Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 192 Nobody Wants To Whore For Free
Mu Wantang bit her lip and said nothing. She supported Mrs. Mu's arm, and after boarding her carriage, she couldn't help throwing herself into Mrs. Mu's arms, sobbing and crying loudly.

All the family property was handed over, and even their clothes and jewelry were registered and divided into things. There were not many things that could be taken away, so they simply packed up and planned to set off.

They planned to go back to their hometown, but Song Yuan reminded them that for a long time, through business contacts, they had already removed a lot of business and cash. Even without the 3000 taels of silver, their mother and daughter would not have to worry about food and drink.

Before departure, the guards inquired all the way and finally found their home. Now there are only four or five loyal old servants around them. When they opened the door and saw the guards' clothes, they didn't know which family they belonged to for a while.

"Who are you looking for, brother?"

The guard looked inside: "Excuse me, is this Miss Mu Wantang's house?"

When he mentioned the name of his own girl, the old servant nodded: "Yes."

"I'm with the ninth son of the Zhongshan Prince's Mansion. My son entrusted me to deliver a letter to Miss Mu, and I hope my mother-in-law will pass it on. I'll come to get the girl's reply tomorrow morning." He handed the letter to the old servant, and immediately turned around and led the horse away.

He also had to go back to the palace to find the token that Song Chun wanted to pass the customs, which Song Yuan specially ordered.

The old servant didn't dare to delay, and immediately sent the letter in.

Mrs. Mu and Mu Wantang were sad in the room, looking at the empty room, they really didn't have the slightest nostalgia for this place.

"Miss." The old servant came in with a letter: "A little brother came and said he was with the Ninth Prince of Zhongshan Prince's Mansion, and delivered a letter to the girl."

At first hearing the name, Mrs. Mu was still a little slow, but Mu Wantang quickly came over to take the letter, and seeing the words written by Miss Mu on the envelope, she almost couldn't control her suppressed emotions.

"A letter from the Ninth Young Master?" Madam Mu remembered who it was.

Mu Wantang nodded, and hastily opened it. After carefully reading the contents of the letter, the originally lonely eyes instantly ignited fighting spirit.

Cotton, although I don't know what it is, but Song Yuan's description in the letter is very clear, this thing is in the Western Regions, if it can be found and brought back, the profit will be very considerable.

She handed the letter to Mrs. Mu, and sat down to think about it calmly. After reading it, Mrs. Mu just sighed: "Where do we have caravans, and the territories of foreigners in the Western Regions can go wherever they want. "

"Mother." Mu Wantang looked at her: "I want to try."

Mrs. Mu was stunned for a moment, and immediately objected: "No, how can you do such a risky thing with a daughter? We have enough food and clothing, so we can't afford to take such a risk."

Mu Wantang got up and came over, holding her hand: "Mom, do you have the heart to watch the family wealth left by your father go to waste? We do not lack food and drink, but we can't just sit and eat."

"But you are a girl."

"Before, I was loved by my father, so I didn't have to show my face to take care of outside affairs, but now that my father is gone, I have to fight my own way. I also learned to read and write and calculate accounts since I was a child. Although business is not comparable Father, but I know some tricks, I am willing to give it a try." Her eyes were firm, apparently she had made up her mind.

Mrs. Mu looked at her sadly and worriedly, she couldn't help turning her head and sobbing, thinking of her husband who died long ago and her missing son, she became more and more sad.

"It would be fine if your father and brother were still here."

She was sad, so Mu Wantang hugged her, and the mother and daughter cried until night.

Mu Wantang did not forget to write back to Song Yuan. She accepted the errand and told Song Yuan in the letter that she would take her mother back to her hometown. After she settled down, she immediately arranged for a caravan to go to the Western Regions.

The next morning, the guards came to pick up the letter as promised, and after sending the letter away, Mu Wantang's mother and daughter also set off immediately. The Mu family is now busy dividing up the huge family property, and no one cares about their mother and daughter at all. When leaving, only three carriages got on the road alone.

In the blink of an eye, March, the ice and snow melted, the flat fields were already green, and the cattle and sheep raised in each household began to calve. Song Yuan wrote to the court to postpone the delivery of the last batch of cattle and sheep by one month. After most of the cubs were full moon, the remaining cattle and sheep were counted and sent to Jingzhao.

After receiving Mu Wantang's reply, Song Yuan sent out the cotton seeds and the token of customs clearance. With the token of customs clearance, the Mu family's caravan could leave the customs. Otherwise, they would not be able to leave the land of Great Wei.

After the snow melted, An Zhoushi became even busier, taking his students to stay in the field all day long, Song Yuan didn't know what they were talking about and didn't care, she had more things to do.

Before the ears of wheat came to fruition, letters and documents asking her for seeds came like snowflakes.

"Don't be shameless, don't you want to be shameless, with a red mouth and white teeth, you want as many seeds as you want. When people ask me for sweet potato seedlings, they at least pay for them. Now they want wheat seeds and wait for me." Free gift, what are you thinking about?" Song Yuan cursed and threw the letter on the ground.

The officials dared not speak, seeing that she was irritable, and were not sure whether they should show her the post in their hands.

After cursing, Song Yuan noticed the post in the official's hand: "What is that?"

"It's a post from a few merchants asking to see you. They saw that the wheat seedlings in the field are growing very well, and they intend to buy this season's wheat, so they asked to see you." The official put the post on the desk.

Song Yuan didn't look at it directly: "The people in Leping haven't had enough to eat themselves. Where can they sell idle grain? The grain that is deducted from the rent has to be stored in the warehouse for tax deduction. The yamen has no right to buy and sell, and they have to keep a warehouse of grain. In case of emergency, tell them not to worry about it, there is no surplus food for them.”

"Yes." The official didn't dare to say anything, and came out immediately.

Song Yuan continued to read those letters about whoring for nothing, and Leping's situation only slightly improved, and these people came together to take advantage of it with a big face, it was really shameless.

She wrote down all the people who wanted to go whoring for free. The merchants had such things as wheat seeds. If they really wanted it, they would spend money to buy it. It would be her head to ask for food, so she was not used to it.

When she was free, she went to see the lambs and calves. Although most of the ewes were taken away, each village kept a few ewes for breastfeeding. For business, it is impossible for the Yamen to allocate manpower to raise these things.

The little guys are all good-looking. With the inspections made years ago, the village head repeatedly warned, and the neighbors supervised, no one has the guts to kill these cattle and sheep, and they are their own things, and no one is willing to kill them. to eat meat.

Farming and animal husbandry have a trend of prosperity, but Song Yuan dare not let go of his heart. There are countless possibilities until the moment of harvesting. I am afraid that those rich and powerful who have lost their interests will not let her go so easily. success.

(End of this chapter)