golden scales

"Your Majesty, this "Complete Map of Emperor Ming Kunyu" was recently presented, and even my young master hasn't seen it yet." Liu Ruoyu stepped forward and explained: "The length and width of this picture are two feet each, and the northeast begins at Beishan Jurchen Department (now Xing'an Mountains), the easternmost island is Kuwu (now Russia's Sakhalin Island)."

Chongzhen raised his head and squinted his eyes to see the Kuwu Island that Liu Ruoyu was pointing at. There were vaguely written words on the south side of the island, but they couldn't see clearly."What's written on it?" he asked.

"Back to the emperor, the word is: Boluo River Guard. It belongs to Nuer Gandusi." Of course Liu Ruoyu didn't have good eyesight, but just a good memory.As soon as this rare map was delivered, he ordered someone to lay it on the ground and look at it for several days, as if he was actually there.

Chongzhen couldn't help being ashamed. He had been emperor for 17 years. His understanding of Liaodong was limited to Nuer Gandusi and several important towns. A guard was established.

Liu Ruoyu observed the emperor's face, moved his fingers slightly, and said: "My lord, the one facing Kuwu across the sea is Youtiewei, and the next one is Hanlanhewei (now Khabarovsk, Russia), Mowenhewei ( Under the jurisdiction of Vladivostok, Russia), Jianzhou Jurchen Ministry..."

Chongzhen finally knew where the hometown of the enemy he had spent tens of millions of taels of silver was on.

It's so far away from Beijing!

And in the east and north of Jurchen in Jianzhou, Daming originally had such a vast territory!

Chongzhen no longer listened to what Liu Ruoyu was talking about, his eyes followed the thin lines on the map slowly.These thin lines are the official roads of the Daming Station Road, which may not be able to work now, but at least it proves that it used to work.They are like blood vessels, making Daming a living giant.

King Ding and King Yong haven't reached the age to understand the map, but they just raised their heads and were shocked by this amazing "giant painting".To them, Ming Dynasty is just an abstract concept. Looking at this map now, they can only think: how long has it been painted for such a big painting!

A quarter of an hour passed.Only then did Emperor Chongzhen see the southwest from the northeast, and the vast Congling of the Western Regions from the prosperous southeast coast.

Congling, the frontier of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty.

"Didn't the imperial court set up guards in the Western Regions?" Emperor Chongzhen asked Wang Chengen cautiously, a little unsure.

Wang Chengen also looked at it for a long time, and said: "My lord, this picture seems to include all the tribes of Mongolia."

Liu Ruoyu had this question before.However, the book "Diwei" approved by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince clarifies the concept of "China's homeland", which is used to solve this problem.He leaned forward and said: "Your Majesty, my young master said that although I, Ming Dynasty, did not include these regions in Yunei, the lands that our Zhu Xia once occupied and managed should all be counted as the 'Homeland of China'. In the future, the national power will be strong It must be taken back, and Fang is worthy of the Han and Tang lords."

Chongzhen has always regarded Tang Taizong as an idol, whether it is calligraphy, emperor's mind, or even educating children, he has consciously or unconsciously moved closer to that emperor.Now hearing that the crown prince also has this kind of "Heaven Khan" courage and vision, he can't help but feel hot all over.His scalp was numb, filled with pride in being his father.

"It is good to have such ambitions." Chongzhen said, "But this place is thousands of miles away from our Central Plains. How can we set up officials to rule the people?"

Liu Ruoyu said: "The emperor's concern is the crux of the matter, but the slaves think that the young master means: no matter whether it can be cured or not, it must be taken back first. As for future generations, it is naturally the future generations' consideration."

Chongzhen couldn't help but nodded and said: "This makes sense. The ancestors created the foundation, and the descendants of the future generations will stick to it and develop it. It is the right thing to do. Can you two listen?"

King Ding is already 14 years old this year. He is still ignorant of state affairs, but he has a clear understanding of the emperor's authority and his own actions.He didn't need to be reminded, and he blurted out a bunch of clichés that he obeyed.Following the example of his half-brother, Prince Yong expressed his determination, vowing to be a prince who would be beneficial to Emperor Ming and able to appease the common people.

Liu Ruoyu lowered his eyes slightly.He looked at King Ding and King Yong with an unknown gaze.

