Mu Wanqing was still making sarcastic remarks, "But, your method of killing someone with a borrowed knife is a bit crude and not presentable. If I were you, I would fight face to face instead of dragging innocent people into the battle."
She shook her head and sighed, "To put it bluntly, you have a dirty heart. I am very disappointed in you. You are still a senior official of the third rank. No wonder the emperor doesn't want you anymore, you dirty official!"
In her previous life, she was low-key and introverted, but when encountering certain specific events, she would transform into a keyboard warrior and fight fiercely with foreign netizens until the other party admitted defeat.
Her ability to quarrel has been personally certified by foreign netizens. They have confirmed through eye contact that she is someone they cannot afford to offend!
In comparison, Mr. Mu's words were not as fluent as hers, "You...you..."
Seeing his elder brother defeated, Master Mu San couldn't help but get anxious, "Brother, why are you trying to reason with her? Come on together and take it away first."
He was determined to get the mule cart.
With this car, he no longer has to walk so hard. If he continues walking like this, he will definitely die on the road, and this is what he fears most.
There is nothing he dare not do to survive.
If verbal fight doesn’t work, then let’s fight with force!
"I will be responsible if you injure or kill me..." Mr. Mu San shouted angrily and was the first to pounce on Mu Wanqing.
He still thinks of himself as the arrogant and domineering dandy he used to be, high and mighty, and not taking human life seriously.
He had only one thought: as long as Mu Wanqing was gone, the second house would be a pile of loose sand, at the mercy of them, and everything in their hands would belong to them.
Seeing the melee, the officers picked up their weapons and rushed over.
Brother Mu Zicheng reacted the fastest, "Sister, be careful."
"Qing'er, hide quickly..."
As soon as he spoke, a stone hit Master Mu's knee. Master Mu felt a sharp pain and fell to the ground involuntarily, "Ah."
He roared in rage, "Mu Wanqing, you dare to hit me."
Mu Wanqing picked up another palm-sized stone, a cold arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was terribly cold.
"Injured? Killed? You don't take the officers seriously. Do you still think you are the respected Third Master Mu?"
Master Mu Sanye struggled to get up, but the shackles made it difficult for him to move. He got halfway up when Mu Wanqing kicked him back.
She picked up a stone and smashed it hard on Mr. Mu Sanye's right hand with quick and fierce movements.
With a crack, the bone broke.
“Ahhhh.” Master Mu San let out a shrill scream, then his head tilted and he fainted from the pain.
The whole world was silent and everyone paused.
Old Mrs. Mu’s eyes rolled back and she fainted from fright.
Mu Wanqing stepped on Master Mu San's chest with a stern look.
"My Lords, this man is dishonest. He wants to kill people and set fire to things, but he wants you to take the blame. I can't stand it."
Officers: ...
This girl is so fierce that she even dared to break her own uncle’s hand without blinking an eye.
Lord Zeng looked puzzled, "So, you will teach him a lesson for us?"
Mu Wanqing smiled faintly, looking like a gentle and peaceful lady, and it was hard to tell how crazy she had been just now.
"I dare not, my hand just slipped."
Mr. Zeng understood every word, but not when they were put together, "Your hand slipped?"
Mu Wanqing looked innocent and weak, "I am weak and couldn't hold the stone steady, so I dropped it. Who knew it would fall into Master Mu's right hand by chance?"
Mr. Zeng: ...This is a dramatic actor.
This reason is very powerful. He is telling lies with his eyes closed. The person who said this must have first-class psychological quality.
Mu Wanqing stomped hard on Mu Sanye's injured hand, waking up the unconscious Mu Sanye. He was in so much pain that he screamed and cursed the sky and the earth.
But this time he didn't dare to scold Mu Wanqing, for fear that she would break his other hand as well.
To put it bluntly, it means bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Mu Wanqing knew very well the importance of establishing her authority. If she shouted for war and killing today in order to rob a mule cart, she would really dare to kill people tomorrow.
In order to survive, they will do anything and lose their humanity.
