Summary of the previous chapter: On the eve of the banquet, Yuan Fang took the initiative to visit Ma Xiaoquan and expressed his intention to join forces with Ma Xiaoquan to deal with Lu Xian. Ma Xiaoquan did not agree to Yuan Fang immediately. Yuan Fang understood that his words were unfounded and he had to show some "sincerity"
"Come... Yuan Fang's sincerity, first of all, the Secret Records of the Baiyi Clan...
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, "deliberately" looked at the "middle-aged" woman next to him, and asked: "Maybe you can understand the Baiyi Clan's characters?"
The woman nodded and replied: "I understand a little bit!"
Ma Xiaoquan burst out laughing, clapped his hands and said, "Good on you Yuan Fang, good on you Yuan Fang, you show your sincerity to me with something I can't understand, what do you mean?"
Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was sweating profusely, and said: "Master Shangxian, can you listen to what I have to say?"
"explain!"
Yuan Fang breathed out: "This secret record of the Baiyi Clan was left to me by my beloved. My lover once said that this secret record contains many anecdotes and strange things, as well as some things that we can't think of...
...It can be said that the value of this secret book is absolutely priceless..."
After listening to Yuan Fang's explanation, Ma Xiaoquan didn't seem to be convinced by Yuan Fang. He gave a faint sigh and said to the "middle-aged" woman next to him: "Take a look, is there anything strange in it?"
The "middle-aged" woman could not contain her excitement for a long time. As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, she snatched the white silk and started reading it.
"This..." The "middle-aged" woman only took a few glances and was already excited.
Yuan Fang and Ma Xiaoquan asked in unison curiously: "What's wrong?"
The "middle-aged" woman raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "Master Shangxian, I feel that Yuan Fang's sincerity is not enough!"
Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, while Ma Xiaoquan burst out laughing: "Did you see, Yuan Fang, you bribed me with something that doesn't belong to you? Of course it's not enough. What's the matter? Do you have any other sincerity?
?”
Yuan Fang lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and cursed in his heart: This damn demon is so greedy... But what this demon said is right. If it were me, I might also
I won't agree to it. In this case...it's not as good as...that thing...
After thinking about it, Yuan Fang chuckled, raised his head and said, "Master Shangxian, have you been looking for an object?"
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes at Yuan Fang: "You know why you're asking!"
Yuan Fang laughed and said: "Master Shangxian, I know where that thing is!"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and couldn't sit still: "Where is it?"
The "middle-aged" woman was also stunned for a moment, and thought to herself: Didn't Yuan Fang say that he wanted to send the solar recorder to Jingzhou? What, he changed his mind?
Yuan Fang rolled his eyes, thinking something interesting, and said calmly: "The object that Master Shangxian has been looking for is in Jingzhou."
"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, "How do you know?"
Yuan Fang told the truth: "To be honest, that thing was once in my hands, but I thought it was a hot potato, so I sent it to a cousin of mine in Jingzhou."
When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he immediately got angry and grabbed Yuan Fang's collar: "You kid, you didn't tell me to give it to me, but you sent it to Jingzhou?"
Yuan Fang said calmly: "It's very simple, I'm afraid Lu Xian will know!"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, then suddenly let go of his hand and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, Yuan Fang, I really underestimated you, okay, okay, okay..."
Ma Xiaoquan said the word "good" many times in a row. Next to him, the "middle-aged" woman was puzzled: Why did Yuan Fang tell the truth? What on earth did he want to do?
Ma Xiaoquan let go of his hand, straightened Yuan Fang's collar, and suddenly said politely: "Yuan Fang, I think I can think about it carefully..."
Yuan Fang was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly wanted to thank him. Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't panic yet. I just said that I will think about it carefully. It does not mean that I promise you. Of course, you must tell me where your cousin lives in Jingzhou.
Isn’t this difficult to do?"
Yuan Fang nodded and said: "Of course, but I also have a request!"
"speak!"
Yuan Fang glanced at the "middle-aged" woman: "I want to know all the contents in this secret book of the Baiyi Clan, everything!"
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged his shoulders and expressed no opinion, but the "middle-aged" woman remained silent.
Ma Xiaoquan still doesn't know what novel things are recorded in the secret records of the Baiyi clan. However, according to Qing Yi's words, it must not be passed on to foreigners. Therefore, Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said: "Yuan Fang
, Let’s do it like this, we let her translate, and this translation will take a while, right? So, you and I don’t bother her, and when she finishes translating, how about one of us?”
Yuan Fang asked, "How do I know if you will lie to me?"
