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

After Su Qingyan came back, she did not return to the small courtyard to live. Mu Qingcheng arranged for them to live in the west wing of the Mu Mansion.

In the past few days, Mu Qingcheng, Su Qingyan and Mu Yao, the little sisters, have been staying together all day, chattering about everything, eating, drinking and talking about everything.

On the other side, Zijin, Zipei and Linglong had not seen each other for a long time, so Linglong told them about the things in Jiangzhou City.

Liuliu disdained the girls' company. She simply listened, thinking them ignorant, and occasionally interjected with a remark with a "that's all" expression. Later, she simply joined them and told these weak women about her "bloody" past, which frightened the girls into screaming.

As the saying goes, three women make a drama. Now, with so many girls with different personalities gathered together, you can imagine how lively the Mu Mansion must be.

At this moment, the most deserted place was the large study in the front yard. That's right, the backyard was full of women now, and Yun Qing couldn't stay in the backyard during the day. He handled official business in the front yard during the day and could only return to the backyard at night after everyone was asleep.

Yun Qing was extremely depressed!

The fifth day of the New Year has arrived in the blink of an eye. These days, everyone is staying at the Mu Mansion in the bamboo forest, enjoying a comfortable and relaxing life.

The fifth day of the Lunar New Year is the day for business to resume, shops to open for business, and households to welcome the God of Wealth. After more than a month of lockdown, Daxing Town has finally been reopened.

The city gates were cleaned and repaired. Firecrackers rang out inside and outside the gates, and the whole town was decorated with lights. Everyone who had survived the disaster walked out of their homes and into the streets, laughing and shouting loudly.

"Thank you, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Yunqing, for saving my life!"

Someone shouted loudly and fell to the ground, and the other people who were celebrating were stunned!

"Yes! Yes! We have to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Thank you for saving our lives!"

Instantly! The people around all knelt down, facing north and kowtowed to His Royal Highness Crown Prince Yun Qing in prayer.

The craftsmen in the backyard of the Mu Mansion in Daxi Village could not sit still. Since they came here and were well fed and well cared for every day, they had never had such a quiet and relaxing life.

But they insisted on getting up before dawn every day, dressing neatly, and sitting in their respective rooms waiting to be called or for the manager to assign them work, but no one ever came to assign them work.

They actually had fun with their masters on New Year's Eve, had another dinner on New Year's Day, and received red envelopes from their masters.

Days like this aren't bad, they're too good, too good to be true.

That morning, they really couldn't sit still, so the five of them went to find Mo Yu and asked him if there was any work for them to do.

Mo Yu had never seen anyone who loved to work so hard, so he took them directly to meet his master.

Yun Qing had just received a letter via carrier pigeon that Lu Chengze had disappeared after entering Yunzhou City. His last destination was the Peony Pavilion on the Lanyun River.

But when his men arrived at Mudanfang, the entire pleasure boat was empty.

Yun Qing held the letter and fell into deep thought. He felt vaguely uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

While he was thinking, Mo Yu came with the craftsmen, and the five of them knelt on the ground stiffly to salute Yun Qing.

Liang Shicheng was the first to speak: "Master, we have been here for many days. We can't just eat and do nothing. Is there anything we can do to help you?"

Yun Qing's eyes first fell on the tall Gu Dazhuang. He suddenly smiled. These people came at the perfect time! No matter what happened, as long as he was prepared, there was nothing to fear.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

Yun Qing took out a scroll from the table and showed it to them. It was a picture of various types of swords drawn by Mu Qingcheng.

Several male craftsmen were fascinated by the sight. What man in the world doesn't love these things?

Liang Shicheng was the first to react. Could this young master be asking them to forge weapons? This was unacceptable. That was a capital crime, and his family was still in the capital.

Liang Shicheng knelt down hurriedly, and was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back. He thought that he might not survive this time. If he did it, it would be a capital crime, and if he didn't do it, they would die immediately.

The other two people still didn't know what was going on. What happened to Mr. Liang?

