After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister

    Mu Hai closed his eyes, his body trembled, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

    Mu Wanqing looked at him condescendingly and aggressively, "Let me guess, I'm jealous that we have a mule cart, but you don't."

    "The shackles of envy of my father and brother have been lifted, and you have not."

    As soon as I say this, I admit it.

    The lost silver officer was out of breath and kicked the person over.

    Mu Wanqing couldn't help laughing, "I can only blame you for being stupid, I blame you for being stupid, and I blame you for being incompetent."

    This is not a reason for him to frame others.

    Mu Hai was angry, angry and scared, all of which converged into a wave of anger and rushed towards Mu Wanqing.

    "Mu Wanqing, you speak viciously. You don't suffer from poorness but inequity, and you don't suffer from poverty but insecurity. You are also at fault..."

    To actually beat the rake, Mrs. Mu couldn't bear it no matter how good-natured she was, "The mule cart is exchanged with Qinger's marriage certificate, and the hot dishes and hot meals are exchanged with Qinger's craftsmanship, she has the ability, You have no ability but don’t work hard, you only know that you are jealous and frame others, and you deserve to be poor all your life.”

    "You..." Mu Hai shivered with anger, "What is there to brag about by selling your daughter for profit?"

    This is so ugly, the people in the second room have changed their faces. Only Mu Wanqing was the most indifferent, "A person with a dirty mind sees everything as dirty. If a person's heart is broken, there is no cure."

    Second Master Mu held his head high, proud, "Look, how wonderful my daughter is, our whole family is adored by her daughter, I will give birth, I have a good daughter, you don't! "

    This is too hateful.

    Everyone is so angry.

    The lost silver officer ran out of patience and lifted Mu Hai up, "There is still money, take it out."

    "That's all." Mu Hai refused to be honest.

    The official did not believe a word, and became even more angry. "Okay, you are tough, I see how long you can be tough, drag it out and fight."

    There are not many Mu family members who came out to intercede this time, mainly because they can't stand his behavior of framing his own people.

    Dare to treat mu Zicheng like this today, what about next time?

    At that time, it was considered a partnership to commit the crime, covering each other with two brothers from the family, and the three of them split the money equally afterwards.

    The officer who lost the silver recovered as much as he could, relieved, and finally showed a smile.

    Only then did he regret a little, "Miss Mu San, it was me who acted recklessly. I'll make up for it for you."

    He is a rectal man, and he expresses what he thinks on his face.

    Mu Wanqing turned slightly to the side, avoiding his courtesy, "It's not me who is wronged."

    Wang Guancha didn't hesitate, walked to mu Zicheng and gave him a salute, apologizing to him.

    Seeing his sincere attitude, Mu Zicheng generously forgave him. Of course, he didn't dare not forgive him.

    The atmosphere suddenly eased, and Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes a few times, "Master Zeng, I was frightened just now and want a compensation."

    Master Zeng was not surprised at all, but had a feeling that it really came, "You said."

    She has always had a clear sense of grievance and revenge.

    Mu Wanqing pointed to her second brother, Mu Ziang, "He is the only one in the family who wears shackles. I don't think it's appropriate. The family should share weal and woe together."

    Master Zeng pondered for a while, tonight's behavior is indeed a bit too much, Mu Wanqing is a girl who is too deep in her mind, and it is not good to offend her.

    "Okay." Let her take the place back, and this matter will be completely turned over, which is good.

    The shackles of mu Ziang were removed on the spot. Mu Ziang was overjoyed. He didn't expect such a good thing.

    My sister is mighty and powerful.

    Listen to my sister from now on!

    There is something I don't understand, "Miss Mu San, how do you know he will point your finger at you?"

    Mu Wanqing pretended to be deep and said, "It's just a guess."

    She has practiced psychology and micro-expressions for a period of time. Ordinary people can still tell whether they are lying or not.

    A person with a guilty conscience will avoid the eyes of the other party subconsciously, and will exaggerately point at the other party and refute it loudly.

    Everyone looked at her differently, with a trace of awe. Whether it's guessing or being able to read people's hearts, it's amazing.

    The punishment that should be punished, the compensation that should be compensated, everyone dispersed.

    The Muhai brothers were beaten covered in blood and fainted, and the clansmen dragged them back to the woodshed.

    Second Master Mu hesitated for a while, "Qing'er, I... I want to give them some medicine."

    He has now developed a habit of asking Mu Wanqing for advice on everything.

    Mu Wanqing opened the medicine box and took out a bottle of good wound medicine. "Go."

    Second Master Mu was surprised, "You don't object?"

    He thought that his daughter was as hot as fire and could not rub half a grain of sand in her eyes.

    "They have already received the punishment they deserve, but the crime will not lead to death." Mu Wanqing said the truth, "Let's all live well."

    Second Master Mu took the trauma medicine and hurried away, and hurried back after a while, the whole person felt relieved and relaxed.

    Mu Wanqing was not idle either, and knocked on the door of the shop with her second brother, and shouted, "Mu Jinyao, Mu Rongxue."

