Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 148: Jingzhi, the daughter of Jingtai Lan

"This handwriting is really ugly."

As the chief priest of Jixia Academy and the master of many schools of thought, he could tolerate the shamelessness, greed and lust of Ma Zhan, a scholar of Taoism.

Jijiu has devoted his life to studying and has long developed a tolerant heart.

As a human being, everyone has some hobbies or shortcomings, which are forgivable, although Ma Zhan has too many shortcomings.

However, Ma Zhan was a scholar who had studied Taoism at Jixia Academy, passed three tests, and left his name on the Great Wall.

This poor handwriting is unforgivable.

The chief priest's face turned dark.

"Get out of here!"

"Hey...ah...help..."

"Get lost~"

These three words were like a spell. Ma Zhan rolled down the mountain from the foot of the Great Wall without hesitation, and the key was that he rolled quite fast.

Mr. Nong, Mr. Qi and Mr. Suan all gave advice.

"Those who discuss the Dao, please be careful when you go down the mountain."

"Pfft."

Ma Zhan rolled into Mr. Ba Xiaobao's spiritual spring.

Xiaobao lifted up the fishing rod and hung Ma Zhan up.

"Brother, you are...playing the role of a fish."

Xiaobao put Ma Zhan on the ground and laughed.

"Did you get chased down by the chief priest? It's okay, the damage isn't that great. I've rolled over here many times."

Ma Zhan shook off the water on his body: "Xiaobao."

"How are you... Well, my name is Xun Xiaobao, the name given to me by the chief priest."

Xun Xiaobao said awkwardly.

Looking at this little fat boy named Xiaobao, Ma Zhan couldn't help but want to bully him.

So Ma Zhan chuckled.

"Xiaobao, do you like your junior sister?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

If you deny it three times in a row, it’s a confirmation.

Ma Zhan Ke's smile became more and more obscene.

"Isn't Junior Sister very beautiful? She has a great figure. She can make our top martial arts master fall in love with her.

By the way, have you ever dragged her into your environment and done something unspeakable?"

The innocent Xiaobao blushed with embarrassment, as a huge stain in his life was discovered by Ma Zhan.

Fortunately, Xun Xiaobao was simple-minded and did not intend to kill Ma Zhan to silence him.

"Don't say that. It's just that I met Junior Sister for the first time, and some inappropriate thoughts came to my mind."

After hearing Xiaobao's pale explanation, Ma Zhan patted him on the shoulder gently.

"They're all men, I understand."

Xun Xiaobao angrily took Ma Zhan's hand away.

"What do you know? You're just a boy."

"Forehead..."

It’s a fatal flaw, a flaw caused by Ma Zhan’s age, and this flaw is a temporary pain for him.

Ma Zhan nudged Xun Xiaobao with his shoulder and said in a lewd tone.

"Brother Xiaobao, when I turn sixteen, can I marry your junior sister?"

"You... I'll shoot you to death..."

Xun Xiaobao retracted his finger and said angrily as he looked at Ma Zhan flying down the mountain.

"You still want to marry my junior sister, I won't beat you to death."

“They say going up a mountain is easy but going down is hard.

It’s easy for me to go down the mountain.”

Ma Zhan's hair was messy in the air, and he was almost messy too.

"I got shot by that fat guy again. Not to mention fighting back, I didn't even have a chance to react. Am I really that weak?"

Kou Ping, who had been waiting for Ma Zhan at the foot of the mountain all day, suddenly felt a dark shadow falling from the sky.

With a "bang", it landed in front of him.

"Cough cough~~"

Ma Zhan, who flew down from the mountain, sat on the ground, waved his hands to disperse the dust he had raised, and talked to himself.

"Xun Xiaobao, you have no moral integrity, you come to cheat and attack my eleven-year-old comrade."

"Ahem..."

Kou Ping coughed lightly, reminding Ma Zhan that someone was watching him and he should not lose the demeanor of a Taoist scholar.

Ma Zhan looked in the direction of the voice and saw countless students from hundreds of schools staring at him in amazement.

Obviously, they were all stunned by Ma Zhan's unique way of appearance.

Ma Zhan quickly got up, ran to Kou Ping and asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Kou, what's going on? Aren't you the only one who sent me here?"

Kou Ping looked embarrassed. This child from the Ma family was a surprise but also a little scary.

He whispered to Ma Zhan: “Those who discuss the Dao have passed the three levels and are here to celebrate.

But your way down the mountain is a bit... unique."

After a few breaths, the originally quiet crowd began to buzz and discuss with each other.

Confucian disciple: "Why do I feel that Junior Master is a bit, disrespectful to the gentleman?"

Mohist disciples: "No, Junior Master is clearly not particular about trivial matters."

Military strategist's disciple: "The one who discusses the Dao is really... in good health."

The disciple of the Legalist School said: "Indeed, he took a blow from Mr. Eight, but he acted like nothing happened."

Other disciples: "It's a pity that the Taoist is too young. We can't tell if he is handsome or not."

"No matter how handsome he is, I want him to sign for me..."

Looking at the hustle and bustle of men and women in their prime.

Just like in his previous life, Ma Zhan, who was in his thirties, saw groups of energetic college students.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's great~"

A woman dressed as a Confucian scholar walked up to Ma Zhan and Kou Ping and bowed slightly to Kou Ping.

"Xiaozhi has met Uncle Kou.

Then Tsushima performed the ceremony of a Confucian disciple.

"Jingzhi, meet Junior Master."

Ma Zhan looked at the quiet little girl in front of him, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Being able to study at the Jixia Academy at this age, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a rare talent.

"Jingzhi? Do you like drinking?"

"Ugh..."

Kou Ping held his forehead. What nonsense was this kid talking about? What was going on in his mind?

"This is Jingtai's daughter, Jingzhi."

"Oh oh oh ~ Hello, Sister Jingzhi."

Ma Zhan smiled to hide his embarrassment.

Jingzhi smiled generously and said.

"You're welcome, Junior Master. I'll take you home."

'Take me home?' That's ambiguous.

No, I have a carriage, where did I go?

Kou Ping's voice came again.

"Don't look for it anymore. Coming in and riding in a carriage is a privilege for those who have discussed the Dao before they pass the test.

Now that the privilege is gone, go back with Xiaozhi."

"All right..."

The two walked together all the way, and Ma Zhan kept responding to the enthusiastic disciples of the Hundred Schools.

Jingzhi sometimes helped Ma Zhan return the greetings, and sometimes just stood quietly by.

Seeing Jingzhi's well-educated and measured manner, Ma couldn't help but compare her with Mengyao.

Both of them are quiet types, but Mengyao is more quiet.

She can always stay by Ma Zhan's side and can immediately sense whether Ma Zhan is tired, thirsty or hungry.

Jingzhi, the daughter of the Duke, is a Confucian disciple and has a scholarly air.

You should focus more on how to deal with people and be knowledgeable and well-mannered.

She might be more suitable for the role of mistress in a noble family mansion.

'Jingzhi, cloisonné.

The cloisonné of the military strategists and the jingzhi of the Confucian disciples.

Doesn’t the Jing family also believe in putting all their eggs in one basket?

But the father and daughter, one smokes and the other drinks.

I don't know who gave it the name.'