Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan and Mrs. Ma's plan successfully "framed" Lu Zhan, causing Lu Zhan to be scolded by Emperor Taichang, but... due to the emperor's lust, his health was no longer good.
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On the 11th day of the eighth month of the forty-eighth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty (AD 1620), this day was the birthday of Emperor Taichang, commonly known as the "Wanshou Festival". The ministers went to court early to prepare to celebrate the emperor's birthday, but whoever expected to be beaten by the guards as soon as they walked to the entrance of the palace
They stopped him and refused to let him in, saying that the Emperor was in poor health and that the Wanshou Festival would not be held today.
When the ministers heard this, how can this be done? The Longevity Festival is a big day for the emperor to worship ancestors. How can you say that it is not done and not do it?
Emperor Taichang had no choice but to send some important officials to perform sacrifices on his behalf. However, since the emperor was not present, the scene became a bit horrifying.
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Ma Xiaoquan mingled in the sacrificial procession, looking left and right. Next to him, Li Qinghan would tug him from time to time, fearing that he would cause trouble.
At this moment, the eunuch in charge of etiquette in the palace suddenly came to report that the emperor was coming in person.
Upon hearing this, everyone stood in line, waiting for the emperor to come to inspect.
But... everyone waited for more than an hour but did not see the emperor coming.
Ma Xiaoquan frowned, poked Mrs. Ma beside him, and whispered: "Grandma, I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach and want to go to the toilet."
Madam Ma rolled her eyes: "The Emperor is coming soon, can't you bear it for a while?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "The emperor will not come."
Mrs. Ma looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise: "How do you know?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Grandma, don't worry, I'll come as soon as I go..."
After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan ran out holding his stomach.
Mrs. Ma was worried and ordered Li Qinghan to follow.
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Ma Xiaoquan trotted all the way, and after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find a place where he could "leave a big strip". Behind him, Li Qinghan followed him with a pale face and said nothing.
Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and said to Li Qinghan: "Sister-in-law, please stop following me. I'll go to the toilet and come back!"
Li Qinghan rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan and thought, if it weren't for today being the Wanshou Festival, you wouldn't be able to wander around the palace so casually.
"Then hurry up, I'll wait for you!"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and continued to look for the toilet.
Not long after Ma Xiaoquan left, Emperor Taichang Zhu Changluo suddenly appeared. However, Zhu Changluo was carried by a group of eunuchs because of his frail health.
Zhu Changluo originally thought of coming over to worship with the ministers, but due to his weak health, he changed his mind midway.
Today, Zhu Changluo suddenly wanted to go back to his dormitory through a side road. Not long after leaving, Zhu Changluo suddenly saw a beautiful woman.
The woman has a slender figure, and her long black hair reaches to her waist. Because the woman's back was to Zhu Changluo, Zhu Changluo did not see the woman's appearance.
Zhu Changluo was already lustful. When he saw a woman with such a figure, he thought she must be a beauty, so he raised his hand and nodded gently, asking: "Hmm? Who is that?"
A eunuch understood the idea and stepped forward and shouted to the woman: "How brave, why don't you kneel down and pay your respects when you see the emperor?"
The woman was startled, turned around quickly, took a look, and then knelt down respectfully.
Zhu Changluo didn't care about these etiquettes. What he cared about now was the appearance of this woman.
"Lift...raise your head..." Zhu Changluo said softly.
The woman slowly raised her head.
"Uh." When Zhu Changluo saw the woman's appearance, his body shuddered involuntarily. Although it was a shiver, it made Zhu Changluo feel very comfortable. At this moment, Zhu Changluo couldn't help but think of himself pressing the woman under him.
feeling...
"Who are you? How come you are in my courtyard?" Zhu Changluo asked, suppressing his animal desire.
The woman said respectfully: "My little girl, Li Qinghan, is the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Ma family."
"Ma family?" Zhu Changluo frowned upon hearing this, "Why haven't I heard that the Ma family has such a beautiful eldest granddaughter-in-law?"
The eunuch beside him hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this girl is a descendant of Li Chengliang."
"Oh" Zhu Changluo nodded and asked Li Qinghan, "How is your husband?"
Li Qinghan didn't dare to hide anything from the emperor, so he replied: "Let me tell you, your husband has passed away."
"Huh?" Zhu Changluo heard this and almost jumped up with joy. At first, he thought there was no hope, but now he heard it, wow, this beautiful girl in front of him has been troubled for a long time and is now a little widow. Hehe, don't blame me.
ah.
"Well" Zhu Changluo thought about an idea in his mind and waved his hand, "Okay, if you have nothing to do, please step back."
Li Qinghan said "yes" respectfully and left in a hurry.
While leaving, Li Qinghan's hatred for Ma Xiaoquan deepened.
If Ma Xiaoquan had not insisted on going to the toilet, he would not have met the emperor. Fortunately, the emperor was amiable and there was no accountability, otherwise... Li Qinghan couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this.
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"Qinghan, why are you back? Where is Quan'er?"
Li Qinghan gritted his teeth and said: "Grandma, Ma Xiaoquan, he..."
Mrs. Ma sighed and stopped Li Qinghan's complaints: "Okay, Quan'er is an adult now, let him go..."
Mrs. Ma felt very helpless. This first-generation head of the family, let’s call him mature. He is indeed mature and wise. Call him a mischief-maker. He seems to be involved in it. Alas...
Ma Xiaoquan covered his lower body and searched for a long time, and finally found a toilet. However, the appearance and structure of this toilet seemed quite luxurious.
"Whatever, let's go in and poop first." Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and got into the toilet.
There was no so-called "toilet" in ancient toilets, and some were just "squatting pits" that are common in rural areas in modern society.
Without saying a word, Ma Xiaoquan took off his pants and squatted down.
At this moment, a young man wearing purple and gold clothes walked into the toilet.
"Eh? Who are you?" the young man asked Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan was about to poop when he saw the young man and narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm here to poop. Why, you want to poop too. Well, it's just a trap for both of us. Let's do it one by one. Come on, you're welcome."
The young man was stunned for a moment, nodded, then took off his pants and squatted next to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Hey kid, I'll teach you a formula, can you learn it?"
The young man looked at Ma Xiaoquan with a flushed face and nodded.
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said slowly: "Standing on both sides of the Yangtze River, holding secret documents in hand, shooting with machine guns in front, and bombing indiscriminately in the back."