The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

"Mrs. Chen, excuse me, does Miss Lan Yi know Mr. Ouyang?"

Mu Peiyun couldn't help but be curious and asked about the guess in his mind.

Ouyang Yue nodded slightly and said: "I know her. My brother is Miss Xinyue Lanyi."

"Ah~!" Mu Peiyun's eyes widened instantly. She was just making a random association just now, but she actually guessed it right?

She actually guessed it right, a talented scholar and a beautiful lady?

Seeing that Lan Yi came to the governor's mansion to look for Ouyang Xuan just now, I think they must be in love with each other.

If you don't like it, why bother making a trip in person just to return the Book of Songs?

But since they like each other and the man is not married and the woman is not married, why don’t they be together?

Could it be because of worldly views, or...

Mu Peiyun's gaze shifted to Ouyang Yue's face.

Mrs. Chen seemed to be a gentle person, and she didn't show any power towards Lan Yi.

It shouldn’t be because of the elders in the family.

Mu Peiyun thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. On the other hand, Ouyang Yue's focus was completely different from Mu Peiyun's.

"Crown Princess, may I ask where this Mr. Ouyang came from?"

Brother Xuan is still young, how can he be worthy of being called Mr. Ouyang by the Crown Princess?

"Mrs. Chen is too modest. I have heard a lot of rumors about Mr. Ouyang on this journey with Your Highness."

"Some say Mr. Ouyang is very knowledgeable at a young age, while others say he is about to surpass Mr. Situ."

"There is no smoke without fire. I don't believe that if Mr. Ouyang didn't have real talent and knowledge, he would be so trusted by the students from Fanyang."

Ouyang Yue was naturally happy when he heard this, but he was more surprised.

Zhenzhen closed the door and blocked out the sounds from outside. She only heard that Brother Xuan had gone to the capital to take part in the Spring Examination.

However, he returned to his hometown without passing the exam, and stayed in that shabby little house all day, thinking that his brother Xuan had fallen.

I don't know when Mr. Ouyang became famous.

Although Ouyang Yue was happy, he was still very humble and respectful.

"Crown Princess, you are overpraising me. It is just an empty title and not worth mentioning."

Mu Peiyun smiled sincerely, shook his head and said: "This is not what I told Your Highness, this is what we heard along the way."

Guanyin Temple.

Chen Chuhe was ordered to send people to separate and isolate those who were infected with the plague, and the free movements of healthy people were no longer restricted.

At first, many people thought that they were Yan Mingshi's men again, and they refused to obey. Some even started to riot, causing panic.

Fortunately, Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu had been here that day and met the big man who spoke the people's voice.

With their cooperation, Mu Yunchen was able to control the chaos, and the prescriptions of Lu Li and Wenren Yingshan were indeed effective.

Mu Yunchen's disaster relief trip was off to a good start.

It’s a pity that the disaster relief money and supplies have not yet arrived, so the dam construction project can only be postponed for one day.

The plague issue was handed over to Lu Li. With the doctors summoned from the city by Chen Chuhe and medicinal materials, the problem was basically solved.

The next question is how these disaster victims and refugees are going to fill their stomachs today before the relief food arrives.

Seeing that Yan Mingshi had driven these people to the Guanyin Temple and only gave them some food casually, they were not expected to last long.

I'm afraid he has been hungry for many days.

There was a baby crying for food by the wall, an old woman suffering from a disease, and a man covered in dust.

This is the nightmare brought about by the disaster. Coupled with the fact that the prefect and the county government cut off their retreat, these people had long lost hope of survival.

The relief supplies have not arrived yet, and now they can only be moved from the government warehouse. However, the government’s surplus grain may not be enough for so many victims.

Just when Mu Yunchen was worrying about how to collect food to distribute to the victims, an uninvited guest came to the Guanyin Temple.

"I am Situ Qingshan, paying my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. May His Royal Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

Mu Yunchen raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who came, his gaze resting on Situ Qingshan's straight back.

There was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Situ Qingshan, Fanyang is the capital of literati and poets in the world, and this man is the leader of the literati and has a high prestige.

Perhaps it was because of this that, although he held no official position, even when he met Mu Yunchen, he simply called himself "Your Highness".

When ordinary people meet the royal family and the nobles, they always call themselves common people.

Mu Yunchen's eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were raised, and he exuded a coldness.

This is a bit too arrogant. There is no one with the surname Situ in this world, and Fan Yang has never been a separatist regime.

Besides Ouyang Xuan's praise along the way, there was also the Situ lineage.

But when Mu Yunchen looked at him, he always felt that this head of literati who was praised to the sky, exuded a smell of money all over his body.

Far inferior to that up-and-coming star.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Yunchen spoke coldly, but did not let Situ Qingshan exempt himself from courtesy.

Situ Qingshan was somewhat caught off guard, but he still knelt obediently. After all, his master was noble, and the person in front of him was also noble.

"Your Highness, I am here to help you relieve your worries. My wife and daughter have already built a porridge stall at the gate of Situ Mansion.

As soon as the refugees enter the city, we can start giving alms, and today’s meals will definitely be solved.”

Mu Yunchen didn't know whether he was deliberately testing or provoking him, and said casually: "The Situ Mansion is a home of scholars. I thought frugality was prevalent in the mansion."

“I didn’t expect that…” Mu Yunchen deliberately dragged out his voice. The hostility in his eyes flashed by for a moment, but it was enough to shock people.

"The grain reserves of the Situ Mansion are actually more than the prefectural and county offices and the governor's office combined."

Mu Yunchen actually asked this on purpose.

Situ Qingshan's daughter Situ Wenjing is Yan Mingshi's husband.

Now he has put Yan Mingshi in jail with great fanfare, and the account books from two years ago have disappeared. So where did the missing disaster relief money go?

Yan Mingshi was the prefect, so even if not all the money was embezzled by him, it must have passed through his hands anyway.

In addition, Situ Wenjing built a villa on the outskirts of the city, so it is possible that the embezzled disaster relief funds were used there.

Now Yan Mingshi deliberately designed to get himself arrested and indirectly provided evidence of corruption in the past two years.

This clearly shows that there are people who cannot confess, but who also do not want to let them go unpunished.

And this person, or this group of people, may be the Situ clan.

"Your Highness, please check carefully. Our Situ Mansion is clean and innocent. We have definitely not extorted food from the people. All that food was saved up in previous years."

Situ Qingshan suddenly changed his attitude completely from before. He was now lying on the ground, trembling and crying out for injustice. Anyone who saw him would think that a good man was being wronged.

But Mu Yunchen felt that it was too much.