The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

The flower hall was bustling with activity. Mu Qingcheng and Mo Yu came in from outside. Seeing these people laughing and making noise, they frowned and quickly closed the door.

"Keep your voices down, or you might disturb the master."

The three of them stopped, and Feng Zhishang walked back to the couch angrily.

Mo Yun and Mo Bing said with a smile: "Mo Feng is guarding here. If he could hear us, he would have rushed over long ago."

Mu Qingcheng entered the house, took off her cloak, and stood by the heater to warm her hands. She smiled and said to the Little Apple duo, "You learned this song quite quickly."

Yesterday, during class, Teacher Mu had a sudden idea: to hold a Chinese New Year gala, with everyone participating in a rehearsal. So, she taught them a few songs and had them practice. Unexpectedly, Mo Yun and Mo Bing, who usually studied the least, were the first to learn how to sing and even dance while singing.

The Little Apple duo got even more excited when they heard this: "Master Mu, we can not only sing, but we can also dance! There is absolutely no problem performing during the New Year. Look at them, they don't even want to learn!"

The two pointed at Moyu and Moxue, taking the opportunity to complain to Mu Qingcheng. Moyu's face darkened, and he wished he could go over and kick the two guys.

"I don't want to sing Little Apple." Mo Xue pouted her face proudly, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and looked like she was just unhappy.

Mo Yu gave Mo Xue a thumbs up, but it was too early to be happy.

"I want to sing Lone Brave."

In an instant, the hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Mo Yu: “…” He wanted to beat him to death.

Mu Qingcheng: "..." Why is she so depressed?

Mo Yun: "Xiao Xue'er! Hehehe! Let's discuss something. How about this? I'll give you a red envelope of ten taels of silver as New Year's money, and you just stop singing. Okay?"

Mo Bing: "Xue'er, be good! I'll give you a red envelope of ten taels of silver. If you change a song, I'll sing along with you..."

"Hiss!" Before Mo Bing could finish his words, Mo Yun stepped hard on the back of his foot and glared at him. Mo Bing gritted his teeth and could only swallow his words.

Mo Yun seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and his cold eyes swept over everyone.

Mu Qingcheng turned her back and pretended to warm herself by the fire, while Moyu pretended to count dumplings. Zijin and Zipei heard nothing, their heads lowered as they made dumplings.

Mo Xue swept a cold gaze over Feng Zhishang, who had his medical books pressed against his face.

Only the little loli Mu Yao looked at Mo Xue with her big cute eyes: "Why don't you sing Peppa Pig with me!"

Mo Xue said stubbornly: "No, I like the lone hero."

Everyone became nervous again.

Mu Yao pouted and said aggrievedly, "But Lone Warrior is too difficult. I can't learn it. I like Pig Man."

Mo Xue didn't wait even a second to insist: "Okay then!"

Ugh! He gave in just like that. What a stubborn child! Who did he inherit his temper from?

Sure enough, one thing comes down to another.

If You Are the One was celebrating the festival in a lively manner, and Daxi Village was also quite lively.

Yesterday, after finishing the task of trapping Donggu in a siege, Mu Qingcheng asked Mo Feng to settle everyone's wages in advance. She had good intentions, as she felt that the villagers were having a hard time, and the New Year was approaching. She thought that paying the wages in advance would help supplement family expenses, so that everyone could have a good New Year.

Unexpectedly, good intentions led to bad results. When the villagers heard that they would be paid in advance, they panicked and ran to ask Mu Qingcheng if he was going to fire them.

Mu Qingcheng was so tired! She really wasn't cut out to be a leader. After explaining for a long time, she finally calmed everyone down. She repeatedly stated that she wouldn't fire anyone, as she was about to open a new workshop and needed people.

The villagers happily took the money and left. Every household was calculating that they could get another month's wages before the New Year. With money in hand, they could finally celebrate the New Year. The villagers of Daxi Village had never lived such a peaceful life.

On the day of the winter solstice, every household makes dumplings, and even the patients in the courtyard eat dumplings.

