We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Near dusk, the warship cut through the waves and slowly sailed into Dalian Port.

The sea breeze blew the Feng Wang flag on the bow of the ship, making it particularly eye-catching in the evening light.

Li Che stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vibrant land in front of him, a satisfied smile on his face.

Although today's Dalian Port is far less prosperous and advanced than in the past, it is still a thriving scene.

In the harbor, various ships shuttle back and forth, with masts standing in rows, like a steel forest.

The Fengguo soldiers, dressed in standard armor, holding spears and carrying muskets, patrolled carefully along the dock.

On the sea, a group of strong sailors were practicing swimming hard under the watchful eyes of their instructor. Like agile fish, they shuttled back and forth in the blue waves, stirring up countless waves.

Not far away, there were bursts of knocking sounds, and craftsmen were busy building a new dock.

The warship slowly approached the shore and anchored steadily at the pier.

The soldiers on the ship quickly lowered the gangway and built a passage.

Li Che walked down the warship with steady steps, and bursts of shouts suddenly rang out around him.

"Welcome His Royal Highness the King!"

I don’t know who shouted first, but soon the whole port was in an uproar.

Whether they were patrolling soldiers, training sailors, or working craftsmen, they all stopped their work and bowed respectfully to Li Che.

Li Sheng, who was standing behind him, saw this scene and sighed in his heart: It seems that this prince of his own has a kind of magical power, and he can always bring people around him together without them realizing it.

It had not been long since he and his group arrived at Dalian Port, but these craftsmen and sailors had already completely convinced him.

Perhaps Li Che’s greatest strength is not his status as a vassal king, nor his achievements, but his appeal.

This infectious power spread like a virus to everyone around him, allowing them to adhere to his ideals without regrets.

Li Che smiled and nodded, "No need to be polite, everyone, continue working."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a white horse galloping towards him from outside the port. On the horse, there was a faint figure, a beautiful woman.

When the woman saw Li Che, a look of surprise appeared on her flawless face. She jumped off the horse and ran into Li Che's arms like a young swallow flying into the forest.

"Husband!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned their heads away in unison, not daring to look any further.

Li Sheng and other generals hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Princess."

Li Che chuckled and hugged the woman: "Xian'er, did you study hard today?"

Yeluxian blushed and said, "Xian'er learned twenty new characters today."

"Not bad." Li Che praised, "Much better than a five-year-old child, at least at the level of a seven-year-old child."

Upon hearing this, Yelu Xian grumbled and buried her face in Li Che's arms.

Chang Ningxue had to manage the medical camp and could not leave, and Yan did not like to show up in public, so the only woman by his side was Yelu Xian.

Yelu Xian was originally a Khitan, and she was not bound by red tape. She was also a new wife, but she became more and more clingy to Li Che during the time she spent with him.

After getting to know her for the past few days, Li Che also discovered that although this woman was a princess of a country, she was simple and lovely without any scheming.

I felt relieved to have her by my side.

Taking Yelu Xian and a group of personal guards, they left the port. Not far from the port was a newly built city.

This city is less than half the size of Chaoyang City. Its three-meter-high walls are made of cement and red bricks. Fishermen are walking back and forth on the streets carrying fish baskets.

Dalian City is located at the southernmost tip of the Liaodong Peninsula. The demand for land defense is not high, and the threat mainly comes from the sea, so there is no need to build too high city walls.

In fact, Li Che has been considering whether the cities built within Fengguo in the future will still need city walls?

The large-scale deployment of firearms has made city walls less and less important. In the future, the main means of defense of the Fengtian Army will inevitably be bunkers and trenches, and city walls may no longer be a necessity.

The government office of Dalian City was built in the city center. It was not luxurious, but it was enough for Li Che to handle daily government affairs.

Seeing the officials waiting in line at the door, Li Che sighed, knowing that he would be busy again tonight.

Li Che came to Dalian and took away some of the civil and military officials of Feng State. The cabinet took over the government affairs in Chaoyang City.

This arrangement has another purpose. Li Che plans to use this method to test whether the cabinet can maintain the normal operation of the country when he is absent.

If the cabinet does a good job, then I might be able to gradually start implementing the system of representative congresses.

Li Che never thought of becoming a dictator who controls everything.

He is also a human being, and as long as he is human, he will have weaknesses and make mistakes.

Even if I can minimize wrong choices by relying on the innate pattern and advantages of a time traveler, I am still a mortal after all, and there will always be a day when I die.

Can his successor be equally wise? Even if he is a wise ruler, can he always be a wise ruler?

There are many monarchs in history who were wise at first but then became foolish.

The parliamentary system is the best solution that Li Che can think of. It can ensure that Fengguo's decisions are always wise and will not go astray because of a certain person or group.

Slowly stopping at the gate of the government office, Zhang Shengxiang immediately came to greet him.

As the commander of the Production and Construction Corps, Zhang Shengxiang has worked with the military and civilians to open up wasteland and build cities over the past year. He looks much more experienced and mature.

"Your Highness, there is an important letter from Chaoyang City. Please review it."

Li Che nodded slightly and took the letter: "Captain Zhang, have you eaten dinner?"

Zhang Shengxiang was slightly startled, and subconsciously said, "It's not too late for me yet."

"Come eat with me." Li Che raised the letter in his hand. "We can talk about Chaoyang City while we eat. You can also give me some advice."

Zhang Shengxiang looked apprehensive: "Your Highness, I am not of sufficient rank to participate in such a major national event."

"If I say you can, you can."

Li Che smiled, but what would happen in the future? The parliamentary system had not yet been established, and the cabinet members had not yet been selected. In the current Feng State court, he was still the only one who had the final say.

As for Zhang Shengxiang, Li Che is very optimistic about him.

This person is loyal, courageous, and able to bend down and work with the masses. He is a good talent.

When the group entered the government office, Huai En had already prepared the food and was waiting for Li Che to come back before serving it.

The meals are mainly fresh fish and seafood, which are basically the same as the meals of Dalian people, except for a few more plates of fresh vegetables.

Li Che picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fish was delicious, but Li Che no longer felt anything. Even the most delicious food would become tasteless after a month.

He opened the letter expressionlessly and read it at a glance.

Then, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The civil and military officials standing by all looked curious, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

Only Wen Zaiyin, who was closer to Li Che, asked, "Your Highness, is there something important happening?"