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

Chapter 390 Attacking the Heart
"I'll go and explain it to them in person." Zhu Houxuan said after a moment of hesitation.

"Your Highness, you can't do this!" Everyone around said subconsciously. They were all shocked by Zhu Houxuan's action.

"Your Highness, how can you risk your life if it costs you so much?"

"Can't so many people protect me?" Zhu Houxuan asked directly.

"I can protect Your Highness, but we are always afraid of accidents, so it is better to be cautious." Chen Hong said quickly.

"Don't worry too much. I will go to give a lecture in disguise. They don't know my identity and they will definitely not think of attacking me," Zhu Houxuan continued.

They had been observing secretly without being noticed by the Mongolian captives.

The servants discussed it for a while, and finally agreed reluctantly.

Zhu Houxuan quickly changed into ordinary clothes. Except for being taller, he looked exactly like the other gentlemen who went to give lectures.

He walked leisurely to the stage in front of a group of Mongolian prisoners. Many guards had quietly appeared behind the stage.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Zhu Houxuan shouted a few words in Mongolian.

His Mongolian is not very standard. He remembers the pronunciation clearly, but he does not practice it often, so he cannot skillfully mobilize his oral muscles to pronounce.
The Mongolian captives who heard his Mongolian language looked at him with ridicule.
Zhu Houxuan estimated that these Mongolians heard his Mongolian pronunciation just like the Chinese in later generations heard the Japanese say "There is an old Chinese saying that he who knows the times is a hero."

"I don't want to give you a lecture today. I just want to chat with you. Is there anyone willing to chat with me?" Zhu Houxuan shouted at the Mongolian prisoners in the audience.

Although Zhu Houxun's behavior made the Mongolian captives curious, no one was willing to come forward and chat with him.

"Chat with me for a while and I will reward him with a pot of wine." Zhu Houxun continued, and then he took out a pot of wine and shook it in front of the Mongolian prisoner, and deliberately spilled some of it.

The alluring aroma of wine instantly spread to everyone's nose along with the breeze.
The Mongolian prisoners instantly became agitated. There was no Mongolian who didn't like drinking, but wine was too precious on the grassland. Many people could hardly drink it on normal days, let alone in this prisoner-of-war camp.

The pot of wine that Zhu Houxun had was a distilled liquor with a very strong aroma, which aroused everyone's appetite.

"I!"

"I'll talk to you!"

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The Mongolian captives responded immediately, which made Zhu Houxuan's guards nervous.
"You, yes, it's you." Zhu Houxuan quickly picked out a person. The person walked onto the stage in surprise. Zhu Houxuan chose this person because he just saw the person being bullied while eating.
"Don't worry, everyone else. I'm going to talk to a lot of people today," Zhu Houxuan shouted to the Mongolian captives.

Zhu Houxuan's series of actions have completely aroused the curiosity of the people present. They all want to see what Zhu Houxuan is up to.

"What's your name?" Zhu Houxuan asked.

"You just ask such a simple question?" The Mongolian looked at Zhu Houxuan with a ferocious look.

Zhu Houxuan didn't say anything, just glanced at the pot of wine.

"You can call me Bawen." Bawen also looked at the pot of wine, swallowed his saliva and said.

"Who are the relatives at home now?" Zhu Houxuan asked gently.

"There are some at home." Zhu Houxuan's gentle voice made Ba Wen relax a lot and become more cooperative.

Within 5 minutes, Ba Wen burst into tears under Zhu Houxuan's series of questions.
In fact, it is not that Zhu Houxuan is so good at controlling people's hearts, but that people of this era have experienced too much suffering. As long as you open his heart and give him an atmosphere and opportunity to talk, he will pour out the pain in his heart.
The Mongolian captives in the audience were a little nonchalant at first, but as Bawen spoke, the audience became silent and many people's eyes turned red.
They all saw their own shadows in Bawen's story.
Especially when Bawen talked about his grandfather's story, Bawen's grandfather was in a white disaster (snowstorm). Because there was no food at home, his grandfather took off his fur coat while his family was asleep, because that fur coat was one of the few valuable things in Bawen's family. Then he walked into the snow naked. It was not until the spring of the following year when the snow melted that Bawen found his grandfather's body. At that time, it had been eaten by wolves and Bawen recognized his grandfather only by the wolf tooth necklace left behind.
The story of Bawen made many Mongolian captives feel deeply involved. They all experienced the white plague while growing up. Without sufficient reserves, the first to be abandoned were the lives of the elderly, followed by women and children.
This is the law of survival on the grassland.

Several families gathered together to resist the cold winter. The young and strong were in the innermost circle, followed by women and children, and the old and weak were in the outermost circle.
The survival rules of the grassland are so cruel that without the young and strong, the old and weak cannot survive.
Although this is the law of survival on the grassland, people are all made of flesh and blood, and no one can ignore the pain caused by such things.
Bawen tearfully told how he could not pay the tax to the tribal leader and had to sell his youngest sister to pay the tax because he was too poor. His childhood sweetheart was married to someone else by her family.
These stories resonated with many Mongolian captives.
When Ba Wen calmed down a little, Zhu Houxuan asked mercilessly: "Why are you so poor? Why can't you store enough food for your family before winter? Are you lazy and slacking off all day long?"

Zhu Houxuan's words made Ba Wen explode directly. He angrily defended himself: "How could I be lazy? How could I be lazy and eat nothing? I work hard every day. I get up before dawn to herd the sheep, look for livestock until late at night, sleep in the barn at night to prevent wolves from stealing sheep, and go hunting in the heavy snow in winter."

Zhu Houxuan waited patiently for Ba Wen to finish, then looked at the Mongolian captives in the audience and asked loudly: "Is what Ba Wen said true?"

"It's true! Bawen is very hardworking."

"It's true. Bawen and I are from the same tribe."

The people in the audience responded to Zhu Houxuan in a chaotic manner.

"Why is Ba Wen so poor even though he is so hardworking and capable? Why is the fate of his family so miserable?" Zhu Houxuan asked loudly.

The stage and the audience fell into a dead silence, and none of them knew the answer.
Zhu Houxuan's entourage relaxed a lot when they saw that Zhu Houxuan had taken control of the situation so quickly, while those who could speak Mongolian at the scene fell into deep thought. They were all thinking about Zhu Houxuan's problem.
"Then do you know why?" There was a sudden shout from the audience.

(End of this chapter)