Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan appeared again. This time, he brought flames to Cao Cao's ruffians, causing Cao Jun's grain stacks to catch fire...
Although Cao Jun was mainly angry, the fact had already happened and he could not evade responsibility.
There was no way he could hide the fact that the grain pile was on fire. After careful consideration, the general decided to report the situation to his lord Cao Cao.
The next day, the general went to Cao Cao in person to plead guilty. When Cao Cao heard this, he became furious and wanted to kill the general on the spot.
Just when this order was about to be implemented, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly came to visit.
"What is he here for?"
Although Cao Cao hesitated, he still invited Ma Xiaoquan in.
"Haha..." Ma Xiaoquan laughed and cupped his hands at Cao Cao. Seeing that Cao Cao's expression was ugly, he pretended to ask, "Eh? Xiao Cao, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"
Cao Cao said angrily: "Hey, forget it, the food and fodder I trained in the woods north of Yecheng was burned?"
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan still pretended to be surprised and said, "Is it serious?"
Cao Cao curled his lips: "It's not serious, but this situation is extremely bad. Master Shangxian didn't know anything about it. The night before yesterday..."
Cao Cao roughly told the story about the stolen clothes and pants in Cao's camp in the north of the city the night before yesterday. Ma Xiaoquan looked very surprised on the surface, but secretly felt happy in his heart. Of course, as for the soldiers who lost their pants the night before yesterday, Ma Xiaoquan
Afterwards, I specifically asked my four sons, and they all said they didn't know.
"Well" Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin and pretended to be thoughtful. After a while, he said, "How about I go over and take a look?"
Cao Cao nodded and said, "Then I'll leave it to the Immortal."
...
After Ma Xiaoquan left, Cao Cao's anger also subsided a lot. Looking at the general from the north of the city who was still kneeling in front of him, Cao Cao stepped forward, kicked him hard, and cursed: "You idiot, get out!"
This general was a bachelor. Seeing that the lord would not punish him, he quickly stood up and said: "My lord, during the daytime the day before yesterday, Master Shangxian led his four sons to the north of the city..."
"Eh? Then why is the demon going to the north of the city?"
“I don’t know what will happen next!”
"Trash!" Cao Cao stepped forward and kicked him again, and cursed, "From now on, I will investigate secretly. If you can't find it, come to me with your head!"
"Yes...yes!"
The general felt regretful in his heart. He had known that Lord Shangxian was going to the north of the city and he should not have told the lord. After the general in the north of the city left, Cao Cao dragged his chin and muttered to himself: "Stealing clothes and pants... grain stacks"
On fire...hiss...the more I think about it, the more I think it was the demon who did it..."
...
That night, Ma Xiaoquan entered Cao Camp in the north of the city with a high profile.
When they learned that Lord Shangxian was coming, Cao's soldiers were all excited.
Ma Xiaoquan was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, he thought that the title of Lord Immortal Lord of the Han Dynasty was not so intimidating. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the Cao camp in the north of the city, he was immediately warmly greeted by a group of Cao soldiers.
They gathered around.
Some of the Cao soldiers who surrounded were called Lord Shangxian, and some were called Lord Marquis, especially Ma Xiaoquan's four sons, who were respectively given the title of Xiao Yi Hou Ye, Xiao Er Hou Ye, Xiao San Hou Ye, and Xiao San Hou Ye.
The title of the Fourth Marquis.
Ma Xiaoquan felt quite helpless. Xiao Yi and Xiao Er sounded interesting, but this Xiao San... The more Ma Xiaoquan listened, the more he felt that it was not interesting. And Xiao Si...
Looking at the height of his fourth son, Ma Qiang, Ma Xiaoquan touched his son's head and said, "You little bastard, please don't let me get frustrated in the future..."
...
In the evening, Ma Xiaoquan took his four sons on a pretentious patrol. With Lord Shangxian joining them, these Cao soldiers were all in high spirits, as if they had been given a shot of blood.
Just when Ma Xiaoquan was explaining the key points of the war to his sons, another fire suddenly broke out not far from the tent.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was a little confused. He didn't light the fire. His four sons were also around. Why was there a fire over there?