Every morning, young and old, Daxi villagers recite the "Health Song." They believe the song has magical powers, protecting them from illness. They wear masks when leaving the house. Anyone who dares to leave without one is treated as if they were naked, a shame they can't even lift their head. Since then, the courtyard has had no new patients.

Since Feng Zhishang improved the prescription, some people with less serious conditions have been able to walk, and those with more serious conditions have also been improving.

The village chief He Lizheng returned to Daxi Village in the afternoon of the winter solstice. He was accompanied by Yu, the newly appointed magistrate of Yongkang County.

County Magistrate Yu only brought a legal advisor and three yamen runners with him, as Yongkang County was very poor and only had three horses. He and his legal advisor had to ride in the Mu family's carriage.

County Magistrate Yu was not yet thirty years old, fair-skinned and well-proportioned. He wore a formal official uniform and, as soon as he stepped out of the carriage, gave the villagers a kind, though not unapproachable, smile. His scholarly sense of superiority made him unconsciously feel superior.

County Magistrate Yu was a second-class Jinshi last year. He was considered young and promising among the Jinshi. However, due to his ordinary family background and lack of connections in the capital, he sat on the bench in the Ministry of Personnel for almost a year before he got this position. Although he was a seventh-rank county magistrate, he was still an official after all.

County Magistrate Yu came here with great ambitions, but he didn't expect that Yongkang County was so poor that there was not even a carriage in the county government office.

That day, when he was reading the files, a yamen runner came to report that the village chief He Lizheng of Xiaxixi Village in Daxing Town wanted to see him for an urgent matter.

County Magistrate Yu frowned. In recent days, village heads kept coming to him to complain about their poverty, saying that the taxes were too heavy, the harvest was poor this year, and every household had no money to survive the winter.

He'd heard it all so many times that his ears were callused. The imperial court was responsible for collecting taxes, so what could he do? If he couldn't collect the taxes, how could he, as a county magistrate, report to the court? He was worried too!

As soon as he heard which village chief it was, he became annoyed and wanted to send them away, but then he considered that he had just taken office and could not let a bad reputation spread.

So they sent the yamen runners to ask what was going on. If the person cried poor, they would say he was not there and send him away.

Unexpectedly, the yamen runner came back hurriedly and said that an epidemic had occurred in Daxing Town. County Magistrate Yu was so frightened that he almost dropped his teacup.

Fortunately, he had an experienced advisor by his side, who taught him that no matter whether it was true or false, he must not let the two people go. If he let them go out and spread rumors, the entire Yongkang County would be in chaos.

County Magistrate Yu thought what the lawyer said made sense, so he asked the yamen runners to invite the village chief and Li Zheng to the county yamen and find an empty room to lock them up first.

The yamen runner came back to report that the family had arrived in a carriage, with a driver. How would they accommodate them? County Magistrate Yu was so envious! What village was this? They were so rich that they even rode in a carriage when they went out. They were even more impressive than him, the county magistrate.

Magistrate Yu didn't hesitate to dispatch personnel to investigate. Sure enough, people in surrounding towns and villages were falling ill. Just as the two men had said, the further south you went, the more cases there were. Chunshui Town itself had already seen a large number of patients.

County Magistrate Yu immediately became panic-stricken and asked his advisor to report the matter to the prefect, Lord Fang.

But he was stopped by the legal advisor, who said that the epidemic had already broken out, and if he reported it at this time, Lord Fang would be held responsible, and might even put all the blame on County Magistrate Yu.

When County Magistrate Yu heard this, he shuddered all over. He had finally become an official, and before he could even get comfortable in the office, it was all over like this?

The lawyer gave him another suggestion, saying that the two people who came to report the disease were very suspicious. First, ask them how they knew about the disease, and then ask how many people in their village had been infected.

Have them sign and seal their agreement, saying the plague originated from their village. Report this to Lord Fang immediately, and have him send someone to eliminate the plague village first.

In this way, we can not only pass the news of the epidemic to the prefect Fang, but also clear ourselves of guilt. The prefect Fang will definitely send a doctor to treat the epidemic, and we just need to cooperate at that time.

County Magistrate Yu exclaimed, "Oh, my God!" and suddenly his eyes were opened.