We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

"Your Highness doesn't know something!"

Uncle Yang paced anxiously in the yard, saying:

"Ninggu County is where criminals are exiled and the poorest place in all of Daqing."

"Winter is unusually long, especially in the northern part of the country, where it takes up more than half of the year."

"Not to mention that it's surrounded by barbarians, there's also Goryeo to the south, and transportation to the Central Plains is inconvenient."

Uncle Yang stood there, staring towards the direction of the Imperial Palace. "Your Majesty, this isn't asking you to become a vassal, this is clearly exile!"

As Li Che's steward, Uncle Yang himself has no good feelings towards Emperor Qing, let alone loyalty.

He was a down-and-out scholar from the previous dynasty who was helped by Concubine Yang. He had always been loyal to her. After her death, this loyalty was transferred to Li Che.

In other words, if Li Che died in the court today, Uncle Yang could immediately gather a group of people to rebel against Emperor Qing.

"Uncle Yang, this is already very good." Li Che comforted him, "At least there is still a way to survive there. It is better than staying in the capital."

Li Che did not try to explain that the land in Northeast China was not as barren as they imagined.

On the contrary, it may be the most fertile land in Daqing.

In the previous life, the development of that land began in the late Qing Dynasty.

Before this, no dynasty with agricultural civilization had tried to develop that precious land, so it had always been occupied by nomadic civilization.

The cold weather is the main problem, while the strategic location and inconvenient transportation are secondary issues.

Even I would need to spend some time trying to solve these problems before I could unleash the terrifying potential of that land.

"Your Highness..." The old butler looked at Li Che with red eyes.

His Highness is still as sensible as he was when he was a child.

No matter how bullied he was outside, he would always be gentle when he returned home and never take his anger out on his servants.

A hint of determination flashed in Uncle Yang's eyes.

"Your Highness, I will go and gather my old friends in the imperial capital and go to Ninggu County with you."

After saying that, Uncle Yang turned around and was about to leave.

Li Che quickly grabbed him and said, "Absolutely not!"

As I recall, these so-called old buddies Uncle Yang mentioned were not good people at all.

They were all death warriors raised by the royal family of the previous dynasty. Although most of them changed their identities and returned to normal life after the fall of the previous dynasty, a small number of them still lay dormant in the imperial capital, looking for opportunities.

Even Li Che doesn't know the identities of these people, only Uncle Yang can contact them.

It seems that it is not unfair for the original body to be suspected by Emperor Qing.

He really has the capital to rebel!

"Uncle Yang, listen to me." Li Che pulled Uncle Yang aside and said seriously, "I was just crowned king, and there are so many eyes watching me in the court. Now you suddenly bring a group of people here, isn't that just handing us a handle in their hands?"

"By then, if the charges are proven, being held accountable to me would be a small matter, but it would also implicate these brothers."

Uncle Yang was not reckless, he was just a little confused in a moment of panic.

After hearing Li Che's analysis, he stopped in his tracks with a worried look on his face: "What should we do then? Your Highness will definitely need some help when he goes to such a dangerous place to be a vassal."

"Your Majesty has granted me permission to form a personal guard of 1,500 men, drawn from the various camps in the Imperial Capital."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Yang's expression grew even more gloomy. "The three battalions of the Imperial Capital's garrison, plus the Imperial Guards and the City Defense Force, are all directly under the Emperor. How can His Highness use such personal guards?"

"Don't worry about that. I already have a candidate in mind for my personal guards." Li Che changed the subject and said, "I need you to help me with another very important matter."

"Whatever it is, Your Highness, just tell me what you want. I will do it for you even if it costs me my life."

"It's not that serious." Li Che waved to a little maid in the distance, "Qiu Wen, go to my study and get some writing brushes and ink."

The little maid nodded obediently and ran to the study deep in the courtyard.

"I'll make a list for you later. Take people to buy these things. The more the better."

Li Che belatedly thought of a question: "How much money is left in the mansion?"

Uncle Yang replied, "There are still five hundred taels of silver."

"Mr. Duo?" Li Che widened his eyes.

Five hundred taels? A prince only has five hundred taels of silver?

Yes, five hundred taels of silver is a huge sum of money for ordinary people, even ordinary officials.

But for a prince, this amount of money may not even be enough to cover daily expenses.

"There are only five hundred taels left, and this is what Your Highness saved by living frugally every day."

Li Che rubbed his temples with a headache. "Forget it. I'll write down some important things. You go buy them first. It won't be too late to buy the rest after the salary awarded by His Majesty comes in."

I originally wanted to leave the imperial capital as soon as possible, but it seems I will have to stay for a while.

At this time, the girl named Qiuwen also came running over with pen and ink.

Li Che glanced at her and was speechless: "I asked you to get a pen and ink, and you really only got a pen and ink?"

"Ah?" The little girl looked at him in a daze.

“Where am I supposed to write without paper?!”

"Ah!" The little girl suddenly realized, her cheeks flushed, and she ran back 'thump thump thump'.

After a while, the paper was finally brought.

Li Che spread out the paper and Uncle Yang helped grind it.

Fortunately, the original owner's muscle memory is still there, so even if he has never touched calligraphy before, he can learn it after a little practice.

After a little thought, he wrote down a long list.

Uncle Yang took the list and couldn't help but read aloud: "White floribunda...isn't this a flower? What do you want it for?"

"Watch out the cold."

"Can white buns keep you warm?" Uncle Yang asked in surprise.

"Of course." Li Che smiled.

Baidiezi is actually cotton.

The history of cotton being introduced into the Central Plains can be traced back to a very early time, but it was not widely used at first. Instead, it was circulated among the nobility as an ornamental flower.

In the original time and space, it was not until the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty encouraged the planting of cotton that it gradually developed into a product for keeping warm.

In this world, the true use of cotton has not yet been discovered.

Uncle Yang's eyes quickly swept across the list, and he immediately showed an embarrassed expression.

Except for a few that are easy to find, most of them are rare, and some of them have names you have never heard of.

Li Che saw Uncle Yang's dilemma and said, "It's okay. Go find the easy-to-find things first. When I'm free, we can look for the rest."

Uncle Yang nodded and solemnly put the list away.

"What are you going to do, Your Highness?"

Li Che grinned and said, "Go to the criminal army and recruit my personal guards."