Ma Xiaoquan looked at Huang Taiji with raised eyebrows and said nothing, but his eyes were full of disbelief.
Seeing Ma Xiaoquan's attitude, Huang Taiji almost yelled and asked his men to take Ma Xiaoquan down and hit him with a hundred big boards.
Huang Taiji clenched his fists and finally resisted Ma Xiaoquan's rudeness.
"Haha... It seems that Mr. Ma doesn't believe it. Okay, won't I welcome you today? Please come with me."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, pulled Fangfang, and followed Huang Taiji out of the hall.
When he came in just now, there was nothing special about the entrance of the hall, but when he came out now, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised.
The Jurchens' work efficiency is really high. In just a few words, they have already set up a rather magnificent mobile pavilion.
In the eight directions of the mobile pavilion, there were eight shirtless Jurchen men standing, all with big shoulders and round waists, and their braids on the back of their heads were combed shiny.
When the eight big men saw Huang Taiji, they respectfully said in unison: "I've seen the Great Khan! Long live the Great Khan!"
Huang Taiji glanced at Ma Xiaoquan proudly, nodded enthusiastically and said: "You are well prepared!"
Ma Xiaoquan knew what Huang Taiji meant, and he laughed and praised: "They all say that the Jurchen soldiers are powerful. Are the Jurchen soldiers we saw today?"
Huang Taiji nodded and said: "Of course, these eight people are the Batulu of our tribe. Oh, Baturu means warrior."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and thought to himself: Damn it, I know you want me to praise you, okay, then I will praise you enough.
"Wow, warrior, you are so awesome, so awesome..." Ma Xiaoquan gave a thumbs up and kept clapping his hands in praise.
Huang Taiji laughed, he was very satisfied with Ma Xiaoquan's attitude.
"Yes, it's awesome. Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Mr. Ma, please take a seat."
"Take a seat? Which seat should you take?" Ma Xiaoquan blinked and looked at Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji smiled and made an invitation gesture, and said: "Of course you are sitting on the seat of the mobile pavilion. You are an honored guest, we cannot neglect you."
"Uh? This, this..." Ma Xiaoquan glanced at the mobile pavilion, "There seem to be only two seats on it. Don't you think the Khan can sit on it?"
Huang Taiji chuckled: "Of course I won't sit down. This is the seat specially reserved for the envoys from the Ming Dynasty. How can I, a little sweaty, sit down?"
"Isn't this...not good?"
The expression of a guard next to Huang Taiji suddenly changed, and his tone also changed: "Master Ma, our Khan has repeatedly asked you to sit on it. Why, don't you want to reward us?"
"Uh~~" Ma Xiaoquan glanced at the guard and cursed in his mind that you were trying to plot against me, right? This damn thing was just a real conspiracy.
"Haha, since the Great Khan has asked for it, then it is better to be respectful than to obey. Fangfang, come on, hold Zhifeng well, let's go up."
Fangfang looked at Ma Xiaoquan and saw the confidence on his face. She hummed softly, stretched out her hand and took Ma Xiaoquan's hand.
The two of them held their children and slowly sat on the two seats in the mobile pavilion. Fangfang hugged little Zhifeng tightly, fearing that he would be in some danger.
Ma Xiaoquan gently pressed his hand on Fangfang's leg and whispered: "Free your hand and remember, no matter what the situation, hold on to me."
"Yes, sir!" Fangfang put Xiao Zhifeng on her lap, holding Ma Xiaoquan's hand with one hand, dragging Xiao Zhifeng's back with the other hand, and wrapping her arms around the little guy. Xiao Zhifeng opened his eyes wide and grinned.
Got up.
"What a little person who is not afraid of trouble~" Ma Xiaoquan smiled and teased his son, then praised, "I will definitely become a big success in the future. He is the absolute heir to the head of my Ma family."
Fangfang looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise, shook her head and said, "Sir, Zhifeng is still young. Besides, the head of the family..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm very good at judging people. Our little Zhifeng will definitely be great in the future~"
...
Ma Xiaoquan and Fangfang were talking on the seats of the mobile pavilion, completely unaware that at this time the eight Jurchen men had quietly lifted the mobile pavilion.
At this time, the guards around Huang Taiji suddenly shouted loudly, and the eight big men got the order and started shouting.
This drink frightened Ma Xiaoquan and Fangfang. Little Zhifeng in Fangfang's arms was also frightened and started crying because of the sudden loud shout.
"Damn~~" Ma Xiaoquan frowned slightly and asked Fangfang to plug Xiao Zhifeng's ears, but Fangfang could only move one hand, and she was holding the other hand.
Just when Ma Xiaoquan was hesitating whether to let go of Fangfang's hand first, Xiao Zhifeng suddenly screamed.
Ma Xiaoquan has heard this little guy's voice many times. This is not a sound he makes because he is afraid, but because he is excited and makes such a sound.
Fangfang was also shocked and looked at Ma Xiaoquan. Ma Xiaoquan made a quiet gesture to signal Fangfang not to speak.
