Chapter 274

Du Shuai woke up, everyone was relieved, and the queen mother pulled Du Shuai's old tears, almost forever.

Mu Wanqing looked at the thin and impersonal Du Shuai, and felt a little sour in her heart, but he still survived no matter what.

"Du Shuai, congratulations."

Du Shuai couldn't speak, he just blinked.

He still needed to recuperate, and everyone didn't stay too long. As soon as Mu Wanqing went out, he was surrounded by imperial physicians.

"Qingping County Lord, where did your solution pill come from? Is there any more? Can you give us one for research?"

They haven't cracked the antidote so far, and Du Shuai's awakening is the effect of Mu Wanqing's antidote.

Mu Wanqing looked regretful, "It's only one, hey, if I knew the detoxification pill was real, I might be reluctant to take it out."

The Imperial Physician didn't really believe it, "Really not?"

It stands to reason that the only antidote is the treasure at the bottom of the box. Unless you are dying to use it, how can you give it to others?

They must be reluctant to put it in their own perspective.

"If there is, I'll just crack it and put it in the store and sell it. How can I be worthy of myself if I don't sell it for tens of millions?" Mu Wanqing stroked her chest with an unbearable look, "Hey, I lost tens of millions, it hurts my heart. ."

Her image of making money is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone actually believed her words.

Others may treasure it, but for Mu Wanqing, making money is the most important thing.

Even the courtiers who were old and tricky were convinced, which shows how successful Mu Wanqing's creation was.

Mu Wanqing retreated safely, and the Queen Mother also rewarded her with many good things.

Everyone thought it was over, but soon after, news came out that Mrs. Du had died of a sudden illness.

Violent death? Mu Wanqing, who was having dinner, heard the news and had a chopstick in her hand. How could it be possible?

The maid asked softly, "Are you going to check?"

Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes and said, "No need, get ready, I will come to express my condolences tomorrow."

"Yes."

White lanterns were hung up in the Du residence, and everyone in the residence tied up white cloths, leaving a vast expanse of white.

Officials from the DPRK and China came to the door with their relatives to offer their condolences. They wore plain clothes and looked extremely solemn.

Mu Wanqing was wearing a blue dress, no makeup, but only a pair of pearl earrings.

She walked into the white mourning hall, Miss Du and her three children knelt in front of the mourning hall, all of them pale.

Mu Wanqing stepped forward, put on the three pillars of fragrance, and watched it for a while.

No matter what, everything has settled, dust to dust, dust to dust.

She walked up to the emaciated Miss Du Er, "Sorry, take care, this family depends on you for support."

Du Er's strength was as strong as being poked with a hole, and Dou Da's tears rolled down her face. She was under too much pressure these days.

Her mother died suddenly, her father could not get out of bed, her sister and brother were still in Xiliang.

She had to rely on her to take care of things inside and out. Fortunately, the Queen Mother was sympathetic and sent the elderly in the palace to help with the funeral.

With the help of these people, nothing went wrong, and the funeral was handled decently.

"I have already written to inform Zedi and the eldest sister, but they couldn't catch up." This was her biggest regret.

"Everyone didn't expect it to happen suddenly." Mu Wanqing sighed softly in her heart, "Is it convenient to meet Du Shuai?"

Second Miss Du shook her head slightly, with pain in her eyes, "Father is too sad, and he has fallen ill."

Mu Wanqing didn't ask for it, she just asked as usual, and patted Er Miss Du on the shoulder, "If you need help, just ask."

Miss Du Er grew rapidly during this period, and her expression became more determined, "Thank you, there is the palace to help with cooking, everything is okay."

When leaving, Mu Wanqing looked back, her eyes flickered slightly, and the meaning was unclear.

The maid noticed something different, "Master, is there any problem?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head, "No, let's go."

The deceased is gone, the past cannot be traced back, everything is gone with the wind.

As soon as Mrs. Du died, the discussions surrounding her vanished, her reputation was still clean, and so was the Du family.

