Fangfang had already prepared ginger soup for sobering up, and was about to serve it to Ma Xiaoquan. Ma Xiaoquan suddenly jumped off the bed and said, "I have to go see King Xin."
Fangfang advised: "Then you have to finish the ginger soup first, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan put on his clothes and pants, ignored the soup, and rushed out of the door.
Unfortunately, because I drank too much last night, I fell down before I could even take two steps.
Fangfang quickly stepped forward to help Ma Xiaoquan. When she lifted him up, she saw that Ma Xiaoquan's head was broken.
This was the first time that Fangfang saw an adult injured since she married Ma Xiaoquan. Fangfang was very scared and hurriedly helped Ma Xiaoquan hold the wound with her hands, and tears of distress flowed out.
After his head was broken like this, Ma Xiaoquan became much more awake. Looking at Fangfang crying in front of him, Ma Xiaoquan said guiltily: "Okay, stop crying, let me wash up. Well, you can help me bandage my head."
"Hmm~~" Fangfang nodded.
Just as Fangfang helped Ma Xiaoquan wrap his head, Hua Yue and Beiming Shuangxue came. Seeing Ma Xiaoquan's head wrapped with a strip of cloth, the two women were startled and asked at the same time: "Aren't you not going to get hurt?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly. In fact, he was also wondering why he was injured. Could it be that his steel skin was gone?
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan picked up the dagger on the table and gently slashed it on his arm.
"呲呲" The dagger blade scratched his arm, making an unpleasant sound. It was obvious that Ma Xiaoquan was not injured.
"What's going on?" Ma Xiaoquan looked at the three Hua Yue girls.
Bei Ming Shuangxue thought for a while, then suddenly patted his head and whispered: "Is it possible that my husband is drunk and is not clear-headed, so?"
The three women looked at each other and seemed to understand something, but they did not say anything. They just looked at Ma Xiaoquan with distress.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't think too much. At this time, all he could think about was: It's been a long time since he was injured. It's not a bad thing to suffer a small skin injury.
At noon, King Xin suddenly sent someone to find Ma Xiaoquan, saying that King Xin had something to discuss with Ma Xiaoquan.
Hua Yue said: "Is it possible that King Xin already knows that you plan to sell off the Ma family's property?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "It should be. After all, when we were talking in the middle palace, Wei Zhongxian was not the only one present. Presumably some of the young eunuchs are also people who believe in the king."
"Then do you want to see King Xin?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and said, "Is there any possibility for me to refuse?" After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan put his hand on Hua Yue's shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, this is my responsibility, I will handle it well. Well, you can also contact me
Your tribe, we have some business outside the capital, you can contact them, and you can figure out how much it will cost."
Inside Prince Xin's Mansion.
Zhu Youjian was leisurely playing with the myna in front of him. In front of him, stood two staff officers, one tall and one fat.
"My lord, please forgive me for telling me that the emperor will not be able to survive this time, so my lord is the emperor. Long live my emperor, long live the emperor." The two of them knelt down in front of King Xin and flattered him.
Zhu Youjian ignored the two of them, but a smile appeared on his lips.
"You guys are really good at talking nonsense. My royal brother has a long life," Zhu Youjian couldn't help but say.
"Prince"
At this moment, a servant outside the door reported that Ma Xiaoquan, the deacon of Jinyiwei, wanted to see him.
Zhu Youjian put down the stick in his hand, raised his head and glared at the two staff officers. The two understood, stood up quickly, and stood respectfully beside Zhu Youjian.
Ma Xiaoquan walked into the main hall of the palace and saw Zhu Youjian. After bowing, Zhu Youjian asked straight to the point: "Ma Xiaoquan, I heard that you plan to go to guard the border? Why, isn't it difficult to be a deacon of Jinyiwei?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and shook his head and said: "Replying to the prince, it's not that it's not easy to do, it's that I went to the border several times in a row. I feel sorry for my parents and my brother-in-law, the Ma family, who can't let me enjoy the happiness in the capital alone. As the Ma family, I
A member of the army will also go to the border to contribute to our Ming Dynasty."
What Ma Xiaoquan said made Zhu Youjian very happy.
Zhu Youjian also knew that he was about to become the emperor. Since he was the emperor, of course he had to think carefully about the social issues of the Ming Dynasty, and what he had been thinking about the most recently was the Jurchen Ministry in Ningyuan, Liaodong.
"Well, the fact that you think so is enough to prove that you are a loyal minister of our Ming Dynasty." Zhu Youjian thought for a while and then said, "But after you leave, what are you going to do with so much business of your Ma family?"
Ma Xiaoquan deliberately pretended to be stupid: "My Ma family's business? Doesn't it all belong to the prince?"
