In the official office, Xie Changye had just finished breakfast when he received a message calling her back.

He has done everything he can, and now that the plague is getting better step by step, Xie Changye also feels that there is no need for him to continue to stay. So he told Xiao Linzi to pack his things, and he went to find Duan Mufeng and asked him if he wanted to go back together.

"Prime Minister Duan won't go back? Did you not receive the will of the royal brother? ”

Xie Changye looked at Duan Mufeng, these days, although he did rely on the medical knowledge of the twenty-first century, he made some suggestions. But if you really want to say who played a key role, it is still Duan Mufeng.

The piles and piles are arranged very properly, and there is nothing missing, once something goes wrong, Duan Mufeng will make adjustments in time. Although he is in the position of prime minister, he treats those villagers and people gently and politely, but when it is time to be decisive, he will not be soft-hearted.

In the past few days, Xie Changye has also understood why Duan Mufeng is so young why he can pay homage to the prime minister.

"Xia Guan has sent a letter to the emperor, asking him to stay and wait until the plague is completely eliminated before leaving, so as not to cause any further changes."

"I see, then the king will go back first."

Xie Changye smiled and spoke, and after finishing speaking, she found Duan Mufeng looking at her, and her eyes inexplicably reminded her of the situation when Duan Mufeng looked at her when she put the wishing lantern before.

Xie Changye raised his eyebrows, "Prime Minister Duan's eyes, after all, he is curious again, this Prime Minister doesn't believe that this plague can be completely eliminated, right?" ”

Duan Mufeng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"It's just that I don't understand, Lord Wang...... What kind of person the hell. ”

From the beginning of his arrival in Treading Water Village, Xie Changye did not follow etiquette in his work, and his ideas were strange and clever.

Such a character has never been seen in his cognition.

Xie Changye was happy, but I was afraid that Duan Mufeng would have this doubt when the lights were put on.

"This king is a cheesy person, how do you say that, greedy for money, lustful, and upright."

"Greedy for money and lustful, upright ......"

Duan Mufeng repeated these words, a little dumbfounded, this was the first time he had heard someone put these two evaluations together.

Although it was completely different from his previous cognition, he couldn't suppress it in his heart that it seemed to be very good to live like Xie Changye, unrestrained, free and easy......

Xie Changye returned to the imperial city, and two days later, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens began, and he followed the team to Puyun Mountain.

And Duan Mufeng continued to stay and did not participate in the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky.

After all, it was a big fanfare, so the procession was very slow, and in order not to delay the auspicious time, everyone set off early in the morning.

In the carriage, Xie Changye couldn't stop dozing off.

"Lord Wang, if you insist on it, we will be there in half an hour."

Outside the carriage, Xiao Linzi looked at Xie Changye, who was pecking rice like a chicken, and looked anxious.

The carriages for the sacrifice were prepared by the Ministry of Rites, so that the people could watch the procession all the way, so they were not completely closed, and the windows on both sides of the carriage were wide open.

The master is simply dozing off in front of everyone's eyes now, and it doesn't matter if he provokes discussions, if he is sued by some courtiers, saying that the master is neglecting to sacrifice to the sky, it will be bad.

In the carriage, Xie Changye still nodded his head again and again, struggling on the edge of sleep and wakefulness.

At this time, there was the sound of horses' hooves on the other side of the carriage, and Xie Changye barely opened his eyes, only to find that it was Mo Ze.

"What's the matter with General Mo?"

Mo Ze stood on his horse, looking at Xie Changye, who looked drowsy, and felt that the other party's tone was clearly mixed with a little impatience.

"It's nothing, but I heard that the prince has made a meritorious contribution to the treatment of the plague this time, and he has a good reputation, so I specially came to congratulate the prince."

Xie Changye raised his eyebrows, "Just congratulations?" ”

Mo Ze lightly hooked his lips and said, "Of course, I also want to remind the prince that if you really just want to be an idle person, some things are better not to do." ”

Xie Changye chuckled in his heart, and the next moment he raised his lips and said, "It seems that General Mo thinks that this king is not low-key enough." ”

His previous words in the court had already made his position clear, but Mo Ze should not have fully believed it, and now with the addition of the plague, I am afraid that it will make them suspicious again.

"The prince misunderstood." Mo Ze shook his head, "The last general doesn't dare. ”

"Since you don't dare, what is General Mo doing next to the king's carriage." Xie Changye looked up at Mo Ze slightly, "It simply affects the people on the street to appreciate the heroic appearance of this king." ”

Mo Ze's face was slightly dark, as if he didn't expect Xie Changye to lose face so directly.

Reined in the horse, let the carriage come forward, looked at the carriage in front of him, and after a long while, slowly withdrew his gaze.

The look of displeasure on his face was exhausted, but a bit of a sinister smile was revealed.

Because of Mo Ze's interruption, Xie Changye's drowsiness also subsided a little, and half an hour later, the team of worshipping the heavens arrived at Puyun Mountain.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the high steps in front of him, Xie Changye felt helpless. She suddenly felt that it was a good choice for Duan Mufeng to stay and continue to treat the plague.

And although he hadn't reached the altar yet, in order to show respect, starting from the foot of the mountain, all the ministers had already lined up their positions, followed behind Xie Wuyi, and climbed the steps step by step.

Xie Changye is the Seventh Prince, and he followed behind Xie Wuyi according to his identity.

Xie Wuyi has been martial arts since childhood, and his physical strength is naturally much better than that of ordinary people, and his pace is fast and steady, but in this way, he suffers from the civil officials who follow behind.

After only climbing about half of the steps, some people began to lose their physical strength, but they could only grit their teeth and hold on, and no one dared to fall behind, let alone have any complaints.

Of course, there are exceptions!

When Xie Changye suppressed the urge to open his mouth for the third time to let Xie Wuyi slow down, and then found that the other party seemed to be speeding up again, he finally couldn't help it at all.

"Brother Huang!"

Xie Wuyi paused, but he didn't stop, and he didn't pay attention to Xie Changye.

As soon as Xie Changye gritted his teeth, the anger in his heart suddenly came out, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Brother Huang! ”

Xie Wuyi stopped at this time, turned his head and glanced at Xie Changye, "What's the matter?" ”

Xie Changye gasped, and finally pulled out a little smile and said, "Brother Huang, can't you walk slower?" ”

Looking at Xie Changye, whose face was red and his legs seemed to be faintly trembling, Xie Wuyi frowned, "If you delay the time to sacrifice to the sky, you are responsible?" ”

It's just a few steps, how tired it can be, Xie Changye's body is too bad.

Hearing this, Xie Changye was speechless for a while, "Isn't it still early, roaring so urgently, God who doesn't know still thinks that we are in a hurry to make a business." ”