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【1312】Salt transport (7)

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Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan made a bet with the leaders of Fujian and Henan factions at the banquet: if the other party can guess what song he sings, he will lose, otherwise, he will win...

Ma Xiaoquan picked up the chopsticks and gently tapped the edge of a large bowl.

"Ding", the big bowl made a crisp sound.

The scene became quiet, Ma Xiaoquan raised his head, smiled at the leaders of the Fujian and Henan factions, and knocked again.

"Don't delay, hurry up," the leader of the Henan faction urged.

Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and looked at Hua Yue beside him.

But seeing Hua Yue staring at him with a tigerish face, as if he wanted to eat someone, Ma Xiaoquan stuck out his tongue, quickly turned back and said softly: "Well, where is this song of mine, please listen carefully.

"After that, Ma Xiaoquan took the chopsticks and gently tapped the ten large bowls in front of him.

"Ding... ding ding ding..." The rhythm of Ma Xiaoquan's tapping of the big bowl was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Because the bowl contained water of different depths, the sounds it made were different.

When these different sounds are put together, they actually sound pretty good.

Hua Yue was originally angry at Ma Xiaoquan for taking matters into his own hands, but when she heard the sound of Ma Xiaoquan banging the big bowl, she was stunned.

"What is this?" Hua Yue couldn't help but asked curiously.

Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and put his hand to his lips to make a whisper.

Everyone under the seat was also surprised. No one thought that Ma Xiaoquan could actually knock the water bowl into a sound that could compose a very pleasant melody.

Ma Xiaoquan did not stop. He closed his eyes and tapped each big bowl methodically according to the music score in his mind. The tinkling sound was like a sound from heaven, slowly entering the hearts of everyone present.

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The leaders of the two factions in Fujian and Henan were secretly shocked. They were trying hard to recall the origin of this melody, but...no matter how they thought about it, they could not figure out where it came from, because...the other party played

This paragraph is unlike anything they have ever heard in terms of music or rhythm...

The two of them were very dissatisfied. If they were defeated by a piece of music that this little-known guy casually knocked out today, how would they be able to survive in the future? No, even if it was made up today, even if it was just made up, it would have to be made up...

..

Ma Xiaoquan glanced sideways at the leaders of the Fujian and Henan factions. He knew that the two of them must be planning something detrimental to him at the moment, but he was not afraid because he already knew the music score of this melody by heart.

...

Ma Xiaoquan tilted his head, closed his eyes again, and then slowly sang the lyrics...

"Lonely at night under the lamp without a companion...the breeze blows across my face...she is seventeen or eighteen years old and unmarried...thinking of the young man's home...she is indeed beautiful and white-skinned.

.....Who's family member...want to ask about Yi Jing's evildoing...play the pipa in my heart..."

As soon as the lyrics were sung, everyone present was shocked. The description of the lyrics was a bit explicit yet elegant, and the way the words were sung, although it sounded out of place, had a clear sense of rhythm, and it turned out...

Jean has never heard...this...what song is this?

Hua Yue was also surprised. She had heard Ma Xiaoquan humming before, but due to the interference from outside sounds, Hua Yue at that time only thought that Ma Xiaoquan was humming randomly. Now it sounds like Ma Xiaoquan is not humming randomly, he has a basis...

..

At the outermost edge of the banquet hall, Fang Yun's wife nodded repeatedly. She also knew a lot about music and had never heard such a beautiful song. However, Fang Yun's sister was as excited as a deer... No need.

Said that she was attracted by Ma Xiaoquan's singing, and then developed a crush on Ma Xiaoquan...

"Who said a woman's heart is hard to guess... She owes someone to love her... Flowers bloom when they are broken and they have to be picked... Youth is the cutest... Buy your own flowers and bring them yourself

... How comfortable it is to love and hate... Just so that life will never be repeated... Why not let go..." Ma Xiaoquan continued to sing the second half of the lyrics, his

The sound made a few twists and turns from time to time.

Looking sideways at the people in the banquet hall, Ma Xiaoquan felt secretly happy, hum hum hum, I am the upright Maiba of the Extreme Team, boys, are you embarrassed, haha, let me guess? This is the modern version of the damn thing

"Wang Chunfeng", or is it in the R&B style, can you guess it? If you can guess it, you are really capable, huh...

After singing the lyrics, Ma Xiaoquan's melody of tapping the big bowl did not stop. He gradually weakened his strength from fast to slow, and the sound of hitting the big bowl also weakened until it disappeared...

Opening his eyes, Ma Xiaoquan looked at everyone with a smile.

Hua Yue's eyes were filled with tears, while the other people sitting down were shaking their heads with unfulfilled thoughts.

