Not long after Zhu Houzhao dispersed, British Duke Zhang Mao took Zhang Lun to see Zhu Houzhao, and Zhu Houzhao announced that they would come in.

"Your Majesty, the old minister will lead Zhang Lun to apologize to you!" Zhang Mao gave a big gift as soon as he saw Zhu Houzhao, and Zhang Lun also gave a gift.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but ask, "What crime do you want?"

"Zhang Lun was young and hit the envoy, almost causing a disaster for the Ming Dynasty!" Zhang Mao replied.

"Zhang Lun is not guilty, but he is wrong," Zhu Houzhao asked Zhang Lun as he said, "Zhang Lun, do you know what mistake you made."

Zhang Lun naturally didn't know that he was arrested by the city censor Chang Zhengyi and quickly released him. After all, Chang Zhengyi did not dare to really arrest them and went to prison, but Zhang Lun still informed the British Duke Zhang Mao.

British Duke Zhang Mao knew that tribute to foreign vassals was not a trivial matter, and not to mention that the little prince was the one who was the little prince, so he had to hurry to bring his grandson to apologize. It was also a matter of inquiries to see if Emperor Zhu Houzhao really blamed his grandson in order to appease the little prince's envoy.

"Please make it clear to you," Zhang Lun could only reply in this way.

"You are wrong because of the blood of the generals! A barbarian dared to whip my Daming people at will in my Ming territory. Why didn't you kill him directly on the spot after you as a general? You also let him be arrogant in my court and put yourself in prison! It's not embarrassing! Do you really think I will execute you for the sake of a barbarian? Just like a coward! How dare I expect someone like you to protect my Daming and my Daming people!"

Zhu Houzhao scolded loudly.

Zhang Lun didn't expect that he was scolded by a veil, but because he was unable to act arrogantly, he couldn't help but explain:

"Your Majesty, I am not a coward! If the one with the surname Chang had not brought out my eldest father, I would have killed him long ago!"

"Don't explain! Get back to me! I feel ashamed of your ancestors when I see such cowards as you!"

Zhu Houzhao said, then waved her sleeves away.

Zhang Lun couldn't help but stand up and wanted to explain it again. His muscles and bones suddenly arose, and he wanted to kill Urus Borot now, but at this time, Zhang Mao still grabbed Zhang Lun:

"Missing child, Your Majesty is so excited after such a stir! Even if you kill Urus Borot now, it doesn't make sense. Do you really understand what Your Majesty mean? He is telling us that Your Majesty intends to revitalize the military affairs of the Ming Dynasty and does not want us nobles to be as weak as civil officials. Your Majesty wants to value our nobles and let us continue to open up territory for the Ming Dynasty. Go back and learn martial arts well, which will be of great use in the future!"

After Zhang Mao said this, Zhang Lun felt a little calmer, but Zhu Houzhao's words about being a coward and being a coward were still pricked in his heart like a thorn, making him think of Zhu Houzhao's words scolded him just as soon as he closed his eyes. He immediately wanted to kill a few Tartars immediately to show that he was not a coward and coward.

Zhu Houzhao knew that the Ming Dynasty had developed to the present. In the context of the great era of respecting culture and suppressing martial arts, many military officials and nobles had lost their blood. They were first-class in engaging in internal struggles and embezzling the interests of the people. However, when they really led troops to fight and treated foreign enemies, they were no longer as brave as they were, otherwise they would not have been suppressed by civil officials. Even when the Ming Dynasty was destroyed in history, they surrendered in a row, and their cowardice was not inferior to civil officials.

Now Zhu Houzhao wants to inspire the blood in these people in various ways, so as not to let these nobles forget what their mission is.

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Because Zhu Houzhao's attitude towards the outside world was strong, the ministers below also began to change their attitude.

Although Urus Borot was beaten, he still had to continue to fulfill his mission of coming to the Ming Dynasty to pay tribute. Therefore, when the Taipu Temple Minister Zhai Ming sent someone to the Huitong Hall to summon him, he still had to obediently come to Taipu Temple.

"Jinon Urus Borot, the noble country said to offer three thousand good horses, but you gave three hundred bad horses. What do you mean? Do you want to deceive me in the Ming Dynasty, or are these three hundred bad horses just the beasts you brought to sell! Haven't your tribute horses brought to you?"

Zhai Ming, the minister of Taipu Temple, asked.

"This is three thousand good horses!" Urusborot replied directly.

"It seems that you are not sincere. I will report your behavior of deceiving me as a Ming Dynasty! In addition, you are now guilty of deceiving Your Majesty! You are not allowed to leave the capital without authorization! I will detain you for the Wenwen Cabinet and the Ministry of Justice! Then your Majesty will judge you!"

After Zhai Ming finished speaking, he asked Urus Borot to leave by himself and no longer took the initiative to send him off.

Urus Borot became more and more angry. He did not expect that he would come to pay tribute. Not only was he bullied by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but even a Ming official dared to bully him. Now he wanted to return to the Tatars immediately, inform the little prince of the matter, and then lead tens of thousands of cavalry to conquer the Ming Dynasty.

But he couldn't leave now, and he still had the possibility of being detained and being tried.

In response to this, Urus Borot became more and more depressed the more he thought about it. What made him even more depressed was that the officials of the Ministry of Rites no longer like him, and even did not mention the reward and return gift.

Urus Borot began to regret following the orders of his father Khan to go to the Ming Dynasty. He found that it was impossible to get any benefits when he came to the Ming Dynasty to pay tribute, and there was no cost-effectiveness to directly rob.

Urus Borot can only drink in the Huitong Hall now. He couldn't help but remember his experience of killing Han people at will. He hated the feeling of being controlled by the Han people and being confined to the Huitong Hall. Therefore, he took advantage of the alcohol to leave the Huitong Hall.

Seeing this, the officials of the Huitong Pavilion came to stop him: "Mr. Jinnong! If you have to the court, you must not leave this place without authorization!"

"Get out of the way! You lowly Han people want to stop me, believe it or not, I will kill you directly! Do you know how many Han people I have killed you? I dare to stop me and seek death!"

Urus Borot scolded him with a little drunkenness, and the officials below were also instinctively afraid of Urus Borot. After all, Urus Borot is tall and strong.

Therefore, Urus Borot left Huitong Hall and came to Wuman City. He wandered around and saw a house breaking in. Seeing this, the head of the house hurriedly shouted: "What do you want to do!"

Urus Borot snorted and pushed away the owner of the house. Urus Borot, who had always been good at robbing houses, broke into the inner courtyard of the house. He saw a young woman cooking in the kitchen and walked over with a drooling smile, and immediately threw the young woman to the ground.

The head of the house saw that his wife was about to be insulted, so he hurried over and stopped Urus Borot: "This hero! No matter which tribe you are from the Tatar, you must not insult my wife, otherwise I will report to the official!"

"The lowly Han people! Let me die!"

Urus Borot picked up a kitchen knife and slashed at the owner of the family. The owner was killed on the spot!
Chapter completed!