The little boy seemed to have no intention of standing up. He raised his head and looked at Ma Xiaoquan with an earnest look.
Ma Xiaoquan felt helpless. He was a modern person. If he accepted an ancient person as his disciple, what would he teach him? Teach him how to read and write? Come on, modern people only read simplified Chinese. How about teaching him to march and fight? In the cold weapon era,
When marching and fighting, instead of worshiping Ma Xiaoquan, it is better to follow Cao Cao, that way you will learn faster.
Ma Xiaoquan looked at the little boy coldly and repeated what he said before.
"What else can you do if you take revenge?"
This time, the little boy thought for a moment and then said: "You can protect my family and my woman."
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned.
Your mother only looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old baby, but she already knows how to protect women. It seems that human nature was enlightened very early in the Han Dynasty.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "You look only thirteen or fourteen years old. Where did you get the woman?"
The little boy pointed at the two women not far from him and said, "Those are my father's concubines. I can take them in!"
The little boy's words shocked Ma Xiaoquan. Of course, that was only if he had glasses.
Ma Xiaoquan was helpless: "My little friend, that kind of woman is not suitable for you. You'd better find some who are similar to your age."
The little boy thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I think so."
Ma Xiaoquan thought this boy was quite interesting, and now that Mao Feng was dead, their family, except for Mao Jie, consisted of two women, two old men and a baby. Ma Xiaoquan knew that the moment Mao Feng died,
He should be thinking about his parents and son.
"Hey, come on, it seems we can't escape after all! Boy, get up!"
The little boy shook his head: "My dear friend, if you don't accept me as your disciple, I won't get up!"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said, "I accept you, but Master, I have something to say beforehand. Master may not teach you what you see in the future. Master will only teach you what you can learn. Do you understand?"
The little boy kowtowed three times and said respectfully: "Master, here you go, my disciple Mao Gang!"
Having accepted a new apprentice, Ma Xiaoquan naturally accepted Mao Feng's family wealth "without hesitation".
There was quite a lot of property left behind by Mao Feng's escape, but much of it had been smashed and smashed. Ma Xiaoquan asked Zhang Gong and the others to collect as much as they could.
After carefully counting, Ma Xiaoquan smiled from ear to ear.
In addition to the ones that had been smashed and shot, there were now more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings, more than twenty antiques, and, of course, the "Golden Square Coin" that Mao Feng had played with before.
Holding this "gold square coin" in his hand, Ma Xiaoquan thought proudly: If I take this thing back, I will make a big fortune. Well, I can't let the old guy Mingfa see it again this time.
I confiscated the teapot from Wang Yun's house, and even called it confiscation... Well, I have to hide everything I say this time...
After collecting a pile of treasures, Ma Xiaoquan became angry with Mao Feng's other family members.
It's not easy to handle two old men and two women.
The two old men cried bitterly over Mao Feng's death, but the two women didn't look so sad.
Ma Xiaoquan thought that Mao Feng was his friend in this era, and he had the obligation to take good care of his friend's family.
It's okay for the old man to say that he can support them well in their old age, but what about the two young women?
Ma Xiaoquan was just thinking when he suddenly heard someone smacking his mouth. He turned around and saw that it was Yang Hu.
At this time, Yang Hu stared straight at Mao Feng's concubine, and kept smacking his mouth, as if he wanted to swallow the woman in one bite.
Ma Xiaoquan kicked Yang Hu on the butt and cursed with a smile: "Where are you looking at this stupid thing?"
Yang Hu didn't pretend to be ignorant and said directly: "Master, Ding Yi and I don't have a wife. You see, the man of this woman's family is also dead, so we want to..."
What Yang Hu said may not be what Ding Yi thought. In these troubled times, women are just accessories to men. To put it bluntly, the saying "women are like clothes" is best reflected in troubled times.
Although Ma Xiaoquan didn't accept it in his heart, he couldn't watch those two young and beautiful women remain widows. Instead of doing this, it would be better to take advantage of his two men. I believe that under his discipline, these two of his men will be fine.
Treating Mao Feng’s widow.
Ma Xiaoquan deliberately put on airs: "Liang Long married Ma Zhuzhu, but he is the legal wife, where are you two?"
Both of them were literate and naturally had more ideas. They knew what it meant to be a wife, so they remained silent.
These days, it’s not unusual to marry a widow as your first wife. Think about it, when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty married Wei Zifu, Wei Zifu had already married someone else. Wasn’t she still the first lady of the Han Dynasty?
The two of them thought it over and thought it was no big deal, so they nodded in agreement and agreed to marry those two women as their official wives.
Ma Xiaoquan called Mao Feng's two concubines over. After questioning them, both women expressed their willingness to obey their benefactor's arrangements. Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, feeling indescribable in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better.
Modern times are great, there are so many women and they have so much status..."
