The villain, his beauty is flourishing [Quick travel]

On the second day, Qi Heng changed into the national teacher's uniform sent by Mu Ling.

When Qi Heng arrived at the Golden Luan Hall, the little emperor was trying to sit on the dragon chair with a straight face.

But underneath, it was as noisy as a vegetable market, and the little emperor didn't have any scruples about sitting on it.

"The national teacher is here."

The servant at the door saw Qi Heng in the robe of the national teacher and hurriedly yelled into the hall.

The Golden Luan Hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone turned around in unison, "I have seen the national teacher."

Mu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "The national teacher came just in time, they disagree with what I said about digging canals to divert water."

Under the guidance of his servant, Qi Heng walked to the position of the national teacher and sat down, looking at the ministers of His Highness, "Digging canals to divert water is an oracle, do you want to defy the god?"

"As long as the national teacher casts a spell, our country can get rainwater. Why waste money and manpower to dig canals?"

"Furthermore, the veins of the earth are born like this. If it is artificially changed, it may attract heaven's punishment."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly a thunderbolt struck the minister one centimeter above the Golden Luan Hall, causing the man's body to tremble like chaff.

Qi Heng said with a half-smile, "So, do you want to disobey the oracle?"

The ministers in the Golden Luan Hall knelt on the ground one after another, "We respect the oracle."

Mu Ling looked at Qi Heng with twinkling eyes, only thinking that her national teacher was both powerful and good-looking.

Qi Heng asked again, "Where is the virtuous king?"

One of the ministers said cautiously, "The virtuous king was injured by the mob yesterday, and now he is recuperating in the palace."

"The virtuous king disrespected the gods above, and disrespected the king below. It is a serious crime, but yesterday the emperor interceded for him, and he will not be punished for the time being. Let him think about his mistakes in the virtuous king's mansion."

Since King Xian likes to use the gods as an excuse so much, let him enjoy it too.

Mu Ling opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say that he didn't remember that he ever pleaded for the emperor's uncle?

But Qi Heng just glanced at him indifferently, and Mu Ling immediately shut up. The immortal must have his intentions when he said that.

"The emperor is merciful." All the officials shouted in unison.

Qi Heng looked at Mu Ling, Mu Ling was encouraged, and said loudly: "The matter of digging canals and diverting water will be arranged by the prime minister, and the imperial list will be posted. Each household must contribute one or two labors."

"According to the order."

Mu Ling then dealt with several government affairs, such as repairing the palace, establishing academies, reducing taxes, etc., and was no longer ignored by the ministers as before. Instead, the ministers respectfully listened to his orders.

After all the ministers withdrew, Mu Ling, who had been trying to pretend to be serious with a straight face, was relieved.

He jumped off the dragon chair, walked in front of Qi Heng, raised his head and showed a cute smile.

"National teacher, was my performance just now good?"

There was anticipation in his gaze, just like an ordinary child, expecting to be praised by important people.

"Very good." Qi Heng patted his head, "Your comprehension is good, but some things cannot be rushed, and you can't arrange everything in one day. You have to prioritize."

A regretful expression appeared on Mu Ling's face, "Blame me for being too impatient, why don't I tell them not to repair the palace yet?"

Mu Ling thought about it left and right, and felt that this was the only thing that was not that important. Anyway, although the palace leaked occasionally, it was during a severe drought, so there was no need to rush to repair it.

"No need." Qi Heng looked at him, "Since the decree has been issued, there is no reason to take it back. It is a matter of their ability to do it well."

"Remember, you are a king, and changing the order will damage your prestige, so no matter what you do, you should think twice before acting."

"Then if I make a decision after thinking about it, is it still wrong?" Mu Ling asked doubtfully.

"Then you have to learn to accept other people's advice and correct yourself, and you can't make mistakes again."

Mu Ling was thoughtful, and suddenly raised her head to look at Qi Heng.

"National teacher, then my mother and uncle are just making mistakes all the time?"

"Yes." Qi Heng nodded, and Mu Ling's eyes dimmed, "But the queen mother and the emperor's uncle made mistakes, but no one dared to persuade them."

"Everybody pays for their mistakes, sooner or later."

The people of the Cang Kingdom are all bad, but the idea of ​​believing in God is deeply rooted in their minds.

So when they learned that the oracle said that each household should send labor to dig canals and divert water, they hardly thought about it, and only those who could work in the fields walked out of the house with hoes.

A few days later, the digging of the canal was just about to start. Qi Heng took Mu Ling out of the palace and went to the fields to let him see the labor of the people with his own eyes.

There was a strange fanaticism on the faces of the people. Mu Ling had never seen such a scene. In the past, the people of the Cang Kingdom would only worship the gods fanatically.

"Don't be lazy, you probably don't want to disobey the oracle!" The monitoring guard yelled in the middle of the field, and the people who were resting ignored the hot sweat on their foreheads, glowing with new motivation, and swung down vigorously. hoe.

Mu Ling turned her head and looked up at Qi Heng, "Master, didn't we say we want to get rid of the idea of ​​relying on gods?"

"Yes, but not now." Qi Heng said, "At present, we still need gods as an excuse to make them work willingly. We need to wait until they see the changes brought about by their labor, and when they encounter problems, they begin to unconsciously try to solve them by themselves. when."

