Summary of the previous chapter: Lu Xian threatened Ma Xiaoquan with the heart of the moon. In order to save his wife, Ma Xiaoquan could only swallow his anger...
Ma Xiaoquan took Hua Yuexin into his arms and kissed her tightly on her beautiful lips.
Hua Yuexin lowered her head shyly, stretched out her right hand and pinched Ma Xiaoquan hard.
"Ouch!" Ma Xiaoquan shouted.
Hua Yue thought: "Bad guy!"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and then said seriously: "Madam, you are safe. Where are the other ladies? Where have they gone?"
Hua Yuexin said: "Cao Pi's wife Sister Zhen came here very early in the morning. She said she was in a good mood and wanted to find someone to go out and have some fun..."
After Hua Yuexin said this, Ma Xiaoquan finally felt relieved.
Zhen is Cao Pi's wife. If his wife is going on a trip, Cao Pi must have sent a large number of guards to protect her. Furthermore, the ladies of the Ma family also brought a lot of guards with them when they went out, including Liang Long and several other highly skilled martial artists.
People are here.
"What about Mao Gang? Didn't Mao Gang follow?"
Hua Yuexin shook her head and said, "Mao Gang went out very early and doesn't know what he did."
Ma Xiaoquan had no doubts and nodded: "As my disciple is older, of course he has things to do."
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In the evening, the ladies who went out for fun came back smiling.
As for what happened during the day, Ma Xiaoquan had given an order to keep it secret, so none of the other ladies knew what had happened before.
"Ms. sir..."
"Husband..."
When the ladies saw Ma Xiaoquan coming out to greet him in person, they jumped out of the carriage with smiles and rushed towards Ma Xiaoquan.
With a "whoosh" sound, Ma Xiaoquan felt that there was a delicate body in his arms. Needless to say, it must be the seventh lady Qingyi.
Since Ma Xiaoquan left the Ma family compound, Qing Yi has taken good care of his son while concentrating on research.
As the last member of the Baiyi Clan, Qing Yi has the responsibility to sort out everything she knows about the Baiyi Clan.
Ma Xiaoquan was not polite, picked up Qing Yi and kissed Qing Yi hard on the face.
Qing Yi blushed, twisted her body shyly, and chanted: "My lord, how long has it been since you looked at Qiang'er?"
Qing Yi didn't say it was okay, but when Yi said it, Ma Xiaoquan blushed immediately.
As a husband, Ma Xiaoquan felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband, and as a father, Ma Xiaoquan even failed to fulfill the responsibilities that a father should have.
"Yeah, hehe." Ma Xiaoquan scratched his scalp, "Where's Qiang'er?"
Qing Yi rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan: "You still know Qian'er, huh." As he said that, Qing Yi ran back to the carriage and picked up a little boy from the carriage.
Qing Yi held the little boy in front of Ma Xiaoquan and said to the child: "Qiang'er, call me daddy!"
The little boy pouted and stared straight at Ma Xiaoquan with his big eyes, as if he wanted to find something from Ma Xiaoquan's body.
Ma Xiaoquan found it very interesting. He stepped forward and gently grabbed his son's little hand: "Qiang'er, hurry up and call me daddy."
The little boy retracted his little hands, hugged Qing Yi's neck, and buried his little head into Qing Yi's chest.
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan said helplessly, "This brat doesn't even recognize his father?"
Qing Yi smiled and said: "Ms. sir, you have been away from home for a long time, and I have always been the one to take care of your son. Naturally, my son is not familiar with you."
Ma Xiaoquan touched his chin, nodded and said, "Well, it seems that I have to cultivate a good relationship with my children during the recent period..."
At this time, other ladies also came over holding the children in their arms.
The eldest daughter, Ma Lan, was already 10 years old. When she saw her father, the eldest daughter rushed over to Ma Xiaoquan very flatteringly, hugged Ma Xiaoquan's thigh, and kept acting coquettishly towards Ma Xiaoquan.
The eldest son Ma Xiao is also 9 years old. Seeing his eldest sister and his father acting coquettishly, Ma Xiao curled his lips, pointed at his sister and said, "Daddy is very busy and I can't pester my sister!"
Ma Xiaoquan burst into laughter upon hearing this, picked up Ma Lan, walked up to Ma Xiao and said, "You brat, how are your martial arts training going?"
Ma Xiao raised his little head proudly and said, "Dad, my sister can't beat me now."
"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan became interested, put down little Malan and asked, "Qiaoer Malan's nickname, you can't beat your brother?"
Xiao Malan blushed and pouted: "He is very strong, I can't push him!"
"Haha..." Ma Xiaoquan rubbed Ma Lan's little head: "You're so good, come on, practice with your brother and show daddy!"
Malan nodded, clenched his two small fists, and said to his younger brother Ma Xiao: "Dad said he wants me to compete with you!"
Ma Xiao didn't show any weakness, he clenched his fist and said, "Come on!"
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Ma Lan and Ma Xiao have practiced martial arts since they were young, and have been taught by Liang Long and others. Although their movements are a bit immature, their postures are quite impressive.
