In the remote alley, Miss Zhao hid here and there as if she had been frightened by a bow and arrow. She finally managed to escape when no one was paying attention.
A figure flashed in, and she rushed over excitedly as if she saw a savior, "Second Young Master Mu."
Mu Ziang had no time to dodge and was hugged. The warm, soft body pressed against him, and he trembled all over, his heart pounding.
"Miss Zhao, what are you doing..." He gently pushed the woman.
"I..." Miss Zhao held him tightly, her voice heavy and sad, "I came to see you for the last time. We are not destined to be together in this life, but we will meet again in the next life. I hope you take care of yourself. I hope you can marry a wife who is well-matched with you and have some lovely children. I will be happy for you even if I die."
The more Mu Ziang listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He was very anxious. "What's this about life or death? It's bad luck. I promised you that I would marry you. Give me some more time."
Miss Zhao rubbed her face against his chest, her gesture extremely affectionate, "It's too late, I just ask you not to forget that there was once a woman who truly loved you, and I will be satisfied."
Her words, full of affection and despair, deeply shocked Mu Ziang. "I'll go and ask my sister for help right now. As long as she agrees..."
He pulled Miss Zhao away with all his strength. She hugged his arm tightly, her eyes red and about to cry, "No, no, no, don't go. I'm scared."
To her surprise, Mu Ziang did not ask her why she was afraid, but was focused on thinking about how to solve it.
"My sister is a very good person. She is kind-hearted, chivalrous, compassionate to the poor and weak, and has no prejudices. If she likes you, everything can be discussed."
His praises for Mu Wanqing were like needles pricking Miss Zhao's ears. Was Mu Wanqing so important to him? "She hates me."
The relationship between them as siblings is extremely good, so as long as the separation is successful, the retaliation to Mu Wanqing will be huge, and she can also vent her anger. Well, let's do it.
"She hasn't seen you, how could she hate you..." Mu Ziang suddenly realized that something was wrong, and held her shoulders and asked, "What happened?"
Miss Zhao's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful. "Don't ask me anymore. My biggest mistake was falling in love with you. I was so foolish to want to be with you forever. It was all my fault, but I don't regret it. Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life. I will die without regrets."
As she spoke, she shed sad tears.
The tears are like pearls that have broken off the string, one after another, revealing a unique kind of sad beauty.
Mu Ziang was most afraid of women crying, and he was at a loss, "Don't cry, tell me what happened?"
Miss Zhao cried, "Don't ask, please don't ask."
Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of him, Mu Ziang turned around and ran out, "I'm going to find my sister."
Miss Zhao finally saw him, and she hadn't achieved her goal yet, so how could she let him go? She quickly grabbed his sleeve.
"No, please don't hurt the relationship between you and the county lady because of me. You still have to rely on the county lady for support, it's not worth it to ruin your future for me. I... as long as I die, everything will be over. I only ask her to be magnanimous and let my family go."
She said goodbye with tears, her heart was broken and she was so pitiful.
However, Mu Ziang was restless and could not remain calm when it came to his sister. "Wait a minute, are you saying that my sister persecuted your whole family? Are you crazy? Why are you talking nonsense?"
Miss Zhao: ...Is this his bullshit understanding?
She gritted her teeth secretly and continued to chatter, "Yes, I lied, I deserve to die. Princess Qingping is so noble, how could she be wrong? It's all my fault."
Mu Ziang is a straight man. He frowned and said, "Look at you. When something happens, you just cry and talk nonsense out of anger. Girls should learn from my sister and shed blood instead of tears."
Why did he feel that Miss Zhao was like his sister before? His sister was always calm and composed, smiling at everything, and he had never seen her shed a tear.
Usually, she just makes others cry.
Miss Zhao's face turned green. Damn! What kind of man is this? Is he mentally healthy?
Her mind raced, but before she could come up with a good idea, she heard Mu Ziang's voice, "Also, you have to apologize."
"What?" Miss Zhao was completely confused and couldn't keep up with the pace.
