In Zhu Rong's eyes, although his fief was as much as 40,000 mu, he was still able to obtain a lot of land.
However, for the sake of food, not a single mu of the 40,000 mu of land could be touched.
That was where the problem came.
With Zhu Xiong's current number of 100,000 subjects, it was already a huge number.
In the northwest, most of the counties didn't have as many people as Zhu Xiong's current subordinates.
With so many people in the same place, they needed to plan their meals, accommodation, and toilet.
In the past, Zhu Xiong was busy solving the food problem and did not pay much attention to the planning of these people.
However, he was reminded by the soldier.
Zhu Xiong also discovered the problem.
Therefore, he specially brought them around.
Then, many problems were exposed.
The thatched cottages were too densely packed, and it was impossible to start a fire inside.
Otherwise, if they got into the water, tens of thousands of huts would be destroyed.
There weren't enough latrines, and they had to wait for half a day in line.
There were only a few dozen latrines in a gathering place of hundreds of thousands of people. How could it be enough?
There was a serious shortage of wells, and they had to queue for half a day to get water.
There was no need to mention the environment. In short, it was dirty and messy. It was completely a refugee nest.
And clothes.
Regardless of whether it was a male subject or a female subject, they were still wearing the same clothes when they came.
There were no decent clothes to change into.
Not to mention taking a shower.
There was no place in the entire colony where one could take a bath.
Therefore, the entire colony was filled with all kinds of strange smells.
These were not the only problems.
In short, there were still various problems that needed to be solved in the territory.
Moreover, as the number of subjects increased, these problems had reached a point where they had no choice but to be resolved.
But how?
Zhu Xiong felt a headache coming on.
In the future, the number of subjects under him would only increase.
Ordinary places simply could not accommodate so many people.
After half a year, the number of subjects under Zhu Xiong's command would reach millions.
In the entire Great Ming, the only cities with a population of more than a million were the capital, Jinling, Suzhou, and Hangzhou.
In the early Ming Dynasty, the entire population of the Ming Dynasty was generally concentrated in the Central Plains. There were a lot of people in the hundreds of thousands, but there were very few people in the millions.
Moreover, in Zhu Xiong's eyes, a million people was just the beginning.
Zhu Xiong had calculated that his annual population growth had reached more than six million.
In two years, his subjects would exceed twenty-six million.
Was this something that his small fief of 40,000 mu could accommodate?
Even the current Jin Ling City wouldn't be able to accommodate two or three of them.
Therefore, there was only one way for Zhu Xiong to solve the population problem!
That was to build his own giant city!
A giant city that could easily accommodate tens of millions of people!
But here came the problem!
To build such a huge city, the first thing to do was to occupy a huge area!
Where did Zhu Xiong get such a big piece of land?
Even if there was, would Old Zhu agree?
Of course there were. To build such a huge city, it was not just a dream. It required construction talents.
Zhu Rong had as many subordinates as he wanted.
But this was a talent.
No!
Not only that, building such a huge city required not only manpower but also material resources.
The resources needed to build a city were definitely an ocean.
With Zhu Xiong's current wealth, what could he use to build it?
All these difficulties piled up together and became a huge problem for Zhu Xiong.
However, Zhu Rong thought for a moment. He had no choice but to build this giant city.
He had no choice!
Otherwise, as the population increased, problems would arise sooner or later.
After thinking about it, Zhu Xiong decided to discuss it with Song Sheng and see if this old general who had been guarding the border for many years had any good ideas.
Song Sheng was surprised by Zhu Rong's arrival.
Ever since Zhu Rong came to Gan Province, he was the only one who went to look for Zhu Rong regarding the marriage of the soldiers at the border.
And Zhu Xiong had never taken the initiative to visit him.
This was the first time Zhu Xiong had come to see him after coming to Gan Province for so long.
The two of them met in the living room of Song Sheng's mansion.
Seeing Zhu Rong suddenly visit, Song Sheng smiled and greeted him,"
"This subject, Song Sheng greets King Su. I don't know what has caused your highness to personally pay a visit. Actually, if there's anything, your highness only needs to let this subject know, and this subject will naturally go and pay a visit to your highness.”
