After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister

    The emperor said without hesitation, "confiscation."

    "Yes." Wu Dongming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he withstood the pressure and did not return the betrothal gift to Dingyuan Houfu, which was in line with the emperor's wishes.

    Well, credit her.

    The emperor pondered for a while, "Investigate the case as soon as possible, don't delay."

    "Yes."

    Wu Dongming waited for a while, seeing that the king did not speak again, and then retired.

    When he went out the door, he saw the imperial concubine's mother and son, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I have seen the imperial concubine and the third prince."

    The imperial concubine looked noble and did not look at him.

    The third prince was young and vigorous, so he couldn't bear his temper, "Mr. Wu, I heard that you just copied the residence of the Minister of the Household?"

    He came from a noble concubine, and was spoiled as a little bully, extraordinarily pampered and self-willed.

    Wu Dongming had a headache when he saw this little ancestor, it was unreasonable, but the emperor just liked it.

    He answered straightly, "According to the emperor's orders."

    The third prince questioned dissatisfiedly, "Dingyuan Houfu wants to return the dowry, why don't you? Is this deliberately hitting the mother's face?"

    Wu Dongming doesn't give Yuanhou face, that is, he won't give face to him and his concubine.

    This ignorant dog minion.

    Wu Dongming bowed his hands with a respectful face, "Don't dare, this is the emperor's will."

    The implication is that if you are dissatisfied, go to the emperor to make trouble.

    Actually, he knew that the third prince was taking advantage of the topic, who made him not accept the solicitation of the third prince, and did not invest in others?

    I don't even think about it, is Wuyiwei the prince who can reach out? In such a hurry to recruit forces to suppress the heir, what does the emperor think?

     Turning your face is like turning over a book, and your mood is changeable.

    Wu Dongming lowered his eyes, how can the royal family be so stupid? I don't know how many masks are on my face.

     Willful? Coddle? Outrageous? Probably all masks.

    However, their Wuyiwei is the emperor's direct line and only loyal to the emperor.

    When they stand in line, they will die.

    The imperial concubine did not expect to see the prince here, her eyes were slightly heavy.

    The third prince pursed his lips, saluted with a smile on his face, and kept talking.

    "The sons of the Dingyuan Hou's mansion are prosperous, consume a lot of money, and have long been unable to make ends meet. Father, for the sake of Dingyuan Hou's loyalty, you should return this betrothal gift."

    "Dingyuan Houfu will definitely be grateful to Dade..."

    He talked for a long time, but he didn't get a reply from the emperor. He didn't understand a bit, "Father."

    The emperor glanced at him lightly, and finally came to Chrysostom, "You are late, everything has entered the treasury."

    Once it is in the warehouse, it is national property, not what you want to take.

    Word Terminator!

    Three Princes:…

    Why didn't you tell me earlier? Playing with him on purpose, right? So angry, is it still my father?

    However, he made a package with the Dingyuan Hou, what should I do?

    He subconsciously looked to his mother for help, the imperial concubine shook his head slightly at him, it was a foregone conclusion.

    The third prince was frustrated, and glared at the prince quietly, the prince must be instigating.

    The prince raised his eyebrows, half-smiling, his younger brothers had grown up and had more ideas.

    …

    The Mu family spends the New Year in prison, and every moment is torment.

    Eating, drinking and leasing are all in a small space, and the smell of the toilet is so high that it makes people sick.

    The porridge was as thin as water and had a musty smell, which was worse than pig food.

    The pampered Mu family couldn't bear this hardship.

    They deeply suspected that they were wearing small shoes, who made old lady Mu offend the jailer.

    Some people didn't dare to say it, but they blamed the old lady Mu in their hearts.

    There is really no way to do it, the pig food is also eaten, everyone bites the bullet and closes their eyes.

    After a few days, the Mu family looked pale, lost a lot of weight, and seemed to be drained of energy and sick.

    The tempting aroma of food came from the cell next door. The white rice was mixed with the oily stewed broth, which was very fragrant.

    The Mu family stared at him, salivating.

    I never touched this before, it was too greasy, but now I am crying.

    Old Mrs. Mu didn't eat well and sleep well, her complexion was extremely poor, her rich body quickly lost weight, her old face became thinner, and there were many more wrinkles.

    Mu Zhongde looked at Jin Sun, whose saliva was drooling, then looked at his haggard mother, pressed his twitching stomach, stood up and saluted.

    "This brother, can you give my old lady a share? It doesn't matter if we don't eat it, but the old lady is old and will get sick if she doesn't eat it."

    Begging for something to eat for the old lady and grandson, he can also rub some.

    The other party is a strong man with five big and three thick, full of market spirit, and raised eyebrows, "What are you dreaming about? Your old lady is sick and it's none of my business?"

    These noble ladies and gentlemen do not understand the sufferings of the world, and do not think about it, is it easy for ordinary people to eat meat and white rice?

    They are all prisoners, who is more noble than whom? They are all the same people, why should I give you precious food to eat?

    Mu Zhongde was ashamed and annoyed, but his greed for food prevailed, "We will return the Mu family a hundredfold in the future, so..."

    As long as they are willing to spend money, the jailer will provide three meals.

    Mu Zhongde's expression froze, his eldest son muttered angrily, "If we want money, will we still ask for help in a low voice?"

    The valuables were all seized, and the poor were left with only one mouth.

    The strong man was very impatient, "Then count on relatives and friends to deliver meals to you. As long as the money is open, everything can be discussed."

    He took a big mouthful of grilled rice, and under the watchful eyes of the Mu family, he just took pride in eating the delicacies of mountains and seas.

    He has it, others don't, it's cool!

