On October 20, the thirty-fourth year of Taiping, the Ming Dynasty envoy fleet headed by Zhu Jingyuan entered the Persian Gulf.
Zhu Jingyuan finally entered his own territory and came out of the room to enjoy the surrounding scenery on the bow.
Although there was sand everywhere and nothing to see, Zhu Jingyuan seemed to have seen the future.
Oil is the blood of war and industry, and oil can sustain the imperial financial hegemony.
The entire Persian Gulf is completely controlled by one big country, and only Zhu Jingyuan can understand the possible impact on the world.
Luo Feiya, who was following Zhu Jingyuan, looked at the distant coastline and pouted unconsciously.
Zhu Jingyuan's followers now know that Zhu Jingyuan will stay in Dashi Country for several months.
But they didn't know that Dashi Country was digging for black gold, and Zhu Jingyuan would not be idle and introduce his family's financial income to the maids.
So Luo Feiya has already recalled the depression of the last time she came here.
Three months have passed, and this understanding of this desolate and poor territory has become deeply ingrained.
Luo Feiya didn't dare to complain, she just prayed in her heart.
I hope that after seeing the situation in the territory, His Royal Highness will soon get tired of the boredom here, change his mind as soon as possible, and go to the mainland of Ming Dynasty.
The next morning, the passenger ship arrived at Liusha City, the capital of the Dashi Country.
Luo Feiya followed Zhu Jingyuan onto the deck again, and when she looked at the nearby coastline again, she was completely stunned.
Where did that deserted, deserted, shabby town go?
Shi Liu Zhixin, the chief minister of Dashi Country, also looked at the coast in a daze for a long time.
The entire Liusha City has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past three months.
The population has doubled several times and it has become a quite lively city.
The key is that now there are construction sites everywhere around the city and busy people everywhere.
The original narrow and dilapidated pier has basically disappeared and been replaced by a newly constructed concrete pier.
On the other side of the pier, there are several huge circular storage tanks, and more people are building more storage tanks.
What's even more outrageous is that there are many workers building the city wall outside the city, using steel and concrete structures, but it is a classical city wall...
Zhu Jingyuan was quite shocked when he saw this scene. After he realized what he was doing, he asked Liu Zhixin next to him:
"Is that a city wall being built? Why are we still building a city wall now? Who gave the order?"
Liu Zhixin was also a little confused, and then he quickly realized:
"Your Majesty, the palace should be under construction. Technically speaking, it is not a city wall, but the outer wall of the palace.
"The matter of repairing the palace has been reported to me. The standards are given by the imperial court. You have so many things to do, you may have forgotten..."
Zhu Jingyuan finally realized that what he was reading was a telegram. There were no drawings on it, only a simple explanation.
After Dashi Country sold its oil for the first time and had some money, Liu Zhixin suggested building a palace and applied to the imperial court for the construction standards of the palace.
Zhu Jingyuan didn't think much about it at the time. Since the Dashi Kingdom didn't have a serious palace, he would just build one.
Anyway, Dashi Country is rich now, and will become even richer in the future. How can the prince of the desert be defeated, he can be defeated.
Zhu Jingyuan directly expressed his agreement at that time and asked relevant personnel to contact the court for handling.
And the scale is required to be as large as possible. If there is not enough money now, you can plan the layout first, circle the area, and build slowly later.
Later, Zhu Jingyuan received another report saying that the imperial court had finalized the specifications. Zhu Jingyuan even took a look at it at that time.
The palace is 900 meters long from north to south and 720 meters wide from east to west, with a total area of 648,000 square meters, or approximately 973 acres.
The palace outside the city, the palace of the vassal king, the palace of the king of the vassal state, and the palace inside the capital city are not the same thing.
For the palace within the inner city of the capital, tens of thousands of square meters is the limit. After all, the courtyard within the city cannot be too big.
There are countless palaces outside the city. The palaces of foreign vassal kings and vassal kings often cost hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of square meters.
Especially the palaces of prince-level vassal kings are basically discounted from the Forbidden City in the capital, and the length and width should not exceed it.
The Forbidden City covers an area of 720,000 square meters, and Zhu Jingyuan's palace is 648,000 square meters. The imperial court gave them a 10% discount.
Zhu Jingyuan recalled this information and looked at the city wall under construction in the distance again:
"So this wall, which is estimated to be ten meters high and seems to have horses racing on it, is actually my yard?"
Zhu Jingyuan sighed in his heart, and then soon had new doubts:
"Isn't that right? Isn't the length of the palace 900 meters long? The length of this wall is definitely more than 900 meters..."
Liu Zhixin handed over his hand again and explained:
"Your Majesty, the palace wall is nine hundred meters long, which is equivalent to the Forbidden City.
"What the king sees now is the outer wall, which is two thousand meters long and wide.
“The royal palaces of the Qin, Jin, and Yan Zhou vassals all had two floors, the inner and the outer.
"The court obviously took this standard into consideration..."
Among Zhu Yuanzhang's sons, the treatment of Qin, Jinyan and Zhou vassals was obviously different from that of other vassals.