Zhang Gong and others didn't understand what their master meant, but they didn't ask any more questions. They just followed the master's arrangements and put the two women and two old men into the carriage. The rest of the people rode horses, drove cars, and walked.
Yang Hu and Ding Yi got a daughter-in-law, and now they had the capital to show off. They walked in front and led Ma Xiaoquan's horse. While holding the horse, they praised each other about how many children they would have when they returned home. Ma Xiaoquan listened in the back and found it funny.
At the beginning of the year, there is a competition to see who has the most babies.
Zhang Gong drove the carriage depressedly. To be honest, he also fell in love with a concubine inside. Unfortunately, Yang Hu and Ding Yi were too quick to catch her.
Ma Xiaoquan saw Zhang Gong's depression and comforted him: "Zhang Gong, don't worry, you will definitely get it."
Zhang Gong said with a mournful face: "Master, you heard it too. Those two idiots said they wanted to compete in a competition to have a baby. I also want to, but I don't have an aunt yet..."
The conversation between Zhang Gong and others made the two women in the carriage tremble. They couldn't help but have an inexplicable affection for their two future husbands, but looking at the purple-haired benefactor riding a horse next to the carriage, the two of them were so excited.
The woman's face couldn't help but turn red again.
On the way, Zhang Gong asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Master, where are we going now? Do we want to continue looking for the whereabouts of that thing?"
Ma Xiaoquan counted the time and shook his head: "I won't be looking for it for now. It's not convenient for us to have a family with a family. Find me two boiled eggs first, and then let's go and meet Cao Cao..."
Zhang Gong nodded, raised his riding crop, and lightly slapped the horse's butt...
In mid-to-late January of the third year of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty (192 AD), Cao Cao successfully incorporated the old Yellow Turban bandit surnamed Long. At this point, only the Zhao faction remained in the Yellow Turban rebellion in Yanzhou.
In the camp, Cao Cao was high-spirited and very proud. Since Xun Yu recovered from his illness, Cao Cao, like a god, adopted Xun Yu's strategy and made great progress all the way.
Final victory is not far away.
"Haha... Okay, okay, great, the thief named Zheng is already meat on my chopping board, Xun Yu, Cheng Yu, thanks to the help of you two, haha...
"
Beside Cao Cao, Xun Yu and Cheng Yu glanced at each other.
Over the past few days, the two of them have worked together to assist their lord and achieved very good results. At this point, the two of them have also admired each other's talents and abilities.
Xun Yu was not greedy for merit, so he handed over his hand and said: "My lord, you are so complimentary. If Zhongde hadn't taken up the important task while I was recovering from illness, I'm afraid our army wouldn't have been able to win consecutive battles so easily."
Cheng Yu also stepped forward, shook his head and said, "My lord, brother Wen Ruo is so complimentary. It is our duty to serve your lord."
Cao Cao clapped his hands and said quickly: "Both of you have contributed, I understand very well, well... Come on, let's continue our efforts to win the final victory..." Cao Cao said
, pointed at the topographic map of Yanzhou and started talking.
After speaking, the two counselors each expressed some of their own opinions. Cao Cao learned from each other's strengths and finally formulated a final battle plan.
At this moment, someone outside the tent suddenly reported that Master Shangxian had returned.
Cao Cao was very happy and quickly put on his coat and went out of the stronghold to greet him.
Seeing Ma Xiaoquan leading the two old men and two women out of the carriage, Cao Cao exclaimed, pulled Ma Xiaoquan over, and asked quietly: "Master Shangxian, are those two women your family members?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "That is the widow of my best friend, but now she is the head wife of my two men."
Cao Cao looked at the two graceful girls and felt sad in his heart. He thought: You devil, why didn't you say you would leave one for me? It's really unreasonable.
Thinking about it, Cao Cao said: "That's good, that's good!"
Just as he was talking, a scream suddenly came from a small tent.
A group of people all looked at the small tent.
"Feng'er?" Mao Feng's two concubines were extremely happy when they saw a woman in the small tent.
This one named Feng'er was the skillful girl that Cao Cao snatched from Liu Hansan.
Feng'er stepped forward, grabbed the two girls, and said softly: "Sister Hong, Sister Lan, why are you here? Where is the master?"
The two women hid their faces and cried, not saying anything.
Feng'er was also very sad, but she only cried a few times and then stopped.
A woman said: "Feng'er, we all thought you were dead a long time ago. We didn't expect you to be alive. How are you now?"
Feng'er nodded and looked at Cao Cao.
Cao Cao treated Feng'er well. After snatching him away from Liu Hansan, Cao Cao loved Feng'er very much. Feng'er felt that Cao Cao was a hero. Since ancient times, heroes had many concubines, so Feng'er thought that she could continue to be a hero.
Concubine, he is also satisfied.
But when she learned that her two sisters, who were both concubines, had become someone else's wife after the master's death, Feng'er felt a little unbalanced.
Cao Cao and Ma Xiaoquan watched the three women chattering. They looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.