Daming Super Daddy

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At this moment, a guard from the palace came to report: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Daming King Han, General Zhu Neng, Lord Yang Shiqi, and Lord Zhang Fu are asking to see you."

"I waited for them all night in the palace, but I didn't expect to come here today."

Hearing what the soldiers said, Li Fangyuan immediately laughed and said, "It's a matter of mutual benefit, so let's invite them here."

"Yes!" The palace guard responded, turned around and left.

Song Zhongji was curious about what Li Fangyuan said earlier, so he asked, "Your Majesty, what did you mean by waiting for them all night?"

"Da Ming wants to choose a low point in Seoul to build an 'embassy'... Forget it, this matter will not be clear for a while." Li Fangyuan waved his hand and said: "Let's do this, since King Han and the others of Ming Dynasty Here you go, you'll understand after a while."

……

Five days have passed since Zhu Song and the others went to meet Li Fangyuan in the palace.

During these five days, Zhu Song and the others took people to wander around the entire city of Seoul every day.

The area of ​​Seoul is about 600 square kilometers. Although it only accounts for 5.00% of the total area of ​​the Kingdom of Korea, if you want to delineate a place as a "control area" and establish an embassy, ​​you still need to choose carefully.

Originally, the day after leaving the palace, Zhu Song randomly delineated a boundary on the map of Seoul, intending to use it as a 'control area'.

However, Yang Shiqi and the others all expressed strong protests against Zhu Song's random approach, and said that Seoul has been re-planned several times in recent years. Take a good walk and turn around.

Therefore, Zhu Song could only reap the consequences of himself, being pestered by Zhu Youhuan and his little fellows all day long, wandering around Hanyang City.

On the sixth day, Zhu Song pretended to be sick in bed, and finally escaped the catastrophe.

After sleeping comfortably in the posthouse, when Zhu Song got up from the bed, it was past seven o'clock.

Dressed up and went outside, there was no sun above the sky, and the weather looked a bit gloomy.

After exercising a little outside the house, it was past noon. At this time, a large black and heavy cloud suddenly floated from the sky.

"The weather is really the best for sleeping, who would want to wander around the city of Seoul!"

Zhu Song, who was shaking his arms and legs, sat on the rocking chair placed under the eaves.

There was a small table next to the rocking chair. On the small table, the maid put some exquisite side dishes, some fresh shrimp and dried sea scallops, and a small charcoal stove. On the charcoal stove, there was still a pot of Korean specialty soju.

It was Zhang Fu who sat beside Zhu Song to accompany the drink. The other four little guys were accompanied by Zhu Neng and Yang Shiqi to go to Seoul. Only Zhang Fu was left to take care of Zhu Song.

Gollum!

Wiping off the sweat from exercising, Zhu Song sat directly on the chair and took a sip of hot shochu, reaching his heart and lungs.

"Huh, it's so refreshing to have a drink after exercising!" Zhu Song exhaled comfortably, looked at Zhang Fu with a smile, and said, "Wen Bi, should you thank me? If I didn't force you to stay Come down, you are still spinning in the city and your legs are weak."

Zhang Fu first filled the wine for Zhu Song, and then smiled wryly: "My lord, Seoul is such a big city, and several county kings are walking around the city every day, why don't you take care of them?"

"Take care? How?" Zhu Song curled his lips and said, "If the king hadn't pretended to be sick today, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see him at this moment."

Zhang Fu shook his head helplessly, and said, "The place you chose before is actually not bad, but the princes are a bit demanding."

"Brother Wenbi, the editor behind the scenes is not good!" At this moment, Zhu Youhuan and the others came back from the outside, and after hearing what Zhang Fu said just now, Zhu Mengcan couldn't help nagging: "Uncle Songhuang, you are really That's enough! It's just walking around the city, so why are you pretending to be sick?"

Zhu Yuexiu also echoed: "Uncle Songhuang, my nephews are half dead in the middle of the floor, but you are outside the house drinking wine and eating side dishes, you will enjoy it?"

He snatched the wine glass in front of Zhang Fu, filled it up and took a gulp, Zhu Mengcan shouted: "It's comfortable, this weather is indeed the most suitable for drinking!"

"You really have the guts to say, aren't you selecting a location for the 'control zone'? Why do you have time to come to me?"

Zhu Song looked at Zhu Mengcan with a somewhat amused expression, and continued: "How is it? Have you found a suitable place today, set up a 'control area', and built an 'embassy'?"

