Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 99
Mo Shaolin's bodyguard hurriedly called a carriage to follow his young master, and went out of the city all the way towards Xiaowang.

"Big lady, where is the young master going? Will he go to Fucheng to study tomorrow?" Qin Hong asked.

Mo Wanyi was saddened, Master Mo chased his son to the door, saw his son go out, sighed, saw his daughter standing aside, and said guiltily, "Wanyi, it's dad who delayed you."

"father……"

"I hope you don't hate Dad!"

Mo Wanyi lowered her head and said nothing.

"Oh..." Master Mo sighed, "This time, as a father, I will definitely marry you off in a dignified way."

Mo Wanyi bowed her head and did not respond.

Mo Huaien sighed again, turned around and left.

Mo Wanyi, who was sad, went to Xu's Embroidery Workshop. When Wu Xu saw her, she shouted, "Ma'am, you...you have suffered!" Seeing the pale young master, she burst into tears with distress .

"Aunt Wu..." Mo Wanyi threw herself into her arms and cried loudly.

"Eldest lady, my miserable eldest lady..." The two master and servant hugged each other and cried until the sky was dark.

After lunch, the Ma family father and son sat in the small pavilion in the lotus pond to enjoy the shade. Although they didn't want their father to marry their stepmother, the Ma family children reached a consensus. Get old slowly.

Ma Min'er said: "I reckon that Master Mo will come to look for Dad in just a few days. Before looking, do you want Dad to visit Mrs. Mo's family?"

Ma Qifeng quickly waved his hand, "How can an old man pick a young lady? If Min'er thinks it's good, Dad will approve."

"Father, she is the one who wants to be with you for life, she has to be what you want, right?" Ma Min'er persuaded.

Ma Qifeng shook his head, "Your mother was also found by my grandmother and aunt for me back then, and she is still very good."

"father……"

"Father believes that there are many good people."

"Father, living at home has nothing to do with whether people are good or not, but that you have similar temperaments and get along with each other."

Ma Qifeng smiled, "For a person with my personality, as long as women don't hold back, they can live without problems."

"Father, your requirements for the other half are too low."

Ma Qifeng smiled, the child is so young, how do they know that after seeing Wushan, there will be clouds in the eyes, the strongest emotion has been burned in the most tender years, in the future life, he thinks that besides warmth, there will be Be kind.

Xia Zhen and the others continued to entertain Liu Zaili, and entered the Pingding camp again. They sat in Xia Zhen's office room with their thighs crossed, "Xia Zian, why did your office room look like a flat house? It's so simple. It’s ugly, it doesn’t look like a place for a little general.”

Sitting behind her main case desk, Xia Zhen curled her lips slightly: "Do you think this is the bustling Beijing, where you just sit here drinking water, grinding your teeth, and waiting to go home after dark?"

Liu Zaili smiled, turning a deaf ear to his sarcasm: "I heard that bandits colluded with the Turks and almost captured the weakest point of the Yixiang border, have you checked?"

Mr. Tian immediately clapped his hands and replied: "Return to the king, we are investigating this matter."

"How's the investigation going?" Liu Zaili looked serious.

"According to the news from General Gu of our army, they were bandits formed during the drought three years ago. They were taken to their nests by us. Two little bosses escaped. They have been causing trouble and disturbing the people under the banner of revenge for the boss."

"Three years, haven't you caught them yet?"

Mr. Tian said: "Return to the king, they are very cunning, always wandering around the border between the mansion and the mansion, making it difficult for us to attack."

Liu Zaili hooked his lips, "Three don't care about the boundaries?"

"Yes, the king of the county."

"I think you should use snacks, the emperor is waiting for my reply?" Liu Zaili squinted his nose at this formulaic reply.

"Yes, the king of the county, General Gu has been stopping at the junction of Xiangyi, arresting those people."

"I hope to hear good news before I return to Beijing."

"I don't know the county king..."

Before Mr. Tian finished speaking, Liu Zaili stood up and stretched his arms, "I've been sitting for a long time, and it's getting late. This county is going back to the city."