"Sir, I was exiled from the capital for a crime, but my entire family is still here. I dare not make these weapons, for fear of implicating my entire family."

Liang Shicheng's words startled the others, and they finally realized what was happening! What! What? Privately manufacturing weapons is punishable by death. It wouldn't matter if they died, but their children and parents would also be buried with them.

No, no, this can't be done.

Yun Qing, sitting at the head of the table, was not in a hurry. He smiled coldly, "Are you afraid of bringing trouble to your whole family? Then you better think carefully about whether to do it or not. Moyu, take them away."

Mo Yu immediately understood and called the guards. A cold knife was placed against their necks. Several people panicked. Were they going to be dragged away and killed to silence them?

"I, I, I don't want to die. There's no one left in my family except me and my wife. We can do this job, we can do it... Mr. Liang and the others don't know how to forge iron, so let me do it!"

Yun Qing closed his eyes and ignored them, his handsome face a cold and indifferent expression. If these people didn't truly want to join him, then he didn't need them.

When the few people saw it, they understood what was going on and began to despair. Gu Dazhuang didn't care about the crime of deceiving the emperor. He was just a blacksmith, and he didn't care what you were making.

"We are willing to work as ironwork for you, sir. We can do anything. I am willing, I am willing..."

Yun Qing still had his eyes closed and waved his hand indifferently. Mo Yu immediately ordered them to be taken away.

Gu Dazhuang was anxious. He was tall and strong, and he broke free from the guards in a few moves. He wanted to go forward to explain to Yun Qing, but before he could take the first step, Mo Yu kicked him to the ground. The guards came forward and twisted his hands behind his back and pinned him to the ground.

"Wuuuu! Don't kill my man, please don't kill my man, we are willing to be blacksmiths, we are willing to be blacksmiths... Wuuuu..." Cuihua's wails were so loud that even the soil on the beams was shaken off.

Lin Zhong and his wife also prostrated themselves on the ground, wailing, "We can't forge iron, but we can carve. I can carve the patterns on this sword. Please, sir, don't kill us."

Mrs. Lin and Cuihua were kneeling on the ground, holding their heads and crying. They were so pitiful. They were both wrongly exiled from the capital and suffered so much. Just when they were about to have a good life, they were charged with the capital crime.

Yun Qing frowned and wanted to cover his ears. He couldn't pretend anymore. He stood up and strode out.

"Moyu, bring Gu Dazhuang and his wife, as well as Lin Zhong, and follow me. Send the others back to the backyard and keep them under strict supervision."

"Yes!" Mo Yu took the order and followed Yun Qing with his men.

Mu Qingcheng only found out the next morning that Yun Qing was not at home. She looked around and found that none of the Xiaohei boys were at home. Only Mo Xue and Mo Xiaowu and Mo Xiaoliu who were guarding the bamboo forest were at home.

"Moxue, where is your master doing?"

Mo Xue is still mad! The master never takes him with him when he goes out, huh! Even Mo Yu and the others didn't tell him, do they treat him like a shadow?

"What else can they do! A few stinky men together, what else can they do except eating and drinking!" Mo Xue sat in a wheelchair, crossing her arms angrily, with a sour pout on her face.

"Ah! Ah?" When Mu Qingcheng heard this, a surge of anger rushed to the top of her head, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Drinking wine? Who is it? Who dares to drink wine? Yun Qing dares to drink wine? Humph! Does he think his life is too long to dare to drink wine?"

"Oh! What's there to be afraid of? All men like it, don't they? Just like you women, who doesn't like rouge and powder? And which man doesn't like to have affairs?"

That makes sense! That makes a lot of sense!

Prince Yunqing, who was lifting iron in the mines with his fellow craftsmen, sneezed several times and suddenly felt a nagging feeling in his stomach. What was going on? Had he forgotten something? This was giving him a bad feeling.

Mu Qingcheng and Mo Xue were both furious. One of them put his hands on his waist and the other crossed his arms over his chest. They were blocking the door and looked like they were ready to beat someone up, almost holding a stick.

But the two of them stood at the gate and didn't see anyone for three days.