"Bring it up!" Zhu Yuanzhang ordered as everyone took their seats.
Soon a huge cage was carried to the middle of the crowd.
"Ouch!" Everyone present changed their expressions when they saw what was in the cage. Even the generals who had experienced hundreds of battles had a look of surprise on their faces at this moment.
This is a beautiful tiger.
In this era, tigers are actually quite common. Everyone present is basically capable of killing tigers, but this tiger is particularly unusual.
This tiger is nearly twice as tall and strong as an ordinary tiger. Although it is locked in a cage at this moment, its ferocious aura has almost solidified.
The generals naturally didn't care about this bit of power, but the civil servants on the other side were a little frightened, especially two of them who were so frightened that they almost sat down on the ground.
Zhu Yuanzhang approached the cage step by step and said, "You must have heard that our world has become different about a year ago."
"That's the rumored revival of spiritual energy!"
"Today we can tell you clearly that this is true."
While Zhu Yuanzhang was speaking, Zhu Biao stood aside and observed the civil and military officials present. Future honorable nobles found that the expressions on these people's faces were basically calm.
It was obvious that he was either a scheming person, or he had already gotten the news from elsewhere.
"This tiger was transported from Yunnan and Guizhou. It should have swallowed a heavenly material and earthly treasure, and turned into such a monster. It has been vicious and injured hundreds of people in the local area. We invited two heaven-level people from the Dragon Protection Division
It was only through the combined efforts of the ministers and the army of royal guards that he was able to capture him."
"Today the army has made a triumphant return, let's use it to drink wine for all the brothers."
Zhu Yuanzhang was already close to the cage at this moment. The tiger in the cage had stood up, arched its back and crouched its paws, obviously ready to pounce on food.
"Click!" Amidst the exclamations, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly opened the cage door without hesitation.
The tiger roared, jumped up and charged towards Zhu Yuanzhang.
Next to him, Zhu Biao was already ready to go, his figure almost turned into an afterimage, and a cold light flashed from the Dragon's Black Gold Sword in his hand.
"Poof!" The huge tiger head was chopped off by Zhu Biao with a sword, and tiger blood spurted out.
Zhu Biao waved his sleeve with his other hand, and his energy spurted out. All the tiger blood was poured into his pocket, and then he swung it violently. On the big table not far away, there were countless wine bowls filled with wine.
A dollop of tiger blood fell right into each bowl.
Coupled with the half bowl of wine that was already there during the period, all the wine bowls were full at once.
This set of actions was so smooth that from Zhu Yuanzhang opening the cage door to Zhu Biao swinging his sword to kill the tiger and melting the tiger's blood into the wine, it only took a split second.
It wasn't until everything was settled that no one on the civil service side could even exclaim.
Zhu Yuanzhang, with a glowing face, picked up a bowl of wine mixed with tiger blood, looked at the completely stunned civil and military officials, and couldn't help laughing.
My son really made himself proud today.
He felt happier at this moment than when he defeated Chen Youliang or when he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor in the first year of Hongwu.
"This bowl of good wine mixed with demon tiger blood is a great tonic for warriors."
"Brothers, we respect you!"
"Congratulations on your triumphant return."
"Done!" Zhu Yuanzhang raised the porcelain bowl high and drank the blood wine in one gulp.
"Do it, do it!" Many Ming generals suppressed the strangeness in their hearts at the same time and began to respond to Zhu Yuanzhang.
When they looked at Zhu Biao, who was standing quietly next to Zhu Yuanzhang, their eyes were completely different.
It was a close look.
Obviously, a prince who is brave and brave is more supported by them than a prince who only knows about things and writes about saints.
After all, we are all the same.
Among these generals, Xu Da and Feng Sheng may have felt the deepest feelings.
The two of them looked at each other without any trace, and they could see a trace of relief and excitement in each other's eyes.
Although they were rough and tumble men when they followed Zhu Yuanzhang in raising troops, they are no longer so.
How could two people who read history books not know what the final results of the generals who followed the founding kings were like?
They understand Zhu Yuanzhang's character better. He is a ruthless person who either doesn't do something or does it absolutely.
So today, when Zhu Yuanzhang asked his son to lead their horses, to be honest, both of them felt a little bit of fear in their hearts.
They know very well that the higher the praise, the harder the fall.
Both of them have made up their mind that in addition to doing their jobs well, they will keep their tail between their legs.
After all, the Ming Empire has decided that most of the role of generals on the battlefield has been eliminated. What they are most worried about next is that the good birds will be gone and the good bows will be hidden, and the cunning rabbits will die and the lackeys will be cooked.
But the sword strike from Zhu Biao just now made most of the anxiety in their hearts go away in an instant.
Because the so-called bird is gone but the bow is hidden, and the rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked, there is a major premise, that is, the prince of the founding emperor was unable to control a good bow and could not tame the lackeys.
But now Zhu Biao's performance has clearly become a bit better than his predecessor.
What the hell are you afraid of!
Like other former generals, they were afraid of latecomers and princelings, but they were not afraid!
Because they are all princelings.
When Zhu Yuanzhang was establishing the crown prince, Xu Da took over the role of the prince's young master, and Feng Sheng took over the role of Youzhan.
If this cannot be considered a princeling, there will be no more upright princelings in the world.
Speaking of which, they both went to the Prince's Mansion to teach the Prince two military lessons before going on the expedition!
Thinking of this, both of them couldn't help but relax, and they didn't even care much about the rumored upcoming knighthood.
After all, with their military exploits, are they still afraid that Lao Zhu Feng will be inferior?
The demon tiger was dragged down by the guards, stripped and skinned, and the remaining tiger meat was taken to the imperial kitchen to be made into various dishes, and then was served to the dining table one after another.
At the wine table, the atmosphere had begun to become lively.
Zhu Biao first walked around the military generals and heroes, toasted many uncles and uncles with wine, and then went to the civil servants' side, taking good care of everyone in the same way.
The generals naturally regarded Zhu Biao as one of their own. After all, they were all martial artists. Didn't you see how handsome the Prince's sword was just now?
Civil servants also regarded Zhu Biao as one of their own.
What’s wrong with knowing how to use a sword? This is an elegant thing among literati, right?
Aren’t Liu Ji and Liu Bowen masters in this way?
Does anyone regard him as a martial artist?
Moreover, His Royal Highness is smart and studious, has a photographic memory, is humble and benevolent, and his writing is not bad. This has been personally recognized by all the teachers including Song Lian.
Such a good prince must be one of our own.
How can those martial barbarians whose brains are all about muscles, who only know how to dance and use guns, and the big ones who can't read a basket of words, be able to talk with His Highness the Crown Prince?
Even though the prince seems to prefer wielding swords and guns now, not all children are like that.
When I get older, things will definitely be different.
Maybe there will be a day for everyone to sit down and talk with His Highness the Crown Prince...