"Emperor, this "The Complete Picture of the Emperor Ming Kunyu" is recently presented, and even I haven't seen it yet." Liu Ruoyu stepped forward and explained: "This picture is two meters long and wide. It starts from the Jurchen tribe in Beishan (now outside the Xing'an Mountains), and the island to the east is Kuwu (now Sakhalin Island, Russia)."

Chongzhen raised his head and narrowed his eyes before he saw the Kuwu Island that Liu Ruoyu pointed to. There were still words on the south side of the island, but he couldn't see clearly. He asked, "What is written on it?"

"Return to the emperor, the word is: Boluo River Guard. It belongs to Nuergandusi." Of course, Liu Ruoyu did not have a good vision, but had a good memory. As soon as this rare map was sent, he ordered people to lay it on the ground and look it carefully for several days, and it was like being in the scene.

Chongzhen couldn't help but feel ashamed. He had been the emperor for seventeen years. His understanding of Liaodong was limited to the Nuergandus and several important towns. He never expected that there was such a large island in such a distance, and the island had already established a garrison.

Liu Ruoyu observed the emperor's face, moved his fingers slightly, and said, "Emperor, the one who was facing Kuwu across the sea is Youtiewei. Here are Hanlan River Guards (now Boli, Russia), Mowen River Guards (under the jurisdiction of Vladivostok, Russia), and Jianzhou Jurchens..."

Chongzhen finally knew where the enemy's hometown was, which he had spent tens of millions of taels of silver.

It's so far from Beijing!

And in the east, north, and north of Jianzhou Jurchen, it turned out that there was such a vast territory!

Chongzhen no longer listened to what Liu Ruoyu was saying, and his eyes slowly flowed along the thin lines on the map. These thin lines are the official roads of the Ming Post Road, and may not be able to make it through now, but at least it proves that it was able to make it through before. They are like blood vessels, making the Ming Dynasty a living giant.

King Ding and King Yong were not yet at the age of understanding the map, but they just raised their heads and were shocked by this amazing "giant painting". To them, the Ming Dynasty was just an abstract concept. Now looking at this map, they could only think about: how long has it been drawn for such a large painting!

It took a quarter of an hour to see the southwest from the northeast, and from the bustling southeast coast, the vast Palaciori in the Western Regions.

The Pamir Mountains are the border of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty.

"The state dynasty did not set up a garrison in the Western Regions, right?" Emperor Chongzhen was a little unconfident and asked Wang Chengen carefully.

Wang Chengen also looked at it for a long time and said, "Emperor, this picture seems to include the Mongolian tribes."

Liu Ruoyu had such questions before. However, the book "Diwei" approved by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince clearly defined the concept of "Homeland of China" and was used to solve this problem. He leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, I said that although my Ming Dynasty did not include these areas, the land I once occupied and managed by the Xia Xia should be regarded as "Homeland of China". When the country is strong in the future, it will be recaptured so that it will be worthy of the Han and Tang lords."

Chongzhen always regarded Emperor Taizong of Tang as an idol. Whether it was calligraphy, emperor's mind, or even educating his children, he consciously or unconsciously moved closer to the emperor. Now he heard that the crown prince also had the courage and look like "Tian Khan" in the distance, and he couldn't help but feel hot all over. His scalp was numb, and he was filled with the pride of being his father.

"It is certainly good to have such ambitions." Chongzhen said: "But here is thousands of miles away from our Central Plains. How can we set up officials to govern the people?"

Liu Ruoyu said: "The Emperor's concern is the crux of the problem, but I think the master's meaning is: no matter whether it can be cured or not, it must be taken back first. As for later generations, it is naturally what future generations consider."

Chongzhen couldn't help but nodded and said, "This is reasonable. The ancestors have founded their foundation, and the descendants of future generations are firmly in their pursuit and pioneering. This is the right reason. Can you two listen to it?"

King Ding is fourteen years old this year and is still ignorant of national affairs, but he has a clear understanding of the emperor's authority and his every move. He does not need other people to remind him and blurt out a bunch of clichés that he obeys. King Yong interprets his half-brother and also makes great determination, and vows to be a prince who is beneficial to the emperor and can appease the people.

