The three-year agreement between Fu Yin and Wei Yunjue has expired. During these three years, the name "He Yin" represented the pinnacle of power in the Southern Xia Kingdom and the highest faith in the hearts of the subjects, which led to the repeated suppression of imperial power.

Fu Yin gradually reduced the number of times he appeared in public, and slowly handed over the government affairs to Wei Yunjue. After a long period of disguise, Wei Yunjue became the second "He Yin".

One day, Wei Yunjue once again complained to Fu Yin, who was leisurely sipping tea. "These old men in the Li family are really confused. I heard that in order to consolidate their power, someone in the Wu family proposed a marriage between you and the witch, saying that the witch is not ordinary people. You and the witch are a perfect match for each other."

He sneered and said, "If the witch was the Wu Li from before, I wouldn't say much. The Wu family now is just a bunch of rabble. They change three witches every three years, and each generation is worse than the previous one. How dare you imagine that!"

Outside the pavilion, a light rain was dripping, and the sound of rain hitting the lotus leaves was particularly pleasant. Fu Yin said nonchalantly, "Why should we be so clear-cut? Don't forget that you are also 'He Yin'. At this age, you should also worry about your lifelong affairs."

Wei Yunjue opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Sir, can you bear to see me fall into the tiger's mouth?"

They both knew in their hearts that the Wu family proposed a marriage not for surrender, but He Yin's surroundings were like an iron bucket, and it was difficult to place people there easily. Sending a witch could not only gather information, but also use He Yin's reputation to rebuild the prestige of the Wu family. Why not do it?

For three years, they allowed the Wu family to jump around under their noses, just to prevent the imperial power from being isolated and helpless. Neither he nor He Yin himself had any intention of this position.

"As your husband, I should be more concerned about this," Fu Yin pursed his lips, as if trying not to let the corners of his mouth curl up, "but I need to leave for a while to find your master's wife, so I won't worry about this."

Wei Yunjue was surprised again, because he knew this master's wife.

Sweet potatoes were spread by Princess Mingyi of the Jin Dynasty. The people of Nanxia benefited from them and gradually began to plant them widely.

But he had heard that the Princess Mingyi was very discerning. Their Nanxia Regent sent many gifts every year, and even wanted to marry into her family, but he couldn't win the Princess Mingyi's favor. How could the two of them suddenly meet? He hadn't heard any rumors before.

"Sir, are you still asleep? When did the master's wife really become my master's wife?" he asked doubtfully.

Fu Yin's face darkened for a moment, "She has always been your master's wife. Remember to use the honorific title when you meet her next time."

Wei Yunjue opened his mouth, wanting to ask if anyone knew this title, but in the end, because his life was more important, he couldn't say it out loud.

"Sir, how long will you be gone?" Wei Yunjue sat opposite Fu Yin very casually and took a piece of unrecognizable fruit from the table to eat.

"If it takes too long, I'm worried someone might get suspicious."

He imitated He Yin very skillfully, and the two of them kept appearing in front of people alternately. He was worried that they would be discovered if they went on for too long.

"You're already a mature emperor. Even if you're discovered, you should be able to use your power to bully others, right? If I remember correctly, the agreement has expired."

Wei Yunjue was speechless. He felt a little disappointed. "After all, you are my mentor. You can't just ignore your disciple, right?"

Fu Yin smiled, "I'm not happy to be called 'sir' by you."

He looked at Wei Yunjue again and said, "You are not qualified enough to be my disciple with your qualifications. Since you have called me 'sir' for several years, I will accept you as my disciple."

Wei Yunjue, who grew up in an environment surrounded by wolves, is very good at reading people's faces. Now he climbed up the pole directly, stood up and was about to kneel down to pay homage to his master, but was stopped by Fu Yin.

He was still not used to such formalities with those around him. He waved his hand, stood up, and said calmly, "My word is my bond. There's no need for excessive formalities. After I leave, if your identity is discovered, why not take advantage of the situation and ascend to the throne again?"

Although he is young, you can see that he has average talent. Even if you try your best to teach him, it may not all go as you wish. If you let go of it, it is better to pick it up again. You are still young, and when you are older, you will have time to travel around and enjoy the scenery.

Wei Yunjue smiled bitterly and remained silent for a while.

It has to be said that these words touched his heart. It's not that he still covets power, but he just can't let it go.

When he made the three-year agreement, he thought that he would come back one day, but Mr. He caught him in just a few months, leaving him no choice.

Fu Yin didn't try to persuade him further. He walked into the rain with his umbrella. "It's your decision. I don't have much to teach you. I can only lend you a hand so that you don't call me 'sir' in vain."

Wei Yunjue was silent. His master was really free to do whatever he wanted, which made people envious.

Shen Huaixu and his party were escorted by the army all the way to the city infected with the disease. After entering the city fully armed to check, they found that it was not smallpox, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Smallpox was the most virulent infectious disease in ancient times. Once it broke out, corpses would be scattered everywhere. Shen Huaixu wanted to develop a vaccine for prevention, but the conditions were currently not available.

This plague is a kind of influenza that spreads widely. For the imperial doctors from the palace, it is not a difficult disease to deal with. It’s just that a large number of people are infected. As long as the isolation measures are in place and there are sufficient medicinal materials, they can get through it safely.

During these three years, Shen Huaixu tried to develop penicillin using the tools in the space, but the quality was unstable, so she didn't develop much. She would only use it on critically ill patients to see how effective it was.

After about a month of isolation and treatment, almost all the patients in the city had recovered, and it was time for them to leave. Shen Huaixu did not follow the old doctors back to Beijing.

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