After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister Chapter 15

    The two of them walked out in dismay, their heads lowered, and said cautiously, "Master, the elders in the family are losing their temper, we dare not discuss things with her, we just thought about going. Where can I get some platform shoes."

    Hearing this, the official did not pay attention to their faces, and glanced at the tattered embroidered shoes on their feet, his eyes lit up, "There are thousands of layers of shoes, a pair of half taels of silver. ."

     Mrs. Mu gasped, so expensive? Why don't you go grab it?

    But, it's not enough if you don't buy them, all the embroidered shoes are given by relatives and friends, which are not very useful.

    Of course, I can't blame them, they have no exile experience.

    "Then, give me five pairs."

    Blood dripped from her heart when she gave money, these officials are vampires! Everything costs money, and it's very expensive to sell.

    Mu Wanqing slept on the soft bed without dreams, and slept until dawn.

    She was woken up by Mrs. Mu Er, and wiped the wet towel on Mu Wanqing's face gently, "Get up, we're going. There's a lot of walking today, so be sure to Get to the inn before dark."

    Mu Wanqing woke up a little, took the towel and wiped it carefully before looking outside.

    The sky is still bright.

    As soon as she got dressed, the mouthwash cup was brought to her. She gargles randomly, and chewed tea leaves to refresh her mouth.

    Mr. Mu stuffed her with a cake, and she walked away while eating. When the mother and daughter went out, they basically came.

    The Mu family turned their heads when they saw them, turning a blind eye.

    Mu Wanqing walked over slowly, hey, my mule cart has changed a lot, and I got a thatched roof, which can be warm in winter and cool in summer, not bad.

    Second Master Mu, who was standing beside the mule cart, was very proud. It was the result of his work in the middle of the night. "I put a layer of tarpaulin under the thatch, and put two rain-proof curtains next to the car window, so that it won't be afraid of rain, and now everything I don't need is tied to the roof of the car."

    This can't be done in a short time, he is still wearing shackles, Mu Wanqing is a little surprised, "When did you get up? Why don't you rest for a while? Your hand..."

    Her complexion changed, only to see Second Master Mu's wrist frayed by the shackles and stained with blood.

    Second Master Mu subconsciously wanted to hide his hand, but he forgot that there was no way to hide it, and grinned, "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt."

    Mr. Mu's eyes were red, and she said angrily, "If you can't move, just stay and get some thatched roof? Let me see."

    "No, I'm really fine."

    "Come here quickly." Mrs. Mu grabbed him, "Qing'er, take out the medicinal powder and find a clean cloth."

    Mu Wanqing answered and pulled out the small medicine box, which was filled with medicine and gauze.

    Mr. Mu applied medicine for him, and wrapped gauze around her wrist, so that the shackles could be separated from the skin contact, which played a protective role.

    "Do the same for the children." Second Master Mu shouted at the crowd, and brothers Mu Ziang came out of nowhere.

    The wrists of the two were bruised to varying degrees, and both of them had fine skin and tender flesh that could not stand the rubbing. Mrs. Mu Er was heartbroken, but could not do anything.

    In order to prevent exiles from rioting, the shackles will not be opened along the way, but there is still a long way to go.

    Mu Wanqing pursed her lips slightly, "Mother, don't be sad, the shackles of father and brothers will be lifted soon."

    Everyone just took her as a word of comfort, smiled and nodded, but they didn't take her seriously.

    Mu Wanqing's eyes drooped slightly, and her mind turned rapidly.

    As soon as the gongs and drums rang, and they were about to go on their way again, Second Master Mu urged softly, "Qing'er, you and your mother hurry up and get in the car, I'm leading the mule in front."

    Then there is no need for a driver.

    Mu Wanqing's eyes fell on his wrist, "Dad, you should rest."

    My daughter's filial piety to the second master Mu is very useful, but if she insists on letting her in the car, the girl should be pampered.

    She lifted the curtain and got into the carriage, good guy, the pile of supplies was neat and occupied half of the car, which was the result of her trying to control her desire to buy.

    The space suddenly became smaller, it could only accommodate two people, and they had to sit next to each other.

    The bottom of the carriage was covered with two layers of thick bedding, and Mu Wanqing simply sat on it, which was quite soft.

    Mr. Mu Er sat beside her, picked up the needle money box and the cloth and started to work.

    You have to prepare a change of underwear, autumn clothes in winter, and everyone has two sets, as well as shoes and socks.

    Daughter has already greeted them in advance, the further west the colder, the colder the winter in Liangcheng is not ordinary.

    As Mu Wanqing lay by the window and looked out, the team of several hundred people had changed differently.

    First of all, Mrs. Mu brought a donkey cart, and she sat on it with her two sons and a few children.

    Mu Jinyao was clumsily driving the donkey cart, a little out of the way, and slowly adjusted her studies. But the speed of the team was very slow, and Mrs. Mu was leading the donkey cart in front, so nothing happened.

