"Mrs. Mu, good."
Bei Yutang nodded at them.
"Let's get started."
Everyone followed her lead as she explained the origins of cowpox and its threat. Several people listened attentively, occasionally asking questions.
At this moment, in a hidden corner, there was a man standing there, his eyes following her figure, as if he was looking for the shadow of "her" on her body.
Lei Yuting saw Feng Lihen at a glance, his slanted fox eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of interest flashed across his eyes.
Sure enough, his sense of smell was right.
He came here this time for Kinomote.
Lei Yuting couldn't help but look at the busy people in the field. What was it about her that was worthy of Feng Lihen's attention?
Could it be that he wanted to recruit her into his camp?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he shook it off. The reason was that the way he looked at her was not the kind of scrutiny he would give to a subordinate.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if something was stumping him.
The busy person in the field felt a strong gaze behind her, and she turned her head suddenly, but found nothing.
The moment she turned her head, the person standing there had already turned and left.
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Prefect Fang hurriedly found Bei Yutang with a thick stack of exemption letters. Bei Yutang and his group happened to be having dinner. Prefect Fang smelled the delicious food and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.
"Lord Fang, if you don't mind, would you like to eat something?" Bei Yutang asked considerately.
Prefect Fang said with a smile, "I would be disrespectful to refuse Madam Mu's invitation."
After just one bite, Prefect Fang's brows relaxed.
"This tastes amazing. The cooks that Madam Mu brought are all so talented."
A faint blush appeared on Daixiang's fair and tender face. "Your Excellency is too kind. If you have tasted Sister Mu's food, you will not find it delicious anymore."
Xue Qian agreed, "Madam's cooking skills are definitely so good that you'll want to swallow your tongue."
Lei Yuting raised his eyebrows, "You said that. I'm eager to try Madam Mu's cooking skills. I wonder if Lord Fang and I have the honor."
"After this matter is over, I will cook a meal for everyone." Bei Yutang did not refuse and agreed readily.
"Hahaha, we'll remember that."
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Magistrate Fang touched his bulging belly, feeling very satisfied.
"I almost forgot about the important matter. This is the exemption form I received today. Many people want it, but it's sold out. I've ordered someone to write it quickly." Prefect Fang reported on today's battle situation.
"I remember that the Fourth Prince brought a lot of people with him. We can ask them to write. As for the imperial doctors, there's no need to research any preventive measures. They can just come and help write." Bei Yutang suggested.
"This..." Prefect Fang looked embarrassed.
He was just a small prefect, how could he order them around?
Bei Yutang reminded: "Censor Zhou."
Prefect Fang understood, "I'll go find Censor Zhou right away."
Prefect Fang was very efficient, and Censor Zhou was very decisive. He went straight to the imperial doctors and told them his requirements.
"Should we write a waiver?"
"Imperial Censor Zhou, we are imperial physicians, not calligraphers," someone said dissatisfiedly.
Censor Zhou explained in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, my fellow doctors. We are simply short-staffed. Too few can read and write, and we are desperately short of these exemption forms. I beg you to help us out for a day or two."
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