Chapter 302

The servants on the left and right of the household were injured accidentally and had to recuperate at home. Now the household is headless, and all forces are fighting for the temporary management right.

The Ministry of Household is in charge of the world's money and grain, and the treasury is also under the control of the Ministry of Household. Everyone is eyeing the tens of millions of taels of silver in the treasury.

You can't take possession in an open and honest way, but it's okay to do some tricks and take advantage of the situation.

Maybe after taking advantage of it, he threw the mess to Mu Wanqing.

Among them, the sub-auxiliary group who dances the most.

The emperor asked Mu Wanqing to return to Beijing quickly, lest the treasury be emptied.

After all, the Ministry of Household Affairs is so busy that it cannot be stopped, and someone has to take it up.

Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, and was accidentally injured at the same time? Such a coincidence?

Listening to the emperor's tone, he can't hide his disgust with the second assistant. Then, will he continue to balance this set?

If you want to make people perish, you must first make them crazy. This time, the second assistant has gone too far and stepped on the bottom line of the emperor.

You can do this to your colleagues today, and you can do the same to your king in the future.

It can only be said that power is confusing.

Mu Wanqing pondered for a while and called Mu Ji, "I have an urgent matter to go first. We will divide our troops in two ways. You take the others and walk slowly behind, and I will allocate two hundred Qingping troops to you."

This time accompanying the winners and their families, or some clansmen.

This way, Mu Ji and his wife are in charge of external affairs and internal affairs, and they are all in good order.

Mu Ji's face was worried, "Is something wrong in Beijing?"

"En." Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, but didn't say much. "Make arrangements. The elderly and children are relatively fragile. Don't rush on the road, just take it as a tour of the mountains and waters."

"Yes."

The next day, Mu Wanqing set off with people early in the morning, lightly packed and hurried on the road.

Half of the guards were in carriages, and the other half were on horseback. They were divided into three shifts in turn, and they traveled day and night. Those who didn't get their turn would sleep in the carriage and take turns when they woke up.

Mu Wanqing stayed in the carriage the whole time, eating and drinking on the carriage, but no matter how good the road conditions were, no matter how many shock absorbers the carriage was equipped with, it was still a chore to rush the road.

It was bumpy day and night, and the whole person was uncomfortable. Mu Wanqing, who never got motion sickness, vomited gorgeously.

No matter how high her IQ is, her physical strength can't keep up. She is a weak chicken.

Hey, every time miss modern transportation, it only takes a few hours to go anywhere by domestic plane, and the high-speed rail is fast and stable.

"Master, get up and have a bowl of hot and sour soup."

Mu Wanqing lay on the soft couch and glanced at it, feeling a little disgusted, "I don't want to eat anything, I just want to eat a fresh orange, the sweet and sour kind."

She has always been rational and calm, and it is rare to play a little wayward.

The maid looked at Mu Wanqing, whose face had lost a bit of weight, and her eyes were full of worry, "When we buy fresh ingredients in the next town, let people pay attention to see if there are any oranges."

At this moment, the carriage stopped abruptly, the hot and sour soup in the servant's hand spilled, and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

A guard's voice came from outside, "The road is blocked, and there are funerals."

Mu Wanqing struggled to get up, lifted the curtain of the car and looked out. A group of people in plain clothes marched forward with paper banners in their hands. There were about a few hundred people in the white flower, and the road was blocked. .

There is no room for two teams to pass at the same time.

Mu Wanqing thought for a while, "The dead are the worst, let's make way."

She gave an order, and the group surrounded Mu Wanqing's carriage and retreated to one side, allowing the other party to pass first.

The other party was very grateful, and took a few steps forward to express his thanks in front of Mu Wanqing.

The guard politely declined, "No need, let's go first."

"This is the number of etiquette." The other party was holding hands and bowing, politely, but with a very firm attitude.

The guard was a little embarrassed, and came back to ask for instructions.

"Master, do you see?"

Mu Wanqing glanced at the sky, it was dark, it was going to rain, and they couldn't afford to delay.

"Then let him come over and say a few words."

The man was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, with a sad expression on his face. He walked over and gave Mu Wanqing a deep bow, "Thank you for your generosity and generosity. I thank you on behalf of my father."

"You're welcome, it's going to rain soon, carry the coffin up the mountain." Mu Wanqing's words were gentle and generous, and suddenly a white light swept out of the corner of her eyes, and she turned her head subconsciously.

"Boom." The hidden weapon swept through Mu Wanqing's hair and shot against the wall of the carriage.

Mu Wanqing looked at the hidden weapon that penetrated the wood three points, her heart was pounding, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, "There are assassins."

The other party's response was also very fast. He missed a move and immediately pulled out his dagger and flew towards Mu Wanqing.

The maid screamed, ah ah ah.

Mu Wanqing reacted quickly, she immediately raised her arrow sleeve and pressed it lightly, and the arrow flew out, hitting the opponent's eye.

The assassin's eyes darkened, he let out a scream, and lost his head.

All this happened too fast, the Qingping army came around and guarded the carriage in the middle, and the coachman tightened the reins tightly to fix the carriage.

Speaking fast, speaking slowly, this group of mourners picked up the swords hidden in the coffin and attacked frantically.

The biggest advantage of the Qingping Army is long-distance long-distance arrow shooting and gunpowder, and now they are too close, it is difficult to take advantage of it, and they can only fight in close quarters.

Blood splattered everywhere, murderous aura quickly spread out, and it was extremely dangerous.

The opponent was extremely ruthless, and every move was a killer move.

