Summary of the previous chapter: Wei Jinzhong and Wei Zhao wanted to sue Ma Xiaoquan, but Ma Xiaoquan showed up and messed up the matter...
Father Ma secretly sighed in his heart, with such an emperor, our Ming Dynasty is really in danger.
He had something on his mind but couldn't show it to his face. Father Ma knelt on the ground with his hands folded and said loudly: "Thanks to the emperor's love, Ma Ruiqing is so grateful that he is so grateful!"
When Father Ma kneels down, the sons of the Ma family naturally have to kneel down too.
Zhu Youxiao chuckled and helped Ma's father up, nodded and said: "Well, today is the first day of the new year. Don't mention anything too heavy. Well, what good things did your Ma family bring me?"
Father Ma turned his head and glanced at his two sons. Ma Yuan and Ma Cheng nodded slightly and each took out a scroll from their arms.
When Ma Xiaoquan saw the scroll prepared by Ma's father, he sighed in his heart: The emperor obviously likes carpentry stuff, but you still want the whole calligraphy and painting. Isn't this uncomfortable?
Sure enough, Zhu Youxiao was very happy at first, but when he saw the calligraphy and painting prepared by Father Ma, his face suddenly dropped.
Seeing that the opportunity was good, Wei Jinzhong was about to open his mouth to read Ma's father's book. Ma Xiaoquan suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the calligraphy and painting my father prepared is actually not just a simple calligraphy and painting."
Zhu Youxiao said softly, gesturing for Ma Xiaoquan to continue.
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Ma's father and said: "The scrolls of these two volumes of calligraphy and painting are left behind by Lu Ban, the ancestor of carpentry."
"The ancestor of carpentry, Lu Ban?" Sure enough, Zhu Youxiao's eyes lit up when he heard the word "Lu Ban", "Ma Xiaoquan, are you telling the truth?"
Father Ma felt very suffocated in his heart. What nonsense is this Ma Xiaoquan talking about? Although the calligraphy and painting scrolls are made of ancient wood, they definitely cannot be left by Lu Ban. Besides, when did Lu Ban make calligraphy and painting scrolls?
This is an insult to the name of the ancestor of woodworking!
"Quick, bring it to me and see!"
Ma Ruiqing took the calligraphy and painting from his two sons and presented it to Zhu Youxiao respectfully.
Zhu Youxiao unfolded the painting and took a look, frowned slightly and said: "Tang... Ma Xiaoquan, come here and show me, what is this character?"
Ma Xiaoquan leaned over and took a look, and was stunned.
Good guy, Father Ma made these two paintings turn out to be paintings by Tang Yin.
Tang Yin is Tang Bohu, and very few of his paintings have survived in the modern world. One of his original paintings was auctioned for more than 10 million yuan. It's a treasure...an absolute treasure.
Wei Jinzhong also came over. This guy was even worse than Zhu Youxiao. Not to mention Tang Yin's "Yin", Wei Jinzhong didn't even recognize the word "Tang".
"What a mess, I can't even understand it!" Wei Jinzhong took the opportunity to tease Zhu Youxiao.
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes at Wei Jinzhong, carefully took the scroll from Zhu Youxiao, removed the painting, and handed the two scrolls to Zhu Youxiao.
"Ma Xiaoquan, is this the Axis of Luban you are talking about?" Zhu Youxiao took it upon himself to name the scroll in his hand "The Axis of Luban".
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, although this shaft looks ordinary, the woodworking skills contained in it are very superb. Of course, Your current skills, Your Majesty, are by no means inferior to Lu Ban."
Everyone likes to hear good words. Ma Xiaoquan's horse words definitely hit Zhu Youxiao's heart. Zhu Youxiao laughed, handed the scroll to the personal eunuch beside him, and said with a smile: "Well, it's a gift from the Ma family."
I like this gift very much, haha...good, very good."
Ma Ruiqing hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted, "Long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live."
Zhu Youxiao helped Ma Ruiqing up, patted his shoulder and said, "Ma Ruiqing, your sons are very good. I heard that your eldest son is no longer here, right?"
Father Ma's eyes dimmed for a while, he nodded slightly and replied: "In response to the emperor's message, the eldest son Ma Zhi was killed on the battlefield."
Zhu Youxiao turned to look at Ma Yuan and Ma Cheng behind Ma Ruiqing: "Are these your second and third sons?"
Ma Yuan and Ma Cheng stepped forward and half-knelt.
"Okay, very good." Zhu Youxiao nodded with great satisfaction, then looked at Ma Xiaoquan, "Your fourth son, Ma Xiaoquan, is a good friend of mine. Ma Ruiqing, your Ma family is full of talents."
Ma Ruiqing sighed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he said respectfully.
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Your Majesty, I would like to ask for a leave of absence from you."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
Ma Xiaoquan lied and said: "Wei Chen heard that somewhere in the south, there is a very legendary woodworking classic. Wei Chen wants to find it for the emperor."
"Really? That's great. Well, I'm sure, Ma Xiaoquan. I'll order you to leave immediately. How about that?"
Ma Xiaoquan said respectfully: "I obey the decree, but your Majesty, what you say is unfounded..."
