Summary of the previous chapter: Zhang Tianjian was killed by Ma Xiaoquan using a space-time rift. Ma Xiaoquan also fainted due to his injuries. When he woke up, he was rescued by Zhang Mazi...
Seeing Ma Xiaoquan's silence, Zhang Mazi continued to smile and said: "Actually, you don't have to worry. It doesn't matter whether you are Ma Xiaoquan or not, or you really have other ideas, because no matter who you are, I don't mind...
....”
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Zhang Mazi and asked, "What do you want? Do you want this world?"
Zhang Mazi laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "The Ming Dynasty is in danger, and there are indeed many opportunities, but I, Zhang Mazi, are not attached to power. As the saying goes, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility."
"Then what do you want?" Ma Xiaoquan asked again.
"Haha, don't rush, don't rush... Come, let's have another drink!"
Zhang Mazi poured another glass of wine for himself and Ma Xiaoquan, and Ma Xiaoquan drank half of the glass helplessly.
Zhang Mazi looked at the half-full glass of wine left in Ma Xiaoquan's hand and said with a smile: "I've heard for a long time that Mr. Deacon doesn't drink much. Now I see it is indeed the case. Anyway, Mr. Deacon must still have doubts about me, Zhang Mazi. This is very strange.
Normal, haha..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and said: "I am a minister in prison, how can I talk about being a deacon?"
"Eh? You don't have to be too modest, Mr. Deacon. In fact, I also know that the Mr. Deacon and Wei Zhongxian's eunuch have a feud..."
"What?" Ma Xiaoquan looked at Wei Zhongxian, "You want to help me restore my identity and power?"
Ma Xiaoquan did not continue to be suspicious of Zhang Mazi because of his attitude. In view of Zhang Mazi's previous analysis of him, it indirectly showed that either Zhang Mazi really had this ability, or Zhang Mazi stuck an onion in a pig's nose to pretend to be an elephant.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, lowered his head in thought, and rubbed his face with his hands seemingly casually. In fact, he didn't want Zhang Mazi to see his eyes and expression.
After a moment, Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and said: "Prisoner Zhang, if you have this ability, or greater ability than this, why do you want to stay in Tianlao for a long time and be a seventh-grade prisoner? You don't ask for it.
Money, don’t seek beauty. Just now you said you don’t have much interest in power. As for wine, you drink what you should drink and don’t drink what you shouldn’t. Do you know that people like you have almost no weaknesses?
, if..."
Zhang Mazi chuckled and interjected: "If you were a person in power, you would either isolate people like me or get rid of me, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned and nodded.
"Haha... Mr. Deacon, haven't you ever thought that people like me are the most powerful ministers?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Of course you know, for example, Monk Daoyan, right?"
Zhang Mazi nodded: "Yes, but even Dao Yan is not without it. It's just that he knew how to avoid it when he started, so Dao Yan survived to the end."
"So, Zhang Laotou, in your opinion, you and Dao Yan are the same kind of people?" Ma Xiaoquan asked.
Zhang Mazi shook his head: "It looks like it, but it doesn't look alike!"
"It looks a lot like it, but it doesn't look like it at all. So let me ask you, what do you need?"
Zhang Mazi sighed and said with a smile: "Deacon, before I tell you what I want, can you listen to my growth experience?"
Ma Xiaoquan made a gesture of invitation, and the latter nodded and slowly told Ma Xiaoquan about his growth experience.
...
It was already three hours after I listened to Zhang Mazi's growth experience.
During this period, Ma Xiaoquan and Zhang Mazi had a meal together in the cell and drank several bottles of wine. Since Ma Xiaoquan was injured, Zhang Mazi drank most of the wine...
"Well" Ma Xiaoquan breathed out. Three hours is not a short time. If it weren't for him being in the cell, he would have been impatient and fell asleep. However, Zhang Mazi seemed to be in good spirits.
Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his face and said slowly: "I can't tell that Prison Head Zhang is actually a... desireless person."
"A person without desires? Haha, this description is really apt, Mr. Deacon, now you understand why I am not very interested in beauty, money and power, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled. Although he knew about "desireless people", in modern society, Ma Xiaoquan rarely paid attention to them because such people were rarely seen.
Desireless people, as the name suggests, do not exist. Of course, they exist with the birth of a person. Therefore, the vast majority of desireless people gradually "evolve" due to their living and working environment. For example, some temples
The virtuous monk here.
Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin, pondered for a moment, and said: "Zhang Laotou, according to what you said, your growth experience has made you a desireless person. Have you ever thought that you can become a desireless person?"
, become a secular person?"
Zhang Mazi nodded: "I have done that before, but with little success, just like I left many children after my romantic affair in my twenties, but when they grew up and came to me, I actually had the idea
I had no idea of killing them; I also crazily collected money from those corrupt officials who entered the prison but still wanted to live as well as outside. Yes, I accepted it all, but in the end, I
But he dispersed all his money, leaving only my monthly salary to support me in drinking... As for power, although I am a small prison chief, I can even be considered a seventh-grade official.
No, but you know, as a little person like me, I am the supreme ruler in this prison. No one dares not to listen to my words, even Wei Zhongxian, the most powerful person today.
Let me be honest, to put it bluntly, if I don’t want to make anyone feel better today, then he will definitely feel very uncomfortable!”
Ma Xiaoquan kept nodding his head. He did not deny that Zhang Mazi had this ability, but...if he agreed that Zhang Mazi could help him simply based on this, then Ma Xiaoquan would be extremely naive.
"Zhang LaoTou, if I want you to help me, what would you do? Or... what do you want to do?"
Zhang Mazi chuckled and said: "I won't promise you anything. I also know that you want to restore your identity and your rights as a deacon of Jinyiwei. But I can tell you clearly that from now on, you
It is impossible to recover, of course, as long as Wei Zhongxian is here, you will not be able to recover."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and asked, "Then what should I do?"