The funeral was very solemn, and both the empress dowager and the emperor took great care of them, and specially sent the eldest prince to offer condolences.

As soon as these two expressed their opinions, the others followed, and the upper circles in the capital all went.

Only, Du Shuai did not show up from the beginning to the end, nor did he show up at the funeral. Everyone was worried and said that Du Shuai and his wife were deeply in love. How could he bear this sudden death?

This one after another, poisoning and wife bereavement, Du Shuai is too miserable.

It is estimated that this body will be finished, and it will not last long. Maybe next time will hear the funeral of Du Fu.

There is sympathy, compassion, schadenfreude, and great joy.

After the funeral of the Du family, he closed the door to thank guests, quit the social circle, concentrated on the mourning, and fell silent all of a sudden.

When Du Shaoxuan's sister and brother arrived in the capital, everything was dealt with. After crying bitterly in front of the tomb, Du Shaoxuan stayed beside him for 100 days.

Du Shaoxuan only sent a dozen boxes of gifts to the county master's mansion, but he didn't come to the door. It is not easy for people who have funerals to run around, and many people are taboo.

Mu Wanqing looked at it, in addition to the various gifts he gave, there were also New Year gifts that his parents, brother and sister-in-law entrusted him to bring.

She pulled out a few large pieces of wool, drew the pattern herself, and asked people to make new clothes.

As the New Year is approaching, there are many things to do, and Mu Wanqing's busy feet do not touch the ground.

At the meeting, the civil and military officials reported on the results of the year's work.

Mu Wanqing was no exception and followed suit. However, she read it with the list in hand. The long list was all the fruits of her labor this year.

With the promotion of kapok and potato and corn, people everywhere can have a good year.

This is comparable to other departments, and the officials of the Ministry of Household hold their heads high and are particularly proud.

Cifu suddenly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, want to hold a city-wide lantern festival during the Chinese New Year, and the city will have fun together, and the curfew will be lifted during the period."

The minister of officials also came out, "This minister agrees, since the emperor has been on the throne, he has worked hard and worked hard, the people live and work in peace and contentment, the treasury is full, and all walks of life are prosperous. There is already a prototype of a prosperous age, and it is time to congratulate him."

"This minister agrees, such a grand event should be celebrated well, and let the common people feel the royal grace."

"This minister believes that Master Cifu will take the lead, and the Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Rites, Ministry of War, Ministry of Punishment and Ministry of Industry will co-organize this matter together."

There are only five departments, and only the Account Department was kicked out.

The Ministry of Household official was stunned for a moment, his face was a little unsightly, and they were excluded. What do you mean?

Is there such a thing?

The emperor raised his eyebrows, "Five departments jointly handle?"

The Minister of Personnel nodded naturally, "Yes, the Ministry of Household is usually too hard, this time let them rest well, we are very considerate, this time we will take the responsibility..."

"Haha." A mocking voice sounded, it was Mu Wanqing, she looked at everyone with a half-smile.

All of them are old oilers, their faces are not even red, and they want to win the lottery.

Usually, the Ministry of Accounts is too high-profile, has too much credit, and is unique in the limelight. How can it be done?

They also have to stand up, show their strength, and make a splash.

The emperor could see their thoughts clearly, "Qingping County Master, what do you say?"

In fact, Mu Wanqing didn't want to work overtime. She had a good New Year without worrying about anything. She ate and drank every day.

However, they were doing this behind her back, and she felt a little unhappy. If she had spoken to the ward in advance, she might have given some good suggestions.

When others work overtime, she goes shopping and eating, how nice.

She cupped her hands, "It's all up to the emperor, I listen to the emperor."

The emperor likes to hear such words. If everyone is like Mu Wanqing, he will be too worried.

"You hand over the regulations. Let's talk about it first. How much does the whole city lantern fair cost? How much can you earn back?"

