Most of the members of the four great families were captured at the gathering, with only a small number escaping.

Many members of powerful families also resided in the various branches of the Holy Church. Only after Yi Shuihan purged these people did he begin to establish a new order.

He consulted Xiao Qingyin about the operating mechanism of her country and, based on the situation in Nandan, set up more than a dozen departments.

Everything was in ruins and there was a severe shortage of manpower.

To fill the vacancy, and also for some ulterior motive, he asked Xiao Qingyin, "Do you want to be an official?"

Xiao Qingyin raised an eyebrow: "What official position do you want to appoint me to?"

You can be whatever you want.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to be a lazy bum who eats and does nothing."

Yi Shuihan said indulgently, "Alright, whatever you say. I'll add a Salted Fish Bureau so you can lie down and collect money."

Xiao Qingyin glanced at him and said, "Are you preparing to become a tyrant?"

Yi Shuihan put his arm around her waist: "With such a beautiful woman, how can Your Majesty not be smitten?"

"I should be the one saying that."

Xiao Qingyin ran her slender hand across his chin.

"In terms of beauty, how can I compare to you?"

This man won over the people of Nandan with just his face, making them willingly serve him as their master.

On the day of the gathering, after exposing the dark secrets of the Holy Sect and dealing with the four great families, the two thought it would take a lot of effort to get the people of Nandan to accept an outsider as their ruler.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they heard Yi Shuihan say that he was willing to take over Nandan and establish a free, peaceful and just regime, they immediately raised their hands in agreement.

Yi Shuihan won their approval effortlessly.

Xiao Qingyin privately asked some people why they supported Yi Shuihan without hesitation.

Their answers were remarkably consistent.

"He's so good-looking, how could he possibly cheat us? Of course we should choose him!"

Xiao Qingyin: "..."

The people of Nandan are far more obsessed with appearances than she is.

With just his looks, he secured the top spot; Yi Shuihan is truly unprecedented and likely to remain so.

Yi Shuihan grabbed the woman's flailing hand and said with a serious expression, "I'm serious. You can choose which department you want to head."

Xiao Qingyin really wanted to slack off, but Nandan was indeed in complete chaos. In the past, real power was in the hands of the four great families, but now they were imprisoned, and there was no one in the court, so it was difficult to carry out anything.

She's already helping to build the healthcare system, so why not add a title to it to make it more legitimate?

"Okay, I choose the Department of Healthcare."

Yi Shuihan had guessed that she would make this choice.

"Thanks."

He held the person in his arms tightly.

"Tell me who you need, and I'll arrange it for you."

"Absolutely."

After Xiao Qingyin took over the work of the Medical Security Department, she became even busier.

They could only meet in the morning and evening; the rest of the time they were busy with their own things.

Despite their busy schedules, they didn't forget to write to Dae Hee's family to let them know they were safe.

On the very day he became the ruler, Yi Shuihan sent a letter home to Marquis Yong'an via carrier pigeon.

When the Marquis of Yong'an received the letter, he was in the palace reviewing memorials.

The criticism was so overwhelming it made my head spin.

He cursed Yi Shuihan, that unfilial son, countless times in his heart.

"You unfilial son, you're out having a good time with your wife, leaving this old man like me with all this trouble. I haven't eaten with Qingqing for three days!"

Qingqing doesn't even wait for him to go to sleep anymore.

This is an extremely serious matter.

He wished he could drag Yi Shuihan back immediately and dump all these overwhelming memorials on him.

No sooner had he finished cursing than a "cooing" sound came from outside the Imperial Study.

Marquis Yong'an put down the memorial in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist, and opened the window.

A snow-white pigeon flew in and landed on the desk, looking at him with a weary expression.

After the Marquis of Yong'an took down the letter tube, he fed it a handful of millet.

After reading the letter, he was so angry that he almost threw the memorial to the throne.

"You unfilial son! You actually went to Nandan to usurp the throne, truly, truly..."

He couldn't think of the right words to curse, so he simply ran home from the palace.

Do whatever you want.

He spends all his time arguing with those old guys in the court; he's practically worn his lips out, just hoping his rebellious son will come back so he can quit.

As it turned out, the rebellious regent was not satisfied with his role as regent and became the king himself.

Although the rebellious son said in his letter that the king of Nandan was different from the emperor of Da Xi, as the king was not hereditary but elected.

Regardless of whether the position was hereditary or not, Marquis Yong'an only knew that he had been tricked.

"Qingqing, that unfilial son bullied me."

Upon returning to the Marquis's residence, the Marquis of Yong'an handed Yi Shuihan's letter to Princess Zhaoyang.

"He's not planning to come back; he's trying to work me to death."

After reading the letter from home, Princess Zhaoyang asked him, "How is His Majesty's recovery going?"

"He's much better now," Marquis Yong'an replied. "His appearance is fine, but his health is severely compromised and won't be fully recovered in a short time."

"Are you capable of handling state affairs?"

Marquis Yong'an was taken aback.

"You mean, return power to him?"

Princess Zhaoyang nodded: "Originally, Han'er only helped him because he couldn't handle government affairs. Now that he's recovered, it's time to repay him."

The Marquis of Yong'an felt as if he had been enlightened.

Oh right, he almost forgot that Da Xi wasn't a rebellious son, but the emperor's. Why was he working so hard? Maybe His Majesty had long been dissatisfied with his overstepping his bounds, but was just keeping quiet about it.

"Alright, I'll speak with His Majesty tomorrow."

Princess Zhaoyang smiled and said, "When you have some free time, let's go to Nandan to find Han'er."

Marquis Yong'an was taken aback.

"It would take at least a month and a half to get to Nandan, wouldn't that be too much of a hassle..."

“What does it matter?” Princess Zhaoyang said nonchalantly. “I’ve been cooped up in the capital for so many years, I’m practically rusty. It’s rare for me to go on a long trip, so it doesn’t matter how long it takes.”

Marquis Yong'an felt a pang of shame.

Qingqing is naturally lively, but she has been a demure lady for so many years, she must be so bored.

He should spend quality time with her, traveling and enjoying the scenery.

What is Nandan? Even if Qingqing wants to go to Yiguo, he will go with her.

"Okay, let's go to Nandan."

The Marquis of Yong'an immediately wrote a letter of resignation and went to the palace the next day to personally deliver it to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I wish to accompany my wife on a trip south to relax. Please grant me permission."

The emperor did not try to persuade him to stay, but offered a few words of blessing.

Marquis Yong'an thought to himself, "Qingqing is indeed insightful. She saw through the emperor's thoughts long ago. He only knows how to work hard and has overlooked the thoughts of those in power."

Qingqing is truly his guiding light.

Upon returning home, he immediately began preparations, and within a few days, he had packed all his belongings and was ready to set off.

During this time, they also inquired at the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence and the General's residence, and brought along the things they wanted to send to Xiao Qingyin.

Just as they were about to depart, Princess Zhaoyang suddenly remembered something.

"Qingxian, let's bring the piglets from the estate along too, those hybrid breeds."

Marquis Yong'an: "???"

"Why bring them along? Shouldn't Nandan have pigs too?"

"After a few more months of raising them, these piglets will be ready to eat. Nandan probably doesn't have pork this good. Let's send some over to Qingyin."

Marquis Yong'an: "..."

Okay, if my wife says to bring it, then let's bring it.

So they added another truckload of piglets to their original luggage.

They took piglets and traveled across oceans and mountains to Nandan.