Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 154 The Great Ming Gong and the Three Beauties

In front of the gate of Daminggong’s mansion, there is a martial arts master who is famous in the world and a duke who has been passed down from generation to generation.

The performance of the two people praising each other was simply lame.

The two people have no habit of praising others, but they are still being polite.

Ma Zhan watched the performance of these two people and found it difficult to hold back his laughter.

"Shangjia disciple, Zhu Zhongyan, greets the Taoist."

Duke Zhu Zhongyan of the Ming Dynasty actually lowered himself and gave Ma Zhan a salute as an equal.

"Oh my god, you two big guys put on a great show, why did you involve me?"

Ma Zhan was in a panic. He clasped his fists in return and spoke humbly.

"My dear boy Ma Zhan, nice to meet Uncle Zhu."

Ma Zhan's humility and understanding made Zhu Zhongyan in a good mood, and he laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha~ You're worthy of being the young tiger of the Ma family. You passed the three levels of Jixia Academy, and I, Old Zhu, am just taking advantage of you and can finally call you uncle.

Brother Zhongtong, lunch is ready for my nephew. Please come in."

Only after entering the mansion of Duke Daming did Ma Zhan intuitively feel what kind of life the truly rich people in this world lead.

There was nothing magnificent or luxurious about the furnishings of the Daming Duke's mansion.

Every item here represents money, but none of them displays money.

The bluestone path in the mansion twists and turns, with swaying green bamboos and dancing flowers on both sides.

Lotus flowers are in full bloom in the pond, and dragonflies are skimming the water, creating ripples.

Walking in it, it feels like a paradise.

Ma Zhan looked at the twelve door panels in the main hall. Although he couldn't tell what kind of wood they were made of, each door panel was engraved with a story about Daming Lake.

It would take many carpenters to make a door panel like this.

The floor of the main hall is not paved with bricks, but a whole huge stone that has been polished smooth.

Such strange and ingenious things can be seen everywhere in the Daming Mansion.

Under the leadership of Zhu Zhongyan, Ma Zhan and others came to Huanbo Pavilion.

Located in Daming Mansion, on a three-story building.

The original purpose of designing Huanbo Pavilion was to entertain guests and friends.

The musicians and dancers from the Daming Mansion have been waiting here for a long time.

Three beauties, each with their own strengths, were waiting in the center of the Huanbo Pavilion.

After Zhu Zhongyan and others took their seats, the three beauties introduced themselves one by one.

"North Pole Pavilion, Xue Lan."

"Huibo Tower, Chun Xiaoman."

"Xiayuan, beautiful dream."

"Greetings, Lord Daming~"

Zhu Zhongyan just raised his hand slightly, and then said to Ma Zhongtong.

"Brother Zhongtong, this is one of our own family.

The three beauties of Daming Prefecture are not seen by ordinary people, so let them toast to my brother."

Ma Zhongtong smiled with satisfaction and replied.

"I'll do whatever Brother Zhu says."

"Haha, okay. Let's get started then."

As Zhu Zhongyan finished speaking, Chun Xiaoman and Qi Meng slowly retreated.

Xue Lan, dressed in white, walked slowly to the center of Huanbo Pavilion.

Xue Lan's right arm moved slightly, and then her slender, snow-white hand grasped an ancient long sword.

Her body moved slowly and she began to dance.

With a slightly cold face and clean and neat movements, she looks like a proud white peacock.

The simple long sword can be used to lift or stab, striking the perfect balance between softness and hardness.

Ma Zhan tilted his head close to Meng Yao's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Did you see where she took out her sword?"

Mengyao was attracted by Xuelan's sword dance that combined both strength and softness, but she didn't expect Huzi to ask such a question.

This Hu Zi's focus is often different from that of normal people.

Shouldn't you pay more attention to Xue Lan's beautiful face and graceful figure?

"have no idea..."

"Mengyao, you have changed. Do women also like to look at beautiful women? It's all your fault, you bad woman, for taking my Mengyao away."

In Ma Zhan's previous life, Xue Lan would have been a top star, and ordinary people wouldn't have the chance to meet her.

But Zhu Zhongyan is the big boss of the investment company, so he absolutely cannot miss such a high-end performance.

Xue Lan threw out the long sword in an instant and pierced Zhu Zhongyan's face.

"I wipe it... Assassin."

Ma Zhan tightened his right hand, "click..." and the white ivory chopsticks were broken.

Zhu Zhongyan didn't seem nervous at all. He held the wine glass in one hand and looked at the flying sword with a smile.

A white sleeve arrived first and wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

The long sword flew up and down in the Huanbo Pavilion with Xue Lan as the center. Ma Zhan secretly hid the chopsticks he broke into his sleeve.

"I can't see, I can't see. Although I won't be allowed to accompany you, it's too embarrassing."

The white sleeves were retracted, and the long sword was hidden somewhere unknown.

She leaned forward slightly, leaving a trace of sweat on the back of her fair neck. There was no expression on her cold face as she quietly retreated to the side of Chun Xiaoman and Qi Meng.

"well..."

Zhu Zhongyan clapped his hands. Following his lead, Ma Zhongtong, Ma Zhan, Meng Yao and other members of the Zhu family present all applauded together.

Ma Zhan curled his lips and muttered something.

"It's the same in every world..."

"what?"

After hearing Ma Zhan's words, Meng Yao tilted her head and asked in a low voice.

Ma Zhan shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's watch the show."

As the applause died down, the sounds of piano, flute and drum began to intertwine.

Chun Xiaoman dances gracefully with a swaying figure.

Unlike Xue Lan, she did not rely on water sleeves and long swords, but relied entirely on her superb dancing skills and perfect figure to attract the audience.

She has elastic legs, a slender waist, slightly exaggerated body proportions, and slightly revealing dance moves.

Even Mengyao, who is also a woman, was deeply attracted.

Ma Zhan was very anxious.

'Why do you use this kind of temptation to challenge my eleven-year-old body? This is my weak spot.

It's so fucking sad. Is there any medicine that can make you grow bigger if you take it...'

Chun Xiaoman is like an elf, wandering in every corner of Huanbo Pavilion.

When she came in front of Ma Zhan, Ma Zhan felt that time had slowed down.

A jade foot stretched out from the long skirt, and then the skirt opened...

Beads of sweat appeared on Ma Zhan's nervous forehead.

'I can't do it anymore, I surrender, I can't take it anymore.

She undressed, he undressed in front of me.'

"Snapped..."

In Ma Zhan's hand, the ivory spoon broke into two pieces again.

He looked down at the broken spoon in his hand and thought, "This is too flimsy."

Ma Zhan, who was worried about being embarrassed, suddenly came to his senses. After a brief hesitation, he decided that looking at the beautiful woman was more important.

"Hey, where's the beauty?"

Ma Zhan looked up and saw that Chun Xiaoman had disappeared, leaving only the woman in the flowery dress standing there.

At this moment, Chun Xiaoman had come in front of Ma Zhongtong and walked out of her clothes again.

Elastic white legs, crystal arms, and delicate collarbones.

Yu Zi turned slightly, and Chun Xiaoman disappeared again, leaving only an inner gauze skirt.

In front of Zhu Zhongyan, Chun Xiaoman took off her last piece of clothing.

Although Ma Zhan only saw the back.

But that touch of extreme charm was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.