After Master Luo finished speaking, he stood up and said goodbye.
"Mr. Xiao Mo, I'll say goodbye first. You can think about this matter carefully, and you don't have to rush to make a decision."
After saying that, he sighed again: "I think the way out I give is good, but it may not be the best. You have many choices, so it's better to choose the good ones and follow them."
Master Luo did consider ink painting.
In the next few days, Mo Hua also understood what Master Luo said about "there are many choices" and what it means.
All the sects and families in nearby prefectures also delivered invitations to Mohua.
Some people invited Mo Hua to teach the formation; some people directly promised to make Mo Hua an elder; some forces were passionate about their words, and some people asked Mo Hua to "discuss the great cause and plan for innovation";
There are also some families who want Mo Hua to marry into their marriage, and attached several portraits of family female cultivators who are young, pure or charming, to the invitation...
Mo Hua didn't say anything, but Liu Ruhua was particularly angry.
She threw all these portraits into the stove and said to Mo Hua:
"This kind of family that is tempting with colors is not a serious family, so you must not go!"
"If you look for a Taoist partner, you should find a serious and innocent girl."
Mo Hua said helplessly: "Mom, it's still early..."
"Prevent problems before they happen!" Liu Ruhua said seriously.
"All right……"
A few days later, Zhang Lan also came to find Mo Hua.
"There are a few things to tell you."
Zhang Lan sat in the old position in the restaurant, ordered a pot of wine and a few plates of meat, and while drinking wine, he said to Mo Hua.
"You won't want to win me over, too, right?" Mo Hua said in confusion.
Zhang Lan was exposed to his mind, choked on a sip of wine, thought for a while, and nodded again, "Be more implicit, it is called making good relationships, and be more straightforward, it is indeed a win-win."
"Is the Zhang family?"
Zhang Lan sighed: "Not stop."
After saying that, he took out a document first, "This is the document written by Lao Zhangsi. You can join the sect of Zhili in Daoting."
"Daoting Zhili?"
"It is the sect that directly affiliated with the Dao Court and cultivates talents for the Dao Court, which must have internal relations with the Dao Court to enter. The Yicheng's chief officer also has recommended places, but very few..."
"Wouldn't that be very expensive?"
"That's natural." Zhang Lan nodded, "This is also the little intention of the Secretary. If he has any difficulties in the future, don't stand by and watch."
"Don't worry, I have a good relationship with the Secretary, and I will definitely help him!" Mo Hua guaranteed.
Zhang Lan nodded with satisfaction.
"After learning the sect, can you enter the Daotingsi?" Mo Hua asked.
"Not necessarily."
The ink painting was slightly stunned.
Zhang Lan explained: "It depends on the situation. Generally speaking, as long as you practice seriously, your mind is not too bad and your character is not extreme. After you finish your studies, you can join the Daotingsi to serve."
"And it is not subject to identity restrictions." Zhang Lan looked at Mo Hua and said, "It is difficult for you to enter the Dao Tingsi with your identity as a casual cultivator, but it is much easier to enter from these Dao Ting Zhili sects."
"There are so many tricks..." Mo Hua couldn't help but complain.
"That's natural." Zhang Lan took a sip of wine and said with a slightly narrow look:
"Those who set rules will leave some tricks to make profits for themselves. The monks below don't know the rules and cannot get around the threshold, and they can only make their heads bleed."
"The monks above are familiar with the ways and it is easy to cross these thresholds."
"So the casual cultivators below are not well-informed. Even if they have talent, they may not be more mediocre than those who are well-informed. But the well-informed family monks are doing well."
Mo Hua nodded.
If Zhang Lan hadn't told him these things, he wouldn't have known them at all.
"What if it's an unusual situation?" Mo Hua asked again.
"There are two different situations," Zhang Lan replied, "One is the kind that has poor qualifications and has learned too badly, and is so bad that it can't stand the wall."
"This kind of person who can enter the Zhili Sect of Daoting depends entirely on relationships. Unless you go through relationships, you won't be able to get into a job in the Daotingsi."
"The other is that the qualifications are too good and the learning is good. Such monks may directly enter the Dao Ting."
Mo Hua said in surprise: "Dao Ting, isn't Dao Tingsi?"
"That's right." Zhang Lan nodded, "It's the central government, not the local government."
Then Zhang Lan sighed, "But you don't think about this."
