Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan talked with the man for a while and got some important information from the man. Among them was not only Zhao Yuntai... but also the "equal" that Mingfa once said by mistake while drunk. country"......
The Tianlao door opened with a loud bang, and a tall and slender man ran in from the door. The man moved very fast. When he arrived in front of Ma Xiaoquan, Ma Xiaoquan could see clearly.
"Uncle Tong..." Seeing this man, Ma Xiaoquan gave a bitter smile.
"Okay, don't say anything. Uncle Tong will let you out right now."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and watched Ma Tong open the cage door.
After getting out of the small prison, Ma Xiaoquan asked Ma Tong: "Uncle Tong, where is grandma? Didn't grandma get up with you?"
Ma Tong gritted his teeth: "Madam is at the gate of Qianqing Palace and cannot leave, so she sent me here."
Ma Xiaoquan coughed a few times, vomited out a mouthful of pus and blood, and said bitterly: "Uncle Tong, that old guy Lu Zhan..."
"Okay, don't say anything anymore. Madam knows that the Lu family...has had many grievances with our Ma family for many generations...it can't be solved overnight. Let's go out first. ...Our Ma family has recorded this matter! First generation head of the family, can you still move?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and moved his body twice: "No problem, you can move."
"The first generation head of the family?" Mo Dao was stunned for a moment, stared at Ma Xiaoquan, and asked in surprise, "Are you the first generation head of the Ma family?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, waved his hands at Mo Dao, and then left the prison with Ma Tong.
Mo Dao shook his head and sat down with a wry smile.
"It turns out that this person is the first generation head of the Ma family... Haha, but I don't think it is like it, because it has been too long, too long..."
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After leaving Tianlao, Ma Xiaoquan and Ma Tong trotted back to the gate of Qianqing Palace. At this time, a good show of pushing and pushing was going on at the gate of Qianqing Palace.
Mrs. Ma was also present, but because she was a female, she did not go forward and push and shove her like the other gentlemen.
Ma Xiaoquan slipped over and found that Lu Zhan, Fang Congzhe and others were trying their best to squeeze into the palace, while the eunuch guarding the door was holding a knife and a stick at the same time, showing his fierce look and refusing to let in.
Lu Zhan had martial arts, but he had to do so in a place with enough space. On his left was the chief assistant Fang Congzhe, and on his right was the military commander Yang Lian.
Boxers have no eyesight. Although Lu Zhan prides himself on being good at martial arts, he cannot guarantee that he will not accidentally injure the two people around him with just one move.
Fortunately for Fang Congzhe, after all, everyone belongs to the Zhejiang Party, but Yang Lian is different. He is from the Donglin Party. If this is an accidental injury, the Donglin Party will take this opportunity to attack, let alone himself, even the Zhejiang Party may been implicated.
At this moment, Lu Zhan suddenly felt that his butt was kicked hard. He turned around and saw that there was no one there?
Just when I turned around, I got another kick on the butt.
Lu Zhan was a person of high status, a third-rank official in the imperial court, and he was kicked in the butt twice in a row. This was obviously an insult.
"Damn it!" Lu Zhan stopped pushing forward. He wanted to see who kicked his butt just now.
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Ma Xiaoquan slipped back to Ma Tong with a proud look on his face, while Ma Tong kept shaking his head, wondering if this person was really the first generation head of the family, why was he so naughty?
Lu Zhan looked around and couldn't catch the person who kicked his butt. In desperation, he had no choice but to turn around again and continue to push forward.
At this time, Yang Lian couldn't help it anymore, squeezed out of the crowd, stood in front of the group of eunuchs holding knives and sticks, and said sternly: "The emperor called me to wait here, and today the emperor died suddenly, and now His Highness the Crown Prince is doing it here Qing Palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is young, and you are trying every possible means to prevent us from entering the palace to mourn the Emperor. What are your intentions? Do you want to rebel?"
Outside the crowd, Ma Xiaoquan clicked his tongue and said in surprise: "Uncle Tong, Yang Lian really dares to say that, treason? Can you rebel if you block the way in?"
Ma Tong also had a look of helplessness on his face, and he couldn't agree with Yang Lian's last words, but the group of eunuchs blocking the door was obviously even more wrong.
The eunuchs were originally ordered by Li Xuanshi to forcibly block the door. Yang Lian said this. Although everyone knew that this had nothing to do with rebellion, some people still felt that they were wrong and quietly took a few steps back.
One person retreated, and then others followed. Everyone retreated, and the road was finally cleared.
Seeing that the eunuchs had given way, the ministers felt relieved and filed into the Qianqing Palace to mourn the emperor.
"Grandma, let's go too"
Mrs. Ma nodded, hummed and said, "Hey, I'm afraid something might happen to the Qing Palace again."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and said: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. Grandma, let's just watch and ignore the rest for now."
"Okay, let's go in, too."
"Um"
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Everyone entered Qianqing Palace, but did not see Prince Zhu Youxiao, so they couldn't help but ask around.
Through this inquiry, I actually found out that Zhu Youxiao was being controlled by Li Xuanshi.
Fang Congzhe, Lu Zhan and other Zhejiang Party members got together to discuss the plan to find the prince, while Yang Lian and other Donglin Party members were also like them.
Among the three parties, the Chu party is currently the calmest.
In Zhu Youxiao's absence, the emperor's memorial ceremony cannot be stopped. How else can it be decent?
Ying Zhen, the leader of the Chu Party, came out, cleared his throat and said, "Don't talk about it now. The Emperor's affairs are the most important right now. You all should keep your mouths shut."
The Zhejiang Party members headed by Fang Congzhe stopped, but the Donglin Party members had no intention of stopping.
"Are you finished?" Fang Congzhe couldn't help but asked.
The Donglin party members glared at Fang Congzhe and then stopped, but there was obvious disdain in their eyes.
The reason why Fang Congzhe was able to sit in the position of chief minister was because he could endure the obvious provocation of the Donglin Party against him. Fang Congzhe was able to suppress it without saying a word. This made Ma Xiaoquan, who was standing not far away watching the excitement, also I deeply appreciate Fang Congzhe’s sophistication and calmness.
Fang Congzhe said: "Everyone, if the emperor's eldest son is not present, this mourning ceremony will continue. We are all ministers of the Ming Dynasty. Thanks to the emperor's love, we should do so."
What Fang Congzhe said was very reasonable. Except for the Donglin Party members, everyone else present nodded in agreement.
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and said to himself: "Old guy, you are such a thief. I have asked you to say anything good. You are so good at being a good person!"