After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister Chapter 192

    In a secluded alley, Miss Zhao hid in Tibet like a bow, and she managed to escape when others were unprepared.

    A figure flashed in, she rushed forward as if she saw a savior, "Second Master Mu."

    mu Ziang didn't have time to dodge and was hugged, and his warm and soft body came close, his whole body trembled and his heart was pounding.

    "Miss Zhao, you are..." He gently pushed the woman.

    "I..." Miss Zhao hugged him, her voice heavy and sad, "I'm here to see you for the last time, you and I have no fate in this life, let's continue in the next life, I hope you will cherish, May you marry the right wife and have a few lovely children, and I will be happy for you even if I die."

    The more mu Ziang listened, the more wrong she became. She was anxious, "what is immortal, bad luck. I promised you that I will marry you, and give me a little more time. "

    Girl Zhao's face rubbed in his arms, her posture extremely attached, "It's too late, just please don't forget that there was a woman who really loved you, I'm satisfied."

    Her words full of affection and despair shocked mu Ziang, "I'm going to ask my sister, as long as she agrees..."

    To her surprise, mu Ziang didn't ask her why she was afraid, but focused on how to solve it.

    "My sister is a very good person, kind-hearted, chivalrous, sympathetic to the poor and the weak, and doesn't have any opinions. If she likes you, everything is negotiable."

    He praised Mu Wanqing loudly, and it felt like a needle **** in Miss Zhao's ear. In his heart, is Mu Wanqing so important? "She hates me."

    The relationship between their brothers and sisters is not generally good, so as long as the separation is successful, the retribution against Mu Wanqing will be huge, she can be considered a bad breath, um, just do it.

    "She hasn't seen you before, so how can she hate you..." Mu Ziang suddenly realized that something was wrong, held her shoulders and asked, "what happened?"

    Miss Zhao was tearful and pitiful, "Don't ask, my biggest mistake is to fall in love with you, wishing to be with you forever, it's all my fault, but I don't regret it, Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life, and I will die without regrets."

    As she spoke, she shed tears of sadness.

    Tears are like pearls with broken threads, one after another, revealing a different kind of poignant beauty.

    Mu Ziang was most afraid of a woman crying, so she was at a loss, "don't cry, tell me what happened?"

     Miss Zhao cried, "Don't ask, please don't ask."

    Seeing nothing, mu Ziang turned his head and ran away, "I'll go find my sister."

     Miss Zhao finally saw him, but she hasn't achieved her goal yet, how can she let him go? Quickly grab his sleeve.

    "No, don't hurt your brother and sister relationship with the county owner because of me. You have to rely on the county owner to help you. It's not worth it to ruin my future for me. I...As long as I die, everything It's all over, I just ask her to be a lot of adults and let my family go."

    She was tearing up to say goodbye.

    However, mu Zi's heart is fickle, and he can't keep calm about his sister, "wait a minute, you mean, my sister persecutes your whole family? Are you confused? Why are you talking nonsense? "

    Miss Zhao: ...is this his **** understanding?

    She gritted her teeth secretly, and continued tea talk, "Yes, I'm talking nonsense, I deserve to die, Qingping County Lord is so noble, how could there be any mistakes, it's all my fault."

    Mu Ziang is a straight man. He frowned and said, "Look at you, you know how to cry and talk nonsense when you encounter something. Girls should learn from my sister and shed blood instead of tears."

    Why did he think Miss Zhao was like a younger sister? No matter when the younger sister is calm, she looks at the situation with a smile, and has never seen her shed a single tear.

    Often, she just makes others cry.

    Miss Zhao's face turned green, grass! What breed is this man? Is your brain alright?

     Her mind was spinning, and before she could think of a good way, she heard mu Zi'ang's voice, "also, you have to apologize."

    "What?" Miss Zhao was stunned, unable to keep up with the rhythm at all.

    "You misunderstood my sister, shouldn't you apologize?" Mu Zi'ang said it righteously, what a good person his sister is, the people in the city praised it, and the emperor also said yes.

    Miss Zhao is suspicious, implying that her sister is not good.

    Anyway, my sister cannot be at fault, it must be someone else.

    It's not only Mu Ziang who thinks so firmly, but everyone in the Mu family thinks so.

    Mu Wanqing has been brainwashing for so long, and the effect is remarkable.

    Miss Zhao's blood was rolling, this dog man, he actually hit her in the face for Mu Wanqing.

    Does he still want to marry?

    She was in a hurry, and she opened her mouth as soon as her mind became hot, "She...she framed our family as spies in order to prevent me from marrying into the Mu family."

    Mu Ziang's face sank. Miss Zhao thought her words were useful. Who knows, he said something.

    "Impossible, my sister is full of opportunities every day, and the whole Xiliang is under her control. She leaves early and returns late every day, and works overtime every day. How can I take care of my marriage? Which onion is worth her wasting time? Also, she has a noble character, how could she frame others?"

    Mu Wanqing never interferes in her brother's private affairs, at most she helps plan their lives and pave the way for them.

    The more mu Ziang thinks about it, the more wrong, "your family...isn't it really a spy? "

    Miss Zhao spurted out a mouthful of blood and became mad. His trust in Mu Wanqing was so deeply rooted.

    "No no, we are not."

    Mu Zi raised his brows and frowned. He was simple, but he always made some progress with Mu Wanqing for so long, and it was not for nothing that he took so many classes.

     "Okay, I'll check this out. I don't think you're from a bad background, you can't speak, and you're narrow-minded, but you mustn't be a spy. This is national justice."

    Unconsciously, he dropped a lot of filters on Miss Zhao.

