After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister

    Mr. Mu hurriedly pulled open the curtain, "Zi'ang, take off the robe."

    Mu Wanqing's list of supplies included five sets of mink clothes, which were tied to the roof of the carriage when they were not needed.

    muziang quickly stood up and pulled out a few pieces of mink clothes.

    Leaves, hats, clogs, and rainy days are three treasures.

    As soon as the father and son were dressed, they put a layer of oil cloth on the mule, the sky darkened, and a flash of lightning struck down, and in a short while, the pea-sized raindrops fell down.

    Second Master Mu hurriedly led the mule, lest the mule be frightened and run around.

    He brought his two sons to the side of the carriage, "Madam, you take your daughter to sit in the carriage and sit safely, everything will be fine."

    The rain is getting heavier and heavier, hanging like a rain curtain in the sky, and the cold wind is rushing to the face with the raindrops, making people unable to resist a cold war.

    There is a layer of tarpaulin on the top of the mule car, and the windows and curtains are reinforced with a layer of tarpaulin.

    The interior of the car was as warm as spring, with **** tea being boiled in the small red clay stove "Pulu Pulu", Mu Wanqing and her daughter huddled in the warm quilt, very comfortable.

    Mu Wanqing leaned into the gap of the car window and looked out, looking at her father and brother standing guard in the wind and rain, her heart was full of warmth.

    Although the road to exile is very difficult, it is good for family members to support each other.

    They were fully prepared early in the morning, so they were organized and under control.

     But the others were not so lucky, and the team was a mess.

    In the storm, everyone was running around like flies.

    Most people don't have rain gear or a car for shelter from the rain. This wilderness is bare, and there is no shop in front of the village or behind.

    Screams and screams were heard all of a sudden.

    They formed a circle with carriages and ordered everyone to stay inside and not run around.

    If you dare to escape, you will be shot.

    The exiles ate a few whips, and the pain woke them up. They could only hold their heads and squat on the ground, and let the heavy rain pour on them. trembling.

    The only fortunate thing is that Mrs. Mu used to think that the donkey cart was open, and the sun was shining in the autumn, so her children and grandchildren used four bamboo poles to support a piece of oilcloth to make a canopy.

    Uncle Mu is the head of the house, and immediately assigned the robes to the men and the old lady. The men were sitting outside with a few bamboo poles in a circle of guards.

    However, those concubines are miserable, they can't get anything, their space is limited, and they can only get helpless in the rain.

    The wind and rain were so heavy that everyone’s faces were wet, their eyes could not be opened, and they were shivering in the cold, so they could only hug together to keep warm.

    For a while, the rain formed a line, it felt like a hole in the sky.

    The storm was violent, the bamboo poles were swaying, and the awning was shaky, which made people terrified.

    The old lady tightened her collar and looked up at the awning, frowning, "Boss, it's raining so hard, the awning seems to be unable to hold up."

    Uncle Mu looked worried and annoyed. He didn't expect the storm to come so suddenly and so big.

    If I knew this, I should try my best to get a carriage.

    Who would have thought that what he most envies now is the person who owns a horse-drawn cart.

    But he is the backbone of everyone, and he can't show any timidity, "Mother, don't worry, this rainstorm is coming in waves, and it will stop soon."

    The old lady Mu looked at the blue cloth mule cart not far away, her eyes full of longing.

    It is the most comfortable time to sit in the carriage, if...a thought flashed in her mind.

    "Boss, you go and talk to the second one, sell the mule cart to us, and we will pay double the price."

    With her previous temper, she would grab whatever she wanted, but Mu Wanqing was too savage, she thought she couldn't do it.

    The eyes of Third Master Mu, whose frozen lips were purple, lit up, and he also wanted to take the mule cart, "Yes, yes, we will pay, not double, but triple."

    Uncle Mu's mouth twitched, "Will he sell it at this time? Will Mu Wanqing agree?"

    Everyone fell silent.

    They understood, Mu Wanqing was in charge of the second room.

    Old Mrs. Mu felt that if she went on like this, she must be ill from the cold.

    The older you are, the more afraid of death.

    "You go, no matter what means you use, you must get the second child's consent. As for Mu Wanqing, she is just a junior, so you don't need to talk to her."

    Uncle Mu can't help but smile bitterly, don't you need to talk? Could he still drag people out of the carriage?

    But, his mother won't listen to persuasion.

    However, he also wanted a mule cart, and even if there was a silver lining, he wanted to try it.

    He stood up, put on his hat, and then walked into the majestic storm.

      struggling clan.

    These people are from ordinary families, and their relatives and friends are not wealthy.

    "Second brother, I... want to buy your car, please make a price."

    Second Master Mu wiped the rain on his face, and asked strangely, "Brother, are you confused?"

    The mule cart is precious and precious. It is an essential artifact for home travel. It is not afraid of strong wind, heavy rain and heavy snow. Well, this is what my daughter said.

    Uncle Mu was very depressed, and forced himself to flicker, "I will pay three times the price, you can take the money to buy three mule carts, three, one for each of two nephews, After this village, there is no such shop..."

    Er ​​Master Mu is not really stupid, so he asked, "Brother, why don't you buy three cars yourself?"

    Uncle Mu:…

    I can't fool you, what should I do? so tired.

    He had to take a step back, "Then let the mother and a few children get into the car to take shelter from the rain, they are all frozen."

    Second Master Mu still refused, "Our carriage is cramped and can only fit two people."

    Uncle Mu said without hesitation, "Then let Wanqing and her daughter come down. They are healthy and eat well. Mother can't stand it anymore..."

    It's here again. It's a habit to ask others to sacrifice righteously, and it's exposed accidentally.

    Second Master Mu laughed angrily, let my wife and daughter suffer in the rain, and gave them the carriage? Why? "I can only lend you two minions."

    Thanks to Mu Wanqing's habit of buying five copies of everything, they also have two vacant mink clothes.

    Uncle Mu looked at him disappointedly, "Second child, how can you be so ruthless and ruthless?"

    A figure rushed over in the rain, Dingqing saw it, it was the sixth aunt, she was wearing a mink robe, her hair was loose, and she was very embarrassed.

    As soon as she opened her mouth, she choked up, "Brother Zhongping, can my little girl get in your car and squeeze? She has had diarrhea in the past two days, and it will rain again..."

    She gave birth to four sons, and only had such a sweet and soft granddaughter, she loved her very much.

    Three- and four-year-olds are the most likely to die.

    The curtain was lifted, Mu Wanqing stretched out her hands, "Give me the child."

    Aunt Liu didn't expect her to talk so well, she was so grateful, her eyes were red.

    She lifted her robe, revealing the child's pale face.

    The child is well protected and his clothes are dry.

    Mu Wanqing took the child and touched the child's forehead, it was not hot.

    I touched my hands and feet again, it was icy cold, I can't go on like this.

    Xiaoya remembered her, the aunt who gave her the fragrant pork buns, she liked this aunt very much.

    He smiled sweetly at her, and called out in a milky voice, "Auntie."

    Mu Wanqing's heart softened by her smile, she tucked the child into the bed, "Auntie pours you some **** tea, and the stomach will not hurt after drinking it."

    "Ahhhh." A terrified scream came from not far away.

    Uncle Mu turned his head sharply, the bamboo pole was finally overwhelmed and broke, the awning was blown away by the strong wind in an instant, and the daughters and children of the direct room were exposed to the heavy rain, which instantly poured a terrified heart. Become a Reservoir Dog.

    The cries of children and the screams of female relatives made a mess.

    Uncle Mu couldn't help but feel anxious, grabbed Second Master Mu's arm, "Second brother, please help me, for the sake of us being the same father."

    "This..."

    A hand stretched out from the carriage, "Lend these two minions to Mu Jinyao and Mu Rongxue."

    "Send over children under the age of six."

    The next generation of the Mu family married the two sons of the big house, and gave birth to four children, and the others were not married yet.

    She was referring to the four children.

    In any case, the grievances and grievances of the previous generation have nothing to do with children.

    She has done her best.

    Uncle Mu's eyes lit up, "Three girls, you are a good girl. We were wrong in the past, so let us temporarily lend this car to us, okay?"

    He's taking an inch, Mu Wanqing sneered, "Mr. Mu, do you think I'm a fool who has been fooled by someone, and I'm a fool? You don't think I'm willing to treat me a little bit. Just a child, forget the kindness and resentment in the past? I remember what you did to me."

    "That's all in the past, how can the family have any feud overnight?" Uncle Mu still wanted to convince her, "Three girls, your grandmother is old and confused, so you treat her as a patient …”

    Mu Wanqing has seen through this man long ago, he has a thick skin and is generous to others all day long. To put it bluntly, it is hypocrisy.

    "My own grandmother died. As for this one, when he wanted to sell me to the jailer in prison, he was cut off."

    Speaking of this, Mr. Mu couldn't continue, "Second brother, you are the head of the family, you talk about it."

    Second Master Mu looked at the majestic and heavy rain, and at the grandson of the first-class house who was crying bitterly, a little speechless.

    If you have this time to grind, it is better to go back and preside over the overall situation.

    "The mule cart is not mine, I can't make it."

    Mr. Mu was stunned. Whose is the mule cart? He couldn't understand at all, "You are an elder, and everything in the second room is yours, including your children."

    Uncle Mu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. There are such shameless people in the world.

    Aren't you afraid of shame?

    Second Master Mu doesn't care. He is a self-conscious person, and he has no knowledge in the house all year round.

    Mu Wanqing has a strong personality and is extremely intelligent.

    Listen to my daughter's words, eat and drink spicy food, good things happen again and again.

    Uncle Mu was laughed at by the father and daughter, but there was nothing he could do.

    He is the patriarch of the Mu clan, but he is also a sinner of the clan, and the clansmen implicated by him refuse to obey him.

    His prestige has been wiped out, and he has long lost the authority of the past.

    He had no choice but to go back with two minnows.

    Mu Jinyao's clothes were soaked wet, revealing exquisite curves, her frozen lips were white, and her expression was stunned, "She named us?"

    "Yes."

    The two cousins ​​looked at each other with complicated expressions.

    Mu Wanqing really interprets the four characters of grievance and resentment to the extreme.

    It also opened a gap in the Mu family's heart, and everyone thought about it.

    At this time, Mu Wanqing looked at the criminals who fell in the majestic rain, pursed her lips slightly, and there was a flash of eagerness in her eyes.

    The time she has been waiting for is finally here!

    The worst of times often contains a hint of a turning point.