"The sixth prince is working as a farmer in southern Xinjiang. It's really hard on him. How is he doing now?" The emperor wiped away tears.
The eunuch said: "It is indeed very hard. He faces the loess and his back to the sky every day, and he has to take care of the food of tens of thousands of people."
"Hey, he has been reduced to being a cook for others."
"No, he is building Southern Xinjiang City and recruiting refugees from all over the world."
"Really, he was so dedicated to the country and the people."
"How does he feed these people?"
"Your Majesty, he is the one who produces the sweet potatoes that can liven the world. Most of the wine shops in Kyoto are his. The cement that has become popular in Kyoto recently is also his. The largest bank in Dayu is also his... Even Southern Xinjiang is his, and the six countries are also his."
"Quickly, summon all the civil and military officials of the Yu Dynasty and rush thousands of miles to kneel down and beg the sixth prince to ascend the throne."
Yes, very passionate.