"Go and have a look..." Ma Xiaoquan made a big move and led his four sons and several Cao soldiers towards the light of the fire.
Looking closer, there is nothing else except a relatively large bonfire.
One of Cao's soldiers said: "Master Shangxian, are we under attack by the enemy?"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and did not answer Cao Bing's question. He thought: Someone must have set the fire here on purpose, well...
After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward and put his hand into the flame.
"Ah" Ma Xiaoquan's behavior shocked the Cao soldiers present, but his four sons were very calm and not surprised at all.
Several Cao soldiers were very embarrassed and secretly cursed themselves several times for not being as good as a child, so they raised their heads and stared at Ma Xiaoquan closely.
Since he had the ability to control fire, flames could not hurt Ma Xiaoquan at all, but... the fire in the bonfire was so strong that even if Ma Xiaoquan's body would not be injured, his clothes would still be burned.
"Yeah" after thinking for a while, Ma Xiaoquan took off his shirt, revealing his strong arms, and without saying a word, he stretched into the flames.
After groping for a long time, Ma Xiaoquan touched a stone. He took it out and looked at it. There was a word written on the stone.
"Yin?" Ma Xiaoquan was puzzled. If someone really lit a fire deliberately, why would they put rocks in the flames and write on the rocks?
"Could it be..." Ma Xiaoquan suddenly thought of something, nodded, and waved to Cao Bing and his sons, "Go back, nothing is wrong here!"
Although Cao's soldiers had some ideas, Master Shangxian said it was okay, so they could not insist on anything. After all, they were just small soldiers, so they should leave matters of strategy to Master Shangxian.
Late at night...at three o'clock in the morning, Ma Xiaoquan sneaked out of Cao Jun's camp in the north of the city alone.
Arriving at the place where the bonfire had been lit, Ma Xiaoquan vaguely saw a figure under the moonlight.
The figure seemed to be aware of Ma Xiaoquan, but it seemed that the other person had no intention of avoiding him.
Ma Xiaoquan concentrated a little, and a light red flame ignited on his right index finger. With the light of the flame, Ma Xiaoquan took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a person sitting where the bonfire had been lit previously.
The other party glanced at Ma Xiaoquan and said something as if he had expected it: "You are here..."
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan's heart tightened and he asked alertly, "Do you know me?"
"Haha..." The man stood up, stretched, and said, "Master Marquis...well, I think it's best to call you Lord Shangxian..."
"You are..." Ma Xiaoquan took a few more steps forward and then saw the other person's face clearly, "Sima Yi? Sima Zhongda?"
The other party chuckled and bowed respectfully to Ma Xiaoquan: "Zhongda has met Lord Shangxian."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, blew out the flames on his fingers, and said, "So it's you. Well, then you also made this bonfire and that stone?"
Sima Yi replied: "Yes!"
"Don't you want to serve as an official in the court? Why do you have the leisure to play charades with me?"
Sima Yi chuckled: "Master Shangxian, do you still want to hide it?"
"What are you hiding?"
"The clothes and trousers of Cao's soldiers in the north of the city were stolen, and the grain piles caught fire after finishing..." Sima Yi did not finish his words, but suddenly fell silent.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and didn't hide it: "Haha, someone finally saw it..."
Sima Yi was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that Ma Xiaoquan should pretend to shirk it, but he didn't expect that the other party would admit it as soon as he said it.
"Aren't you afraid that the master will cause trouble for you?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled again: "Trouble? I alone took four children under ten years old and stole the clothes of Cao soldiers in the north of the city and burned the food and grass in Cao's camp in the north of the city. Who can I give this to? Who will believe it? Who can believe it? Who can
Can you believe it?"
Ma Xiaoquan's last three questions made Sima Yi's head grow bigger.
Sima Yi also understood that what Ma Xiaoquan said did make sense. Even if it was finally found out that it was Master Shangxian and his sons who did it, the huge Cao camp was attacked by one man and four children. If it were Cao Cao, I'm afraid