It is a gold medal, a gold medal of immunity from death.
Mu Wanqing stared at the gold medal of immunity from death, stunned, "Why did the late emperor give me this? Why did he think I needed this?"
Was he afraid that she would expose the truth? What misunderstanding did the late emperor have about her? She was really a well-behaved and good citizen.
Du Shaoxuan also had a strange look on his face. "I don't know. Maybe, maybe they think it's risky for a girl like you to be an official?"
Mu Wanqing: ...This explanation is so pale.
All right, just give it to her and keep it.
She played with the gold medal, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the late emperor was a very interesting person.
It was kind of a treat to her as he left her a way out in advance.
"What a pity, we didn't even meet each other during our lifetime."
Du Shaoxuan's expression darkened. "The late emperor was also very good to me and loved me like his own son, but that made those princes jealous. Don't you know that when I was a child..."
With a look of nostalgia on his face, he talked about the interesting things that happened when he was a child growing up in the palace.
He has been loved by the emperor and empress since he was a child, and the prince protects him everywhere. He can walk sideways in the palace and is the little bully of the palace. Even the princes may not be able to enjoy his glory.
The princes were jealous and envious of him and tried every way to provoke him, but he managed to resolve the situation every time and even pulled the antagonists out and gave them a beating.
Afterwards, the emperor would punish him by not allowing him to eat dinner and making him kneel down to copy scriptures, but every time the crown prince would avoid others and secretly feed him delicious food.
Didn't the emperor know? Actually, he knew, but he just turned a blind eye.
Looking back now, I feel really happy.
Mu Wanqing listened with great interest and laughed out loud from time to time.
Du Shaoxuan gave a general account of what happened this time. The situation in the capital was changing rapidly and unpredictable. Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows repeatedly when she heard it.
Every change of power is a life-and-death struggle with blood flowing.
"Did you suppress all the princes this time?"
Du Shaoxuan nodded slightly, "They no longer have the foundation and strength to cause chaos. There is no other way except to behave themselves."
His wings were clipped, his every move was under surveillance by the Wuyi Guards, and he could only accept the fate of being imprisoned.
The emperor treated his brothers well. He provided them with fine clothes and delicious food and helped them raise their children.
Except for the lack of freedom, life is very good.
Not convinced? Then take a look at what happened to the fifth prince's family.
After the death of the fifth prince, his family was demoted to commoners, their property was confiscated, and their house was taken back. The family could only rent a house and find ways to support themselves.
After living a noble life as a superior person, he suddenly fell from grace, having to rush around for three meals a day, having to look at people's faces when he went out, and feeling anxious all day long.
Mu Wanqing has no sympathy for the Fifth Prince and his family. She only cares about her own selfishness and causes so much suffering to the people. What is there to sympathize with?
As for the young children, are they innocent and pitiful? This is an era of collective punishment.
If the descendants of the rebels can still enjoy wealth and honor without being affected in the slightest, how can they deter others?
Being lenient and the low cost of committing crimes will only lead people to follow suit.
"That's good. Only when the rear is stable can we free up our hands to deal with external turmoil. Does the emperor have any plans?"
"Let the Mu family army recuperate first, gather strength and wait for the opportunity." Du Shaoxuan received a secret order. The Du family army suffered heavy casualties this time, so they needed to replenish their troops, train their soldiers, and store food and fodder.
He can't just hit me whenever he wants.
Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, "Or should I let you do it?"
The emperor trusts his cousin the most, so naturally he wants him to be in charge of the military power.
"Well, half of the troops will be stationed at the border, and I will take the other half with me, so we need to train a group of new soldiers as soon as possible."
Mu Wanqing couldn't help with this, so he had to rely on himself.
Du Shaoxuan was a little embarrassed. "We have to find a way to solve part of the food and grass problem ourselves. This is the two million taels of silver given by the emperor. It is the cost of food and grass last time. The treasury is out of money, and this is obtained by cutting the expenses of the palace. The emperor only has three dishes and one soup for a meal. He said that he would make up for the military expenses when there is a chance in the future."
Mu Wanqing: ...
The emperor is not rich either, not even as rich as Mu Wanqing.
Du Shaoxuan handed her a secret decree and said, "Take a look."
When Mu Wanqing opened it, she found that she was given full responsibility for the negotiations.
The corners of her mouth twitched. What on earth was the emperor thinking?
"I'm not a talent in this area."
But in Du Shaoxuan's eyes, she is omnipotent and almighty.
"He may think that you are smart and Xiliang is your territory. You can control the situation and make decisions. The negotiation delegation came with me. Let's host a banquet for them tomorrow."
Although he signed a temporary truce agreement with the two countries, there was no time to discuss the specific matters.
The main reason was that the internal strife caused information isolation, and it was very difficult to transmit information from Xiliang to the capital.
It was very inconvenient for him to go back and forth this time, and he had to take a detour.
This was also one of the reasons why he went to the capital, so he could inform the emperor in person about the other two countries' intention to negotiate.
The peace talks must be handled personally by the Emperor.
Mu Wanqing carefully studied the list of the negotiation delegation. The Minister of the Ministry of Rites and the Minister of the Ministry of Rites were considered high-ranking officials, and the ones below them were all subordinate officials.
"Where do you put them?"
"Tongfu Inn."
This is the most stylish inn in the city. There are countless wealthy businessmen who come here because of its reputation, and they all queue up.
