The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

Three days later, in the royal study of the Guicheng Palace.

After reading the edict sent to her by the King of Qi, Zixuan said to herself coldly, "Duke Ling of Qi, it seems you really don't trust me."

"No, the construction of the city wall must be accelerated. Before the city wall is built, I can't do anything. Only after the city wall is built will we be able to fight against Qi."

"Although we have so many soldiers and firearms, if we go to war with Qi, it will definitely cause casualties among the people."

"As long as we firmly surround the fiefdom, even if Duke Ling of Qi mobilizes the entire nation to punish us, we won't be afraid."

Thinking of this, she immediately entered the space and called the boss: "Old Ji, let me ask you, how much of the city wall has been built?"

Boss Ji thought for a moment and said, "My lord, it should be one tenth."

"Well, I think it's still too slow. Can you speed it up a bit?"

"Yes, as long as you release all the soldiers in the armory."

"What? Didn't I release all the soldiers in the armory? How come there are still soldiers?"

The boss chuckled and said, "How could you forget, my king? Your space has an automatic replication function. Everything you take out can be regenerated."

"Yes, how could I have forgotten this function again? Zixuan, ah Zixuan, you really have a bad memory and a bad forgetfulness."

She was ecstatic and complained to herself: "Boss, please help me calculate again. If I want to finish the project within ten days, how many people will be needed to complete it?"

Boss Ji thought for a moment and said, "My lord, ten million people are enough."

"Okay, you and Qijiu will plan the specific placement. I authorize you to move the soldiers out of space and deploy them to the construction site at any time."

"I require you to complete all the work within ten days, including the city wall bordering Qi. If you don't have enough people, you will send them out one by one from the space."

Boss Ji agreed and went out to work. After Zixuan finished arranging this matter, he felt much more relaxed.

She changed into her swimsuit, slowly walked out of the villa, came to the swimming pool, looked at the crystal clear water, and jumped in with a splash.

This is so refreshing! Ever since I came here, I've been so busy that I haven't had time to take a dip in the pool. Today, I can finally enjoy myself.

After swimming a few laps in the pool, she climbed to the middle of the pool, sat down by the fountain, scooped up a mouthful of clear spring water with both hands, and slowly drank it.

Suddenly, she felt a coolness flowing from her throat to her stomach. It was so sweet and refreshing.

Zixuan licked the water droplets on the corner of his mouth with his tongue and smacked his lips.

I heard that drinking the spiritual spring water regularly can cure all diseases. Well, I will take some out for my mother to drink.

So she stretched out her little hand, and several large buckets immediately appeared in front of her. After filling the buckets one by one, she put them into the space.

After swimming a few more laps, Zixuan felt a little cold, so he got out of the swimming pool, sat on a sun lounger and basked in the sun.

Ji Shiyi quickly put a bath towel on her shoulders.

Ji Twelve also brought a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of her.

Zixuan looked at the two thoughtful robots, nodded with satisfaction, closed his eyes with a happy face, and thought about his worries while basking in the sun.

Tomorrow is the day of my father's funeral. After the funeral, I must make drastic changes to the administration and plan the city well.

Strive to build your own fiefdom into the largest and richest modern metropolis in the world.

The next step I will do this, and the next step I will do that.

As she thought about it, she slowly fell asleep. The next day, Lai Gonggong's coffin was placed in the main hall.

Ministers in heavy mourning knelt before the coffin, along with local officials such as the county governor, county magistrate, and county magistrate.

Zixuan was led by the palace master of ceremonies, being ordered around like a puppet.

After completing the various sacrificial rituals step by step, the ladies, concubines, and ministers in the harem burst into tears.

Duke Lai Gong's coffin was carried out of the palace by numerous guards and gently placed on a luxurious carriage. Then it headed towards the long street outside the palace.

The long funeral procession was all snow-white, looking like a long white dragon, winding its way down the street.

The guards on the roadside were fully armed, standing on both sides of the road with a guard post every five steps and a sentry post every ten steps, maintaining order at the scene.

The people behind them were all dressed in plain clothes, with white flowers on their heads. They knelt on the ground with sad faces and cried.

From time to time, someone would call out softly, "My king, have a safe journey!"

The team continued to move forward slowly, and everywhere they went, there were wailing sounds.

The shops along the roadside were all closed, with white sails hung on the doors.

Zixuan was walking in front of the funeral procession, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Although his father's generation had lost the country, the civil and military officials in the court and the people in the city still respected and loved him very much.

Alas, my people, please rest assured, I will definitely let you live a good life.

An hour later, the team passed through the long street, passed the downtown area, and slowly walked out of the north city gate.

The guards outside the north gate had already prepared carriages and war horses, and the commanders were directing everyone, some riding horses and some sitting in carriages.

After everything was arranged, everyone headed straight for the royal tomb at the northern foot of Mount Lai.

Zixuan sat in the luxuriously equipped carriage, feeling a little excited.

Since traveling to Guicheng, he has never left the palace, let alone the city gate.

She lifted the curtains out of curiosity and looked outside. When she saw the desolation outside, she couldn't help feeling sad.

The post-war state of Lai was really miserable. There were weeds everywhere and the land was barren.

The people's thatched houses were dilapidated and leaky everywhere.

Occasionally, you can see a few acres of Xihilala crops, but it doesn’t look like much food can be harvested.

Occasionally, you can see a few people kneeling on the roadside, all of them are pale and thin, wearing tattered clothes.

She sighed softly, alas, the people of Lai are suffering.

Zixuan was jolted by the carriage all the way, looking outside with a depressed mood.

After a while, the plain slowly disappeared and gradually entered the mountain road.

The mountains on both sides are not as green as the other hills, but gray and white.

Occasionally you can see a few green plants on it, but the further you go in, the more desolate it becomes, and you can hardly see any mountains with trees.

She was very surprised. Why were the mountains here so ugly? Could it be that she had really arrived in a place with poor mountains and bad water?

So, she lowered the curtains dejectedly, leaned against the edge of the car window, closed her eyes, and slowly rested her mind.