Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1488

As long as her son became a general, why would she care whether General Ma gave her household allowance?

Now, looking at Mrs. Ma's graceful and elegant demeanor, she was truly jealous to the point of having her eyes turn red.

It turns out that General Ma cries poor every day because he gave all his money to the mistress!

She looked at the ferocious-looking wounded soldiers behind her mistress. Each of them was wearing clothes made of fine fabrics, better than her.

The gap in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, and it was filled with coldness.

As the two women were arguing, Mrs. Ma suddenly understood. Aha, it turned out that this woman didn't get much money from the stingy old Ma!

That's right, how much can old Ma's salary be? He left some for his parents, a little for her household expenses, and the rest was spent on the wounded soldiers and various aspects of the Ma family army.

If you really fall into this woman's hands, there will be no ghost!

Thinking of this, I glanced at the clothes of the mother and daughter. They were all wearing cloth. I felt really happy. Without comparison, I would not know that Lao Ma was... Ahaha, he was a wonderful person.

There was an indescribable joy hidden in that secret thought. It was that the hardships and anger she had experienced were finally experienced by others. It was quite interesting.

Ma Liyang rushed back to Beijing from Bixia Pass, exhausted, and went to the palace to meet the emperor before returning home.

Emperor Mingde looked at the old horse who was in his prime, with his hair all white, and felt a little disappointed with him. "Do you know why I summoned you to the palace?"

"I am ashamed." Ma Liyang knelt on one leg and lowered his head. "I failed to discipline my son and offended the spirits of the soldiers. I am willing to accept the punishment."

Emperor Mingde sighed inwardly, "Do you know why I chose you to guard Bixia Pass among so many generals?"

Ma Liyang really couldn't answer this question. He couldn't just say that he was the most loyal because he was brave and resourceful.

He couldn't answer, but Emperor Mingde had to tell him.

On the other side, Ma Chuyang lowered his head and apologized to Madam Ma, "Mother, I am stupid and it seems that I may have done something wrong."

Madam Ma was in a good mood and smiled dotingly, "My son is the smartest. How could he do anything wrong? My son subdued the bastard as soon as he made a move. He did the right thing!"

Ma Chuyang shook his head and pouted, "Mother, I'm not talking about that." He hesitated, but finally said, "Last year, I won the third place in the imperial examination. At that time, the emperor asked the six of us to write a wish and put it in a brocade bag, saying that it was a reward for our outstanding performance in the national competition."

"Oh? There is such a thing?" Mrs. Ma was surprised.

Ma Chuyang nodded, angrily, "My son is stupid. The wish he wrote was that he hoped his father could come back to Beijing more often to reunite with his mother."

Madam Ma: “…”

There is no need to do that! I am just very upset.

She covered her chest in agony, "Such a good opportunity, and you only wrote this? Oh my stupid son! Can't you write a reward of ten thousand taels of gold? Shang Xie!"

Ma Chuyang was indeed brought up in pampered circumstances, and never knew the value of silver. "My mother is already very rich, why would she need gold?"

"Who would complain about having too much money? Stupid son! Do you know that the price of porcelain has risen sharply this year? If we were not close to the Marquis's Mansion, how could we make so much money? We only got the goods by using the back door to get our face!"

Ma Chuyang touched the back of his head and said, "Next time I see the emperor, I will ask him to let me write a new wish."

Seeing her son feeling guilty, Madam Ma couldn't help but laugh, "That's not necessary. It's all right for my son to be successful. It's all right for him to be successful. When you get married, I'll be at peace."

In the imperial study, Ma Liyang looked at the few lines of nonsense written on the note in the brocade bag, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings...