The power of women is highly respected

"Your Highness, the pillar shows that there will be no rain today."

Yan Yu Ni patted her head gently and said helplessly: "How many times have I told you that it's called a water level gauge!"

Qing Dai laughed dryly, scratched her head, and stammered, "What...what water...the water level is below the yellow line."

Yan Yu Ni patted her lightly and left with brisk steps.

Not bad.

Looking at the porridge kiosk every hundred steps and a stall every thousand steps on the street, Yan Yu Ni smiled with relief.

The disaster in Zhunan City was resolved, and she looked around with a smile.

Suddenly, her eyes brightened and she walked quickly towards a small stall.

When she was about to reach the stall, Yan Yuni had already adjusted her expression and put on her favorable smile.

"Boss, how do you sell this hairpin?"

When she saw someone took a fancy to the men's hairpins on her stall, that person was visibly stunned.

Looking at the little person smiling happily in front of him, the stall owner swallowed and thought to himself: No way, there really is someone who wants to give such a simple hairpin to his lover?

Uh? Maybe it's not for my lover. Maybe he didn't see my handwriting clearly and didn't know it was a men's model. I want to buy it... for myself?

Yan Yu Ni tilted her head and called out in a puzzled tone: "Boss"

"Ah?" The stall owner was called back to his senses by the call. He shuddered and said hurriedly, "Fifty cents."

Fifty cents? Yan Yu Ni shook the wooden hairpin in her hand and chuckled. Isn't this a rip-off?

This peach branch? If I remember correctly, peach trees are the most abundant thing in the southern part of Zhunan.

This is handmade? If I am not mistaken, in this age of advanced handicrafts, you can probably make hundreds of them a day.

Tsk tsk tsk, if you calculate carefully, it may not even be worth five cents.

"Boss, this is it. Please help me pack it. I'll give you 100 coins."

"Oh, okay, you." Who cares who she buys it for? As long as she can make money, it's good.

The stall owner was happy, so it was easier to get information from him. Yan Yu Ni smiled slyly and pretended to ask casually which master carved the hairpin.

The other person's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal, "Please don't tease me. I know my own skills. They are not as good as those hairpin maids who make hairpins for nobles."

Hmm? It seems this guy is not simple. Yan Yu Ni's eyes moved down to the stall owner's hands with thick calluses.

The stall owner folded the paper gently and folded out a flower. He turned the side with the paper flower towards Yan Yu Ni and said with a smile, "Sir, how do you think it is wrapped? Is it to your liking?"

However, Yan Yu Ni nodded, knowing that she could not get any words out of her, and left with the hairpin in her hand, smiling.

After walking away, his expression turned serious in an instant, and he said to the empty space ahead: "Check."

A strong wind blew by, and Yan Yu Ni knew that Chi Dai had left.

His brows, which had just relaxed, twisted into a knot again. He tightly grasped the hairpin that imitated the one used by men in the Tang Dynasty to tie their hair, his eyes wandering.

Is it a coincidence, or am I not the only traveler in this damn place?

Most of the men here let their hair down, or put a weft on their hair, or braid it into a small braid...

Hairpins are only used when they tie up a small part of their hair.

But, they usually decorate them with beads and rarely... no, they never use such simple ones.

What about the men here? There are the feminine ones that the Queen likes... and there are also those with other personalities.

Her father is as gentle as jade.

Her biological brother is the type with a feminine, beautiful and pitiful look.

Her enemy…the one who poisoned her father's bird's nest was a very sinister person. Oh, he was very sinister.

Yan Yu Ni suddenly thought of Yi Meijun in the palace who was on good terms with her father. That person... that person also had a feminine beauty, but his kind was not disgusting. His... his kind of beauty was very attractive... liked by men, women, young and old.

Oh, and there is the teacher. Among all the people I know, he is the most masculine, even less masculine than the only male official in the court, the Hanlin scholar.

Then her face felt a little hot. Why did I think of him? Why did I think of Xiao Hong?

Yan Yu Ni shook her head desperately, secretly telling herself not to think about it anymore. Has she forgotten how much she has suffered because of him?

The teacher punished me to copy and kicked me out of Zhuyuan...

Have you forgotten all these things?

The previous second, she was still warning herself, and the next second she was internally evaluating him as a cold type.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore. Yan Yu Ni rubbed her brows and brought her thoughts back to where they had wandered off at some point.

The first thing he did after he was pulled back was to take the hairpin back to the mansion, while paying attention to the progress of the drainage and waiting for Chi Dai's news...

Before Chi Dai's news came, the thing she had always been afraid of happened.

It was a sunny day and some refugees were queuing up to receive food.

Suddenly, some people in the crowd vomited and some fainted.

"Isolation!" Yan Yuni expressed this idea immediately after receiving the news.

What happened? She was not the only one who realized it, and soon people with a little knowledge in the city also knew it.

"burn"

"Burn Them"

"Burn them, burn them..."

As soon as some victims suspected of having contracted the plague were gathered together, some uneasy people among them strongly demanded that those people be killed.

Killing is not the solution. Yan Yu Ni rubbed her brows and listened to the King of Zhunan comforting her by saying that they, the adults, would take care of it and she didn't need to worry about it. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Alas, alas, alas, I sighed three times in my heart, which added to my sorrow, and there was nothing else.

We have been paying attention to environmental hygiene, so why did the plague still come? Yan Yu Ni didn't want to think about why this happened.

Because the plague is coming with great force.

The so-called solution of King Zhunan was just to gather them together and feed them some magic medicine every day which was said to be left by the gods who came down to earth to experience hardships hundreds of years ago.

Alas, it can only deceive those who have one foot in the underworld.

Oh, is that it? According to their way of saying that if ten out of a hundred people can be saved, we should applaud?

No, this won't work. There must be another way, there must be.

"Black Dai"

A dark figure came in from the window, knelt on one knee on the ground, clasped his hands together, and waited for instructions.

The girl at the top had a calm and resolute look on her face that was not typical for her age.

Hei Dai at the bottom waited quietly, and fortunately she didn't wait long.

Yan Yu Ni drew a picture with an expressionless face and handed it to her.

Hei Dai took it with both hands and was about to leave but was stopped by Yan Yuni's hurried words.

Really, why are you in such a hurry? Did you see clearly what I drew? Yan Yu Ni resisted the urge to rub her forehead, gently helped her stand up, and said seriously: "Tell Xiu Lang that it doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, but it must be three layers, and ask him to make a few more."