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Chapter 134
Chapter 134
Since being punished by the emperor to study the Book of Rites, the two have been sympathetic to each other, got closer and closer, and finally formed an alliance.
The Prince of Jin helped the fifth prince to ascend to the throne, and the fifth prince let him sit on the position of the king of Jin smoothly, and rewarded him with a hereditary iron hat, so that his descendants could be the king.
After the two reached an agreement, the Prince of Jin made suggestions for the fifth prince, which not only eliminated the troubles caused by the emperor's severe punishment, but also carefully won over a group of courtiers, forming a considerable force.
The next step is to find a way to let the fifth prince return to the court, enter the six divisions, and penetrate into it little by little.
The two discussed it for a long time before the Prince of Jin left quietly.
After going out the back door, an inconspicuous carriage stopped in the alley. The Prince of Jin sat on it, and the personal guard quickly brought hot tea and snacks, "Prince, you are working too hard."
A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the Prince of Jin, "It's worth it to endure a moment's anger, and change the world for a lifetime."
That's right, you rule the world.
He was a king in the past life, and he will surely sit on the throne in this life, rule the world, and make all his subjects kneel at his feet.
In this life, he is not in a hurry to emerge, builds high walls, accumulates grain, and delays becoming king.
Secretly accumulating strength and growing silently, he has taken down a secret guard in the hands of his father, and the power of the Jin Palace has fallen into his hands.
However, he was not in a hurry to jump out, but hid behind the fifth prince to help him.
On the bright side, those people were recruited by the Fifth Prince, but in fact, they were recruited by him to his camp long ago.
It is much easier to use the banner of the fifth prince.
He thought he was doing it flawlessly, but he didn't know that there were a pair of eyes staring at his every move in the distance, following him all the way back to the Jin Wangfu.
The mantis catches the cicada, followed by the oriole.
The back door of Prince Jin's Mansion opened and closed, and a few figures flashed in the dark. "Just stare here, and let me know immediately if there is any trouble."
"Yes, Mr. Wei."
Wei Shaohui nodded slightly, turned to leave, and glanced back before leaving.
The fifth prince and his group were targeting Mu Wanqing in the court, and he sent people to watch it secretly. Who would have thought that the fifth prince and the Prince of Jin would join forces.
A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, whoever dares to hurt his savior, that is his enemy!
Although, he is just a sharp knife in the hands of the emperor, and cannot have his own thoughts and feelings.
But... how many people are really ruthless?
The Prince of Jin did not disturb the people in the mansion, and quietly entered the outer study. This was his forbidden area, and even the prince and concubine could not step into it without his permission.
In the study, a slender and beautiful figure greeted him, "Prince, you are back."
It was Mu Jinyao. She had an embarrassing status and was ostracized in the backyard, so she invited her to serve in the outside study.
Here, she can live in peace.
She stepped forward to serve the Prince of Jin, changed out of his clothes, put on light household clothes, served tea and water, and was very gentle and careless.
Looking at the busy woman, there was a hint of tenderness in the eyes of the Prince of Jin. This is his queen, who has been in the same boat all the way, never abandoning her, and gathering the strength of the whole family to help him ascend to the throne.
However, a figure flashed in his mind, "Today, Mu Wanqing in the hall has been named the county head."
Mu Jinyao was stunned for a moment, a look of confusion appeared on his face, "What did she do?"
The Prince of Jin stared at her closely, "It's good to donate cotton cloth, do you know what cotton cloth is?"
"Cotton? Is it new? What's so special about it?" Mu Jinyao's mind was racing, what did the prince suspect? Maybe it's the Mu family's ancestral recipe?
The Prince of Jin gave a wry smile, knowing that Mu Jinyao was devoted to him, and would rather follow him without a name, but sometimes it was an uncontrollable comparison.
"You're so smart, it's a pity..." There was another Mu Wanqing who was smarter than her.
Mu Jinyao's face was hurt, and she forced a smile, "I'm too stupid to help you, but as long as I have sister Wanqing's ability, I can give you the credit."
"People who are too smart don't end well, like you are just right." The Prince of Jin embraced her distressedly, "You usually give me good ideas, and they help me a lot."
Don't look at Mu Jinyao's delicate and weak, but his brain is very good, helping him win the old fritters in the officialdom.
He has the memories of his previous life, so he naturally knows the secrets of those officials, so he used them to blackmail them, and he gathered a group of forces in just half a year.
"I don't have any ability, it's the prince who gave me face to praise me, I have self-knowledge." Mu Jinyao blushed and embraced him with infinite shyness, "The prince who is wise and brave is the smartest person in the world. , I will always follow you and accompany you, and I will never be separated in this life."
The lingering and affectionate words moved the Prince of Jin very much, "Okay, we will never be separated."
