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Volume Four, Chapter Two, Willfulness

When Jiajing went on a tour, the show was extraordinary. There were as many as tens of thousands of elite soldiers and Jingying Tun Guards who accompanied him. There were also officials, eunuchs and palace maids, etc., which totaled more than 15,000 people.

There are also his personal items, such as dragon tables, dragon chairs, dragon beds, etc., even his commonly used tableware, pots and pans in the imperial kitchen, etc., which are all kinds of things. If you pull them with a carriage, you will need at least dozens of carriages.

To this end, Yang Cong prepared a full twelve ten-section fire dragon cart. There were six of the sections from Shuntian Mansion to Kaifeng Mansion, and there were also six of the sections from Kaifeng Mansion to Chengtian Mansion, because these fire dragon carts could not cross the Yellow River.

After the patrol team arrived at the Xuanwu defender north of Kaifeng Prefecture, the group began to get off the car and get on the boat one after another.

As the emperor, Jiajing naturally didn't have to worry about the transfer of entourage personnel and the loading and unloading of entourage materials. He just had to take the train to wait.

After waiting for nearly two hours, the transportation of personnel and supplies came to an end until lunch was finished. Only then did Jiajing walk off the train surrounded by Yang Cong and a group of important officials of the court, he boarded the dragon chariot that had been prepared, passed through the Xuanwu Guard Cang, and headed straight to the ferry in the south of the city.

In fact, there was no city here. For safety reasons, Yang Cong paid for it out of his own pocket to build a city equivalent to the size of a county town, and also transferred all the military households of the Xuanwu Guard to the city just in case.

Just this, Jiajing is not very satisfied.

He sat on the dragon chariot, glanced around with his telescope, and then said to the eunuch who was accompanying him: "Build a palace here. I will definitely return to Chengtian frequently in the future. If I am free, I may be able to travel here for a few more days."

When Yang Cong heard this, he frowned slightly, "You guy, just to order people to practice the cultivation palace just to make it possible to spend a few days here!"

What if you don't play here?

Then wouldn’t this palace be built in vain?

Building an open palace is not just a word, and the people below dare not build a large yard and fool it. No matter what, a open palace must have the scale and grade of the prince's mansion. That guy will cost at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. If the greedy eunuch is responsible, it is probably possible that the whole tens of thousands of taels of taels.

The Ming Dynasty court has no money now, so can't you save some money?

Of course, Yang Cong couldn't tell Jiajing about this now, and he was too lazy to talk to Jiajing. You're going to do something about your business!

The group passed by the streets of Jinyiwei and Jingying Tunwei, and walked for nearly a quarter of an hour before finally reaching the brand new ferry terminal.

This ferry terminal also took Yang Cong a lot of effort, because he had to dock the Dafu ship, so he dug out mud and sand for several months.

When Jiajing saw the Dafu ship docked at the ferry pier, he was excited again.

He had never seen such a big ship, because ordinary sea ships could not go deep into the inland along the river, and it would be troublesome if they were stranded.

Moreover, this big blessing ship is different from other big blessing ships, because water wheels are also installed on both sides. In order to ensure power, Yang Cong installed four groups of eight water wheels on both sides of the hull. That guy looked like a huge sea carriage, which was really spectacular.

Jiajing looked carefully with a telescope for a while, then couldn't help asking: "Qingfeng, what kind of ship is this? I seem to have never heard of it."

Yang Cong could only explain helplessly: "Your Majesty, this is a dragon boat specially built for you. The hull is the hull of the big blessed ship, but I have saved the sails and other things. The water wheels on both sides are also added to the back. It is not surprising that the emperor has never heard of it, because there is only such a dragon boat in the world, and it was built not long ago."

unique!

This flattery was so good. When Jiajing heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, Qingfeng, you are intent, good, good."

Although this blessed ship is large, it can actually carry more than a hundred people at most. Jiajing's personal guards are more than these. Naturally, other important officials of the court don't have the opportunity to board the dragon boat. Only Yang Cong, Lu Bing, Huang Jin and a group of Jinyiwei masters board the dragon boat.

As soon as the important officials of the court were gone, Jiajing suddenly seemed to have become a different person. As soon as he got on the boat, he led Yang Cong and Lu Bing around, looking at this, touching that, and asking from time to time, what this is for and what that is for, just like a child.

Seeing this, Yang Cong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It’s not easy to be an emperor. Most of the day I have to pretend to be arrogant, just like I’m not living in the world. I’m tired to think about it.

Perhaps this is Jiajing's nature.

Wasn't Jiajing just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child when he entered the palace to ascend the throne? At that time, his father, King Xingxian, had long died, and his mother was not in the palace. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old child had to face a group of "crawly" court officials alone, and I don't know how he survived it.

Perhaps this is how his willfulness is formed, because a child is willful, and when he enters the palace, he is the most willful time. When doing things, he must do whatever he wants.

It would be better if someone could control him. Unfortunately, he was the emperor, and he was an emperor who had not received the orthodox imperial education. He didn't even have a master. Who could control him? Moreover, he was a little clever and had figured out a way to deal with court officials. The effect was quite good. Even Yang Tinghe, the chief assistant of the previous dynasty, was ruined by him.

Since then, he has naturally become more willful.

The ferry river was not far away. Jiajing turned a little on the "dragon boat" and the other side of the river had arrived. He could only sigh helplessly, then pretended to be majestic and steady, got off the boat slowly, got on the dragon chariot, and came to Xuanwu Forewar Celestial City.

There was no city here originally. In order to prevent it, Yang Cong also paid for the construction of acropolis equivalent to the size of a county town, and transferred all the military households of the Xuanwu Forewar to the city.

This time, Jiajing didn't say anything more. Although he was willful, he could not have ordered people to build a palace in two places so close. He just glanced with a telescope and then boarded the Fire Dragon Car that had already parked there.

The journey was almost one day and one night. At about noon on the third day, Jiajing and his party finally arrived at Chengtian Prefecture.

At this time, Yang Cong knew what luxury is and what waste is.

Jiajing didn't know whether it was to show his power or why, but he ordered people to build a small state city in Anluzhou larger than an ordinary city. Moreover, the original Xingxian Palace was expanded by him to be almost the same as the imperial palace.

You know, there are no one living inside at all. What's the point of him building an abandoned royal palace so big?

This is nothing. Jiajing actually ordered people to build the tomb of his father King Xingxian as if it were an imperial tomb!
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