Summary of the previous chapter: Because Murong Ziyan disliked the bad taste of the beauty formula, she never tried it, for this, Mao San and Mao Gang colluded to think of a trick, they wrote a secret letter to Liu Miao, asking Liu Miao to come uninvited, so as to indirectly humiliate Murong Ziyan. Afterwards, Mao San took advantage of Murong Ziyan's depressed mood and successfully made Murong Ziyan swallow the beauty formula

++++++++++++++++++++++ Mao San walked in front of Murong Ziyan, who had fainted, with a cruel smile, gently touched Murong Ziyan's face, and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, such a beautiful beautiful girl is about to become my doll, haha" As he spoke, Mao San put Murong Ziyan up

When Murong Ziyan woke up, she found herself in a small iron cage.

Murong Ziyan felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "Someone, someone~~ Is there anyone?" ”

On the other side of the thick wall, Mao San was carefully pouring wine for Mao Gang, and when he heard Murong Ziyan's shout, he was a little nervous and said, "Uncle, Murong Xiaoniu shouted so loudly, will it leak out?" ”

Mao Gang laughed: "No, this basement was secretly dug out for several months after I returned to the Ma family compound, the sound insulation effect is very good, no one on the ground can hear the key is that this basement is in my bedroom, without my permission, who dares to come in?" ”

Mao San sighed, still a little worried: "Uncle, then why don't you get Murong Xiaoniu out, why don't you feel safe in this Ma family compound?" ”

Mao Gang shook his head: "You are wrong, as the so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, if I transport Murong Ziyan out, it will definitely leak the news, on the contrary, it is far away in front of me, even if Cao Cao comes, I will not think of it."

As soon as Mao Gang said this, Mao San was able to settle down, and then flattered Mao Gang for his wisdom and martial arts.

Mao Gang waved his hand and asked Mao San: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, you guy, when are you going to do it?"

Mao San thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, I want to put it for half a month first, this half month will make Murong Ziyan's psychology collapse!" ”

"Psychological breakdown? How? ”

Mao San smiled: "Give her food and drink every day, don't let her go out, and nest in this basement for half a month." ”

Mao Gang smiled when he heard it: "Okay, you Mao San, you guy, this is to make this seat sit on pins and needles, right?" ”

Mao San blushed and said, "Uncle Xiao thinks that Murong Ziyan can't die soon."

"Why?"

Mao San glanced at Mao Gang and said boldly: "Uncle, there is a saying, the little one has always wanted to say it, but he didn't dare to say it." ”

"Say!"

Mao San swallowed his saliva: "Uncle, are you right to the master mother (referring to Hua Yuexin, Mao San is a subordinate, calling Hua Yuexin the main mother)." ”

"Huh?" Mao Gang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Mao San, "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

Mao San knelt on the ground with a puff, kowtowed, and said, "Uncle, the small one has a lot of mouths, the small one has a lot of mouths" Mao San said while slapping himself hard.

"That's it!" Mao Gang stopped impatiently, "Get up!" ”

Mao San stood up with his flushed face and looked at Mao Gang in horror.

Mao Gang shook his head and said, "Mao San, there are some things, you know and I know, it's okay, understand?" ”

Mao San nodded desperately: "I understand, uncle"

Mao Gang stood up, nodded, and patted Mao San on the shoulder: "Okay, Murong Ziyan's affairs will be handed over to you, and the rest of the butt wiping will be done for you, but when you decide to kill Murong Ziyan, you have to make this seat clean and beautiful, understand?" ”

Mao San said respectfully: "Uncle, don't worry, the small ones are definitely beautiful and clean." ”

The corners of Mao Gang's mouth raised slightly, and he turned his head out of the basement, and at the moment when the secret door of the basement opened, Mao Gang's eyes revealed a trace of cold murderous intent

At lunch the next day, the subordinates suddenly reported that Hua Yuexin was missing.

Hua Yuexin was shocked and scolded: "Bastard thing, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

The subordinate knelt on the ground, his body trembled, and said: "Madam, the eighth lady is in a bad mood these days, and she doesn't ask the slave maid to disturb her, so she can only call the eighth lady every time it is lunch."

When Hua Yuexin heard this, she asked, "Why are you in a bad mood?" ”

"Slaves don't know!"

Hua Yuexin was very angry, and stepped forward to slap him: "Bastard thing, how do you serve your master?" ”

Diao Chan stepped forward and hugged Hua Yuexin, and comforted: "Madame is angry, Madame is angry Ziyan's sister is in a bad mood, I'm afraid it was caused by Liu Miao's harassment last time."

Hua Yuexin was stunned for a moment, and then said with some remorse: "It's all my fault, after Liu Miao came to disturb me last time, I have been busy taking care of family affairs, it's my fault, it's my fault that I ignored Ziyan's sister's feelings."