Zhu Youxiao nodded: "Well, I will issue an imperial edict."
"Thank you, Lord!" Ma Xiaoquan said happily.
Next to Zhu Youxiao, Wei Jinzhong was very helpless. He originally thought about taking a copy of Ma Xiaoquan or even the Ma family. But now it's better. Ma Xiaoquan showed up and nothing was disturbed. Hum, Ma Xiaoquan... Ma family.
.....You guys just wait, when I, Old Wei, become successful, I will slowly take care of you.
...
After leaving Qianqing Palace, Ma's father was speechless all the way.
Ma Yuan put his arm around Ma Xiaoquan's shoulders and walked behind Ma's father, smiling and saying: "Brother, you are pretty good at it. You have become friends with the emperor. It's not easy."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Second brother, please stop teasing me. Everyone knows that being with a king is like being with a tiger. Do you think it is a good thing to be friends with the emperor?"
Ma Cheng nodded: "My little brother is right, but...you are going to the Zi Family Academy and lied that you were looking for classics for the emperor. If the news leaks out, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor."
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged: "So what, I don't care about carpentry classics. Besides, it's unknown how long the Ming Dynasty can last..."
Ma Xiaoquan's words undoubtedly ignited the fire in Ma's father's heart. Father Ma turned his head and shouted at Ma Xiaoquan: "How presumptuous! Quan'er, how can you look at the country like this?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment. Seeing no one around, he whispered: "Dad, you and your brothers have been in Ningyuan. The war in Ningyuan... As a Jinyiwei, I also know a little bit about you.
It seems that there are more battles won than lost, but in fact it is already the end of the hero's life, isn't it?"
"You! Bastard!" Ma's father stepped forward and slapped Ma Xiaoquan hard across the face.
Ma Xiaoquan turned his head to avoid Father Ma's slap and continued: "Dad, even if you hit me, I still have to say that you understand many things, but you have always had your own way, right?"
"Quanzi!" Ma Yuan stepped forward and gave Ma Xiaoquan a hand, shaking his head gently, "Stop talking!"
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Ma Yuan and said: "Second brother, you said that you also know about the Ningyuan War. Am I wrong? Moreover, have you forgotten what is written in the genealogy of my Ma family?"
Ma Ruiqing's face turned red and he was stunned without saying a word.
Ma Xiaoquan is right. The recent generations of the Ma family have indeed paid too much attention to the so-called fame and fortune.
Father Ma took a long breath, gradually calmed down, and asked Ma Xiaoquan: "Quan'er, you are talking about the genealogy. If my father remembers it correctly, many contents on the genealogy are written in the Baiyi language...
...You...understand the Baiyi Clan's writing?"
Ma Xiaoquan was slightly stunned, feeling bad. How could he be so happy that he forgot about this incident.
"Grandma told me," Ma Xiaoquan lied.
"Mother?" Father Ma blinked, "Mother said before that she doesn't know much about the Baiyi people's writing..."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Anyway, grandma said it. Dad, you won't suspect that I'm lying, right?"
As Ma Xiaoquan spoke, he deliberately pulled his face and hair "hard".
Father Ma stepped forward and grabbed Ma Xiaoquan: "That's enough, you brat, haven't you had enough trouble? Go home!"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled.
...
Back at Ma's house, Ma's father held a short family meeting, and the main agenda was about the future of the Ma family.
Except for Mrs. Ma, a woman, the others who participated in the meeting were all men.
During the meeting, Ma's father briefly talked about the future direction of the Ma family based on the current world situation. However, in Ma Xiaoquan's ears, Ma's father's purpose was to tie the Ma family to the dilapidated carriage of the Ming Dynasty.
superior.
Ma Yuan and Ma Cheng had been stationed in Ningyuan for a long time with their father Ma, and they were positive about his opinions. However, Mrs. Ma and Ma Tong remained silent.
"Mom, do you have any comments or thoughts?" Ma Ruiqing asked respectfully.
Mrs. Ma looked at Ma Xiaoquan behind Ma Ruiqing, saw Ma Xiaoquan shaking his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Ruiqing, is there any other way to do this?"
"Other way?" Ma Ruiqing was stunned.
In every family meeting in the past, Mrs. Ma would stand by Ma Ruiqing without hesitation. Why this time...
"Mom, do you have any ideas? Well, there is also my eldest brother Ma Ruiqing who is in charge of Ma Tong's eldest brother. You seem to also..."
Ma Tong shook his head. He had also seen Ma Xiaoquan shake his head just now. Since the first-generation head of the family shook his head, he must have had his thoughts.
"Ruiqing, forgive me for being frank, my Ming Dynasty looks strong, but in fact it has reached a critical moment. Quan'er once talked to me about some social issues of the Ming Dynasty when he was in Jinyiwei. I personally think that the descendants of my Ma family will
The road needs to be reconsidered."
"Quan'er?" Ma Ruiqing turned to look at Ma Xiaoquan and asked, "Quan'er, have you talked to your uncle?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes, dad! The boy and his uncle had a little chat."
"You bastard, your wings have grown hard, haven't you? I'm the Ming Dynasty, when will it be your turn to talk nonsense?"