Bestowing the Title of Marquis of Victory! Bestowing the Title of Third-Rank Imperial Lady!

Inside Fengtian Hall!

At this moment, the civil and military officials all turned their gazes toward Zhu Biao.

After hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words,

Zhu Biao revealed a gentle smile and immediately stepped forward.

The instant his eyes met Zhu Yuanzhang's, he paused briefly and considered for a moment.

Then,

Zhu Biao's expression turned solemn as he said, "Since Father has asked me to decide, then I shall not stand on ceremony."

"When have you ever stood on ceremony with us, you brat?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily, the wrinkles on his face smoothing with his smile. He waved a broad hand, that bold gesture displaying all the bearing of an emperor.

The intimacy between father and son stirred emotion among the surrounding officials. Such harmony was not something ordinary imperial fathers and sons could possess; it was undoubtedly a privilege Zhu Biao alone had earned.

"The reason I granted Zhu Ying the title of Champion in the past!"

Zhu Biao looked serious, his gaze slowly sweeping over the gathered officials as he said solemnly, "First, because his performance on the Liaodong battlefield was sufficiently outstanding. He led our soldiers into fierce battle, took the lead himself, and displayed the military might of our Great Ming."

"Second, because he is young and accomplished, much like the Marquis of Victory Huo Qubing of old—valiant and fearless, possessing both courage and wisdom."

"What I wished was for our Great Ming to have its own Marquis of Victory, one who could display the exceptional brilliance of our military commanders in this flourishing age."

Zhu Biao's expression was solemn, and his words brimmed with expectation.

"After this battle, Zhu Ying did not disappoint me, nor did he disappoint Father."

Zhu Biao raised his head slightly, his eyes full of approval. "He truly deserves the title of