Haven’t you seen the tragedy of eating one’s own children during famine?
The road to exile is a life-threatening one, and one is always shrouded in the shadow of death. How many people can maintain their kind humanity?
"Once the killing intention arises, who knows who will die first? After all, this kind of thing is not only about mind and means, but also depends on God's will."
"Uncle San, it seems that God is on my side."
She was talking nonsense, which irritated Master Mu San's eyes so much that they turned red. "Mu Wanqing."
Mu Wanqing pointed the stone at his temple, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, "If there is a next time, God will hit you here. Tell me, can you still reach Liangcheng alive?"
Mr. Mu was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body. He even lost control of his lower body and a foul smell spread. "I will never dare to do it again. I swear."
She is not a niece, she is a devil! She will definitely dare to take his life!
He was really scared!
Mu Wanqing looked at the others with a cold gaze, "Whoever makes trouble again will suffer this fate. You have only one life left, so I will show mercy and send you to see the King of Hell."
Those who were swept by her couldn't help but shiver, shaking with fear.
The whole audience was silent, and everyone's eyes had different expressions, some awe, some fear, and some hatred.
But they all knew one thing: the third young lady of the Mu family was a ruthless person, so they should never provoke her or try to take advantage of her.
Unless you are confident enough to kill her.
Otherwise, just wait to be killed by her.
The officers couldn't help but exclaimed, "This girl is as brave as any soldier on the battlefield. She's a real man. No, no, I was wrong. She's a real woman."
Mr. Zeng: ...
The second master of the Mu family and his wife: My daughter has suffered!
Mu Zicheng’s brother: My sister is so pitiful!
Everyone had a face full of question marks, doubting life. What the hell were they talking about?
Master Mu cried loudly, "My poor daughter, what has happened to you? It's because I'm a useless father. I didn't dare to resist when I was bullied, and I drove the weak and timid girl crazy."
"Sister, it's the brothers who are useless. Don't be afraid. We will fight together in the future."
Everyone: ...Are we going to smash someone together? The scene was so beautiful that I dare not think too much about it.
Also, is there really nothing wrong with the brains of your whole family?
Mu Wanqing successfully shocked everyone, and no one was so blind as to cause trouble for her anymore.
Mr. Mu and his two sons were all wearing shackles and had difficulty moving, so Mu Wanqing learned to drive a mule cart.
She was very smart and learned it in no time, and the mule cart was stable.
She let Mr. Mu and his wife sit in the carriage to rest, and her two brothers followed beside the mule cart, taking turns to rest after every hour.
This way everyone can rest and won't be so tired.
The Mu family father and son were not idle either. They watched Mu Wanqing driving the mule cart and learned together.
Madam Mu took off her shoes and socks, and her feet, after applying the medicine powder, felt cool and much better.
Others could only walk on their legs, their feet were rubbed to the point of bleeding, they were exhausted and collapsed.
They thought they were going fast enough, but the officials thought it was too slow and kept urging them to hurry up. If they could not find a place to stay before evening, they would have to sleep in the wild.
Everyone was frightened and had to hurry onwards as fast as they could. Even if they were too tired to breathe, they would still move forward if they were dragged.
After walking for a while, we finally arrived at a small town before nightfall.
I should have stayed at the post station, but there was a post station every thirty miles, so I couldn't make it today.
There is an inn in the town. Ordinary officials sleep in dormitories, while leaders live in rooms with people in their heads.
As for the fugitives, they lived in the woodshed, where it was nice to have a place sheltered from the wind and rain.
The head of the Fang family bowed to Lord Zeng and asked politely, "Sir, can we pay for a room in the "Renzi" room? My mother is old and in poor health."
As he said this, he secretly slipped some silver to Lord Zeng, a former head of the Ministry of War who was involved in an unspeakable case and was exiled to a border town.
Mr. Zeng thought about the silver and said in a very easy way, "Okay."
Once outside the capital, the place is high and remote and no one is watching. As long as the prisoners are willing to spend money, everything can be negotiated.
