Chapter 3 Strict Father

After a few days of ease, it was the tenth day of the first lunar month.

The General Military Mansion was still crowded with guests, and the packhorse carts that came to deliver New Year gifts every day lined up in front of the door, which made Ma Cheng feel the power of Marin. Ma Fang, a famous general from the Ma family,

Counting it down, after operating in Kaiyuan Mansion for decades, the Ma family is the local emperor in this three-thirds of an acre of Kaiyuan. In addition to Ma Lin's subordinates, there are also Koreans wearing Korean costumes who come to give New Year's gifts.

A Mongolian who speaks half-baked Chinese.

Ma Cheng stood in the yard and saw a group of well-dressed Korean women entering the inner house. He felt a little more emotional about the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty in this era. This year was the forty-sixth year of Wanli, and it was also the time when the Ming Dynasty turned from prosperity to decline.

A crucial year. Before this, all the barbarians surrendered, and Korea and Mongolia were all vassals of the Ming Dynasty. What we saw before us was more real than what was written in the history books. Unfortunately, such good years did not last long.

Of course, the humble status of an illegitimate son in Ma Cheng means that everything in the General Military Mansion has nothing to do with him. There are four elder brothers in Ma Cheng and two younger brothers. The eldest brother Ma Ran and the second brother Ma Yi are both serving in the Kaiyuan Army.

They live in a hundred households and control the most elite Ma Ying and Shenji Ying in Kaiyuan Camp respectively, just like the iron barrels run by their father, Marin, in Kaiyuan.

It was lively and bustling outside, but the room in Ma Cheng was deserted. He had just recovered from a serious illness, and was forced to lie on the bed to rest. Ma Cheng couldn't bear to refuse Grandma Li's kindness, and was happy to hide in the room and read and practice.

As soon as I practice calligraphy, when I occasionally lose my mind, I will think of my former comrades and subordinates, and my parents who have worked hard all their lives, and I will inevitably feel a little sad. In the vague memory fragments in my mind, Ma Chenggang before this serious illness was also very pitiful.

Before this, Ma Cheng had been bullied since childhood and developed a submissive character. In his memories, he lived with fear every day for fear of offending the wives of each house. There were really no bright spots in his life and he was a complete loser, except for Grandma Li.

Ma's family doesn't have many friends, and even the many new servants who have joined Ma Mansion don't know that there is a fifth-year-old boy in the manor, let alone respect him.

Picking up a copy of "One Hundred Battles" from the study, Ma Cheng sighed softly.

Now that you've arrived, make peace with it. Just think of it as a long vacation and rest for a few days.

That morning, Ma Cheng felt bored in his room, so he got up early and went to the garden for a walk.

The biting coldness in the cold wind in the north invigorated Ma Cheng. He did a few stretching exercises and performed a set of catching fists to warm up his body. Then he picked up a broom stick and practiced.

I am good at several bayonet stabbing movements, jumping steps, thrusting, and the stabbing skills that I have practiced hard for more than ten years. I gradually feel proud and complacent in my heart. I can be proud of the world with my long-hand weapon stabbing skills.

Come on, this hand stabbing technique embodies the essence of ancient and modern weapon assassination techniques, and has been tested by war.

I practiced until I was out of breath and sweating all over. I was not satisfied with this body. This body was a little thin and I had to work hard. I practiced fisting and kicking in the garden for a while and was sweating all over before returning.

Have breakfast in the room. As soon as I opened the door, I felt alert. I was shocked to see my biological father, Marin, wearing a general uniform. Marin was sitting at the desk and holding a book in his hand. He was elegant and somewhat elegant.

Majesty, looking at his expression, he seemed a little surprised. He was obviously surprised to see Ma Cheng's calligraphy practice calligraphy. Although Ma Cheng's calligraphy was not that of a famous calligrapher, he still had some skill. He also copied each stroke from Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy copybook.

Paddling has been practiced hard.

Ma Cheng didn't know how to speak, so he could only stand beside him with his hands down.

After a while, Ma Lin put down the copybook and spoke slowly: "Although your facial painting has some appearance, it only has the shape but not the spirit. Although it is rich and broad, it lacks the magnanimity, which is particularly regrettable."

After Ma Cheng was speechless for a while, he could only nod and accept the lesson: "This is what father taught me."

This biological father is certainly far above him when it comes to calligraphy.

Ma Lin wrote a few words with his pen and then taught him a lesson: "Look, this face is about magnificence and majesty. You need to think carefully about this word in the future... My father has been neglectful to you these years."

Discipline, it seems that you have worked hard on this handwriting, and it is much better than your brothers."

Ma Cheng was convinced, and happily agreed respectfully, thinking that this cheap father had ignored him for more than ten years, but now he came to his door and took up the responsibility of teaching his strict father. God knows this president

There is something wrong with Mr. Bing. Of course, it is more likely that his illness made General Ma feel guilty about his mother and son, so he probably cared more about his illegitimate son.

Ma Lin talked about calligraphy for a while and put down his pen and ink. There was a sudden silence between father and son.

After a long silence, Marin waved his hand impatiently: "Why is this dignified seven-foot man so submissive and unbecoming? You are turning sixteen this year, what are your plans for the future?"

Ma Cheng still stood solemnly and replied: "Father, please give me instructions."

Ma Lin seemed to be a little irritable. He knocked on the table unconsciously for a long time before he said decisively: "If you stay in the house, your aunt may not be able to tolerate you. Let's go and manage a village outside the city."

Ma Cheng was eager to leave this place of trouble and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, father."

After solving a big trouble, Marin seemed to be in a better mood. He stood up and his attitude became friendly again: "Don't leave in a hurry. Let's celebrate the New Year in the house first."

Ma Cheng didn't want to get into trouble, so he lowered his head and agreed in a low voice. Looking at his biological father's disappearing back, Ma Cheng had doubts in his heart. This is the cowardly, incompetent and greedy Kaiyuan general soldier Ma Lin in history. It doesn't look like him, carefully.

When I think about it, I feel relieved. What is written in history may not be true. The history of the Ming Dynasty was compiled by the Qing Dynasty. Naturally, the historians of the Qing Dynasty would not speak well of the former Ming generals, so the credibility is really not high. Another burst of

The cold wind blew in from the wide open door, making Ma Cheng shiver unconsciously, feeling that everything in front of him was so real.

Perhaps due to Ma Lin's care, Ma Cheng's situation in the government has improved a lot in the past few days. Even the eldest wife was generous as an exception. She gave an extra ten taels of regular silver in the first month, which affected Ma Cheng's house.

There was only one servant in the house, Nanny Li, and it didn't cost much. Ma Cheng simply gave all the money to Nanny Li. He had been very close to Nanny Li since he was a child, and subconsciously he naturally treated her like a mother.

Although I only lived in Ma Mansion for more than ten days, I personally felt the atmosphere of the wealthy mansions of this era.

The atmosphere in the General Military Mansion is very depressing. The servants live their lives in fear every day. They dare not speak out loud. If they are not careful, they will be slapped and punished by the wives of each room. The wives of the four rooms in the mansion are not good at all, and they are all kind and irritating in front of everyone.

After that, they criticized each other, among which the eldest wife was the most fierce. Ma Cheng grinned when he thought of such beautiful words as "three wives and four concubines" and "the blessing of all people", and thought to forget it. Most of the novels and unofficial histories are fictitious, and these three wives and four concubines
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