After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister Chapter 45

    "It's dinner."

    The Mu family immediately rushed over with their rice bowls in their hands, their eyes lit up with excitement, and the pots of steaming braised pork were so fragrant.

    The crowd was crowded into a group, Mu Wanqing couldn't help frowning, "Walk in line, don't rob, men line up there, women and children line this side, if you don't line up, there will be no meal."

    Maintain a good order before starting to eat, and divide into two groups in an orderly manner.

    Mr. Mu Er made rice, and Mu Wanqing made meat. She slapped the braised pork with dried plums and vegetables on the rice with a spoonful.

    A mouthful of rice and a mouthful of braised pork, everyone had a happy smile on their faces, the braised pork was soft and glutinous, and the soul was fragrant when swallowed.

    "It's delicious, if only it were like this every day."

    "What a beautiful thing to think about, how expensive is this meat and rice."

    "How do you make this braised pork, it's so delicious."

    "It should be Miss San's secret recipe, how does she know so much?"

    "I heard that she loves to read books. There is a golden house in the book."

    Mu Rongxue quietly walked away with a big bowl full of food, Mu Wanqing glanced lightly and said nothing.

    Mu Wanqing looked down and saw that this child was unfamiliar, "Little boy, whose child are you? What's your name?"

    The little girl looked greedy, "My name is Fang Yuting, beautiful sister, I want to eat meat."

    Fang's? Mu Wanqing patted the child's head and smiled slightly, "Did you sneak out?"

    Here are all the Mu family who support Mu Wanqing, those who do not support her are locked in the house, and the Fang family are also hiding in the house, not showing up.

    The little girl blinked her eyes, "How do you know?"

    Mu Wanqing took a bowl, made a bowl of rice, half a spoonful of braised pork, poured a spoonful of gravy, and then handed the rice bowl to the little girl, "Here, take it back to eat. "

    The little girl's eyes lit up with joy, "Thank you beautiful sister, you are so kind."

    Everyone had enough to eat and drink, and they were very satisfied with their stomachs.

    This is life.

    A clan member said cautiously, "Miss San, no, patriarch, when will the materials be released? Our mother and son's clothes are all torn out of shape."

    His name is Mu Ji, he is young, there is only one widowed mother in the family, and his life is not well-off.

    The other tribe gave him a wink, "What are you in a hurry, there will always be, we have to believe... the patriarch."

    Such a hurried questioning seemed to disbelieve Mu Wanqing, which was not good.

    Mu Wanqing held her chin lazily, "There will be meat, and there will be cloth."

    As soon as the voice fell, mu Zicheng ran in excitedly, "sister, the fabric has been moved here."

    The most they don't lack is fabric.

    Although it is the most common linen, it is brand new and durable.

    Mu Wanqing touched the fabric and looked at the Mu clan who were eager to move, "Then let's start, eldest brother, you are in charge, Sixth Uncle and Sixth aunt, please come and help together."

    She intends to exercise her eldest brother, and the sixth uncle and six aunts have rich experience, so she can be regarded as her confidant by standing firmly on her side this time.

    Six uncles and six aunts readily agreed, and mu Zicheng couldn't help asking, "Do children have them too?"

    Everyone looked at Mu Wanqing eagerly, Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, "All."

    The crowd erupted in cheers, "Miss San, you are more fair than Mu Zhongde and won't treat you differently."

    Mu Zhongde is different, having a good relationship with him has many advantages. Ordinary clansmen don't like to take care of them when they come to the door in difficult situations.

    Everyone was happily distributed, everyone had a share, and the scene was beaming.

    Mu Wanqing did not intervene, but watched.

    Mu Zicheng was a little hectic at first and made a few mistakes, but then it became smooth.

    Six uncles and six aunts cooperated tacitly, so the process went very fast.

    Everyone didn't go back to the house after they got the cloth, but waited quietly. When the last person got the cloth, Mu Wanqing stood up and coughed, "I have something to announce. "

    "You speak." The tone of the speaker is extremely respectful.

    It can be said that the clothes and meals have helped Mu Wanqing to attract a lot of people's hearts. As for whether it can be maintained, it depends on Mu Wanqing's methods.

     "Starting tomorrow, the mortals who are over the age of seven and under the age of 20 will have an hour of training every night, both men and women."

    Everyone was a little at a loss, "Ah, what training?"

    Mu Wanqing has already made up her mind that both learning and ideological education must be grasped, and both hands must be hard.

    Only clansmen can stand on their own and have skills, and she can save trouble as a clan leader.

    "Rational and Math, I take classes in person and take an exam every ten days. The first place will be awarded 10 taels of silver, the second place will be awarded 5 taels, and the third place will be awarded one tael."

