Summary of the previous chapter: On the eve of the banquet, Yuan Fang took the initiative to visit Ma Xiaoquan and said that he wanted to form an alliance with Ma Xiaoquan to deal with Lu Xian, Ma Xiaoquan did not immediately agree to Yuan Fang, Yuan Fang understood that there was no basis for his words, and he must show some "sincerity" to Yuan Fang's sincerity, first of all, "Baiyi Clan Secret Record"

+++++++++++++++++++++ Ma Xiaoquan smiled, "deliberately" looked at the "middle-aged" woman next to him, and asked, "You may be able to understand the words of the Baiyi clan?" ”

The woman nodded and replied, "I know a little bit about it!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan laughed, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, you're Yuanfang, you're Yuanfang, you take something that Benxian can't understand to show your sincerity to Benxian, what do you mean?" ”

Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, sweating profusely for a moment, and said, "Lord Shangxian, can you listen to the next word?" ”

"Say!"

Yuan Fang exhaled: "This "Secret Record of the Hundred Arts Clan" was left to me by my beloved, and my lover once said that this secret record contains a lot of strange things, as well as some things that we can't think of, it can be said that the value of this secret record is absolutely Liancheng."

After listening to Yuan Fang's explanation, Ma Xiaoquan didn't seem to be moved by Yuan Fang's words, he let out a faint sigh, and said to the "middle-aged" woman next to him: "Look at it, is there any strange thing in it?" ”

The "middle-aged" woman couldn't hold back her excitement for a long time, and as soon as Ma Xiaoquan's voice fell, she snatched the white silk silk and read it by herself.

The "middle-aged" woman only took a few glances and was already excited.

Yuan Fang and Ma Xiaoquan asked curiously in unison, "What's wrong?" ”

The "middle-aged" woman raised her head, smiled slightly, and said, "Lord Shangxian, I don't think Yuan Fang's sincerity is enough!" ”

Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, and Ma Xiaoquan laughed: "See, Yuan Fang, you bribe 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 scolded in his heart: This dog's demon Dao is really greedy, but what this demon Dao said is right, if it were me, I might not agree, so it is not as good as that thing

After thinking about it, Yuan Fang smiled, raised his head and said, "Lord Shangxian has been looking for an object?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Yuan Fang: "Knowingly ask!" ”

Yuan Fang laughed and said, "Lord Shangxian, I know where that thing is!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, a little unable to sit still: "Where is it?" ”

The "middle-aged" woman was also stunned for a moment, and said in her heart: Didn't this Yuan Fang say that he wanted to send the solar recorder to Jingzhou? What, he changed his mind?

Yuan Fang's eyes rolled, and his heart was playful, so he said unhurriedly: "The object that Lord Shangxian has been looking for is in Jingzhou. ”

"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, "How do you know?" ”

Yuan Fang said truthfully: "I can't hide it, that thing was in my hands, but I thought it was a hot potato, so I sent it to one of my cousins' house in Jingzhou." ”

When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he immediately burst out and grabbed Yuan Fang's collar: "You kid, don't you tell me if you get it, and send it to Jingzhou?" ”

Yuan Fangse said calmly: "It's very simple, I'm afraid that Lu will know first!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan thought for a while, suddenly let go of his hand, and laughed: "Okay, good, Yuan Fang, this immortal really underestimates you, good, good, good"

Ma Xiaoquan said a lot of "good" words in a row, and on the side, the "middle-aged" woman was puzzled: Why did Yuan Fang tell the truth, what did he want to do?

Ma Xiaoquan let go of his hand, helped Yuan Fang straighten his collar, and suddenly said very politely: "Yuan Fang, your alliance matter, I think, I can think about it."

When Yuan Fang heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly wanted to bow his hand to thank him, Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to stop it: "Don't panic first, I just said that I will think about it carefully, it doesn't mean that I promise you, of course, you have to sue me for your cousin's residence in Jingzhou, this, it's not difficult, right?" ”

Yuan Fang nodded and said, "This is natural, but I also have a request!" ”

"Speak!"

Yuan Fang glanced at the "middle-aged" woman: "I want to know all the content in this "Secret Record of the Hundred Arts Clan", all!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan shrugged his shoulders and said he had no opinion, while the "middle-aged" woman was silent.

