After Emperor Qingyuan issued these edicts, Xie Yushu had no idea how many rounds of maneuvering it would take for the two sides to achieve victory.

Until early October, Han Zhongyu wrote a letter with eight large characters: "Great victory, a fresh start."

Every word exudes a joyful and energetic spirit.

After reading it, Xie Yushu replied with a letter.

"May you overcome all obstacles and return in triumph soon."

For a long time afterward, Xie Yushu's life was uneventful.

While everyone else continued their busy work, Xie Yushu used this time to recuperate.

Since leaving the battlefield, she has clearly felt that her energy is not as good as before. It is a kind of psychological decline in her perception of the surrounding things, and she is more prone to sadness.

She felt there was something wrong with this situation; everyone had already moved on from that war.

The wounds have healed, the trees have turned green again, the flowers have bloomed again, spring goes and autumn comes, autumn goes and winter comes again, as if the past scars have been covered up.

But Xie Yushu knew clearly that the pain in her heart had not been healed by time. In the dead of night, when she thought of the cold, lonely, and blood-soaked Tianshui City, her wounds felt as if they had been ripped open again.

But this wound is like an incurable poison; she can only reminisce about the past while in pain, and smile as she moves towards the future.

Seeing that she was finally no longer spinning like a top, Liu Zhuoxuan watched her take her medicine and take care of her health every day without fail.

Xie Yushu didn't want to take those strange-tasting pills, but Liu Zhuoxuan said that she was too sad and had damaged her heart and lungs. She had also been depressed for a long time and had developed a deficiency of qi and blood. If she didn't take care of it, it would directly affect her lifespan.

Xie Yushu knew all this too!

But some things can't be forgotten just because you want to.

She could only try her best to control herself and cooperate with Liu Zhuoxuan in taking the medicine.

Firstly, she wasn't someone who was suicidal or couldn't live without something going wrong; secondly, she knew that some regrets couldn't be made up for even in death.

To avoid being alone and endlessly wallowing in sadness, she even forced herself to go out for walks, sometimes visiting factories and hospitals outside the villa, and sometimes strolling around the city.

Sometimes, if I find something new, something to eat or play with, I'll buy an extra one and take it back to Xuanyuan Che's grave.

Day after day, two years passed in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, after two years of recuperation, Liu Zhuoxuan finally allowed Xie Yushu to stop taking all the bitter pills.

Xie Yushu, over the past two years, has never deliberately avoided thinking about that unforgettable past. She thinks about it when she wants to, feels the pain when she wants to, and goes to the cemetery whenever she feels like it. The cemetery has become more solemn and tidy, and the pine and cypress trees have grown taller.

Even the various chrysanthemums that Xie Yushu and Nanxing planted in the corners and edges of the place over the past two years have bloomed extremely vigorously, as if telling Xie Yushu and the others that they are doing well in another world as well.

Gradually, Xie Yushu seemed to have accepted this way of life, living peacefully and calmly, letting them live in their vibrant youth.

In just two years, Daqi has undergone tremendous changes.

The prosperity and development of commerce directly changes people's living standards.

Although Xie Yushu hadn't traveled very far, she would occasionally visit Tai'an Prefecture, Jinyang, and Tianshui.

The reason for going to Jinyang City was that Nanxing and Xie Yumin, those young girls, would run around looking for new fabrics and patterns every time the seasons changed, and then buy them to make clothes.

The reason for going to Tianshui is that a brother of my family is buried there, and I have to go there to pay my respects three to five times a year.

The first thing to notice as one walks along the street is the houses, which were originally the old mud-brick houses that Han Zhongyu had urged them to renovate when he was here.

Now, most of the buildings along the street have been replaced by two-story buildings.

Restaurants and inns sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

With more merchants coming and going, the inn and restaurant industry is booming.

Then there are the street vendors selling all sorts of small toys and snacks.

People's mental outlook has also been completely renewed.

Two years ago, people had just solved the problem of food and clothing, and their clothes were worn for three years after being new, three years after being old, and then patched up for another three years.

It's common to see patched clothes on the street.

Nowadays, young people, both young women and young men, wear the most fashionable clothes and fabrics, even if they are made of cotton, they are all the latest styles.

Only middle-aged and elderly people, or old men and women, wear clothes with patches, but it's not as exaggerated as before. They only wear patches on places that are prone to tearing, like the knees.

Moreover, more chicken, duck, fish, meat, and eggs are being sold than before.

It is evident that at least half of the households are no longer worried about food and clothing.

Even in remote areas, where the area isn't as wealthy as the outside world, having your own land at least ensures you have enough to eat and wear.

Moreover, competition brings pressure. Ever since Emperor Qingyuan delegating the production and sales rights of goods such as glass lamps, a competition has emerged between state-owned and private enterprises.

In order to increase profits and sales, both sides are constantly innovating.

Nowadays, there are all kinds of glass lamps on the street. In order not to be squeezed out, Xie Yushu also launched several high-end light luxury starry sky ceiling lamps to grab the market.

Moreover, the streetlights were installed directly from Yuquan Villa to Tai'an Prefecture.

They even thoughtfully provided a barbecue stand and beer drinks for everyone.

At night, the area from Tai'an Prefecture to the dock and then to the Yuquan Villa area is like a city that never sleeps.

With neon lights flashing and fireworks illuminating the scene, this street has become the best place for people to digest their food after dinner.

Hospital patients, off-duty workers, couples strolling along the street, and families after dinner all come here to wander around, have a look, and of course, eat something too.

If this is the case in Tai'an Prefecture, then other places must be similar!

After all, Tai'an Prefecture is considered a poor area in the Great Qi Dynasty, and other places may have already surpassed Tai'an Prefecture.

The hustle and bustle of the world can also be a good medicine for healing the soul.

The peace and happiness of the people are the facts that prove the significance of the sacrifices made by those who gave their lives for the country.

The selfless rush three years ago has finally yielded an answer today.

It's deep winter again, and the third anniversary of Xuanyuan Che, Hongmei Chunyu and others' death in battle has finally arrived.

This was their last formal, large-scale sacrificial ceremony.

Xie Yushu had preparations begin a week in advance for this memorial service.

In addition to the sacrificial items, there were also monks performing the rituals.

Han Zhongyu, the Third Prince, Pei Jie, and others arrived a day early.

The Empress Dowager, perhaps fearing that the sight would stir up painful memories, only had ten volumes of the Ksitigarbha Sutra, which she had personally written, brought over to pray for Xuanyuan Che's well-being.

The Ksitigarbha Sutra is used to help one's relatives and friends pass on to a better future; one can imagine the Empress Dowager's intentions.