His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Court has arrived in Yehe City!

When Nurhachi got the news, he was actually a little surprised, although he had already received the news from Murhaqi, but he didn't expect that Zhu Changluo would come so soon. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, although he was a little caught off guard, Nurhachi still received him with the highest standard, and led his subordinates to meet him in his big tent.

"The courtiers of the Zhiguo, the Jianzhou Guard, the lord of the Yi people, Shule Belle Aixinjueluo Nurhachi, led the troops to welcome His Royal Highness the Prince of Damingshou!"

Zhu Changluo carefully looked at the master of Zhongxing, who had laid the foundation for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, with a long beard, a slender face, and a full body of essence, but there was a faint hint of sharpness pouring out.

This is not an easy character to deal with!

Zhu Changluo secretly made a judgment in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Nurhachi without any scruples.

Nurhachi used the Jurchen gift!

He kept claiming that he was a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, but he did not use the gift of the Ming Dynasty, but used the Jurchen courtesy, and the heart of not being a minister was already looming......

"Shule Belle is polite, the Jurchen tribe has always been valued by the Ming Emperor, I heard that your ministry and Ye He are good at raising troops, and sent this king to mediate, Chu Belle told this king before, the news has been sent to Schulebelle, I don't know at this moment, can the war be stopped?"

Zhu Changluo waved his hand lightly, sat straight on the main seat, and said lightly.

However, seeing Zhu Changluo's move, Nurhachi didn't react, but the corners of the eyes of the generals behind him couldn't help jumping, it was the place where Fang Cai was sitting in the sweat, and even a few generals looked at Zhu Changluo with a faint gaze!

His Royal Highness, the Prince of the Ming Court, is too much of a nobody!

As if sensing the change in the atmosphere in the big tent, Nurha snorted coldly, and a group of generals were suddenly silent, obediently bowing their heads and saying nothing.

Nurhachi stared at Zhu Changluo, who was sitting with a golden knife on the main seat, and groaned slightly, and said.

"Your Royal Highness rest assured, the Jianzhou Nuzhen is a tribe under the control of the Ming Dynasty, and the foreign minister is a minister personally authorized by His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, and he has no choice but to obey the will of the Ming Dynasty, and the minister has ordered the Jianzhou army to retreat thirty miles, and ordered his general An Feiyangu to send the news to the Yehe Department!"

In fact, when Zhu Changluo was looking at Nurhachi, Nurhachi was also looking at His Royal Highness the future crown prince of the Ming court.

From the beginning of entering the big tent, Zhu Changluo gave him only one feeling, arrogant, arrogant, high-minded, and unpleasant, he was arrogant!

But Zhu Changluo's state made Nurhachi feel at ease.

Naturally, he would not think that Zhu Changluo was a straw bag like others, and now, he is also the master of the party with great power, and naturally he has also considered the issue of heirs.

Although the power of the Jurchen and the Ming Dynasty is very different, in this respect, they are the same!

And Nurhachi knows that the Ming Dynasty has a complete system for the cultivation of heirs, and the person in front of him can be determined as the future prince of the Ming Dynasty at such an age, and the ability must be there!

But although there is ability, it is impossible to get rid of the sharp spirit of young people, young people are impulsive and reckless, this is inevitable, with this, it is much easier to deal with......

"Is there nothing to follow?"

A playful smile flashed at the corner of Zhu Changluo's mouth, and his face suddenly sank, and he said.

"If this king is not mistaken, a few months ago, my father and the emperor once summoned Schulebelle to Beijing to meet him, but Schulebelle said that he was seriously ill and difficult to enter Beijing.

The word serious illness was bitten by Zhu Changluo, and his tone was already full of blame.

The atmosphere in the big tent became a little tense again, Sun Ping quietly approached half a step in the direction of Zhu Changluo, his eagle-like eyes staring coldly at everyone below, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Nurhachi, however, was unaware of this change, as if he had no idea.

"Your Royal Highness is afraid that there is a misunderstanding, this matter has been sparse on the book, clarifying the truth, at that time the minister did occasionally feel the cold, and the army has been opened, it is difficult to turn back, so he rejected this matter, presumably His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, will be able to understand that it is not easy for the minister to guard the frontier, and forgive the minister's small ......."

The words are soft and firm, but the tough attitude is undoubtedly revealed.

Zhu Changluo's pupils shrank, but he had to praise Nurhachi's response in his heart.

Previously, he had already put on a high posture, after all, he was the prince of the Ming Dynasty and the future crown prince, while Nurhachi was just a tribal leader of a subordinate tribe, and the two had different identities and naturally different statuses.

And Nurhachi obviously knows this, so he has always put his position very right, even if Zhu Changluo sat directly in his original position, even if Zhu Changluo unceremoniously questioned him, he never had any displeasure.

But don't forget, in the final analysis, he is the lord of the Jianzhou Jurchens, the dignified Shulebele, here is his big tent, and the people sitting below are his generals.

Zhu Changluo's actions have dealt an incomparably huge blow to his prestige, and if he repeatedly gives in, then I am afraid that his position among the Jianzhou Jurchens will be seriously shaken.

And these words are Nurhachi's counterattack.

The central meaning is twofold, first, I admit that what you say is true, and I just don't use the excuse to go to Hajj! Second, I have already explained this matter to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, so I won't bother your old man!

To put it bluntly, what Nurhachi means is that you are just a prince, even if it is a prince who will become a prince in the future, you can't care about me now, so it's better to stay cool!

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, all the generals in the big tent looked at Zhu Changluo with a smug face, what if you are the prince of Daming, I just made it clear that I want to lose your face, what can you do?

The scene suddenly froze, Zhu Changluo looked at Nurhachi fixedly, with a slight hint of evil in his eyes, but the latter was still smiling, as if he didn't realize it.

But after a while, Zhu Changluo smiled slightly and said.

"Baylor doesn't have to be so nervous, the difficulties on the border are known to the king, don't say it's the father, that is, one day in the future, Baylor will hand over the explanation to the king's desk, and the king will deal with it as appropriate!"

What this means is, don't be complacent, I can't control you now, but sooner or later, you will fall into my hands.

"The minister is here to thank Your Highness in advance, but the minister believes that there will be no more such things in the future!"

Nurhachi still had a smile on his face and said lightly, but between the words, a strong self-confidence was unconsciously revealed.