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Under the strong pressure from Shang Minglong and the other four, Hosokawa Masamoto, who had been in a state of suffocation, was finally on the verge of collapse, tearing his hair and shouting at the top of his lungs.

Baka! This big idiot!

"Shut up!"

Hosokawa Ono was extremely angry. The enemy was strong and he was weak, yet he dared to provoke him. His brain was almost stuck in the door. He shouted angrily and slapped him to silence him.

Immediately, he stared at the few people and clasped his fists, saying, "Gentlemen, I am the steward of the Japanese Daimyo Hosokawa Katsumoto. This is the Daimyo's only son, Hosokawa Masamoto. Please forgive me if I have offended your master."

In preparation for this mission, he spent a long time studying the language and etiquette of the Ming Dynasty in Japan. He knew that the Chinese people valued courtesy before force.

These words are a courtesy.

At the end, Hosokawa Ono paused and said gloomily, "If you, my Excellencies, are determined not to back down, then you must consider whether you can afford to offend the most powerful Daimyo Hosokawa in Japan."

“Puchi…hahahaha…this guy is so funny…”

"Hahaha……"

The youngest, Ryuzo, is frivolous by nature. He had been amused by Hosokawa Masamoto's foolish behavior of competing with his father. Now this old servant jumped out and brought up the legendary name of Japan, which was really scary.

When Long San laughed, Long Yi, Long Er and Shang Ming, who had already been unable to hold back their laughter, also covered their mouths to hold back their laughter.

Hmm? Are they showing disrespect to Lord Hosokawa?

Hosokawa Ono couldn't help but get angry. The man he admired the most was actually being ridiculed by a few Ming Dynasty servants.

However, the situation is stronger than people at this time, no matter how angry you are, you have to endure it!

Hosokawa Ono spoke in a gloomy voice, "Hosokawa Daimyo controls half of Japan, commanding nearly 20 elite troops. He is well-equipped and well-equipped. Even in the Celestial Empire, I don't think many powerful people would be willing to make enemies with Hosokawa Daimyo. You should think about this."

Oh? He controls half of Japan, commands an army of nearly 20, and his name is Hosokawa Katsumoto?

"It seems right..."

Zhu Moye, who had been silent for a long time, connected a series of key words in his mind and finally came to a conclusion.

At this time, the island nation of Japan should have been in the Muromachi period. The shogunate's governor, Hosokawa Katsumoto, was the largest warlord in Japan at that time. He had an army of 17 and occupied most of the island nation, competing with the daimyo of the Yamana clan for power.

If I calculate the time I was living in, it was the period when Hosokawa Katsumoto and the Yamana clan were fighting to the death.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in every battle. Knowing who the people in front of you are and what their situation is, their purpose of coming to China becomes quite clear.

After figuring it all out, Zhu Moye's mind worked at high speed. The next second, a flash of inspiration came to him and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Another plan came to mind.

At that moment, he deliberately showed a disdainful expression and sneered: "Competing with fathers? You are not worthy! Shang Ming, tell him who I am!"

Shang Ming was slightly stunned when he heard this. Didn't they agree to keep a low profile? Why was he going to reveal his identity again?

He didn't think much about it. His duty was to obey. Besides, the prince never did business at a loss, so he had his reasons for revealing his identity.

Shang Ming had no doubts. He looked down at Hosokawa Ono from a high position, his nose in the air, and said in a domineering tone, "Open your dog ears and listen to us!"

Immediately, he pointed at Zhu Moye, his eyes flashing with enthusiasm, and said, "This is the crown prince of our Ming Dynasty."

"Zhu Youji!"

The sound was so loud that it spread over a thousand meters. Wherever the sound passed, there was dead silence. The next second, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Chapter 28 Volunteering to Eat Slop

"Holy crap! Am I dreaming? This young man is actually the crown prince of our Ming Dynasty?"

"Hiss, it hurts. It doesn't seem like I'm dreaming. I'm so lucky to see the Crown Prince punishing evil and promoting good in this lifetime. This is truly a blessing from my past life!"

"Tsk tsk, no wonder he's not afraid of the Japanese daimyo, it turns out he's the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, what's there to be afraid of!"

"Our Crown Prince is so close to the people and so strong-willed. If he becomes the future emperor, it will surely be a blessing for the entire world."

"Upstairs, the Jinyiwei are checking Yexiang!"

……

Wave after wave of sound continuously penetrated into Hosokawa Ono's ears, rising and falling like raging waves.

