The envoys present had something to hurt them, but most of them gloated, secretly scolding the Zasaks for seeking their own death.

Da Ming's finger is thicker than your Zasak's waist, and it is only a matter of time before it is cleaned up.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that Zhu Jinghong would shoot directly, and they didn't expect him to shoot so hard.

With today's incident, he Zhu Jinghong is internationally famous.

"I cured the disease of the Zasak people in three or two strokes, there are few people in the world who have this disease, don't learn from them!"

"I am a country of etiquette, and it is natural to treat the sick and save people, who is sick...... We will cure whoever saves him, and we will definitely be able to cure these incurable diseases! ”

The scene was very quiet, and Zhu Jinghong's words in a loud voice reached everyone's ears.

The warning in the words is very strong, and it can be replaced with being beaten if you don't accept it, and Daming will definitely win.

Everyone present was concerned, but Hideto Okamoto was in a good mood, at least someone was more embarrassed than him.

On the other side of the Junggar Mission, Battell, who heard this, had a fierce look on his face, and wanted to get up but was pulled by Narisong.

"What do you want to do?" Looking at this impulsive nephew, Na Risong scolded in a low voice.

"I ......"

Without waiting for Battle to speak, Narisong then scolded: "If you have lived enough, if you want to bring disaster to your people, then get up now!" ”

The wailing on the imperial steps continued, but Zhu Jinghong stepped down the steps.

The reaction of the Dzungar people has been in his attention from beginning to end, and if he does not click on these people at the moment, he will feel uncomfortable.

There is no way, with the strength of Daming as the backing and the identity of the prince as a cover, he can really do whatever he wants here.

Under the attention of everyone, Zhu Jinghong stopped at the table of the Junggar mission, followed by Lu Yuxin and Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin and the others wore the standard armor of the guards, and their whole bodies were shining golden under the candlelight, and they looked particularly heroic.

"I've seen the Thirteenth Master!" That day Song stood up and clasped his fists and saluted.

Ignoring his reply, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "You 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 understood his intentions, so they all started to watch the excitement.

And the Tibetan Tusi, the envoys of the Tushetu Khanate, and the envoys of the two tribes of Namu Duolun are all looking forward to what will happen next.

Just because they are adjacent to Dzungaria, they have been bullied by each other for many years, and they can't be unhappy to see them deflated now.

"Thirteenth master, Daming's wine is good, those of us who have never seen such fine wine, I am grateful for the kindness of His Majesty the Emperor, so we drank a few more glasses!"

"I drank and misunderstood, so I said a few more nonsense, which is really damned...... Damn it! ”

That Risong did not defend himself, and while transferring the contradiction and admitting his mistakes, he also praised the Ming and the emperor.

Such an attitude of admitting mistakes, if it is dealt with in the same way as the Zasak people, it seems that Da Ming is too impersonal.

"What are you staring at me all the time?"

Zhu Jinghong's gaze swept towards Battle, who had an unkind look in his gaze, and even at this moment, he did not restrain it.

"I can watch whatever I want!"

knew that Battle was going to have an accident, and Matsumoto wanted to explain a few words that day, but Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "The young man is young and vigorous!" ”

Battle stiffened his neck and said coldly: "It's not as majestic as the Thirteenth Master!" ”

"Brute ......"

scolded Battle, and then scolded: "I said that I drank and made mistakes, who let you talk nonsense, I think you are tired of life!" ”

"Dzungaria is not a subordinate of the Ming Kingdom, so why should we ......?"

Before Battle could finish speaking, he was slapped in the face a few times, and Nari Song exerted all his strength.

Zhu Jinghong said coldly: "This kid has a very hard mouth, you are fighting like this, you are using dead strength, you can't cure this problem......"

"My Daming's kung fu pays attention to strength, and I dial a thousand pounds in four or two...... That's just the right thing to do! ”

After saying this, Zhu Jinghong beckoned, and several guards immediately came.

"Come and heal him!"

"Yes!"

Several guards immediately stepped forward, and Battle tried to resist but was restrained.

Zhang Linchong sighed with his palm, went straight to Battle, and slapped it directly.

Seeing that his prince was beaten, the rising sun on the side couldn't sit still, and as the first warrior, he couldn't sit back and watch all this.

However, that day Matsu saw the opportunity early, leaned over in advance and pressed his shoulder, and warned him when he moved.

"If you don't want him to die, don't move!"

Risong was very calm that day, and he didn't feel sorry for Battle, just because this guy was purely self-inflicted.

Now borrowing Da Ming's hand is just to teach him a long lesson.

Thinking about it, this kid will be calmer and know the truth of people outside the world...... Na Risong thought so.

At the scene, Zhang Lin's slap came and went, although the voice was small but extremely harsh, everyone watched it with relish, but forgot the three people who howled on the royal steps.

"Thirteenth master, the minister will also be that ...... Hua Jin, I see that Zhang Lin is also tired, why don't you let the minister try it? ”

Hou Jing appeared beside Zhu Jinghong, he didn't participate in the waste knee just now, and he didn't want to miss this matter in front of him.

"Then you can try it!" Zhu Jinghong's face was expressionless.

"Brother Zhang, you rest first...... I got it! ”

Looking at Battle, whose face was swollen, Hou Jing twisted his neck and pinched his knuckles by the way, looking impatient.

At this moment, upstairs in the cabinet of Wuyingdian, several girls were observing the situation outside through the window.

Now that the Wuying Hall is heavily guarded, it stands to reason that there will be no one here, unless these people can ignore the rules.

Obviously, Zhu Yunsheng, as a princess, has this ability.

When the emperor arrived at Kunning Palace just now, the emperor and queen checked her homework, and when they were satisfied, they gave her a holiday.

So Zhu Yunsheng slipped out of Kunning Palace and came to Wuying Hall with her attendants, just because she also wanted to join in the fun.

I only heard Zhen Qin ask, "Who was the one who was beaten?" My face is swollen as big as a footbasin! ”

"Those Hu people don't know etiquette, and they dare to offend my fourth brother, and the thirteenth brother should beat them!"

It was Zhu Yunsheng who spoke, obviously they had been here for a while, otherwise they would not have known about offending the prince.

Fortunately, Qiqige didn't come over, otherwise she would have lost control on the spot when she saw her brother being beaten.

This time, Zhu Yunsheng only brought Zhen Qin and Baochai, and asked Yang Jingting and Qi Qige to "stay" in Kunning Palace so that they could pass on news to her at any time.

"The banquet of Wuying Hall was originally to envelop all countries, and the Thirteenth Master made such a fuss...... I'm afraid I'll have to be punished again! ”

said so, but Baochai felt even more afraid of his family.

Even the envoys were beaten like this, and his brother was not cut down with a knife at the beginning, but it was really this lord who was merciful.

Not only Baochai thinks so, but Zhu Jinghong also feels that he is too kind-hearted at the moment.

After all, Emperor Jing more than a thousand years ago, but he stoned his brother to death in public with a chessboard, 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 was more suitable for him.

"Alright...... Almost, help people down to rest, sleep for a few days, and the disease will be cured! ”

Zhu Jinghong's voice fell, but he heard Zhang Lin ask, "Thirteenth master...... What if it still doesn't get better? ”

Looking at Na Risong with cold eyes, Zhu Jinghong said calmly: "Then you have to increase the amount of medicine until it is cured...... You must not compromise with your illness! ”

These words also mean something, to which Na Risong responded: "What the Thirteenth Master said is extremely true, and the foreign minister also thinks that it should be so!" ”

(End of chapter)