"Yes, I will send you off to the king of the county."

Liu Zaili waved his hand, "Except for General Zhang, the rest of you are welcome."

Mr. Tian glanced at Xia Zhen, and quickly cupped his hands, "Yes, the king of the county."

Zhang Nianmei was called to the little general's camp again, "Sir, are you looking for me?"

"The king of the county is going back to the city, you accompany him."

"Yes, sir."

"Let's go, General Zhang."

When Zhang Nianmei went out, she turned her head to look at the owner and Mr. Tian, ​​pursed her lips, and thought, I am going to accompany him to go shopping and eat delicious food, why didn't I find it fun?

The scorching sun in the afternoon had passed, and the evening had not yet arrived. The fortune-teller took his streamer out of the rented place, swayed it to the street again, and shouted without a sound: "Fortune-telling!" Lah...testing Chinese characters and fortune telling..."

The hustle and bustle is the same as in the past, walking casually on the bustling streets, although it is a military county, it is more prosperous than the usual county, looking left and right, there is lightness under your feet.

The gorgeous sunshine in May is sprinkled among the gray walls with black tiles everywhere, the abruptly raised cornices, the shop flags fluttering in the wind, and the endless stream of pedestrians. It does not reflect that the people in Pingding are enjoying themselves in their idle life.

I have been staying here for more than half a year, and the old fortune teller still doesn't want to leave. Do I want to find a place to live here for a long time, old man?So what kind of place should I find?

The old fortune-teller half-closed his eyes as he walked, thinking that he should go there to take a leisurely look, but he didn't notice that someone turned his head and stared at him several times when the horses galloped by.

In the gazebo, the Ma family drank tea and chatted. Unknowingly, half a day passed, and they left the pavilion leisurely. Before turning to the small road in the main courtyard, Father Fu chased a young man over.

"Young master, who are you looking for?"

Mo Shaolin just looked around, he had never seen this kind of courtyard layout, and he didn't even know that one was the outer courtyard and the other was the inner courtyard, and he couldn't find anyone.

"Brother Shaolin—" Ma Dalang saw Mo Shaolin, who was three years older than him, and was called brother in the academy.

"Ma Yichu..." Seeing his classmates, Mo Shaolin's already excited mood became even more excited.

"Brother Shaolin..."

Facing his classmates at this moment, Ma Dalang's emotions are really mixed, and he suddenly realized that if he sees him again in the future, he might not be able to get along as an equal.

"Ma Yichu, how could your family bully my sister like this..." The excited Mo Shaolin swung his fist.

Ma Yichu didn't expect that his classmates would hit someone, so he didn't dodge it, and got punched hard.

Seeing Xiaodong's family being bullied, Shan Xiaoshan quickly stepped forward to block him from beating his master.

"Brother Shaolin..."

"Don't call me."

Ma Dalang shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Mo Xiaolin, who was blocked by Shan Xiaoshan, was so angry that he barked his teeth and claws, "My sister is a boudoir girl, how can an old man like your father do it?"

The corners of Ma Min'er's mouth twitched when she heard this, and she took a step forward, "Mr. Mo, do you think we want to do this? It's because your father didn't investigate the truth of the matter, and everyone in the county knew it. My father must be held accountable." , don’t just criticize us as soon as you come up without asking indiscriminately, as if we are so sinful.”

"You..." Of course Mo Shaolin knows what's going on in his own family. Don't ask about the restaurant. He knows it's the fault of his stepmother. elder sister.

Sitting in the study, Mo Huaien was weak and slumped on the teacher's chair, and his personal assistant came in.

"Did Shaolin go to Xiaowang Village?"

"Going back to my lord, I went to Ma's house."

"Oh." Mo Huaien sighed again.

"grown ups……"

"I'm sorry for Shaolin's mother."

"Master, my son doesn't understand what you mean, but this old servant understands."

Mo Huaien lifted his tired eyes.

"Master, if Mrs. Ma's son wasn't in that private room this time, you wouldn't have married Mrs. Ma at will."

