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

Thirty-Six was furious: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it, you are bullying me, I have never learned how to make a fire and cook."

"Haha!" Mu Qingcheng sneered at her: "Then what do you want to compete with? Do you want to compete with Madam Chen? Madam Chen has never learned martial arts. Aren't you just bullying her?"

Thirty-Six was furious: "I, I'm not going to bully her, I want a duel!"

Mu Qingcheng continued calmly, "Martial arts competition? Besides your martial arts skills, what else can you do? Everyone has their own strengths, but you only compare them with others. Do you know what that means? That's arrogance. Apart from martial arts, you're just a useless piece of trash in other areas."

Mu Qingcheng deliberately spoke more harshly, just to give her a lesson.

Sanshiliu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he didn't know how to refute: "But I learned martial arts to protect the master and prevent his life from being in danger. Only those with high martial arts skills can be qualified as secret guards. I'm not going to be a cook."

Mu Qingcheng: "According to what you said, you can save my life with you around? What if one day you and I are stranded in the deep mountains and forests, and you can't even light a fire except for your martial arts skills, then I will freeze to death in the deep mountains and forests. What use is there for me to have you as a secret guard? You are even worse than Madam Chen!"

Ah! Master Mu was absolutely right. The Dragon Shadow Guards' eyes sparkled and they nodded in unison.

Meng Yun now had a new respect for Miss Mu. He had heard about the Crown Prince's rescue along the way, and he only knew that this woman was his savior. He also heard that the Crown Prince had special feelings for Miss Mu, but he didn't take it to heart, thinking she was just a woman by the Crown Prince's side.

But when he really met Miss Mu, he realized that she was no ordinary woman.

Mu Qingcheng: "Well, do you want to continue the competition? You've already lost two games."

Sanshiliu was unwilling to accept the result, but she knew that she would still lose if she competed again.

"Thirty-six is ​​willing to accept defeat!"

Mu Qingcheng: "Are you really convinced?"

Of course she wasn't convinced. A secret guard like her lost in arithmetic and fire-making. What was that? These things were too simple. How could they compare to the real kung fu she had practiced diligently for more than ten years?

"Master, please give me three more days and I will definitely learn it. Then we can have another match. If I lose again, I will be convinced."

Mu Qingcheng felt amused. This silly girl was really stubborn. She wanted to compete again, but it definitely couldn't be between math and fire-making.

Mu Qingcheng smiled cunningly: "Alright! Then let's wait for three more days before competing. However, during these three days you are not allowed to use your martial arts. You must be my servant and serve me obediently."

Thirty-Six was overjoyed and immediately nodded in agreement: "Thirty-Six is ​​willing to be your maid. Please keep your promise."

Mu Qingcheng nodded in agreement: "Thirty-six is ​​your code name in the Shadow Pavilion. What is your last name and your name?"

Thirty-Six said, "I don't know! I've been in Shadow Pavilion since I can remember. My master and fellow apprentices all call me Thirty-Six."

Mu Qingcheng thought for a while and said, "Then I'll call you Liuliu from now on! Liuliu Dashun is a good name." Sixty-six is ​​thirty-six, nothing wrong with that!

"Liuliu?" Liuliu looked reluctant. Would the master give her a name?

Although she was reluctant to accept the name given by her master, she had to obey since she had already acknowledged the master. She held the sword in both hands and presented it to Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng was curious about the material of swords from this era. She took the sword. Wow! She hadn't expected it to be so heavy. Mu Qingcheng almost lost her grip. If it fell on her foot, it would definitely swell up.

"Ouch! Be careful! Miss Mu, how about I get it for you?" Su Jiyu hurried forward to offer his courtesy.

Before he reached Mu Qingcheng, Meng Yun got to Mu Qingcheng one step faster than him.

Meng Yun clasped his hands together and said, "I pay my respects, I pay my respects..." Oh! What do I pay my respects to? He was a little unsure how to address Mu Qingcheng.

Miss Mu is not the Crown Princess yet, so she can't meet the Empress! He is not a secret guard, so he can't call him Master Mu like Mo Yu and the others.

Mu Qingcheng looked at Meng Yun while holding the sword. It was another unfamiliar face, but she clearly felt that this person was obviously different from the Dragon Shadow Guard.

"Who are you?"

"I am Meng Yun, the Left Guard of the Crown Prince's Office."

Prince's Mansion? Mu Qingcheng didn't quite understand what the official title was, but she knew that this person was from the Prince's Mansion in the capital. He was an official and different from Mo Yu and the others.

Mu Qingcheng nodded: "Hello, Meng Zuowei."

After the greeting, she turned her attention back to the sword, grasping the hilt and drawing the sword.

"Seven-star Longyuan Sword!"

Someone sighed, and everyone gathered around to watch. The sword was three fingers wide and less than three feet long. It had a diamond pattern on the blade and a sharp edge.

But in Mu Qingcheng's eyes, this sword was not exquisite, and the blade was not polished smoothly. Looking at Liu Liu's evasive eyes, if this was a genuine sword, her tail would be up to the sky.

Mu Qingcheng: "It must be a replica!"

"Ah! A replica?" Everyone shouted. How could such a good sword be fake?

Li Nanxuan, the Taoist priest of Xuantian Palace, walked over to take a look and nodded, saying, "It is indeed a replica. Although it is not Longyuan, the sword is of the highest quality and can be called a masterpiece."

A fine sword! That's it?

The sword wasn't the legendary silver-white, but rather a slightly yellowish color, suggesting it contained copper, though it wasn't brass. There were scratches on the sword, and although it was heavy, Mu Qingcheng felt it must not be strong enough, as she saw the uneven, uneven edges of the blade, suggesting it was simply an ordinary iron sword.

"Excuse me, Miss Mu, how did you know this sword was a fake?"

Meng Yun's face was filled with confusion, and his heart was filled with curiosity. You know, even he himself hadn't noticed anything unusual about the sword when he first saw it. Yet, this delicate little girl in front of him could tell the authenticity of the sword at a glance. How could he not admire and marvel at her vision?

Mu Qingcheng smiled slightly and did not directly answer Meng Yun's question. Instead, she gently handed the sword in her hand to Mo Yu beside her.

Mu Qingcheng said slowly, "It doesn't matter how I saw it. I'm preparing to refine a furnace of high-quality steel. Once the steel is refined, I will forge a peerless sword for each of you. I guarantee that its quality will be more than ten thousand times better than this sword!"

If these words were spoken by someone else, they might be treated as a joke, but the person who said it was Mu Qingcheng! Therefore, everyone present believed it without a doubt and believed it would come true.

At this moment, bursts of exclamations suddenly came from the yard——

“Ah! Ah!…”

"Master Mu, I wonder when you plan to start steelmaking?" someone shouted impatiently.

"Master Mu, I am willing to help you!" Someone else volunteered.

For a moment, the originally quiet front yard suddenly became bustling with people, and everyone gathered around Mu Qingcheng, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.