Liu Ruoyu lowered his eyes slightly and set off an unknown gaze to look at King Ding and King Yong.

He had never had such a moment when he hated the two princes so much. Perhaps because they grew up, it was more likely that the Crown Prince was not with the emperor and the empress for many years. For the Crown Prince who held a strong army and had a full wing, the biggest threat was not Jiannu or the rebellion, but the two naughty children in the palace who were breaking out of the cocoon.

——Although they are now like two caterpillars that can be killed by randomness, who knows what they will be like in the future? Can the Tian family have another touching scene of Ximiao and the brotherly and friendship between Ximiao and the current generation?

Liu Ruoyu's long-term silent heart suddenly moved. If His Royal Highness did not get married as soon as possible and gave birth to the emperor's grandson, the Tian family would not be truly stable.

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

——It seems that I should have pointed out the ignorant little girl.

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

...

"Ah snee!" Lu Suyao walked to the door of the Crown Prince's study room, and her sinuses itched for no reason, so she sneezes gently. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it. She confirmed that there was no sign of indecentness before signing up.

"Dian..." Lu Suyao looked up and saw Zhu Cilang lying on the recliner, her face turned slightly red, and she was already asleep. "...Down." She lowered her voice and walked forward slowly, wanting to cover a blanket for the crown prince. Because the fire was burning under the floor tiles, the whole study room was steaming hot, so some windows had to open to expose the fire. This was the breakthrough point of wind and cold. If you sleep in such a well-dressed manner without covering the quilt, you would definitely get sick.

Zhu Cixuan is not as frightened as Lu Suyao when he is sick. He has always enjoyed the top medical treatment in the country and lacks an intuitive concept of typhoid fever. Moreover, according to his health theory in his previous life, it is best to have a small cold once a year, so that he can exercise his immune system. As the saying goes, "Minor diseases continue, and serious diseases do not occur."

When the thin blanket was covered by Zhu Cixuan, the crown prince woke up with the heat after taking a nap.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Cixuan felt that the blood had not flowed to his legs, so he had to maintain this posture that lacked grace and majesty.

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

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

"I ask Your Highness to finalize the seating for tonight's dinner party." Lu Suyao would not challenge Zhu Cilang's patience, so she quickly presented the seating table.

This is a regular dinner party, including officials from the Shanxi Provincial Administration and powerful families, landlords and wealthy merchants in the Restoration District. This mixed dinner party seems to be unable to promote anything, but it is not the case for those who are familiar with the inside story: it takes a considerable amount of tickets to have a meal with His Royal Highness.

Zhu Cilang glanced at him and nodded, "Sure."

Lu Suyao knew that the crown prince never cared about such a "meaningless" problem, and the seats of officials were arranged by official positions and political achievements, and the seats of the landlords of the merchants were determined based on the amount of donations, and the attendants were just arranged.

"Your Highness, the officials of the Taxation Department of the Ministry of Revenue have arrived in Taiyuan. If your Highness does not make any special arrangements, they will arrange for them to meet at noon the next day at 12 o'clock and report the draft tax law." Lu Suyao said.

"What were the arrangements before?" Zhu Cixuan stood up and walked towards the Huanghuali Book Case left by King Jin.

Lu Suyao can report it one by one without looking at the schedule in her hand.

"After the dinner party, Your Highness will meet with Zhang Shiqi, the new Shanxi governor, at 8 o'clock; at 9 o'clock, the governor Qin Liangyu will ask for instructions on the "country" special topic in the second issue of the "Hu Ben Daily". At 10:30, Your Highness will listen to the rewards of the Zhencang defense line..."

"Wait." Zhu Cixuan interrupted Lu Suyao: "The situation of the battle two days ago will not change because I listen or not. This time can be freed up."

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

"Why do you need to sleep for a long time before your lifetime? You will naturally sleep after death." Zhu Cixuan gently tapped the table: "Let the tax department come to 10:30. Also, this sentence makes a slogan for me to find someone to sleep for those who have to sleep for three hours a day!"
Chapter completed!