Ma Xiaoquan looked at this servant and said with a smile: "Originally I was a casual servant, but I didn't expect you to be very well informed. I actually know who sent you, and I'm not afraid. Of course, I also hope
I'm here, and we're all fine, okay?"
The servant nodded hurriedly, knelt down in front of Ma Xiaoquan and said, "I know, I know~"
"Okay, go down, I will call you when I need you~"
"Yes~~"
Watching the servants walk out of the room, Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes and murmured: "Before the data device in my body was broken, I vaguely remembered that the emperor should have passed away on August 22nd. Today has already passed.
On August 22nd, the news has not been transmitted quickly. I am afraid that the news has been blocked. Humph, Wei Zhongxian, you are really courageous."
...
Beijing.
Emperor Tianqi Zhu Youxiao did indeed pass away on August 22, and it was indeed as Ma Xiaoquan vaguely remembered that the news was blocked by Wei Zhongxian. However, when the emperor passed away, Empress Zhang was present, and her husband passed away.
How could she not know it herself? Immediately, Empress Zhang secretly sent a secret edict, announcing that the British Duke would come to the palace to meet him. If possible, he would bring King Xin with him.
When the British duke heard about the emperor's death, he was shocked at first, but then calmed down.
Now that Xin Wang Zhu Youjian is at his home, his safety can be temporarily guaranteed, but if he leaves his home, it cannot be guaranteed.
Thinking of this, the British father decided to go first.
As expected, the British Duke met Wei Zhongxian at the gate of the palace. Wei Zhongxian stopped the British Duke with a fierce look on his face, but the British Duke was not afraid and replied: "Why are you stopping me? Could it be that you want to stop me?"
Is the emperor passing away?"
Wei Zhongxian was stunned, thinking that the British princes had been hereditary for several generations. All the old ministers were dead, but his family was still alive. How did this guy know that the emperor had passed away? Could it be that there were people in the palace that I had no control over?
?
When the British Duke saw that Wei Zhongxian was silent, he rolled his eyes and a clever plan came to his mind. He said: "I heard that before the emperor died, he seemed to have issued a secret order, saying that he was going to transfer Ma Xiaoquan, the deacon of the Imperial Guard, back to the capital to resume his duties?"
Wei Zhongxian looked at the British Duke, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, where did you hear it?"
The British duke retorted: "Then how do you know that the emperor definitely didn't say anything? The deacon is currently far away in Gansu, and you blocked the news without authorization. He doesn't know that the emperor has passed away. Don't forget, although Ma Xiaoquan went to Gansu, but
The position remains."
Wei Zhongxian was afraid of this, so when the emperor was still a little better, he kept reminding the emperor to demote Ma Xiaoquan or remove him completely. But at that time, Emperor Tianqi's attitude was very ambiguous. He had no intention of rejecting Wei Zhongxian, but
Nor did he agree.
Wei Zhongxian wanted to draft an imperial edict, but the Ma family suddenly caught fire and burned almost half of it. If he falsely conveyed the imperial edict at this juncture, the officials in the court would definitely have trouble with him. Although he could cover the sky with one hand, he still had to take care of certain things.
In the overall situation, we cannot do things according to our own selfish desires.
Fortunately, the emperor is dead now, and the imperial edict cannot be drafted. After the new emperor ascends the throne, it will be difficult to falsely pass on the imperial edict.
Wei Zhongxian temporarily took a step back and said with a smile: "Since the British Master said yes, then, since you know it, why don't we go in and have a look together?"
The British Duke frowned, waved his hand and said: "Go aside, I don't have time to go with you~"
Wei Zhongxian was not angry either. He wisely gave way and watched the British father-in-law leave.
Wei Zhongxian did not follow him, but turned around and ran home.
I'm afraid the emperor's death can no longer be suppressed. All the officials in the court have heard about it, and the candidate for the new emperor has basically been decided. Even if he, Old Wei, covers the sky with his hands, it will be too late.
Forget it, Zhu Youjian is Zhu Youjian, anyway, this person is still young, at least he can still control it.
...
The next day, the news of the emperor's death spread throughout the capital. At the same time, various messengers rushed to deliver messages in all directions. By the time the messengers arrived at Gansu Town, it was already eight days later. During these eight days, Zhu Youjian sat on the
He ascended the throne of the supreme emperor and became the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
...
"Hmm~~" Ma Xiaoquan squinted his eyes and held an urgent letter in his hand. After reading it, he nodded and said, "King Xin finally became the emperor, so it's not in vain for me to help him."
Beiming Shuangxue said angrily: "If King Xin really wants to talk about friendship, he will transfer you to the capital as soon as possible. This Gansu town is really windy and sandy, and it makes my face even tender. Humph~~"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said: "I'm not going. If we go now, we can't do anything. Okay, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and it's almost time for us to leave."
