In Ma Qi's house, in the side hall, Ma Qi and his wife sat on the kang, and Ma Qi sat there drinking tea without a sigh, with a solemn face.

"Ma Wu these days, I'm afraid it's going to die."

In this winter season, a sentence can reduce the temperature in the human body to zero, Ma Wu is Ma Qi's younger brother, but he didn't expect that he would go before Ma Qi.

"I don't know if I'm blessed or miserable, my two younger brothers are one step ahead of me, it's my incompetence." Marzi looked up and said, looking a little dull.

"It's all fate, why should the master blame himself." On such an occasion, Wan Yan had no way to comfort him, so he could only say some meaningless words.

"Maybe, in a few days, the condition will get better."

"The imperial doctor in the palace has already taken the pulse, and like the third brother back then, he is already terminally ill." Ma Qi couldn't help but sigh, thinking of the scene when Li Rongbao left, he felt a little guilty.

At that time, Li Rongbao hid his illness well, and the emperor had just ascended the throne, and he was busy with the things he wanted to deal with, so he had no time to take care of others, but he didn't expect that late that night, he was woken up by someone outside, and when he went out, he saw a person holding an umbrella, putting the umbrella head down, and the handle facing up in front of the hall, so he knew that he was here to report the funeral, and he was also surprised, and he never thought about who it was, so he asked.

"Who is it?"

"Li Rongbao of the Li Mansion is also."

When he heard the word Li Rongbao, Ma Qi's head was stunned, and he almost fainted, but fortunately he was supported by his subordinates, so he could barely grasp it, and the feeling of that time, Ma Qi thought about it now, and he could also feel the cold to the bones, his brother was critically ill, and he didn't know, what could be more ridiculous than this.

"Master, don't think about it, today, you are also tired, rest early."

"My own brother is like this, how can I sleep." Marzzie shook his head.

Seeing the tired face of the old man, Wan Yan was not comfortable, so he changed the topic and said, "Today, I told Lan'er. ”

Of course, Ma Qi knew what Wan Yan wanted to say to Nalan, and the stone in his heart was even heavier.

"What did she say?"

"And she is still a child, she said think about it, what kind of fruit to bear, it still depends on herself."

"This child, although her temperament is soft, when the third brother was alive, she loved her very much, everything depends on her, to me, it is naturally up to her, so many years, she can advocate some things by herself, it can be regarded as decisive, but this time, I am afraid there will always be some unwillingness."

"Do you remember what the third brother told me before?"

"Of course, he doesn't want Lan'er to enter the palace, but how can we hope for it." Wan Yan lowered his eyes, also a little lost.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to let Nalan stay with me."

Wanyan thought that if Nalan entered the palace to serve the emperor, he would be a little anxious, and he was afraid that the wall would have ears, so he deliberately lowered his voice and said: "If Lan'er enters the palace to serve the emperor, I don't know what Lan'er's temperament will be." ”

"I shouldn't be able to serve the emperor, depending on the emperor's intentions, but I want to marry Lan'er Xu to the third elder brother, although the third elder brother is now loved by the emperor, but his mind is a little narrow-minded, if it is compared, I am afraid that the fourth elder brother is a seedling, back then, if it wasn't for the four elder brothers who were deeply loved by Emperor Kangxi, I am afraid that the current emperor is not the emperor."

"Sir." Wan Yan screamed and shook his head at Ma Qi, because of Ma Qi's official position, Wan Yan has always been cautious, and it can be regarded as cautious.

Ma Qi smiled, laughing at Madame's caution, laughing at the struggle for power, but it was also a joke.

But a few days, as Ma Qi said, Ma Wushu, that day, it was the first snow in winter, like catkins, tumbling down from the sky, falling to the ground, melting the earth.

Because Ma Wu was mentally prepared this time, he was not as panicked as he was at the beginning, and prepared refreshments for the mourners, and at the same time asked his wife to prepare a "paper fire".

"Tell the kids, we need to get over as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir."