Summary of the previous chapter: At the end of the conversation between Ma Xiaoquan and Cao Cao, he suggested that Cao Cao make a will. This will was made public with Cao Cao's death...
A good-hearted guy came up to Cao Pi and whispered: "Prince...oh no, King Wei, the Ma family mentioned in the will..."
Cao Pi glanced at the person who spoke and reprimanded: "Don't you think the king has been punished enough?"
"My subordinates deserve to die, my subordinates deserve to die!"
Cao Pi shook his head and said: "Forget it about the Ma family, no one should mess with it in the future. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes yes"
Cao Pi looked at the man with disgust: "It's a bad habit to talk too much. Well, I'll punish you by writing in the yearbook."
"I......"
"What am I? You don't listen to my orders?"
"The subordinates dare not, the subordinates dare not obey the orders"
The good guy retreated dejectedly, but he was very unhappy in his heart.
I originally thought that the new King of Wei would come up and flatter me, but I didn't expect to touch the tiger's butt. Huh, didn't Cao Pi ask me to record the yearbook? Okay, I deliberately wrote the old Wei King's "Sudden Year" wrong, eh, eh,
Just write it as the twenty-third of the first lunar month, hum...
When history is recorded, it will be more or less mixed with the posture of the winner. The winner whitewashes and praises himself... It was because Cao Pi reprimanded the scribe,
This directly caused Cao Cao's sudden year change from the original fifteenth day of the first lunar month to the twenty-third day of the first lunar month...
...
On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month in the twenty-fifth year of Jian'an, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, it was sunny.
On this day, Ma Xiaoquan got up very early, and everyone in the Ma family also got up very early.
Every family member feels very heavy, because on this day, their "old family head", Ma Xiaoquan, the founder of the Ma family who single-handedly established the Ma family, will leave.
This time's departure is not the previous one, but...a complete departure, leaving this era and leaving all the relatives in this era.
"Grandpa, will you come back?" A little girl stretched out her chubby little hand and grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's trouser leg and shook it.
Ma Xiaoquan lovingly picked up the little girl, nodded and said, "Qiaoqiao is good, grandpa will come back. Qiaoqiao will grow up quickly. When she grows up, grandpa will come back."
"Oh, Qiao Qiao will grow up quickly."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and put down his granddaughter, turning to look at the ladies behind him.
Six ladies, Xiu'er, Miaoyu, Hualin, Ling'er, Qingyi, and Murong Ziyan, stood in a row. In front of them stood the young children, and behind them stood the grown-ups.
's children.
Ma Xiaoquan breathed out, walked slowly to the six ladies, and gently gave each of them a hug.
When "Xiangong" hugged Murong Ziyan, Murong Ziyan hugged Ma Xiaoquan tightly and refused to let go.
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Sister Zi Yan, my husband is sorry for you. If I can take sister Zi Yan away, my husband will definitely do so, but..." Ma Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly and looked at Ling'er.
Ling'er said with tears in her eyes: "Sister Zi Yan, we can't go where our husband is going. Let us go, don't make our husband sad..."
Murong Ziyan nodded, then reluctantly let go of her hands.
At this time, Hua Lin walked up to Ma Xiaoquan holding the spiritual tablets of Hua Yuexin and Diao Chan, and whispered: "Ms. sir, these are the spiritual tablets of my sister and Diao Chan..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, took the spiritual tablets from the two deceased wives, and wiped them carefully.
"Yue'er... Chan'er..." Ma Xiaoquan's voice trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes involuntarily.
Only a few people in the Ma family knew the true story of Ma Xiaoquan's departure. Others thought Ma Xiaoquan was just practicing in seclusion.
The four older brothers of the Ma family stepped forward and knelt down in front of Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiao said: "Dad, don't worry, my son will definitely manage the Ma family well."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and leaned into Ma Xiao's ear: "You kid, I guess you will become a member of the Zi family in a few years, what are you talking about?"
Ma Xiao blushed and stopped talking.
Ma Xiaoquan patted Ma Xiao's shoulder, raised his head and said to Ma Kun: "Kun'er, you are the most indifferent to the world. Dad has no other requirements for you. I only hope that you can live well in this troubled world...
"
Ma Kun nodded.
"Zheng'er!" Ma Xiaoquan looked at Ma Zheng, "You brat, you will have heavy responsibilities in the future. Stop playing around."
Ma Zheng was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "Dad, no, no."
Ma Xiaoquan made a pun, and Ma Zheng naturally understood it. He has a heavy responsibility in the future. That is because his father must prepare himself to take over the position of head of the family from his brother at any time, and stop playing around. It is his father who did it to show others.
, after all, he is pretending to be a "dandy" now, and his father should "teach him a lesson".
"Qiang'er," Ma Xiaoquan said to Ma Qiang, "You are a member of my Ma family and a descendant of the Baiyi clan. Dad hopes that you will continue the Baiyi clan well..."
"Dad, I understand, I heard my mother say, there are still people in our Baiyi clan..."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Your mother is right, there are indeed people. I have met a few when I went out..."
Ma Qiang hummed.
"Okay, I won't say any more. You guys... live a good life... Although it's the first month of the year, it's still spring no matter what. Children, live a good life and take good care of you.
Mother and children..."
Ma Xiaoquan stretched out, looked at his wife, children and grandchildren in front of him, and then bowed ninety degrees.
Then, Ma Xiaoquan made a move with his right hand, and a light blue crack gradually opened in mid-air.
Ma Xiaoquan slowly walked toward the crack, reluctantly turned his head and took a few more glances. At this moment, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly saw two more people behind his wife, son, and grandson.
Ma Xiaoquan wanted to shout, but the two people reached out to stop him.
"Master Huang Shigong...Uncle Zuo Ci..." Ma Xiaoquan nodded gently to the two people, patted the solar recorder in his arms, turned sideways, and slowly
Step into the cracks.
"Ms. sir..." The moment Ma Xiaoquan's whole body sank into the crack, the women in the Ma's courtyard collectively cried in unison.
The women started to cry, and the younger children started to cry too.
The fourth son of the Ma family looked at the cracks that were gradually closing in the air, and gently closed their eyes...
In the interlayer of time, Ma Xiaoquan sat paralyzed with his head downcast, his face already covered with tears at this moment.
"Yuan...Yuan...are you there?"
"Yuan...how will you respond to me..."
...
In his left eye, Yuan... No matter how Ma Xiaoquan called, he didn't give Ma Xiaoquan any response.