Merchant ships from Zhiwin sail smoothly on the Yunlai Sea.
Liyue Port, which had just experienced the war, quickly started the reconstruction and restoration work of the port.
Sadness and joy are always short-lived. The people of Liyue seem not to feel tired, like children who want to be strong and vow to let their parents who are traveling far away see their growth.
"Gan Yu, how is the reconstruction situation in various places?"
In the temporary office of the General Affairs Department, Ningguang frowned and read through the pile of reports handed over by the secretary of Yuehaiting. What Qiongbi smelled was not the fresh herbal aroma of Gan Yu, but the coffee imported from Xumi.
Taste.
Ning Guang, who had his head buried in the eucalyptus paper, couldn't help but raise his head and look at Gan Yu, who was even drowsy standing next to him.
The emperor left gracefully, and Liyue nominally entered an era that only belonged to humans, but it also left a lot of mess behind, waiting for Qixing to clean up.
In addition to the reconstruction of infrastructure after the war, Ningguang also needs to send personnel to repair the only half of the Yujing Tower, hold the emperor's immortal ceremony as soon as possible, and also need to submit diplomatic letters to neighboring Mondstadt and Xumi to explain the war
specific circumstances to avoid unnecessary disputes.
After all, when the war broke out, there were many scholars from Xumi and travelers from Mondstadt in Liyue Port.
Of course, there is no need for the rice wives who are subject to the national lockdown. Anyway, Sanfengxing doesn’t care about the rice wives who smuggled in.
In addition, Ningguang also needs to determine whether this year's Hailantern Festival can be held on time, count the resettlement and transfer numbers of the reborn people in Wuwanpo, investigate the collapse of the earth's veins caused by the earthquake, deal with the upcoming negotiators from the Bank of the North, and clean up
The fragments and cultural relics left behind when Qun Yu Pavilion crashed...
The three secretaries of Yuehai Pavilion were still on their way back to Liyue Port, and the terrifying workload fell entirely on Ningguang and Gan Yu. Driven by high-intensity work pressure, Gan Yu had not been able to do anything for several days.
Close your eyes.
Ningguang sighed, knowing that she had only taken a nap for five hours intermittently in the past two days, and she was not qualified to advise the other party to take a rest, so she had to return her eyes to the report in front of her. However, after reading it carefully, the outrageous numbers on the paper made her straight.
Grit your teeth.
"Let Keqing tell the engineering teams from all over the place not to rush for success. It has only been two days and the foundation has already been laid flat?"
The document clearly shows the restoration progress of Yujing Terrace and the names of many building materials.
Although Beiguo Bank claimed that it would send the best construction team and designers to Liyue to assist in repairing the historic buildings, Ningguang had a vague illusion of being plotted.
"Miss Keqing has also investigated this situation."
Gan Yu opened his mouth to respond to Ning Guang's question, still trying to sort out the order of the documents in his hand.
"She has personally inspected various places and found that every engineering team has a terrifying enthusiasm and works overtime to advance the reconstruction progress to an unprecedented speed."
"Just because I want the soldiers who were resurrected from Wuwangpo to see a relatively complete Liyue when they return."
Qilin answered with unconcealable fatigue in his tone, and then quickly stamped the seven-star seal on the documents that had passed the review.
"Then send a message to all engineering teams to advance the reconstruction progress as soon as possible while ensuring the quality of the project."
Ning Guang smiled helplessly. She also felt the same feeling of eager to prove to someone.
Emperor, is Liyue what you expected it to be like now?
"Also, where are Baiwen, Baixiao, and Baishi now?"
Ningguang signed the last few documents and handed them to Xiao Yu, the secretary of the General Affairs Department who was temporarily brought in to work, and asked about the whereabouts of her three personal secretaries.
"Ah... the three sisters have already set off from Wangshu Inn and will arrive in Liyue as early as tomorrow morning."
