Mu Wanqing sighed softly, "It seems that I can't hide it anymore."

There was no way. Her recent performance was too eye-catching and too abnormal. She could hide it from others, but not from her family who she lived with day and night.

She stood up and walked to the door, opened it and took a look, then closed the door gently after making sure that no one was there.

Her mysterious look made everyone nervous and anxious.

Mu Wanqing came back on tiptoe, her expression extremely serious, "What I am about to say next is a huge secret that cannot be told to anyone else. Only our family of five know about it, even if my brothers get married in the future."

Master Mu looked extremely nervous and raised his right hand. "Okay, I swear I will never reveal what I said tonight."

Others also raised their hands, "I also swear that I will never say a word in my life."

Mu Wanqing lowered her voice and said, "On the day of the house search, I fell out and fainted. Do you remember?"

In fact, the original body died on that day.

How could Madam Mu Er forget the panic she felt at that time? "I remember. What happened?"

Mu Wanqing stared at them with an inexplicable expression, "When I was unconscious, I saw a white-haired immortal. He said that the Mu family's luck has almost run out. The ancestors of the Mu family went through hardships and difficulties to create this family business. Not only did their descendants fail to keep it, but they will also die out..."

A gasp sounded, and Master Mu's face turned green. No descendants? Does it mean everyone is dead?

Mu Wanqing continued, "Then he stared at me for a long time, said that the only chance for the Mu family lies with me, and then stroked my head..."

She paused and everyone held their breath, waiting for what was to come.

"Then what?"

Mu Wanqing touched her head and said, "I woke up and found that there were a lot more things in my mind, including various recipes, books on how to behave, and various formulas. Anyway, there are so many things that I can't explain them clearly at the moment."

Everyone looked stunned. It sounded unbelievable, but this was the only explanation that made sense.

Second Master Mu suddenly became excited, "It must be that our ancestors couldn't bear to see their descendants become extinct, so they gave the Mu family a glimmer of hope. May our ancestors bless us."

Isn't it? If it weren't for Mu Wanqing, the second branch might have been defeated on the way.

They had nothing at the beginning, no supplies and no money.

Now, thanks to Mu Wanqing, the other members of the clan were not treated harshly by the officials, and those who fell ill due to the rain were able to fully recuperate and save their lives.

Just think about it, if you were dragged on the road in a hurry, you would be seriously injured and might even die on the road to exile.

All this is thanks to Mu Wanqing.

After he said this, his whole family believed it. People of that era believed in gods and Buddhas.

Madam Mu's eyes were red and she was very proud. "Qing'er, you are the savior of the entire Mu family!"

"Sister, no wonder you have become so powerful." The two brothers' eyes lit up.

"I don't know if we can save the star or not, but our whole family will definitely reach the border safely, I promise." Seeing that Mu Wan had fooled around, Qing smiled slightly, "Let's discuss how to deal with this silver?"

Master Mu trusted his daughter even more, and felt that the future of the entire family depended on her. "You are so smart, you can handle it."

Since she has taken over everything from the original body, Mu Wanqing has the responsibility to protect these family members, so she needs to make more preparations.

"I want to buy two more carriages. The mule carriage will hold the supplies, and the horse carriage will take turns resting. This way, even if we sleep outdoors in the wilderness, we won't be afraid of wind or rain."

"When you get to the border, if you are short of money, just sell it."

After experiencing rainy days, the Mu family has clearly realized how important a means of transportation is. They use them for transportation in their spare time and for shelter in windy and snowy days.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The weather was clear, white clouds were floating, and a group of people set out on the journey to the border again.

Some people are not fully recovered yet and can only rely on their family members to support them as they move forward step by step. If that doesn't work, they have to rely on others to carry them.

At this time, I am particularly envious of those who have cars, and my eyes are red with envy.

Old Madam Mu was also ill and in low spirits. She lay listlessly in the carriage, mumbling non-stop, "Jinyao, you are the most honorable eldest daughter of the Mu family. How can you show up in public and do something low-class?"

Mu Jinyao moved his lips, but remained silent when he saw his grandmother looking unwell.

