't worry, fight for what you like, and get what you want. You are the only person Littorio agrees with."

Littorio wrapped his arms around Ying Hui's neck happily, and tiptoed to offer a sweet kiss. The two kissed in front of Mark Penro like this, as if they were fighting each other.

However, even if Littorio has strong self-confidence, he is no longer the opponent of Ying Hui who has experienced many battles. Under his hand and mouth, he was quickly defeated, his pretty face was flushed, and he panted slightly. But Littorio is Littorio after all, and one cannot lose when one loses.

"Huh...don't be so excited, Commander, I won't leave you."

"I just think you, Littorio, are quite soft, both above and below."

"It's just to let you taste the sweetness, there is no way, who made you make me so excited."

Anyway, it means the same thing, it’s not that I, Littorio, lost, it’s just because I admire you, Ying Hui, that I deliberately showed weakness, this is my love.

Of course Ying Hui knew Littorio's character, so he smiled without saying anything, put his arms around her slender and tall waist, and said something tenderly.

On the way out of the Sardinian dormitory, Ying Hui glanced at Marco Polo, who was about to talk, and said, "Are you curious, why do I talk to Littorio like this?"

Marco Polo thought for a while and said, "A little bit, Littorio's self-confidence is the only thing I've ever seen in my life."

You have only been built by me for a few weeks, how many people can you meet?But Littorio's self-confidence is indeed rare.

Ying Hui thought this way and said: "It's actually very simple. Do you think that I and everyone are just subordinates and superiors? Of course there is such a relationship, but it is more of a friend, a relative who lives together, and people with different personalities. The ship girl, of course, needs to be treated in a different way, this is my ability and adaptability."

Well, this is cheating. In fact, thanks to the game, I have already filled up my favorability.

But Marco Polo was obviously fooled, clutching the front edge of the maid's skirt, lost in thought.

Ying Hui added another size at the right time, and said, "Besides, for someone as confident as Littorio, why do you think she regards me as the only person she agrees with?"

"Actually, besides Littorio, the only confidence I have ever seen in my life is you."

After finishing speaking, Ying Hui no longer provoked Marco Polo, but left room for her own thinking. A smart person like Marco Polo will only make things up more and more, and finally believe in himself.

The dormitories not far from Sardinia are Iris and Donghuang. Instead of choosing Iris, Ying Hui went to Donghuang's dormitory. Of course, Yixian would not reject Ying Hui's proposal, but he must inform in advance.

"It's definitely fine for me to be a judge, but to be honest, Donghuang is a bit disadvantaged in the last competition."

Yixian's words are not unreasonable, she is a judge and cannot participate in the competition, the remaining adults are only Zhenhai to take the lead, and the others are at most only young girls.

"Don't underestimate yourself, Ning Hai and Ping Hai are cute, Ying Rui, Zhao He, and Hai Tian are all beautiful girls, and most of the beauty pageants are due to their talents. Hai Qi plays a flower gun, Hai Tian plays a guqin, and Zhao He dances a dance. , definitely shocked everyone's jaws." What Ying Hui hadn't said yet was that there was himself, the biggest judge, and Donghuang's contestants definitely got full marks.

Before going to lunch, Ying Hui took the flower gun thrown by Haiqi and played a flower gun with a chic and unrestrained movement. He stood behind Haitian again, gently touched the strings, and played two vibratos with an expression on his face. That's called Fengya, as if high mountains and flowing water meet a bosom friend.

Marco Polo couldn't help but said in surprise, "You know all these things."

"Know a little about everything, and make life more colorful." Ying Hui tried hard to hold back a smile, and said, "Learn, Marco Polo, there is no end to learning."

Seeing Marco Polo's appearance on the side, Zhaohe couldn't help but want to talk to disrupt the situation, but Ying Rui quickly covered his mouth and pulled him aside, and he had to give up after being told by his sister a few words in his ear.

The commander obviously just moved twice to put on a show. No wonder Marco Polo said in history that Donghuang is full of gold. People questioned whether he had never been to Donghuang. .

Chapter 450 IX The Strongest Commander in the Minato Area

If Ying Hui is really pretending, then it's not entirely true, just like Go, maybe he is not a real master, but he really understands, at least he has a way of pretending.