He has experienced the pain of not having money, the enemy army is pressing the border, but the court can't pay the military expenses, and he still remembers it fresh.

He usually maintains a simple living habit, and he has reduced the dishes when he eats. How can he let others waste the money of the national treasury?

Everyone looked at each other, never expecting to get stuck at this level.

Mu Wanqing knew their virtues, "You don't just want to spend the money from the treasury, and use the money from the treasury to add money to your faces and gain political achievements, right? No? No?"

The money in the treasury is all hard earned by her and her subordinates, and no one wants to squander it, hum.

"By the way, if you don't use the money from the national treasury and donate money all by yourself, I have no problem."

To use the money from the national treasury, the Minister of the Household has to nod and sign.

Everyone is bad, but the emperor's eyes lit up, this is a good idea.

The second assistant couldn't help but feel anxious, for fear that the emperor would be persuaded by Mu Wanqing, "Emperor, we have calculated, it will cost about two million taels of silver, not much."

In the past, there was no 500,000 taels of silver on the account, but now the tone is big.

"As for making money, this... should be able to recover 200,000 taels."

He is also not sure, or let the merchants pay some money?

Mu Wanqing hates extravagance and waste. If you invest, she can understand.

However, if you only want to spend money to gain a good reputation, why should the Ministry of Household pay for this money?

"Only 200,000? So little? This is a loss-making business. You prodigals, you really don't pay for yourself?"

The second assistant gritted his teeth secretly, "Making money is the responsibility of your household department. What's the point of comparison?"

Mu Wanqing rudely returned, "It's you guys who are comparing with us, you only earn 200,000 with a lot of material and manpower, hahaha."

The ministers of the Ministry of Personnel have all discussed it, and naturally Mu Wanqing will not be disturbed by this matter.

"Don't get into money all day long, this lantern festival is a celebration of the people getting out of the shadow of war and living a good life with plenty of food and clothing under the leadership of the emperor. I wish Kang Zhengchao a prosperous and prosperous future, which is of extraordinary significance. "

Mu Wanqing nodded with a smile, "Well, it's very meaningful, but it doesn't hinder making money. Our household department has always focused on improving people's livelihood and benefiting the people, supplemented by filling the national treasury. Basic operation? Oops, don't you guys? Or are you just wasting money on purpose?"

This exaggerated tone is really underwhelming.

The right servant of the household department said coolly, "If we don't care about people's livelihood and only care about filling the national treasury, it will not be a problem to earn 50 to 60 million a year. Hey, in the final analysis, we are still not capable enough, and we earn too little. Qingping County Lord, Otherwise, the benefits for other departments will be cancelled next year, and the book will look better."

Why are they still struggling to make money? There is no such thing.

Mu Wanqing clapped her hands lazily, "This can be considered."

The Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Household said, "Your Majesty, all the officials of the Ministry of Household have written a letter together to cancel the welfare. Anyway, adults in other departments can make money."

Eating their food and drinking their food is not enough, and it is too shameless to think that they don't give much benefits.

"Not bad, not bad." Mu Wanqing stabbed the knife with a smile, "Let them be responsible for themselves. We have a hard time raising unfilial sons."

Everyone's faces turned green, and they couldn't help but stare at them, unfilial son? Say who?

The Ministry of Household official glared back bluntly, talking about you.

The second assistant couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

Well, if you have milk, you are a mother.

The secondary assistant argued on the grounds that Balabala's statement was how important the lantern festival this time was, and asked the emperor to fully support them, and everyone else would help.

If it is done, everyone will have the credit, and it will be able to suppress the Ministry of Accounts.

The emperor looked indifferent, nodded slightly, "It's okay to have my support, but there is one condition, how much you spend, you can earn back double. If you can't finish it, then... all officials will be downgraded by one level, and you will be fined half a year's salary."

Crowd: ...

When the emperor saw that their faces were disheveled, his words changed, "How about you raise funds yourself? The treasury is poor."

Everyone: ... This emperor is too dog!

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