"The imperial edict is yours."
"You can have the Ministry of Rites announce it yourself." Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zhu Biao with a smile.
"Thank you, Father."
Zhu Biao bowed deeply, offering his solemn thanks.
Afterward.
Zhu Biao held out both hands and accepted the imperial edict that would be proclaimed to the realm.
Then.
He swiftly left Wenyuan Pavilion.
After Zhu Biao departed.
The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face gradually faded, replaced by a long, profound sigh. "Zhu Ying!"
His aged eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a complex expression—appreciation for Zhu Ying's talent, but also the caution and scrutiny of an emperor.
"He truly is an outstanding young man."
"He used the Dragon Gate Formation to trap and kill the enemy, then personally led his troops to crush Northern Yuan's iron cavalry head-on. Even Huo Qubing in his day may have been no more than this."
Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was filled with emotion.
But after pondering for a moment.
"Still, I have never met him, nor do I know his true character. I only hope he does not disappoint Biao'er's regard for him."
"Otherwise..."
In an instant.
A chilling gleam flashed through Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, and the entire Wenyuan Pavilion became oppressive. "My blade has not gone dull yet!"
The resolve in his voice was enough to make one shudder.
Had anyone been inside the hall at that moment, they would have been frightened into collapsing to the floor.
In Zhu Yuanzhang's heart, anyone who dared threaten the stability of Great Ming's realm would be mercilessly eradicated.
Coming back to himself!
Zhu Yuanzhang's expression hardened as he spoke in a deep voice, carrying unquestionable authority. "Summon Jiang Yan."
"This servant obeys the decree."
Yun Qi's shrill yet respectful voice immediately came from outside the hall.
Right afterward came the sound