When it was noon, Ying Hui, Marco Polo and everyone from Donghuang went to the cafeteria for dinner. They met the company in the hall and told her about the judges.

"A beauty pageant?" Enterprise stroked his chin and said, "I don't quite understand the joints."

Ying Hui said: "You don't need to understand, beauty is a very subjective perception. You just need to follow your own heart to rate the company."

Enterprise looked at Marco Polo behind Ying Hui, who was dressed in a sexy maid outfit, which was quite eye-catching. She blinked and said, "Is it like this?"

"Ahem, although Marco Polo is now my temporary maid, all of this is her personal aesthetics and has nothing to do with me." The appearance still needs to be done, although Ying Hui really likes this uniform.

"Really?"

"Well, this is her personal aesthetic, but I like it too."

Enterprise smiled and said, "Actually, I will accept whatever request the commander puts forward. I used to be a fighter. Being a referee is still a novel experience."

Ying Hui said: "There are many interesting things outside of war."

Enterprise nodded: "Indeed, the commander has made me feel a lot."

Ying Hui looked at the carrots and potatoes on the corporate dinner plate, hesitated to speak, is this what you feel outside the battlefield?Forget it, maybe the business is staying in shape.

After dinner, Ying Hui went to Iron Blood, Royal and Sakura in turn.

Emperor Frederick readily agreed to Ying Hui's invitation and promised to judge the contestants with absolutely rational standards.

Ying Hui left without saying a word, chatted for a while, sat in front of the piano with Frederick the Great, and played a piece of Moonlight Sonata together.

"My child, I can feel that you have become more confident." Emperor Frederick looked at Ying Hui lovingly, and wiped the sweat off his face, "I'm very happy that you figured it out on your own."

Ying Hui smiled, he understood that if Frederick the Great was a mother, then he would definitely be a loving mother, just like the current high EQ speech, in front of such a master performer as Frederick the Great, Playing with her in a slightly unfamiliar way naturally requires considerable confidence.

"It's not like I figured it out on my own. Everyone helped me a lot." Ying Hui stroked the keys and said, "The same goes for you, Frederick. I still remember the hug that day, it was really warm."

"If you want, you can do it anytime."

Frederick opened his arms. If it was Ying Hui in the past, he might have twitched a bit, but now he hugged him directly. It was really warm. He didn't have any other thoughts, just warmth.

After letting go of Frederick the Great, Ying Hui looked at Marco Polo behind him, and said, "Is it an itch, why don't we play a song together?"

Marco Polo was a little dizzy, and she said shyly, "I won't."

Frederick the Great looked at Marco Polo who was dressed as a maid, and understood a little bit, so he said, "The piano is a Sardinian invention, you shouldn't be able to do it."

Now the hearty Marco Polo felt even more ashamed.

Yes, she won't.

The ship's mother is the ship's mother, and history is history, but due to some idealistic reasons, the ship's mother is inextricably linked with the ships and ship names in history, just like Frederick the Great is of course not an emperor, but he has the emperor's Prestige.

In history, Marco Polo was born into a wealthy merchant family in Venice. At that time, the piano had not yet been invented. What’s more, as a businessman and explorer, Marco Polo was better at doing business, riding, and debating than music, a field with a strong aristocratic atmosphere at that time. with strain.

So next, after Ying Hui invited Mikasa to be a judge, and by the way, when he was learning archery with Canglong and the others at Shige Sakura's Kyudo Gym, Marco Polo regained his confidence. He was very good at archery, which was not his own skill tree before.

"Eight rings, seven rings, and nine rings. It's pretty good to have such results just after getting in touch with bow."

Marco Polo waved his hand and said, "The bow and arrow is not a problem, but I can go further."

Then she heard Feng Xiang's voice: "Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings! Commander is still firing every shot."

"Good luck."

Ying Hui smiled modestly, but Marco Polo was silent.

The judge appointed by the royal family was Hood. Ying Hui felt that Hood seemed to be more fashionable than other members of the royal family. The various lace pajamas in her wardrobe showed that Hood's taste was quite reliable.

As for Ying Hui helping Hood and Hao to bake small biscuits and showing good cooking skills, Marco Polo felt a little numb.

