【1762】The romance of the third brother and the third sister-in-law (7)
Ma Xiaoquan held the book in his hand and secretly glanced at Hua Yue and Shen Jing who were walking away from the corner of his eye.
Hua Yue put her hands behind her back and gave Ma Xiaoquan a sign of completion. Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, put down the book, and turned away.
...
In the pavilion in the center of the back garden, Ma Cheng and Beiming Meihua each held a glass of water and wine, and they touched it lightly. Beiming Meihua took a shallow sip, and Ma Cheng drank it all.
"Meihua... what is this wine? It's really delicious." Ma Cheng licked his lips and said.
"Oh, this is the wine made by our Beiming family, called plum blossom wine."
"Plum blossom wine? Well, not bad, really good..."
Beiming Meihua smiled softly and asked: "Master Ma San, didn't you drink good wine when you were in Ningyuan?"
Ma Cheng scratched his scalp: "I've had some of it. When my fourth son came to Ningyuan this time, he brought a batch of good wine, but he didn't drink much, so he came to your Beiming Family with him."
"Then what did Mr. Ma do in Ningyuan?"
Ma Chengdao: "Leading troops and fighting, does a good man have to shed blood on the battlefield? Haha~"
"Master Ma San, you are such a man."
"No, I actually want to have the opportunity to find a place to live in seclusion and live with my wife and children. How comfortable it would be."
"Master Ma San, aren't you already married? Why, don't you have any children yet?"
Ma Cheng sighed and said: "Yes, but he died prematurely. He was thinking about rebirth, but my wife...ah~~"
Bei Ming Meihua's beautiful eyes flashed and she said: "It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Mr. Ma San can take more concubines. Since the wife doesn't want to have more concubines, it should be okay to take one concubine and have children."
"
"Having a concubine, haha, I haven't thought about it yet... Besides, my father only has one woman, my mother, if I take a concubine, I'm afraid my mother won't agree."
"Well, from what Mr. Ma said, it seems that he is also willing to take concubines?"
"Haha, Meihua, you are joking. Even if I had it, I wouldn't have the guts. I'm not like the fourth son of my family, who hugs me from left to right... As a person who kills on the battlefield, I mean...
Maybe one day..." Before Ma Cheng finished speaking, Beiming Meihua suddenly stood up and gently pressed his lips.
Ma Cheng looked at Beiming Meihua in surprise and thought, let's just have a casual chat according to the plan, okay? Now he got up and pressed his mouth, it seems that it was not in the plan, right?
Beiming Meihua blushed, retracted her hand, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Master Ma, I'm a little excited."
Ma Cheng didn't think too much, shook his head and said: "No problem, by the way, Meihua, what kind of person was your previous man?"
Beiming Meihua raised her head, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, is it because the question I asked is difficult for the Meihua girl to answer? If it is difficult to answer, I won't say it..."
"No..." Beiming Meihua sighed, shook her head and said, "There is nothing I can't say. My dead husband used to be just like Mr. Ma San. He was a strong man who shed blood on the battlefield."
"Oh?" Ma Cheng was stunned and asked, "Isn't your Beiming family a hermit family? How come there are still people who join the army?"
"Haha... Even if you are a hermit family, you don't necessarily have to abide by the rules of the family. What's more, my husband did not marry into the Beiming family. When he married me, he still kept his own surname."
"No wonder...so how did he die?"
"Hey, I'm not afraid of Young Master Ma's jokes. My husband used to work for Young Master Ma's eldest brother, Ma Zhi."
"Brother? You mean eldest brother?" Ma Cheng was stunned, stood up and grabbed Beiming Meihua's shoulders with some excitement.
"Ah~~" Beiming Meihua was slightly hurt by Ma Cheng's grasp, and she cried out softly. Ma Cheng came back to his senses, quickly retracted his hand, and rubbed his hands at a loss: "I'm sorry, Meihua,
sorry......"
Beiming Meihua shook her head: "It's okay, Mr. Ma San, I want to ask, how did your eldest brother die?"
Ma Cheng shook his head and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know, I really don't know. By the time I found out, my brother had been dead for many days."
"Then...then you want to see people alive, and you want to see corpses when you die?"
Ma Cheng shook his head again: "I have seen the corpse, but it took a long time, and the face can no longer be seen. However, the jade pendant on the eldest brother's body and the scars on his arms are very clear...
"
Beiming Meihua thought for a moment and said, "Is it possible that your eldest brother is not dead?"
"Huh? Why do you say that, Meihua?"
Beiming Meihua said: "Master Ma San, when did your eldest brother die?"
Ma Cheng thought for a while and said: "The fifth day of April~"
"April 5th? My husband also died on that day!"
"Huh? So, your husband and my eldest brother... they died on the same day. Have you ever investigated what happened?"
Beiming Meihua shook his head: "My husband was stabbed several times, and the swords were in vital parts. I have been doubting that with my husband's skills, if he could be hit with vital wounds, except for the people around him, it seems that
There will be no others."
Ma Cheng thought for a while and said: "Meihua, you mean... your husband was killed by one of our own people? Well, we have also suspected it, but there is no evidence. Besides, this kind of thing is not possible in the world."
Things often happen between the enemy and our camps. My father was once almost assassinated by someone close to him. Fortunately, my second brother reacted quickly, otherwise..."
"Master Ma San, how did your eldest brother die?"
Ma Cheng sighed: "Kill with one knife, pierce straight into the heart... ugh~~"
"Only one sword?" Beiming Meihua thought for a while and shook her head with a wry smile: "Maybe they really have to meet an enemy..."
Ma Cheng picked up the plum blossom wine and said with a smile: "Okay Meihua, it's rare for us to sit together and have a drink, so we won't say these heavy words. Come on, I'll toast you a toast, you can do whatever you want..." After that, Ma Cheng
Cheng poured the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
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On a small side road not far from the pavilion, Hua Yue and Shen Jing listened quietly. They both heard all the conversations between Ma Cheng and Beiming Meihua on the pavilion just now.
Hua Yue was fine, but I always felt that the tone of the second brother's conversation with Miss Mei Hua was a bit unlike someone they had just met a few times.
Hua Yue felt it was inappropriate, not to mention Shen Shen, who had lived with Ma Cheng for several years and shared the same bed with him for several years.
