【1317】Widow's front door is much right and wrong (3)
Summary of the previous chapter: The widow’s name is Chen Xiaoxiao. During the conversation, she turned out to be related to the Ma family...
Ma Xiao turned his head and took a yellowed letter from Chen Xiaoxiao. He opened it and read it, and was surprised. Zero point hundred to ten thousand\small! said
In the letter, Ma Zhi revealed the style problems of Zhang Jing, the eldest sister of the Zhang family, and advised the fourth young master Ma Xiaoquan, who died, to treat Chen Xiaoxiao well. In addition, he seemed to know that he was going to Ningyuan during his trip.
There was no return, so I asked my fourth brother to take care of my sister-in-law Li Qinghan... Also... there was a woman named Hua, and I asked my fourth brother to ask someone to tell her that my eldest brother was sorry for her...
....
After reading the letter, Ma Xiaoquan was also shocked. This Ma Zhi, Li Qinghan sounds very upright, but in fact he is also a playboy. The woman named Hua is Hua Yue...
"Brother Hu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so surprised?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and came back to his senses: "It's nothing, I just think it's a coincidence."
"What a coincidence? What a coincidence?"
Ma Xiaoquan panicked and said: "Sister, this Ma Xiaoquan has become a popular figure around the emperor now. I heard that he is also the deacon of Jinyiwei and a high-ranking official of the second rank."
"So powerful?" Chen Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.
"Yes, and I think I have seen Zhang Jing, the eldest sister of the Zhang family, in your letter..."
"Oh, then what kind of person is this Zhang Jing?"
Ma Xiaoquan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and finally diverted the topic away. He had been surprised just now, and Chen Xiaoxiao must have been suspicious.
"I don't know the details, but Zhang Jing's father, uh, is Zhang Tianhao, the richest man in Beijing. I have met him many times. Hey, to put it bluntly, my family owes someone money, and they send someone to ask for the debt. We
Go home and ask for a few more days of grace.”
Chen Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and chuckled: "So that's it, Brother Hu, no wonder you are surprised."
Ma Xiaoquan scratched his scalp: "Hey, it's all tears. Okay, sister, come on, let's have some tea."
Chen Xiaoxiao nodded, picked up the teacup, and shook his head with Ma Xiaoquan.
Putting down the tea cup, Ma Xiaoquan said: "Sister, I hope we will keep it secret about what we talked about today, and you too. This widow has a lot of troubles in front of her. I came into your yard today, and I will definitely be attacked by those guys from the Cao Gang when I go back.
Cross-examination..."
Chen Xiaoxiao shook his head and asked: "Brother Hu, how can my sister help you if you need it?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Sister, I gave birth to that man before... oh no, that maid of yours. If you can give me something to prove, I will be relatively safe when I go back. Of course,
If you have money, there will be a big meal to eat. If girls are interested, we can eat together."
"Oh? What can I give you..." Chen Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, "Brother Hu, how about a handkerchief?"
"Handkerchief? Of course." Ma Xiaoquan was secretly happy. Originally, he was embarrassed to ask the woman for a handkerchief. After all, ordinary women would not give such a personal item.
"Well, then... I'll give you this. It has my embroidered name on it..." Chen Xiaoxiao took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve pocket and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan.
The horse took the handkerchief carefully and held it in his hand. If Chen Xiaoxiao hadn't been there, he would have taken it to his nose and sniffed it.
After putting away the handkerchief, Ma Xiaoquan stood up and said: "Okay, it's getting late, sister, I'm leaving."
Chen Xiaoxiao nodded and stood up: "Brother Hu, I won't give it away."
"Okay." Ma Xiaoquan nodded slightly and left the pavilion.
When he reached the entrance of the courtyard, the man-in-law suddenly chased him and grabbed Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan was surprised and said: "What are you doing?"
"Oh, don't be so surprised. Hu Hansan, I just heard the conversation between you and our master."
Ma Xiaoquan was shocked: "You actually eavesdropped?"
"What does eavesdropping mean? Hey, okay, I just eavesdropped. I didn't expect you to be a cultural person, hehe..."
Ma Xiaoquan's head was getting bigger. He was most afraid of people like this. Although he didn't understand it, once this kind of person couldn't maintain himself well, he would be the biggest sounding board.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and pretended to be frivolous: "Why, what do you want to do?"
"Actually...it doesn't really matter...it's just that when you come here in the future, can you...can you bring me flowers..."
Ma Xiaoquan was helpless, but he still had to pretend to be sincere on the surface: "Of course you can do this."
"That's great, Hu Hansan, thank you." Then the man-in-law stretched out his hand and slapped Ma Xiaoquan hard on the butt.
"Pah" was a loud slap, which showed how much force the man had used.
Ma Xiaoquan screamed, covered his butt and ran away...
