Rebirth of a Lost Nation: Princess, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 274 The mysterious visitor

Jiang Lige smiled dully, "No one has taken care of them for so long, those flowers might have already withered."

"That's fine." Ning Yunxiao said, "If Ah Li likes it, I'll plant an entire East Palace full of flowers for Ah Li, so they'll bloom all year round."

Jiang Lige's eyes flashed with surprise, and he tilted his head and said, "Really?"

"Of course. There's a place in the East Palace that's perfect for renovating a garden. It's got pavilions, towers, waterside terraces, and long corridors. It's really beautiful. Ah Li, come up with a name. I'll send a message back to the capital and have someone start preparing it." Ning Yunxiao thought about it and it seemed more and more feasible. He added, "When we return to the capital, we'll definitely give you a surprise."

"How can you surprise someone like this and tell them in advance?" Having said that, Jiang Lige still happily wrote three words in Ning Yunxiao's handwriting -

Chongbi Garden.

Ning Yunxiao closed his palms, wrapped Jiang Lige's hand in them, and said softly.

"A thousand layers of green trees enclose the spring garden, and a thousand strands of red clouds set off the azure sky. Chongbi Garden, what a good name."

Just hearing this name makes people happy.

The garden is full of spring colors and shaded by green trees.

In the afternoon, amid the fragrance of flowers, Jiang Lige gently leaned on Ning Yunxiao's shoulder, holding hands.

Enjoy the flowers in spring, cool down in summer, watch the leaves in autumn, and watch the snow in winter.

The changing seasons are all accompanied by beautiful scenery.

very nice.

……

The three words "Zhongbiyuan" were quickly written on the paper and quickly spread to Shengling Capital.

Along with him, he left the military camp with an invitation letter written by Jiang Lige himself, which was sent directly to the South City of Nanchu.

At the same time, post-war reconstruction is finally proceeding in an orderly manner.

Ning Yunxiao was humble and took care of everything himself. He led his generals and craftsmen to work tirelessly, and the temporary residences for the people were quickly built. Although simple, they were enough to shelter the people from wind and rain.

Jiang Lige followed several military doctors to work on the rescue mission, but due to the heavy casualties after the war and limited manpower, they were inevitably overwhelmed.

There was a long queue outside the medical tent every day. Some weak people could not stand and fell down outside the tent, while people were hurriedly carried in for treatment.

There are countless cases like this.

If this situation is not improved, problems will definitely arise over time.

Everyone is very clear about this.

Song Yue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles every day. On the other hand, Jiang Lige handled the things at hand in an orderly manner and was very calm.

Just when Song Yue was secretly wondering whether she should ask Ning Yunxiao for help, a doctor in his thirties came into Liangcheng carrying a medicine box.

The person who came was none other than the famous doctor in Nancheng, Su Qien.

Jiang Lige finally reacted after receiving the news and personally led people to meet them.

Su Qien was dressed in plain clothes and walked steadily. He must have come from a long journey, and his fatigue was evident between his brows.

When he met Jiang Lige, Su Qien bowed slightly as a courtesy.

"Princess Zhaohua."

Jiang Lige also returned the greeting, "Doctor Su's arrival is truly a blessing for the people of Liangcheng. Zhaohua thanks you on behalf of all the people in the city."

Su Qien said, "The princess has helped me before, and I should return the favor this time. Besides, doctors are kind-hearted, and saving the dying and healing the wounded is our duty."

"So, I will summarize the situation here with Doctor Su."

Jiang Lige smiled, without much politeness, and made a gesture of invitation. He led Su Qien in and introduced him.

"After the war, there were many wounded here. We had no shortage of medicine, but we were short of manpower. As a result, many lightly wounded soldiers were unable to receive timely treatment, and their condition gradually worsened."

Su Qien frowned slightly when he heard this, and said with a serious look.

"Princess Zhaohua never told me that this was such hard work."

Jiang Lige smiled cunningly and continued the conversation readily.

"I believe that with the help of Doctor Su, we will be able to stabilize the situation more quickly and ensure that the people receive proper treatment."

"Well, Princess Zhaohua's kindness is hard to repay!"

After being flattered, Su Qien could only shake his head helplessly, leaving behind these words, and walked straight into the medical tent.

Jiang Lige smiled and did not go in to join in the fun. Instead, he stayed outside to take care of the people who came to see the doctor.

Song Yue was very happy that this problem was solved, and couldn't help asking Jiang Lige as he followed her.

"The invitation letter the princess sent a few days ago was for Doctor Su?"

Jiang Lige nodded, "Yes."

Song Yue curled her lips, feeling very aggrieved. "Princess, you already had a plan, but you didn't tell me. I was so anxious that I had to be by your side every day. How could you be so cruel!"

Jiang Lige smiled and poked Song Yue's face. "Alright, alright, it's my fault. Right now, the most important thing for us is to resolve the people's problems. After we resolve these, I'll treat our Song Yue to good wine and food to apologize, okay?"

Song Yue's eyes lit up and she smiled: "Then I'll be waiting!"

Despite all the noise, Song Yue was very dedicated in her work and helped Jiang Lige to settle the people.

Inside the medical tent, with the addition of Su Qien, the medical situation in Liangcheng has been significantly improved. The people gradually recovered under their care, and the long queue outside the medical tent finally gradually shortened.

At the same time, the reconstruction work led by Ning Yunxiao also achieved good results, bringing some vitality to this war-torn land.

The common people are very simple and honest. They will remember and pass on the kindness of those who treat them well.

Therefore, within a few days, the names of Ning Yunxiao, Jiang Lige and their group became a legend among countless people, and were sung in the streets and alleys.

Some of the words were so exaggerated that they almost praised them as living Bodhisattvas who saved people from suffering.

Their group was so popular that naturally some people couldn't sit still.

Just as night fell, a man avoided everyone's sight and quietly entered the tent of Emperor Nanchu.

"Father." The man, dressed in white, bowed gracefully, his face still as pitiful as ever. "Your daughter Chuchu pays respects to your father. Long live your father."

That’s right, the person who came was none other than Jiang Chuchu, who had not appeared for some time.

When the Emperor of Nanchu heard this name, he was stunned at first, and then he realized that his daughter Jiang Chuchu, born to his palace maid, was also sent to Nanchu.

Remembering her identity, Emperor Nanchu smiled and helped Jiang Chuchu to stand up. "It's Chuchu, my good daughter. Come, stand up and let your father see you."

Jiang Chuchu stood up according to Emperor Nanchu's action, pressed the corners of her bloodshot eyes, and anyone who saw her would praise her as a filial daughter.

"It's been a while since we last met. Father has lost weight, and it makes me sad to see him."

"It's okay. State affairs are complicated, so it's inevitable that you might not have an appetite sometimes. It's not a big deal, so don't worry."

Being looked at like this, Emperor Nan Chu felt a little sad. Then he thought of his past neglect of Jiang Chuchu, and continued a little embarrassedly.