Chapter 343 Choice
After Master Luo finished speaking, he stood up and left.
"Mr. Xiao Mo, I'll take my leave first. You can think about this matter carefully and don't make a hasty decision."
After speaking, he sighed again: "The way out I gave is good to me, but it may not be the best. You have many choices, just choose the one that is good and follow it."
Master Luo really considers ink painting.
In the next few days, Mo Hua also understood what Master Luo meant when he said "there are many choices".
“What's more, in my eyes, there is no family in this world that is worthy of you marrying into your wife, even my Zhang family!”
Zhang Lan was pierced and took a sip of wine. After thinking about it, he nodded again, "If you are subtle, it is called forming a good relationship. If you are straightforward, it is indeed a win-win relationship."
After Zhang Lan said this, he changed his tone and said:
Zhang Lan told Mo Hua everything about joining the family.
Zhang Lan said helplessly: "Don't the fat water flow to outsiders' fields..."
“Nip it in the bud!” Liu Ruhua said seriously.
However, Mo Hua doesn't blame him. He who knows himself knows that his spiritual roots and physical body are indeed shortcomings.
Mo Hua looked stunned. He didn't expect that Zhang Lan would take him so seriously, and he was grateful for Zhang Lan's kindness.
"But if you are willing to marry into the family, you can marry a direct female disciple. You and your future children will have to change their surnames, but in contrast, the family will treat you as one of their own, and you will truly become a member of the Zhang family... "
Just as I was saying goodbye, I looked back at the restaurant, feeling a little heavy.
She threw all these portraits into the stove and said to Mo Hua:
After moving to the city, he will also leave.
“I have a few things to tell you.”
“You should think about these things yourself...”
“Except for that boy Yang Jiyong…”
"There are two situations." Zhang Lan replied, "One is the one with too poor qualifications and poor study, so bad that the mud can't hold up the wall."
Zhang Lan said it more euphemistically, but when Mo Hua saw his expression, he knew that what he said was "a little worse" actually meant "a lot worse".
Then Zhang Lan sighed: "But don't even think about this."
"Yes." Zhang Lan felt a little pity, "Your talent in formation is actually excellent..." "It's so good that I don't even know how to praise it..."
"There are so many ways..." Mo Hua couldn't help but complain.
Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Are the Zhang family and the Yang family not willing to deal with them?"
He is a disciple of an aristocratic family. It is impossible for him to move away with the casual cultivators in Tongxian City. There is a high probability that he will return to the family or find another position with a more promising future.
"The other type is those who are very qualified and well-study. It is possible for such monks to directly enter the Taoist court."
"All right…"
“That's natural.” Zhang Lan took a sip of wine and said with slightly focused eyes:
"Those who set the rules will leave some doorways to make profits for themselves. The monks below do not know the rules and cannot get around the threshold. They can only hit their heads and bleed."
“Is my spiritual ability too bad?”
Zhang Lan said hello to Mo Hua and left.
“The Zhang family and the Yang family have a very good relationship, but I don't get along with that guy Yang Jiyong.”
"If you don't get married, you can rely on your own ability to achieve great heights and reach everywhere; if you get married and worship a noble family, you will step into a bottomless pool of stagnant water."
Mo Hua said helplessly: "Mom, it's still early..."
Mo Hua didn't say anything, but Liu Ruhua was particularly angry.
Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting and said solemnly:
When Mo Hua was gradually firming up his determination not to join a noble family or marry into another family, Zhang Lan suddenly changed the topic:
“Of course, if you really want to marry into your family, you'd better marry into my Zhang family…”
Some people invited Mo Hua to teach formations; some directly promised to make Mo Hua an elder; some forces made passionate words and invited Mo Hua to "discuss great causes and plan for innovation";
There are also some families who want to add ink paintings to their wedding invitations, and attach a few portraits of pure or charming female nuns in the family to their invitations...
"This kind of person can enter the Daoting Zhili sect only because of his connections. Unless he has more connections, he can't even hope to get an errand in the Daotingsi."
“The following words are what I personally say to you.”
"And it is not restricted by status." Zhang Lan looked at Mo Hua and said, "It is difficult for you to enter the Tao Tingsi based on your status as a casual cultivator, but it is much easier to enter from these sects directly under the Tao Ting. .”