"Hey, what are you two doing standing there!" An eleven or twelve-year-old child showed disdain, "You are lazy and do not work, and you ignore the will of the gods, you will be punished!"

The adults beside him raised their heads when they heard the words, and saw the little boy pointing at an open space, and their faces changed immediately: "Huzi, what nonsense are you talking about, there is obviously no one there!"

"There are obviously two good-looking people there." The little boy named Huzi was anxious.

The faces of several adults changed again and again, and someone thought of a possibility, "It can't be that the gods are really watching us here?"

Good-looking and the ability to be invisible, it must be the gods.

Hearing the words, the adults immediately hooked their waists and started to work, working harder than before, all of them wanted to let the gods notice their sincerity.

At night, everyone was released home, and after some mysterious exchanges, the rumor that the gods descended to the earth to test them spread farther and farther.

Since then, hard-working figures can be seen everywhere in the fields.

Mu Ling returned to the palace, wrote a review of what she had seen and heard, and handed it over to Qi Heng for review.

After finishing writing, Mu Ling was a little puzzled again, "Master, why can that tiger see us?"

Obviously the national teacher said that they are invisible.

"There are always people who are born different in this world." Qi Heng picked up the pen and commented on Mu Ling's thoughts, "That child was born with eyes that are different from ordinary people, so he can see things that others cannot see."

Mu Ling touched her eyes, feeling a little envious of that tiger.

But soon, Mu Ling's expression became vigilant again, because he remembered that the old national teacher in the past would love talents when he saw children with special physiques.

"National Teacher, you don't have any intention of taking him in as an apprentice, do you?"

Qi Heng glanced at him inexplicably, "Why do you think so?"

It's just that the eyes are a little bit special, and it's not because of the amazing talents of their own talents.

Mu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled a little silly, "I'm just afraid that after the national teacher accepts someone else as an apprentice, he will like that person more."

"I don't accept apprentices." Qi Heng returned Mu Ling's thoughts to him, "You haven't read today's memorial, it's getting late, you should deal with those memorials."

After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran got up and walked out of the hall.

Mu Ling looked at it for a long time, then withdrew her eyes, looked at the thoughts she had written, carefully folded the piece of paper, put it on her chest, and thought about finding a box to lock it up when she returned to the bedroom.

There is the handwriting of the national teacher on it, so it can't be lost.

The mighty canal-digging operation was carried out for more than ten days. When the river water in the moat was diverted to the fields, the dry and cracked fields were gradually covered by water.

A few days later, the seedlings in the field had grown an inch taller, and as far as the eye could see, under the blue sky, there were large expanses of lush greenery.

A touch of wind set off waves in the green ocean.

That night, a strong wind blew up.

After hearing Qi Heng's words, Mu Ling, who had been so excited and unable to fall asleep for a long time, heard the sound of rain, and ran out of the bedroom barefoot without even putting on her coat.

The crackling rain hit the front of the steps, and some of them were even blown on Mu Ling's face by the wind.

"It's really raining." Mu Ling raised her hand to catch the rain, smiled and shed tears silently.

He had waited a long time for the first rain after he ascended the throne, the rain that declared him innocent.

"Your Majesty." The servant who was dozing off at the door suddenly woke up, "Why did you run out!"

He also noticed that Mu Ling was only wearing a thin tunic, and his feet were even barefoot, and immediately said in surprise: "Your Majesty, come back quickly, you are so easy to get sick."

"I'm fine." Mu Ling licked the rainwater that fell on the corner of her lips, but felt that the rainwater was sweet, which was very similar to his mood at the moment.

The servant was even more anxious, "Your Majesty, if the national teacher finds out about your behavior, you will be punished."

It was only then that Mu Ling remembered that the palace people around her had already been replaced by the national teacher.

Mu Ling looked down at her feet and felt a little guilty. Even though the national teacher was not nearby, Mu Ling tiptoed back to the bedroom very carefully.

"Ah, your majesty, your clothes are all wet!" the servant exclaimed.

Mu Ling hissed, and warned with a stern face: "Keep your voice down, don't tell the national teacher, go get hot water and make ginger soup."

It was not the first time for Mu Ling to be exposed to the rain, so he naturally knew that after the rain, he had to deal with it early so as not to catch the wind and cold.

After the servant got the order, he immediately backed out. Mu Ling yawned and sat in the bedroom waiting for the servant to bring hot water.

……

Mu Ling was half asleep and half awake when he felt someone put a cold veil on his forehead.

He seems to have fallen asleep without changing his clothes?

Mu Ling was thinking vaguely, trying to open her eyes, but she felt like something heavy was pressing on her eyelids, and she couldn't open them no matter what.

"...drenched in the rain, plus the excessive worry before..."

Mu Ling tried to identify the faint voice, it seemed to be someone from Tai Hospital.

The veil on his forehead was removed, and another cold veil was replaced, and Mu Ling's headache was slightly relieved.

"Go down and cook the medicine."

A cool voice sounded in Mu Ling's ear.

Mu Ling was startled. How could the national teacher be here in the middle of the night?

Mu Ling's burning head gradually woke up, and Mu Ling's eyes secretly raised a slit.

It was already daylight.