Soon the day for the groundbreaking of Daxing City came, and Yang Guang followed Yang Jian to Daxing City, a wasteland.

Construction has not yet begun, but eight high towers have been built, allowing people to go up and see further, observe the current construction status of Daxing City, and serve as supervisors.

Yang Jian looked around on the wasteland, as if he had seen the majestic imperial city in the future. He was in a good mood and called Yu Wenkai: "Yu Wenkai, this place is rich in water and grass. It is a lucky place. I will meet you on the day when Daxing City is built."

I’ll reward you well. Now you don’t have to worry about anything else, just build Daxing City for me wholeheartedly.”

"Wei Chen takes the edict."

Yang Yong looked at Yang Jian's command from the side, and then saw Yang Guang following behind without saying a word, feeling depressed.

He is even more worried now that Daxing City has been built. Yang Jian will personally direct it, and Yang Guang has a reputation. This is not a mistake.

After making arrangements, Yang Jian called Yang Guang: "Prince Jin."

"My son is here."

"The construction of Daxing City will begin today. I have recruited 150,000 civilians from all over the country. They will arrive one after another. Now there are 20,000 civilians. Yu Wenkai wants to build drainage first. What do you think?"

"It should be so."

"The flush toilet that you and Yu Wenkai built, combined with the drainage system, can indeed greatly alleviate the sewage problem in the future. Let's build it well. If you encounter problems or insufficient funds, come to me more often. You don't need to come to the palace.

Notify and save time."

"My dear father, thank you very much."

Yang Jian came today and brought a group of ministers over. He took the sand table made by Yang Guang and gave them a brag.

Some of them who had already bought a house were happy.

"Gong Baoguo, I heard that you spent 35,000 yuan to buy a yard from someone else. It's really grand."

"Hey, these courtyards are worth the price. Your Majesty gave us a discount before. And look at how close this location is to the palace. You can see the palace every day, as if your majesty is right in front of you. If your majesty has anything to do with me, please contact me.

So as not to keep His Majesty waiting."

Yu Wenshu said with a smile and flattered him. Yang Jian did not stop him, but listened with a slight smile. On a day like this, they must have a good talk, increase the excitement, and ask other ministers to come quickly.<

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Seeing that the emperor was so satisfied, Yuwenshu struck while the iron was hot and said: "To tell you the truth, after I bought this yard, many people came to ask me if I could sell it for 40,000 yuan, but I refused. If we really sat down to talk, it would definitely be more than four people.

Wan Guan, when it is completed, it should be easy to double it. I have benefited from His Majesty, and I have to thank Your Majesty."

Yang Jian smiled and pointed at Duke Bao: "People say that Duke Bao has far-sightedness, and it is true."

"Hey, your Majesty, you have disgraced me."

After these words, the atmosphere became more intense, and the ministers surrounding the emperor asked one after another: "When will your majesty's other districts start selling them again? We also want to buy one as soon as possible."

Is this asking about the house? Is this looking at the wind direction to show loyalty?

"Can it also have the same scale as the previous sales area?"

Yang Jian looked at Yang Guang: "Prince Jin, let me tell you."

Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Guang, and Yang Guang stepped forward: "There are no more buildings with only two sets of courtyards in each district like the previous one. If only two sets of courtyards are built, then the land in Daxing City will be exhausted.

It’s not enough.”

As soon as these words came out, the nobles who had received the yard before were very happy. There is high room for price increase, the location is good, and the resources are scarce. What do you call this? This is called a high-quality core asset.

"If you want these yards, you can register at the Daxing City Sales Center in the current Haishi Inn in Chang'an City. Once there is any outflow, interested parties will be notified. However, you will have to pay a 2% handling fee when the transaction is completed.

Of course, you can also talk about it yourself."

There is no doubt that this kind of resource will not flow out in a short time.

"Except for these four districts, the other districts will start selling after they are planned. Daxing City is a brand new city, and all the plans will be very reasonable, such as hospitals, schools, good districts, and you can go out for two days.

You can reach the medical center and the school in just a few steps. All facilities are available, especially in the area surrounding the imperial city. We will notify you at that time."

