After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister

    The white and fat dumplings rolled in the pot, ups and downs, the white mist rose up, and the sweet fragrance lingered in the nose.

    Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, this is the smell of fireworks in the world.

    Seeing this, the people around her stopped talking and looked at her silently.

    Traveling for thousands of miles is exhausting.

    What's more, the mind is constantly spinning, and the mental consumption is huge.

    Second Master Mu and his wife looked at their three children, no matter how they looked at them, they were full of joy.

    These days, they have been worried, and they have trouble sleeping and eating, for fear of what will happen.

    I don't know how long it took, and a surprised voice came from outside, "Third sister, third sister, you are back."

    Mr. Mu hurried out, put her hand to her mouth and made a silent motion, "Shh, be quiet, she just fell asleep"

    "Come in." Mu Wanqing was already awakened, she sat up straight, the blanket wrapped around her slipped down, and she pulled it in time.

    Mu Rongxue stood at the door, very embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were asleep"

    Mu Wanqing yawned and rubbed her eyes, "It's okay, I'm hungry, it's time to eat."

    Second Master Mu quickly picked up a bowl of glutinous rice **** and handed it to his daughter, "Hurry up and eat, if you want to eat, Dad will make it for you."

    Mu Wanqing scooped up a glutinous rice ball, took a bite, and the hot sesame seeds poured out, filling her mouth with sweet fragrance.

    "Do you have bone broth? If you have it, have a bowl of noodle soup. If you don't have it, eat noodles."

    Although it is Chinese New Year, there is no good food. After all, they are all exiled prisoners.

    And Mu Erye and his wife eat the same as the official clerk, with rice and meat dishes, and occasionally a snack.

    The chef appeared out of nowhere and said happily, "Miss wants to eat noodle soup, it must be there, wait."

    After a while, Mu Wanqing ate the steaming pork ribs noodles, and then poured it with spicy pork sangzi. She felt warm all over in a bowl, and she felt that her whole body was alive.

    Mu Rongxue also got a bowl, and she was very satisfied. "Third sister, you're finally back, everyone is so impatient."

    Although she knew it was impossible for her to go and not look back, but Mu Wanqing was already their backbone, and everyone was a little uneasy when she was away.

    Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, "Let's get together tomorrow, I'll invite everyone to eat slaughtered pig rice."

    Mu Rongxue cheered and jumped up immediately, "I'll go tell everyone."

    Mu Wanqing was full, looked at the sky outside, it was very late, "Second brother, go and invite Master Zeng over, I just said hello, I guess he hasn't go to sleep."

    "Good."

    After a while, Mr. Zeng came over, looking at the dress of the girl next to him, it was quite the same thing. "Miss, if you have anything to talk about tomorrow, you should have a good rest first."

    She had a look of exhaustion written all over her face when she first came back, but now she looks much better.

      "Yours." Master Zeng opened it up and saw a thick stack of banknotes. He counted, uh, counted again, still ten thousand taels

    He was dumbfounded, "Is this a misplacement" more than he thought.

    Mu Wanqing took out another stack of red envelopes, each with a name written, "You are 10,000 taels, and the other brothers are 8,000 taels, so consider it a New Year's red envelope."

    Although they did not participate in the whole process, they cooperated and gave great convenience, so they all shared some profits.

    Master Zeng was silent, they couldn't make so much money in their lifetime, "Thank you, Miss, you are really the God of Wealth."

    Exile And Mu Wanqing made a lot of money, and even brought the people around her to earn it.

    There are thousands of taels that he made in this way alone, plus 10,000 taels, he will not worry about food and drink in this life.

    Mu Wanqing said a little more, "When you go back, buy a small village, Xiao Fu Ze'an, grow some wheat and rice, grow some vegetables, raise some chickens and ducks, dig a pond to raise them. Fish, grow some lotus roots, and the family will have everything to eat and drink."

    This amount of money seems to be a lot, but it is nothing in the capital, you do business, it is difficult to have no backers, if there is any secret recipe that is favored by the powerful, it will destroy your family in minutes.

    It's better to buy a little Zhuangzi wife and live a peaceful life.

    Although she didn't say it clearly, Mr. Zeng was born and raised in Beijing, and he knew all this.

    "I really want to thank someone who suggested this trip. I originally chose the exile team to the south."

    Mu Wanqing was stunned, "Who?"

    Master Zeng's eyes are a little complicated, "Wu Dongming, deputy commander of Wuyiwei, we are childhood playmates. He said that he met a strange girl, let me watch it."

    For him, it is the same wherever he goes, just to make extra money.

    Since the little friend has this meaning, let's change it. Who knows, life has given him a big surprise.

    "It's monitoring" Mu Wanqing understood in seconds, Wu Dongming had always held an exploratory attitude towards her from the very beginning.

    Of course, she did it on purpose.

    "It's also taking care of." Master Zeng didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that he had an occupational disease and thought too much.

    A thirteen-year-old slender, raised in a boudoir for many years, what can be special

    Now, he realizes that people are sharp, and they are sharper than the average person in what they do.

    Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, "When are you going to hand over?"

    Master Zeng doesn't care, any day is fine, "It's your convenience."

    Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, "Then I will rest for three days, and I would also like to ask Master Zeng to send someone to call the front station and ask about the situation, where will our group be arranged to go, if possible , I hope to get a better place."

    According to the rules, exiles will be assigned to various guardhouses and go to military reclamation.