Returning to Caobang, Ma Xiaoquan went straight to the resting place without saying a word.
Although Caobang does not provide overnight stays, there is still a place for workers to rest after meals.
As soon as he entered the door, his colleagues from the Fujian faction gathered around him. Everyone was "concerned" and asked Ma Xiaoquan about today's "results."
Ma Xiaoquan's eyebrows were dancing, and he carefully took out a handkerchief from the center of his chest in front of everyone. He waved it and said carelessly: "Did you see it? Did you see it? Have you seen this handkerchief?"
People with good eyesight immediately saw the tattoo on the handkerchief and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... this is the handkerchief of that widow, the most beautiful widow..."
"What? Let me see, let me see..."
Ma Xiaoquan took back the handkerchief, covered it with his hand, and said: "Don't worry, everyone has a share, everyone can see it, but you are not allowed to take it, Miss Chen gave it to me, hehe."
Seeing that Ma Xiaoquan was so proud, some people said sourly: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, give it back to Miss Chen, I, Hu Hansan, you are so thick-skinned..."
Ma Xiaoquan laughed: "Look at you, what does it mean to be thick-skinned? What do I mean by being awesome? If you have the ability, go and beg me for a handkerchief?"
Just when everyone was chattering, Niu San suddenly appeared.
Niu San had a higher status in the Fujian sect, so everyone stopped talking when they saw it was him.
Ma Xiaoquan also saw Niu San. Without saying a word, he ran to Niu San with a smile: "Brother Niu San, look, you lost. Hehe, I got this handkerchief back."
Niu San rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan, snatched the handkerchief from his hand, unfolded it and looked a little surprised: "Chen Nu Xiaoxiao... Hu Hansan, did you really get it?"
"Brother Niu San, you still don't believe it? Why don't you just hold it in your hand?"
Niu San carefully read the tattoo on the handkerchief again, swallowed his saliva, and said: "How dare you, a stupid ass, beg for such a treasure? No, it will be confiscated."
Ma Xiaoquan hugged Niu San and said, "Brother Niu San, you can't be a simp. I'll give you the handkerchief. You have to treat me to a meal, right?"
Niu San pushed Ma Xiaoquan away angrily: "Damn it, when did I cheat? I'm going to investigate. If this is true, you can eat whatever you want until you die."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Niu San, yours was heard by everyone present."
"Fuck you." Niu San stretched out his leg and kicked Ma Xiaoquan on the butt. Ma Xiaoquan was not angry at all. Niu San always used bad words to everyone, and everyone was used to it.
Niu San walked away with the handkerchief, and Ma Xiaoquan immediately became a famous figure in the Cao Gang. Not only the attitude of the Fujian people in his sect towards him changed a lot, but also people from other sects came forward to congratulate him, although he only got the
A handkerchief, but in the eyes of these hormonal bachelors, Ma Xiaoquan has already won half the battle.
Not long after Ma Xiaoquan obtained Chen Xiaoxiao's handkerchief, word spread to the ears of the Fujian faction leader.
In the hall at the entrance of the Fujian sect, the leader held a handkerchief in his hand. In front of him, Niu San stood obediently, looking at Niu San's eyes, he was very unwilling, but helpless.
The moment the leader raised his head, Niu San quickly lowered his head in great respect.
"Niu San, what, do you want to keep this handkerchief for yourself?"
Although Niu San was unhappy in his heart, he said respectfully on the surface: "Boss, I don't want to take it all to myself. You also know that Hu Hansan was able to get the handkerchief from Chen Xiaoxiao not long after he came here.
, no matter what, I have to get evidence to verify the authenticity, right?"
"Oh, then you, is this handkerchief real or fake?"
Niu San said: "Boss, this handkerchief does belong to Chen Xiaoxiao. I also asked clearly. It was Hu Hansan who stole the chicken and caught the blind man and defrauded it from one of her maids. For this, I heard that Chen Xiaoxiao was very angry.
."
"Oh, I see. Well, whatever, I also heard that you made a bet with Hu Hansan. As long as he gets the handkerchief back, you will treat him to dinner?"
Niu San nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, there is such a thing."
"Well, okay, Niu San, I will give you a task. You get close to Hu Hansan and find a way to trick him. Although he is from Fujian, I grew up in Beijing, so I still have to test it.
He, in addition, you think of a way to get him to introduce you to Chen Xiaoxiao. If Hu Hansan has the ability to get a handkerchief, he must have the ability to meet Chen Xiaoxiao himself in the future. As for the ultimate goal..." Fujian
The leader suddenly rolled his eyes at this point.
Niu San quickly answered: "The ultimate goal is to bring Chen Xiaoxiao to your boss!"
"Well, very good, you are very smart, you can go." The leader of the Fujian faction nodded with satisfaction.
Niu San was a little reluctant: "Boss, that handkerchief..."