    The crowd exploded with excitement, "Twelve taels, are you sure?"

    They don't ask what is rationalization, only money is in their minds.

    Just pay!

    Ten taels of silver, one-tenth of a carriage!

    "Very sure." Mu Wanqing smiled slightly. The content of the course was determined by her, so that she could carry private goods with her.

    To put it bluntly, brainwash them.

    Forget the older generation, the three views have been formed, the thinking is rigid, and the transformation is too difficult.

    She simply gave up this group of people and chose the next generation of young people who are active and easily influenced.

    She believes that this journey is enough for her to win these young people over.

    Once the young people have become her die-hards, how can the older generation struggle? It's called the bottom line.

    Mu Ji grimaced, "Does everyone have to participate? I only know a few words."

    The Mu family has a family to study. Going to school is free, but you have to bring your own pen and paper.

    The poor family cannot afford this expense.

     "Yes, this is a collective activity for the young people of the Mu family, and no one can be absent."

    Learning mathematics is just a way to observe the strengths and weaknesses of these people and classify them according to different situations.

    Some people are interested in business, some have talent in management, and some are sensitive to numbers, so they should cultivate in different aspects.

    What she wants is not only a diehard, but also a helper.

    Seeing that everyone was still talking, Mu Wanqing was a little sleepy, so she took Mrs. Mu back to her room. "Mother, I brought a lot of gifts back to pick for you."

    "It's the best gift for you to come back safely." Mrs. Mu Er held her daughter's hand tightly, "However, it is a thank you gift for Miss Yu to choose."

    "Okay." Mu Wanqing had no objection. Tonight is the carnival of the Mu clan, so Fourth Miss Yu avoided it and ate the meal in the house.

    At the door of the room, someone has been waiting for a long time, "Miss San."

    Mu Wanqing waved her hand in a very free and easy manner, "Patriarch Fang, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you."

    Patriarch Fang's pupils trembled slightly, is she waiting for him? "Miss San is resourceful and extremely smart, and Fang Mou admires her..."

    Good words come as soon as they open their mouths, without repetition.

    Mu Wanqing didn't want to hear these useless things, and cut to the chase, "Aren't you trying to test me by asking your little granddaughter to come over for meat? Ming."

    The feedback is to follow her to eat, and the Fang family received it, so it will appear here.

    "I'm..." Fang Patriarch took a deep breath and looked worried, "Those who came to surrender, this is the list of the Fang family, I just want to be treated equally with the Mu family."

    The list was his surrender gift, but Mu Wanqing didn't take it. This old fox pretended to be the same thing, and the worried expression was not suitable for an official old fritter.

      I'll be the master and you, and wait until Liangcheng to dismantle them, what do you think?"

    Patriarch Fang couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but the result was what he wanted and the bottom line he set for negotiation.

    He thought it would be difficult, but he didn't expect that Mu Wanqing didn't see the Fang clan at all, and didn't mean to take over.

    He took the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and bowed deeply, "It's all up to the third lady."

    Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, thinking about it, although she is not interested in the other party's family, but for the long-term plan, she can still make arrangements in advance. "Our Mu family is going to open a small class, are you interested?"

    She didn't plan to be disadvantaged to the other's family, she just wanted to cultivate a few loyal ones, it was really short of manpower.

    Patriarch Fang doesn't know what to do with this so-called small class, but he doesn't dare to refuse directly, so go ask first.

    "This...I'll go back and ask, if the clan is interested in sorting out a list, would you mind?"

    Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, "Of course, it's all voluntary."

    Seeing that she was not coercive, Fang Patriarch secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he thought too much, and the third lady was really frank.

    He wanted to bind with Mu, but he didn't want to bind too deeply, for fear of being swallowed.

    Miss Mu San's methods are too clever, he asks himself that he can't bet on humanity.

    The two talked for a long time about future cooperation, and Mu Wanqing listened to all actions, this is the only criterion.

    Patriarch Fang still has the right to manage the Fang clan.

    After reaching an agreement on all items, the family head Fang heaved a sigh of relief, and before leaving, he couldn't help but ask, "By the way, what will Miss San do if I don't come? "

    Mu Wanqing had a smile on her face, but the words she said had a coldness, "Pull one and lift the other, divide it and transform it, vertical and horizontal."

    It's not that she has to intervene in the internal affairs of Fang's family, but that she needs to manage and act together along the way.

    To use the simplest analogy, the Mu family has a carriage and can hurry on the road. They can travel 200 kilometers a day, while the Fang family can only walk on their feet. .

    If the pace is inconsistent, then it will be a hindrance.

    Fang Patriarch:…

    As expected of Miss Mu San.

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