Chapter 143 As a disciple!

The locked Bianzhou City began to clean up after another war trauma, and there were many families in the city who were destroyed. Dou Niande summoned some of the leading dignitaries in the city to return the gold and silver plundered by Wanyan.

There is a way to return the return of gold and property, because it was entirely because of a miracle that he was able to calm down the war this time. Dou Niande had written a petition for guilt, but before that, Dou Niande hoped that some richest families such as Wang Kuanglu, Dewang and Su family could take the lead in donating some property to relieve refugees and The families of the soldiers who died in the battle.

Strictly speaking, in fact, this is not what Dou Niande thought of at the first time, but Song Yi and Wang Kuanglu mentioned it, and then Wang Kuanglu made a request to Dou Niande. If he were another parent official or other time occasion, even if Dou Niande was not a corrupt official, but with so much property in the small yard in front of him, he would inevitably not do some tricks...

So when Wang Kuanglu mentioned this matter, Dou Niande, Dewang and other people involved in pacing the war all agreed to this method. In terms of money, these people don't care how much they give out. What they care about is the role of money. And Bianzhou City can be defended. Although many people have died, these people are very clear in their hearts that this matter will shock the holy driver of the capital after all. Since that credit is indispensable, how can they not do something icing on the cake?

Regarding the relief of refugees and repairing the damaged wall, it was carried out in an orderly manner under the supervision of the people led by Dou Niande and the powerful and nobles in the city such as the King of De. As for the Wanyan Tuhun and the 500 gold soldiers who fled out of the city, Dou Niande did not order him to chase. It was not that he did not want to, but that he could defend the city now. It's already tight. In addition to collecting private husbands to guard for the time being, he even had to ask the people of Qingmuzhai and Tangjiazhuang to help guard the city together, just in case...

Because the end of the year is approaching, Bianzhou's defense is lax, and because of the cold weather, it is not expected that the golden soldiers would raid Bianzhou. These are one of the reasons why Bianzhou was caught off guard in the face of more than 10,000 golden soldiers. Therefore, after knowing that all the golden people in Bianzhou were defeated and retreated, the happy people of Bianzhou lit up the cannonballs and fireworks that were supposed to be set off on New Year's Eve in advance in order to get rid of bad luck.

The happy crowd ran all over the street. The merchants reopened the store and took advantage of the night to light the lanterns to get the goods. The men and women who had been hiding at home for many days were like birds sneaking out of their homes and scattered on the large and small streets of Bianzhou.

There are no pickymen and pawns from the countryside, but there are local specialty snack vendors in the city who sell commodity food on the street. Man Tingfang, one of the three famous buildings, was the earliest to open the door. Yingying, swallows and swallows suddenly filled the building with joy. There have been waiting for a long time as excited men like sucking Wushi San can't wait to rush in and look for them. Fun.

The big teapot drank water, and the turtle led the benefactor to greet the girl. The old daughter greeted each other with a smile, and the thin and fat warbler and swallows pulled off the tightly covered clothes and scrambled to reveal their seductive parts to attract men's attention...

The talented man at the bridge is chanting poems, the Qing people on the painting boat are playing and singing small songs, and the liberated children run out of the house to catch up and play in the downtown...

These scrolls and the smiles on people's faces are just to prove that the city is restoring its inherent prosperity and vitality.

Song Yi and Qingyan walked hand in hand among pedestrians, looking at the fireworks rushing into the sky from time to time and laughing. In fact, Song Yi originally left Du Qingyan in Qingzhai, but no one expected that Du Qingyan would beg others to bring her secretly. When everyone was fighting, Du Qingyan hugged himself and huddled in the simple house of the shipbuilding workshop and waited anxiously for the news with many powerful family members waiting there.

Fortunately, everything is fine.

The water transportation of Bianzhou City depends on the Liang River, and other waters in Bianzhou City are not rich, even only the main river of the Liang River, and then a few lakes that are not very wide. Queling Lake is a small lake. Song Yi and Qingyan walked on the arch bridge across Queling Lake, and then they found that it could be clear from here. I saw the bright lights and lively popularity.

Du Qingyan remembered something. She stopped slightly and hesitated and said, "I heard that Miss Huang Ying has also been separated from the lowly family..."

"Oh... Really?" Song Yi was slightly stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the scene in which Huang Ying suddenly threw into his arms in front of so many people not long ago, and he was slightly distracted.

"What is Song Lang thinking about?" Du Qingyan has been observing Song Yi's god. Seeing Song Yi's distraction, he immediately asked.

Song Yi's secret thought in his heart that Qingyan didn't even know about the hug on the river that day, did he? Thinking about this, Song Yi said with some emotion, "It's a good thing to be free... It's not easy to be a woman, and it's even harder to be a flower leader in a woman... And it's even more rare to regain freedom from a flower leader!"

Du Qingyan covered her mouth and smiled and said, "You are really good at talking. Didn't you praise me for saying that!"

Song Yi said seriously, "It's not just to praise you, but fortunately it's a mother, otherwise how could we have us... I'm afraid even I can't survive!"

Qingyan immediately nodded, and then suddenly stared at Song Yi seriously and asked, "I heard that Miss Huang Ying admires you... It's all in my arms..."

Song Yi's heart thumped in his heart, thinking that Qingyan really knew it. He could only pretend to be calm and say, "Like your husband is such a romantic talent, isn't it normal for her to like me..."

"What about you?" Du Qingyan continued to ask.

"Uh..." Song Yi hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether he should give an answer that goes against his conscience or an answer that makes Du Qingyan happy...

Du Qingyan saw Song Yi hesitated and his eyes were playful.

"That's it..." Song Yi smiled and said, "My feelings for Huang Ying are just like how I first saw you. What do you think?"

Du Qingyan suddenly curled her lips slightly and smiled helplessly, "What do people think... I'm just asking. In fact, the young people are not jealous... It's just that everyone knows this, so I don't know, so ask! As for the feelings of the Huang Ying girl... Naturally, I can feel it, and the old... Ming seal your thoughts and decisions, no matter what, Qingyan just wants to tell you that as long as you are no worse than others... How dare Qingyan interfere with her official and don't like others? I don't want to be that tough wife!"

Song Yi smiled, and then saw that there was no one left and right. He quickly leaned over and took a sip of fragrance on Qingyan's face, which made Du Qingyan suddenly blush and spat...