Old Mrs. Mu was very ill this time. She had been to the gates of hell and felt uncomfortable all over. When she thought about how Mu Wanqing refused to give up the mule cart, which almost caused her death, she felt full of resentment.

"And you, Rongxue, you are an unmarried young lady, why are you joining in the fun? Don't you want to get married? Huh?"

Mu Rongxue was unhappy, "Grandma, what did I do wrong? Isn't it just leading everyone to work together? I like to be the leader."

She has a strong personality and likes to be the best in everything, so letting her manage a team of people is exactly what she wants.

It turned out that she did a good job and kept everything in order, and she even received an extra reward of 100 coins.

This was the first money she had ever earned!

This sense of accomplishment is unprecedented.

Old Madam Mu sneered, "The leader? He is clearly Mu Wanqing's running dog!"

Running dog? Mu Rongxue's face turned red with anger. How could he say that about his granddaughter? It was obvious that he was getting more and more stupid as he got older. "Grandmother, this is Lord Zeng's arrangement. You are dissatisfied with Lord Zeng..."

Old Madam Mu was shocked. "I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I mean, you shouldn't listen to Mu Wanqing's arrangements. Who is she? You are much more noble than her. She should listen to you."

"That requires the ability." Mu Rongxue witnessed Mu Wanqing's ability with her own eyes and was convinced. "Anyway, I'm not as good as her."

Old Madam Mu couldn't help but feel angry. How could her granddaughter be worse than that bitch's granddaughter?

Master Mu frowned slightly, "The old lady is doing this for your own good. You are all daughters of famous families, and you are of noble birth..."

Mu Rongxue was a little annoyed with him, but don't think she didn't know what he was thinking.

Mu Wanqing would rather let her uncle from the next largest family lead the team than let her own uncle take the lead.

He must be feeling uncomfortable, but how can he reflect on it? He is no longer a third-rank official in the court! He should stop putting on airs!

"Now they are all prisoners, exiled criminals who don't know how long they can live."

It was like a basin of cold water was poured over their heads, and both Mrs. Mu and her son looked unhappy.

"Listen, you are different from Mu Wanqing. She is a troublemaker. Whoever gets close to her will be in trouble..."

This old lady not only said this to her own descendants, but also told her clansmen, actively destroying Mu Wanqing's reputation.

After all, she just needs an outlet, and it doesn't matter what kind of person the other person is.

At this time, a piece of news was spreading wildly among the crowd. "I heard that the officials allowed us to sign a pledge to borrow money to buy a mule cart and a horse carriage."

The person who was still sick was shocked, "Really? I'll be the first to sign up."

If I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll die on the road to exile.

"Impossible? How could the official be so kind to us?"

"Besides, we don't have the money to pay it back."

"I heard that this was a suggestion made by Miss Mu San."

Patriarch Fang usually only listened but didn't speak, but this time he couldn't help but asked, "Ah, Miss Mu Wanqing, the third Miss Mu?"

Mu Wanqing was too high-profile before, and there was no one who didn't know her. "It's her."

Patriarch Fang's eyes flickered. "That's probably possible. Who has any connections with her? Go ask around."

He always felt that something was changing, and the biggest variable should be Mu Wanqing.

Everyone ran to stop Mu Wanqing and asked what was going on.

Mu Wanqing was cooking red bean soup in the carriage. The soup was thick and soft, and it warmed the body after drinking it.

"It's true. I saw everyone shivering and falling ill in the heavy rain with nowhere to hide. I couldn't bear it, so I made this suggestion."

"I think the most important thing is to save lives, especially those young children, who haven't grown up yet and haven't seen the world properly yet."

"As for whether Mr. Zeng will agree or not? How would I know? However, you can try to get it."

Someone asked anxiously, "How do we fight for it?"

Mu Wanqing said it very bluntly, "I have made contributions, so I have earned the right to purchase two carriages."

Someone said, "Don't you have a mule cart at home?"

Mu Wanqing had already prepared the money, so there was no need to borrow money. "It's too small, there's no room for anything. I thought, the further you go to the northwest, the colder it gets, so let's decorate the carriage well, with warm bedding, and a small stove, so that we can stay warm in the carriage in winter, and it's also convenient to have a hot meal."

She was hinting that if you wanted to survive, you should hurry up and follow her.

"It's not pleasant to get caught in the rain, but it's even more uncomfortable to walk in a snowstorm."

Who could bear to hear this?

Everyone asked Mu Wanqing to plead for mercy, but Mu Wanqing looked like she didn't want to get involved.

But Mu Wanqing had no choice but to take her people there as everyone begged for mercy.

The head of the Fang family was the first to speak, "Master Zeng, we want to borrow money to buy a car, whether it is a horse carriage or a mule carriage. If you have any work in the future, just let us know, and the money will be repaid soon."

Although he had a carriage, it was only used for the elders in his family to rest in turns.

Mu Wanqing helped to speak in a good way, "Master Zeng, traveling thousands of miles together is a rare fate. Just think of it as a good relationship. It's not easy for anyone."

"I know you have a quota for exiled prisoners to die, but it's not right if too many people die, right? Please help us and have mercy on us."

Lord Zeng's eyes twitched. She was made to be the good guy and earned all the favors. She was worthy of being the Third Miss Mu.

"I am considering giving you five more places for the sake of Miss Three."

"Only five? Too few..."

"You can't buy a carriage just because you want to." Although Lord Zeng didn't understand what Mu Wanqing meant by hunger marketing, he knew that things are valuable because they are rare, and releasing them little by little was the most appropriate solution.

It's not a good deal to rush for something.

Patriarch Fang was extremely shrewd and decisive. "Master Zeng, the women in my family are all ill and desperately need carriages. I dare not ask for more than one. Just one will do."

Lord Zeng nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll give you a spot, and a carriage for 100 taels."

Patriarch Fang was delighted. "The price is very fair. Thank you, sir."

There were too many people and too few places, so everyone almost fought for the five spots. Those who got them were overjoyed, while those who didn't were crying.

It was indeed difficult to get a carriage, but Mu Wanqing came up with an idea. When they stopped in the next prosperous town to sell soap, they would get the carriage instead of money.

Ordinary people don’t have it, but big merchants definitely have it.

In a busy town, one could always find a few horse-drawn carriages. Each carriage cost eighty taels, and could be sold to exiled prisoners for a hundred taels. One could still make a profit of twenty taels from the difference, which could be considered interest, and everyone would be happy.

Mu Wanqing successfully got two carriages, one for her and one for Second Madam Mu, and the mule cart was used to load supplies.

The carriage was obviously twice as large, and she had specially tidied it up and asked Master Mu to make a single couch with space for sundries under it and a thick quilt on top to reduce bumps. Next to the couch was a row of exquisitely designed small cabinets that could hold all kinds of things.

There is a small red clay stove under the car window, which is used for cooking and heating.

This is a small mobile house, convenient for eating and sleeping.

Mu Jinyao and Mu Rongxue came to visit together. They were extremely envious when they saw such a complete set of carriages.

"That's great, I want it too, Third Sister, can you help me open a back door? My mother hasn't been feeling well these past few days, my sister has always been weak, and my father's mind is all on that mother and son..."

The third room had too many concubines, and the mistress only gave birth to two daughters. The only son in the third room was born from the favorite concubine, so it was only glamorous in appearance.

If it were in the past, the strong-willed Mu Rongxue would never have exposed her family's dirty laundry.

But, I can’t take care of it now. My biological father is unreliable.

"If we, mother and daughter, had a carriage, we could always find a way to survive."

Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, "I..."

Before they could finish their words, a group of masked men appeared out of nowhere and surrounded them with knives. For a moment, screams of terror resounded through the sky.

"I opened this mountain and planted these trees. If you want to pass this way, you have to leave some money for passage." This is a standard opening line of a bandit.

Lord Zeng was stunned. Bandits who robbed the road? How blind they must be.

"My friend from the underworld, we are the imperial officials who are responsible for escorting prisoners. These are criminals whose homes were confiscated and who were exiled. They don't have any money at all..."

"Then use women to resist." The man in brown swept his cold eyes in the direction where Mu Wanqing was standing.

Mu Wanqing's heart sank. No, these were not bandits. These people were well-trained!

Oh no, this was a premeditated and planned action!

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