Zhu Youjian was stunned and laughed loudly: "You really know how to talk. If I had such great ability to win them all, I really won them. Okay, don't betray me."
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What should I do if I have a baby?"
Ma Xiaoquan had already made a plan in his mind: "Your Majesty, who do you think is the most powerful in this court today?"
Zhu Youjian said: "Of course it's the 9900-year-old Wei Zhongxian that everyone is talking about."
"Yes, when Wei Chen expressed his feelings to the emperor that day, Eunuch Wei was also present. Moreover, Eunuch Wei also invited Wei Chen to Wangxiang Tower for dinner yesterday. It was about business matters."
Zhu Youjian had already sent someone to inquire about Ma Xiaoquan's movements yesterday. Seeing that Ma Xiaoquan took the initiative to speak out, Zhu Youjian was very satisfied. Well, it seems that Ma Xiaoquan did not hide anything.
"Why, Wei Zhongxian also wants to get involved in the Ma family's business?"
"Hey Weichen, of course he can't agree. Weichen is the prince's man, how can he agree to this?"
Zhu Youjian hummed and fell silent.
At this time, the tall staff officer standing next to him suddenly suggested: "Your Majesty, my subordinates think that since Wei Zhongxian is willing to take the Ma family's business, it is better to let him take it first."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head quickly, "How can this be done? Prince, you shouldn't agree to this, right?"
The tall staff officer rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan, secretly despising him, and then said: "Listen to me, my lord, my subordinates believe that most of the voices that Wei Zhongxian used to bring Ma's family are used in
The Ming Dynasty is in the country, so there is nothing wrong with it. After the prince one day ascends to the throne, it will not be too late to take it back from the old eunuch. Besides, the prince's current identity and position are in an extraordinary period, so it can be less
One thing, as little as possible, we just wait for the Prince's matter to be settled before we talk about it."
Ma Xiaoquan lowered his head and sighed secretly in his heart.
Zhu Youjian thought for a while, nodded and said: "What you said makes sense. Then Ma Xiaoquan, let's do this. What do you think?"
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and said with a bitter look on his face: "Your Majesty thinks this is okay, and Wei Chen has no objections. It's just that Your Majesty, there has to be a process for taking over. Let Wei Chen sort it out and hand it over bit by bit."
Zhu Youjian was in a good mood, waved his hand and said: "Of course, you just need to hand it over."
Ma Xiaoquan raised his hand and said, "Yes, Your Majesty~"
After Ma Xiaoquan left Prince Xin's Mansion, Zhu Youjian finally couldn't help laughing. He glared at the two staff officers around him and said sarcastically: "You two losers, what did you say that Ma Xiaoquan didn't want to hand over to you? Look at his attitude just now.
Are you someone who doesn’t want to make friends with you? You worry a little too much.”
The fat staff officer who had remained silent said: "Your Majesty, it's better to be cautious~ Why don't we just blow Ma Xiaoquan away now?"
Zhu Youjian shook his head: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry for a while, let him enjoy a few days in the capital first."
As the New Year approaches, every household hangs up lanterns.
Ma Xiaoquan was walking on the way home, feeling the prosperity in the capital, but he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
Although he is not a person who understands righteousness and has no noble sentiments, the war at the border has always been a knot in Ma Xiaoquan's heart.
Blood is thicker than water, even though they are more than four hundred years apart, Ma Xiaoquan still feels that the men of the Ma family are talented and the wives of the Ma family are powerful.
Two children were playing and running past Ma Xiaoquan. Suddenly there was a snap and the child running at the front fell down.
The child who was following behind followed him in two steps, helped the fallen child up, patted the dirt on his trouser legs, and said: "Why are you so careless? How can you go to the border to fight in the future? No
If you're going to cry, stand up and act like a man!"
The fallen child flattened his mouth and held back the tears in his eyes. He nodded and said, "I won't cry, I want to fight!"
After saying that, the two children started running again and disappeared in front of Ma Xiaoquan.
"Hey, even children know that they are going to war. Why do those people in the court always want to live a comfortable life?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and turned to leave.
Back at Ma's house, Ma Xiaoquan looked a little depressed. Hua Yue saw this and thought that King Xin had done something extraordinary to Ma Xiaoquan.
Seeing Hua Yue's worry, Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said, "I'm fine. By the way, how are you doing with the business outside the capital?"
Hua Yue nodded: "Everything has been contacted. The family is divided into two groups because of the Yeshanshui matter, and they are arguing endlessly."
"What about the Beiming family? How's it going?"
"As for the Beiming Family, because their business is relatively simple, not many people have agreed to take over. Besides, the current head of the Beiming Family, Bei Mingzheng, is old, and they urgently need a successor. My husband, I hear
Xiaomei asked, will the son you give birth to with her in the future be adopted by the Beiming Family?"