Summary of the previous chapter: Cao Cao asked Ma Xiaoquan for instructions on his next plan, and Ma Xiaoquan suggested starting with the people around Yuan Xi and Yuan Shang. Cao Cao followed suit and asked Ma Xiaoquan to be his lobbyist. After comprehensive consideration, Ma Xiaoquan decided to persuade Jiao Chu first, and then Zhang.
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"General Zhang, you are too anxious!"
Zhang Nan gasped and said unhappily: "Master Shangxian, what do you mean, show it and refuse to eat?"
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at the beautiful woman next to him, nodded and said: "It's not that we are not allowed to eat, but we need to create an atmosphere and cultivate the atmosphere. It's not too late for us to eat again..."
"Is there an atmosphere? How can there be an atmosphere?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and whispered a few words into Zhang Nan's ear.
When Zhang Nan heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't help but say: "Okay, just do as Master Shangxian said."
At night, Zhang Nan hosted a banquet for Ma Xiaoquan. The two called themselves brothers and were very harmonious.
Ma Xiaoquan slowly reached into his arms and took out a small bag. Then, Ma Xiaoquan skillfully opened the small bag with three fingers, and then secretly poured the powder in the small bag into the wine.
"Come, General Zhang, I'd like to offer you a drink!" Ma Xiaoquan said, picking up the wine pot and pouring a glass of wine for Zhang Nan himself.
Zhang Nan laughed and drank all the wine. After finishing the drink, Zhang Nan smacked his lips and said, "Why does this wine taste a little different from just now?"
Ma Xiaoquan put his arm around Zhang Nan's shoulders and laughed: "General Zhang, I don't think the wine tastes wrong, but you want to eat meat, right?"
Zhang Nan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Ma Xiaoquan clapped his hands gently and dressed in Tsing Yi slowly walked in.
Zhang Nan couldn't wait to rush forward to hug Qing Yi, but unfortunately, he failed.
Zhang Nan became very lustful and moaned twice.
Qing Yi chuckled, put his hand into his chest, and then slowly pulled out his bellyband from the hem of his clothes.
Zhang Nan drooled as he looked at it, and his eyes almost burst out.
At this scene, not to mention Zhang Nan, even Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help it.
"Damn it," Ma Xiaoquan cursed in his heart: Where did this damn woman learn this from? It's too damn tempting. No, I have to find a time to ask her where she learned this...
...
Qing Yi threw the bellyband to Zhang Nan, who took it, held it in front of his nose and took a few deep breaths.
"It smells so good," Zhang Nan murmured while swallowing his saliva.
At this time, the veiled Qingyi said delicately: "General, would you like to take a good smell?"
When Zhang Nan heard this, he hummed and his body immediately softened.
On the side, Ma Xiaoquan became angrier as he watched, but there was nothing he could do. He had already promised Qing Yi before, and it was impossible to go back on his word now.
Ma Xiaoquan said heartily: Damn it, Zhang Nan, if you dare to touch my wife's finger, I will beat you to a pig's head.
Zhang Nan chuckled, then held Qing Yi's bellyband in front of his nose and took a few deep breaths.
After these few mouthfuls, Zhang Nan suddenly felt dizzy.
Zhang Nan has a good capacity for drinking, so it shouldn't be a problem to drink several large bottles in one meal. However, for some reason, Zhang Nan felt dizzy after smelling the bellyband.
Seeing this, Qing Yi quickly moved forward and supported Zhang Nan: "General Zhang, you are drunk."
Zhang Nan squinted his eyes. At this moment, he was already unconscious.
Ma Xiaoquan also stepped forward and took Zhang Nan from Qing Yi's hand: "Okay, get ready and go to bed."
Qing Yi "nods", and he and Ma Xiaoquan carry Zhang Nan to his own rest tent.
"Oh, it stinks." As soon as he entered the tent, Qing Yi dropped his previous pretense and complained.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said, "My Seventh Madam, what kind of medicine are you using that has such a strong effect?"
Qing Yi hummed: "This is the five-color powder of my Baiyi Clan. Although it has a bit of flavor, after eating it, people will feel misty and dizzy, as if they are in the clouds..."
The more Ma Xiaoquan listened, the more he felt that the "colorless dispersion" mentioned by Qing Yi was like modern heroin, so he asked Qing Yi: "Please tell me the recipe!"
Qing Yi was stunned for a moment: "Does your husband understand medicine?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "I understand a little bit."
Qing Yi made a sound and said: "Bai Zhuo, Wang Buliu, Flower of God..."
"Wait a minute!" Ma Xiaoquan suddenly stopped and asked Qing Yi: "What is this Flower of God?"
Qing Yi blinked his eyes and said: "The Flower of God is a beautiful flower planted in our Baiyi Clan. It has many colors and is easy to survive. More importantly, after taking the Flower of God, it can make people
I feel comfortable..."
"There are many colors? It's easy to survive? It makes people feel comfortable?" The more Ma Xiaoquan thought about it, the more he realized that the "flower of God" mentioned by Qing Yi was the poppy, the raw material of heroin.
"Isn't that right?" Ma Xiaoquan said heartily: The poppy was only introduced to China in the 19th century, and it's only 205 AD. How is it possible?