But Hosokawa Ono and Hosokawa Masato seemed to have lost their souls, and were not moved at all. They just stared at Zhu Moye blankly, without moving.

It's over, it's over!

I had originally planned to go to the capital tomorrow to pay homage to the current emperor, Emperor Chenghua, so that he would send troops to help the Hosokawa family win the battle for supremacy in Japan.

But unfortunately, this idiot Hosokawa Masamoto was so arrogant that he offended the crown prince of the time.

Ono-kun did not doubt the authenticity of Zhu Moye. In the Ming Dynasty, impersonating a royal family member was a capital crime of deceiving the emperor. No matter how courageous a person was, he would not dare to impersonate the prince in public.

Unless you think your life is too long!

Moreover, in the entire Ming Dynasty, the only people who could easily hire so many experts as bodyguards were those in the imperial palace.

The young man in front of him was calm and his eyes were like an ancient well.

He didn't even bother to glance at them. He was so high and mighty, like he was above the clouds. Even the Daimyo Hosokawa didn't take him seriously. The only person he could be was the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Hosokawa Ono broke out in a cold sweat.

If this time, because of the idiot Hosokawa Masamoto's failure to complete the task and offended the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, Daimyo Hosokawa would definitely skin them alive.

Hosokawa Ono's cunning eyes spun around, a plan coming to mind. He knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed three times, and said respectfully, "I, Hosokawa Ono, pay my respects to His Majesty the Crown Prince. I wish Your Majesty good health and happiness, and may He rule the world!"

"I have dared to offend you before, Your Highness, please forgive me!"

After a round of flattery and an apology, this shogunate steward is undoubtedly a shrewd person who has even learned the ways of being an official in the imperial court of the Celestial Empire.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Hosokawa Masamoto beside him still staring at Zhu Moye blankly, so he quickly pulled his sleeve.

Hosokawa Masamoto was unmoved by Ono-kun's pull and stood there blankly, as if he was stupid.

Before, he relied on the fact that his father was the most powerful daimyo in Japan and was complacent, arrogant and domineering, and did not take the people in front of him into consideration at all.

Even if he bowed his head temporarily, it was because he was forced by the situation. Sooner or later he would get revenge for the humiliation he suffered.

However, the bombshell just now exploded in his mind like a bomb, blasting away all the pride, revenge, and disdain.

After all this time, it turned out that he was just a clown in Zhu Moye's eyes. After several confrontations, he was completely humiliated like a toy.

The more Hosokawa Masamoto thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. The son of a daimyo who was treated like a star in Japan, unexpectedly played a complete clown in front of countless people when he arrived in Ming Dynasty.

A wave of depression gathered in his heart, and Hosokawa Masamoto felt that even breathing became a little difficult.

"puff!"

After a moment, he was filled with depression and anger, and a surge of blood rushed up his throat. He felt a sweetness in his throat, and a large amount of blood rained down towards the sky.

"Smart pills!"

Such a sudden change made Hosokawa Ono exclaim in surprise, but it was not right to stand, and it seemed not right to kneel either. In the moment of hesitation, Hosokawa Masato's body had already fallen to the ground with blood bubbles coming out of his mouth.

It would take at least a year or two for the blood to heal, and Hosokawa Masamoto, who had already suffered internal injuries, was on the verge of death.

"Your Highness, Master Congmingwan has offended you and has been punished by heaven. Please forgive him."

Zhu Moye turned his head and looked at Hosokawa Masamoto with pity. There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.

There must be a cause for every effect. If he hadn't acted recklessly and tyrannically, how could I have humiliated him and teased him to the point of vomiting dozens of ounces of blood?

Zhu Moxie didn't bother to pay attention to him. He walked straight to the noodle girl hiding in the corner and said with a smile: "Girl, are you okay?"

This girl, who was about 28 years old and looked pretty, was not a beauty, but she had a pitiful charm. No wonder Hosokawa Masamoto wanted to seize her.

The noodle-rolling girl timidly avoided Zhu Moye's gaze and whispered softly, "Your Highness... I... I'm fine... Are you hungry?"

It was the first time the little girl met the powerful royal family of the Ming Dynasty. She was a little confused and didn't know what to say. She started to promote herself unconsciously.

But she regretted it right after she said it. How could the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty eat such plain food?

"Okay, I'm a little tired after traveling all day. Five bowls of noodles, please."

Seeing the legendary Crown Prince smiling and directly ordering five bowls of noodles, the noodle girl was slightly stunned, and then she became extremely excited.

It’s not that she was fanciful and thought that the prince had taken a fancy to her, but that the noodle stall that the prince had visited would surely attract countless businesses in the future.