"You misunderstood my sister, shouldn't you apologize?" Mu Ziang said confidently. His sister was such a good person, everyone in the city praised her, and the emperor also said she was good.
Miss Zhao was suspicious and implied that her sister was not a good person.
Anyway, my sister couldn't have been wrong, it must be someone else who was wrong.
Mu Ziang was not the only one who firmly believed this, everyone in the Mu family thought so.
Mu Wanqing has been brainwashing for so long and the effect is obvious.
Miss Zhao's blood boiled. This bastard actually slapped her in the face for Mu Wanqing.
Does he still want to get married?
She was so angry that she blurted out, "She...she framed my whole family as spies in order to prevent me from marrying into the Mu family."
Mu Ziang's face darkened. Miss Zhao thought her words had worked, but who knew, he said something.
"Impossible. My sister is busy with all sorts of things. She manages the entire Xiliang. She goes out early and comes back late every day, and works overtime every day. How can she have time to care about my marriage? To put it bluntly, who are you that is worth her wasting time on? Besides, she has a noble character. How could she frame someone else?"
Mu Wanqing never interfered in her brothers' private affairs. At most, she helped plan their lives and pave the way for them.
The more Mu Ziang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. "Your family... couldn't really be spies?"
Miss Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, furious. His trust in Mu Wanqing was so deep-rooted.
"No, no, we are not."
Mu Ziang frowned. He was naive, but he had made some progress after being with Mu Wanqing for so long, and all the classes he took were not in vain.
"Alright, I will get to the bottom of this. I don't mind you because of your poor background, poor communication skills, or narrow-mindedness, but you cannot be a spy. This is a matter of national justice."
Unconsciously, his filter for Miss Zhao had dropped a lot.
Miss Zhao's mind was completely blank. She didn't know how she got home. All along the way, she kept repeating the same words in her mind: You have a poor family background, a narrow mind, and you can't speak...
This was totally different from what she had imagined.
Zhao's mother was standing by the back door anxiously. When she heard the noise, she welcomed her daughter in and asked anxiously, "How is it? Is it done?"
Miss Zhao looked dazed and angry, "Everyone in the Mu family is sick, seriously ill."
Zhao's mother: ...
Mu Wanqing was indeed very busy and had no time to pay attention to these things, so she just asked someone to keep an eye on them.
The cotton raw materials have been used up and cotton products can only be sold for another half a month. There is no other way because they are too popular.
There are still not enough seeds this year, only enough for half of the land in Shuimu Farm, and the production capacity cannot keep up.
She has collected the seeds and selected a batch of good quality varieties, and is just waiting to plant them on a large scale next year.
In another two years, the production capacity in Xiliang area will be able to catch up and be sold all over the country.
Alcohol can still be supplied, but how long will this war last? Every day is a waste of money. If this continues, we will be broke.
Right now, the court’s grain and grass cannot be transported in, and Xiliang has to find a way to solve the problem on its own.
To put it bluntly, it was Xiliang and Northern Chu and Xiwu that were at war, and what was burned was the tax silver of Xiliang.
She frowned slightly. All the tax money from Xiliang was spent on the war. It was her hard work that kept the country going for so long.
But how long can Beichu and Xiwu hold out? Although they have gathered the strength of the whole country, this war has dragged on for too long and consumed a lot of resources.
The subordinate came hurriedly, "County Master, the battle report from Ganzhou."
He handed over another thick letter, "This is a letter from the young marshal."
Mu Wanqing opened the battle report first, took a look at it, and could not hide her joy. "Go and invite all the masters."
The officials arrived very quickly, and Mu Wanqing did not keep anyone in suspense and made the announcement directly.
"A great victory in Ganzhou. Marshal Du led his soldiers to a great victory. The two countries of Xiwu and Beichu requested peace talks."
Everyone was smiling and cheering loudly. It was great! They won. The war finally came to an end and they could rest and recuperate.
Amidst laughter, Mu Wanqing opened the letter from Du Shaoxuan. In the letter, Du Shaoxuan could not hide his excitement and said a lot.
