Chapter 925: The First Generation Monarch

"Then Father, do you think we could go and attack the Suiren Clan? If we're talking about reasons, didn't they come to attack us before? If we strike back, the reason is sufficient and reasonable."

Baifeng shook his head: "No, the Suiren Clan is a piece of meat that, while fat and delicious, would likely cause our Huaxia a great stomachache if we were to swallow it. First, do we have the ability, and is it necessary to do this?"

To be honest, I don't think it is very necessary. If this war against the Shennong Clan succeeds, our Huaxia will be able to divide up over a hundred thousand, or even more, in population. Do you think, given our current situation, it will be easy to support this suddenly increased, massive population?"

The amount of cultivated land in our Huaxia currently is far from enough. Therefore, we need to reclaim more land in the west and plant enough food. This war will certainly last a long time. It is best if that population comes to Huaxia bit by bit, giving us a chance to buffer."

With so many people, we will basically be able to achieve our goals for the development and occupation of the west. We can then establish a truly powerful and invincible Kingdom in the west."

"But look at the location of the Suiren Clan, and you will know. It connects us to the Xuanyuan Tribe. Then look at the distance to the Jiuli; it is actually not too far. Once we take it, it would be like a thin, weak arm reaching out toward two tigers with their mouths wide open. It certainly wouldn't be defensible."

"Therefore, let the Xuanyuan Tribe eat the Suiren Clan. However, once he eats the Suiren Clan, the competition between us will naturally not be far off. We must look at the situation and shift our center toward the west, letting Huaxia City become the first line of defense to block their attack."

Yet Yulong had always been very unable to understand his father's policy of developing toward the west. He hadn't had the chance to speak before, but now he really couldn't help but ask: "Father, why must we go to the west? What is so good about the west?"

"Besides, with our wealth and our military, could we really be afraid of a Xuanyuan? In the end, when we and Xuanyuan have a decisive battle, whoever wins will be the true master of this world, the true Emperor."

His son had spirit, and Baifeng was very happy, but it seemed he still hadn't managed to make his son understand his philosophy: "Yulong, you must know that this world is boundless. I have told you before how big the Earth is. How much of it do we occupy here? It is nothing more than a single grain of rice in a large bowl."

"Going west, there is more vast land, and there are no opponents as strong as Xuanyuan. Why must you fixate on this one piece of land?"

"I think that is irrational. To exhaust your own tribal Soldiers just to acquire these territories—yet the west has plenty of territory that can be taken without much war, and it is rich in resources."

"Besides, if the territory is too large and cannot be governed, division will appear sooner or later because you cannot manage it. Right now, I am the first generation, and you are the second. Our two generations need to lay a solid foundation. Once we build Huaxia into an incomparably powerful Empire..."

"With countless Cavalry and endless food, then we can return here. We can occupy all the land here as well, creating an invincible Empire that spans the Asia-Europe continent. Wouldn't that be good?"

"Look further into the future. When the population is large enough, go northeast, cross the coldest regions, and you will reach a brand-new continent that no one has ever been to, left for you to develop. To the south is a continent where they are still drinking human blood; perhaps they haven't even started using stones yet. The land there is even more fertile."

"Therefore, this world is too big. Yulong, look to the long term. As long as you can manage Huaxia to be more powerful and prosperous than when I ruled, you will also be a successful and great monarch."

"We must build the country to be so powerful that even two incompetent emperors couldn't ruin it. So, don't dwell on the issue of competing for hegemony with Xuanyuan right now. You can very well gift him a victory."

Baifeng didn't care if Yulong had listened or not; anyway, as long as he was alive, he would continue to follow the plan he had formulated. At least it was stable and wouldn't go wrong.

Compete with Xuanyuan? Before he figured out why he had come here, he truly didn't dare to contend with the protagonist of this era. A person with great destiny upon them could turn the tables at any time. He didn't want to say things like 'sixty thousand against eighty thousand, the advantage is mine'."

Just as the two of them were chatting happily and Baifeng was still explaining life lessons to his good son, a Soldier outside quickly brought over a small Bamboo Tube.

Baifeng sat up straight from his chair, took the Bamboo Tube, and poured out the note inside. Yulong also leaned over the back of the chair, sticking his head in to look.

Baifeng and his son had no royal infighting. A son is a son. If he wanted to take the throne now, Baifeng could directly let him. Therefore, Baifeng had not the slightest dissatisfaction with Yulong's behavior and even moved the note closer to him.

"Huh? Baoxi is actually coming? We were just talking about the Suiren Clan, and he arrives. This is really a coincidence."

Yulong turned and paced: "Father, why do you think this Baoxi is coming? Coming at a time like this, hmm... could it be that he knows we are uniting with the Xuanyuan Tribe to attack the Shennong Clan and feels his future might be in danger, so he came to discuss it in advance?"

Baifeng was also puzzled: "What you said is logically correct, but how could the news have leaked? It is impossible for it to be us. Could it be someone from the Xuanyuan Tribe?"

"Strange, strange. He couldn't possibly be here to see me."

The letter said that Baoxi would arrive at Huaxia City in about two days. The news was sent by a Soldier who was patrolling the border and hunting at the same time, using a carrier pigeon; it did not mean Baoxi had already reached the city gates.

"Father, since Baoxi is coming, how should we entertain him? Should we follow the standard for Xuanyuan, or? After all, he is also a Tribal Chief."

Baifeng pondered slightly: "For this, I will let Sanxin arrange it. Baoxi must be treated according to the standard for a Tribal Chief. After all, the Suiren Clan is a great contributor to the human race. This bit of respect must be given, and it won't take much effort."

"Furthermore, just operate as normal. Don't be afraid of him learning or watching. If he could learn it, the Suiren Clan would have been farming long ago."

Yulong asked another very important question: "Then what about those students from the Xuanyuan Tribe? What should be done? If they discover that we have interactions with the Suiren Clan, and if Xuanyuan finds out, it would affect our relationship, wouldn't it?"