In the 19th year of Shaowu's reign, on February 2, the dragon raised its head.

The warm wind is blowing, the willows are clinging to their arms, everything is beginning to revive, and it’s time to renew the year again.

All the snow outside Beijing has melted, and the slightly dry land has become slightly moist, preparing for a good harvest in the coming year.

It was spring plowing, and as the emperor, Zhu Yixi had to put on a show, whip the mud cows, and pray for a good harvest.

A large number of civil and military officials stood aside and watched the excitement.

Afterwards, in order to be more realistic, the emperor took the initiative to carry out weeding activities with a hoe.

Several adult princes stood behind them, either digging the ground with hoes or pulling weeds, making it very lively.

After tilling half of the land, the emperor looked back and felt angry.

Good guys, some used the wheat as grass to hoe, and some almost dug up their own feet. There are all kinds of weird things.

Seven or eight people were fighting in a scuffle and almost started to fight.

Among the princes, the King of Qin and the King of Qi had not returned from the vassal state, so Prince Zhu Cunqu took the lead.

The marriage camp: Crown Prince Zhu Cunqu, the fourth son of the emperor Zhu Cunhuan, the king of Liao, and the fifth son of the emperor Zhu Cunwei, the king of Yue.

Those who are around fifteen or sixteen years old, who have just left school and started to study politics:

The sixth son of the emperor, King Zhu Cuntang of Wei, the seventh son of the emperor Zhu Cunmei, the king of blessing, the eighth son of the emperor Zhu Cunbai, the king of Zhao, and the ninth son of the emperor Zhu Cunfeng, the king of Xiang.

There are seven princes in total. According to their status, the distance from the emperor is close and far, and there is order in the chaos.

"Master! Have a drink of water!"

Liu Afu, who was standing by, saw that the emperor looked tired and immediately offered him a cup of warm tea.

"Um!"

Zhu Yixi walked down the slope without any pretense and continued.

Although there is only half of the land, farming is really tiring.

From the bed to the soil, combined with the two, he cultivated a large area, and he was relatively diligent.

The sharp eyes of several princes caught a glimpse of the emperor taking a rest, and they immediately prepared to sit down.

But how could the emperor let them go: "Fourth brother, you are the one who cheats and plays tricks. You used to be able to stay up late watching a show, but now you can't do it when you are plowing the fields."

"Give me a good farmland and show it to your brothers."

"Yes!" King Liao responded feebly with a bitter look on his face.

Of course, the emperor did not treat the civil and military ministers who were basking in the sun equally.

Because he regards this farming as a joint activity between father and son, cultivating the relationship between father, son and brothers.

Look at the King of Liao, he was so moved that he almost cried.

Furthermore, a group of old men in their fifties and sixties cannot carry it on their shoulders or lift it in their hands. If one accidentally catches a cold, they can directly go to see the King of Hell.

"Lao Ba, Lao Ninth come here."

I drank three cups of tea in a row to quench my thirst.

Zhu Yixi sat under the shade of a tree and looked at her sons working hard, feeling quite comfortable for a while.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something and called his two youngest sons.

Upon hearing the call, the eighth son of the emperor Zhu Cunbai, the king of Zhao, and the ninth son of the emperor Zhu Cunfeng, the king of Xiang, were stunned for a moment, and then hurried over.

"Father——"

"It's the New Year, so it's seventeen!"

"Yes."

"The marriage has to be arranged." The emperor glanced at the two of them and said softly.

To be honest, I really can’t stand it when I have so many sons.

What he took seriously was that the king of Qin, the king of Qi, the prince, and the king of Liao were all old enough to join the vassal.

The kings of Zhao and Xiang dropped out of school, but the gentlemen commented on them.

King Zhao had a mediocre personality, good knowledge, and a middle-class appearance.

The king of Xiang was good at music and martial arts, and his knowledge was mediocre and average.