Huang Taiji was riding on the horse and could see little Zhifeng screaming in the mobile pavilion. The child was so young that apart from his smiling expression, there was no obvious difference between his excited and crying expressions.
Huang Taiji thought he had frightened Ma Xiaoquan's son, and he was overjoyed, "Huh, Ma Xiaoquan, didn't you bring your son here? I will scare your son silly today and let you raise a stupid son."
Huang Taiji made a gesture, and the guards around him shouted again.
The eight big men carrying the mobile pavilion naturally followed the guards and started shouting, shouting happily.
Xiao Zhifeng seemed to have mastered the rhythm of their calls. Whenever the other party's call ended, he would always make three sounds, just like the leader making the final summary, which made Ma Xiaoquan almost laugh out loud.
Because Fangfang had not experienced much, she saw her husband holding back his smile, so she imitated him and held back. However, compared to a person like Ma Xiaoquan, Fangfang was still too simple.
Huang Taiji saw the clues and stretched out his hand. The eight big men stopped shouting less than halfway.
"Master Ma, how are you?" Huang Taiji asked with a smile on his face.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Well, very good, very good~~Eh? Why did you stop?"
Huang Taiji secretly cursed in his heart, but said on the surface: "Oh, slogans, just shouting is enough. Well, although it is said to be a welcoming ceremony for the adults, in fact, I still want the adults to see my Jurchen Army.
So majestic, haha."
"Oh~" Ma Xiaoquan nodded, "Then we are going to the training ground, right?"
"Hmm~~"
"How far is this from the training ground?"
"It's not far, maybe take the path of three sticks of incense, right?"
"Is that so? Will these eight Batulu be tired?"
"It's okay. Didn't you tell me they are Batulu? They won't be tired. Mr. Ma and his wife can just sit back and relax, haha~~"
Huang Taiji deliberately emphasized the word "sit well". Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Could it be that if you sit on this mobile pavilion and walk all the way, something bad will happen?
Just when I thought of this, the mobile booth began to shake violently.
Fangfang screamed in fright, and little Zhifeng in her arms almost lost her grip because of the sudden shaking.
At this time, little Zhifeng actually closed his eyes and fell asleep soundly. It seemed that the excitement had passed and the little guy was tired.
Well, it seems like something else will happen to the mobile booth. The little guy is asleep, so Ma Xiaoquan doesn't have to worry anymore.
"What's going on?" Ma Xiaoquan turned to ask Huang Taiji.
When he turned his head, Huang Taiji had already disappeared. The place where he was following him on horseback was his bodyguard.
"Oh, Mr. Ma, the Great Khan has gone ahead to wait for you. Let the younger one follow you all the way."
Ma Xiaoquan was furious, this Huang Taiji was clearly playing dirty tricks.
The mobile pavilion shook more and more violently. If the two chairs in the pavilion were not nailed to it, they would not be able to stop themselves from shaking like this.
Fangfang held Ma Xiaoquan's hand tightly and kept looking at Xiao Zhifeng, fearing that her son would be frightened and wake up.
Ma Xiaoquan took a breath and whispered: "Fangfang, hold on to my hand, trust me, it'll be okay."
"Well, sir, Fangfang believes in you!"
"Okay~~" Ma Xiaoquan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, tried to concentrate, and then gave a low drink.
The eight big men carrying the mobile pavilion rocking forward were striding forward with their heads high and proudly, but suddenly, they felt that the pavilion had become heavier.
No, there's no reason. The eight big men knew how heavy this pavilion was.
Usually when the eight of them have nothing to do, they get together to carry the pavilion and walk around, and sometimes they even run back and forth.
To be honest, this pavilion does not need eight people to carry it, it only needs four people at most, and it can be carried very well.
But...why is this pavilion getting heavier and heavier?
The eight people looked at each other, and everyone thought it was an illusion and was caused by the shaking.
As a result, the mobile booth that was originally shaking a lot became much smaller after the eight people shared a tacit look.
Ma Xiaoquan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said to himself, you bunch of bitches, if I let you sway, I have super gravity and will crush you to death.
...
The guard following the mobile booth saw that the shaking of the booth had become smaller and coughed several times as a warning.
The eight burly men looked at the guard with burly heads and thought, "This pavilion suddenly became so heavy. You are still coughing. Are you going to let us live?"
Military orders cannot be violated. Although the eight big men complained, they still swayed as hard as before.
It's just that...it only shook a few times. Why is this mobile kiosk heavier again? It's heavier than before. What's going on?
The eight people gritted their teeth and endured it. The crossbar on their shoulders had already pressed their shoulder bones so hard that they could make no sound.
Ma Xiaoquan, who was sitting in the mobile booth, shook his head. He didn't want to break the shoulders of these eight people. He exhaled a little, and half of the super gravity was removed.
The sudden combined force made the eight big men very uncomfortable. Two of them lost their center of gravity and stumbled. If they hadn't reacted quickly, they would have fallen to the ground.