    Some conditions are very difficult, the supervisor is especially cruel, and he likes to urge exiles.

    "Okay, I'll handle it." Master Zeng agreed.

    The next day, Mu Wanqing slept until the afternoon, when she got up, the door was already crowded with people.

    The clansmen were so happy when they saw her, they were as excited as the New Year. "Patriarch, you're finally back. You're not here. Everyone hasn't had a good time for years, and they're all worried."

    "Patriarch, seeing you come back safely, my heart is at ease."

    When I heard that I had slaughtered pig rice at night, I cheered happily.

    While speaking, three pigs and one sheep were brought over, and the pigs were slaughtered and the sheep were slaughtered, which was extremely lively.

    Mu Wanqing also invited the villagers and invited them to have a dinner together.

    The villagers were surprised and delighted, and such a good thing

    Mu Wanqing sighed softly when she saw that the villagers had yellow faces and thin skin.

    Even in modern times, eradicating poverty and feeding everyone is a daunting task.

    Well, she can't protect herself now.

    In the afternoon, wherever Mu Wanqing went, there was a group of people around her.

    Patriarch Fang saw her running over and chatted enthusiastically.

    Everyone is very interesting, no one asked her what she was doing when she went out.

    However, there are also those who do not have long eyes. The third young master of the Fang family asked curiously, "Miss Mu, what did you do after going out for so long?"

    Patriarch Fang couldn't stop it, and stared at him with rage, this **** just has no brains.

    Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, "Is the back of your ninety-nine multiplication table fully cooked? For the exam tomorrow, those who fail should wait for ten laps."

    She said, this is definitely not corporal punishment, but, if the grades are not good, then work hard and do physical work.

    "Uh uh." The third young master of the Fang family turned green, turned his head and ran away, ah ah, scumbags hate exams the most.

    Have a good New Year, won't you?

    Mu Wanqing didn't care what they thought, Meimei ate a slaughtered pig meal, and started the exam the next day. If you passed the test, there would be prizes. ,Not negotiable.

    One family is happy and the other is sad, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected.

    It was the kindergarten children who were the happiest. Everyone was given candy and snacks, making the little ones jump for joy, and surrounding Mu Wanqing kept calling Aunt.

    On the third day, Mrs. Zeng came to her, "Miss, I have asked people to inquire, and they will be assigned randomly, depending on the mood of the chief officer, I have already checked, and I will be assigned the best conditions. The good Liangzhou Guard is the closest to Liangcheng, and the Dusifu is stationed in Liangcheng."

    It can be said that Liangcheng is the provincial capital, and other places are the prefectures.

    Mu Wanqing's mind was racing, "Where is the Du family's army stationed?"

    That is the most elite army of Xiliang, one in a thousand, it is the authentic army.

    Daqi is a military reclamation system. The soldiers of the guardhouse are usually farmers, but they are soldiers in wartime. In this case, it is impossible to train every day, and it is more like a modern militia.

    "In Qishan barracks, not far from Liangcheng, Liangzhou army reclamation fields are produced exclusively for the Du family army."

    Mu Wanqing nodded slightly and understood that Liangcheng was the military and political center of the Xiliang region.

    "That's fine, we'll leave early tomorrow morning and arrive at Liangcheng in the evening."

    She gave an order and set off as soon as it was dawn.

    The wind was blowing, the windows were banging, and there was a rattling noise.

    Mu Rongxue frowned and sighed again. Madam Mu San saw it and couldn't help asking, "Rongxue, what are you worried about?"

    Mu Rongxue was hesitant to say anything, but she didn't want to say anything, but Mrs. Mu San kept urging, and she finally said, "We may not be parted with the third sister's family."

     Mrs. Mu San was taken aback, "Ah, it's impossible."

    "It is said that they will be scattered and distributed to various places." Mu Rongxue has experienced all kinds of things. She is no longer the girl she used to be, and has learned a lot.

    The purpose of breaking up is to prevent them from clumping together.

    When she heard this, Mrs. Mu became anxious. Without the protection of Mu Wanqing, their family was crippled and weak, how could they survive

    "You go talk to your third sister and let's share."

    "Is this something she can decide?" Mu Rongxue was particularly helpless.

    Mrs. Mu pondered for a while, "I think I can, there is nothing she can't do."

    Not only Sanfang thought so, but other clansmen thought of this, and they all played Xiao Jiujiu.

    I want to share with Mu Wanqing

    Mu Wanqing has no idea about this, she will be freed when she reaches the border, and she will live her own life in the future.

    The capital, the palace

    The emperor looked at the boy kneeling on the ground coldly.

    "You said that you are the son of Imperial Physician Wei, you have a big secret to tell me, which is related to the life and death of the Daqi Dynasty"

    The young man did not dare to lift his head, "Yes, I am Wei Shaohui, the fifth son of the Wei family. I was sent to the mountains to learn martial arts since I was a child. I escaped the disaster of destroying the door, and this disaster came from the palace."

    Doctor Wei told her old age and returned home and was killed by bandits on the road. The emperor knew it, but he thought it was an accident.

    The boy took a deep breath, "Prince is not born weak, but poisoned, and the poison is deep."

    He suddenly threw a bomb, and everyone in the room changed their faces.

    The teacup in the emperor's hand was turned over and hot water was sprinkled on him, but he didn't realize it, and stood up in shock, "Tell what you said."

    The author has something to say about Mu Wanqing, she is just a little butterfly.

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