There is a real difference. Besides climate change, the Loess Plateau is also experiencing severe soil erosion due to the continuous shrinking and destruction of forest vegetation, human activities such as land reclamation, deforestation, and overgrazing. This has led to sandstorms and other similar issues.
Most importantly, once it becomes the capital, the registered population and the number of households will naturally surge. At that time, the demand for food will inevitably increase dramatically. The canal transport system is no easy task and is prone to some hidden dangers.
Yingtian Prefecture is no longer of interest to us.
Bianliang is not suitable.
Now, Xi'an is Old Zhu's top choice, but Zhu Xiong Ying doesn't approve of it.
That leaves Luoyang and Beiping. However, Luoyang will likely be overlooked for similar reasons to Xi'an.
Is only Beiping left?
This matter requires careful consideration. Old Zhu needs to think it over carefully; the choice of the capital must be made with utmost care.
Old Zhu slowly spoke, saying to Zhu Xiong Ying, "Ying'er, if we establish the capital in Beiping, the potential dangers will be considerable."
Zhu Xiong Ying nodded and said seriously, "Yes, let's do the math. The entire northern region has been outside the rule of Han dynasties for nearly five hundred years. After the Jingkang Incident, foreign tribes ruled directly for nearly three hundred years. If we want to regain control of the northern region, we must do so."
Zhu Biao put down his brush and casually asked, "If the capital were established over there, then the emperor would be guarding the border."
"The emperor guards the nation's gates, and the monarch dies for the state!" Zhu Xiong Ying said with unwavering conviction, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Besides, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, overlooking the Central Plains, and is known as a strategically important location. Since the An Lushan Rebellion in the Tang Dynasty, Beiping's status in the country has become increasingly prominent. With the development by the Liao and Jin dynasties, Beiping is no longer a northern border city."
"However, if we want to restore it to the level of Yuan Dadu, we still need to dredge the canal. Although the canal is silted up now, sea and land transportation can alleviate some of the pressure, which is better than Xi'an."
Old Zhu's eyes gleamed as he muttered to himself, "The emperor guards the nation's gates, the monarch dies for the state! The emperor guards the nation's gates, the monarch dies for the state!"
Zhu Biao thought about it carefully and then said, "That makes sense, but Father Emperor needs to adjust the border defenses. When that happens, many things will be inconvenient after the capital is moved, and abandoning the imperial lineage and Xiaoling Mausoleum will also be inconvenient."
Old Zhu said matter-of-factly, "I am the founding emperor, and I haven't been buried in Xiaoling yet, so it can't be considered abandonment. Everyone knows about my intention to move the capital. Although there is resistance to moving the capital, it is less than that of yours."
Remembering something, Old Zhu immediately said, "Biao'er, Ying'er, if we die, remember to bury us in Xiaoling."
"When the time comes, I will definitely have Grandfather buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum while I carry the coffin," Zhu Xiong Ying said with a grin. "If I also die, I will issue an edict in advance to have him buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum."
Zhu Biao slammed his hand on the table and said irritably, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"
Old Zhu waved his hand, looking only at Zhu Xiong Ying, "It's alright, life and death are all in the hands of Heaven, we're not afraid at our age. Ying'er, don't try to fool your imperial grandfather, otherwise how will you be buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum?"
"My mother was buried in the eastern part of Xiaoling Mausoleum. I was unable to fulfill my filial duties to her while she was alive, so I can only serve her after her death." Zhu Xiong Ying said frankly with a smile, "Besides, I was raised by my grandmother. After my grandfather and grandmother are buried in Xiaoling Mausoleum, I will go there too."
Old Zhu's mind started to wander, and he said with a broad smile, "Ying'er, you said it yourself. Don't deny it when we issue the decree."
Zhu Xiong Ying continued his 'nonsense,' saying, 'Grandfather, you must issue an edict to Father. He can decide what happens after you pass away; there's nothing I can do about it. But if Father is gone, I will bury him in Xiaoling Mausoleum as well, so our family can be together.'
Zhu Biao was furious and said irritably, "If I ascend the throne, I will build a mausoleum. Where can you bury me? How dare you decide?!"
Old Zhu was displeased and glared at Zhu Biao, "Zijin Mountain is so big, how come it can't bury you? Now that you're grown up, don't you want to be with your parents?"
Well, in Zhu Xiong Ying's view, Old Zhu was often just a typical feudal old peasant, and his thoughts were incredibly simple!
In Lao Zhu's eyes, his family members are his "own son" and "own grandson".
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