Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 117 Today, I, Ma Wenxiang, will pay the bill!!!

Li Jinglong stood up at this moment, his face glowing.

He had been playing around for almost a few years and never imagined that one day he would be so powerful and influential: he had made money, accomplished things, achieved political achievements, and had a bright future. He had even become one of the core figures in the circle of privileged second-generation elites.

The opinions of young women and the attitudes of elders towards him have also changed dramatically.

The benefits of this made him extremely happy and excited.

If we're talking about before...

He only temporarily attached himself to Ma Wenxiang because of his reputation in the imperial examinations, and his claim to the title of "leader" was more of a superficial formality. But now, as Ma Wenxiang truly led everyone to reap tangible benefits.

The moment when you truly benefit immensely.

Even Li Jinglong, a top-tier noble second-generation, didn't hesitate to give a thumbs up and loudly praised, "Brother Ma, I never imagined that your erudition and all sorts of ingenious ideas would be such a blessing to our Great Ming."

"It makes us brothers live a more prestigious life than the officials in the imperial court. We all bring honor to our families, and our fathers will have something to be proud of when they are in the imperial court."

"Who says that all sons of noble families can only do bad things? We really have to set a good example for the sons of noble families in our Great Ming Dynasty, so that future generations can see what it means to do things for fame, what the true conduct of noble families is, and what a true tiger cub of a military family is."

"That's right."

Feng Cheng also looked on with admiration, his tone full of respect, "Brother Ma, don't worry, if you encounter any troubles in this small corner of the capital, just leave it all to me."

"Even if I can't do it alone, there's everyone else here, right? Don't you all agree?"

Feng Cheng shouted, and cheers erupted in the private room once again.

Everyone patted their chests and repeatedly shouted to express their gratitude and support for Ma Wenxiang: "Brother Ma's affairs are our affairs. Our affairs are the affairs of the entire Xun Gui faction."

"Anyone who goes against Brother Ma is going against all of us brothers."

At this moment, these young men have not yet taken control of Xun Gui's faction, but no one dares to disregard their words.

If it's just one or two people banding together, that's called a small group of spoiled brats; but when so many people gather, almost encompassing the core power of all the noble second-generation elites in the capital, the value of this group is completely different.

Let alone strangers, even the Prefect of the Capital Prefecture would probably have to think twice before acting; even powerful officials in the imperial court would have to be careful when they came.

Otherwise, in this Hongwu era, Xun Gui's faction has quite a few tricks up its sleeve.

"Keep drinking, keep playing."

"Drink as much as you want, have as much fun as you want. Everything you spend at Feng Hua Lou today is on Ma Ge."

Ma Wenxiang patted his chest and said loudly, which was not an exaggeration.

During this period, the revenue from the water industry monopolized after the wells were cleared was already a considerable sum. Although it couldn't compare to the previous snowflake salt, it was enough for him to be generous.

These people all acknowledge him as their elder brother, so how could an elder brother be stingy?

The proper presentation is a must.

"Brother Ma, you're too kind. Brother Ma is awesome."

"Brother Ma, you are my eternal god."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ma Wenxiang continued to laugh heartily.

Reading is important, but understanding human relationships is equally important.

He worked in sales in his previous life and understands the importance of interpersonal skills.

Without eloquence, you'll starve if you can't attract clients, so Ma Wenxiang is quite the expert in this area.

If it were to face those adult nobles, dukes, and marquises...

His methods might seem insignificant compared to those of a great master, but against these naive young people, it was a clear case of "dimensional reduction attack," with remarkable results.

So everyone, in this romantic setting, drank heartily, their faces beaming with smiles, their motto being "Let's drink until we drop!"

The servants outside the brothel and the guards from various families were all taking great care of and serving them.

The masters in this house absolutely cannot have anything happen to them, otherwise their heads will be chopped off faster than anyone else's.

It wasn't until late at night that the families finally managed to take all the young masters back home.

Everyone's bottom line is very clear: drinking and carousing is fine, but wanting to stay overnight here is pure wishful thinking.

Fortunately, Ma Wenxiang and the others had made it clear from the beginning that they would not cross the line; even if a few wanted to cause trouble while drunk, they were all persuaded to stay by the other brothers.

They claimed it was because "we absolutely cannot cause trouble for Brother Ma."

Anyone who dares to do that and causes trouble for Brother Ma will be despised by everyone in their little circle.

So those who wanted to go crazy while drunk quickly quieted down.

It's clear how much prestige Ma Wenxiang enjoys in the circle of privileged second-generation elites; he's practically a replica of the "young Zhu Yuanzhang."

At this time, Ma Wenxiang was also sent back to the Ma family.

"You brat. Now that you're in the capital, you've become blinded and gone astray, haven't you?"

How dare you go to those kinds of places to drink and seduce women?

Are you itching for a beating?

Wang Shiyun picked up a rolling pin, pretending to hit it.

She disciplined the original owner of this body, Ma Wenxiang, just like disciplining her own son, without feeling the slightest bit of pity.

Ma Wenxiang leaped away to dodge.

I've learned some basic skills from a group of yamen runners and guards these past few days, so dodging is now extremely easy for me.

He immediately ran behind his father, Ma Xiulin, and shouted, "Mother, aren't you going to ask your son what he was doing just now?"

"My son must have brought honor and glory to our Ma family; he could never have caused trouble for the family. If you don't believe me, just ask your father; I saw it with my own eyes just now."

Ma Xiulin, who was used as a shield by her son, had a look of both amusement and exasperation on her face. While stopping Wang Shiyun, she advised, "My dear wife, don't rush to make a move."

"Wenxiang has grown up now and knows how to behave properly. Besides, when he came back today, I saw people on the street praising these sons of noble families, so he probably wasn't going to do anything bad..."

As soon as Ma Wenxiang spoke, Wang Shiyun glanced over there and saw through his thoughts with just one look. The meaning he wanted to express was self-evident.

In response, Ma Xiulin glared at Ma Wenxiang with annoyance, silently cursing in his heart: What a lousy bastard.

On the surface, however, he still said what he should say: "Wife, I saw exactly what Wenxiang was doing just now. He wasn't just messing around; he was socializing."