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Chapter 1043 The Prince’s Laba Porridge

The chieftains sat around the table, looking at the prison car on the bridge, and couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"Isn't the one in the middle Yang Ju?"

"Isn't it him? I had dinner with him at Prince Liang's Mansion."

"I also have the impression that he was so prosperous at that time. Who would have thought that he would end up like this."

"That guy next to him is Agu from Dongchuan Road. Apart from Yang Ju, it's the Dongchuan tribe that has caused the most trouble this year." The chieftains were talking in low voices while identifying the prisoners. They were horrified to discover that the chieftains were the most troubled this year. , almost all of them are here.

"The government newspaper said that 'all the rebellions have been put down and all the bandit leaders have obeyed the law.' I thought they were bragging, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Oh, I thought it would last for two or three years, but I didn't expect it to be over in just half a year."

"The strength of the Ming Dynasty is indeed not comparable to that of the Yuan Dynasty..."

While the chieftains were talking, they heard a loud voice singing: "The prince is here!"

"Welcome Your Majesty!" The chieftains stood up in a hurry, and then knelt on the ground.

"Some of you know them, and some may not recognize them fully." Zhu Zhen said and smiled at the generals sitting next to him: "Please invite the generals who captured them and brought them to justice to introduce them to you again."

"Everyone please stand up." Zhu Zhen appeared in front of the chieftains, surrounded by civil and military officials. "Let's sit down and talk."

And what’s horrifying to think about is that he must have started casting such a large copper pot as soon as he came to Kunming. In other words, two months ago, His Royal Highness the King of Chu predicted that the counter-rebellion would be successful...

"Oh, by the way, let's introduce the generals first." Zhu Zhen pointed to the old general sitting on his left and said: "This is the famous southern general, Marquis Yingchuan!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The chieftains hurriedly thanked him and stood up and sat back at the table.

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"There is still a little time before the porridge is ready. I have prepared an opening program for you." Zhu Zhen pointed to the ten prison lanes on the Yunjin Bridge: "These ten people are the chief culprits that triggered the riots in Yunnan in the second half of this year. The culprit."

The most indispensable thing in Yunnan is copper. The chieftains have a lot of copper utensils at home, but making such a big and beautiful copper pot is something they dare not even think about. Don’t you understand if you don’t have that technology?

There was an outrageously large copper pot on the fire pit. None of the chieftains had ever seen such a big pot in their lives. It's almost one foot in diameter, and more than a dozen people can't hug it!

Zhu Zhen also came to the main table and asked the accompanying Wen and Wu to sit down, but he stood and said:

"Everyone who is older than me knows that I have the habit of treating everyone to a bowl of Laba porridge during the Laba Festival. It just so happens that you are all gathered in Kunming, and I haven't entertained you properly yet, so I will treat you all to a bowl of Laba porridge today." Zhu Zhen said as he pointed to the long curtain on the side. A huge fire pit was dug in the ground and filled with firewood. The fire was raging and the heat could be felt from a long distance away.

Of course, we can't hug each other now, because there's Laba porridge cooking inside. A dozen young and strong eunuchs, holding huge wooden shovels in their hands, were constantly stirring the porridge pot. Thousands of kilograms of Laba porridge made from various grains in the pot was already steaming and exuding an attractive aroma. The taste of porridge...

Zhu Zhen had only been in Yunnan for two months, and he had cast such a large copper pot weighing 20,000 kilograms. There were beautiful patterns and three large inscriptions on the edge of the pot: "Victory Pot"!

This is undoubtedly a display of strength.

After hearing this, Fu Youde stood up and hugged everyone. The chieftains hurriedly put their hands on their chests and bowed in return. Today they could be considered as meeting the commander-in-chief of the Southern Conquest Army.

"This is the left deputy general, Marquis Xiping!"

Mu Ying also stood up and clasped her fists. The chieftains also hurriedly returned the courtesy. They had long been famous for this first general in the southern army. "This is the right deputy general, Marquis Yongchang!"

Lan Yu stood up and nodded slightly to everyone. Heshan's eyes made the chieftains shudder. This damn god is the number one killer, executioner, butcher, the devil who kills without blinking an eye...

Zhu Zhen also introduced Marquis Xuande, Marquis Jingchuan, Marquis Runan, etc. to the chieftains.

With so many generals gathered together, the feeling of oppression is too great. The chieftains were so shocked that they didn't dare to breathe.

"Everyone, please report the bandit leader you captured." Zhu Zhen ordered with a smile.

"Yes." All the generals responded in unison, and naturally Marquis Yingchuan came first.

Fu Youde pointed to the only female prisoner and said: "This is Shibu, the Youcheng of Wusha Mansion in the former Yuan Dynasty, the female leader of the Wusha tribe. At the beginning of the year, she was defeated by the last general and Governor Guo, and surrendered. Who knew that in the second half of the year there would be another It is unforgivable to surrender and rebel again. I will lead the army to defeat her troops, and then capture her and ask the prince to deal with her!"

"Your Majesty, I surrender. I really surrender this time. Give me another chance!" Shibu shouted after hearing this and begged Zhu Zhen for his life.

"What I hate most are traitors." Zhu Zhen said calmly, motioning to the next person indifferently.

Mu Ying's prey was naturally Yang Ju, who was also one of the most powerful chieftains in Yunnan and had caused the greatest losses to the Ming army... So he didn't bother to beg for mercy, lowered his head and said nothing.

Then there is Lan Yu, three out of ten people are his prey. While introducing the three prisoners one by one in an emotionless tone, he glanced at the chieftains expressionlessly. As if to say 'Just jump, you'll be next. '

All the toasts had goosebumps all over their bodies and were almost scared to death.

It was not easy until all ten prisoners had been introduced, and all the local officials' backs were soaked. At this time, no one would naively think that the prince would pardon these people and ask them to sit down and eat porridge together.

Then I heard the prince's loud voice lecture: "The purpose of bringing these ten rebels here today is to make you remember that the Ming Dynasty will never be stingy with rewards for loyal and patriotic chieftains, but it will never let anyone go. A rebellious rebel!"

As he spoke, Zhu Zhen waved his hand and suddenly ordered: "Throw these prisoners into the fire to make porridge!"

The chieftains were stunned when they heard this. They did not expect to see such a terrifying scene when they went to the banquet. These are ten great chieftains of the Yuan Dynasty who were at the level of general managers, and they were about to be burned to ashes.

In particular, many people heard that they threw it into a pot and cooked porridge. When they thought of drinking porridge, their stomachs turned upside down and they felt like vomiting.

When they saw the Ming soldiers throwing the prisoners tied into rice dumplings under the pot instead of inside the pot, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they no longer had to drink human flesh porridge.

But looking at those big toasts that were so tall in the past, wailing and struggling in the fire, and some people were stuck to the bottom of the pot, making a sizzling grilling sound... it was enough for them to drink a pot.

The chieftains all looked pale and did not dare to look down at the tragic scene. However, they heard the young prince who had always been very kind shout: "Please open your eyes carefully and keep this scene in your heart. When you want to repeat their mistakes in the future, you can also think about their fate!”

"Yes..." The chieftains had no choice but to hold back their fear and discomfort, watching the prisoners at the bottom of the pot go from struggling and screaming to being silent, and finally becoming indistinguishable from the black fuel...

(End of this chapter)