"Is my spiritual root too bad?"
"Yes." Zhang Lan felt a pity, "Your talent in the formation is actually excellent..."
"It's so good that I don't know how to praise..."
Zhang Lan said silently in his heart, and then continued:
"But, your spiritual roots and physical body are indeed...a little worse..."
Zhang Lan said it more tactfully, but when Mo Hua saw his expression, he knew that he said "a little worse" in his mouth, which actually means "a lot worse".
However, Mo Hua did not blame him. Those who know themselves knew that he knew that his spiritual roots and physical body were indeed shortcomings.
After Zhang Lan said this, he changed his tone and said:
"This is the invitation from Daotingsi. Whether to go see you or not, I will recruit you for the Zhang family..."
Zhang Lan was not polite, and said some conditions straightforwardly: including what status the Zhang family gave him, what future will be, what heritage there will be in the formation, etc.
"There is also a marriage matter. If you stay in the Zhang family, it is probably inevitable to get married."
"But if you marry normally, the Taoist couple can only find them in the side branches, and the children will follow your surname."
"But if you are willing to marry into a family, you can marry a female disciple from the direct line. You and your future children will change their surnames, but in contrast, the family will regard you as your own, and you will truly become a member of the Zhang family..."
...
Zhang Lan told Mo Huating everything about his family, no matter how much he wanted.
After saying that, Zhang Lan changed his mind, "These are what I should do as a disciple of the Zhang family and what I should say..."
"The following is what I personally told you."
Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting and said solemnly:
"Don't marry into a family, if it's not a last resort, don't stick to the family!"
"Getting into a marriage is equivalent to throwing away your surname, throwing yourself away, and earning your own success... Unless you really have difficulties, it's better not to do this."
"If you don't marry into a family, you can use your own abilities to make the world of cultivation high and vast, and you can go anywhere. If you marry into a family, you will step into a pool of bottomless stagnant water."
"I would rather be a wandering crane than a fish and dragon trapped in stagnant water."
"What's more, in my eyes, there is no family in this world who is worthy of letting you marry into a marriage, even my Zhang family!"
Mo Hua looked surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Lan took him so seriously and was grateful to Zhang Lan for his kindness.
When Mo Hua gradually strengthened his determination to never join a family or marry into a family for the rest of his life, Zhang Lan's speech changed again:
"Of course, if you really want to marry into a marriage, then you'd better join my Zhang family..."
Mo Hua looked at him with a complicated expression.
Zhang Lan said helplessly: "Don't the fat water flow to outsiders' fields..."
"Is your words inappropriate?" Mo Hua said speechlessly.
Zhang Lan waved his hand, "This is all a trivial matter. Just understand the meaning, don't care about the details."
"If it really doesn't work, let's settle for the second best... and secondly, you can also consider the Yang family..."
Zhang Lan showed a hint of disgust.
Mo Hua said in confusion: "Are you not dealing with the Zhang family and the Yang family?"
"The Zhang family and the Yang family have a good relationship, but I and that boy Yang Jiyong are not in the way."
Zhang Lan said seriously, "The Yang family disciples are brave and good at fighting, and have been through the battlefield for a long time, which is worthy of admiration..."
"Except for that boy Yang Jiyong..."
"You are proficient in formations and can indeed make great achievements on the battlefield. Joining the Yang family, with the support of the Yang family, can also do well in the Dao Bing Office."
"It's just that it's harder and much more dangerous to fight with the Taoist soldiers."
"You can think about these things yourself..."
After Zhang Lan finished speaking, he asked Mo Hua to think clearly and not rush to make a choice. After eating the wine and meat in a few seconds, he got up and said goodbye.
He is the Diansi of the Daotingsi. He can be lazy on weekdays, but now that Feng Xi is in the world and the monks move to the city, he has to be busy with more things.
Zhang Lan greeted Mo Hua and said goodbye.
Just when I said goodbye, I looked back at the restaurant and felt a little heavy.
He has become a habit of eating and drinking in this restaurant.
After moving the city, he is leaving too.
He is a disciple of a noble family and cannot move with the casual cultivator in Tongxian City. He is likely to return to the family or find another promising position.
After leaving, he might not be able to feel this simple and noisy atmosphere anymore.
He may never be able to eat these wine and meat again, or he may not have a young monk like Mo Hua, chatting with him...
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Chapter completed!