Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 134: Strolling through the Night Market(1)_1

Chapter 134: Chapter 134: Strolling through the Night Market(1)_1

Mu Zhongqing discerned his daughter’s thoughts and said with a bitter smile, "According to the laws of our Great Jin Nation, all citizens over the age of 70 who have not betrayed their country, conspired with the enemy, murdered individuals or stole goods can be exempted from punishment."

"However, there is another law: all citizens of the Great Jin, who have repeatedly violated the national laws, shall have their punishments doubled and are not pardoned. Your grandfather already has a record in the local government office from fifteen years ago, so he does not qualify for the exemption."

"Damn!"

Cai Wei blurted out in frustration. She had long noticed that the old man didn’t seem like a good person. Despite wearing the mask of a respected elder, lecturing one person and scolding another, it turned out he was just a hypocritical old jerk. She suspected that his crime was probably adultery or theft!

"Wei’er, what do you want to ’roast’?"

Lady Du softly replied, "Your dad’s health is frail, not suitable for fatty foods like roasted meat skewers. If you want to roast something, roast some cabbage instead!"

Cai Wei took a deep breath in silence. Damn! Was she even in the mood to roast anything now?

"Mother, we don’t have all the necessary tools here, let’s wait until we get back home to roast," she suggested.

Seeing her daughter’s low spirits, Lady Du comforted her, "Don’t worry, don’t you know County Magistrate An? Tomorrow, let your father accompany you to Master An’s mansion and inquire about whether your grandfather’s case can be pardoned."

Cai Wei placed the tray on the table, rubbing the center of her brow with a sigh, "Ah, alright."

Upon seeing his daughter’s gloom, Mu Zhongqing guiltily said, "Wei’er, once this matter passes, your father can relax. From then on, we’ll do as you say at home. Wherever you want to move, our family will move there."

Upon hearing this, Cai Wei’s dismal mood lifted significantly, "Really?"

Mu Zhongqing nodded and smiled, "Your father would never lie to you."

With her father’s promise, Cai Wei’s spirits picked up significantly. She had initially thought that relocating would require a lot of convincing, but she hadn’t expected her father to be so understanding and readily agree to her decision. Now, all she had to do was get Mu Liankui out, and there would be no restrictions at home!

Thinking about this, she became more enthusiastic about rescuing Mu Liankui than ever before. The idea of using the Divine Spatial Beast to stage a jailbreak even crossed her mind. Of course, this was just a temporary spur-of-the-moment idea. Once she calmed down, she still decided to go to An Qiyun to inquire about the situation.

Seeing his beloved daughter’s renewed happiness, Mu Zhongqing also relaxed his stern expression, picking up the medicine soup that Cai Wei had brought in and laughing.

"Let me try the medicine that Wei’er cooked. If it tastes good, tomorrow I’ll make you a kite to fly in the spring. If it doesn’t taste good, I’ll make kites for them to fly and you can just watch!"

"..."

Mu Zhongqing drank the medicine soup in one gulp, his eyebrows furrowing in bitterness! In his haste, he had to take a sip of the ginseng soup to soothe the palate. It wasn’t until the ginseng soup diluted the bitterness of the medicine that his eyebrows relaxed a little.

Seeing her husband’s knitted brows, Lady Du couldn’t help but say, "It must be really bitter. There’s a candy shop next door, should I send Zhang Bo to buy some candied fruit?"

Mu Zhongqing waved his hand away, grimacing for a moment before finally replying painfully, "The medicine my daughter cooks, is sweet!"

Cai Wei understood her father’s intentions. She knew he was trying to cheer her up, fearing she was unhappy about rescuing Mu Liankui. How could she disappoint her loving father? So she put on a girlish look and enthusiastically said, "That’s great, Dad says my medicine tastes good, I want the fairy kite that Dad will personally draw, and make it look like Mom."

"Okay, whatever Wei’er wishes to draw, that’s what we’ll draw." Mu Zhongqing, a doting father, would do anything to make his daughter happy, without hesitation.