"Really? That's great~" Beiming Shuangxue clapped her hands and said, "But we have only been here not long ago, and we have to leave again. Will there be any excuses?"
"You are overthinking. Although these days may seem calm, in fact, every one of these officials in Gansu is a waste of money. Even my salary, some people dare to deduct it without authorization~ I just won't say anything~"
"Ah, who is so bold? See if I don't suck his blood dry, hum~"
"Okay, we're leaving soon anyway. Just in time, I have something to ask that person~"
"Well, okay~~"
That night, Ma Xiaoquan visited the home of a Gansu official alone. The official had secretly deducted Ma Xiaoquan's salary. When he saw Ma Xiaoquan, he was very uncomfortable and frightened. However, he chatted politely with Ma Xiaoquan.
, but the other party didn’t mention a word.
The official knew that the deacon wanted him to say it himself, but he was afraid that if he did say it, what would he do if the deacon suddenly became angry?
Finally, after spending nearly an hour with the official, the official couldn't help it anymore, and knelt down in front of Ma Xiaoquan with a bang, and said with a mournful face: "Deacon, I was wrong, I only borrowed a little of your salary.
Really, I want my concubine to fall in love with that fur coat. As you all know, it’s hot now, so furs can be bought cheaply, but with my little salary, I can support a family, but I can’t afford to buy a fur coat.
ah."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, helped the official up, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I don't blame you, after all, it's difficult for you..."
The official looked at Ma Xiaoquan blankly, but was extremely frightened in his heart. Based on his thoughts, he thought that the deacon was hiding a knife behind his smile.
Ma Xiaoquan motioned for the officials to sit down, and then said: "I heard that you are good at imitating people's writing?"
When the official heard this, he knelt down without saying a word.
"Damn the little ones, damn the little ones~~"
Ma Xiaoquan helplessly stepped forward and helped him up again, saying: "I didn't say I wanted to blame you. I have something to ask you. I wonder if you are willing to do it?"
"Yes, I am willing~~"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "I haven't said anything yet, but you are willing. What if it is about murder and arson, will you still be willing?"
"this......"
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going on a long trip. In the past few days, I may be away for a long time and won't be back for a while. You can use my salary, but
Don’t run out, I might come back at any time~ Do you understand?”
The official was stunned and whispered: "Sir, are you going back to the capital?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and did not answer.
The official thought to himself: It seems that Ma Xiaoquan went on a secret mission, probably related to murder. Well, I have to be careful. I can't tell anyone about this.
"If a letter comes from Ningyuan, you can keep it for me. You can also open it and read it. Can't you imitate human writing? You can write the letter for me. It's mainly to report that you are safe. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, I understand~"
"Very good~~" Ma Xiaoquan patted the official's shoulder, "Then I'll leave this matter to you~"
"Sir," the official raised his head, "when do you plan to leave, sir?"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a while: "You don't need to know this~"
"Yes~"
...
At night, Ma Xiaoquan returned home and saw Beiming Shuangxue packing her things.
They didn't bring much when they came, but when they left, they brought a surprising amount of things. Many of them were bought by Beiming Shuangxue in Gansu Town.
Ma Xiaoquan was speechless and murmured: "What are you going to do? The place we are going to cannot carry so many."
Bei Mingshuangxue said: "That's not necessarily true~ What if it's used? My husband, you see, none of the things I brought are heavy. There are a lot of things that I don't know how to use~"
Ma Xiaoquan squinted his eyes and looked at Beiming Shuangxue suspiciously. This little girl is really good at mischief.
No matter if you walk or walk, the things you brought may be slowly used up along the way.
"Have all the servants been beaten away?"
Bei Ming Shuangxue nodded: "Because we only stayed with us for a short time, we didn't have deep feelings for each other. When I left, I gave some money and left faster than anyone else. The people here are really down to earth."
"
"Well, northerners are so straightforward. It's good that they are gone, so we can leave too."
"I've prepared the carriage, and I've also found the groom. His name is very strange. He's called Old Immortal. He's an old man. He insists on coming with us and doesn't require any money. All he needs is a mouthful of food."
"Old and immortal? Haha, that's interesting... Anyway, as long as you can drive a carriage~ But you have to be careful. The more people like this, the more likely they are to be in danger."
"I know~" Beiming Shuangxue nodded, stepped forward and took Ma Xiaoquan's arm, saying, "Mr. sir, is my head greener? Really, it looks weird."
Ma Xiaoquan took a look and nodded: "Not much, just a few strands. Do you feel any discomfort?"