Ma Xiaoquan now doesn't know what novel things are recorded in the "Secret Records of the Baiyi Clan", but if it is according to Tsing Yi's words, it must not be passed on to foreigners, so Ma Xiaoquan said with a haha: "Yuan Fang, let's do it, let's let her translate, this translation will take a while, right, so, you and I don't bother her, when she translates, we will have one share, how about it?" ”

Yuan Fang asked rhetorically, "How do I know if you will lie to me?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan also asked Yuan Fang: "Do you think I will really like the content in "The Secret Record of the Hundred Arts Clan"?" ”

Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed and said, "Then I'll rest assured, Lord Shangxian, farewell!" ”

After saying that, Yuan Fang arched his hand at Ma Xiaoquan, nodded slightly at the "middle-aged" woman, and turned to leave.

When Yuan Fang walked away, the "middle-aged" woman came over and asked Ma Xiaoquan a little angrily: "Xianggong, do you really not like my "Secret Record of the Baiyi Clan"?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan laughed and hugged the "middle-aged" woman into his arms: "How is it possible, I can see from your expression just now that there are definitely extraordinary novelties in this." ”

The "middle-aged" woman said worriedly: "Xianggong, do you want to give Yuan Fang the whole book?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "How is it possible? Make up a fake one for him. ”

"I'm afraid this person Yuan Fang is not easy to deceive?"

Ma Xiaoquan kissed the "middle-aged" woman's head: "Have you forgotten who your husband is?" ”

"Oh!"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled and kissed the "middle-aged" woman: "Tsing Yi, go back and take off the mask in a while, translate it as much as possible, and then write a copy to me." ”

"Yes!"

The next day, the Ma family's relocation banquet officially began.

In order to raise his identity and show his current strength, Ma Xiaoquan specially did a more interesting thing, that is, he let several of his wives take the children to a "opening show", of course, due to the special identity of Tsing Yi, Ma Xiaoquan only has six wives open to the public, as for someone to ask about the "Seventh Lady", Ma Xiaoquan always said that it was "death".

In the late Han Dynasty, the status of women was definitely not too high, although in the internal affairs of the family, women could meddle in the analogy, but in this era, this society, will always be full of male power.

This move of Mrs. Ma Xiaoquan made all the wealthy families present shocked, some praised and some belittled.

The leaders of praise are mainly grandsons.

Last night's wine made Sun Tzu feel that he had become a brother gang of the Ma family, so among the praisers, Sun Tzu's strength was the greatest.

After all, in this era, women are accessories, especially in political struggles, women usually become tools of men's politics, for example, marriage, and for example, harmony.

However, no matter what others say, in the Ma family, women have status, although the status cannot be compared with modern society, but in the late Han Dynasty, let the women show themselves, only Ma Xiaoquan, only the Ma family can do it.

"Good~~~"

After the opening show, Sun Tzu took the lead in applauding vigorously, and a group of people who supported the Immortal Lord and wanted to have a relationship with the Immortal Lord also applauded, while those who belittled him, some shook their heads vigorously, some bowed their heads and said nothing, and others thought to him.

"Hehe" Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand to suppress the scene, and said with a smile, "It's rare for my Ma family to move to Yecheng, and it's rare for my colleagues to appreciate the light and face, today, don't be polite to me, just eat, play, visit, if you have any good opinions or builds, you can also talk to me, as long as it's suitable, I will consider it." ”

As soon as Ma Xiaoquan's voice fell, the wealthy families began to discuss, and some even shouted on the spot: "Lord Shangxian, can you marry your son and my daughter?" ”

Before Ma Xiaoquan could speak, someone reprimanded: "What are you, your family is so small, if you want to climb the fairy marquis, dream of it!" ”

This person's words ignited the atmosphere at once, and the wealthy began to calculate.

All of them sent by these wealthy families are human spirits, and after a little calculation, these elites came to a unified conclusion, that is, they must have a relationship with the fairy Hou, if they can climb the doll kiss, it is the best, it doesn't matter if they can't climb, and it also counts to worship a master and recognize a teacher.

The grandson was the first to say: "Ma Ye Immortal, I want to worship my son under Ma Ye Immortal, I don't know if Ma Ye Immortal agrees?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said in his heart: This grandson of the dog day is really robbing while the fire is burning, but it's okay, Mao Gang's kid hasn't given me a message in Jingzhou for so long, so it's better for me to take in a few more apprentices to play.

Ma Xiaoquan ha: "Yes! ”

The grandson was overjoyed, and knelt on the ground with a pop: "Grandson, thank you Ma Ye Immortal!" ”

As soon as Sun Tzu's words fell, everyone burst into laughter.

"Lord Shangxian, my son"

"My Son"

"And, my son"

Within a moment, most of the wealthy families wanted their children to worship Ma Xiaoquan as a teacher.

Hua Wuxing and Hua Lun have been silent, beside them, Hua Mingliang and Hua Wuxin are like ants on a hot pot, but the parents don't dare to interject when they speak.