Ma Xiaoquan also asked Yuan Fang: "Do you think I can really read the contents of the Secret Records of the Baiyi Clan?"
Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said: "Then I'm relieved, Lord Immortal, take your leave!"
After saying that, Yuan Fang bowed his hand to Ma Xiaoquan, nodded slightly to the "middle-aged" woman, and turned to leave.
After Yuan Fang walked away, a "middle-aged" woman came over and asked Ma Xiaoquan a little angrily: "Ms. sir, do you really look down on my Baiyi Clan Secret Records?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed loudly and hugged the "middle-aged" woman into his arms: "How is that possible? I can tell from your expression just now that there is definitely something extraordinary and novel in it."
The "middle-aged" woman said worriedly: "Mr. sir, do you want to give Yuan Fang the complete version?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "How is that possible? Make up a fake one for him."
"I'm afraid Yuan Fang is not easy to deceive, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan kissed the "middle-aged" woman's head: "Have you forgotten who your husband-in-law is?"
"oh!"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and kissed the "middle-aged" woman: "Qingyi, go back and take off the mask later, translate it as soon as possible, and then write a copy to me."
"yes!"
...
The next day, the Ma family's relocation banquet officially began.
In order to give himself an identity and to show his current strength, Ma Xiaoquan did a more interesting thing, that is, he asked his wives to take their children to an "opening show". Of course, due to Qing Yi's special
As for Ma Xiaoquan's identity, he only had six wives disclosed to the public. When someone asked about the "Seventh Madam", Ma Xiaoquan always said that they "died of illness".
In the late Han Dynasty, women's status was never too high. Although women could intervene in family affairs, this era and society were always dominated by men.
This move by Mrs. Ma Xiaoquan shocked all the wealthy families present. Some praised it, while others despised it.
The leader of the praise was mainly Sun Tzu.
The drinking session last night made the grandson feel that he had become a gang of brothers in the Ma family. Therefore, among the praisers, the grandson was the most energetic.
Among the detractors, the main ones are the current officials in the government. Ma Xiaoquan also understands this. After all, in this era, women are accessories, especially in political struggles. Women usually become political tools of men.
, for example, marriage, and for example, marriage.
However, no matter what others say, women have status in the Ma family. Although the status cannot be compared with modern society, in the era of the late Han Dynasty, only Ma Xiaoquan and the Ma family could let their women show themselves.
out.
"good"
After the opening show, Sun Tzu took the lead in applauding vigorously. The group of people who supported Lord Shangxian and wanted to establish relations with Lord Shangxian also applauded, while those who disparaged him shook their heads vigorously, while others lowered their heads.
Silently, he had other thoughts.
"Haha..." Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to suppress the situation and said with a smile, "It's rare for my Ma family to move to Yecheng, and it's rare for all of my colleagues to show their respect. Today, please don't be polite to me. Feel free to eat and play.
, even if you visit, if you have any good opinions or suggestions, you can talk to me, and I will consider it as long as it is appropriate."
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, the wealthy families around him began to talk about it. Some people even shouted on the spot: "Master Shangxian, can you marry your son to my daughter?"
Before Ma Xiaoquan opened his mouth, someone scolded him: "Who do you think you are? Your family is so small. If you want to become the Immortal Marquis, just dream!"
This man's words instantly ignited the atmosphere, and all the wealthy families began to make plans.
All the people sent by these wealthy and distinguished families are human spirits. After some calculation, these human spirits came to a unified conclusion, that is, they must have a relationship with the Immortal Marquis. If they can get married to the baby, the best thing would be
Well, it doesn't matter if you can't climb up. It also counts if you have a master or a teacher.
The grandson was the first to say: "Master Ma, I want to bring my son to the disciples of Master Ma. I wonder if Master Ma will agree to it?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and thought to himself: This stupid grandson is really taking advantage of the situation, but it's okay. That kid Mao Gang hasn't given me any news in Jingzhou for so long, so why don't I recruit a few more apprentices to play around.
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and said: "That's right!"
The grandson was overjoyed and knelt on the ground with a bang: "Grandson, thank you, God Ma Ye!"
As soon as Sun Tzu finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
"Lord Immortal, my son..."
"My son..."
"Also, my son..."
Within a moment, most wealthy and distinguished people wanted their children to worship Ma Xiaoquan as their teacher.
Hua Wuxing and Hualun remained silent. Beside them, Hua Mingliang and Hua Wu were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. However, when the parents were talking, they themselves did not dare to interrupt.
