I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

"I don't dare. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration."

Xiao Wu came out of Wende Hall, looked up at the blue sky, sighed silently, got into the carriage, and went home leisurely.

As soon as I got home, I went to the Banyan Tree Hall to tell my mother about the donation to the court.

After Xiao Wu finished narrating, Bai Yunxi twitched the corner of his mouth, "As expected of a big family, everyone is really rich."

Opening one's mouth is a huge blow, and most people can't bear it.

"It hurts to pay some money, but it will save you money and avoid disaster. It is better than letting the officials remember the bastard things they did if they made a mistake one day, and then punish them to the end."

Everyone on the list is not a good bird. In order to resolve personal grievances, they directly use political means to kill their opponents. Although they do not do it themselves, the nature of paying for the murder is the same.

Although everyone in the family has grown so much, they all have their own tricks in private, but as long as they don't expose it openly and are not caught by others, naturally no one will care about it. But isn’t it exposed now?

Listening to Xiao Wu's explanation, Bai Yunxi nodded, this is spending money to buy peace.

"From what you're saying, the officials' opinions on the Mu family are not as strong as usual."

Xiao Wu nodded, "That's true. Prime Minister Mu has been in a high position all year round and is used to monopolizing power. Relying on his past achievements and not taking the officials' reminders to heart, he will suffer a big loss sooner or later."

If you are too greedy for power, you will fall into it sooner or later.

Hearing Xiao Wu's thoughts, Bai Yunxi completely agreed. As long as he is greedy, he is not far from being unlucky.

"Sometimes, you have to be aware of the current situation. When it's time to let go, you must not be greedy, otherwise it will be in vain if you lose your life."

"Mother is right. The old prime minister has two years left. They say those who are smart will be fooled by their cleverness. If they leave early, not only can they leave a good impression on the officials, but even the children and grandchildren of the Mu family will receive preferential treatment. But Mu There are no outstanding descendants in the clan, so the old prime minister is quite shocked and feels a little overwhelmed."

Xiao Wu shook his head, feeling helpless. The lack of support from the tribe is really worrying.

"You were the one responsible for what happened this time. When everyone comes back to their senses, they should not blame you. Be careful in the future to avoid being hated by others."

Regarding this matter, Bai Yunxi was helpless and could only say that some people were too stupid and threw offending things on Xiao Wu, making him the target of public criticism.

I have to accept it, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the official family.

Taking away so much money at once would make her vomit blood.

Even if everyone knew who was behind the scenes, they wouldn't dare to show their teeth. They would definitely go elsewhere because they were holding their breath. Xiao Wu was the punching bag.

"Be careful in the near future to avoid being trapped in a sack."

Xiaowu: "..."

The matter has come to an end. The best thing to do is to keep a low profile in the near future.

Mu Mansion,

After returning from the tavern, the old prime minister locked himself in the study for two full hours. He did not open the door until his eldest son came to bring tea.

"Father, please calm down. My son has already inquired and found out that Bai Xiaowu did the whole thing."

"Hmph, how dare he do this without instructions from above?"

The old prime minister sat behind the desk, squinted, looked at the eldest son in front of him, and sighed quietly. The eldest son had mediocre qualifications. So far, he had only held the position of Shaoqing in Zongzheng Temple.

The second son and the third son were not very qualified and could not find a good position in Kyoto. He could only send people out, hoping to make some political achievements in the local area and then return to the capital to get a good job.

I don’t know if the strength of the Mu family is about to run out. None of them are outstanding.

Originally, he thought that before he retired, he would change the positions of his three sons. Even if they did not hold important positions, they would be more relaxed and fertile.

I don't know why the officials didn't like him. Every time he mentioned it, he was blocked at every turn, and he missed several transfers.

Later he thought about it and understood that the officials wanted to leave the Mu family behind, and then rebuild an obedient and loyal minister.

Why, when the new emperor ascended the throne and encountered so many obstacles, it was he who turned the tide and suppressed the officials to allow the new emperor to ascend the throne smoothly. Now that his position is secure and he no longer needs the Mu family, he just wants to kick them out. There is no such thing as a cheap thing.

But as his retirement years came closer, he still had a lot of things to do. Looking at the people next to him who were eyeing his position eagerly, he felt worried and angry.

As long as the heirs in the family are more competitive, he will have to fight for it even if he breaks up with him, but there is no way. Even if he earns a piece of cake, he can't protect him with his qualifications as the eldest son, and he might even cause trouble.

After thinking about it, no matter how much unwillingness and anger he felt, he could only suppress it and follow the official's wishes, otherwise, when he closed his eyes, the Mu family might cease to exist.

Thinking of this, Old Prime Minister Mu looked at the worried eldest son in front of him and sighed faintly, becoming more than ten years older in an instant.

Even though he is an old man in his 60s, sometimes he has more than enough ambition but not enough energy.

That's all, maybe this is fate, I have to accept it.

"Father, you...what's wrong with you?" Suddenly touching the disappointment and helplessness in his father's eyes, Mu Shaochong's heart skipped a beat and he looked at him cautiously.

He knew that his father had always regretted that the younger generation in the family was not highly qualified, but there was nothing he could do about it.

This matter is beyond his control.

In the final analysis, the father is too capable and outstanding, and the people below him are not as good as the previous generation.

"You are usually free from official duties and have a lot of time to control your children and grandchildren. Each of them is so audacious that you dare to go to the secret door to cause trouble. Now you are on the official blacklist. If you make a mistake at this juncture, you will lose your life. It’s hard to say whether we can keep it or not.”

"Father, calm down. My son has gone to inquire about this matter. The reason why Sinong Qing and others took the lead in donating money is because of the list. While the officials were worried about the military expenses of the border troops, they tried to make up for it."

Mu Shaochong said, and quickly continued the tea party for his father.

"How about we donate a little and let the officials know our sincerity."

"Haha~, I didn't expect that I would be able to follow the crowd one day." His descendants were not up to expectations, and no matter how many wishes he had, it would be of no avail.

Hearing his father relent, Mu Shaochong breathed a sigh of relief, "Dad, how much do you think we should donate?"

"The Mu family has been in decline over the years. The income is not as good as before. The clan members spend a lot of money. Do you know how much money is left in the account that can be moved?" In the past few years, he has handed over the general affairs of the clan to his eldest son, but the income has declined. He still knows.

"Father, there are still 200,000 taels of usable money in the account. These sons have already checked it." Mu Shaochong took out the account book from his arms and put it respectfully on the desk.

Although he was already in his forties and was a grandfather, he still felt panicked in front of his old father.

"Then let's donate 100,000 yuan for peace of mind."

There were actually four people from the Mu family on that roster. When he learned the news, he almost fainted. (End of chapter)