Chapter 65: Establishment of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor (Please subscribe!!)

However, the establishment of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was meaningful for Liyue.

Due to the Archon War, the land of Liyue was devastated and waiting to be rebuilt.

The plague brought by the resentment of the dead Archons had also been spreading in Liyue.

The nation of Liyue was just established, and the governance of the plague had never stopped, but the effect was not good.

And in the Genshin Impact storyline, the original intention of establishing Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was to cremate corpses, draw a line between death and life, and effectively prevent the spread of the plague.

For the establishment of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, Jiang Yan not only approved but should also strongly support it!

Thus, Jiang Yan gave his approval to this application to establish Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.

And he also praised Hu Ming’s reason for establishing Wangsheng Funeral Parlor in the approval document to express his support.

After putting the approval document aside, Jiang Yan continued to handle other documents.

Although Ganyu and others had already handled most of the documents for him, the number in front of him still made Jiang Yan handle them from morning until evening.

After handling the last document, Jiang Yan stretched and yawned.

Seriously, finally finished handling them.

I really don't know how Ganyu and the others endured it 01.

Jiang Yan muttered, walked to the window, and looked at the sunset outside.

Even when the sunset fell, faint peddling sounds could still be heard outside.

He looked at Liyue Harbor, which had begun to take on initial prosperity, rested his chin on the window, and quietly admired it.

At this time, Ganyu walked up with a cup of tea.

"Are all the documents handled?"

Ganyu asked with some surprise.

Logically speaking, with so many documents, even Morax would have to handle them until nightfall.

But Jiang Yan’s way of handling government affairs was different from Morax and the others.

When Morax rejected this plan, he would tell why this matter was rejected.

But Jiang Yan was different; rejection meant disagreement!

As for the reason for rejection, think about it yourself, see where you are unreasonable.

I am not your nanny!!

"Hmm."

Jiang Yan stood up from the window and took the tea that was still steaming from Ganyu’s hand.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Yan put down the tea, hugged Ganyu, and looked at the sunset by the window together.

Ganyu leaned on Jiang Yan’s shoulder, looked out the window, and muttered:

"So beautiful..."

"Yes, it is indeed very beautiful..."

Jiang Yan also sighed, and suddenly, he turned to look at the girl and said with a smile:

"But not as beautiful as my little Ganyu!"

Ganyu listened to Jiang Yan’s cheesy words and lowered her head with a blushing face.

"Yo~ shy?"

Jiang Yan smiled, held Ganyu’s cheek, and leaned down to kiss her.

The shy Ganyu was really super cute!

"Hmm~ hate you!"

Ganyu pushed Jiang Yan away while panting, the crystal clear saliva on the corner of her mouth looked very tempting.

Jiang Yan chuckled and raised his hand to wipe the crystal-clear moisture from the corner of Ganyu’s mouth.

"I still have work to attend to, I'll be going now."

Ganyu hurried away from the spot.

She had just felt that if things continued, there was no telling what might happen.

Thinking back to the madness of last night, Ganyu’s legs felt a bit weak.

Watching Ganyu flee in such a flustered state, Jiang Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He turned his head to look out the window at the leaves, which were emitting a golden glow under the setting sun.

"A peaceful life... is not bad at all."

A week later, with Jiang Yan's approval, the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was officially established.

At the same time, to prevent the public from having a negative reaction to cremation, the Liyue authorities issued a timely notice:

Starting from today, Liyue funeral rites should prioritize cremation before burial to ensure the deceased can rest in peace.

This not only prevents the spread of plague but also provides psychological comfort to those who are stubborn about traditional burial.

Yet, even so, many people were unwilling to have their relatives' bodies burned and resisted the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.

Most of these people were bullies who feared the strong but picked on the weak; they dared not provoke the Liyue authorities, so they instead made a scene in front of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, seriously hindering its work.

"My Lord Immortal! There are people making trouble at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor again."

A Millelith soldier walked in and bowed to Jiang Yan.

"Hmm, what's the situation?"

Jiang Yan did not look up, and his hand, busy reviewing documents, did not stop.

"These people have become clever lately. Even though our Millelith have warned them many times and even arrested them, it's useless."

"They now specifically pick the times when the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor is conducting funeral rites to come and make trouble, making it impossible for the ceremonies to proceed."

The Millelith soldier spoke with his head bowed.

Jiang Yan’s hand, which was reviewing the documents, paused for a moment.

"Not letting the dead rest in peace—this group of people isn't afraid of retribution!"

Jiang Yan stood up and put down the pen he was using.

"They are dissatisfied with me, the Grand Overseer!"

Jiang Yan’s calm voice reached the ears of the Millelith soldier.

*Swish!* The Millelith soldier’s back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.

"Assemble the Millelith; I will go there myself."

"Yes!"

The Millelith soldier quickly retreated to assemble the troops.

Jiang Yan stepped onto the windowsill, leaped down, and flew toward the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.

Outside the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, a group of men dressed in coarse cloth were holding tools similar to hoes, making a loud commotion at the entrance.

In front of them, a group of people dressed in dark brown clothes were trying their best to explain something.

"You dare to burn human bodies—aren't you afraid that their souls will come looking for you in the middle of the night?!"

One of the burly men shouted arrogantly.

"As long as I'm here, don't even think about running this Wangsheng Funeral Parlor properly!!"

"Oh?"

"I’d really like to see how you plan to stop the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor from operating?"

A clear, resonant voice rang out from the sky, and Jiang Yan, dressed in a profound-cyan robe, descended from above.

With his unique appearance of silver hair and pointed ears, the surrounding citizens recognized Jiang Yan’s identity at a glance.

"My Lord Immortal!"

"My Lord Immortal, you’ve come!"

The people around called out to Jiang Yan affectionately.

Jiang Yan smiled and nodded at the crowd, then turned his head toward the burly man, whose face had already changed drastically.

"Come."

Jiang Yan said calmly.

"Let me see how you intend to stop the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor from operating."

His gaze was very calm, and there was no expression on his face. ===== CHAPTER 163 =====