Zhu Xiong smiled and said straightforwardly,"
"Lord Song, this king doesn't come here for no reason. This time, I naturally have something to ask Lord Song.”
Song Sheng stroked his beard and smiled.
"If your highness has something to say, just say it. This subject will naturally tell you everything I know.”
Zhu Xiong nodded slightly, thought for a moment and said,"
"Lord Song, you must know that the number of refugees in my fief is increasing day by day. The current population has already exceeded 100,000.”
"Although this king's fief is 40,000 mu, it is of great use to this king.”
"But, I can't let these refugees live outside my fief forever, right?”
"There has to be a place to go."
Song Sheng was stunned when he heard that and said,
"Shouldn't Your Highness look for the Gan Province Zhizhou for this matter? Wasn't it his business to arrange for the refugees?”
"Although 100,000 people is a lot, it's still manageable for Gan Province.”
"Moreover, I believe that Zhizhou will be very happy to arrange it.”
"After all, Your Highness 'face is here. In the entire northwest, who doesn't give Your Highness some face?”
Zhu Xiong shook his head slightly and said,"
" No, I don't want to do that. After all, these people have traveled thousands of miles to Gan Province. They trust me and are willing to follow me. I can't disappoint them.”
"Throwing them to the Imperial Court is irresponsible.”
Song Sheng was stunned. Zhu Xiong's words were a little bold.
He had 100,000 people in his hands, yet he was unwilling to hand them over to the Imperial Court?
Although these people were all refugees, if someone wanted to sue Zhu Rong for a rebellion, even if Zhu Rong was a prince, he would have to bear the consequences!
Zhu Xiong had lived two lives and was not a hothead. He naturally guessed what Song Sheng was thinking.
He didn't play dumb and said bluntly,"
"Lord Song, you don't have to think too much."
"This king doesn't have that many thoughts. I just want to find a better place and arrange a better home for these people.”
Song Sheng naturally didn't believe Zhu Rong's nonsense.
He didn't believe that Zhu Xiong was holding onto the 100,000 refugees just because he had good intentions.
Song Sheng was even more convinced that Zhu Xiong was preparing to build his foundation in the northwest.
This King Su was scheming!
Song Sheng had been in the northwest for more than twenty years. Although he was far from the court, he was very familiar with the affairs of the court.
Now, the current emperor was old. He might die one day.
And the Emperor had appointed a grandson as his successor. How could this convince the masses?
Which of the Emperor's sons would be convinced?
The current emperor had many children, and none of them were easy to deal with.
With Song Sheng's foresight, how could he not see that once the Emperor passed away, there would definitely be internal strife in Great Ming.
This King Su originally did not have much status among the princes.
The throne was very far away from King Su.
It seemed that this Prince Su was not convinced and was preparing for the future!
Song Sheng asked calmly,"
"Then what does Your Highness plan to do?"
Zhu Xiong thought for a moment and said bluntly,"
"This king is preparing to build a city to settle these refugees.”
"Hiss!"
Song Sheng gasped.
"Wangye, do you know what you're saying?”
Zhu Rong said with certainty,"
"This King wants to build a city!"
Song Sheng calmed himself down and asked carefully,"
"Your Highness, building a city is not just talk. It is a very large project, and this matter requires the approval of His Majesty.”
"Your Highness, have you reported this matter? Will Your Majesty agree?"
Zhu Xiong shook his head and said,"
"I didn't report. I didn't plan to tell father about the city.”
Song Sheng was dumbfounded. The way he looked at Zhu Rong changed.
"Wangye, don't joke around. Building a city privately is a great crime. The Ming Dynasty is not like the previous dynasty. Building a city privately will be imprisoned. Even if you are His Majesty's son, I'm afraid you are no exception.”
Zhu Xiong nodded and said,"
"This king knows, so this king came to find you, hoping that Lord Song can give me some pointers.”
Song Sheng's face darkened immediately!
He cursed in his heart.
Asking him such a question?
How many brains did Song Sheng have to participate in this?
Wasn't this King Su afraid that he would directly report him?
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