His red peppers are ripe.
If there are no problems, the hot pot restaurant can open in a month!
Winter calls for spice!
In winter, we need fire!
Just as Zhao Huan was about to personally go to the kitchen to direct the cooking, Zhao Zhongcong arrived.
The enfeoffment process is progressing very smoothly.
Because the emperor's task was urgent, Zhao Zhongcong dared not be negligent in the slightest.
The entire lineage of Emperor Taizu has already set off for Champa, while the lineage of King Wei has chosen to go to Zhenla.
Zhang Jun, the military commissioner of Jiaozhou, has also been mobilizing troops, ready to welcome the imperial family members at any time.
Zhao Huan took the memorial from Zhao Zhongcong and casually glanced at the names on it.
He didn't care too much, after all, there were too many members of the royal family, and they were being moved to such a far place, so he guessed that a number of them would fall ill on the way.
"Zhao Zongzheng, I have a question for you."
"Whatever Your Majesty needs, I will answer without reservation."
Why did King Zhao Zisong of Yue choose Champa, whose territory was much smaller than that of Zhenla?
Zhao Huan coveted the Nine Dragons River Plain of Champa and wanted to know why Zhao Zisong had abandoned Zhenla and chosen Champa instead.
As far as he knew, Zhao Zisong was an ambitious but incompetent man with no real skills.
Zhao Zhongcong was taken aback by the emperor's tricky question and was momentarily at a loss for words.
Zhao Zhongcong replied hesitantly, "Your Majesty, I do not know."
Zhao Huan didn't blame him; he was just asking out of curiosity.
He was unaware that the decision to choose Champa was suggested by Zhao Zisong's son, who in turn listened to the advice of an eight-year-old boy named Zhao Shen.
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