My family is not poor

Kong Yijia was startled, and what she was about to say suddenly got stuck in her throat.

She looked at Mu Mingyuan in shock.

He actually yelled at her? He actually told her to shut up?

Ever since she gave up her honor and status as a boudoir girl and eloped with him, which greatly moved him. After Pei Yi died, she was successfully married by him. All this time, he has never said a harsh word to her. Whenever she

Mu Mingyuan felt extremely distressed when he showed tearful eyes and a pear-shaped expression.

Moreover, she has children by her side, and Manqi is also the wife of Dingyuan Hou Shizi.

And she also used the bed skills passed down from her mother to hold him firmly in her hands.

When had Mu Mingyuan been so ruthless to her?

Is it because she is old and lustful, so the master has his eye on another woman?

Or does the master think she has become ugly from crying?

Kong Yijia originally came here about Mu Yong, but after being shouted at, he had long forgotten about Mu Yong.

What is the logic?

An Yizhuo said: "No, it's just prepared here!" He also said: "The food in Yiyunlou is so delicious. When do you think I can ask Chef Li to cook a table for me in person?"

People eat happily."

But her connections are not limited to An Yizhuo's.

An Yizhuo's expression became calmer and he said: "You can become a great minister by taking the imperial examination, but this road is dark and tortuous. And by going to Jining Hall, I can do more meaningful things and help those who can really help."

Rather than scurrying around in officialdom, scheming with others, and wasting time needlessly!"

He looked a little depressed. He shouldn't have said these words. After all, Mu Qingyu had nothing to do with the court. Miss Mu might not be willing to hear the twists and turns, let alone feel the same.

Mu Qingyu chuckled lightly and said, "You don't want these clothes anymore? How can you wipe your mouth with your sleeves?" There was also a handkerchief specially prepared by the restaurant next to it.

Isn’t that right? You invited someone else and you ate it first?

Kong Yijia won his heart the most because she was like an interpretive flower. Not only that, she was gentle and caring, making people sympathize with her.

Mu Mingyuan frowned again. He also had a concubine named Mu Huangfeng, who was born to Aunt Zhang in the house. He should be seventeen years old now.

Mu Qingyu said: "Your thoughts are good, your intentions are good, and your ambitions in your heart are full of enthusiasm. But you are wrong! The court is corrupt, the officials are dead, and powerful traitors are in power. The strategy of the court is only

It will be even more detrimental to the people. Sometimes our efforts actually don't change anything. Isn't the corrupt court what we really want to change? There are more passionate officials like you who can enter the court, even if you put forward the ten suggestions.

Only one can be adopted, and the court will slowly change."

He finally said: "Look, during this Qingzhou disaster, Jiningtang spent more money than the court spent on disaster relief. Do you think the court paid attention to the people?"

"Then you must finish it!" An Yizhuo drooled and his eyes shone, "Do you mean that I have a chance? Tell me what the conditions are, as long as I can do it!"

After Wu Zhong left, Kong Yijia burst into tears again. Mu Yong hoped that nothing would happen to her. This was the foundation of her life in the Mu family. She said: "Master, I will go and deliver some food and clothes to Yong'er."

Bar?"

He talked about several major events in one breath. These major events all happened in the past ten years in Dongxia. Not only was the money allocated by the court not enough, but it was also being withheld at every level. There was not much left to reach the victims. Almost every disaster relief effort would be

If it causes a civil uprising, every civil uprising will be suppressed by a large army.

Anyway, he has children, so it doesn’t matter if he loses a bastard!

So now, Mu Yong has become his only son.

At that time, when he came back from the next morning, the two-year-old child always ran over to greet him with short legs and called him daddy.

Mu Qingyu said: "Don't worry, you can't hear anything you say here!" The soundproofing of this room is extremely good, and even ordinary people can't book it.

The only difference is that the Pei family has no more money to harvest, and now the Kong family can continue to provide him with money. As for the Kong family, which he has spent a lot of effort to find, that naturally cannot be calculated!

Kong Yijia didn't know what Mu Mingyuan was thinking about at this time. Her eyes were full of sorrow, worry, helplessness and pity: "Master, please make up your mind. Yong'er is your only son!"

He thought that no matter how hard it was for him, a rebellious son like me, he couldn't let the Mu family die.

In the elegant single room on the right side of the second floor of Yiyun Building, a young man ordered a table of food by himself. While he was eating deliciously, he looked outside the door as if he was waiting for someone.

The Kong family has given him a lot of money over the years, but it is still far from what the Weiwu Marquis Mansion gave him.

An Yizhuo smiled and said: "Nancheng Dusi is a very discerning man. The blow looks scary, but it's not too heavy. Besides, I was prepared and didn't get hurt too much. Miss Mu, I still want to go to Qingzhou to show off my skills.

Just agree!"

Mu Huangfeng was also born when Pei Yi was here.

After Pei Yi died, Aunt Zhang took good care of the child. Although she was not outstanding, she was not stupid either. But then Aunt Zhang died. Not only Aunt Zhang, but also his concubines died of illness one by one inexplicably.

Or someone made a mistake and was punished.

Which royal wife of a high-ranking official residence is so unable to stand up?