    It seems that Mrs. Mu is still standing at the top of the pyramid, her two sons are in the second row, several great-grandchildren and Mu Jinyao are in the third row, and Mrs. Mu is a manager.

    As for the scooters, there are one for each of the three rooms in the big house, and the supplies are also separated.

    In the other team, the Fang family got a carriage from somewhere, and let their trembling ancestors and young children sit. I have to say, the Fang family is still quite capable of.

    What does this change indicate? It means that the official in charge is a normal person who knows how to be flexible and loves money. Well, he just doesn't have the hobby of punishing criminals.

    I heard before that some officials like to torture prisoners, the more miserable they are, the happier they are.

    After analyzing the information, she got an idea and started to fiddle.

    The carriage is narrow and inconvenient to move around, so if you can't spare your hands, then make the simplest oil tea noodles.

      There is a burnt aroma, the color has turned dark yellow, and the sweet aroma of the food is tangy, and it will be cooked for two more minutes, and then put it aside.

      , The cited second lady Mu looked up.

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    She filled two bowls, added a little sugar, poured in water and stirred it until it became a paste, and handed it to Mrs. Mu Er.

    Mr. Mu Er took a sip and was stunned, "This thing looks ordinary, why is it so delicious? The tangy aroma of sesame seeds, the fruity aroma of peanuts, and the unique flavor of flour. Aroma, mixed into a very attractive fragrance..."

    Before the words were finished, the curtain was pulled open, and mu Ziang came over with a smile, "sister, what are you eating? I want to eat too."

    He is at a growing age, and he always feels hungry and wants to eat.

    Mu Zicheng also looked at it eagerly. The aroma was so strong that everyone around could smell it and sniffed their noses.

    Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, "All share."

    Mr. Mu put down the bowl and mixed three bowls with water following the steps her daughter just did.

    Mu Wanqing found a bowl and handed it to Second Master Mu, "Father, send it to Master Zeng."

    Second Master Mu is very happy, I don't think there is any problem, and if they have a good relationship with the officials, they can suffer less.

    It stands to reason that convicts can only walk on their feet and cannot ride in a car, but if they turn a blind eye, you have to show something.

    "OK."

    Master Zeng was riding a big horse and walking slowly not far from the mule cart, and he had already smelled that seductive fragrance.

    Seeing the bowl in Mu Erye's hand, he raised his eyebrows, "This is?"

    Second Master Mu warmly introduced, "The oil tea noodles made by the little girl can be drunk with a little water. It is very convenient and can be stored for a long time. If you like salty, add some salt. If it is sweet, put some sugar, and if the taste is not too heavy, it will be delicious without it.”

    Sir Zeng was about to move when he smelled the aroma of the food, so he dismounted happily, jumped directly to the carriage next to him, and took a bowl. He liked sweet, put some brown sugar in it, and the aroma was overflowing immediately.

    He took a sip, his eyebrows and eyes widened, thick, hot, smooth and delicate, and the taste was excellent.

    I have to say, the little girl's craftsmanship is a must.

    A black head poked in, "And secretly eating alone, what's a good thing? It looks ordinary, but it smells good, let me taste it."

    Master Zeng blocked his hand that was about to move, and couldn't wait to take a sip. Vice-team Li couldn't help but be anxious, "Don't finish it all, leave some for me."

    The taste disappeared as soon as he tasted it, and he scratched his heart and lungs, "This craftsmanship is really amazing, why don't you give more?"

    One bite is not enough for him!

    Master Zeng rolled his eyes, some food is good.

     Vice-team Li rolled his eyes, he likes to eat, and he is alive, but eat and drink.

    "Brother Zeng, let her fry us a little more. It's convenient and delicious. It's not like dry food.

    Master Zeng thought, this is a good idea.

    He went directly to Mu Wanqing, Mu Wanqing pondered for a while, "Yes, but I need a big pot, an assistant, my little arms and legs are weak, and this food requires Stir frying all the time, I will definitely not be able to stand it for a long time."

    Master Zeng gave her a deep look, and always felt that she was making up her mind, "I'll call someone for you."

    Mu Wanqing smiled and pointed to the second master Mu who was on the side, "Let my father help me, I am a little girl, and I will marry in the future, I need to avoid suspicion, ah, right , his wrist injury has to give him a buffer time to recuperate."

    Master Zeng twitched the corners of his mouth to avoid suspicion? She dared to throw stones at people, and dared to make old lady Mu stunned, and those who ignored the etiquette should avoid suspicion.

    What kind of joke is this?

    He had to suspect that the good tea noodles were actually the result of her careful planning.

    Forget it, it doesn't really matter.

    "Come here, open the shackles for Mu Zhongping."

    The scene was in an uproar, shocked, stunned, envious.

    Second Master Mu was dumbfounded, unable to believe his ears.

    In a trance, I suddenly remembered what my daughter said, saying that the shackles will be lifted soon.

    The voice is still in my ears, it has only been an hour, and it has been realized? !

    What a fairy daughter! Daughter is awesome! Daughter is the best!

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