Sun Tongzhi couldn't help but ask, "When will the young marshal come back?"
"I'll come back after the two countries withdraw their troops." Mu Wanqing smiled, "Go and tell Commander Du the news."
Coach Du may have already received the news, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed.
"yes."
As soon as the news of the ceasefire spread, the people were overjoyed and couldn't help themselves.
I can now peacefully follow Princess Qingping and work on infrastructure to make a living.
When the battle report reached the capital, the emperor felt relieved, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart. "Well, the Xiliang Du family army has made great contributions this time. Du Shaoxuan will be transferred to be the commander-in-chief of the Du family army. He will be given the title of Zhenbei Marquis for his military merits and a thousand taels of gold..."
Although the Du Family Army has been led by the Du family for generations, it can only be legitimate after being officially appointed by the court.
Since then, the Du family army completed the transition of power between the old and new powers. Du Shaoxuan officially became the chief commander, no longer the junior commander, and was also awarded the title of marquis.
In a short period of time, there were countless rewards, which made people envious.
Mu Wanqing also presented a batch of wool products, disinfectant alcohol and other novel items, which made the emperor very happy.
But no one knew that Mu Wanqing also wrote a secret letter.
After reading it, the emperor was silent for a long time and summoned the prince.
"This is Mu Wanqing's letter, take a look."
This was also a routine operation, and the prince was used to it, so he picked up the letter casually.
At first, he was a little nonchalant, but as he watched, his expression became more and more serious.
"This peaceful rehearsal and transformation plan... all came from Mu Wanqing? Does she have a think tank?"
The emperor was half lying on the chaise longue, looking very depressed. "Maybe there is, maybe not, it's not important. What's important is, is this plan feasible?"
The prince looked at the woolen clothes, hats, scarves, socks, and two cans of goat milk powder on the table. These seemingly insignificant things were an important part of the peaceful evolution plan.
The wool and goat milk from Xiwu in Northern Chu were sold to Da Qi, and after some processing, they were exported all over the world.
As sales increase, the demand for sheep will increase, and herders will naturally raise more economic animals and plants and fewer war horses.
If everyone has enough food and clothing, would they still be willing to fight? Ordinary people would definitely not be happy.
As for the ambitious and powerful people, Mu Wanqing has another plan: use luxury goods to take away their money.
Without money, it’s useless to fight.
“I think it’s feasible.”
Countless people have died in the wars every year, and the country has suffered a lot of hard work and wealth. Compared with expanding territory, the prince most desires peace.
The emperor nodded slightly, "You are responsible for following up on this matter, and contact Qingping County Princess for details."
The prince also intended to have more contact with Mu Wanqing to pave the way for the future, "Yes."
"Princess Qingping is not an ordinary person. We cannot treat her with common sense..." The emperor felt weak all over and his eyelids became heavier. "It is best to treat her as your own sister and give her everything she wants. Although interests are eternal, if we mix some warm friendship with cold interests, we may get unexpected gains."
He was almost at the end of his rope, but he was still guiding the prince step by step and paving the way for him.
The prince felt a sharp pain in his heart, "I understand, Father, please take a rest for a while."
On New Year's Eve, the emperor fainted at a palace banquet. Only then did the court officials realize that the emperor was seriously ill and had not been cured for a long time. He was just trying to get by.
The ministers became interested and wondered if they could get the chance to follow the emperor and invest in advance.
The Crown Prince is the heir apparent, and there is not much benefit to be gained from investing in him. It is better to invest in other princes...
The princes were also eager to try and had many ideas.
But before they could make any move, on New Year's Day, the emperor passed the throne to the crown prince on his sickbed.
The prince ascended the throne smoothly, with the reign title Kangzheng, and was known in history as Emperor Kangzheng.
He worked diligently and loved his people throughout his life, and worked hard to govern the country. He became the king who revived the Great Qi Dynasty and his name will go down in history.
Along with Emperor Kang Zheng, there was another name, Mu Wanqing, the brightest star in the vast history of the Great Qi Dynasty, worshipped by countless later generations.
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