Like a wooden figure, Xiao Yu stiffly accepted the document handed over by Ning Guang. She was not the holder of the Eye of God, nor did she have the blood of the Immortal Family. She was overwhelmed by the massive amount of work in the past few days.
Ningguang waved her hand apologetically and sighed softly: "Xiaoyu, after delivering these documents, you can go and rest for two days."
"Zhenhai, take several groups of Qianyan troops to put pressure on Beiguo Bank and ask them to bring out more tents and food supplies."
"Most of the residential areas in Liyue were destroyed, and we cannot leave the newly reborn people without a stable place to live."
After Xiao Yu left with the documents in his arms, he pondered for a moment, then tentatively summoned Qian Yanjun Zhenhai, who was guarding the door of the office, and gave his instructions.
"Understood! Lord Ningguang, can you seize the Northland Bank if necessary? I'm worried that they are unwilling to hand over supplies."
Zhenhai, who was wearing Qianyan Army's standard armor and stomach, immediately took the order, his movements were fast and strong, but in Ning Guang's eyes, he just felt that the other party was really stunned.
"Zhenhai, the Beiguo Bank has been seized. Where can we get the war reparations stipulated in the contract?"
"Ah...I understand, Lord Ningguang."
After Tianquanxing gave a brief reminder, Zhenhai realized that he had not thought clearly. He bowed his head and left the General Affairs Department, applied to Coach Fengyan for several groups of Qianyan troops, and headed towards Beiguo Bank in a menacing manner.
At this moment, Gan Yu has not yet left. He is standing next to the temporarily moved desk with his head lowered, his face full of hesitation and tangle, making Ning Guang look quite puzzled.
"Miss Ningguang, there is one more thing... Boss Phil Godette's statistics say that Tianshu Star..."
"Tianshu Xing is not among the resurrected soldiers."
Hearing Gan Yu's somewhat depressed story, Ning Guang was speechless.
When testing Famas in Beiguo Bank, the other party once said, "Those who have not reached the other shore must turn around." However, during the actual statistical survey, Ningguang found that there were still a considerable number of Qianyan Army soldiers and Liyue people who could not
Resurrection.
Those who have no regrets and choose to go to the other side voluntarily.
But how can Uncle Tian trust Liyue Port, not to mention that there are also his sister Yun Dan, daughter Huixin, and countless colleagues and old friends during his tenure in Liyue Port.
"Does Huixin know about this?"
Ningguang pursed her lips and asked Gan Yu.
Hui Xin, who was buried in the Yuehai Pavilion, was originally reduced to ashes, but now she has been resurrected from the ground of Wuwangpo, and is now returning to Liyue Port with the secretaries who set off earlier.
Xianlin, who was watching the moon, shook his head and denied it, but immediately added: "Miss Huixin is naturally smart, and I think it won't be long before she discovers the truth."
Ningguang closed her eyes and rubbed her aching forehead. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were already looking out the window of the General Affairs Department.
Even though it was riddled with holes due to the impact of the war, Liyue is gradually recovering its former prosperity and liveliness. On the dilapidated streets, vendors have set up simple shops and resumed their lives regardless of the scarcity of conditions.<
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Construction teams and rescue teams shuttled back and forth, and people exchanged necessary supplies and medicines, doing their best to help those in need.
Mutual help, perseverance and optimism are virtues passed down from generation to generation among human beings, and they are also the reason why Liyue can be passed down from generation to generation.
"This matter will be discussed after the relevant personnel return to Liyue."
Ningguang had to temporarily conceal the truth about Uncle Tian's death and began to deal with the most urgent matters at the moment.
But she also knows that the election and recommendation of the next Tianshu Star must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Nowadays, the army in Liyue Port is temporarily managed and mobilized by instructor Feng Yan. Although Feng Yan's ability to teach martial arts is top-notch, he is still insufficient when it comes to commanding the entire army.
While Ningguang and others were busy, the people of Liyue also spontaneously organized reconstruction work.