The martial arts here are basically horse riding and archery. Six out of ten shots are missed, which is considered to be above average.

As long as they are above the average level, Zhu Yixi wants these sons to go to Fan even if they are wandering nearby.

If force failed, he sent generals to help.

If he is not good at civil affairs, as long as he is not withdrawn and arrogant and does not listen to others' advice, he will also send civil servants to help.

The King of Zhao and the King of Xiang have both reached adulthood, and it is time to send fiefdoms to prepare them for vassalage.

The old Wuyue King is in Hokkaido, and the old Liuwei King is in Cambodia.

The old Seven Lucky Kings are going to be placed in Chechnya, build a city for him, seal him ten thousand or twenty thousand herders, and then establish a small vassal state.

And where can Lao Ba and Lao Jiu be?

Zhu Yixi looked thoughtful.

The two princes stood in front of the emperor, their mouths were thirsty, but they did not dare to speak for fear of disturbing the emperor's thinking.

"Siam is not good. It is a country with millions of people, and unlike Annan, which has not been influenced by Han culture, it needs to be conquered in a down-to-earth manner."

"What's harder is governance."

"Besides, the distance is too far. It would be helpful to wait until King Wei takes Cambodia, but it is not suitable now..."

Indochina is the most suitable place.

But Burma is occupied by Sun Kewang, Siam is too difficult, and Laos is all virgin forest, so it will most likely be dangerous if you go there.

Therefore, we can only focus on the Nanyang Islands.

Zhu Yixi remembered that when the mission passed by Borneo, they reported to the Kingdom of Wenlai.

It has a population of one million, an area smaller than half of Borneo, and tens of thousands of Han people living there, who can help manage it.

It's really a good place there.

Although there are primeval deep forests in the middle, there are also many coastal plains, which can accommodate at least two or three vassal states.

Unfortunately, the map is not there.

Zhu Yixi sighed and looked at the old King Jiuxiang: "I heard that you missed six out of ten?"

"My child is ashamed." King Xiang said, but a proud smile appeared on his face: "I am not as good as those masters."

"You are still young and your strength is still growing. In the next three to five years, you will be no less than those masters."

The emperor praised you and then said: "You are getting older and you will get married this summer. I will choose a vassal state for you in advance."

"My son thanks my father." King Xiang knelt down quickly, the smile on his face coming from the bottom of his heart.

Which general doesn't want to fight in the north and south?

Seeing this, the emperor glanced at his strong body and said: "Borneo, the Wenlai Kingdom, is yours."

"Wen Lai?" King Xiang was stunned. He had never heard of this country at all.

"It's right next to your second brother. You can ask for help when the time comes and help each other."

"The Wenlai Kingdom is a kingdom that lasts for hundreds of years. It was called the Boni Kingdom in the pre-Ming Dynasty."

"Yes!" King Xiang responded.

Since the second brother can survive, it can be lived in.

At this time, the emperor looked at King Zhao aside.

This son is not good at fighting, but rather mediocre, so he can only choose a peaceful place.

After a moment of turmoil in his mind, the emperor said: "Lao Ba."

"My son is here." King Zhao responded quickly.

"Your Zhao country, I have thought about it and found a safe place."

"The Kokand area is a basin, close to Anxi, with two to three hundred thousand soldiers. In order to defeat the Bukhara Khanate, Li Dingguo took this place and used it as a forward position."

"Let this place serve as your vassal state!"

King Zhao was overjoyed.

Although the land is small, it can be picked up ready-made. There is no need to work hard to conquer the world or open up farming. Don't be too comfortable.

But there was a look of embarrassment on his face again: "The Haokand area is the fourth brother's place. It would be bad if I take it over!"

"That's where I was meant to separate."

The emperor waved his hand: "You don't know that the Bukhara Khanate is as big as two Hebei provinces. The Kokand area is too far away from it, and its people are different. The entire country will be established for you."
To be continued...