What happened?
Yue Tuo reached out and touched his head, only to find that his hand was wet.
"This...this is impossible!"
He looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"There were just a few clouds a moment ago, how did it start raining?"
People around looked on curiously.
What are you talking about?
"Where is it raining?"
Yue Tuo was stunned: "You didn't feel it?"
However, he quickly realized that the Manchu hairstyle was unique, with the front half of their heads bald.
So even a little rain is enough for them to be the first to spot it.
But after he said that, the others finally realized it too.
"It actually rained!"
Many people exclaimed in surprise.
Not far away, the Mongol envoy's eyes were also filled with disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
"Could it be that this Emperor of the Ming Dynasty truly has the protection of the Eternal Heaven? But... but I am clearly a descendant of the Golden Family!"
Upon hearing the envoy's words, the Mongol beside him was startled.
She quickly grabbed him: "This is the Ming Dynasty, you can't say things like that!"
The envoy then realized what was happening and quickly stopped talking.
Fortunately, the people around him were also in shock and didn't notice what he said.
On the high platform in the distance, the foreigners also stood up.
"This means... that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty foresaw that it would rain today?"
These missionaries were noticeably more rational.
But soon, Johann Adam Schall von Bell shook his head.
“I lived in the Ming Dynasty for many years and I know that the Han people have the ability to predict the weather by observing the clouds.”
"But no matter what, they can only predict whether it will rain today, but they can't predict the exact time!"
He pointed to Zhu Youjian in the distance.
"But the Ming emperor had just given the order to fire when raindrops began to fall from the sky. How could this have been predicted in advance?"
Upon hearing this, the other priests also stopped talking.
When they looked at Zhu Youjian again, a hint of caution appeared in their eyes.
"Could there really be some deity behind this emperor?"
"No, that's impossible. There can only be one God in the world... But what's going on?"
Sensing the fear of the envoys from all directions, Zhu Youjian felt a sense of triumph.
I almost burst out laughing.
He turned his head and looked at the Ming Dynasty officials not far away, a smile appearing on his face.
"Hehe, from today onwards, I'm afraid they won't dare to openly oppose anything I want to do!"
Zhu Youjian waved his sleeve, signaling the prepared Imperial Guards to bring out umbrellas to prevent the ministers from getting soaked.
This time, he didn't intend to let all the officials of the Ming Dynasty fall ill.
"Guards, prepare the carriage and return to the palace."
"Furthermore, I will have all the envoys from the outer vassal states return with me."
"I must summon them immediately before this heavy rain stops."
Zhu Youjian led his men back to the palace.
The rain was getting heavier, but the people on both sides of the road were reluctant to leave.
They dared not cheer loudly, but could only whisper among themselves.
"Our emperor really does seem to have some divine mandate on him!"
"Hey, have you heard? When His Majesty was born, the sky was filled with rosy clouds."
"I think I've heard about this before..."
"Hey, what you've heard is all fake, what I'm saying is true."
"Let me tell you, my uncle's nephew's neighbor's wife was working in the palace back then, and she said..."
As the public discussed the matter, Zhu Youjian's background became increasingly outlandish.
Before he even returned to the palace, some people were already saying that strange phenomena had occurred throughout the capital when Zhu Youjian was born.
The Imperial Guards, mingling among the crowd, began to have their own doubts when they heard these things.
"Huh? Were these phenomena present at that time?"
But when they looked up, they dared not question it anymore.
"Anyway, our emperor is indeed quite capable, so we dare not speak recklessly again."
After Zhu Youjian returned to the palace, he summoned the envoys from various vassal states to the hall.
He then directly named Yue Tuo.
Where are the Jurchen envoys?
Directly referring to the Jurchens by their name was already a slap in the face to Yue Tuo.
Yue Tuo felt a surge of anger, but he was also unsure of Zhu Youjian's tactics.
So he could only swallow his anger and say, "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty, we are envoys from the Later Jin Dynasty."
"If you're looking for the Jurchens, you've come to the wrong person!"
Zhu Youjian sneered, "Heh, what is the Later Jin anyway?"
"How come I've never heard of this before?"
The emperor started the conversation, and immediately someone stepped forward to continue.
Zhou Yanru quickly said, "Your Majesty is right. The name 'Later Jin' sounds very unusual!"
"It's like a joke!"
Upon hearing this, Yue Tuo gave a bitter smile.
In fact, he knew that the name "Later Jin" was indeed wrong.
Although there were Western Zhou, Eastern Zhou, Former Han and Later Han dynasties in history, they never used geographical terms in their official names or the way they referred to themselves.
That is, the Great Zhou and the Great Han.
The name of the Later Jin dynasty is really a bit of a joke.
It was purely because Nurhaci lacked cultural literacy back then; he insisted on associating himself with the Jurchens and considered himself a descendant of the Jin dynasty.
That's why they called themselves Later Jin.
Yue Tuo gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, if His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty says that, then he is looking down on us Manchus too much!"
"Our Manchus have a million armored soldiers, and we once defeated the Ming Dynasty at Sarhu."
"If my Manchuria is a joke, then what is your Ming Dynasty?"
Although he was still verbally threatening, he backed down and referred to himself as Manchuria.
Manchuria sounds like a place name, but it is actually an ethnic name.
Zhu Youjian sneered inwardly after hearing what he said.
"Hehe, luckily I often chat with Master Gao, so I know how to deal with him!"
He said calmly, "The Battle of Sarhu was only possible because our Ming Dynasty had treacherous officials, which gave you the opportunity to seize it."
"Hehe, I had always planned to strengthen our military and prepare to avenge our previous defeat."
"Now that you've put it that way, I may just make up my mind."
Upon hearing this, Yue Tuo felt a pang of regret.
"I just wanted to save face, why did the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty take it so seriously?"
"Huang Taiji has only been dead for a short time, and things are not yet stable in Manchuria."
"If the Ming Dynasty were to attack now, that would be extremely bad!"
He quickly said, "Manchuria has always loved peace and is unwilling to easily start a war with others."
"But if your Ming Dynasty insists on courting death, then my Manchuria is absolutely not afraid of you!"
"By the time my Manchu army reaches your capital, it will be too late for you to beg for mercy!"
Yue Tuo believed that his words were reasonable and well-founded.
Not only did he refute Zhu Youjian's words, but he also managed to save face.
However, in the eyes of other Ming officials and envoys, Yue Tuo had already shown his weakness.
"Hehe, if the Jurchens were truly confident, how could they say such things?"
"It seems Yue Tuo is truly frightened!"
"Isn't this just being stubborn and refusing to admit it?"
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