They are ruthless killers! There are so many people! Killer group all out?

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath and threw something up to the sky, and a firework burst into the sky.

This is an emergency distress signal, hope it works.

Rumbling, a thunder flashed, and the majestic rain hit instantly. The dark sky seemed to have broken a big hole, and the heavy rain poured down into a waterfall.

Mu Wanqing looked at it, her face darkened, it was not easy to use gunpowder on rainy days, it seemed that it was a carefully arranged plan.

The group of them traveled in a low-key manner, but they had long been targeted.

She took out a few small dicks from the drawer in the dark, which could be strangled at close range, but it was also dangerous, and someone had to cooperate with them.

And she picked up one of them and looked for the target calmly, and soon she locked on a man in linen and aimed and fired.

"Fuck." The sound of arrows piercing the back and piercing the skin.

The man in linen only felt a sharp pain in his back, and he couldn't help but turn his head, only to see the woman in plain clothes with cold brows in his hand, arrows not in vain.

Isn't she a weak woman? Is the message wrong? Is this the fake Qingping County Lord?

Before he could understand it, his eyes darkened and he collapsed to the ground.

No, the arrow is sedated, so treacherous.

Mu Wanqing threw the other hand to the maid, and everyone around her had learned how to use it. She got the hand and jumped off the carriage, aiming for a chance to get cold.

Mu Wanqing shot an arrow with an indifferent expression, and did not forget to intimidate, "Do you know the consequences of attacking a high-ranking official in the court? Those who want to punish the nine clans, leave now, and I will forgive you."

The other party didn't respond at all. Seeing that it didn't work, Mu Wanqing felt a chill in her heart. It seemed that she didn't find the wrong target, and she knew her identity.

Although the Qingping Army has a large number of people, the opponent is a martial arts killer, with superb martial arts, killing people without blinking an eye, and their actions are not affected at all in the wind and rain.

Seeing that she was already losing ground, Mu Wanqing was so anxious, wouldn't she just run into the street like this?

The dark guard also appeared, with a tense expression, "The county master, it's not good to continue like this, we will protect you and kill you."

They were secret guards personally bestowed by the emperor, and it was their responsibility to protect Mu Wanqing's safety.

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment.

The Qingping Army urged anxiously, "The county master, you go first, hurry up."

The dark guard fished Mu Wanqing out of the carriage, stuffed it in front of him, and rushed out on horseback.

The killer looked at each other, "Chase."

"Want to go? No door, just stay."

In the wind and rain, Mu Wanqing was chased and killed all the way. "Who the hell wants my life?"

This trooper has paid a lot of money, oh my god, how much money will it cost to use hundreds of killers?

The killer is endless, fighting fiercely. He swung his sword over, "Go to the Palace of Hell and ask."

"Stop it." A group of people came on horseback and quickly formed a group with the killer.

Mu Wanqing wiped the rain and blood from her face, and was stunned. Is this a Wuyiwei? Is it the local Wuyiwei? Called by her SOS?

With the addition of this Wuyiwei team, Mu Wanqing could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But the killers don't know what's going on, more and more, as if they can't kill more, the blood is flowing, and the sound of killing is loud.

However, soon, another fully armed team came, and the leader shouted loudly, "Who is fighting in front of you?"

This time it was the local garrison, and the dark guard shouted, "The Princess Qingping is here, come and save people."

This night, countless people came one after another...

night, palace

The emperor was in a trance, holding the teacup without speaking for a long time.

The queen mother looked strange, "Emperor, what's wrong with you?"

The emperor did not know why, but was restless. "It's okay, mother."

The queen mother looked at him distressedly, "You stayed up all night to criticize the memorial again? Your body is the most important thing, why don't you listen? You need to rest more."

The emperor has repeatedly promised not to stay up late, but the queen mother does not believe that this child is fine in everything, but he is too diligent in politics.

The emperor had to change the subject, "Mother, what did you just say?"

The queen mother just remembered the topic just now, and her eyes lit up with excitement, "Your cousin is finally engaged, don't press Qingping County too much, let her take good care of her body, and strive to give birth to a fat baby as soon as she enters the door."

The emperor stroked his forehead and sighed. Apart from himself, the one who was most excited about his cousin's engagement was probably the queen mother.

"Mother, you think too far, it's still early."

The queen mother was looking forward to it. "It's not far, not far, and it will be there in the blink of an eye. The Aijia is waiting to hug the grand-nephew. If there are two, I will be satisfied."

Mu Wanqing is not like a good wife and good mother, and it is unrealistic to expect more children and more happiness.

The emperor was speechless, "It may also be a grand-niece."

The queen mother thought about it for a long time, "If it is like the Princess Qingping, it's fine. If you can support a family, it's a big deal to find a son-in-law."

She didn't like Mu Wanqing's dominance, but if it was her own girl, she could still accept it, and she felt pretty good.

The Emperor: ... Is it really good to have such a double standard?

The chief eunuch came, "Your Majesty, Commander Wuyiwei is asking to see you, it seems that something has happened."

The emperor stood up abruptly and looked at the empress dowager. The empress dowager was very considerate, "Emperor, political affairs are the most important thing, you go."

The emperor returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Wei Shaohui, the commander of Wuyiwei, had been waiting for a long time.

The emperor frowned slightly, "What happened?"

Wei Shaohui tried his best to control his facial expressions, and Mu Mu said, "Your Majesty, the Lord of Qingping County has been attacked, and his life and death are unknown."

"Bump." The emperor's teacup fell and shattered.

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