At that time, I won’t have to show up in public and suffer all kinds of grievances.

"Hmm... Your Highness, please wait a moment. I will do my best."

With that, the little girl ran off to work happily.

Zhu Moye sat down on the bench, turned his head to Shang Ming and the others, and shouted, "What are you standing there for? Fill your stomach first."

Shang Minglong and the other four then walked forward, sat on the stool, and asked softly, "Your Highness, are you going to leave them hanging like this?"

Zhu Moye took a sip of the coarse tea and shook his head. The tea outside the palace had a more rustic flavor and was more down-to-earth than the tea from the inner palace, but the taste was really far worse.

After a brief mental review, he casually said, "Shang Ming, you have to understand that now it's someone else who's begging me, not me begging him. Why are you so anxious?"

At the end of the sentence, his voice suddenly became louder: "Anyway, this prince's conditions are already laid out. If they want to kneel, then they can kneel."

These words reached the ears of the nearly unconscious Hosokawa Masamoto. His body trembled slightly, and his gaze shifted to the pile of red and white manure. A trace of struggle and madness flashed in his eyes. His teeth were grinding, and he uttered two words with difficulty:

"I eat……"

Ahem, is this a bit too harsh of a bully?

Chapter 29 Blackmailing the Japanese

Hosokawa Ono scratched his ears and looked at the idiot Hosokawa Masamoto in horror.

It seems that after this guy spit out a mouthful of blood, he really turned into a smart pill?

He actually knew how to endure humiliation!

Then, Hosokawa Ono's face twitched a few times again. This Ming prince was too persistent. He would not give up until they lost all their face.

For the victory of the Hosokawa family and the rise of the empire!

Smart pill, it all depends on you!

Looking at Masamoto Hosokawa dragging his wounded body like a dead dog, stumbling to the pile of manure, his eyes were filled with gloom.

He was obviously disheartened. If he really ate that disgusting thing underground, he would never be able to set foot in the Central Plains again in his life.

Hosokawa Ono closed his eyes unable to bear it. No matter how much he blamed him for his actions, he was still the one he raised after all.

"Please!"

Zhu Moye squatted on the bench leisurely, with a playful smile on his face, provoking him maliciously.

Hosokawa Masamoto, who had originally planned to sacrifice himself for his country, was shocked when he heard these two words.

The hesitation in his heart disappeared in an instant. His eyes became fierce and he suddenly lay on the ground like a dog, swallowing all the leftovers in big mouthfuls, like a wolfhound that had been hungry for ten days or half a month and would eat anything.

"Tsk tsk, the son of such a famous person actually likes to eat these things. He really has a strong taste, just like a dog."

Zhu Moye was amazed and clapped his hands repeatedly. This humiliation greatly satisfied his bad taste and he was extremely happy.

However, in the eyes of everyone who looked somewhat reluctant and pitying, Zhu Moye had a smile on his face, which was undoubtedly the smile of a devil.

Hosokawa Masamoto, who was concentrating on his meal and enjoying it, could no longer enter the self-hypnotic state of regarding slop as a delicacy after hearing Zhu Moye's words.

I felt a strange smell coming from my mouth, rushing straight to my brain.

Hosokawa Masamoto suddenly bent down, vomiting violently, tears streaming down his face.

"Wow, wow, ah..."

After vomiting half a bucket full of filth, with nothing left in his stomach, Masamoto Hosokawa lay straight on the ground, crying like a child.

In a short period of time, his pride and superiority were all destroyed.

He has completely broken down!

"Alas, men don't shed tears easily, only because they haven't reached the point of being heartbroken. This is an eternal truth, and the ancients were not deceiving me."

This scene was really disgusting. Even Zhu Moye, who often saw Bear Grylls devouring everything in the world, couldn't stand it anymore. He turned his head and sighed. In fact, he was happy to see it and was gloating.

Fortunately, the manure bucket was about 10 to 20 meters away from here, next to the city wall, so he couldn't smell any strange smell. Otherwise, he would have lost his appetite for noodles.

The noodle-rolling girl also stopped what she was doing and looked at Hosokawa Masamoto, who was crying heartbreakingly, from afar. For some reason, the anger she had just felt towards the guy disappeared completely, and she even felt a little pity for him.

Then he turned around and looked at Zhu Moye, thinking, this little prince is really cruel to outsiders... However, for us ordinary people, he will definitely be a good emperor in the future...

For a moment, she was mesmerized by Zhu Moye's angular, handsome face.