"Can you think of a way to deal with Mu Wanqing?"
The body buried in his arms stiffened, Mu Jinyao pursed his lips, this dog man. "She doesn't seem to have any weaknesses, and it's hard to operate at a distance of thousands of miles. How about I try to write to her and secretly recruit her?"
"This woman is rebellious and can easily be attacked." The Prince of Jin always felt that Mu Wanqing, who was thousands of miles away, was a stumbling block on his road to becoming emperor. This feeling made him feel like he was stuck in his throat. "If you can't get it, destroy it and find someone to assassinate her."
A trace of confusion flashed in Mu Jinyao's eyes, "Assassination isn't the style of a king, right? Besides, she's just a woman who can't affect the overall situation. Why do you keep thinking about her?"
"What are you thinking about? Nonsense." Prince Jin's voice was inexplicably high, and he pushed the woman away from his arms.
However, he soon realized his gaffe, "I just hate her so much, I want to kill her when I hear her name, and those who make big things don't care about the details, just do it like this."
Mu Jinyao stared at him blankly, particularly annoying? ! He really should have looked in the mirror to see how he looked at this moment!
"Tired, rest." Prince Jin fell into bed impatiently and went to sleep, with some confusion in his mind.
He tried hard to make himself think about business, for example, when did the prince die of poisoning?
If remember correctly, it's New Year's Eve this year!
After that, the kings competed for the throne and started a big melee.
He has to make all preparations before, fish in troubled waters, and go to the end.
The situation in the capital is changing and complicated, and it does not affect Mu Wanqing in Liangcheng.
Mu Wanqing was very busy every day, and started recruiting people as soon as she came back.
The military ration workshop asked Mu Ji to take over. For the first time, he was under a lot of pressure to stand alone, but everything was on the right track. There was another Mu Wanqing sitting beside him.
Soon, he got started, and the tube was decent.
Mu Wanqing brought up a retired soldier named Liu Darong. He worked hard and had a good brain, but his feet were a little disabled.
With the management of one and the other, the military ration workshop does not have to worry about Mu Wanqing.
As for the ledger, you don't have to worry about it, there are professionals in charge, and Mu Wanqing is proficient in these things, so she can't hide it from her eyes.
Mu Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief and was only in charge of the farm's affairs.
As for the wool workshop to recruit a group of ingenious women, married and unmarried are all successful.
As soon as the news spread, the outside of Shuimu Farm was crowded with people.
Mu Wanqing personally recruited, and it was quite difficult to recruit people. How should put it, weaving wool is a delicate job, but many women's hands are unreasonably rough and will break the wool.
But these days, the hands of poor people are like this.
She simply boiled some hand ointment, and everyone who came to apply for the job was given a spoonful of hand wipes. Everyone was shocked. When they heard that there were people who didn't apply, they were even more excited.
The Qingping township owner is a good man.
The content of Mu Wanqing's assessment is very simple, let everyone try to weave on the spot, hand in the finished product, and keep it.
Those who are strong and honest can also stay for other tasks, such as transportation and logistics.
"Are you literate?"
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads one after another. Xiliang's literary style was not strong, and not many men went to school, let alone women.
Mu Wanqing knew that this was going to happen, and she was not disappointed, "I need to be in charge of things, I will be able to make statistics and reports, and understand the announcements conveyed above. These all require people who can read and write. Of course, the salary is double that of ordinary workers. "
For ordinary workers to complete fixed tasks, they have 20 cents a day. If they exceed the amount, they will be calculated by pieces, and they will also have one tael of silver a month for their hard work.
This is sky-high.
Basic management is one tael of silver, middle-level management is two taels of silver, and high-level management is five tael of silver.
When everyone heard it, they were envious and jealous, but what if they were illiterate?
Seeing this, Mu Wanqing threw a bait, "I will run a literacy class, anyone who is interested can come and listen. Those who pass my assessment within a month will be directly promoted to grassroots management."
She is willing to give them a chance so that they can learn to renew themselves and survive in the world on their own.
Sure enough, under the temptation of money, who can resist?
Everyone joined the literacy class with 120,000 enthusiasm while working. It was difficult at first, but what could be more difficult than being hungry?
A month later, several women successfully passed Mu Wanqing's assessment, became team leaders, and scattered to various departments.
Mu Wanqing deliberately built a high wall between the workshop area and the farm, so that they are independent and do not affect each other.
Each workshop is also separated and strictly controlled. After all, there are secrets everywhere.
The complete set of samples of sweaters, pants, gloves, socks and scarves were sent to Du Shuai's house as a boxing gift.
Du Shuai made a decision on the spot after trying it on, and ordered 50,000 sets for his soldiers to wear, which is closer to the body and warmer than the reeds.