Hua Lin stepped forward, hugged her sister and said, "Sister, it's not your fault, if you want to blame, blame that bad guy!" ”

Ling'er also stepped forward and cried: "Sister Yue'er, Lin'er is right, if you want to blame, blame that bad guy, he has no news at all for so long"

"Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze"

Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his nose, pursed his lips, and said to himself angrily: "Damn, who scolded me?" It's too much, there must be a group of people scolding me! ”

Beside Ma Xiao's body, a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen raised his head and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and smiled slightly: "Stinky boy, it is estimated that your mothers are talking about me, let's go, let's go home." You kid, you've been around for the past two years, you've been fourteen years old, and now you look like you're fifteen or sixteen years old, and your mother is probably distressed to death when you go home? ”

"Dad, I don't want to go home."

"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was surprised, "What's wrong, Lao Tzu finally caught your kid in this Yuyang, you still don't want to go back to Yecheng, what's wrong, don't want your mother?" ”

"No, Dad, you also saw it, that Mao Gang has been secretly looting your treasures, I don't want to expose myself so soon."

"Oh? What are your thoughts? ”

"Dad, if you don't care about the family business in the future, do you want to give the position of the head of the family to your brother?"

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "That's right!" Zheng'er, do you have an opinion? ”

"Nope! I don't want my brother to encounter Mao Gang's hard bone after he becomes the head of the family, I want to help my brother knock this hard bone out. ”

"Yo! Boy, look at your young age, and this kind of awareness, yes, yes, worthy of being my Ma Xiaoquan's son, haha~~ Otherwise, the two of us sneaked back to the Ma family compound in Yecheng, and you and your mother met secretly. Lest your mother worry! ”

"Hmm!"

Ma Xiaoquan looked at his son with a smile, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he met his son before:

It is said that after Ma Xiaoquan was blasted out of the Ma family's compound by his wife Hua Yuexin, he really carefully searched for his son.

Although aimless, Ma Xiaoquan has a feeling that his son must be alive and well.

After a month of stumbling like a headless fly, Ma Xiaoquan decided to go to Yuyang to have a look, firstly, Yuyang has his newly settled Ma family manor, and secondly, Ma Xiaoquan felt that his son was very likely to go to Yuyang.

After arriving in Yuyang, Ma Xiaoquan immediately went to meet the guards of Yuyang County.

The guard general of Yuyang County knew Ma Xiaoquan, and when he saw that Lord Shangxian came in person, he was very enthusiastic, and set up a banquet to entertain Ma Xiaoquan that night.

The next day, Ma Xiaoquan went to the Ma family manor in Yuyang to "inspect", and at this time, Ma Zheng, who had been hiding in the shadows, saw his father.

In the evening, Ma Xiaoquan declined the invitation to the night banquet of the Yuyang guard, and came to the manor alone to rest, and it was here that Ma Xiaoquan saw his son.

The father and son met each other, and it was not as touching as it was portrayed on TV, and of course, there was no TV in the era in which Ma Xiaoquan lived.

I haven't seen my son for almost two years, Ma Xiaoquan just nodded lightly and asked, "Is it okay to be outside?" ”

Ma Zheng also nodded: "It's all good!" ”

Ma Xiaoquan snorted: "That's good!" ”

In the next few days, Ma Xiaoquan was talking to his son, asking him what happened and what he had experienced in the past two years.

Ma Zheng did not hide anything from his father, and told his father how he was rescued by Wang Dali and how he partnered with Wang Dali, and in the end, Ma Zheng mentioned Mao Gang's wealth hidden in Yuyang.

Ma Xiaoquan was very surprised when he heard it, before his master Huang Shigong also said to beware of Mao Gang, and now his son has found that Mao Gang's cat is tired, it seems that Mao Gang is really the "chaotic" written on Ma Xiaoquan's family tree.

It's just that it was not the eldest son Ma Xiao who finally quelled the crisis of the Ma family, but Ma Zheng, and the second-generation head of the recorded family is also Ma Zheng.

Ma Xiaoquan is very entangled, why because of Mao Gang, the head of the family will change from Ma Xiao to Ma Zheng, it's not that Ma Xiaoquan favors anyone, he just doesn't understand, why did it become like this, is Ma Xiao not suitable to be the head of the family? Or, will Ma Xiaoma and Ma Zheng and their brothers kill each other?

For this reason, Ma Xiaoquan secretly asked the source, and the source replied that history will always be history, and no one can change it.

This is not the answer that Ma Xiaoquan wants, but it is also not a conclusion that Ma Xiaoquan does not want to get.

In desperation, Ma Xiaoquan had no choice but to hold back this unwillingness, a qiē, only when he waited for the end of his pace in this era, he would know a qiē

"Daddy?"

Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, came back to his senses, and laughed.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Do you miss your mother? ”

Ma Xiaoquan smiled and nodded: "Forget it, Zheng'er, Dad doesn't plan to go back to Yecheng!" ”

"Why?"

Ma Xiaoquan said: "Dad has his own things to do!" ”

"Oh! Okay, then I'll go back to Yecheng by myself! ”