Mo Huaien said with emotion, "You still understand me."

"Master, my son is still young and doesn't understand your painstaking efforts. Maybe he will understand in the future."

"Oh, I don't want him to understand, as long as he doesn't hate me." Mo Huaien was exhausted.

"Master, yes, one day, my son will understand your painstaking efforts."

Zhang Nianmei thought that King Yancheng would go to Louzi and restaurants, but she went out of the city directly, "Hey, King Yancheng, where are you going?" Unfortunately, the horse in front was running fast, and he ignored him, annoyed. His nose was almost smoking.

Not long after, Zhang Nianmei felt something was wrong, isn't this the way to the old sister's house?Could it be that the county king of Yancheng is going to the old sister's house? That's wrong. The old sister's family has no official or job, so what is he going to do as a county king?
Zhang Nianmei is a gangster in Fengyue, and her head immediately turns to his beautiful old sister, no way, my God, that is the daughter-in-law of our little general!
Zhang Nianmei wanted to turn the horse's head, but was caught between two horses and couldn't turn her head at all.On the back of the galloping horse, Liu Zaili turned his head, smiled, turned his head, and continued to move forward.

I'm going... I'm going... Zhang Nianmei growled and wanted to draw the knife.

Sitting opposite Ma's family, Mo Shaolin couldn't tell what he was feeling inside, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.Ma Dalang didn't know what he was going to say, "That... that... Mo... Young Master, I'm going to Fucheng tomorrow, and you, when are you leaving?"

Mo Shaolin raised his eyes to look at Ma Yichu. This time Zhao Yuyan got married, and there were several classmates who came back for the wedding banquet. Not only did they not come back together, they didn't even agree to go back.

It's not that they usually have a bad relationship, but that these people live in different circles and family backgrounds, and have their own things to do, so they can't set off together. If the guess is correct, Ma Yichu is the first person to return to Fucheng. Because when he comes back, apart from drinking the wedding wine, he has no three aunts and six wives to visit, and no important people to visit. He simply leaves after drinking the wedding wine. Unlike him, his father wants him to visit some people who will help him in the future.

Thinking of this, for some reason, the father whom he hated suddenly became so...

Sitting like this is really embarrassing, Ma Miner thought for a while, and squeezed out a smile, "Mr. Mo, your sister fell into the private room where we had dinner. Your father asked my father to take responsibility. My grandfather has already asked me to speak. Father thinks that since the little lady's family doesn't dislike him for being old, then marry the little lady, but you seem to disagree. In this case, you go back and discuss it with your father. If our family is responsible, we will not refuse , if you don’t like our family, we have no objection, what do you think?”

As a family member of the man's family, Ma Min'er's words are tactful and low-key, which has given the woman's family enough face. If it is placed on a scoundrel, let's not say that Mrs. Mo fell into the private room by herself, just say it is secular Well, people are always harsh on a woman's reputation, and take all kinds of men's things very lightly. It's amazing to say that men are lucky, or lucky, etc. In short, men take advantage.

But for a person like Ma Qifeng who values ​​affection and family, in fact, he doesn't want to take advantage of this at all, but now that something has happened, as a man, he can only be generous and take things on himself.

Hearing Ma Min'er's words, Mo Shaolin looked at Ma Yichu's father in a daze, and said a word of conscience, this noble son exiled from the capital, although he has a child as old as his classmates, he doesn't look old at all, and he is as old as he is. Standing together, his son seemed to be four or five years older. Not only that, but he also had a kind of literati temperament that men in small towns did not have. Without the worldly fireworks, his whole person showed poetic elegance. No wonder my sister wanted to marry!
Mo Shaolin stood up dejectedly, turned around and walked out the door.

"Mr. Mo—"

Mo Shaolin paused, "Ma Yichu, when are you going to the academy?"

"tomorrow--"

"Oh!" Mo Shaolin walked towards the door.

"What about you?" Ma Dalang asked from behind.

"Just these two days."

The Ma family followed Mo Shaolin, sent him to the road outside the courtyard, got into the carriage, and Mo Shaolin said, "What's the matter, you can find my father."

