After I was Exiled, I Became a Noble Minister

A delicate girl stumbled over, followed by a few swearing bastards.

"Don't run, stop for Lao Tzu."

The girl's eyes lit up when she saw mu Ziang, like a drowning person seeing the last driftwood. He rushed over and hugged his thigh, "Master, they are going to sell me to a brothel, please help me, please."

mu Ziang was stunned, but instead of protecting the woman under his wings for the first time, he suddenly pulled up his feet and took two steps back.

Everyone is stunned, what do you mean?

The woman looked at the empty hands, her expression twisted for a moment, and then pitifully asked for help. "Master, I was originally a daughter of a good family. After my parents died, I was sold by my uncle. I don't want to go to such a dirty place. Please help me. I am willing to serve you as a bull and a horse."

Passers-by came to watch, and when they saw this, they shouted for help, and asked mu Ziang to help.

Mu Ziang was deeply influenced by his sister's three views, and he was no longer the stupid second young master before.

"Shouldn't you report this kind of thing to the officials? Don't you know where the yamen is?"

Mu Wanqing's first class in class was to study the law.

Well, that's how she taught people.

In case of trouble, go to the government instead of rushing forward.

Being a hero is a small thing to hurt yourself, and a big drag on the whole family. Focusing on it, Mu Zhongde was pulled out again and whipped the corpse, taking him as an example.

Don't imitate him, cheat your own family, and the whole family.

It was Mu Wanqing's strong brainwashing, and the Mu clan no longer took the usual path.

Mu Ziang pulled an elder next to him, looking like a local, "uncle, do you know?

The elder nodded subconsciously, "I know."

Mu Ziang said happily, "then please take her to the police."

Everyone was stunned by his show.

The woman bit her lip, her mouth full of blood, and her slender figure trembled like a white flower in the wind, "The government won't care about this kind of thing, woohoo, my life is so bitter."

"The government can't control it?" Mu Ziang was very surprised, "then how can I control it? Girl, you are hurting me! You and I don't know each other, why are you doing this? "

Passers-by:…

The woman was petrified, her lips were trembling, she resisted the urge to swear, "As long as you buy me, you can solve this..."

Before she could finish speaking, mu Ziang jumped up immediately, "I'm poor, I have no money."

After studying accounting, Mu Wanqing stipulated that they should keep accounts every day, and she checked them once every two weeks.

The person who spends the most reasonable money can be rewarded.

As a result, everyone has been calculating and racking their brains, hoping to spend every penny where it is most useful.

Paying for a maid? Don't make trouble, they are all exiles, what kind of maid do they use.

Even Mu Wanqing did it herself and never faked it.

The scene fell into a dead silence, embarrassing, embarrassing.

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Everyone looked at mu Ziang subconsciously. He was wearing a 90% new old clothes, which were made of medium-sized fabrics. One of them was a New Year's gift. Everyone couldn't help but accuse him of being stone-hearted and unwilling to help weak women.

The woman cried even more sadly. "Young master, is it really not possible? If you don't save me, I can only... save my innocence by dying."

It doesn't make sense. Mu Ziang instinctively felt there was a hole. "Why do you guys look like you're singing a show? They're a pair, and they cooperate so well. It's just too routine. My sister gives us situational performances every day."

All kinds of routines are performed, watch it every day, no matter how stupid people are.

As soon as the woman's cry stopped, the second-raters were also stunned.

A chuckle sounded, "Pfft."

Mu Wanqing watched it for a while, and was very satisfied with mu Ziang's performance.

His mind is simple, but he already has a sense of precaution.

She is a person who magically changes fairy tales. Taking a few ready-made dark examples, she can completely smash and reorganize the three views of these people.

Mu Ziang walked over quickly, smiling to please, "sister, is this what you call moral kidnapping? In the name of morality, force others to help, no matter whether others are willing or not. "If you don't help, you're a bad guy."

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, "Yes, helping people is a love, not a responsibility, second brother, you have done a good job this time, you can't have the intention of harming others, and you can't be defensive. none."

Mu Ziang raised her head happily and was praised.

Mu Wanqing looked at the little white flower kneeling on the ground, "Go and tell the messenger behind the arrangement, this little trick is too old-fashioned and outdated, keeping pace with the times is the way to progress ."

As she spoke, her eyes swept to the restaurant opposite, she slowly raised her right hand, raised her middle finger, and made a gesture of contempt.

Everyone:…

By the window of the restaurant box opposite, the two men stepped back in unison.

"Ninth brother, she won't see us, right? No, there are curtains."

Du Shiyi's heart beat faster, inexplicably nervous.

Du Jiu leaned to the window again in disbelief, looking extremely confused, "It shouldn't be."

She is not a fairy, how could she have guessed that they were here? Even guessed that they were behind the scenes?

Mu Shiyi also leaned over and looked at the high-spirited girl from a distance. It was not so beautiful, but her vigor and spirit made people shine.

"Yes, she is clearly gesturing at us, what does that mean?"

Mu Jiu's mood is very subtle, "It's not a good word anyway."

"She's a little strange." As for what's strange, Mu Shiyi can't tell. "Is there still no movement over there, Madam?"

Mu Jiu's face was a little unsightly, "Mrs. said something like that, and Madam has to be a little bit concerned."

Mrs. Du doesn't believe those rumors, the love for so many years is real, whether others are sincere to her, can she still know?

Then you go make trouble."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Du immediately gave up her mind, and she had to wait for her son to come back.

She didn't think they were really friendly, but what if?

Not only that, but the clansmen are not allowed to make trouble, everything depends on what Du Shaoxuan means.

In her heart, her husband and son are tied for the first place, and they are the people she cares about most.

No matter how good the righteous daughter is, can she live better than her own relatives?

All work.

What can Du Jiu do? You can't always go against the direct line.

He can only do things in secret, staring at the snack street day and night.

This led him to inquire about a piece of news. It is said that there are hundreds of snacks in the snack street, bringing together the food of the whole country.

He came up with a bold idea, to get the secret recipe of these snacks first, and then disintegrate from within the Mu family, let Mu Wanqing betray and leave, and taste the taste of losing everything.

He chose mu Ziang, a simple-minded guy, to plant a nail in Mu's.

As a result, this mu Ziang is actually a sick person.

The hero saves the beauty, you are good, don't worry, you have to report it to the officials! Why don't you go to heaven?

Du Shiyi rolled her eyes, "How about I go in person?"

Du Jiu froze for a moment, "What do you want to do?"

Du Shiyi raised his head and waved the fan in his hand, looking suave.

This condescending tone of alms is built on the foundation of his century-old Wang clan.

And no matter how smart Mu Wanqing is, she is nothing but an outlaw.

Du Jiu was silent for a while, "You have a wife."

The girl looked rebellious, like a wild horse that was difficult to subdue.

Du Shiyi's eyes flashed, "She is not a good citizen, so she can't marry me, I will give her the status of a common wife, and then promise to exonerate her, she will not be moved ?"

Freedom from sin, this is the greatest temptation, the freedom that countless exiles dream of.

Du Jiu knew that he was also eyeing this snack street, who would think that the money was too little?

Whether the snack street can do it or not, these secret recipes are real benefits.

"But...she has friendship with the young master."

Du Shiyi's character is more detached and fearless, "You still believe this kind of nonsense? What kind of person is the young master, don't you know? What kind of woman is he? However, how could it be possible to see an exiled female prisoner?"

Du Jiu still has some scruples, "It's just friendship..."

Du Shiyi rolled his eyes, "What kind of friendship can there be between men and women? There are countless possibilities for the dagger to fall into her hands, the only impossible one is the one given by the young master. Speaking of which, Mrs. I care too much about the young master."

He said confidently, "Okay, that's the decision. I won't treat her badly if I succeed. Let her be dressed in fine clothes and food, and have no worries in her life."

Isn't this the dream of every woman in the world? He gave!

Mu Wanqing bought a lot of things, many of which were ingredients for practice, and also tasted local food.

The two of them had big bags and small bags in their hands. Mu Wanqing hadn't had enough time to stroll around, but her eyes lit up when she saw a silver building, "Second brother, let's go in for a walk."

"Do you want to buy jewelry?" Mu Ziang is a careless man and never pays attention to these things. Now, looking at his sister, there is no jewelry, and he can't help but feel distressed, "Alright, I buy it for you."

Little girls of her age are the most beautiful. At this age, Mu Jinyao moved in piles of jewelry, but his sister had nothing!

"Don't you have no money?" Mu Wanqing joked with a smile.

Everyone made some pocket money on the road, but when they got to the border, they stopped and practiced their crafts wholeheartedly.

Mu Ziang has pocket money. "There is always money to buy flowers for mother and sister." It's a big deal to save some money.

Mu Wanqing frowned and smiled softly, the second brother was so kind to her.

She's not bad for this amount of money, but she has a rare heart.

However, in the eyes of some people, this scene is a manifestation of vanity.

Mu Wanqing took her brother into the silver building, and the second child greeted them, swept their eyes over them, and immediately came to the conclusion that the rich, but the social status is not high.

He greeted him with a smile, "What do you two want to see? Do you need me to recommend it?"

Mu Wanqing made a direct request, "The jewelry you wear every day should be of good quality and novel in style."

Little Er responded and ran to tell the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper immediately picked a few items, put them on a plate and brought them to Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing picked up a bead hairpin and said, "In a few days, it will be my mother's birthday. Let's choose a few, and help the eldest brother to choose, and do our best to be filial."

She has expensive jewelry in her hand. She didn't have a chance to come out last time, so she kept pressing the bottom of the box.

But those jewelry are not suitable for everyday wear and are too expensive.

Mu Ziang was stunned, "Ah, I don't know, it's my sister's fault, or my sister's carefulness. Thank you sister for reminding me."

Mother's few jewelry were taken away when the house was raided, and now I don't have a hairpin, I wear it every day, hey, he is too careless.

Mu Wanqing was bowing her head to choose carefully, when a little Er's excited voice came from her ear, "Eleventh Master is visiting the small shop, the small shop is really bright, please take a seat, I'll give it to you. Good tea."

The shopkeeper also hurried over to serve the distinguished guests.

The man's smiling voice sounded, "What are they picking? Show it to me."

Mu Wanqing looked up, wow, the big fat sheep took the initiative to deliver it to the door!

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Moon Shadow Flying Flower;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of private exclusive;