There is not only the "palace city" where you live, but also another layer of "royal city" outside, and beyond that is the city wall of the city.
Especially the Prince of Zhou's palace, the palace city and the royal city of Lao Wu Zhu Ju are the best among all the vassal kings.
Now that Zhu Jingyuan is the most senior vassal king, the standard of the royal palace has once again been greatly improved compared to that of King Zhou.
Zhu Jingyuan's memories related to the house in his previous life were mixed with his cognition in this life, and he subconsciously sighed:
“So the 680,000 square meters is actually a house, and the 4 million square meters is my yard?
"How do you decorate such a big house and yard..."
However, Zhu Jingyuan soon realized that the biggest problem in building such a large palace in such a place was actually the water source.
Domestic water and greening are both big issues.
In this vast desert, there is not much fresh water on the ground, and there may be more oil than water underground.
Groundwater is left over from the prehistoric ice age and there is basically no replenishment. Unrestricted pumping of groundwater may lead to ground subsidence.
All we can do is disintegrate the sea water.
The abundant oil should be used as an energy source to oxidize sea water.
Thinking of this, Zhu Jingyuan slightly regretted choosing the palace here.
The climate next to the Mediterranean should be much more comfortable than here.
However, this Grand Food Palace is actually the official symbolic and formal ceremonial palace of the kingdom, so it requires the approval and regulations of the imperial court.
The current core of the Great Food Kingdom is in the Persian Gulf, so it is indeed most appropriate for the capital and official palace to be placed here in Liusha City.
If you want to live comfortably, then save a few more years and find a place with a good environment to build a palace and manor.
Zhu Jingyuan understood the meaning of this palace in his heart, and he relaxed again.
Zhu Jingyuan pointed at the large construction site and looked around at his courtiers, staff, guards, maids, business managers and craftsmen:
"From now on, this will be the palace of our Dashi Kingdom."
A group of people around, whether they knew about architectural planning or not, were all shocked by Liu Zhixin's introduction.
The palace city covers an area of 640,000 square meters and the royal city covers an area of 4 million square meters.
This scale is also among the best in the world.
How much would it cost to build and decorate it according to the standards of a royal palace?
Can this big food country have so much money?
At the same time, the dock had been emptied, leaving only the palace officials, the guards maintaining law and order, and the dock workers.
The Zhoushan Island passenger ship slowly docked at the pier under the guidance of workers.
The passenger ship is fixed and the gangway is lowered.
Guan Tianpei disembarked first with the guards, checked with Dashiguo to confirm his identity, checked the situation around the pier, and deployed defenses around the pier.
Only then did Zhu Jingyuan lead a group of people around him down the ramp.
Zhu Jianfeng, his wife, his wife and the guards followed closely behind.
After his feet landed on the dock, Zhu Jianfeng looked around and said with emotion:
"It's the end of October, but it's still so warm here. The temperature must be 20 degrees..."
Zhu Jingyuan, who was not far away, heard the sound and looked at his uncle Jiu strangely. Why did this guy get off the boat here?
Are you still planning to come to my palace as a guest? Shouldn't we go back to the capital directly?
Zhu Jingyuan thought about the situation in the capital and replied casually:
“According to officials from the royal palace, only during the few days at the end of the year, the temperature may drop below ten degrees in the early morning.
“The rest of the winter, temperatures are in the teens to 20s.
"Winter is the most comfortable time here. Uncle Jiu might as well spend the winter here."
Zhu Jianfeng was stunned for a moment, and then he agreed directly with a smile:
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey. I just want to see how this big food country becomes rich..."
Now it was Zhu Jingyuan who was stunned:
"Um...Uncle Jiu, just be happy..."
The highest official left behind in the Dashi Kingdom, the chief trial officer of the Dashi Nation, Xu Minghui, brought officials from the Dashi Nation to formally meet with Zhu Jingyuan.
Zhu Jingyuan needed to adjust to the jet lag and rest, so after a brief greeting, he immediately sent Zhu Jingyuan and his entourage to the palace to rest.
Naturally, servants will clean up and carry other rituals, so people like Zhu Jingyuan don’t have to worry about it themselves.
Even Zhu Jingyuan's personal maid didn't need to think about such things herself.
The construction of the new Dashi King's Palace will take time, but the original County Prince's Palace has been renovated.
The decoration level of the entire palace has directly changed from a dilapidated and makeshift state to an exquisite and luxurious level.
Zhu Jingyuan has always lived in a house of similar style. He has never seen the Dashi King's Palace before, so he doesn't feel anything special about it.
Luo Feiya, who was following Zhu Jingyuan, now felt a little confused in time and space.
The little girl was immediately confused. Is the place she came to three months ago really here?
Why did that poor food country suddenly become so rich?
Even if you are entertaining your own prince, the treatment is different from entertaining guests. You can't not even decorate the house.
So during the three months since I left, have I discovered any huge treasures here?
Or is it Prince Dashi himself who brought huge wealth to this place?