But he disappeared when he was eleven years old. He must have been abducted and trafficked by a flower girl. It is still unknown whether he is dead or alive.

The high fever forced Nancheng Dusi to notify Mu Mansion. Obviously the symptoms were serious and there was no way to be careless.

For someone like An Yizhuo to become friends with her, it is because they share the same interests.

Mu Qingyu shook her head and smiled: "You really don't think so, do you have any other secrets?"

Thinking of Pei Yi, his face darkened again.

Now Kong Yijia is the only one in his inner house.

Mu Yong is her lifeblood, but she must have a life first!

She immediately stopped crying, wiped away her tears, stood by the bed, and said plaintively: "Master, I am in the wrong body!"

Xun Cheng'en, the Chancellor of the Imperial Hospital, was of the fourth rank. His famous invitation was enough to invite the Chancellor to visit the Nancheng Capital Prison.

An Yizhuo said: "As long as you agree, girl, I can certainly make grandpa agree!"

He looked at Mu Qingyu, his voice full of helplessness: "You said that even if I take the imperial examination, in order to survive in the cracks, do I have to rack my brains and work hard. I use all my energy and wisdom here.

, how much energy do I have left to do other things?”

Mu Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "Nowadays, the imperial court is not entirely full of princes. Are you too pessimistic?"

Mu Qingyu agreed, and said: "You are right, the people's lives are a little bit harder! We are all doing what we can. I opened the Jining Hall, and the Mo Family Yishan Hall opened by Mr. Dongfang, although to a certain extent

The above has helped some people in need. But can it really solve the people's problems? No matter how much we invest, as long as the court's strategy remains unchanged, there is only so much we can do, so we really need to change, not us

It doesn’t matter how much practical work you do. It’s about whether the court’s strategy can give the people a way to survive!”

But Kong Yijia is the one who is at the forefront of his heart, not to mention that she alone can fully meet all his needs on the bed. Those women will be gone if they are gone.

Butler Wu Zhong responded and immediately went down to do it.

An Yizhuo then said: "Miss Mu, you are not in the officialdom, and you are not even involved in the affairs of the court, so you don't know anything! Even if I take the imperial examination, I may not be able to show my ambition. Now, there has been no prince in the court for a long time, and there are several princes.

Intrigue. My father and grandfather and I occasionally discuss the situation of the court, and I can see through it. They are only looking for their own interests, and have not considered the interests of the court at all, nor the interests of Dongxia, let alone the interests of the people. The two of them

No matter who ascends to that position, it may not be a blessing to the people. People like us will neither become their confidants nor the people they rely on."

When Aunt Zhang died, he was aware of it and knew that it was Kong Yijia who had done it secretly.

An Yizhuo was thoughtful, but his expression became even more depressed.

Mu Qingyu said speechlessly: "You want to sell yourself so easily just for a bite to eat?"

Mu Qingyu patted his shoulder gently. The emperor of Dongxia was not a good emperor, but the eldest prince and the fourth prince were even worse.

Kong Yijia was his wife, not his concubine, but she was always arrogant in front of her. When something happened, she would panic and cry. She could only pin her hopes on him, and she couldn't help at all.

An Yizhuo smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, my grandfather has long wanted to retire. Today's court, from... to those two princes who are very vocal, do not take the lives of the people at all. Those disasters in Qingzhou, they died

How many people are there? How many people are displaced? Not only Qingzhou, but also Dongxia, which state has not had several disasters in the past few years? But look at how much money the court has allocated for disaster relief? Seven years ago, the Yongzhou disaster caused tens of thousands of people to suffer.

The surname died and more than 100,000 people were displaced. The imperial court only poured out one million taels of disaster relief money. The eldest prince was responsible for the disaster relief. In the end, only one hundred thousand taels arrived at the disaster area. The people could not survive, triggering a civil uprising, and the imperial court sent troops to suppress it.

, and killed tens of thousands of victims..."

Kong Yijia was shocked when she heard the coldness and alienation in these two words, but her concern for her son took over, and she did not dare to touch Mu Mingyuan's bad luck again, so she immediately went down to prepare.

Mu Qingyu was amused: "If Chef Li really cooks a table of food, can you finish it by yourself?"

Mu Qingyu said: "Okay, let's get down to business and answer my previous questions!"

But after thinking about it, Kong Yijia seems to have put all her thoughts on him, and her daughter has not taught her well. She dared to give and receive privately with her fiancé before they were married, which embarrassed him.

Mu Qingyu said speechlessly: "You have to figure out your identity. You are your grandfather's only grandson, and he has high hopes for you. Qingzhou is barren, disaster-ridden and the people are suffering, and things are not easy to do there. I can agree, you

Grandpa can’t agree either!”

He used to think that Kong Yijia was very good, but this incident made him have some doubts.

Mu Qingyu looked at the several sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table: "Did you invite others?"

An Yizhuo's expression froze slightly, he looked around and said nothing.

"Is that person eating in one bite? It's a table, and Chef Li is cooking it himself!" An Yizhuo smiled, as if he would be able to eat the food he wanted to eat right away.

"So what you mean is..."
To be continued...