Does that mean you agree?Ma Min'er stared at the carriage. Aunt Wu from Xu's Embroidery Workshop said that Mrs. Mo had endured a lot for her younger brother. From today's perspective, this younger brother is not bad.

Ma Qifeng shook his head, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, "Min'er..."

"father……"

"Father listens to you, marry a wife."

"father……"

"As you said, people don't dislike me as an old man anymore, so why are you being hypocritical?"

Ma Min'er smiled slightly at her father who was actually only one year older than herself: "Father, you are so kind."

"Father, I have no other extravagant wishes, I just hope that you are all well."

Just as Ma Min'er was about to say, 'Then let's go in and count', a burst of dust rose up, and in a blink of an eye, seven or eight horses stopped at the gate of her yard.

"Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Nianmei's horse was actually behind Liu Zaili, but she didn't call him first. It stands to reason that the face of Yancheng Junwang was familiar to her in her previous life for nearly ten years, but I don't know why , Ma Miner just ignored him.

Liu Zaili seemed very unhappy, but quickly suppressed his unhappiness, and smiled narrowly with single eyelids, "Why don't you welcome me?"

"There, there!" Ma Qifeng bowed his hands and saluted, "I'm saluting to the county king."

"You're welcome, Uncle Ma."

Ma... Uncle?Even Zhang Nianmei didn't expect Liu Zaili to use such a title, and the relationship became so close all of a sudden.

"It's hot, remembering that your house has a lotus pond, do you mind if I stay for a few days?" Liu Zaili's gentle smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Of course I don't mind. It's a great honor for the king of the county to live in my house." Ma Qifeng smiled and invited him into the yard.

"Little San—"

"My boss—"

"Clean up the guest house and let the king live in it."

"Yes, Master." Shan Xiaosan hurriedly stepped forward to salute the nobleman.

The bodyguard of Yancheng County King walked behind Shan Xiaosan, waited for him to finish his salute, and went with him to the guest courtyard to clean up.

Liu Zaili turned his head, "Why don't you speak, Ma Erniang, and don't welcome me as an unexpected guest?"

Ma Min'er squeezed out a smile: "How dare you!"

"Haha..." Liu Zaili was amused by Ma Miner's reluctance, and she must be the only one who dared to express her emotions.

To be honest, seeing Liu Zaili's face again, Ma Min'er's emotions were a little complicated, more because of her nostalgia for her previous life, which reminded her of all kinds of past lives, and for a while, her expression was in a daze.

In the Ma residence in Yunshui Town, Master Ma Er is in the living room, complaining to his father, "Father, if the sixth son marries Master Mo's daughter, what will happen to our family?"

Ma Chengzu turned his eyes away to the second concubine son, "In Beijing, the family of the rich and powerful, there are not a few marriages with such disorderly relationships in that family, don't they just let it go?"

"Father, aren't we in a small county town?"

Ma Chengzu looked coldly, "Lord Mo is your immediate boss, why don't you talk to him yourself."

"I..." Ma Qizhang blinked guiltyly.

Ma Chengzu picked up his teacup and drank it with his head down.

The old man was like this, so Ma Qizhang had no choice but to stand up, "Then I... I will go back."

"Should the city gates be closed?" Mrs. Ma resisted her impatience and asked like an elder.

"I live in Luo's old house."

"Oh." Mrs. Ma seemed to be thinking of something, "I don't know if the third daughter-in-law has prepared more dishes..."

"No, no, let's go back and eat." Mrs. Ma Er couldn't see that her mother-in-law didn't want to keep her, so she stood up quickly.

Just as the second child's family was about to leave, Ma Laowu and Ma Laojiu came back with some gifts in their hands, "Father, mother—"

"Come back when you come back, what else do you bring?" Mrs. Ma was really not being polite, she really didn't like the gifts they brought.

"Then can you do it empty-handed?" Ma Laowu smiled and asked the servant to take the gift away. His daughter Ma Rou'er and others behind him stepped forward to salute, "Rou'er has met grandfather and grandmother."