He had never had a moment when he loathed the two princes so much, maybe it was because they had grown up, and it was more likely that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not with the Empress all year round.For the full-fledged crown prince with an army in his hands.The biggest threat is not slavery or rebellion, but these two brats in the court who are breaking out of their cocoons.

——Although they are like two caterpillars that can be crushed to death, who knows what they will become in the future?Can there be another touching drama between brothers and sisters like Ximiao and Jinshang in Tianjia?

Liu Ruoyu's long-silent heart suddenly moved.If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not get married as soon as possible and give birth to the emperor's grandson, the Tian Family will not be truly stable.

If you want to take a step back, you should also have a grandson.

——It seems that it is time to call that ignorant little girl.

Liu Ruoyu thought to himself.For a while, he lost interest in Emperor Chongzhen and the princes, and just followed behind, thinking about his own concerns.

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"Ah!" Lu Suyao walked to the door of the crown prince's study, her sinuses were itchy for no reason, and she sneezed lightly.She quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it, making sure that there was no sign of indecentness before signing up.

"Dian..." Lu Suyao looked up and saw Zhu Cihong lying on the recliner, her face was slightly red, she was already asleep. "... Come on." She lowered her voice and walked forward slowly, trying to cover the crown prince with a blanket.Because the fire was burning under the floor tiles, the whole study room was steaming, so some windows had to be opened to dissipate the fire.And this is the breakthrough point of the wind and cold. If you sleep without a quilt in your clothes like this, you will definitely get sick.

Zhu Cihong was not as frightened by Lu Suyao when it came to illness.He has always enjoyed the top medical treatment in the country, and lacks an intuitive concept of death from typhoid fever.And according to his previous life's theory of health preservation, it is best to catch a small cold every year, so as to exercise one's immune system, as the saying goes, "Minor illnesses continue, serious illnesses never occur."

When the thin blanket covered Zhu Cihong's body, the crown prince woke up with the heat after a nap.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Cihong felt that the blood hadn't flowed to his legs yet, so he had to maintain this lack of grace and majesty.

Lu Suyao took a step back and said, "Your Highness, do you want to go back to the palace to rest?"

"What's the matter?" Zhu Cihong asked again, losing his previous patience.

"Your Highness, please finalize the seating for tonight's dinner." Lu Suyao would not challenge Zhu Cihong's patience, and hastily presented the seating list.

This is a routine dinner party, there are officials from Shanxi Chief Envoy, as well as powerful families, landlords, and wealthy businessmen from the Guangfu District.Such mixed dinners might seem like they wouldn't move anything, but to those in the know it wasn't: Dining with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince required a hefty ticket price.

Zhu Cilang glanced at it, nodded and said, "Yes."

Lu Suyao knew that the crown prince never cared about such "meaningless" small issues, and that the seats of officials were determined by their official titles and achievements, while the seats of rich merchants and landlords were determined by the amount of donations, and the attendants' rooms were just arranged.

"Your Highness, officials from the Taxation Department of the Household Department have arrived in Taiyuan. If Your Highness has no special arrangements, we will arrange for them to meet at noon or twelve o'clock the next day to report the draft tax law." Lu Suyao said.

"What were the arrangements before?" Zhu Cihong stood up and walked towards the Huanghuali desk left by King Jin.

Lu Suyao could report one by one without looking at the timetable in her hand.

"After the dinner, His Royal Highness will meet Zhang Shiqi, the new Chief Minister of Shanxi at eight o'clock; at nine o'clock, Governor Qin Liangyu will ask for instructions on the 'National' topic of the second issue of "Hu Ben Bao". At ten thirty, His Highness will listen to the truth. Cang defense line battle report..."

"Wait." Zhu Cilang interrupted Lu Suyao: "The situation of the battle two days ago will not change because I listen or not, this time can be spared."

"Your Highness, eleven o'clock is your rest time." Lu Suyao reminded.

"Why do you need to sleep for a long time when you are alive, and you will sleep forever after death." Zhu Cihong tapped the table lightly: "Let the people from the Taxation Department come at [-]:[-]. Also, I will find someone to make a slogan for those people People who have to sleep for three hours every day, take a good look!"

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