    She didn't go in either, just stood outside the door and waved to the two of them.

    The sisters Mu Jinyao were very surprised, what did she do? There is no deep sisterhood between them.

    "What?"

    "Thank you." Mu Jinyao greeted them with fists.

    Mu Jinyao was stunned, came to thank you? Just because she stood up and pleaded for mercy? "I'm not helping you, but... everyone's surname is Mu."

    "Yes, that's what I mean too." Mu Xuerong was also very arrogant.

    "No matter what, you have to say thank you. This is a thank you gift." Mu Wanqing took the favor and took out the things she had prepared.

    It's ten brightly colored braised eggs, she made a few more at will, and plans to save it for tomorrow.

    The two sisters swallowed their saliva in unison, but couldn't look away.

    Why do ordinary eggs look so tempting and delicious.

    However, I am too thin-skinned to accept it.

    Mu Wanqing shoved the braised egg into them, "Hurry up and eat, I'm going back to sleep."

    Seeing her retreating back, Mu Rongxue's expression loosened, "She... doesn't seem to be that annoying."

    Well, definitely not bought by a few eggs!

    Mu Jinyao couldn't help laughing.

    Cries came from the room, and the two turned around and walked in.

    Everyone looked at them in unison, and Mrs. Mu looked at the things in their hands, "What is this?"

    Daqi governs the country with filial piety, and today he is the most filial person.

    The Mu family is the home of officials, and the old lady Mu is held high up and down.

    Mu Jinyao put her eating hands in front of Mrs. Mu, "You can have a taste of the thank you gift that the third sister brought."

    Old Mrs. Mu's eyes were glued to the marinated eggs, and her mouth was particularly disgusting, "Just ten eggs? How could she be so embarrassed to give them away..."

    Before she could finish speaking, a long hand stretched out, "If grandma doesn't eat it, give it to me, I will eat it."

    It is the second young master Mu, who eats dry food every day, and his greedy eyes are green.

    Old Mrs. Mu couldn't stop it, and watched a braised egg disappear into the mouth of the second young master Mu, and the second young master Mu was still enjoying it.

    She was so angry, she rolled her eyes, unfilial to her descendants.

    In the end, it was Uncle Mu who made the decision. One was reserved for the old lady, and the others were shared. Everyone could taste it.

    He didn't know how wrong this decision was.

    After tasting it, Mu Jinyao suddenly realized why those officials were robbing food regardless of their image.

    It is a delicacy in the world, with a strong meat aroma, delicate and smooth, rich and delicious.

    After eating dry food for many days, the bird faded out of the mouth, this stewed egg is the supreme delicacy.

    Many years later, the Mu family still remembers this braised egg. It is the best memory in the deepest memory, and it is the irreplaceable taste of all the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

    Second Master Mu looked annoyed, but hated eating too fast, "I suddenly thought that the third sister looked really good-looking."

    The girl who can cook food is ingenious. He saw Mu Wanqing put on a filter.

    The room was silent, and the expressions of everyone were very complicated.

    "The key is virtue." What should I do if I want to eat something?

    Old Mrs. Mu couldn't hear these words, so she had a seizure on the spot, "You are virtuous, you can cook a few dishes that can't be served on the table, do you think it's good? You have sick brains and blind eyes. "

    This time, no one cheered.

    They can't beat Mu Wanqing, why not join? Didn't see, the most useless Mu family's second room followed her to live a good life?

    I eat and drink spicy food every day, I live in a clean room, and the shackles are removed.

    Of course, they are definitely not such superficial people, they are mainly family members who love each other.

    It's a new day again, and we set off at dawn. Mu Ziang happily took the initiative to ask Ying to drive the car.

    Mu Zicheng's spirit is not very good, and he was educated by his parents for a long time. Don't pick up things randomly, eat as many snacks as you can, and you will gain wisdom after eating.

    Mu Wanqing drank a bowl of oil tea noodles, then leaned lazily against the wall of the carriage, picked up a pen and paper to write and draw, and counted the small treasury.

    I originally had five hundred and twenty-two taels. I bought supplies for one hundred taels. The daily food cost is one tael of silver, thirty taels a month, and 180 taels for half a year.

    The cost of housing per night is not cheap, and it costs about one hundred taels for half a year.

    Now that the mule cart is full of supplies, the space is too small and it is uncomfortable to sit on. She also wants to buy a spacious carriage.

    A good horse costs 60 to 70 taels, and it is matched with a carriage, and 80 taels are used as a base.

    In this way, you will run out of money when you reach the border.

    The problem is that when you get to the border, you have to arrange for local officials to arrange a better place to stay.

    It costs money to own a home.

    It is very urgent to make money.

    Mr. Mu Er was doing needlework, occasionally looking up at her daughter, and at her husband and son, her heart was very peaceful.

    "What are you writing?"

    Mu Wanqing was about to say something when an exclamation came from outside, "It's going to rain."

    As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind blew the trees by the roadside.

    The biggest ordeal on the road of exile, the storm is coming!