Summary of the previous chapter: Hua Yuexin went to visit Mao Gang's concubine, but Mao Gang was distraught. Originally, Mao Gang wanted to chat with his mistress for a while, but Hua Yuexin's words made Mao Gang disheartened.
What makes Mao Gang even more depressed is that Hua Yuexin is the wife of his master Ma Xiaoquan...
Ma Xiaoquan didn't know that Mao Gang had been coveting his wife, so he didn't take too much precaution against Mao Gang.
These days, Ma Xiaoquan's focus is entirely on sowing seeds and making seeds, and he has no time to think so much.
What is commendable is that Ma Xiaoquan's hit rate is very high. After a reasonable bed-sharing plan, all the wives became pregnant, even Murong Ziyan was no exception.
As Ma Xiaoquan's youngest wife, Murong Ziyan, Hua Yuexin and other older wives naturally have to teach some tips about being a mother.
Murong Ziyan felt very shy at first, but a few days later, Murong Ziyan suddenly said two words at the dinner table that almost made Ma Xiaoquan turn on his back.
Murong Ziyan said: "Brother Xiao Ma, my sisters all say that you can be intimate when you are pregnant. So, Brother Xiao Ma, let's have some intimacy tonight? Well, I'm on top..."
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In addition to Ma Xiaoquan and his eight wives, those present to eat together were also his god-sister Ma Zhuzhu's family and Mao Gang's family.
"Ahem..." Ma Xiaoquan coughed for a long time, then whispered with a blushing face: "Sister Zi Yan, we have food to eat, we'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later."
Murong Ziyan curled her lips and said: "Madam pointed out that Hua Yuexin said that Brother Ma is very shameless and has a very thick skin. If we don't make it clear in advance, there is a high probability that Brother Ma will regret it, huh?
,I'm on top..."
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Hua Yuexin resentfully and said to himself: "This is such a mess, it's just...what's on top, this..."
Seeing the embarrassment on Ma Xiaoquan's face, everyone present laughed.
Ma Xiaoquan had no choice but to grab a few bites of rice and ran out of the house in despair.
Walking on the street, Ma Xiaoquan was thinking about whether to go to the craftsman's house for a walk first. At this moment, Xiahou Dun suddenly caught up with him on horseback.
"Hmm? Yuan Rang?"
Xiahou Dun chuckled, jumped down from his horse, and said with cupped hands: "Master Shangxian, I will go to your house to invite you on the order of my lord. I didn't expect you are not here, hehe..."
Seeing Xiahou Dun laughing, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly had an ominous premonition and said warily: "Your little Cao is looking for me?"
Xiahou Dun nodded and continued: "Yes, yes, Master Shangxian, my lord has said that you have to do this, hehe."
Ma Xiaoquan smacked his lips, thinking: That's all, since I'm not in a hurry to go to the craftsman's house, I might as well go to Xiao Cao's place first.
"Well, then lead the way!"
"yes!"
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Arriving at Cao Cao's residence, Ma Xiaoquan was surprised to find Cao Cao squatting at the door with a broad sword in his hand, gesticulating constantly.
Cao Cao saw Ma Xiaoquan from afar, and quickly put down his broadsword, chuckled and walked over while rubbing his hands.
Cao Cao also laughed, and Ma Xiaoquan became even more alert.
As the saying goes, being courteous when you have nothing to do is a traitor or a thief. Cao Cao and Xiahoudun, the master and servant, were smiling at each other. Ma Xiaoquan instantly felt a huge chill on his back.
Cao Cao was a cunning man. When he saw something was wrong with Ma Xiaoquan's expression, he immediately said, "Master Shangxian, hehe, I recently found something interesting, and I specially invite you to come and play."
"What's so fun?"
Cao Cao said hehely: "I will hold a unique design competition soon, and specially invite Master Shangxian to be the referee!"
Unique...Design competition...Referee...These three words were spoken by Ma Xiaoquan to Cao Cao before. Unexpectedly, Cao Cao learned quickly and actually said them in one sentence.
Three words come.
“What design contest?”
Cao Cao gave up and said, "You'll find out when you get in, hehe! But Lord Shangxian, you must first agree to be the referee!"
Ma Xiaoquan stared at Cao Cao and slowly stretched out his right hand, meaning that being a referee has some benefits, right?
Having dealt with Ma Xiaoquan for so many years, how could Cao Cao not understand what Ma Xiaoquan meant, so he quickly grasped it and said kindly: "Don't worry, Lord Shangxian, I have already ordered someone to deliver it to your big house in Yuyang."
Got a pair of stone lions..."
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was amused when he heard this, and thought to himself that Cao Cao is really on the right track. He used to help first and then give gifts, but now he gives gifts first. It's interesting, interesting.
However...Cao Cao's move of killing first and then showing off completely blocked Ma Xiaoquan's chance to regret it.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and pointed at Cao Cao: "You old boy, okay, I will agree to it! Be the judge of this design competition."
Cao Cao was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly winked at Xiahou Dun. Xiahou Dun understood, turned around and kicked a soldier next to him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you clear your seat for Master Shangxian?"
The soldier was very depressed. He got a kick just after he came over. Although it wasn't serious, we still wanted to show off in front of the Immortal?
"Yes!" Xiaobing responded depressedly, turned around and ran away.
