Of course, this idea was also given to him by Feng Yuheng.

Because there are many rich people among the people, but this place in Beijing is not something that can be bought with big houses if you have money. Beijing does not care about a lot of money, but only the officials. No matter how much money you have, it is not as good as a small official who has the ability to live in a good location and buy a big land? Sorry, no!

The land in the capital has long been monopolized by the royal family, and the officials' houses were given by the royal family, so many officials! This is the place, but all the good places are gone. Although Zong Sui also learned from Dashun, the city emphasizes wealth in the east, noble in the west, low in the south, poor in the north, but because the place is small, some rich people who do business in the capital want to buy a house to live in, they don’t care about the sayings of the south, south, north, and north. As long as they can buy a piece of open land or an empty house, what can they do in the south, south, west, and north? As long as they can live in it!

But in the end, everyone wants to live better. They can only live in the place they barely buy. Once there is a good one, they will certainly exchange it for huge amounts of gold and silver.

Feng Yuheng has been treating people these days and has been in contact with many people. In just two or three days, she has figured out the thoughts of the rich people. So she came up with this idea for Xuan Tianming. All the money sold for auctions is used for the construction of Baicaotang and Baicao Medical College, and the other part is used to help the poor.

At the same time, Xuan Tianming also told all the people in Beijing that such policies should not only be applied to Sui City, but also spread to other cities with Sui City as the center. With the demise of Zong Sui City, too many government affairs need to be rectified, and too many officials are facing investigation. I believe that there will be many empty houses in the future, and some of the good things and silver from officials' homes will be included in the treasury for national construction, and the other part will be used to build Baicao Tang and help the poor. As for Baicao Medical College, it will only be located in Sui City and Dashun Kyoto. Anyone who has developed in this direction can go to these two places to take the exam.

The promotion and expansion of Dashun government affairs was carried out very quickly and effectively. The people of Zong Sui were very cooperative, which was also due to the good policy of Dashun and the actual benefits that Baicaotang showed to people.

Since the day when Xuantian Ming Feng Yuheng captured Sui City, they stayed here for more than a month. Finally, on the moonlight of Feng Yuheng's seventeen years old, the affairs of the East Realm gradually went smoothly. She said to Xuan Tianming: "The Seventh Brother has avenged the revenge, and the Zong Sui affairs have also been taken care of. Husband, I want to go back, and my grandfather is still waiting for me." When she said this, her expression was lonely, as if the whole person no longer belonged to this world, and her thoughts were floating away quietly, and I don't know where to go.

Xuan Tianming took his little wife into his arms with heartache. From the age of twelve to the age of seventeen, it has been five years, but in the blink of an eye, he has not allowed her to live a peaceful and quiet life. His husband is ashamed.

"Okay." Xuan Tianming said, "Let's go back, I'll go back with you. Li Jian will be executed tomorrow, and we will return to Beijing the next day. I have said a long time ago that conquering Zong Sui is the last thing I have done for Dashun. From now on, we will live in a different way."

The next day, Li Jian was executed outside the Meridian Gate under the hatred eyes of all the people in the Sui Dynasty. One day, Xuan Tianming left Qian He Gan and all the Dashun soldiers who followed him to temporarily guard the new territory. He took his wife, Bai Ze and Wangchuan Huangquan to board the carriage back to Dashun. Next to their carriage, there was a prison carriage with Duanmu Anguo who had lost his arms.

Feng Yuheng sat in the carriage, with the curtains on the car window lifting. The cool autumn season did not make her feel happy. This trip to Zong Sui was lost too much.

With a thought, she pulled out a ceramic jar from the space. Feng Zhaolian's ashes were stored in her space for convenience and safety. At this time, she looked at Duanmu Anguo outside through the car window, and the anger in her heart surged again. The jar in her hand seemed to have life, allowing her to feel the heinous hatred from the owner of the ashes inside.

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you for your grudge." She said softly to Feng Zhaolian's ashes, "Are you a medicine man? I am the ancestor of medicine, Feng Zhaolian. If you know anything in the spring, just watch it carefully, watch how I made the old thief Duanmu into the most successful medicine man in the world, and then see how he could not live or die in my hands. I will help you to ask for it back from the old thief. And Brother Seven..." Her thoughts penetrated into the space again, and when she saw Xuan Tianhua sleeping with her eyes closed in her mouth, her emotions couldn't help but fluctuate.

Xuan Tianming held her shoulder beside him and was whispering: "Don't think about it anymore, just do it step by step. Even if the old thief gets cramped and skinned, it will be difficult for us to relieve the hatred in our hearts. Then let him live and let him bear all the sufferings in this world. If the seventh brother doesn't wake up, he will never die."

"Yes." Feng Yuheng also withdrew his thoughts, "I will leave his life to Brother Qi to collect it himself."

The curtain was lowered, and the jar of the ashes was put back into space. Wangchuan Huangquan watched a jar appear and disappear strangely without blinking. After five years, many things have long been used to. They are Feng Yuheng's most loyal servants and her best companions, and will also be the loyal guardians of all her secrets.

At the other end of the prison car, Duanmu Anguo shouted in a shrill voice, and he was shouting: "Feng Yuheng, you little bitch, what did you give me food? What did you give me food?" Why is a part of his body shrinking day by day? In the more than a month since he landed in Feng Yuheng's hand, the thing had shrunk to the point where it was not as thick and thin as a little finger. It was so terrible. What exactly was Feng Yuheng going to do?

Feng Yuheng didn't answer, and Bai Ze, who was driving the car, told him in a big car: "Don't you understand? Then think about what you have done before, what you have done, what we have done."

In one sentence, Duanmu Anguo fell into hellish despair...

Dashun Kyoto, the hottest topic in the past month is that the seventh prince Xuan Tianhua was killed outside the Tongcheng Gate of Zong Sui. This topic has become more popular than the return of the eighth prince, and has become the first topic of conversation after people open their eyes every day.

If the women in the Sect Sui Kyoto have become crazy about Xuan Tianhua, then in Dashun Kyoto, people's affection for Xuan Tianhua is ten times hundred times that of the women in the Sect Sui. Moreover, regardless of gender, age or age, everyone is a super fan of Xuan Tianhua without exception.

They have always believed that Xuan Tianhua is a true god, and they have always believed that Xuan Tianhua will not die or be injured at all. As long as Xuan Tianhua is there, it is the way of heaven, the sun is there, and the air is there. Xuan Tianhua represents all beauty, tranquility, elegance, and outspring... Too many adjectives cannot express the status of Xuan Tianhua in people's minds. But suddenly one day, the god in their hearts actually died. That feeling is that the belief suddenly collapsed, so no one would believe it at the beginning of the news. People think that it is a lie, because even if the sky collapses, Xuan Tianhua will not die.

However, after so long, people finally couldn't hold back anymore. When the news of Xuan Tianhua's death came from all directions, and even the officials of Dashun could no longer deny it, they realized that it was good that the gods were really dead. The gods who had been offering sacrifices suddenly left them. The feeling of being abandoned was even more uncomfortable than killing their lives.

The huge grief spread in the capital, countless times stronger than Yao Xian's death before. People spontaneously rushed to the gate of Prince Chun's mansion to inquire about the situation, but the people in Prince Chun's mansion stayed behind closed doors and did not give a single letter. No matter how anxious they were, they could do nothing.

Later, some people said that he saw a servant from Prince Chun’s mansion go out to buy, and secretly wiped his tears while walking on the road.

As a result, the news that the seventh prince Xuan Tianhua had passed away was confirmed. People were immersed in great grief all day long, and all the officials in Beijing, even the General's Mansion, the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Prince Wenxuan Mansion were trapped in such an emotion. After all, Xuan Tianhua is such an extraordinary existence!

But the people in the capital were suffering. They were different from the people of Zong Sui. They also wanted to avenge Xuan Tianhua, but they were too far away and had nowhere to avenge him. What's more, the Zong Sui was gone, and the Zong Sui capital had become the Sui Cheng of Dashun. The emperor was beheaded, who else could he repay him?

The government posted a big list and said that Dashun won the good news of Zong Sui, but what kind of good news was that? The people who posted the list were wiping their tears. When they mentioned the seventh prince, they wanted to sit on the ground and cry loudly.

People in the entire capital spontaneously wore white mourning clothes, and women even wore white flowers on their heads, just to comfort Xuan Tianhua's early death. There was no laughter among the people among the people who did not return, and no one could attract everyone's interest. In the past, people from the eighth prince were divided into two factions and seamlessly integrated again. They said "sadness" to each other, and they had long left the eighth prince or the eighth prince behind.

Even the people are like this, let alone those who have some connections with Xuan Tianhua. The eldest prince and the second prince did not believe that their seventh brother was dead. Four people, including the fourth prince and the fifth prince who had returned to the capital, ran to Xuan Tianfeng and forced him to tell him the true situation on Zong Sui. What was the case with Lao Qi?

Xuan Tianfeng also wanted to tell them that all this was fake, but the fact is that the news that Xuan Tianming Feng Yuheng sent him back was indeed that Lao Qi was killed by a minefield outside Tongcheng, and the thunder was built by Duanmu Anguo.
Chapter completed!