The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

The reason Ling Feng asked about Shi Yuan’s habits was because he suddenly came up with a new idea.

His goal was to snag some official post like City Lord anyway, and wasn’t this Shi Yuan’s current position just sitting right in front of him?

Since the guy was already dead, if he stood in for him and used the Art of Disguise to turn into him, wouldn’t that solve everything?

As for whether he’d be recognized, Ling Feng felt the chances were slim.

Because he was very confident in his Art of Disguise; as long as he grasped Shi Yuan’s traits, he could completely take his place!

Besides, since Shi Yuan was such a bastard, he might as well "fulfill" him, and conveniently take his position. You could even say he was doing a good deed!

So it was with this in mind that Ling Feng started asking Mu He questions.

Mu He still didn’t know his intentions, but to save his own life, no matter what Ling Feng asked, he answered truthfully, giving a detailed account of Shi Yuan’s situation.

"Very good!"

Seeing him cooperate, Ling Feng nodded. After he finished his questions, he said, "Since you’re being so cooperative, I won’t kill you. You can stay on as the chief scribe here!"

Mu He let out a long breath and immediately felt much less afraid.

But when he saw Ling Feng take some things out and put them on the table, he couldn’t help asking in confusion, "Sir, wh-what are you going to do?"

"You’ll find out soon enough!"

Ling Feng smiled and started putting makeup on himself right in front of him.

At first Mu He didn’t understand, but as Ling Feng’s features gradually changed into Shi Yuan’s, his mouth slowly dropped open.

Very soon, once Ling Feng had become Shi Yuan, Mu He was standing there rigid, completely unable to move!

He had never heard of someone actually being able to turn into another person’s appearance!

The Shi Yuan in front of him didn’t have the slightest flaw!

At a glance, under close inspection, no matter how you looked, it was still the original City Lord!

To confirm he wasn’t going insane, Mu He cautiously asked, "My lord, who exactly are you?"

"I’m still me, I’ve just taken on Shi Yuan’s appearance, that’s all!"

Ling Feng said, then added, "But your reaction just now was good. From now on, just keep treating me as Shi Yuan!"

"....."

This time Mu He was completely dumbfounded, but he believed that the person before him was still Ling Feng.

"Now all I’m missing are the clothes. Take me to Shi Yuan’s bedroom, I need to change!" Ling Feng stood up and said.

"O-okay..."

Mu He’s mind was in complete chaos; he didn’t know what to do at all and could only obey Ling Feng’s orders.

He quickly led Ling Feng to the front and into a large room.

This was where Shi Yuan usually rested. There were many clothes in the wardrobe; Ling Feng casually picked one to put on, then turned to Mu He and asked, "How is it now?"

"V-very good. If you didn’t speak, I’d never be able to tell you’re not Lord Shi Yuan." Mu He said.

"Mm, I need to learn his voice too."

Ling Feng nodded, sat down, and looked at Mu He. "You sit as well. For now you have nothing else to do but help me get familiar with this ’Shi Yuan’ person!"

"Alright..."

Mu He didn’t dare disobey, yet also didn’t dare truly sit down, so he only let half his butt touch the chair, carefully perching on it.

In the time that followed, Ling Feng practiced changing his voice, gradually mastering Shi Yuan’s tone and pitch.

Once he more or less had it down and could chat a bit without Mu He hearing anything wrong, Ling Feng looked at him. "What am I supposed to do now?"

"I—I don’t know?" Mu He said blankly.

"You misunderstood. I mean, what should Shi Yuan be doing at this time?" Ling Feng asked.

"Oh, at this hour my lord should be reviewing documents. Every day many documents from the capital come in and need to be read and approved by my lord." Mu He said.

Ling Feng let out an "oh" and nodded. "Alright, then let’s go take a look!"

"Okay..."

Mu He really wanted to ask what he was trying to do. Was he really planning to pretend to be the City Lord from now on?

Wasn’t he afraid someone would see through this kind of impersonation?

And what exactly was his goal?

With a head full of doubts, Mu He led Ling Feng to the main hall.

When he saw the pile of documents on the desk, Ling Feng immediately frowned. "There are this many?"

"Yes, there’ve been a lot of matters in the capital lately." Mu He said awkwardly.

"I can’t be bothered to read all this. You handle it for me instead!"

Ling Feng said, directly taking out a few Purple gold leaves worth about a thousand coins and handing them over. "This is for you, consider it your service fee. Is it enough?"

"Ah..."

Mu He was stunned again.

His monthly salary was only twenty coins, and suddenly he had so much—how could he not be dazed?

Swallowing, Mu He cautiously asked, "My lord, isn’t this a bit too much?"

"It’s not much. This is just the beginning; I’ll give you more in the future!"

Ling Feng said, passing him the gold leaves, then added, "Just focus on helping me with the paperwork. I still have to put away the stuff I took out earlier—leaving it lying around like that looks terrible."

"O-okay..."

Mu He swallowed again, carefully put the gold leaves away, suppressed his urge to jump for joy, and hurried off to help review the documents.

Ling Feng strolled into the back courtyard and leisurely put away the things he’d taken out.

At the same time he was thinking: now that he had an identity, should he go see the King right away?

After thinking it over, he felt he shouldn’t rush.

He still wasn’t fully familiar with everything here; if he just barged in and got exposed on the spot, wouldn’t he have to start all over again?

Better to play it safe!

With that in mind, after putting everything away, Ling Feng returned to the front and asked, "Mu He, doesn’t Shi Yuan have any family?"

"His family isn’t in the capital. He was transferred here from another city originally!" Mu He answered.

"Oh? Transferred over? Why didn’t he bring his family?" Ling Feng asked, puzzled.

"That was the King’s decision. He believes officials’ work and personal lives shouldn’t be mixed together, or it’ll easily give rise to certain problems!" Mu He said.

"Oh, then this King does have some ideas!"

Ling Feng nodded and didn’t ask further.

It was even better if there were no family around; it saved him trouble. Pretending to be Shi Yuan was boring enough without having to humor his family as well.

So he then said, "Alright, later I’ll have you run an errand and deliver a letter for me!"

"There are people in the residence specifically in charge of that. I’ll go fetch them for you right away!" Mu He said.

"Oh, that works too. Thanks for the trouble!" Ling Feng said.

Mu He was just walking out when he heard this and immediately stumbled, almost falling flat.

Seeing this, Ling Feng asked, "What’s wrong?"

"I’ve followed Shi Yuan for twenty years and never once heard ’thanks for the trouble.’ Hearing you say that, my lord, I-I’m truly overwhelmed." Mu He said, eyes reddening.

Ling Feng: "....."

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