After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister Chapter 302

    The left and right servants of the household were accidentally injured and had to recuperate at home. Now the household is headless, and all forces are competing 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 Households. Everyone is eyeing the tens of millions of taels of silver in the treasury.

    Maybe she can take advantage of it and throw a 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 busy with many things, and it cannot be stopped. Someone has to take it up.

    Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows and was accidentally injured? Such a coincidence?

    If you want people to perish, you must first make them crazy.

    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.

      The Qingping Army will give it to you."

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

    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, riding lightly on horses and hurried on the road.

    Mu Wanqing stayed in the carriage all the 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, hurrying on the road was still a chore.

    The day and night were bumpy, and the whole person was uncomfortable. Mu Wanqing, who never got motion sickness, vomited beautifully.

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

    Hey, every time I 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, 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 weight, her eyes filled with worry, "When we are shopping for 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 hand of the maid spilled, and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

    The voice of the guard came from outside, "The road is blocked, and there are funerals."

      This road is blocked.

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

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

    She gave an order, and a group of people surrounded Mu Wanqing's carriage and retreated to the side, letting the other party 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 etiquette." The other party bowed and bowed, polite, but very firm.

    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, they couldn't afford to delay.

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

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

    "Boom." The hidden weapon could pass through Mu Wanqing's hair and hit the wall of the carriage.

    The other party's reaction 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, the arrow flew out and hit 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 exert their advantages, and they can only fight in close quarters.

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

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

    Mu Wanqing took a deep breath and threw an object in the sky, and a fireworks burst into the sky.

    This is an emergency distress signal, hope it works.

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

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

    She took out a few small **** from the drawer in the dark, which can be strangled at close range, but this is also dangerous, and someone must cooperate with the formation.

    And she picked up one of the **** and calmly looked for the target, 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, he couldn't help but turn his head, only to see the plain-clothed woman with cold eyebrows in his hand, arrows not in vain.

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

    He hadn't figured it out yet, before his eyes darkened and he fainted.

    No, the arrow is anesthetized, so treacherous.

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

    Mu Wanqing darts one arrow at a time with an indifferent expression, and does not forget to intimidate, "Do you know the consequences of attacking the high officials of the court? Those who want to punish the nine clans, leave now, and I will forgive you."

    Although there are many people in the Qingping army, the opponent is a martial arts killer, with superb martial arts, killing people without blinking, and their actions are not affected in the wind and rain.

    Seeing that she was already at a disadvantage, 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, this is not good, we will protect you and kill you."

    They are the secret guards personally bestowed by the emperor, and it is their responsibility to protect the safety of Mu Wanqing.

    Mu Wanqing hesitated.

    The Qing Ping Army urged anxiously, "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 way, stay."

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

    This horse has a lot of blood, oh my god, how much will it cost to spend hundreds of killers?

    "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, 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.

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

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

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

    The Royal Palace at night

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

    The Queen Mother looked strange, "Emperor, what's wrong with you?"

    The emperor didn't know why, but he was restless. "It's okay, mother."

    The queen mother looked at him distressedly, "You stayed up late again to criticize the memorial? 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 good in everything, but he is too diligent in government.

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

    The queen mother just remembered the topic just now, 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 get a good deal as soon as she enters the door. Give birth to a fat baby."

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

    The queen mother is looking forward to it, "It's not far, not far, and it will be there in the blink of an eye, and the Ai family is waiting to hold the grand-nephew, and I will be satisfied with two."

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

    The emperor was speechless, "It may also be a grandniece."

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

    She doesn't like Mu Wanqing's dominance, but if it's her own girl, she can still accept it, and she feels pretty good.

    Your Majesty: ...is this double standard really good?

    The chief **** came, "Your Majesty, Commander Wuyiwei is asking for an interview. It seems that something has happened."

    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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