Yu Wenshu answered: "Your Highness, you must remember to inform me first. I am still thinking of buying more pieces of land. My son is afraid that he will not be able to divide it when the time comes, hahaha."

This is the benefit of our own people. Yu Wenshu and Yang Guang's interests are bound, and they always help Yang Guang speak up and try their best to support Yang Guang.

"Everyone has one more thing. My father unified the currency system and now makes five baht coins. In the future, when selling houses in Daxing City, five baht coins will be given priority."

Yang Jian looked at Yang Guang with great admiration. It was his second son who was sensible. He even took care of his eldest son after doing his own things well. In short, he was promoting his own policies.

Yang Yong could only smile, feeling that all the limelight had gone to Yang Guang, and he was praised for not wearing any trace of the limelight.

The atmosphere at the scene was lively. The ministers who had previously opposed the construction of Daxing City at least did not dare to get into trouble at this juncture. Although Yang Jian was not a person who could not listen to opinions, everyone had a temper. Wouldn't he be seeking death by jumping out at this time?

Suddenly, a minister suggested: "Today's groundbreaking of Daxing City is a first-class event. Why don't you please give your Majesty a few congratulations?"

Yang Jian looks forward to it.

"His Royal Highness, please come first. Your Highness has always been talented in literature. I am looking forward to your beautiful words."

The person who made this suggestion was a minister from the prince's party. Because he knew that Yang Yong was really good at writing, he thought that he should let the prince shine at this time.

Yang Guang also felt good about Yang Yong's literary talent. After all, there was something in him being able to casually say that when the mountain flowers are beautiful and the spring water is warm while catching a white rabbit in the forest, there is something in it.

Finally it was Yang Yong's turn. Yang Yong naturally obliged. He walked out with his head held high and his eyes looked far away and said: "My son is willing to compose a poem for Daxing City."

"The pines and rivers are full of moonlight, and the Mengshan Mountains are majestic."

"There are tall buildings in the northwest, but they are not as high as the city."

"The immortal fell into the world by mistake and found himself in the heavenly palace."

Before Yang Yong could stop, the anxious ministers hurriedly flattered him: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so talented in literature."

"The best in the world, unparalleled."

Yang Jian was also quite satisfied with this and nodded in appreciation.

"His Royal Highness, you have finished writing poems. Your Highness, King Jin, should also show your skills."

Yang Guang is disdainful in his heart, why bother?

I just want Yang Yong to surpass me in literary talent, right? Are you kidding me? Although I can’t write poetry, I can still recite it.

But before Yang Guang could say anything, Yang Jun stood up first: "I'll do it first."

Yang Yong was a little dissatisfied with the third brother who interrupted him: "Why is the third brother so anxious?"

Yang Jun was really anxious, and when he was waiting to pay his respects, he said: "I have nothing to say, so I wish my father good luck in the construction of Daxing City."

Everyone laughed, Yang Jian just smiled and shook his head, then saw Yang Jun running away, and everyone's eyes fell back on Yang Guang.

"I'm not good at poetry, but I feel inspired by it today, so I'll write a few sentences."

"The crimson rooster announces the dawn, and the green clouds and fur are revealed only when the clothes are still on."

"Nine heavens open the palace, and all nations worship their crowns."

After just two sentences, everyone was stunned on the spot. Even the emperor himself was dumbfounded. What kind of description is this? What does it mean to open the palace in nine days? What does it mean that the clothes and hats of all nations worship the crown?

The picture that comes to mind is simply inspiring.

I imagine what this Daxing City would look like if this could really be the case.

But before he could praise him, a guard came eagerly and whispered a few words into the emperor's ear. The emperor's face darkened, and all the excitement of the day was gone.

The border is a thousand miles away and urgent: The Turkic Shabolu Khan provoked a war in the name of revenge for the master of Princess Qianjin of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and war broke out on the border.

Yang Jian's face was livid. He had been immersed in the imagination of Yang Guang's poems just now, but now he had to put everything aside and return to the palace.
Chapter completed!