Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 139

Minghu Lake in Xichuan City is the most famous place in Xichuan City. The scenery here is beautiful, even in the cold winter months, it is still full of green.

On the west side of Minghu Lake are rows of villas, where the richest people in Xichuan City live.It can be said that even the servants who clean here feel that they are superior to those outside.

Among these villas, there is one with the best location and the largest area.As long as you go out, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of the entire Minghu Lake.

This is Ma's house. If you sneeze, Ma's house in Xichuan City will catch a cold.

"Old horse, those old friends are getting less and less, and there are only a few of us left in a blink of an eye. Now I am most afraid of receiving calls from those old friends. I am really afraid that I don't know who left us again." An old man with silver hair in a Chinese tunic suit said with a smile.

This is in the backyard of Ma's house, a place that is like spring all the year round.

A small stone table had a set of exquisite tea sets on it, and two cups of tea were steaming in front of the two old men.

"Old squad leader, come and taste my superb Dahongpao. This is a special offer, picked from that old tree. This is the old man who was thinking of me in the central government, and specially gave me a few taels." Mr. Ma's face was full. Said with a smile.

Although Mr. Ma is over ninety years old, he is still in good health.On the other hand, the old man opposite him looked much worse.

The old squad leader smiled, picked up the tea in front of him, and moistened his lips lightly.

"Not bad, not bad, it's much better than my tea. Next time I'm in the imperial capital, I'll make some and try it." The old squad leader said with a smile on his face.

Mr. Ma said with a little emotion: "Thinking of it, we used to stay up for three days and three nights in order to capture a mountain, and it was very common to be hungry. Now it can't work, I'm old, and I'm going to see those old comrades soon That's right. Before dying, I can see the wealth of the country we laid down with our own hands, and I have the face to meet our old comrades in arms."

The old squad leader nodded, his face full of nostalgia.

"The country was brought down by us, but since ancient times, it is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country. Some people can face machine guns and cannons without changing their face, but they have no resistance to those sugar-coated shells, and finally become moths of society. Although we are old, we still have to check on the younger generation. If anyone does something wrong, we must make them correct in time, and we must not let them go further and further down the wrong road. "The old squad leader said with a flushed face.

Mr. Ma said to his old squad leader with a face of reproach: "Look at you, how many times have I told you that the most important thing for you now is your own body. We are old and can't keep up with the times. The country Let other people worry about the big things."

The old squad leader was in a hurry, and just opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly coughed.

Mr. Ma hurriedly patted the old squad leader on the back, and said with a reproachful face: "You, just don't listen to persuasion. I can't let you drag you around at home no matter what I say this time, I must find you the best A good doctor must cure you of your illness."

The old squad leader waved his hand, but he kept coughing in his mouth, feeling like he couldn't breathe several times.

"Guard, guard, call the doctor." Mr. Ma shouted loudly.

The guards and the doctor rushed over, and after a while of first aid, the old squad leader finally got better, but his face was a little red and frightening.

After personally explaining to the guards that the old squad leader must be sent to the best hospital in Xichuan City, Mr. Ma returned home.

In the living room, a middle-aged man saw Mr. Ma approaching, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Father, what is he doing here?" The middle-aged man asked with concern.

The middle-aged man is the eldest son of Mr. Ma, and he is now the mayor of Xichuan City. His name is Ma Guohao.

Mr. Ma snorted coldly, and said with a frosty face: "What else could it be? It's not the kind of thing that the careless third child did. He's about to die, and meddling in other people's business is really exhausting." .”

Ma Guohao waited until his father sat down, and then carefully asked: "What about the matter at the third family's house? The third sister called me the day before yesterday and asked me to clear it up."

'Bang', an exquisite porcelain was thrown on the ground by Mr. Ma angrily.

"You promised her?" Mr. Ma looked at his son unkindly.

Ma Guohao shook his head again and again, how dare he say what he promised at this time.

"As long as people with supernatural abilities are found to kill people, the country will not let it go easily. This time, maybe we will be involved. The old third family is so stupid that it is hopeless. Besides, the old guy has not yet Damn, if something happens, he will definitely sue me, and then we will be in trouble." Old Master Ma said coldly with a gloomy face.

Ma Guohao smiled, and said indifferently: "He has retired for more than 20 years, where else can he go to sue. Besides, his position is not as high as yours, I think he will know."

Mrs. Ma looked at his son with a little disappointment. This is the pillar of the Ma family after his death. Now it seems that he has let himself down too much.

"Although he is not good enough to be an official, there are still many people in the central government talking about his integrity. A word he says has a greater effect than what I say. You ask the people below to stop, and those few supernatural beings are all Honestly, don’t let anything happen to you. The third family, if it really doesn’t work, just give up.” Mrs. Ma said coldly.

Ma Guohao looked at his father in shock, knowing that he was his son-in-law, so he just gave up.

"Third Sister." Ma Guohao said cautiously.

Mrs. Ma snorted coldly, and said with a dissatisfied face: "Don't worry, the third family will not die. At most, it's just that their political career is over. As long as I don't die, the Ma family will not fall."

Ma Guohao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't die, he could go back and explain to his sister.

The more Mrs. Ma looked at his son, the angrier he became. If he closed his eyes, he would be useless at all.At that time, there will be no bones and dregs that will be swallowed directly in my own home.It is a pity that none of my children can be cultivated.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his heart.Maybe, after a hundred years, the Ma family will rely on him.

"What are you doing here in a daze? Don't tell me you're such a busy mayor? Why don't you go back to handle your official duties." Old Mrs. Ma roared unceremoniously.

Ma Guohao went back to the city rather embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)