"Get up, dear boy."

"Thank you grandparents."

"Old Ding, show them some tea."

"Yes, old lady!"

"Mother, don't be too busy, let's take a look and leave." Ma Laojiu said with a smile.

Ma Chengzu glanced at the youngest son Lao Jiu with a playful smile, "Old Jiu, how old are you, and you still have a family?"

"Father...Father, it's time to come back and let you decide."

"..." Not only Ma Chengzu was surprised, but everyone in the living room was also surprised.

Seeing the old man looking at her, Mrs. Ma asked impatiently, "I've fallen in love with some young lady, did you find an official matchmaker?"

Ma Laojiu grinned, "Father...Father, I heard that Mr. Mo wants Sixth Brother to marry his daughter. Sixth Brother is not willing, is it? He is not willing, I am willing."

"What..." Ma Chengzu's eyes widened.

"Father, it's hard to find someone with a good status who is worthy of me, so you and Master Mo can help me marry him."

"Master Mo is also the most important court order official in Pingding, can he marry his daughter to you?"

Ma Laojiu pouts: "Why not, I'm still the youngest son of the former emperor's teacher."

"You..." Ma Chengzu smiled angrily, "Hurry up and go aside, don't even think about it."

"The sixth brother is an old widower with a bunch of children, why can he but I can't?"

Ma Chengzu sneered, "Take a look at your virtue first."

As the youngest child, Ma Laojiu Ma Qiyun is really young, only 21 years old, one year younger than Mo Wanyi, but because he has been in the market for a long time, his whole body is full of The smell of a gangster, the greasy head, and the originally good looks, because of the upside-down life of black and white, seem sallow and old-fashioned.

"Father, I'm not young anymore, you have to marry me and have children."

Ma Chengzu stood up directly, "Let your aunt quickly find you a marriage, but it's impossible for the Mo family."

"Father, I'm going to marry the young lady of the county magistrate's family." Ma Laojiu shouted.

"Don't mess with me, it's impossible."

"I do not……"

Ma Min'er didn't know that there was such a scene in the old house. They had to deal with the marriage of the county magistrate and entertain the county king of Yancheng, and they were really overwhelmed.

Although she didn't want to accompany Liu Zaili, Xia Zhen returned to the mansion before dinner and had dinner with her grandmother. It was rare that there were no outsiders present, and the atmosphere between the grandparents and grandson was not bad.

Although she didn't say anything, the old lady kept picking up vegetables for her grandson, telling him to eat more. Xia Zhen seemed to be in a good mood, and she ate all the vegetables that her grandmother gave him.

"Grandma, you eat too."

"Okay, okay!" It was rare for the eldest grandson to take care of others, and the old lady smiled happily and narrowed her eyes.

After dinner, I went to the side hall to digest food. The old lady took the hand of the eldest grandson, "Zian...how is it?"

"Fortunately!"

"That Yancheng County King..."

"Walking around in the barracks, I didn't ask much."

"Oh." Mrs. Xia looked around, and said cautiously: "Your grandfather guessed that the king of Yancheng County came here for the emperor, and he is afraid that he is actually standing beside a certain prince, so you should be careful. "

Xia Zhen narrowed her eyes, "He hasn't said anything yet."

"Well, you have to be careful, and the Ling family, what do you think?"

Xia Zhen raised her eyes, expressing a puzzled look.

"It's your cousin, who used to take care of her by Mother's side, and now she has been in charge of affairs in your mansion for more than half a year. Mr. Tian told me yesterday that a wife is unlikely, but you can give her a concubine or a concubine. Do you think that would be better?" ?”

Xia Zhen's calm face immediately became irritable, but she didn't speak.

Mrs. Xia felt her grandson's impatience, "What's the matter, Zi'an..." She looked at her eldest grandson cautiously.

Xia Zhen stood up: "Grandma, I'm tired!"

"Zian..."

Looking at the background of the eldest grandson, "Zian disagrees?"

The old nanny nodded silently.

