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Chapter 66
Chapter 66
The white and fat dumplings rolled in the pot, ups and downs, the white mist rose up, and the sweet fragrance lingered on the nose.
Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, this is the smell of fireworks in the world.
The place where the parents stay is the home. No matter how far the wanderer goes, as long as there is a home, there is always a place to return.
Back in a safe place, surrounded by close relatives, the tiredness of running back and forth gradually came up, and her eyelids drooped unconsciously.
Seeing this, the people around her stopped talking and looked at her silently.
Running thousands of miles is exhausting.
What's more, the mind is constantly spinning and the mental consumption is huge, can you not be tired?
Mu Erye and his wife looked at their three children, and their hearts were filled with joy.
These days, they have been worried, and they have trouble sleeping and eating, for fear that something will happen.
After an unknown time, a surprised voice came from outside, "Third sister, third sister, you are back."
Mrs. Mu hurried out, put her hand on her mouth and made a silent motion, "Shh, be quiet, she just fell asleep..."
"Come in." Mu Wanqing had been woken up, 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 dumplings and gave it to his daughter, "Hurry up and eat, what else do 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.
"Is there any bone soup? If you have it, have a bowl of noodle soup. If you don't have it, eat noodles."
Although it was Chinese New Year, there was no good food. After all, they were all exiled prisoners, and it was a blessing to eat Erhe Noodles and steamed buns every day.
And Mu Erye and his wife eat the same as the official clerk, including rice, meat dishes, and an occasional snack.
The cook 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 the spicy pork saozi. The whole body was warm 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 that she couldn't go without looking back, but Mu Wanqing was already their backbone, and everyone was a little uneasy when she wasn't there.
Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, "We'll get together tomorrow, and I'll invite everyone to eat slaughtered pig rice."
Mu Rongxue cheered and jumped up immediately, "I'll go tell everyone right now."
Everyone lives in the villagers’ homes, and they eat and lodging together. There is no way to do it. Under these conditions, the people in the frontier live very hard, they can’t eat enough, and the houses they live in are broken and leaking.
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 just now, I guess he hasn't fallen asleep yet."
"Good."
After a while, Master Zeng came over, looking at the dress of the girl next to him, it seemed like the same thing. "Miss, if you have anything to talk about tomorrow, you should have a good rest first."
When she first came back, exhaustion was written all over her face, but she looked much better now.
"It's okay, divide the money first, and try not to stay overnight if you have something to do." Mu Wanqing opened a bag and took out a bulging red envelope. "yours."
Master Zeng opened it and looked at it, and there was a thick stack of silver bills. He counted, uh, counted again, or 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 on it, "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 provided great convenience, so they all shared the profits.
Master Zeng was silent, they would never make so much money in their lifetime, "Thank you, Miss, you are really the God of Wealth."
Exile is bitter, and it is a loss of money. And Mu Wanqing made a lot of money, and even brought the people around her to earn it.
He earned a few thousand taels this way alone, and with the ten thousand taels added, he would not worry about food and drink in his life.
Mu Wanqing said one more sentence, "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 fish, grow some lotus roots, a family I have everything to eat and drink.”
This amount of money may seem like a lot of money, but it's nothing in the capital. Let's do business. It's very difficult to have no backers. If there is any secret recipe that is favored by the powerful, it can ruin your family in minutes.
It's better to buy a little Zhuangzi's 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 is it?"
Mr. Zeng's eyes were 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's 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.
"Is it surveillance?" Mu Wanqing understood in seconds, Wu Dongming had always had an exploratory attitude towards her from the very beginning.
Of course, this was also her intention.
"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?
Only now did he realize that people are sharp, and they are sharper than the average person in that line of work.
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'll rest for three days, and I'd like to ask Master Zeng to send someone to stop in front of me and ask about the situation, where our group will be arranged to go, if possible, I hope to get a good one. 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 the exiles.
"Okay, I'll deal with it." Master Zeng agreed immediately.
The next day, Mu Wanqing slept until the afternoon, and when she got up, the door was already crowded with people.
The people of the tribe were overjoyed when they saw her, and they were as excited as the Chinese 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 heard about eating pig-killing rice at night, cheered with joy.
During the conversation, 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 all the villagers and invited them to have a dinner together.
The villagers were surprised and delighted. Is there such a good thing?
Seeing that the villagers' faces were yellow and skinny, Mu Wanqing couldn't help sighing softly.
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, the stars holding the moon.
Fang Family Head saw her running over specially and chatted enthusiastically.
Everyone was very sensible, and no one asked her what she was doing when she went out.
However, there are also those who don't 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 anger, this bastard is just mindless.
Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, "Is the back of your ninety-nine multiplication watch overcooked? Tomorrow's exam, those who fail the test will wait for ten laps."
She said that this is definitely not corporal punishment, but, if the grades are not good, then work hard to exercise and do physical work well.
"Uh uh." The face of the third young master of the Fang family turned green, he turned his head and ran away, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, scumbags hate exams the most.
The boys and girls rolled their eyes at him and made you owe it. It's okay, everyone was dragged into the water by you.
Have a good New Year, okay?
Mu Wanqing didn't care what they thought, Meimei ate a meal of killing pigs, and started the exam the next day. Those who did well in the exam would receive prizes, and if they didn't do well, they would go for a run outside without negotiation.
One family is happy and the other is sad, and the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected.
On the contrary, the kindergarten children were the happiest. Everyone was given candy and snacks.
On the third day, Lord Zeng came to her, "Miss, I have asked people to inquire, and I will assign them randomly, depending on the mood of the chief officer, I have already checked, and I will be assigned to the Liangzhou guards with the best conditions, Liliang. Recently, the Du Sifu was stationed in Liangcheng."
It can be said that Liangcheng is the provincial capital, and other places are prefectures and counties.
Mu Wanqing's mind was racing, "Where is the Du family's army stationed?"
That is the most elite army in Xiliang, one in a thousand, it is the authentic army.
Daqi is a military reclamation system. The soldiers of the guard station are people who farm the land in peacetime, and 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 reclaimed fields for the Du family army."
Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, and understood that Liangcheng was the military and political center of the Xiliang region.
"Well, we will leave early tomorrow morning and arrive at Liangcheng in the evening."
She gave an order and set off as soon as it was dawn.
There was a lot of wind, knocking on the windows and making a rattling noise that was distracting.
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 her, and she finally said, "We probably won't be parted with the third sister's family."
Mrs. Mu San was taken aback, "Ah? What? 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 break up is to prevent them from clumping together.
Hearing this, Mrs. Mu San became anxious. Without Mu Wanqing's protection, how could their family be crippled and weak?
"Go talk to your third sister and let them stay together."
"Is this something she can decide?" Mu Rongxue was particularly helpless.
Mrs. Mu San thought for a while, "I think I can, there is nothing she can't do."
Not only Sanfang thought so, other clansmen thought of this, and they all played Xiao Jiujiu.
They all want to share with Mu Wanqing!
Mu Wanqing had no idea about this, she was freed when she arrived at the border gate, and she will live her own life in the future.
capital, palace
The emperor looked coldly at the young man kneeling on the ground. The young man had been kneeling for several hours, his face was pale and his body was covered with scars.
"You said you were the son of Imperial Physician Wei? Do you have a big secret to tell me? Is it related to the life and death of the Daqi Dynasty?"
This was from the Wuyi Guardian, and even after being punished, he still refused to open his mouth and insisted on telling the emperor himself.
The young man didn't 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 when I was young. I only came home once a few years. Outsiders didn't know my existence, so I escaped the disaster of the family. Misfortune...from the court."
Wei Taiyi told his old man to return home and was killed by bandits on the road. The emperor knew it, but he thought it was an accident. He frowned slightly, and had a very bad premonition, "Tell me, what's the secret?"
The young man took a deep breath, "The prince is not born with a weak body, but... he has been poisoned, and the poison is deep."
He suddenly threw a blockbuster, 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, "What did you say? Say it again."
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