"Okay!" Ma Xiaoquan looked at the pair of children and clapped his hands with satisfaction.
At this moment, a very discordant voice sounded.
"I think it's just normal..."
Ma Xiaoquan was originally in a bad mood because of Lu Xian's influence. Now that such a discordant voice suddenly came, he was naturally very unhappy.
"Who, stand up for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with beard and hair slowly walked out from behind the crowd.
But seeing the old man's long black and white hair spread neatly behind his head, and his pair of deep eyes giving people a sense of self-reliance, the old man has a slender figure, and there are no clothes on his blue-grey robe.
An extra wrinkle.
For Ma Xiaoquan, who has been struggling in this era for twenty years, this is the first time he has seen such a person.
Liang Long stepped forward and was about to ask a question when Ma Xiaoquan stopped him, turned to look at the old man and said politely: "Excuse me, why do you come so late and uninvited?"
The old man chuckled and asked, "Your Excellency, are you the Immortal Hou Ma Xiaoquan?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "That's right!"
The old man asked again: "Has Mr. Hou ever called an old guy by name?"
Ma Xiaoquan said with a serious look on his face: "What do you mean by that?"
The old man chuckled and continued to ask: "I wonder what the name of that old guy who can be named by you is?"
Ma Xiaoquan was unhappy: "You old man, why do you ask so clearly?"
The old man chuckled and said: "I am old and incapable of talent, my surname is Zuo..."
"Ci'ao" Before the old man finished speaking, a curse word immediately popped out of Ma Xiaoquan's mouth.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then hehehe said: "Master Hou, did you remember anything?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and sighed: "I knew this would be revealed, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."
On the sidelines, Ma Xiaoquan's wife was confused. Wasn't the riddle between the two of them too long?
The old man touched the long beard on his chin and said, "Master Marquis, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded.
Liang Long stopped Ma Xiaoquan in two steps and said worriedly: "Master, this old man is very mysterious. You..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "It's okay, you all go back to the house."
Seeing that the master had made up his mind, Liang Long didn't know what to say, so he took the lead and took his wife Ma Zhuzhu back to the house with her child in her arms.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded to Hua Yuexin, who also understood and immediately called the family members back to their houses.
After all the family members were gone, Ma Xiaoquan nodded and asked the old man again: "Are you Lord Zuo Cizuo?"
The other party nodded: "Exactly!"
Ma Xiaoquan made a gesture of invitation, Zuo Ci nodded, and followed Ma Xiaoquan to a side pavilion.
After entering the pavilion, Ma Xiaoquan closed the door and turned around to look, only to find that Zuo Ci had already picked up a cup of tea and started drinking it.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, stepped forward and raised his hand to Zuo Ci, saying: "I have stolen Zuo Gong's name privately, and I hope Zuo Gong will respect you."
Zuo Ci put down the teapot and said with a smile: "Master Hou, don't worry too much. In fact, I have known about it since Master Hou started stealing my name, haha..."
"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan also poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and asked, "Then why didn't Mr. Zuo come out and stop me?"
Zuo Ci chuckled and did not answer Ma Xiaoquan's question directly. Instead, he said something that surprised Ma Xiaoquan.
Zuo Ci said: "How can you take good care of the filial piety letter my senior brother gave you?"
"Senior brother?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: The book of filial piety was given to me by Master Huang Shigong. How did this old guy know? Wait, he called his master Senior Brother... So...
..
Ma Xiaoquan asked tentatively: "May I ask who your senior brother is?"
Zuo Ci nodded: "Senior brother Huang Shigong, haha..."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan said in surprise, "Then, Your Excellency...oh no, you are my uncle?"
With that said, Ma Xiaoquan quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to Zuo Ci.
Zuo Ci did not refuse, and accepted Ma Xiaoquan's salute very helpfully.
In fact, Ma Xiaoquan was also beating the drum in his heart. If he relied on just one sentence, Ma Xiaoquan would not believe that the old man in front of him was Zuo Ci. But when the other party mentioned the filial piety letter, Ma Xiaoquan had to think about something else.
Except for Ling'er, even Hua Yuexin didn't know much about Ma Xiaoquan's possession of the filial piety letter. The old man in front of him could casually mention the filial piety letter, so he must know about the filial piety letter.
When he was in the special forces brigade, Ma Xiaoquan knew very well the strategy of showing weakness to the enemy, letting the opponent gain control first, and then destroying it with one sentence when the time was almost up.
Since the other party mentioned the filial piety letter, Ma Xiaoquan would naturally ask about the contents of the filial piety letter. If the other party couldn't answer the question, Ma Xiaoquan could burn the counterfeit to ashes.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Uncle Master, you must have read the book of filial piety, right?"
Zuo Ci nodded slightly and asked: "Master nephew, do you want to test the content of the old man's filial piety letter?"
Ma Xiaoquan blushed and made no sound.
Zuo Ci said cheerfully: "It's okay, it's not a bad thing for young people to be cautious, haha... My nephew is going to take a test for me, so of course it's better for me to obey my orders than to be respectful..."
Zuo Ci paused for a moment, then recited the beginning of the filial piety letter...