    Ms. Zhao's mind was blank, she didn't know how she got home, and the words kept going back and forth in her mind along the way.

    It was not what she imagined.

    Mother Zhao guarded the back door nervously. When she heard the movement, she welcomed her daughter in and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is it done?"

    Miss Zhao looked dazed and grief-stricken, "The Mu family is sick and seriously ill."

    Mother Zhao:…

    Mu Wanqing is really busy, so she doesn't have time to pay attention to these things, so people just stare at her.

    Cotton raw materials have been used up, cotton products can only be sold for half a month, there is no way, it is too popular.

    This year's seeds are still few, only enough for half the land of Shuimu Farm, and the production capacity cannot keep up.

    She has collected the seeds and selected a batch of good seeds, just waiting for the large-scale planting next year.

    In another two years, the production capacity of the Xiliang area will be able to keep up and can be sold all over the country.

    Alcohol can still be supplied, but when will this battle be fought? Every day is burning money, and if it goes on like this, it will be very poor. Right now, Chaoting's food and grass cannot be brought in, and it is up to Xiliang to find a way to solve it.

    To put it bluntly, Xiliang and Northern Chu Xiwu were at war, and the tax silver of Xiliang was burned.

    She frowned slightly, Xiliang's tax and silver were spent on wars, and it was her painstaking efforts to support it for so long.

    How long can Beichu and Xiwu last? Although they gathered the strength of the whole country, the war dragged on for too long and cost a lot.

    Subordinates came in a hurry, "County Lord, the battle report from Ganzhou."

    He handed another thick letter, "This is the letter from the young marshal."

    Mu Wanqing dismantled the battle report first.

    The officials came very quickly, and Mu Wanqing didn't give a **** and made a straightforward announcement.

    "Ganzhou victory, Du Shaoshuai led the soldiers to fight a big victory, Xiwu, North Chu and the two countries sought peace."

    Everyone was smiling and cheering loudly, great, they won, finally the truce is over, and they can rest.

    In the midst of laughter, Mu Wanqing opened Du Shaoxuan's letter. In the letter, Du Shaoxuan couldn't hide her excitement and said a lot.

    Sun Tongzhi couldn't help but ask, "When will the young marshal come back?"

    "I will come back when the two countries withdraw their troops." Mu Wanqing's mouth curved, "Go and report to Du Shuai."

    Du Shuai may have gotten the news, but the process that should be taken still has to go through.

    "Yes."

    As soon as the news of the truce came out, the people rejoiced and couldn't help themselves.

    You can follow Qingping County Master to engage in infrastructure construction and eat with peace of mind.

      Beihou, bestow a thousand taels of gold..."

    Although the Du family has been in charge of the Du family for generations, it is justifiable to get the official canonization of the court.

    Since then, Du Jiajun has completed the alternation of old and new powers, Du Shaoxuan has officially become the head coach, not the young coach anymore, but also a marquis.

    In a short time, there are countless rewards that make people envious.

    In addition, Mu Wanqing presented a batch of wool products, disinfectant alcohol and other novel items, the emperor was delighted.

    However, no one knew that Mu Wanqing also wrote a secret letter.

    The emperor looked at it, was silent for a long time, and called the prince.

     "This is Mu Wanqing's letter, look at it."

    This is also a routine operation, the prince has become accustomed to it and picks up the letter.

    At first, he was a little careless, but as he watched, his expression became more and more serious.

    "This peaceful evolution, change plan... all from the hands of Mu Wanqing? Does she have a think tank?"

    The emperor was half lying on the couch of the imperial concubine, his spirit was very poor, "Maybe there is, maybe not, it doesn't matter. The important thing is, is this plan feasible?"

    The prince looked at the woolen clothes, hats, scarves and socks on the table, as well as two cans of goat milk powder. These inconspicuous things are an important part of the peaceful evolution plan.

    The wool and goat milk from Xiwu, North Chu, was sold to Daqi, and after some processing, it was sold all over the world.

    If the sales volume is large, the demand for sheep will be large. The herdsmen will naturally raise more economic animals and plants and less war horses.

    Everyone has food and drink, enough food and clothing, are you still willing to fight? Ordinary people are definitely not happy.

    Ambitious dignitaries, Mu Wanqing has other strategies to take away their money with luxury goods.

    Have no money, fight a shit.

    "I think it works."

    I don't know how many people will die every year in battles, and the country will waste people and money. Compared with opening up territories, the prince is most eager for peace.

    The emperor nodded slightly, "You are responsible for follow-up on this matter, and specifically connect with the head of Qingping County."

    Prince also intends to have more contact with Mu Wanqing to pave the way for the future, "Yes."

    "The county magistrate of Qingping is very personable and cannot be dealt with with common sense..." The emperor was exhausted, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, "It's best to look at her relatives and give her what she wants. Interests are eternal, but when cold interests are mixed with some warm friendship, there may be unexpected gains."

    He is almost running out of fuel, but he is still pointing at the prince and paving the way for the prince.

    Prince's heart stabbed for a while, "I see, Father, please rest for a while."

    On the tenth day of the new year, the emperor fainted at the palace banquet. Only then did the courtiers know that the emperor was seriously ill.

    The ministers became active, wondering if they could win the merits of the dragon and invest in advance.

    The princes are also eager to try and have a lot of ideas.

    But, before they could move, on the first day of the new year, the emperor passed on the prince in front of the sickbed.

    The crown prince successfully ascended the throne, and the reign name Kangzheng, known as Emperor Kangzheng in history.

    And along with Emperor Kangzheng, there is also a name, Mu Wanqing, the brightest star in the vast history of the Daqi Dynasty, worshipped by countless later generations.

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