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The three of them entered the house, and Ma Xiaoquan discovered that there were many people gathered in the house. Among these people were wealthy noble families that Ma Xiaoquan knew, and some that Ma Xiaoquan didn't know. What's more, Ma Xiaoquan also found a few bald heads. However, due to the comparison between the people,
There were many, but Ma Xiaoquan didn’t look at them all.
After touching the short hair on his head, Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin and asked Cao Cao: "Where did those bald heads come from?"
Cao Cao said: "In the past, when Zhang Qian was on a mission to the Western Regions, he brought in a religion called Buddhism. The emperor has been a little uneasy recently, so I specially invited a few from Youzhou to calm the emperor's nerves."
Cao Cao spoke very casually. Ma Xiaoquan knew that Cao Cao was an atheist, and Cao Cao's so-called invitation was probably forced.
Furthermore, this is the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Buddhism has not started for a long time, and the teachings of great virtue and broadness have not yet spread throughout mainland China.
However, those bald heads really blinked in the crowd. Ma Xiaoquan looked around and finally focused on a short, fat bald man.
Ma Xiaoquan is also an atheist, but compared to Cao Cao's disdain, Ma Xiaoquan seems to be much more respectful.
As the saying goes, even if you don't believe it, you can't stop others from believing it. In line with this principle, Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward slowly and politely, nodded gently to the short, bald man, and said, "Hello, Master!"
The bald man had already noticed Ma Xiaoquan because of his short purple hair. Seeing Ma Xiaoquan step forward to greet him politely, he also politely replied: "Hello, donor!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "I heard that the master came from Youzhou, is it true?"
The bald monk smiled bitterly: "Actually, that's not the case. We are all monks of Baima Temple. We were just invited back by the Prime Minister when we were praising Buddhism in Youzhou."
The so-called "please" is naturally a forced "please".
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said: "Despite this, when I see the master, he also has a calm face."
The short and fat monk chuckled: "The benefactor is my great Han Immortal Hou Ma Xiaoquan, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Exactly!"
The short and fat monk smiled slightly, changed his title and said softly: "Master Hou is not from here!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and did not answer, but his expression became a little serious.
The short, fat monk clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha" after saying: "Master Marquis, this old monk has something to give to you."
"Oh? What object?"
The short, fat monk touched the inside of his robe a few times, then took out a brocade bag and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and took the brocade bag. Just as he was about to open it, the short and fat monk suddenly said: "Master Hou, can you promise the old monk something?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said: "Master, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to do it."
The short and fat monk turned his head and glanced at the companions behind him, and said respectfully: "Master Marquis, please inform the Prime Minister, I will take my leave."
The fat monk said this very well. Although it sounded like these monks were taking the initiative and wanted to leave, he was actually begging Ma Xiaoquan to speak to Cao Cao and let these monks go.
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and waved to Cao Cao, who was not far away.
Cao Cao saw it and ran over with a smile.
"Pah!" Ma Xiaoquan slapped Cao Cao on the back of the head and cursed: "My master is praising Buddhism in Youzhou. Why do you, an old boy, forcefully kidnap someone? Release him immediately!"
When Cao Cao heard this, although he was a little reluctant, he knew Lord Shangxian's temper very well.
"Come on, let these masters go!"
When he heard that his group could leave, the pudgy monk was very grateful and said to Ma Xiaoquan: If the Marquis has time, you can go to Baima Temple to find him.
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Cao Cao didn't seem to care about letting those monks go. He was an atheist, whether he was an atheist or not. Moreover, today's theme was the design competition. After leaving these bald monks, Cao Cao felt better.
Seeing that everyone had almost arrived, Cao Cao immediately announced loudly: "Thanks to you for your support today, I, Mr. Cao, am very honored. Without further ado, I invite you here today just to recommend two talents who are proficient in water conservancy."
..."
As soon as Cao Cao said this, Ma Xiaoquan realized that he had been fooled.
It is now the end of June in the 15th year of Jian'an. Historically, starting from July 1st, Cao Cao will take people to Huai River. The purpose is very clear to cultivate the fields and train the navy, and intends to work with Sun Quan for a long time.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't want to participate in those secular crusade wars anymore, but he just agreed to Cao Cao, so he had to bite the bullet and carry on.
Cao Cao's trick was successful, and he naturally looked elated. Ma Xiaoquan's teeth were so itchy that he really wanted to kick Cao Cao out.
...
After the prime minister made a speech, someone naturally stepped forward to recommend talents. Within a short time, they recommended talents that made Cao Cao very satisfied.
Ma Xiaoquan was not interested in these so-called talents, but when one of them reported his name, Ma Xiaoquan was a little surprised.
"My name is Yang Liang, and my courtesy name is Tianming... I am good at paddy fields..."
Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his eyes and looked again. After confirming the person, he couldn't help but laugh.
Cao Cao saw Lord Shangxian and smiled, and asked, "Does anyone know Lord Shangxian?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, then pointed at Yang Liang.
Xiahou Dun had quick eyes and quick hands. As soon as Master Shangxian pointed his finger, he immediately stepped forward and said to Yang Liang: "You, come here."
Yang Liang was not angry because of Xiahou Dun's rudeness. He walked out of the queue and bowed respectfully to Ma Xiaoquan: "Master Shangxian, you are well."
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and ignored Yang Liang, but said to Cao Cao: "Lend this man to me for a few days."
"this......"
"After the design competition is over, I will go with you to Huai River."