Summary of the previous chapter: The eunuchs caused mischief, the emperor was fatuous, and Ma Xiaoquan was deprived of his power...
Ma Xiaoquan sighed, nodded and said: "Yes, in the two years since I was away from Beijing, Wei Zhongxian has developed his power so fast. Mr. Yang, now only the official department of the six departments is Qingzheng, and the other departments are all under Wei Zhongxian's control.
Eunuch, yesterday, I heard that a rich man bribed someone from the eunuch and actually killed the prefect."
"Ah? Is this the case?" Yang Lian was furious and slapped the table hard. The teacup on the table fell to the ground with a clang and broke into pieces.
Ma Xiaoquan exhaled and advised: "Master Yang, calm down, calm down."
Yang Lian closed his eyes, exhaled, then opened them and said: "Sir Deacon, let me ask you one thing, if I ask you, Deacon, to fight Wei Zhongxian, will you do it?"
Although Yang Lian said it as a question, his tone actually sounded like an exclamation to express his stance.
Ma Xiaoquan stood up and nodded: "Of course, it is unreasonable for our Ming Dynasty to fall into the hands of the eunuchs. Mr. Yang, please tell me, if there is anything I, Ma Xiaoquan, need to help, I will definitely help."
Yang Lian nodded, suddenly laughed, and said: "Deacon, that's enough, that's enough."
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, not understanding what Yang Lian meant.
Yang Lian smiled and said: "After all, the deacon is not a member of my Donglin Party, and Wei Zhongxian will definitely deal with my Donglin Party next. It would be unjust if I, Yang Lian, let the deacon go through this troubled waters."
"Master Yang, you..."
Yang Liandao: "I came here today just to see the deacon's position. I am satisfied with what I have seen and heard."
Ma Xiaoquan hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Yang, there is something I don't know whether I should say."
Yang Lian raised her hand to touch the tea cup on the table. When she couldn't touch it, she realized that she had just patted the table and straightened the tea cup.
"Well, Mr. Butler, it doesn't matter."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that the Donglin Party would suffer a great disaster. Before Mr. Yang came, I went to the temple to seek advice from an eminent monk. The eminent monk's answer was to stay away from disputes.
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Ma Xiaoquan actually did not have this dream. He said this because he wanted to save Yang Lian.
Although he knew that history could not be violated, Yang Lian was an upright and loyal person, and Ma Xiaoquan really couldn't bear to watch him jump into the fire pit.
Of course Yang Lian understood the meaning of Ma Xiaoquan's words. He smiled slightly, stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Deacon, I appreciate your kindness, but when I am in court, I have to share the worries and solve the problems for the emperor and the world. If everyone wants to
In order to stay away from disputes, how can we, the Ming Dynasty, rely on to establish our country?"
Yang Lian's words made Ma Xiaoquan so ashamed that for a moment, he was speechless.
Yang Lian smiled bitterly, sat back in his seat, shook his head and said: "Brother Ma, well, you and I have known each other for a long time. I, Yang Lian, am not talented, so I will call you Brother Ma."
Ma Xiaoquan stood up and raised his hands to Yang Lian: "Then I will also call you Brother Yang."
Yang Lian laughed: "Okay, there is a big age difference between you and me, but we can still be friends forever. Not bad, not bad, haha."
Yang Lian paused for a moment and continued: "Brother Ma, I understand what you mean. In fact, before I came to you, I didn't have high hopes...because...you
Ma Xiaoquan is not a gentleman."
Ma Xiaoquan scratched his head and chuckled, acquiescing to Yang Lian's conclusion.
"But... just because you send your own money to the front line again and again for the sake of the country and the border, for this, I, Yang Lian, have to admire you."
Ma Xiaoquan was so ashamed that he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yang Lian.
When Ma Xiaoquan transported money to Ningyuan, Liaodong, part of it was actually for support, but most of it was for planning his future life.
When Yang Lian saw Ma Xiaoquan lowering his head, he thought he was embarrassed and said with a smile: "Brother Ma, don't be embarrassed. I know where you can send money. The money's origin is also somewhat unfair, but no matter what,
You are all doing this for me, the Ming Dynasty, so you, this little brother, are worthy of my friendship, Yang Lian."
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head, nodded heavily, and said: "Brother Yang, what you said...I really don't dare to accept it."
"What's the matter? Okay, I should go." After that, Yang Lian stood up and said, "Uh, brother Ma, I'm sorry about the teacup on the ground."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Ma Xiaoquan stood up and said goodbye.
Yang Lianyi pushed Ma Xiaoquan: "Okay, don't give it away. There are probably many Wei Zhongxian's eyeliners staring at you outside the Ma family. I, how did you get in, will you go out the same way, just don't give it away."
Ma Xiaoquan hummed: "Brother Yang, I won't give it away."
"Uh-huh, I won't give it away, I won't give it away." Yang Lian waved to Ma Xiaoquan and walked out of the study alone...
After watching Yang Lian leave, Ma Xiaoquan sat back in his seat.
Raising his head, Ma Xiaoquan exhaled.
"Yang Lian, Brother Yang..." Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said to himself, "Next, you will face the eunuchs alone, but I... know the history, but can't
I, Ma Xiaoquan, am ashamed to help you pass the test."
As soon as he finished speaking, the study door opened again, and Li Qinghan walked in, walked up to Ma Xiaoquan, and gently hugged his head.
"Qinghan, I..." Ma Xiaoquan buried his head in Li Qinghan's arms and murmured.
"Don't say anything. I know, I know. I actually heard the conversation you just had, Ma Xiaoquan. You don't have to blame yourself. This kind of thing is not something you can bear alone."
"But...I know, I know everything."
Li Qinghan smiled and touched Ma Xiaoquan's head: "Sometimes, you are like Feng'er... a child who has not grown up... Ma Xiaoquan, you are not a sage, nor are you
It will not leave a name in this period of history. In that case, why do you have to worry about it? Do you still remember the first time we confessed each other's feelings? Your thoughts, your plans, what you did for the Ma family
Isn't everything your goal...These are your original intentions...Don't forget your original intentions..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Don't forget your original intention, don't forget your original intention..."
That night, Li Qinghan accompanied Ma Xiaoquan in the study. The two of them didn't say much, they just sat in silence and did nothing until dawn...