"I still haven't found it!" Zhu Mengcan picked up a chicken leg and gnawed it, and continued: "Uncle Songhuang, although Seoul is small, in fact, we have a lot of land that we can use. The problem is that we should choose Where? Where best meets our requirements."

"Hahaha……"

Zhu Song laughed a few times, and said: "I said before that the place I chose at the beginning is the most suitable place, but you guys actually persuaded Shihong and Shiqi to come together to harass and harass me , It’s not good to have to change the land boundary, now you know it’s not easy to choose, right?”

"Hey, if I knew it, it wouldn't be so troublesome!" Zhu Youxuan shook his head and said, "Forget it, forget about those troublesome things!"

"Oh?" Zhu Song took a sip of wine leisurely and said, "Have you figured it out?"

Zhu Youxuan did not speak, but took out a picture scroll from the hand of Zhu Guiqi who had never spoken.

Called two maids from the house, Zhu Youjuanzhi asked them to unfold the picture scroll, and the pavement was about Zhang Xu long and two Chi wide.

Zhu Song probed forward and glanced, it turned out to be a panorama of Seoul, and looking at the ink stains on it, it seemed that it had just been drawn.

"Is this Seoul?" Zhu Song asked knowingly, "The new painting is not long?"

"Uncle Songhuang, you think that my nephew just walks around casually every day, but there is a painter who goes with us." Zhu Youxuan had a smug look on his face. Draw it out."

When talking about this, Zhu Youxuan picked up an unused chopstick from the table, pointed to the map, and said, "Uncle Songhuang, look at these places, all of them are land boundaries that we were optimistic about before. .”

"Oh!" Zhu Song looked at the map along with the chopsticks in Zhu Youxuan's hand, and found that there were seven or eight land boundaries drawn with red circles on the map, and the most conspicuous ones were naturally thrown away. In the corner, Zhu Song first delineated the boundary.

Looking carefully at the seven or eight land boundaries, Zhu Song suddenly pointed to a red circle in the upper middle of Seoul, and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is the Zhongcheng District, which is the area north of the Han River in Seoul. It automatically embraces the south of the city to the west. Zhu Youxuan, the leader of Chenglongsha, pointed at the place with the chopsticks in his hand, and said: "And it is more convenient to , here is close to the Han River, we can build a small port here. "

"It's not bad here, but the place is a bit small." After looking for a while, Zhu Song's eyes became brighter, "What do you think of this place?"

"Hey, it's indeed Uncle Songhuang!" Zhu Guiqi finally spoke, and he laughed: "It is said that heroes see the same thing. Uncle Songhuang and his nephew also think this is good. Even Brother Huan and the others, all of them Do not agree to choose here."

"Of course not!" Zhu Mengcan said without hesitation: "The geographical location of this place is good, but the area is too small, right? It's only five or six square kilometers, and the other land boundaries are more than ten kilometers away." .”

"How big a 'control area' do you want?" Zhu Song looked at Zhu Mengcan speechlessly, and said, "Our control army only has 5000 people, it's too big to fit in."

"Uncle Songhuang, what you see is only the current situation!" Zhu Yuexiu said: "Based on our Ming Dynasty's influence on the Joseon Kingdom, our Daming's 'control area' is very likely to become the most prosperous place in Seoul."

"That's right, you're right!" Zhu Song's eyes lit up, "Then I should choose this place even more! At worst, let Li Fangyuan order to extend five kilometers out from the center of Zhongcheng District, and let all the people there move out." Walk."

"But, will Li Fangyuan agree?" Zhu Guiqi hesitated, "There is a bustling urban area four kilometers to the south. Li Fangyuan probably won't agree."

"He will agree." Zhu Song grinned, and then said half-jokingly: "It's a big deal, when we build the 'control zone', we don't ask them for money from the Korean Kingdom. We, Daming, have plenty of money!"

……

As Zhu Song said, Li Fangyuan agreed to Zhu Song's site selection for the "control area", but he made his own request for Zhu Song's proposal to extend the central city.

The price is three artillery pieces, three new artillery pieces that Zhu Song brought to Seoul!

If this matter was left in Zhu Song's previous life, it would definitely be a lucrative business; but right now, because the new artillery is the only firearm in the Ming Dynasty, it is really worthwhile to replace the three artillery with a "control area" of five square kilometers!

If the artillery is given to the Kingdom of Korea, who knows what these guys will do!

When Zhu Song submitted Li Fangyuan's request to Zhu Di, Zhu Di waved his hand and agreed directly. It's just that the emperor was insidious once and only gave Li Fangyuan sixty shells. There are only twenty shells for the artillery.