In order to prevent further disputes between Wenchen and military generals, Fan Guifei and Xiao Yuanda discussed supporting Xiao Zhaoxuan as the emperor, Xiao Yuanda as the assistant to the Sikong government, Zhou Fengshu led the military department as the secretary, and Yan Zheng, the son of Yan Zhili, was appointed as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

Fan Guifei also personally went to ask Wang Jingze, who had returned to his hometown, to serve as the secretary of the household department, but Wang Jingze was already sick and could only be replaced by Wang Jingze's son Wang Shao'an.

After the appointment of the six ministries was completed, the imperial court became functional.

Xiao Lian was in charge of the Yulin Battalion, and although he was not in the cabinet, his position in the court was very important, far exceeding the real power of a Yulin commander.

However, this Yulin Commander is not very serious, and he doesn't live in his own good Commander's Mansion, but squeezes into a small mansion purchased by Li Fan. If nothing else, just because this small mansion is only one street away from the Nanjun Palace.

Li Fan was reluctant to enter the office, and walked through the streets and alleys with a small medicine box on his back every day. Just after the war, there were many injured and sick people, and Li Fan was busy working day and night with his small medicine box.

Today, I finally dragged my tired body back to my small mansion, and as soon as I opened the door, I came face to face with Xiao Lian.

When he went out at this time, of course Xiao Lian went to the window of the Nanjun Palace, and at this time he felt like he had been caught, and said abruptly: "You came back so late?" ”

"Huh." Li Fan smiled narrowly: "You went out so late?" ”

Li Fan picked up Xiao Lian's wrist and skillfully buckled Xiao Lian's vein: "Hey, young people should pay attention to their bodies." ”

Xiao Lian punched Li Fan in the shoulder: "you, single dog." After that, Xiao Lian went out of the yard like a gust of wind, leaving Li Fan, a single dog, cool in the wind.

Xiao Lian familiarly touched the Nanjun Palace. The subordinates who did the rough work that Liu Yinzhou bought back were not young, but they did the work one by one, and they slept soundly at night. Xiao Lian went back and forth for half a month, and he didn't wake them up once.

Xiao Lian felt in through the window and saw He Jingying leaning on the couch and reading a book. The green silk is softly placed on the shoulder, and it is itchy to watch.

He Jingying raised her eyes and glanced at Xiao Lian with a smile: "I thought you weren't coming." ”

Xiao Lian jumped on the soft collapse lightly and skillfully, and his head rubbed on He Jingying's shoulder: "Miss me?" ”

He Jingying slapped him on the head with a book: "Don't be ashamed." ”

Xiao Lian sat up and took He Jingying's hand: "I have a gift for you today." ”

"What gift?" As soon as He Jingying raised her head, she met Xiao Lian's amber pupils. Since the situation in the capital was stable, Xiao Lian went in and out of the Nanjun Mansion every day, his eyes became more and more gentle, and he often made He Jingying fall into it when he looked at it.

Xiao Lian led He Jingying to stand up from the couch: "Let's go." ”

"Eh, where are you going?"

Xiao Lian had already stepped on the window frame with one foot: "Go out." ”

He Jingying's face was slightly red: "You don't have to go from here, we can go out from the main gate." Hidden Boat won't come out of her own yard at this time. ”

Xiao Lian was a little stunned: "So, in fact, I can also go to the main gate when I come in?" ”

He Jingying's eyebrows raised slightly, but she didn't speak.

Xiao Lian: "......"

Xiao Lian took He Jingying out of the Nanjun Palace, and walked along Suzaku Street to the front of the Hongfu Tavern.

Mrs. Qi is very good at business, Hongfu Tavern was once the largest restaurant in the capital, but it is no longer prosperous. In the Hongfu Tavern, since Mrs. Qi and Uncle Mo left, the entire Hongfu Tavern has been abandoned. The fire burned down half of the courtyard of the Hongfu Tavern, along with the back kitchen.

Xiao Lian gently pushed open the wooden door of the Hongfu Tavern, the tables and chairs in the tavern had been repaired by Xiao Lian and placed neatly, and there were several jars of wine piled up on the high cabinet behind the counter as before. There is also an abacus on the counter.

He Jingying's eyes were a little sour, and she reached out and flicked it on the abacus, and the crisp abacus made a "da-da" sound. Mrs. Qi used to stand behind this counter, counting the accounts and urging the kitchen to serve the food. Everyone knows that the shopkeeper of Hongfu Tavern is powerful, and if anyone dares to come to Hongfu Tavern to find trouble, the shopkeeper will personally drive people out.

By the window near the counter, it is Cao Jingzhao's favorite position. He likes to order a stack of peanuts, and he looks at Mrs. Qi with a pot of wine. At the end, when it was closed, he helped Mrs. Qi clean up together.

"A-Ying, do you remember their ideals?"

"Of course I remember, calm the people of the world and recover the Great Qi country."