When Mrs. Du and Miss Du's family appeared on social occasions wearing sweaters, they immediately attracted the attention of the upper class, and they all went crazy.
The Mu clan won't treat themselves badly when they make money, they have two sets of staff.
In the snack street, everyone wears it like this, which has become a beautiful landscape, and diners will naturally ask about it when they see it.
No, it triggered another wave of buying frenzy.
There is no worry about sales at all, only the lack of manpower, which is still not the case of opening a store.
Second Master Mu came back from Ganzhou and found that his daughter was doing well and the sweater was in short supply.
"Qing'er, we still have to recruit people. It would be nice if we could weave them into pieces at will."
He just said it casually, but Mu Wanqing suddenly became enlightened.
Ah, how did she forget the sweater and twister? She had seen it in a cashmere store.
She tried hard to recall, drew a few drawings, and asked the blacksmith to make them according to them.
Being busy, the servant said, "The little general is here."
Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting that there is such a number one person, she also changed her clothes lazily, washed her face and went out.
In the living room, the young man stood upright, looking out the window with a solemn expression.
Hearing the movement, he turned his head sharply, his eyes were bright, and his eyes were surprisingly bright. "Wanqing, I'm back."
Mu Wanqing looked at him a few times, she was dressed in the dust, hasn't she gone home yet? "How did you come?"
Du Shaoxuan's smile collapsed, "Aren't you welcome? I'll see you as soon as I get back."
"How could it be, it's too late to be happy." Mu Wanqing greeted him with a smile and sat down, and the servants brought tea and snacks, so busy.
Mu Wanqing ordered, "Come on, let the kitchen make Mala Tang and Roujiamo, put more braised pork, and cut a few plates of braised pork."
"Yes."
These are all Du Shaoxuan's favorite foods, and there was a smile on his face, "I also want to eat the bone soup noodles that you made by yourself."
Mu Wanqing hasn't cooked for a long time, "Why are you so picky?"
"Can't you?" Du Shaoxuan looked at her fixedly, as if there was a trace of grievance.
"Okay, why not?" Mu Wanqing stood up, "I'll cook now..."
Du Shaoxuan smiled and stopped her, "Sit down first, let's chat for a while, don't worry about eating noodles."
Mu Wanqing was a little speechless, what are you doing? For a while want to eat, and for a while say no.
The two chatted wildly, without any strangeness, and they were still friendly and friendly.
Du Shaoxuan's heart gradually calmed down, and she had a very quiet temperament, which made people want to approach involuntarily.
"Why don't you ask me where I've been these past few months?"
Mu Wanqing was silent, "I'm not interested in catching spies. It's a secret from the DPRK, don't tell me."
"I've traveled to all borders and broke my leg. It's really hard," Du Shaoxuan was sent out to experience. As the heir of the Du family army, Du Shuai hopes that his son will not only be able to fight.
"However, I didn't forget to bring you a present. Do you like it?"
With a big wave of his hand, he moved in the large boxes and lined them up, which was quite spectacular.
Mu Wanqing took a few glances. It was a local specialty and a treasure of clothing, but the quantity was a bit large. Did you collect it every time you went to a place?
"I like it, as long as you give it." As long as it is someone else's heart, she likes it.
She did not refuse, but accepted it generously. Anyway, she had the spare energy to return the gift.
Seeing her so calm, Du Shaoxuan was very happy.
Mu Wanqing suddenly remembered something, "You haven't returned to the mansion, so you mustn't have seen the sweater and pants I sent to the mansion? Those close-fitting clothes are so warm..."
Du Shaoxuan glanced at her, pretending to be absent-minded, "I don't wear underwear woven by other women."
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes. When she first read A Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Baoyu didn't wear other people's needlework, so she thought what was wrong with these noble sons?
Aren't they all the same?
Du Shaoxuan pursed his lips slightly, "What do you mean? Are you scolding me in your heart?"
Mu Wanqing was a little perfunctory, "How come? We are friends."
Friends are mutually inclusive and interdependent relationships.
Du Shaoxuan looked at her fixedly, his eyes deep and dark as ink, "Then you knit me a set, sweaters, sweaters, pants, scarves, hats, socks, gloves, and I want them all."
Mu Wanqing: What kind of medicine did he take wrong?
"Do you know how long it takes to knit a set of sweaters? It takes a few days for fast movements, ten days and a half for slow movements, and if I don't do other work, how can I have time when I'm so busy? Neither set was knitted by me."
"But I still want it!" Du Shaoxuan was extraordinarily persistent, and a pair of black pupils looked at her intently.
Mu Wanqing felt that it was strange that he came back this time, with some changes, but he couldn't tell where he had changed.
"You don't talk a little..." She just opened her mouth, but when she saw her own shadow in his focused pupils, she couldn't help being stunned.
He...he doesn't?
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