PS: Two chapters will be updated first, and there will be four chapters tonight.

A faint fragrance of tea wafts in the main hall.

Feng Deshui picked up the tea and took a sip. He looked at Xiao Ming's expression, trying to tell Xiao Ming's reaction to the matter.

The move to the capital was brought up in Chang'an and was strongly opposed by Empress Zhao, the prince and others. The officials who were bribed by King Zhao also moved out of the family rules of the ancestors and kept admonishing the feng shui taboos.

But everyone knows that this is just the selfishness of Empress Zhao and the Crown Prince, because once the capital is moved, the influence of King Zhao on Xiao Wenxuan will be greatly reduced.

"So where does the father want to move the capital?" Feng Deshui mentioned this matter this time, so it was not just a simple home chat, but a temptation to Xiao Ming's attitude.

"Now, only Bianzhou is the most suitable land for the royal family. Once moved to Bianzhou, the west is King Zhao, then Hulao Pass, north of the imperial city is King Yong, southeast of the imperial city is King Wei, and northeast of the imperial city is His Highness, the three kings protect the capital, and the imperial city has been safe and sound since the imperial city was safe." Feng Deshui smiled, as if he was very satisfied with the location of Xindu.

This Bianzhou is Kaifeng in later generations and Tokyo in later generations of Song Dynasty. Xiao Wenxuan chose this position as a very smart person.

Just like Feng Deshui said, once the capital is moved successfully, the imperial city can be backed by three royal vassal kings, and they have enough confidence to say no to the vassal kings of different surnames.

"My father is thorough in thinking, Bianzhou is a Feng Shui treasure land." Xiao Ming hesitated and said.

He was calm on the surface, but in fact he had a stir inside. In modern thinking, the imperial city is an economic circle.

Chang'an is prosperous, and the surrounding prefectures and counties will also be driven to become rich. If the imperial city is really chosen in Bianzhou, its products will save a lot of transportation costs in the future.

After all, Chang'an is 800 kilometers away from Qingzhou, while Bianzhou is only 400 kilometers away. It only takes 100 kilometers to get to Yunzhou, the westmost part of his fief. This distance is about the same as the distance from Qingzhou to Jinling City.

The distance between the imperial city and his fiefdom was shortened by half, which meant that his fiefdom suddenly became important.

And because of his own existence, he may also avoid the chaos in the world due to the abnormal movements of a vassal king of a different surname.

After all, if external troubles are not eliminated now, he doesn't want to lose his own position in the country of Dayu.

So overall, moving the capital is not harmful to me. On the contrary, I can also gain the same geographical advantage as King Zhao over the imperial city.

"So your Highness supports the emperor to move the capital?" Feng Deshui smiled slightly, "Now Chang'an City has a quarrel over the capital migration. If so, your Highness will be the one who expresses his heart and mind, so as not to accuse His Highness of the court of justice."

Xiao Ming was stunned for a moment. He never liked to pay attention to the affairs in the court. Feng Deshui said this because he wanted to report his previous memorial that he supported the movement of the capital.

He smiled and found that he was no longer the dispensable King of Qi in the Great Yu Kingdom, but he also had his own weight in the court of the Great Yu Kingdom.

But thinking about it, he is now like a rank-up official, and he is also an important figure in the eyes of all officials in Chang'an.

After a long time of trouble, Feng Deshui reported the good news, and also wrote a letter to support the capital in order to win his letter. Feng Deshui should be going to the King of Wei.

But he thought it was too simple, and Feng Deshui's words below made him stunned.

"Since Your Highness supports moving the capital, your Highness may have to put some effort into the construction of this imperial city." Feng Deshui looked cunning.

Xiao Ming's face turned pale. The construction of the imperial city was not a joke. He said, "Shilarious Minister Feng, you don't know the situation of my king's fief. Now you have the money to build the imperial city."

"Hahaha... Your Highness misunderstood. The imperial court naturally paid for the money to build the imperial city. Your Highness will only take advantage of the situation. How could he suffer a loss?" Feng Deshui looked like you know.

Xiao Ming was relieved. Feng Deshui meant that he could contract the construction of the imperial city, and this large-scale construction was a business that made money.

If you say that, this is indeed a good thing. He doesn't care where Xiao Wenxuan built the imperial city, but it's a good thing that he can make money himself.

However, for Xiao Ming, he was actually more willing to build the imperial city in Youzhou than in Bianzhou.

The emperor guards the country's gates and the king dies in the country. He is even more happy to see the arrival of a glorious era.

But now Youzhou is still in the hands of the barbarians, it would be a joke to mention this matter.

After talking about moving the capital, Feng Deshui suddenly laughed and said, "Your Highness, when I came, I saw that the city of Qingzhou was undergoing major renovations. I also saw many magical roads in the city. I wonder what this is?"

"This is a cement road." Xiao Ming said, his eyes turned and said to Feng Deshui: "What does Mr. Feng think of this kind of road?"

"Yes, it's similar to the stone roads in Chang'an City. They are very hard, and it will not affect your walking at all." Feng Deshui pondered. When he entered the city, he took a fancy to such concrete roads and liked them very much.

Although the capital was moving is far away and there was a long debate in the court, he might as well show his construction ability in advance.

What he lacks now is the accumulation of primitive capital. The construction of the imperial city is a big money-making project, and he has no reason not to compete.

If the capital moves through, the following is probably the matter of the princes competing for the construction of the imperial city.

"Mr. Feng just saw the surface." Xiao Ming said with a smile: "It's still early now, so why not follow me to see something really interesting."

"Is that true?" Feng Deshui showed a strong interest.

After saying that, the two of them immediately left the royal palace and headed towards Qingzhou Street. Now one-fifth of the roads in Qingzhou City have been laid, and many underground pipelines have been laid.

Xiao Ming led Feng Deshui to the Wei Family Restaurant instead of going to other places.

"Your Highness, are you going to invite the old slave to drink?" Feng Deshui smiled when he arrived at the place.

"No, no, Mr. Feng, please look here." Xiao Ming pointed to a trench, where cement pipes were buried.

"What is this?" Feng Deshui said in confusion.

"This is a cement-made pipe. A pipe is connected to the main pipe in front of the door. In the future, guests who enter the restaurant can go to the toilet directly in the restaurant. In the future, even if it rains heavily in the city, there will be no water accumulation." Xiao Ming explained.

Feng Deshui was a little confused, "Aren't this toilet always in a restaurant? You only need a manure bucket. Isn't this unnecessary?"

"Mr. Feng, the difference is here. With this pipe, there is no need for a manure bucket. The guests who enter the restaurant will live more comfortably. Look at the ceramic pipe that leads from the upstairs to the downstairs. There will be a flush toilet in the room of each restaurant."
Chapter completed!