I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 102 Zhu Houzhao was made to cry

Zhu Houzhao felt relieved after making this decision. He continued firmly, "I can't keep these two properties. Not only that, I will also get the profits that were distributed to the Ministry of Revenue back for my brother!"

"This property was built up by my younger brother with great effort. Your Majesty cannot take it!" Zhu Houzhao said affectionately.

Everyone present was familiar with Zhu Houzhao’s personality, and they all understood what was going on - Zhu Houzhao’s arrogance was coming back again!

Don't think you sound so resolute now. Once this momentum has passed, you may regret it terribly.

When Zhu Houxuan heard this, he immediately perked up. Isn't this another chance to show off?

His face became solemn, and he looked at Zhu Houzhao seriously and said in a sonorous tone: "Brother, you must accept these two properties!"

Zhu Houzhao was stunned by Zhu Houxun's appearance and looked at him stupidly. It had been a long time since anyone spoke to him in such a commanding tone.
He was speechless for a moment.
Zhu Houxuan smiled and said gently, "Brother, do you think my younger brother is someone who would be short of money?"

The people present couldn't help but shake their heads when they thought of Zhu Houxuan's business methods.

"To me, money, when it reaches a certain level, is just a string of numbers." Zhu Houxuan said lightly. When he said this, Zhu Houxuan felt extremely comfortable in his heart. After two lifetimes, he finally had the chance to say such a pretentious sentence.

The people present were also shocked beyond words, but they all felt that what he said made sense, and they all felt that Zhu Houxuan's realm was very high.
Zhu Houxuan's performance continues.
He lowered his voice and said softly, "I have never lacked money since I was born. I have lived a life of luxury, never suffered, never endured hardship, and enjoyed all the splendor and wealth. In theory, I should not have any worries."

"But there is one thing that has been stuck in my throat like a thorn, making me lose my appetite and unable to sleep!" Zhu Houxuan's voice became increasingly low.

"Mongols!" Zhu Houxuan's voice suddenly rose.

"How lowly they were during the time of Taizu and Taizong. We captured so many Mongols, and they begged for mercy from us. Any Ming person could kick them to the ground and step on their spines and say to the children of the Ming Dynasty..." Zhu Houxuan paused suddenly and looked straight at Zhu Houzhao.

The moods of the people present also fluctuated with Zhu Houxun's words, and Zhu Houzhao even felt the blood in his chest begin to burn.

"Look! This is the slave!" Zhu Houxun said in an extremely sonorous voice, so loud that the paper pasted on the windows was vibrating, and even the guards outside could hear it clearly.

Zhu Houzhao's heart was struck by this sentence, and incomparable pride filled his heart.
"And now?" Zhu Houxuan made another turn, his voice lowered again, "How many Ming people are abducted by the Mongols every year. Now it is the Mongols who say this. They kick the abducted Ming people to the ground, step on their spines and say to the children on the grassland..."

Zhu Houzhao felt as if his throat was being strangled, and the pride in his heart disappeared. He knew what Zhu Houxuan was going to say next, and he didn't want to listen but had to.
"Look!" Zhu Houxuan said slowly, his voice was low and even a little hoarse, "This - is - a - slave!" He spoke word by word, gritting his teeth.

"Hannu!"

"Ming Guo slave!" Zhu Houxuan roared. These two names hit Zhu Houzhao's chest like two heavy hammers. He felt that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing.
"I am also a descendant of Taizu and Taizong. Their heroic blood flows in my body." Zhu Houxun's voice suddenly calmed down. "How can I turn a blind eye to this? How can I continue to enjoy my life of wealth and splendor?"

These two rhetorical questions Zhu Houxuan asked were full of deep feelings.
"If my brother and I die in the future and go to the underworld to meet Taizu and Taizong, and they ask us why the Mongols were able to shit and piss on us again after only a few decades, how should we answer?" Zhu Houxuan's voice was extremely calm, but everyone could feel the power contained in this calmness.

Zhu Houzhao felt as if his heart was grabbed by a big hand, and it was extremely painful.
Zhu Houxuan continued to speak. He smiled bitterly and said in a helpless tone: "I will probably kneel beside my brother, speechless, and then slap myself left and right. Left, right, left, and right."

"Left. Right."

As he spoke, Zhu Houxuan slapped himself hard, and the sound of "slap" could be heard clearly in the room. His cheeks soon turned red, and his eyes were red and filled with tears.
The slapping sounds seemed to hit Zhu Houzhao's face, making it burn.
He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Zhu Houxun, saying sadly: "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

Zhu Houxuan also knelt down, held the account book in front of him, and said sadly: "Brother, accept it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tears that had been suppressed in his eyes for a long time burst out like a flood.
Zhu Houzhao took the account book with both hands very solemnly and put it carefully on the table beside him. His eyes were filled with tears without knowing when.
"Brother!" Zhu Houzhao grabbed Zhu Houxuan's shoulders tightly with both hands.

"Brother!" Zhu Houxun looked up at Zhu Houzhao and said.

"younger brother!"

"elder brother!"

The two looked at each other and shouted even louder.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and could see the excitement in each other's eyes. They paused for a moment, and then suddenly hugged each other.
"Good brother!"

"elder brother!"

The two of them hugged each other and cried bitterly.
This scene shocked Zhang Yong and Qian Ning beyond measure. Both of them were dumbfounded. They had never encountered such a situation before.
Finally, Zhang Yongxian pulled himself out of his shock and didn't bother the two people who were crying. He knew that they both needed to vent. He looked at Zhu Houxuan and nodded with satisfaction.
Then it was Qian Ning who recovered from his shock. After waking up, Qian Ning felt a little scared and regretted that he had just instigated the relationship between Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Houxuan. Zhu Houzhao would definitely blame him.
He looked at Zhu Houxuan's figure and suddenly felt a lot of fear in his heart.
King Jing is really too scary. His style of doing things is hard to figure out, and his ability to mobilize emotions is too strong.
What frightened him even more was the King of Jing's ability to give a gift worth one point with a tenfold effect.
It was like this last time, and it’s like this this time too!

He really learned a lot. There are so many ways to give a gift...

This King of Jing is really not to be trifled with!
I didn't expect to be in such a good state before going to bed! I wrote 4000 words in one breath with full emotions. I felt so good writing these 4000 words, so I will post them directly.

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