The leaders of the Fujian and Henan factions turned red. They knew very well that they had not guessed what song it was, so... they lost.

However, wouldn't it be embarrassing if we just hand over our power like this? Besides, handing over our power means that we have no source of money. Without the source of money, how can we support so many of our people?

But if you are fooled, if Ma San gets angry, you can ask Ma Xiaoquan in Beijing for help. When the time comes to recruit the Jin Yiwei, it will be a difficult task...

Seeing that the leaders of the two factions were silent, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly laughed and asked, "Did you two guess it?"

The two did not speak.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. This song is called Looking at the Spring Breeze."

"Looking at the spring breeze?" The two of them were stunned for a moment and looked at Ma Xiaoquan.

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes, I use it to look at the spring breeze to highlight the soft thoughts of a girl who is about to get married... Well, how about it, not bad? Okay, I couldn't guess the two of them, so...

...Our previous bet..."

"Wait a minute!" the leader of the Henan faction stood up and said, "Ma San, I haven't said that I can't guess it yet. You said it yourself, so we didn't lose this bet..."

Ma Xiaoquan had expected this, so he was not angry at the other party's cheating: "Haha, if you lose, you lose, why bother to quibble. Of course, I didn't embarrass you. This is just an experiment of mine. Whatever, I know you two

It is impossible for people to hand over the power in their hands. After all, you still have so many people to support, so... through this bet, what I want to say is, if you have anything in the future, you need to report to

How about I let you know?"

The leaders of the two factions looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding instantly.

"What's the problem? I promise you!"

Ma Xiaoquan laughed, stood up and said, "Okay, a gentleman speaks quickly and whips his whip. I, Ma San, will remember what you said today!"

The leaders of the two factions snorted coldly and handed over to Ma Xiaoquan: "Farewell!"

This time Ma Xiaoquan did not stop him and watched the two factions leave. Some small factions related to the two factions also withdrew.

...

Ma Xiaoquan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at the people left in the banquet hall. After the two major factions left, there were still nearly half of the small factions left, and these small factions were exactly those who were sitting on the outermost edge.

people.

With a chuckle, Ma Xiaoquan waved to those people: "Everyone, come and sit down. The banquet is not over yet. Everyone can drink as much as they like."

Fang Yun laughed heartily, took the lead and was the first to rush forward, sitting where the leader of the Fujian faction had been sitting just now.

As soon as Fang Yun came up, other people also stepped forward.

Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said: "This time, the positions are not prioritized. You can sit wherever you like. Come here, we will serve food and wine..."

...

Hua Yue slowly approached Ma Xiaoquan and whispered: "Ma Xiaoquan, what kind of person are you? Did you compose the song just now?"

Ma Xiaoquan replied in a low voice: "Of course not, I'm just familiar with it."

"So that big bowl banging thing...how did you come up with that?"

Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Is this the same as chimes? Well, of course, I have a little bit of knowledge hehe."

Hua Yue was very happy in her heart. Regardless of this, Ma Xiaoquan did a very beautiful job today. The purpose of this "Hongmen Banquet" was also achieved. The more I look at such an outstanding man, the more I like him.

Fang Yun's wife and sister walked up to Ma Xiaoquan with wine glasses and said: "I want to toast to Master Ma, my poor concubine."

Ma Xiaoquan laughed, pointed at Fang Yun in the audience, and joked: "Well, I am older than you, so I call you younger brother and younger sister, do you mind?"

"Speak to the adults, I don't mind."

"Okay, haha, brothers and sisters, Fang Xiaomei, I'll drink your glass of wine."

Ma Xiaoquan picked up the wine glass and drank it all. This time, he drank real wine.

Ma Xiaoquan was too drunk, and after a few glasses of wine, he began to feel a little dizzy. As Ma Xiaoquan's "nominal" wife, Hua Yue naturally had to be by his side at all times.

The banquet lasted until late at night. At this time, Ma Xiaoquan was already drunk and lost his mind.

Hua Yue struggled to help Ma Xiaoquan and help him into the bedroom.

After helping Ma Xiaoquan take off his clothes and shoes, and covering himself with quilt, Hua Yue breathed out heavily.

At this moment, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly reached out and grabbed Hua Yue, murmuring: "Qinghan, is that you?"

Hua Yue was stunned and felt jealous in her heart, but there was nothing she could do.

"Yeah" Hua Yue hummed somewhat unwillingly.

Ma Xiaoquan gently touched Hua Yue's hand and said: "It's great. It's been so long and I finally see you. You have worked hard in Beijing these days. Don't worry, I will definitely go back...

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