"maybe."
“Don't worry, I have a good relationship with the boss and I will definitely help him!” Mo Hua assured.
“If you are looking for a Taoist companion, look for an upright and innocent girl.”
“The monks above are familiar with the doorways and can easily cross these thresholds.”
If Zhang Lan hadn't told him these things, he wouldn't have known about them at all.
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“The Zhang family?”
He is the Dian Si of the Tao Ting Si, so he can be lazy on weekdays, but now that Feng Xi has appeared and the monks have moved to the city, he has a lot to do.
“Don't get married, and don't get attached to the family unless you have to!”
After Zhang Lan finished speaking, he also asked Mo Hua to think it over on his own and not to rush to make a choice. After finishing the food and wine, he stood up and left.
“This is an invitation from Daotingsi. Do you want to go and see yourself? I will recruit you for the Zhang family...”
The ink painting was slightly startled.
“Getting married is equivalent to giving up your surname and self in exchange for your own prosperity... Unless you really have difficulties, it's best not to do this.”
"It's just that it's more difficult and dangerous to fight with Taoist soldiers."
Zhang Lan was not polite and straightforwardly stated some conditions: including what status the Zhang family would give him, what future he would have, what inheritance the formation would have, etc.
Mo Hua nodded.
“If it really doesn't work, then we should settle for the next best thing... and the next best thing, we can also consider the Yang family...”
Zhang Lan said seriously, "The disciples of the Yang family are brave and good at fighting and have been on the battlefield for a long time. They are worthy of admiration..."
After speaking, he first took out a document and said, "This is a document written by the old boss. You can join the sect of Daoting Zhili."
“So the casual cultivators below are ill-informed, and no matter how talented they are, they may not fare as well as those family cultivators who are mediocre in talent but well-informed.”
Zhang Lan said silently in his heart, and then continued:
"However, your spiritual roots and your physical body are indeed...slightly lacking..."
“It would be better to be a crane wandering in the clouds than a fish or dragon trapped in stagnant water.”
“After completing the sect's studies, can I enter the Daotingsi?” Mo Hua asked.
"There is also the matter of getting married. If you stay in the Zhang family, getting married is probably inevitable."
A few days later, Zhang Lan also came to see Mo Hua.
“Isn't that very valuable?”
Zhang Lan explained: "It also depends on the situation. Generally speaking, as long as you practice seriously, your character is not too bad, and your character is not extreme, you can enter the Tao Ting Si after completing your studies."
Zhang Lan sat in his usual seat in the restaurant, ordered a pot of wine and several plates of meat, while drinking the wine, he said to Mo Hua.
“It is a sect that is directly affiliated with Daoting and trains talents for Daoting. You must have connections within Daoting before you can enter. There are also recommended places for the headmaster of a city, but there are very few..."
Zhang Lan sighed: "No more."
"That's right." Zhang Lan nodded, "It's the central court, not the local court."
“What if it's an unusual situation?” Mo Hua asked again.
Zhang Lan waved his hand, "These are all small things. Just understand the meaning. Don't worry about the details."
Mo Hua was surprised and said: "Daoting, isn't it Daotingsi?"
“This kind of family that makes bad decisions and uses color to seduce people is not a serious family. You must not go there!”
“You are proficient in formations and can indeed accomplish a lot on the battlefield. If you join the Yang family and have the support of the Yang family, you can also do well in the Taoist Army.”
"That's natural." Zhang Lan nodded and said, "This is also the boss's intention. If he has trouble in the future, you must not stand idly by."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Lan changed the subject, "These are the things I should do and say as a disciple of the Zhang family..."
It has become a habit for him to go to this restaurant to eat and drink.
“You're not going to win over me, are you?” Mo Hua asked doubtfully.
Mo Hua looked at him with a complicated expression.
Sects and families of all sizes in nearby states also sent invitations to Mo Hua.
Zhang Lan looked a little disgusted.
"What you said is not appropriate..." Mo Hua said speechlessly.
Zhang Lan nodded with satisfaction.
“Daoting Zhili?”
After leaving, he may no longer feel this simple and noisy atmosphere.
He may never be able to eat these meat and wine again, and he may never have a young monk like Mo Hua to chat with him...
(End of this chapter)
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