Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Yao Miao was furious. She slammed the teacup down on the table, splashing tea everywhere. Then she shouted, "How dare you, maid, serve moldy tea to court officials!"

"Cuizhi, what's going on?"

Lord Song frowned deeply. It seemed that Yao Miao was deliberately picking a fight, clearly making an example of someone to warn others.

The maidservant shuddered, knelt down, and stammered, "My lord, I swear to God, I didn't use moldy tea leaves!"

Yao Miao's eyes sharpened: "If you're not using moldy tea leaves, then what, could it be new tea? There's been such a long drought, and even the tribute tea isn't enough. Do you really have new tea?"

"My lord, I really don't know what happened?" Cuizhi looked at Prefect Song with a look of fear.

It's true that the more you say, the more mistakes you make. I wanted to explain, but the more I explained, the more unclear things became.

"Go down!"

Unexpectedly, Prefect Song simply waved his hand and casually dismissed the maid.

Cuizhi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and fled the hall as if escaping.

"Lord Yao, you know that the drought has lasted so long that even the Emperor is running out of new tea. As his subjects, we are already fortunate to have some aged tea. Please don't look down on it."

Yao Miao's face flushed red and then turned pale after hearing what he said.

Changing the subject, Prefect Song continued, "Your Excellency, you said you were acting on the orders of the Governor, but is there any official document?"

"Of course."

Yao Miao reached into his sleeve and pulled out a scroll of documents, which Master Cao quickly took.

"Lord Song, I must remind you, this matter has alarmed the Emperor. He has ordered you to quell this plague within seven days and minimize the death toll."

"You'd better think this through. If you don't handle this matter well, and the Emperor blames you, you won't be able to bear the responsibility. Forget about your official hat, you might even lose your head."

"Within seven days, how can this be allowed?" Prefect Song's brows furrowed deeply.

He still can't find the source of the plague. Suizhou City is so big, he doesn't know where to start.

"Anyway, let me tell you, starting tonight, the city gates will be closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. They will not be able to open again for seven days."

On the orders of the governor, he had already replaced all the people at the city gate when he arrived.

Because the plague mainly broke out in Suizhou City, His Majesty has already considered abandoning Suizhou City.

In other words, no one is allowed to enter or leave for seven days, regardless of whether the people inside live or die. If they are lucky enough to survive the eighth day, then there is hope of survival.

If someone gets infected within these seven days, they will be confined to the city to prevent others from going out and infecting them.

When Prefect Song read the document, he was greatly shocked. It seemed that not only the governor wanted to put him to death, but even the emperor intended to abandon Suizhou City and let them fend for themselves.

They made it sound nice, ordering him to cure the plague within seven days, but now the governor's men have been replaced, blocking the city gates, just wanting the people of Suizhou to fend for themselves.

It also says on it that disobeying military orders is strictly prohibited, and those who disobey will be killed without mercy! It really is true that serving a ruler is like serving a tiger; what a vicious heart!

Seeing that the plague was spreading rapidly and could not be concealed, the current emperor did not think of sending people to treat the plague, but instead thought of sacrificing a city.

Suizhou City is neither very big nor very small, with a population of over 5.

It seems that the lives of ordinary people are not worth cherishing in the Emperor's heart.

"Lord Song, I've said my piece. Take care of yourself. The city gates will reopen in seven days. I hope to see you again then." With that, Yao Miao stood up and walked out without looking back.

"Your Excellency, you've forgotten something...that Madam Song..."

In the rush, Fan Tao reminded Yao Miao.

Yao Miao stopped, realizing that he had almost forgotten about it.

This time, he was acting on the governor's orders to not only seal off the city but also to bring Madam Song out.

Speaking of Madam Song and Yang Mei, there is another matter that must be mentioned.

It turns out that Yang Mei's father, Yang Li, was a scholar who had failed the imperial examinations several times. He eventually gave up on taking the exams and became a teacher.

Governor Chen Jing and Prefect Song were fellow students of Yang Li. They were originally on good terms, but later they became enemies because of their master's daughter, Yang Mei.

Chen Jing developed feelings for Yang Mei and confessed his feelings to her, but Yang Mei remained unmoved.

Later, her father took in Prefect Song. Seeing his handsome features, Yang Mei fell in love at first sight. After spending some time together, they developed feelings for each other, and Yang Li finally agreed to the marriage. The two got married smoothly.

From that time on, the two became enemies. Later, their official positions rose higher and higher, but Chen Jing always held the upper hand over Prefect Song.

A few years ago, Chen Jing finally married and had a son, but his wife died in childbirth, leaving behind their son. Chen Jing never remarried after that.

He still had Yangmei in his heart. During this city lockdown, he was thinking of taking Yangmei out. If Prefect Song died, he could kill two birds with one stone.

When Prefect Song heard that Chen Jing was going to take his wife away, he smiled.

It's truly a case of Sima Zhao's intentions being obvious to everyone.

After all these years, it seems he still hasn't given up on his wife. He's not even dead yet, and Chen Jing can't wait to take his wife away.

Prefect Song was also struggling internally; of course, he didn't want his wife to leave him.

But given the perilous situation in Suizhou, he didn't want to be so selfish as to send his wife to her death with him.

After pondering for a moment, Prefect Song said to the maid beside him with a stern face, "Cuizhi, quickly tell Madam to pack her things and leave with the Circuit Intendant."

Yao Miao had expected that Prefect Song would refuse, but to her surprise, he told his wife to pack her things and leave without hesitation. A hint of sarcasm flashed in Yao Miao's eyes.

Prefect Song remained calm, but the mockery in Yao Miao's eyes did not escape his notice. However, Prefect Song had no intention of paying him any attention.

……

Yang Mei was taking a nap in the back room at this time. The whole city of Suizhou was plagued by an epidemic, and she dared not go out. She stayed at home every day, which made her very bored.

"Madam, Madam~"

Cuizhi walked quickly to the backyard and started shouting before she even entered the gate.

Cui Xi stopped her at the door with a stern face: "What's all the fuss about? Look how anxious you are. Didn't I tell you that you can't disturb Madam during her afternoon nap?"

"Sister Cuixi, the master said that Madam should pack her things and leave Suizhou City."

Cuizhi quickly recounted what Prefect Song had said in detail.

The door creaked open, and Yang Mei's face was a mixture of emotions.

She heard everything Cuizhi said.

Yang Mei stared intently at Cui Zhi: "Cui Zhi, what you just said was true?"