Daming Super Daddy

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Watanabe Kirito must take this dog's leg as a good one, and he spoke very positively, but his body took a few steps back in a very honest manner.

"Hachi, Watanabe, why are you backing away?" Ashikaga Mitsuru was not stupid, he also backed up, only to find that Watanabe was going back faster than him.

"Your Excellency..." Watanabe Kirito wanted to speak, but his face was a little ugly.

When the chief and deputy leaders of the two Japanese missions were staring at each other, the soldiers of the palace outside fought with seventy or so Japanese warriors.

As I said before, these personal guards of the palace are all the best of the best of the guards, each of them is very skilled, and it is not difficult at all to deal with a mere seventy or so Japanese warriors.

Jingle, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping…

After a series of fights, the seventy or so Japanese fifty were quickly knocked down.

Of course, after all, it is the time of the country, and these warriors are unlikely to die, but missing arms, broken legs, bloody wounds, are inevitable.

"My lord, those Japanese have all been dealt with!" In just a cup of tea, Han Qingshan trotted back to Zhu Song's side after the samurai lying on the ground bled all over the ground.

"Okay, come in with me!" Zhu Song stepped forward and entered the post.

Ashikaga Mikan and Watanabe Kirito, the master and servant, were escorted by several guards of the Han Palace and knelt on the ground, looking at Zhu Song with their heads tilted, feeling a bit stubborn.

"Yo, you're all kneeling." Zhu Song looked down at the two of them and said, "Can you answer the question just now?"

Ashikaga Mitsuru gritted his teeth and said: "You have caused trouble, you have caused great trouble! The king of Japan Ashikaga Yoshimitsu is my real brother..."

"Brother..." Zhu Song slapped Ashikaga with a big mouth, "Open your dog eyes and see, who is this king!"

"Ben, this king..." Before Ashikaga Mikun could speak, Watanabe Kirito said tremblingly: "You, you are the king of Han! I, I..."

"Just know!" Zhu Song clapped his hands and said, "It's too late for you to say anything now, Qingshan, go to the back and see if that girl is inside."

"My lord..." Not long after, Han Qingshan ran back with a little girl in his arms.

"Little girl, do you still recognize this king?" Zhu Song turned his head to look at Li Zhenxi, whose cheeks were red and swollen, his eyes were crying like peaches, and even his clothes were a little messy, and asked.

The little girl was like a child who made a mistake, timidly, she lowered her head and dared not look at Zhu Song.

Zhu Song's face turned cold, and he said, "Raise your head and look at me."

Li Zhenxi trembled all over, and then slowly raised her head, but the expression on her face was very wronged.

"Hmph, this king kindly saved you, provided you with food and lodging, and never drove you out of the mansion. Fortunately, you stole my jade pendant and escaped from the mansion privately." Zhu Song said with a straight face, "How can you You know, in order to find you, this king has mobilized thousands of people and searched almost the entire city of Nanjing!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Li Zhenxi's voice was a little hoarse, coupled with that expression that was about to cry, Zhu Song's heart suddenly couldn't be hardened.

"Forget it, forget it!" Zhu Song waved his hands and said, "Go home!"

"My lord, what about these two people?" Han Qingshan said.

"Which hand hit Zhenxi, which hand will break him!" Zhu Song left such a sentence, took the little girl's hand and walked towards the outside of the posthouse.

"what!"

As soon as Zhu Song stepped out of the post, Ashikaga's screams came out.

The little girl shivered for a moment, then turned her head to look at Zhu Song, and suddenly there was a trace of warmth in her eyes.

……

In Prince Han's Mansion, Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun had already been waiting in the Spring Festival Gala, and the two little guys, Zhu Huixun and Zhu Zhanji, were running around anxiously.

"Oh, why did Miss Sister leave?" Zhu Huixun shook his head, and fell to the ground very quickly with his short legs.

"Yes!" Zhu Zhanji followed Zhu Huixun's buttocks, and kept thinking, "Did Uncle Song make some unreasonable demands on Miss Sister...ah!"

Having said that, Zhu Zhanji suddenly felt a pain in his head, and then his whole body was lifted up.

"Can you stop thinking of uncle so dirty?" Zhu Song, who had just returned to the palace, carried Zhu Zhanji and threw him on a chair.

"Husband, you are back!" Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun asked Zhu Song together: "Have you found Zhenxi?"

Zhu Song didn't speak, just pointed in the direction of the gate.

The two looked at Zhu Song's fingers, and the little girl Li Zhenxi walked in almost step by step with her head lowered.

"Zhenxi!" Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Regardless of how few people have only been together for a few days, Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun still like this well-behaved and cute little girl very much.

After all, it is still very interesting to play with a little foreign beauty every day.

"Sister Miao, Sister Jun, I'm sorry." Li Zhenxi didn't dare to look at the two of them, with an apology in his voice.

"There's nothing I'm sorry about!" Xu Miaojin smiled softly, stepped forward and gently took Li Zhenxi's little hand, and said, "It's good that you can come back! Uh, your face..."

"It was hit by Ashikaga Mitsukane." Zhu Song took a sip of tea and said, "But don't worry, that guy won't be able to jump for a few days."

"Ok!"

Xu Miaojin nodded slightly, she understood that there were some things that she could not participate in, and that Ashikaga Mitsukane was not an ordinary person, was he? (To be continued.)

Chapter 249 The Divine Weapon Competition

The palace, the warm pavilion.

Standing in front of Zhu Di, Zhang Fu reported to Zhu Di what happened today.

In fact, when Zhu Song took the guards out of the Han Palace, a briefing was sent to Zhu Di's dragon case.

After that, all the actions of Zhu Song and the others were presented to Zhu Di by Jin Yiwei in the form of words.

"You mean, you brought people to make a big fuss at the Japanese National Post?" Zhu Di tapped on the dragon case lightly, and said, "Just for a little girl?"

Zhang Fu nodded and said, "Yes."

"What's the history of that little girl?"

Zhu Di didn't respond to the fact that Zhu Song had overthrown the Japanese mission. After all, the arrogant attitude in the Japanese letter made him extremely annoyed. Brother Song, who was calm in dealing with things, did such a thing.

"This humble minister has also been found." Zhang Fu said: "This woman's name is Li Zhenxi, she is the younger sister of King Li Fangyuan of the Joseon Dynasty, but why she appeared in our Daming, the humble minister has not yet found out."

"Li Fangyuan!" Zhu Di narrowed his eyes, and the speed of his finger tapping on the dragon case seemed to be a little faster.

Zhu Di still remembered Li Fangyuan, he was the third king of the Joseon Dynasty and the first king of the Joseon Dynasty.

A few days ago, Li Fangyuan also sent officials to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty. As the first vassal state to show such respect, Zhu Di specially rewarded Li Fangyuan, bestowing gold seals, imperial orders, mianfu, nine chapters, Guiyu, Peiyu, etc. , Thoroughly clarified North Korea's status as a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Zhu Di stopped what he was doing and said, "Does Brother Song know?"