Summary of the previous chapter: On the Wanshou Festival, Ma Xiaoquan followed Mrs. Ma to the courtyard of the palace to celebrate the emperor's birthday. Unexpectedly, the emperor did not show up, and Ma Xiaoquan happened to have a stomachache again...
The young man looked at Ma Xiaoquan with wide eyes, a look of surprise on his face.
Ma Xiao was full of pride and said: "How about this shit poem I made?"
The young man nodded and clapped his hands. With this clap, the straw paper held by the young man fell into the pit.
"This..." The boy was a little panicked. There was no toilet paper. How could he wipe his butt soon?
Without saying a word, Ma Xiaoquan tore off half of his toilet paper and handed it to the boy: "I have a lot, take it and use it, um, I'm done, you can do it slowly."
As Ma Xiaoquan spoke, he wiped his butt cleanly, then lifted up his pants, and reached out to pat the young man's shoulder without any scruples.
When he reached the toilet door, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly turned around and asked, "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"
The young man smiled slightly and replied: "Oh, my name is Zhu Youxiao"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Damn it, the young man in purple and gold who has been causing trouble for a long time is the prince, oh no, the next emperor, the Ming Xizong in history.
A sense of pride suddenly ignited in Ma Xiaoquan's chest. You know, squatting in the pit with the emperor is a fucking honor no matter what.
At this time, Zhu Youxiao also finished defecating. After wiping his buttocks and picking up his pants, he asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Brother, I don't know your name yet?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Oh, my name is Ma Xiaoquan!"
"Ma Xiaoquan?" Zhu Youxiao blinked twice, "I heard that there is a Ma family in our Ming Dynasty. They have been our military generals for several generations and have made a lot of contributions to our Ming Dynasty..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes, I am a descendant of the Ma family. Oh, Prince, you are so smart!"
Zhu Youxiao was stunned for a moment: "Do you know that I am the prince?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Of course, the prince is good at carpentry. He is not very talented, but he happens to be good at both skills. I have been looking for opportunities to exchange experiences with the prince, but there is no chance!"
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan said the words, he secretly laughed in his heart. Zhu Youxiao had no hobbies in his life. Even after he became emperor, he still liked to do carpentry. When he was dying, he couldn't even find a decent successor. Otherwise, how could he do it?
Let his younger brother Zhu Youjian, Emperor Chongzhen, ascend the throne.
Upon hearing Ma Xiaoquan's words, Zhu Youxiao was overjoyed and said, "You also like carpentry?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded sincerely on the surface, but in his heart he was filled with contempt. Who the hell likes this thing?
"Great, let's go now..."
"Prince...Prince..." Ma Xiaoquan grabbed Zhu Youxiao and said, "Today is the Longevity Festival, Prince. I'm afraid it's not good to do carpentry today, right?"
Zhu Youxiao made a sound and nodded: "Okay, I will summon you another day when I have time. Well, your name is Ma Xiaoquan, right? Well, I remember it."
While the two were talking, a burst of male and female shouts came from outside the toilet.
"Prince...Prince...His Royal Highness, where are you..."
Schoolmaster Zhu You responded: "I'm in the toilet."
"Oh, Your Highness, you were walking too fast just now, and I couldn't even keep up with you. Your Highness, please come out quickly. How about... I'll wipe your buttocks for you?"
Zhu Youxiao frowned slightly: "No, I've already wiped it." With that, Zhu Youxiao pulled Ma Xiaoquan out of the toilet.
Ma Xiaoquan is really depressed. Do all men in ancient times like to hold hands? Don’t you all care about hygiene? Did we all hold hands with daddy just now?
Outside the toilet, a fat old eunuch was respectfully lowering his head and hunching his body, waiting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Zhu Youxiao to come out.
"Okay, let's go"
The old eunuch raised his head and was startled when he saw Ma Xiaoquan next to Zhu Youxiao.
He wanted to shout "Bold", but when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince holding his hand, the old eunuch held back.
"Your Highness, is this your friend?"
Zhu Youxiao nodded and said: "This is the friend I met in the toilet...well, his name is Ma Xiaoquan."
As the saying goes, all eunuchs under the emperor must be of the fifth rank. Zhu Youxiao is the prince, so the eunuch serving him must be of the fifth rank no matter what, right?
Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward unceremoniously and grabbed the old eunuch's hand: "Hello, hello, I'm getting off Ma Xiaoquan."
The old eunuch felt a chill in his heart, but he still responded with a smile: "Old slave Wei Jinzhong haha"
When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Wei Jinzhong? You...are you Wei Zhongxian?"
The old eunuch raised his head and looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise: "The old slave's name is Wei Jinzhong, not Wei Zhongxian?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, let go of his hand and laughed: "Sorry, sorry, I recognized the wrong person, haha."
Zhu Youxiao smiled and said: "Okay, if there's anything else, let's talk about it some other time. Jin Zhong, let's leave as soon as possible."
The old eunuch sighed several times, nodded gently to Ma Xiaoquan, and left behind Zhu Youxiao.
"By the way..." Zhu Youxiao walked a few steps and turned around again, "Ma Xiaoquan, my carpentry work is very good."
Ma Xiaoquan responded respectfully: "Your Highness, this is not necessarily the case."
Zhu Youxiao waved his fist confidently: "Let's wait and see, haha..."
Wei Jinzhong turned his head and glanced at Ma Xiaoquan, and thought to himself: Wei Zhongxian? This name seems very good... How about... I change my name to myself?
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Watching Zhu Youxiao leave, Ma Xiaoquan secretly laughed in his heart. Everyone met at the wine table and called each other brothers on the battlefield. I, Ma Xiaoquan, was really awesome. I had a "toilet encounter" with Emperor Xizong of the Ming Dynasty, and I, Ma Xiaoquan, even shared it.
Give Emperor Xizong half a piece of tissue to wipe his butt, damn, it’s so weird just thinking about it, haha... When I have time, I’ll blow it with brothers Zhou Chao and Zhou Biao.
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In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and the ministers and dignitaries in the courtyard were still waiting for the appearance of Emperor Taichang.
Fortunately, it's cloudy today and there's not much sun. Otherwise, the weather in August would be a disaster.
Ma Xiaoquan returned to the courtyard and walked back to Mrs. Ma. When he saw Mrs. Ma resting with Li Qinghan's support, he couldn't help feeling distressed and said: "Grandma, let's go."
Li Qinghan raised his head and rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan, but Mrs. Ma shook her head and said with a smile: "It's okay, just wait... wait a moment..."