Xiao Lian gently took He Jingying's hand: "I want to realize their ideals for them." Not to live for them, but because that's what I want to do. ”

"It's my ideal, too." He Jingying said softly.

She was the queen who accepted the people's bows, and after receiving this worship, she should protect the people of Daqi. Although she is now just a princess, a surviving person living in the palace, she should finish what was once unfinished.

"Okay." Xiao Lian smiled sparsely, took He Jingying's hand, and pushed open the door of Hongfu Tavern from the lobby to the backyard.

There are lights lit in the backyard, and there are hundreds of people standing, including the stone blacksmith in Palladium Lane, the butcher Zhang in the west of the city, Sun Langzhong in the medical hall at the corner of Baihuajing Lane, the top brand Feng Qingqing in Partridge Street, the Hua Dan Liu Ruyu and Wusheng Pan Youlong in Chongli Courtyard, and the scholar Gu Xiunian in Houde Hall.

"Lord." The voice is tactful, it is Liu Ruyu.

"Lord." The voice is hoarse, it is Sun Langzhong.

"Lord." The voice is powerful and powerful, and it is a stone blacksmith.

There are four tablets behind these people, the top one is Xiao Zixiang's, and the bottom is Mrs. Qi, Cao Jingzhao, and Uncle Mo.

Feng Qingqing walked to He Jingying's side: "Lord Ling, reopen the Fusang League." ”

Reopened the Fusang League, but the simple five words made He Jingying's heart burn to ashes and ignited the flame again.

She thought that the royal family was in decline and the people's hearts were discouraged. She thought the building was going to fall.

But at this time, there were so many people standing in front of her, and each of them looked at him firmly.

As long as the family is not dead, the country is not broken. As long as there is still a breath, I will protect my rivers and mountains.

Feng Qingqing said softly: "Princess, all of us hope that the Fusang League can be rebuilt. In the past, the Fuso League was our refuge, but we did not really do anything useful, and we are ashamed. If we had been united, Daqi would not be as dilapidated as it is today, and the iron hooves of the Northern Wei Dynasty would not be able to step on the rivers and mountains of our Daqi. ”

"Lord Yunyin gathered us together and gave us shelter, but we were short-sighted and ambitious, thinking about serving our family and country, thinking that we could kill the northern dog. But we never thought that calming the people of the world was what we should do. Feng Qingqing glanced at Xiao Lian: "My Daqi soldiers are on the front line to repel the northern dogs and protect my Daqi rivers and mountains, but we haven't even protected the capital, we want to do some practical things." ”

"Even we can't do anything, but I have the strength." Butcher Zhang smiled embarrassedly: "The general will help us repair the house, and I can also help carry some wood." ”

Butcher Zhang said again: "But many of us here still have the ability, Sun Lang's traditional Chinese medicine skills are high, and Brother Gu's knowledge is high, and Pan Gongzi's martial arts are good!" The butcher Zhang smiled again: "Of course, it can't be compared with the general." ”

Feng Qingqing looked at He Jingying gently: "Princess, each of us wants to do something, but we don't know how to do it." Let's reopen the Fuso League, and this time we will do something practical for the people together. ”

He Jingying only felt a wave of qi stirring in her chest. She used to only use the power of the Fusang League to deal with Xiao Luan, and she never really worked for the Fusang League, is she really worthy of being the leader of this alliance?

She looked back at Xiao Lian, only to see Xiao Lian retreating to the side, leaning against the pillar, the corners of his mouth raised obliquely, and his amber pupils seemed to be flowing with starlight. Xiao Lian looked at He Jingying, his eyes full of encouragement.

He Jingying's heart moved, and the knot in her chest stretched out in an instant. These are all things that Xiao Lian did for her, it was he who gathered the people of the Fusang League, and it was he who found the fire in the ashes and ignited him.

He Jingying asked cautiously, "Is it okay if I want to reopen the Six Diseases Pavilion?" ”

After the war, countless people were killed and injured, and many poor people had no money to see a doctor, so they had to wait at home and survive. At present, there are hundreds of wastes waiting to be rebuilt, and the construction household department in the city has begun to do it. For them, reopening the Six Diseases Pavilion is the most practical thing they can do for the people now.

"Good!" Sun Langzhong said happily: "It's great to be able to reopen the Six Diseases Pavilion!" I once had a guy who was a langzhong in the Six Diseases Pavilion, and he asked me to go, but I didn't go, and I regretted it. I haven't seen that guy since the war, and now that I can reopen the Six Diseases Museum, I am willing to provide free medical treatment for the people! ”

He Jingying's heart trembled, and her voice trembled a little: "Sun Langzhong, is the brother in your mouth Shi Langzhong?" ”

Sun Langzhong nodded and said, "Yes, the surname is Shi, the name is Huxuan, the princess recognizes him?" ”

He Jingying's nose was sour, and tears fell down: "I recognize, he is my benefactor, and he is the benefactor of Daqi." ”