Before Xia Zhen returned to her yard, Ling Ruya was waiting at the intersection with a food box and a change of clothes. When she saw him, she quickly stepped forward to salute, "Cousin——"

Xia Zhen stopped.

"Cousin..." Ling Ruya had a smile on her face.

Qingjin quickly motioned Xiaowen to take the food and clothes, Xiaowen glanced at the little general, and stretched out his hand to take them.

"Thank you!" After finishing speaking, Xia Zhen pulled up her long legs and walked into her yard.

After waiting for her cousin to disappear, Ling Ruya expressed her emotions excitedly, "Qingjin, what did cousin just say?"

"Third lady, the little general said thank you."

"Cousin..." Ling Ruya stared blankly at the entrance of the courtyard, she really wanted to step in, but she knew that cousin didn't like women who made decisions without authorization, she had to please him, so she restrained her steps, "Qing Jin , let's go, tell my mother to go."

"it is good."

In the study, Jing Mo stood in front of Xia Zhen, "Little General, General Zhang and King Yancheng went to Xiaowang Village."

Xia Zhen raised her head suddenly, her already irritable expression became even more irritable, and she tugged at her robe.

Glancing at the things on the desk and the tables and chairs leaning against the little general's feet, Xiaowen stepped back quietly, and as expected, there was a bang, which made people jump in fright.

Jing Mo slightly avoided the stool that was kicked away, waiting for his little general's intention.

Xiaowen went out and quickly went to find Mr. Tian, ​​"Sir, the little general is getting irritable again."

"What's going on?" Mr. Tian asked in surprise.

"Jingmo said that the king of Yancheng County has gone to Xiaowang Village."

"He went to find Master Xiandi?"

Xiaowen pouted, "What is he looking for with an old man?"

Mr. Tian raised his eyebrows, "No..."

Xiaowen nodded silently.

Ma Erniang's stunningly beautiful little face seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and Mr. Tian's face suddenly became sad, "There is no such kind of lady in the capital, why bother to come here to snatch our Zi'an woman."

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"Maybe we are thinking too much." Mr. Tian stroked his forehead, "Go ahead and do whatever you want."

"Yes, sir."

Luo Zhai in Xiaowang Village, this house that has been vacant for a long time, because of Ma Meier's big wedding, someone lived in it again.

After dinner, Ma Zhier went to Ma Rouer's place, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Ma Rou'er is picking and ironing clothes.

"Is it the clothes to wear tomorrow?" Ma Zhier asked with a smile.

"You still ask?" Ma Rou'er replied impatiently.

Ma Zhi'er didn't mind her impatience, she still smiled and said: "Min'er likes to wear cotton clothes, you should follow suit!"

"If you don't speak, you will become dumb!"

Ma Zhier shrugged: "I also bought two sets of cotton jackets and skirts from Anlong's shop. Not to mention, they are more comfortable to wear than silk, although they are a bit crepe."

Ma Rou'er glanced at the skirt on Ma Zhi'er's body, "Your mother is willing, this is a new model in their store, and it costs four or five taels of silver."

"My mother said, if I don't dress well and don't dress expensively, how can I find a golden son-in-law."

Ma Rou'er's eyes turned cold, "Your news is a revelation."

"My sister's news is not bad!"

"Humph!"

The next morning, Ma Min'er got up early. Since her father agreed to marry the eldest lady of the Mo family, she wanted to find someone to clean up the house. Whether it was the matchmaker, his grandfather, or Mr. Mo, he always came to have a look.Whether active or passive, you have to leave a good impression.

"Xiaoyou, thank you for your hard work."

"Er Niang, I understand." Fu Xiaoyou happily replied, "I'll find someone right away."

"Ok!"

For the sake of his father, Ma Sanlang also postponed the time to go to Fucheng Academy. When he came down from the upstairs, he was about to ask his sister what he could do for him, but the king of Yancheng County followed behind his sister slowly.

"Second Lady is so busy early in the morning!"

"I know you very well, don't call me Er Niangzi!"

(End of this chapter)