Chapter 237: Transforming Strength
The envoys present may have hurt others, but most of them were gloating over their misfortune and secretly scolding the Zasak people for seeking death.
Da Ming’s finger is thicker than your Zasak’s waist, and it will be a matter of time before he is punished.
But no one expected that Zhu Jinghong would take action directly, let alone that he would take such heavy action.
With today’s incident, he, Zhu Jinghong, has become famous internationally.
"I cured the Zhasak people's disease in a few times. There are very few people with this disease in the world. You should not imitate them."
"I am a great Ming In a country of etiquette, it is natural to treat illnesses and save people. We will treat and save whoever is sick, and we will definitely be able to cure these difficult and complicated diseases."
The scene was very quiet, Zhu Jinghong said these words with a loud voice, reached everyone's ears.
The warning in the words is very strong. It can be replaced by saying that if you don't obey, you will be beaten, and Ming will definitely win.
Everyone present was sad, but Hidetoshi Okamoto was in a happy mood. At least there was someone who was more embarrassed than him.
At the Junggar Mission on the other side, Battelle looked fierce after hearing this. He wanted to get up but was held back by Na Risong.
"What do you want to do?" Looking at the impulsive nephew, Narisong yelled in a low voice.
"I"
Before Battle could speak, Narisong continued to scold "If you have lived enough, if you want to bring disaster to the people, then get up now"
p>The wailing on the imperial steps continued, but Zhu Jinghong stepped down the steps.
The reactions of the Junggar people have always been his concern. If he doesn't click on these people now, he will feel uncomfortable.
There is no other way. With the strength of Ming Dynasty as the backing and the identity of the legitimate prince as a cover, he can really do whatever he wants here.
Under the spotlight, Zhu Jinghong stopped in front of the Junggar Mission table, followed by Lu Yuxin and Zhang Lin.
Zhang Lin and Zhang Lin were wearing the standard armor of standing guards. Their whole bodies were shining with golden light under the candlelight, and they looked particularly heroic.
“I’ve met the Thirteenth Master.” Risong stood up and saluted with his fists clasped.
Ignoring his reply, Zhu Jinghong said slowly, "You guys talked a lot just now. As far as I know, talking too much is also a disease."
With this sentence alone, everyone at the scene became confused. After understanding his intention, they all wanted to watch the fun.
The chieftains in Tibet, the envoys from the Tuxietu Khanate, and the envoys from the two tribes of Namuduolun are all looking forward to what will happen next.
Just because they are adjacent to Junggar and have been bullied by them for many years, how can we not be happy to see them suffering now?
"Thirteenth Master, the wine of the Ming Dynasty is good. We outsiders have never seen such fine wine. We are grateful for His Majesty the Emperor's kindness, so we drank a few more glasses."
"Drinking caused trouble, and I was confused, so I said a few more nonsense. I really deserved it."
That daySong did not defend himself. While deflecting the conflict and admitting his mistake, he also praised Ming Dynasty and the emperor.
If this kind of attitude of admitting mistakes is treated in the same way as the Zasak people, it will appear that Ming Dynasty is too unkind.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Zhu Jinghong glanced at Battelle, who had an evil look in his eyes and did not restrain himself even at this moment.
"I can watch whatever I want"
I knew something was going to happen to Battle. Matsumoto wanted to explain a few words that day, but Zhu Jinghong smiled and said, "The young man is young and energetic. Well."
Bartelle frowned and said coldly, "It's not as majestic as the Thirteenth Master."
"Beast"
After scolding Bartelle, Narisong continued He scolded, "I told you that drinking will cause trouble. Who told you to talk nonsense? I think you are tired of living."
"Junggar is not a subordinate of the Ming Dynasty, why should we"
Didn't wait After Battle finished speaking, he received several hard slaps on the face, and Risong used all his strength that day.
Zhu Jinghong said coldly, "This kid has a tough mouth. You are using your strength to hit him like this. This problem cannot be cured."
"My Ming Dynasty's Kung Fu emphasizes the use of strength. Four ounces can move a thousand pounds." It just cures his problem."
After saying this, Zhu Jinghong waved, and several guards came immediately.
"Come and treat him"
"Yes"
Several guards immediately stepped forward. Battle wanted to resist but was restrained.
Zhang Linchong let out a sigh of relief, walked straight to Battle, and slapped him down.
Seeing his prince being beaten, Xuri Qian couldn't sit still. As the number one warrior, he couldn't sit back and watch all this.
However, Risong saw the opportunity early that day and came over to hold his shoulders in advance, and warned him when he made any unusual movements.
"If you don't want him to die, don't move."
Risong was very calm that day. He didn't feel sorry for Battle, just because this guy was purely responsible for it.
Now I can borrow Daming's hand to teach him a lesson.
I think after this incident, this kid will be calmer, knowing that there are people outside the world, Narisong thought so.
At the scene, Zhang Lin's slaps were repeated again and again. Although the sound was small, it was extremely harsh. Everyone watched with gusto, but forgot about the three people howling on the imperial steps.
"Thirteenth Master, I know how to transform energy. I think Zhang Lin is tired from fighting. Why don't you let me go up and try it?"
Hou Jing appeared in Next to Zhu Jinghong, he didn't participate in the crippled knee just now. He didn't want to miss what was happening in front of him.
"Then give it a try" Zhu Jinghong said expressionlessly.
"Brother Zhang, you have a rest first and I'll take care of you."
Looking at Battle whose face was swollen, Hou Jing twisted his neck, pinched his knuckles, and He looked impatient.
At this moment, in the attic of Wuying Palace, several girls were observing the outside through the windows.situation.
Nowadays, Wuying Hall is heavily guarded. It stands to reason that there will be no one here, unless these people can ignore the rules.
Obviously, as the direct princess, Zhu Yunsheng has this ability.
The emperor arrived at Kunning Palace just now. The emperor and the empress checked her homework and gave her a holiday when they were satisfied.
So Zhu Yunsheng slipped out of Kunning Palace and took the attendant to Wuying Palace, just because she wanted to join in the fun.
Just listen to Zhen Qin ask, "Who was beaten? His face was swollen as big as his foot basin."
"Those barbarians don't know etiquette and dare to offend me." Brother, Thirteenth Brother should beat them up."
The person who spoke was Zhu Yunsheng. Apparently they had been here for a while, otherwise they would not have known about the offense against the prince.
Fortunately Qiqige didn’t come over, otherwise she would have lost control on the spot when she saw her brother being beaten.
When he came this time, Zhu Yunsheng only brought Zhen Qin and Baochai, and asked Yang Jingting and Qi Qige to "stay behind" in Kunning Palace to deliver news to her at any time.
"The banquet given by Wuying Palace was originally to win over all the countries. If the Thirteenth Master makes such a fuss, I'm afraid he will be punished again."
As he said this, Baochai actually Even more frightened for my own family.
Even the envoy was beaten like this. It was really a mercy of this man that his brother was not chopped down with a knife.
Not only Baochai thought this way, Zhu Jinghong also felt at this moment that he was too kind-hearted.
After all, more than a thousand years ago, Brother Jing used a chessboard to smash his brother to death in public, which was much more serious than today.
Why should I compare myself to Liu Qi
Zhu Jinghong scratched his nose and felt that Gaozu or Emperor Wu were more suitable for him.
"That's it. Let's help the person down and have a good rest. The disease will be cured after a few days of sleep."
After Zhu Jinghong finished speaking, he heard Zhang Lin ask, "What if the Thirteenth Master is still here?" It’s not going to get better.”
Looking at Narisong coldly, Zhu Jinghong said calmly, “Then we have to increase the dosage of medicine and never compromise with the pain until we are cured.”
The same words He meant something, and Narisong responded, "What the Thirteenth Master said is absolutely true, and foreign ministers also think it should be so." Please remember to collect it. The latest and fastest website without anti-theft to find books and add books for free can be added to the qq group 952868558