Zhao Ding once traveled to Daqian and became the King of Yan who guarded the border of Daqian. He had no ambitions and did not want to dominate the world or be an emperor. He was afraid of dying too quickly. He just wanted to be a free and easy emperor in his fiefdom. . When I have nothing to do, I walk the dog, raise flowers, tease the maids, and pick up some crossbows and magical cannons to protect myself. While writing to the court and complaining about poverty, I build fiefdoms. So, eight years later, I went to work outside the frontier. , towers rise from the ground, and cannons stand on the top of the city. Thirty-meter-high concrete city walls, eight carriages side by side, a super-long wartime thoroughfare. Countless dense networks run rampant underneath. Seeing that the fiefdom is impregnable . Zhao Ding finally stopped contentedly. At this moment, the emperor came. Emperor: Good fellow, I asked you to guard the border, and you built a war fortress for me? And you cried poverty to me, but the warehouse is better than What's going on with the extra money in the treasury?