Unable to get a clear answer, Ma Xiaoquan had to ask about the heart of time in his body.
In fact, the heart of time cannot communicate with Ma Xiaoquan, it only reminds Ma Xiaoquan in the process of doing things.
If Ma Xiaoquan acted according to the historical process, the heart of time would not be restless, otherwise, the heart of time would be restless.
Based on the characteristics of the Heart of Time, Ma Xiaoquan judged whether there was anything wrong with the course of history. From Yuan Tan's suicide to now when he persuaded Jiao Chu and Zhang Nan, the Heart of Time never responded.
"Shall I plant a poppy?" Ma Xiaoquan said tentatively.
As soon as he finished speaking, the heart of time in his body immediately became restless.
"I don't do it, I don't do it, I'm just kidding!" Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his abdomen and hurriedly changed his words with a grin on his face.
On the side, Qing Yi felt strange: "Ms. sir, what is a poppy?"
Ma Xiaoquan grinned and asked Qing Yi: "Do you still have the Flower of God?"
Qingyi shook his head: "There are still some seeds. Qingyi is thinking about planting some in Ma's courtyard."
Qing Yiyi said that the heart of time in Ma Xiaoquan's body became even more restless.
Ma Xiaoquan refused: "Qingyi, this flower of God must not be planted in the Ma family's courtyard."
"Why?"
Ma Xiaoquan covered his abdomen and gritted his teeth and said: "I won't allow you to plant it if you don't say it. From now on, I will split a separate area for you to plant. Of course, Qingyi, you have to promise me that this flower of God,
Never tell outsiders, do you hear me?"
Qing Yi nodded.
"Huh!" As soon as Qing Yi agreed, the restlessness of Time's heart stopped immediately.
Ma Xiaoquan straightened up, looked at Zhang Nan who was sleeping like a puddle of mud next to him, and asked Qing Yi: "What should we do now?"
Qing Yi chuckled: "Mr., you have to take off all his clothes and pants."
Ma Xiaoquan followed suit.
Qing Yi turned her back, not looking at Zhang Nan's disgusting body.
"What else?"
Qing Yi murmured: "My husband, I have to do something decent."
"What kind of image?"
Qing Yi moaned for a long time without saying a word. Ma Xiaoquan looked at the strangeness and guessed in his heart: Could it be that Qing Yi wanted me to masturbate for this grandson?
After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan asked Qingyi again: "Qingyi, how do you do it?"
Qing Yi hummed a few times, her voice very low: "A few days ago, when I passed by the courtyard kitchen, I saw a kitchen girl helping a cook...helping...
" Qing Yi stopped after saying this, but Ma Xiaoquan understood the meaning.
Ma Xiaoquan was surprised: "Why didn't I know?"
Qing Yi pouted: "My husband has seven wives, and we all take turns to serve you. Unlike those servants who are not married, of course they will be like that... How could you notice this?"
Qing Yi said this, and Ma Xiaoquan realized that in ancient times, there seemed to be such a thing as helping someone masturbate.
Ma Xiaoquan tentatively asked Qing Yi: "You mean, I help him?" Ma Xiaoquan said and pointed at Zhang Nan.
Qing Yi nodded.
"Fuck!" Ma Xiaoquan immediately got angry and refused, "How is this possible? I am an immortal, how can I do such a thing?"
Qing Yi curled her lips: "What kind of master is this? Your husband has already said it, he is a human being..."
"Hehe" Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, hugged Qing Yi into his arms, put his hand into Qing Yi's lapel and squeezed twice, then suggested, "How about finding a replacement?"
Tsing Yi braided up her sleeves and asked eagerly, "How about I come?"
Ma Xiaoquan's face darkened: "If you dare to touch that disgusting guy, I will castrate him."
Qing Yi giggled, shook Ma Xiaoquan's arm, and said coquettishly: "Of course Qing Yi can't, Qing Yi is my husband's woman, Qing Yi will only love my husband in this life, and only let my husband touch her body."
If someone touches Qing Yi's body, Qing Yi will commit suicide, no ambiguity..."
What Qing Yi said was very true. Ma Xiaoquan quickly covered Qing Yi's mouth and said: "My dear Qing Yi, my dear Madam Seventh, my husband doesn't mean this, my husband loves you too..."
Qing Yi said reluctantly: "Does your husband love Qing Yi more, or does he love Mrs. Yue'er more?"
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan couldn't answer.
Qing Yi pouted and murmured: "Actually, there is someone else who I can't let go of in my heart, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan remained silent, acquiescing.
Indeed, if there is one woman that Ma Xiaoquan cannot forget the most, there is only one woman from beginning to end.
Bright moon heart.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, changed the topic and said: "Okay, we have to do something as soon as possible. Qingyi, I have to find a different way to do what you said."
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment and suddenly remembered someone.
"Hehe" Ma Xiaoquan leaned close to Qingyi's ear and told Qingyi roughly about this person's situation. After hearing this, Qingyi said happily: "Ms. sir, are you telling the truth?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "But we have to do this together."
Qing Yi nodded: "Okay, let's do it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be hard to tell if the medicine has worn off!"