Except for one thing, the shackles cannot be removed.
The waiter led the way, and the Fang family's head and his wife quickly helped their old mother upstairs to rest.
Mu Wanqing looked at him eagerly, "Sir, I also want to open a Ren-shaped shop."
She didn't give any money, but Lord Zeng didn't make things difficult for her and agreed readily.
Mu Wanqing did not follow the waiter immediately, but made another request.
"I would like to ask you for a favor, sir. Please tell the shopkeeper to help me purchase some supplies."
According to the rules, the fugitives are not allowed to contact outsiders during the journey to prevent accidents.
Then just spend a little more money to buy something safe and worry-free.
Lord Zeng nodded slightly, "Let me have a look at the list."
"Okay." Mu Wanqing happily asked the waiter for paper and pen.
The waiter took them to the second floor and pushed open a door. "This is the room. Do you need hot water and food?"
"Yes." Mu Wanqing nodded without hesitation, "Please bring two more quilts."
There was no cotton in this era, so naturally there were no quilts. Winter was a hardship for the poor, and it was a disaster for the convicts.
She has to prepare in advance.
The room is not big, with a wooden bed, a cabinet and a small round table, simple.
Master Mu looked around and said, "You and your daughter will sleep on the bed, and my sons and I will sleep on the floor."
Although the place is small, it is much better than the woodshed.
Mu Wanqing sat down and started making a list.
She had learned calligraphy and had no difficulty writing traditional Chinese characters, discussing with her family while writing.
Soon, the list was very long.
Master Mu felt a little distressed, "No need to buy so much, right? We don't have much money, use it sparingly and buy more later."
"Once you miss this place, you won't find it again. I'm sorry to trouble you too much. Some things can only be done once and not twice." Mu Wanqing explained softly, "Besides, this place is close to the capital and has a full range of supplies. You may not be able to buy them if you are far away."
Silver is a dead thing, how can it be as important as material things?
Just because someone is easy to talk to now doesn’t mean they will be easy to talk to in the future. What you hold in your hands is yours.
Master Mu was easily persuaded. "Then I'll listen to you."
After finishing writing, Mu Wanqing checked it carefully again to make sure there were no prohibited items, then handed it to Master Mu.
Master Mu personally took the list to Mr. Zeng next door, and also presented him with ten taels of silver as a reward for his hard work, with a humble attitude and all the nice words he said.
When asking for help from others, you should have the right attitude. If you can be more tolerant, it will be easier to ask for help.
Lord Zeng took the list impatiently and sent him away.
Living in the same room with him is his old partner, Lao Li, and the two are like brothers.
Deputy Captain Li witnessed Mu Wanqing's amazing moves and was deeply impressed by her.
"Let me see what I want to buy. This is Miss Mu San's handwriting, right?"
"Five rolls of white silk, ten rolls of brown linen, ten pairs of soap shoes, a hand warmer, a set of bedding, a bamboo hat and a raincoat, oilcloth, bowls and chopsticks, a clay pot, a long spoon, rice, flour, oil, tooth powder, a comb, a hand towel, tea, pepper, cinnamon, a large amount, wheat straw... What does she need all this for?"
Lord Zeng glanced at it calmly and said, "Prepare for the winter."
"Although she is young, she is thoughtful and has a long-term vision..." Deputy Captain Li heard a knock on the door. It was the cook's voice, "Come in."
The cook came in with a casserole and placed it on the table silently with a strange look on his face.
Deputy Captain Li took a closer look and saw that the color was yellow and ugly. "What is this?"
"The master ordered the golden rice." The cook looked as if he had a toothache.
Lord Zeng rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it.
It can't be said that they are exactly the same, but it can be said that they have nothing to do with each other.
Deputy Captain Li was outspoken and blurted out, "Why does it look like shit?"
Mr. Zeng: ...
Is he eating it or not?
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Most people chose book title 4, so I chose this one. Thank you to all the enthusiastic friends, Xoxo.
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