    Mu Jinyao leaned against the wall weakly, her face flushed abnormally, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, "Grandmother, why aren't the first and second aunts coming?"

    The old lady Mu also wanted to ask, it has been several days, why haven't the two daughters appeared?

    The husband's family is rich and powerful, so it's not difficult to spend some money to make them feel better in prison.

    "It will come, it may be temporarily caught."

    These words are unconvincing, even she herself does not believe it.

    Mu Wanqing sat in the corner and watched coldly, even Qin Hui had a few good friends, but why did the Mu family get along so badly?

    Not only did no one come to visit, but there was no one to deliver a meal.

    Or, the Mu family's situation is so serious that they are too scared to get involved?

    Mu Jinyao was held in the palm of her hand as soon as she was born.

    Seeing no one to lend a hand, there is no hope, and the mind is becoming more and more fragile, the body is uncomfortable, and the painful frown.

    Mrs. Mu looked at her daughter worriedly and touched her forehead, it was very hot.

    She panicked all of a sudden, "I have a fever, please ask a doctor, sir, please, please help me get a doctor."

    The jailer on duty was the one who offended Mrs. Mu. Hearing the pleading, he said coldly, "Come on, it depends on her life."

    Mu Jinyao was placed on a high level by the Mu family since she was a child, expecting her to marry and help her family to a higher level, and now it is considered to be the only chance to make a comeback.

    So, they are all anxious and begging the jailer.

    The jailer has a hard heart and just ignores it.

    "The third sister has medicine in her hand." The eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun, suddenly remembered.

    The Mu family all looked at Mu Wanqing.

    Mrs. Mu angrily reprimanded, "Third girl, why don't you say anything when you have medicine? Take it out to save people, even if you are jealous of your big sister, you can't let it die."

    This is as if the second room owes them.

    Mu Wanqing frowned. She didn't want to save her, but waited for them to speak first.

    Don't blame her for anything.

    The Mu family is not unreasonable, but depends on people.

    But obviously, in Mrs. Mu's eyes, Mu Wanqing is the object of her anger.

    Mu Wanqing was lazy to reason with her, and would never wake up those who pretended to be awake.

    "Ten taels of silver per medicine."

    These people have developed the habit of asking for anything for the second room. For the sake of their future life, she will help them set rules.

    Mrs. Mu was furious, "We are a family, how can you talk about money..."

     Before she could finish speaking, Mu Wanqing interrupted impatiently, "Don't forget it."

    Uncle Mu scolded coldly, "Second brother, you take care of your daughter, how can such a philistine look like a descendant of the Mu family? It's tarnishing the lintel."

    Second Master Mu is an honest man. If you ask for it, he is very good at talking.

    But he loves his children, you say he can, but his children are not. "I can't handle it."

    Mu Zifeng is the grandson of the eldest house, and she is very dissatisfied with Mu Wanqing, "Where do we get the money?"

    "Then write an IOU." Mu Wanqing said lightly.

    "No pen and paper." Mu Zifeng has a lot of heart.

    Mu Wanqing didn't answer him at all, "Sir, do me a favor."

    This busy jailer is very willing to help, but he is deliberately making it difficult for him to get along with the big room of the Mu family.

    No way, Mr. Mu had to write an IOU. Anyway, he just went through the motions and didn't plan to pay it back.

    Mu Wanqing carefully folded the IOU, put it away slowly, and then picked out a medicine from the box.

    "You decide whether to eat or not, don't come to me if there is a problem, it's useless."

    Neither the original owner nor she was jealous of Mu Jinyao.

    Mu Jinyao took the medicine and fell asleep.

    "It's time to eat." The sound of knocking on the rice bowl sounded.

    This time I went to get food, no matter how bad it was, it was better than being hungry.

    For the first time in their lives, pampered people know how hard it is to be hungry.

    Mu Wanqing's mother and daughter also took it, each one had a bowl of thin porridge and two wowotou.

    Mu Wanqing was not in a hurry to eat, she broke the wowotou and dipped it in the porridge, and then ate it after it became a paste.

    Second Mrs. Mu also followed her example to break the nest, mother, it's really too bad to eat, and I don't know what's afraid of inside.

    "Qing'er, you have suffered."

    Mu Wanqing was thrown into the military camp by her grandfather during the summer vacation of high school, to exercise her independence and sharpen her mind, and also learned a lot of skills.

    However, I have never eaten such unpalatable food.

    She is a person who goes with the flow and does not have high requirements for material things, except for food.

    Be patient.

    She smiled sweetly, "Our whole family is together, so it won't be bitter."

    Mr. Mu's eyes are red, such a well-behaved and sensible girl.

    While eating, Wuyiwei came, and the jailer warmly greeted him and flattered him.

    But the amazing thing is that he saw the girl in the corner eating gooey at a glance, her complexion was not good, but her expression was calm.

    He directly named him, "Bring Mu Zhongde up for interrogation."

    The two guards in Wuyi opened the cell and took Mu Zhongde out.

    Mu Zhongde's clothes were wrinkled, his beard was shaggy, his face was disheveled, and he had a bad smell.

    He looked flustered, "Master Wu, what else do you want to ask? I'll be honest."

    Wu Dongming did not rush to leave, but looked at the crowd, "Miss Mu San."

    Everyone looked at Mu Wanqing, a little gloating.

    She will be taken too? Hahaha, you deserve it, make you crazy, make you proud, make you disrespect your elders, make you unfilial.

    Especially the old lady Mu, a trace of resentment and pleasure flashed in her eyes.

    Mr. Mu grabbed her daughter's hand nervously, her face turning pale.

    Mu Wanqing gently pushed her hand away and walked over to her, "Mr. Wu, is there anything?"