Of course, this is also Mu Wanqing's industry.
At this moment, the members of the negotiation team looked at everything in the city with a dreamy look, and they could hardly believe it.
The exterior of Tongfu Inn is classically and antiquely decorated, but the internal facilities are modern, and many of the things they had never seen before.
They can't help but deeply doubt whether they have been eliminated by the times?
Walking out of the inn, the flat and spacious cement road is clean, crowded with people, and very lively.
People in different uniforms were mixed in the crowd, some maintaining order, some cleaning the streets, it was a very harmonious scene.
The shops on both sides are beautifully decorated, with large glass doors that are bright and transparent. They sell all kinds of things, and each shop is crowded with people, and business is booming.
The pedestrians on the road had relaxed brows, neatly dressed clothes, bright eyes, without a trace of sadness on their faces.
The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was stunned. "Is this really Xiliang?"
It feels even more lively and noisy than the capital.
The Minister of Rites couldn't believe it either. "Has Xiliang become so rich? Every household uses glass. This is too extravagant."
I have to admit that glass is classy. The problem is, his house doesn't even have glass.
An official's eyes widened. He had always believed that Xiliang was a cold and bitter place, and the people lived in poverty, but now his previous perceptions were completely overturned.
"They can sit in the middle of the street? Aren't they afraid of being hit by a carriage?"
There is a row of stone benches in the middle of the street, where old people and children sit to rest, and everyone has a smile on their face.
Passersby stopped walking when they heard this and said, "Are you from outside the city? This street is a pedestrian street. No vehicles are allowed to pass through. The middle is a place for people to rest after shopping. At night, the shops are decorated with colorful lanterns. Go to the snack street to buy some snacks, bring them here, sit down and eat while enjoying the scenery. It's so beautiful."
As long as you don't litter and make the streets dirty, no one will bother you.
The Minister of Rites looked at the other person calmly. He was an ordinary citizen from the lower class. He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket that was almost new, his hair was neatly combed, and his hands and face were clean.
"No curfew?"
"There is a curfew after midnight," a passerby kindly reminded, "By the way, you have to throw your trash into that black trash can, otherwise you will be fined. Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility."
He pointed at a line of words on the wall and smiled kindly.
The Minister of Rites was stunned. "Can you read?"
He doesn't look like literate from the looks of it.
The passerby puffed up his chest with pride and said, "My daughter learned it at school and taught it to me. I can recognize many characters now. My daughter is very smart. She got the first place in the exam and received a scholarship of one or two taels of silver."
"What? Your daughter goes to school?" Everyone was shocked.
The passerby was particularly proud, "Why not? We have several schools in Liangcheng that both boys and girls can attend."
He used to be very conservative, thinking that it was useless for girls to study books. In the end, they would just be given to other families.
Of course, his family was so poor before that his son had no money to go to school.
The Minister of Rites was completely upset. "How can this be possible? Who came up with this idea? This is simply against morals..."
"Tsk tsk, you must have become stupid because of reading too much. I think men are afraid that they can't compete with girls, so they try their best to suppress them." The passerby has been completely brainwashed by Mu Wanqing's tricks and firmly supports every decision made by the Qingping County Lord. "Brother, you must be confident."
Both husband and wife worked as helpers in the snack street, and their combined monthly income was one or two taels of silver. They also received various employee benefits, such as rice, flour and oil.
Children’s education is free, why not take advantage of it?
Everyone: ...
The painting style of Xiliang is so unique.
Passerby is now a fanatical fan of Mu Wanqing and cannot bear to hear others slander her.
"Our Princess Qingping is so capable and talented because she has read a lot of books. She has helped us common people to become rich. This shows that if a daughter is well trained, she can still bring honor to the family. I have finally understood that if we listen to Princess Qingping, we can live a good life."
The lower classes have their own survival wisdom. If both men and women can invest, why not invest together? The success rate will be higher.
As long as one succeeds, the family will be turned around. Does gender matter at this time?
Girls are not in a hurry to get married. It is not too late to get married at the age of 18. Isn’t it good to earn more money in her parents’ home?
The power of role models is infinite. With shining examples like Mu Wanqing, there is less preference for boys over girls in Xiliang, fewer cases of abandoning baby girls, and the status of women has been greatly improved.
The body of the Princess of Qingping County can bring honor to the family and help her parents gain titles. The girls in their family do not seek to be so powerful, but it would be great if their parents' family can get some honor from it.
The Minister of Rites sneered, "Don't you think this is unruly? A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent."
Passersby thought he was a bit silly. "For people who are starving to death, whoever can give us enough food and clothes is our great benefactor. Princess Qingping has given us a bright road. What she said is the truth."
"Look, these were all built by the Princess of Qingping. This cement floor, this specialty street, this supermarket, this department store were all built by her. Do you know how much tax money she earns every year? I'll scare you to death if I tell you."
The government became richer and spent all its money on infrastructure. Xiliang changed significantly and the people saw it.
"By the way, do you know what a supermarket is? What a department store is?"
The officials from the capital felt the contempt from the people of Xiliang, but the problem was that they really didn't know it.
The passers-by were very proud, "You are so ignorant. By the way, where are you from?"
Everyone looked at each other, and none of them were too embarrassed to say they were from the capital.
I'm sorry, I've brought shame to the capital.
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