They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

The men stammered, but finally told the truth. Wu Ziyan smiled and thought it was a low-level trick. They wanted to ruin her reputation and lose the people's trust through this method. What a brilliant move to undermine her reputation!

But it doesn't matter, I'll just play along. They're here to expose her decadent life, so I'll show them how serious and hardworking I am.

"Yu Xiu, give each of them a pill." Wu Ziyan's trick always worked.

Han Yuxiu seemed to be quite skilled at this kind of work. He wouldn't actually harm anyone, but he could still do things like borrowing someone else's power.

After giving them some final instructions, he went out and walked to Huang Ziliang's tent, asking, "Ziliang, are you asleep yet?"

"No, please come in, Miss."

When Wu Ziyan went in, Huang Ziliang was still reading by lamplight, wearing an overcoat. Looking at him now, he was no longer the sallow and thin man he used to be. Now, his face was fuller and more handsome.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?" He slowly raised his head, exuding an air of refined elegance.

"It's nothing, not really anything, it's just..." Wu Ziyan whispered in his ear. Unlike other boys, he didn't feel uncomfortable or shy. Instead, he listened attentively. Huang Ziliang frowned, put down his book, and looked at Wu Ziyan: "Is this feasible?"

"Feasible?" Wu Ziyan countered.

"also."

As night deepened, sure enough, someone started making a big fuss, almost banging drums and gongs, carrying torches and searching for someone, saying everywhere that their beauty was missing and they didn't know where she was. This left everyone confused, wondering what had happened.

They all came out of their tents or sat up from the ground and looked toward the source of the sound.

Then someone in the corner shouted, "I saw someone escorting several men to the adults earlier!"

Everyone was curious; it's human nature to gossip, and some people had already started to have doubts.

Of course, at this point, someone else said, "I heard that the big shot who came from above is already extravagant and indulgent. He's probably lonely again. He's tired of seeing the same old people and wants to try something new."

With this kind of encouragement, everyone whispered among themselves and headed in a large group towards Wu Ziyan's residence.

The lights were on in Wu Ziyan's tent, casting alluring shadows inside. Some people were saying, "How can they be so blatantly indulgent!"

"It seems that all those speeches she gave on the platform were lies, and all those impassioned words spoken by those men were also lies!"

"Unbearable to hear!"

Hearing the murmurs outside, one of them smirked and shouted, "My lord!"

Wu Ziyan heard this but ignored it. At this moment, the people outside were aggressive, but no one dared to take the first step, after all, it was the imperial power.

The person in the corner began to shake their resolve again: "Those who engage in such extravagant and licentious behavior are utterly unworthy of their positions!"

"With so many of us rushing in, the law won't punish us all! She can't possibly deal with us all then!"

Those people thought about it and agreed that it made sense. They rushed into the tent and sighed when they saw the scene before them.

"What are you doing, sir?"

"What are you all doing making such a fuss tonight? Why aren't you getting some rest? There's still a lot to do tomorrow!"

"My lord, someone is complaining that their handsome husband is missing, so they've come looking for him!"

"Oh? So they came straight to my account? Is it these people? Come and hear what they have to say!" Wu Ziyan had a smile on his face, but the smile was extremely chilling.

"Someone is threatening us to slander you, sir, for committing immoral acts!" the handsome man said.

The words were clearly audible to everyone. The people looked at each other, wondering who the torchbearer was. They looked closely at him and realized he wasn't mingling with the common people. He must be someone else's lackey.

Wu Ziyan sighed: "You all watch out, if anyone tries this trick again, I won't show any mercy."

The common people dispersed as soon as they saw there was no excitement to watch, mainly because they were afraid of being blamed by their superiors.

The man holding the torch was so angry that his face turned pale and then red: "Well, thank you for helping me find them, sir. I'll take them back with me then."

"Hey, this won't do. Tell the people behind you to watch out!" Wu Ziyan tossed her hair aside, looked up, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent!

It turned out that the alluring figures they saw outside the tent were actually people with their clothes hanging up, being led around by ropes and dancing, while the handsome men were kneeling on the ground, grinding medicinal powder. The people who saw this scene sighed, thinking how hard it must be to be making medicine at night.

The man holding the torch gritted his teeth and left to report back. The others smashed their cups in anger. Finally, the man in black appeared, brandishing a knife, and everyone quieted down.

After a few days of peace and quiet, the incident involving the handsome man came to an end, and everyone else behaved themselves. As the water level gradually decreased, Wu Ziyan wrote a report to summarize the situation and mentioned the matter of changing the river course.

Wu Ziyan gathered the group together, spread out the map, and said to them, "I really don't understand what the people who built the dam here intended. They were as stupid as pigs! Even I, who know nothing about water conservancy, can see this flaw! Were those people blind?"

"Indeed stupid." Chu Qiu stared at the map marked by Wu Ziyan and shook his head.

Changsun Boyou and Han Yuxiu didn't quite understand, so they could only listen from the side. Huang Ziliang pointed to a calm part of the river: "Building here would be good for flood control, but it's too far. If we open a branch here, the flood problem will be solved."

“Ziliang understands me well. I think the same way, but this project is too huge and I’m afraid it can’t be completed in one day.”

"Even Yugong Mountain can be moved; the people here are unwilling to leave, so why can't we move it?"

"Okay, then I'll leave the mobilization to you, Ziliang."

Chu Qiu clenched his fists inwardly. He knew what Huang Ziliang had said, but he wanted to say it and then stopped himself. He sighed to himself. Wu Ziyan turned to look at him seriously and said, "Chu Qiu, next time, you can say it. We're all on the same side here."

It turned out that Wu Ziyan had noticed, but Chu Qiu turned her head to the side and ignored it. At this moment, someone outside reported anxiously: "Doctor Han, a child has a high fever that won't go down. Please go and take a look."

Han Yuxiu listened, grabbed his medicine box, and quickly left the tent. Wu Ziyan continued to tell them the details of what happened next.

On the other side, a child had a persistent high fever, his breaths were muffled, and his pulse was weak; this was no ordinary fever.

After diagnosing the condition, Han Yuxiu frowned and searched through his medicine chest. He sent someone back, but they couldn't find the herb. He asked all the doctors around him, but they couldn't find it either. Finally, an old man mentioned that the herb might grow on the cliffs of the mountain.