Daily life in the academy

The next day, after finally finishing the morning class, Mu Bailian could no longer bear it and grabbed Bai Zhi to ask her.

"I've been holding it in for a long time, Ah Zhi, can you please tell me what happened in the past three days?"

This time, not only Mu Bailian, but even Yan Qingchen and Wenzhe were equally curious. On the way to the dining hall, Bai Zhi cleared her throat and told them everything in detail.

While Bai Zhi was telling the story, she was also paying attention to whether there were any unrelated people around. Fortunately, there were four of them in the group, and with Yan Qingchen as a living signboard, no one dared to get close to them.

Wenzhe's unique pessimism emerged again: "Azhi, did you forget to check the almanac when you went out that day? How could you encounter such bad luck?"

"If you ask me, Ah Zhi, why don't you really listen to Ah Zhe and go find a fortune teller? It's either drowning or an epidemic. You're too unlucky. Oh my..."

The three of them were startled by Mu Bailian's yell. All six eyes turned to him, and he clapped his hands. "Could it be that we were caught last time because of your bad luck?"

Yan Qingchen clenched his fists and looked away, believing out of sight, out of mind.

However, he frowned slightly, thinking about Bai Zhi's words. After a while, he said, "I think this matter is indeed strange. I will go back today and discuss it with my father. If the epidemic really spreads in Sheng'an, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Bai Zhi nodded in agreement. "Doctor Hu said that although the disease isn't fatal, if we delay treatment until the best time, it could leave serious consequences. If a large-scale outbreak occurs, we won't be able to accommodate all the patients in the city at once."

Wenzhe: "Then I'll go back today and talk to my father about it. Ask him to keep an eye out for any suspicious individuals committing crimes recently."

"Then I..." Mu Bailian also wanted to come over.

"Just stay still."

The three of them said in unison.

Mu Bailian curled his lips: "Oh."

.....

In the next few days, classes at Yunlu Academy continued as usual, and everything was normal for the teachers and students.

According to the observations of Yan Qingchen and Wenzhe, they did not find anything abnormal.

But they didn't know that the direction of their investigation was completely wrong. Except for the imperial city, people with high fever appeared in the four directions of Sheng'an City every day, but the number was not large each time and not enough to attract attention.

But qualitative change ultimately depends on quantitative change. When the number of patients reaches a certain level, there will be explosive growth.

early morning

Wang Changqing's sharp voice resounded throughout the hall: I have a report to make, otherwise I will adjourn the court.

"I have a memorial to present." Minister of Rites Chu Shinan said loudly.

Emperor Shengwu Yan Yunrui asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Recently, many people in the city have suddenly developed high fevers, and it seems that malaria is spreading. The envoys of the two countries are still in the city. If the envoys accidentally contract the disease in our Yan State, there may be external threats."

Yan Yunrui frowned: "My dear Xiao, is this true?"

Xiao Yan, then the Minister of Revenue and also Princess Zhaoyue's consort, stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, it is true. I believe the patients should be centrally managed to prevent the further spread of malaria."

"Well, I'll do as you say." Yan Yunrui turned his gaze to Chu Shinan and said, "Chu Aiqing, you must take good care of the envoys from the two countries while they are in Yan, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey your command."

No more officials stepped forward from the court. Yan Yunrui was about to leave when a figure suddenly flashed through his mind, saying, "Yunlu Academy is a pilot academy designated by me. The students here cannot afford any mishaps."

Xiao Yan bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

*

After school that day, Yan Qingchen and the other two stood up and prepared to go home as usual, but were stopped by Xie Guan.

"Malaria has recently broken out in Sheng'an City, and many people have fallen ill. His Majesty stated in court today that the students of Yunlu Academy must not be infected. Therefore, the dean and I have agreed that from today until the malaria outbreak is over, all students must reside within the academy."

Mu Bailian was the first to jump up: "Thank you, Master...but we haven't prepared anything, how are we going to live in the academy?"

Xie Guan, unusually, didn't scold him. Instead, he patiently explained, "Don't worry, everyone. The academy has already prepared everything for you. At the beginning of the semester, every student will have a corresponding dormitory within the academy."

After saying that, he pulled out a few pieces of paper from the desk, which were written with the dormitory numbers of the students in Dingliu Hall who were not staying in the academy, and handed them to the section chief sitting in the front row to distribute.

Mu Bailian ignored Yan Qingchen's obsession with cleanliness and tugged at his clothes, anxiously saying, "Brother Yan, can you please say something? Are we just going to move into the academy without knowing why?"

Yan Qingchen looked at the piece of paper in his hand with number A103 written on it, his face expressionless, but he did not respond to Mu Bailian.

Bai Zhi couldn't stand it any longer and said:

"Now that His Majesty has spoken, do you have any other options? How about you go to the palace now and question His Majesty's decision?"

Mu Bailian looked at the note in his hand and instantly wilted.

This decision had no impact on Bai Zhi, as she had been living in the academy anyway. However, she had not yet realized that she would have to share a room with another man for a period of time.

After Xie Guan arranged the students, he quickly walked out of the school. Seeing this, Bai Zhi packed up her books, stood up and prepared to return to her dormitory.

When I was about to leave the school, I saw that the two big Buddhas were still motionless. I sighed helplessly and walked back.

"Prince? Master Mu? Let's go back to the room together."

Yan Qingchen crumpled the note into a ball and then stood up: "Let's go."

Wenzhe had already been waiting for them outside Jiayi School. When he saw the three of them, he took out the note and asked, "Where do you live?"

Mu Bailian finally perked up a bit, put his arm around Wenzhe's shoulder, and revealed the note in his other hand: "Here, number A, number ninety-eight."

"Azhe, we are in the same room."

Wenzhe smiled and nodded: "That's fine."

At least... he has a way to control Bai Lian. If this fool gets into a conflict with others, Master Xie will inevitably complain to his face, and his wallet will not be able to bear it.

When Bai Zhi heard that they were all Room A, she acted like a guide.

"Come on, I'll take you there. Since we're all in Class A, we'll be not only classmates but also roommates in the future."

Mu Bailian, who was originally a little depressed, somehow became happy again and walked in front with Bai Zhi, skipping and jumping.

"Yes, the four of us spend more time together. I dream of having candlelight nights with you all."

Wenzhe: "Let's not talk about it. If you fall asleep in Master Xie's class, be careful of General Mu's sword."

"Don't worry, next time I'll ask Ah Zhi to come along too. My old man has been nagging me since I last saw Ah Zhi. He's almost got calluses from it."

Bai Zhi: "..." Thank you so much.