On the way to the Yuanwei dormitory, Ying Hui said to the silent Marco Polo, "Are you a little surprised that I know so many things?"

"……Um."

Ying Hui smiled and said cheekily: "How do you think you can become the leader of everyone? Is it just because I built you that I can give orders to you as a matter of course? You are my soldiers, and even more so. Friends and relatives, my communication with everyone is of course not limited to wars and orders. If I don’t know a little bit, how can I have a common language with everyone with different personalities and hobbies? The so-called personal charm is never just taken for granted, you know ?"

Marco Polo's pride was hit again and again today. She is not the kind of person who gives up lightly, but she is indeed a little confused now.

Ying Hui didn't plan to train her well in one day, thinking that he knew a lot of things, but it wasn't for the common language with the ship girls, it was a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, anyway, it wasn't a lie.

The referee of Iris is of course Richelieu. The archbishop may be a little clumsy with some common sense, but he still has his own opinions on fashion. He is worthy of being a fashionable French girl.

In front of the church, Louis IX and Joan of Arc were fencing with protective gear and masks. Ying Hui, like before, took advantage of the situation to learn from the two knights. When the point was over, he invited Marco Polo to fight together as before. last one.

"Forget about the rest, I really won't lose in battle." Marco Polo felt that he was doing well again. Apart from other things, can a ship girl who was born for fighting not be able to beat you, an ordinary person?

As a result, 10 minutes later, Marco Polo took off his mask and was completely stunned by Ying Hui.

Richelieu folded her arms across her chest, of course she knew about Marco Polo's letter of proposal, and Louis IX had also told her about the cause and effect of the incident. At this time, she had a plan and went forward to help Marco Polo take off the protective gear, saying: "You Of course it is normal to lose to the commander, he is the most powerful swordsman in our tutelary mansion."

Ying Hui took off his mask and said, "That's not enough." He still knew his strength. The so-called swordsmanship actually depended on the speed of reaction and the pace was loose, but he could fight against Louis IX and torture Marco Polo The little vegetable chicken that has just been built is still fine.

"Commander, don't be humble." Richelieu said to Marco Polo, "You have seen it with your own eyes, but you still don't believe it?"

Marco Polo pursed his lips and said bluntly, "My mind is a little messed up."

"It's okay, let me tell you, the sword is a weapon for killing people, and swordsmanship is naturally the art of killing people." Richelieu took over the thorny sword from Marco Polo's hand, and took a handsome sword flower. Fencing comes from France. Of course the archbishop is also a master here, "Marco Polo, you are a master of Donghuang, you should know the common people's sword, princes' sword and emperor's sword mentioned by Donghuang philosopher Zhuangzi, right?"

Marco Polo nodded.

Richelieu straightened his waist, slashed down with his sword, and pointed to the sea: "The sword of the common people and the sword of the princes are nothing more than killing a few people and splashing five steps of blood, but the commander spent several years creating this piece of land. The strongest tutelary mansion in the sea area, with the aircraft carrier as the front, the battle ranks as the collar, surrounded by the four barbarians, wrapped in the four seasons, the top is to fight the sirens, and the bottom is to protect the Li Shu. Once this sword is used, the world will be peaceful and the world will be conquered. Of course this is Tianzi Sword, and the commander who uses this Tianzi Sword, doesn't he have the strongest swordsmanship?"

These words not only fascinated by what Marco Polo said, but even Ying Hui himself almost believed it. He can only say that never underestimate the words of a powerful person. Richelieu is a cardinal who is proficient in religion. He is naturally a philosopher. At home, being knowledgeable about the past and the present is just a basic requirement.

"I understand." Marco Polo looked at Ying Hui, his eyes regained the brilliance, "I was too conceited, but I didn't figure out what the source of my conceit was. The commander's realm surpassed me too much, and I couldn't understand the commander at all. My ambition... But! This is just me now, living up to the name of Marco Polo, I will catch up as soon as possible! Master, please give me a chance."

"Ruzi can be taught."

Even Richelieu carried it like this, so of course Ying Hui borrowed the donkey to go downhill.

He saw that there seemed to be a thousand words in the archbishop's beautiful purple eyes, but he couldn't, even if he was successful in training Marco Polo, because Ying Hui promised Soviet Bellaros to go to the Northern Union.