Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Ma Zhan rolled his eyes and said with disdain

“Seventh Uncle is a warrior, but he insisted on switching from Confucianism to Taoism.

"Every day, the ancients say, the sages say, Uncle Qi is not afraid of becoming a corrupt scholar."

"How dare you~."

Yuehua scolded Ma Zhan, "Isn't the punishment you received for disrespecting your elders enough?"

Ma Zhan realized that he had said tulu again and quickly admitted his mistake.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have been disrespectful to Uncle Seventh."

Although Ma Zhan has been rebellious in his speech since he was a child, he is disrespectful to heaven and earth, does not believe in ghosts and gods, and does not respect his elders.

Yuehua scolded and punished him many times, but only managed to correct his bad habit of disrespecting his elders.

What about heaven, earth, ghosts and gods? I still don’t believe in them if I shouldn’t.

In fact, Yuehua also understood in her heart that if the elders of the Ma family were not really kind to Ma Zhan, Ma Zhan would still be disrespectful. This kid has very righteous ideas.

Ma Botong looked at the map and asked.

"What are these lines marked with runes?"

"It's longitude and latitude. It's useless. It's just for drawing."

Ma Zhan was indeed expecting Ma Botong to mistake Arabic numerals for runes.

In this world, longitude and latitude are really useless. Without satellite navigation, there is no need for longitude and latitude to exist.

"What about these circles? Are they talisman formations?"

"Those are contour lines and depth lines, which indicate height and depth."

Seeing Ma Botong and Yuehua’s puzzled expressions, Ma Zhan gave another brief explanation.

The principle of contour lines and depth lines is very simple, and the two of them understood it quickly.

After understanding it, the two of them exclaimed in amazement. Such a simple truth, yet no one had discovered it.

Ma Botong pointed at the suspected location marked by Ma Zhan and asked.

"Why is it possible that people or monsters exist in these places?"

Ma Zhan explained: “Although these places are blocked by natural barriers, the environment is suitable and life must be able to grow there.

Due to the terrain, the people or monsters that may exist inside have not been discovered by the outside world.

It may also be because humans or monsters moved here to escape war.

Over time, it was forgotten by the world."

Ma Botong, Yuehua and Mengyao were all surprised.

With such insight, is this still the Leng Huzi I know?

Ma Botong resolved his doubts and stood up and said.

"Huzi, what do you think of the current situation in the world? Tell me what you think."

Ma Zhan was helpless. What else could he think of?

"There's only this one picture, nothing else. Do you think I'm a prophet?"

"My Lord, judging from this map alone, the human race's several countries all have geographical advantages.

For example, the State of Daliang occupied most of the four areas of mountains and rivers.

If the terrain is flat, there must be vast fertile fields, and if the country has no shortage of food, its foundation will be solid.

The northern Black Iron Plain is rich in water and grass and is a natural pasture.

With a steady supply of war horses, the Liang State’s military strength was naturally not weak.

However, the other four countries are not just sitting there to do the work.

Western Shu is located in central Shu, radiating outward for thousands of miles. Central Shu is rich, and the south of the colorful clouds also produces horses.

The Southern Han Dynasty occupied a large area of land in the south, with a mild climate, so there was definitely no shortage of food and supplies.

Although Nanchu is in an awkward location, the Nanhu and Beihu routes are enough for Nanchu to prosper.

Dongtang is located in the Longyuan River and the lower reaches of the Huai River, with rich water systems.

It faces the sea to the east and enjoys the benefits of fish and salt.

When it comes to wealth, who can be richer than Dong Tang?

If the military strength of each country is equal, judging from the territory alone, the five countries will restrain each other and no one can do anything to anyone else.

Unless a monarch is a fool, it is difficult for a war to destroy a country to occur.

In short, there is too little information, and geographical advantages are only one factor in victory or defeat. It is impossible to determine who is strong and who is weak, and it is difficult to influence the trend of the world.

For the demons, elves, grassland royal courts, and small mountain kingdoms.

The rich land occupied by the five countries is what they all covet.

Who would want to dig for food in a barren land when they can live in a rich and beautiful place? "

Ma Botong's eyelids twitched, and he picked up the tea that had been left overnight and took a sip.

'In time, this child will become famous all over the world.'

Meng Yao's eyes sparkled, "My young husband actually has such extraordinary talent."

The most excited person was Yuehua. She had raised a monster for ten years.

Fortunately, I raised him myself. If it were any other country or the demon king's court, my Daliang royal family would be in danger.

"Who taught you all this?"

Yuehua had a bad expression on her face. This was not what Hu Zi should be thinking.

At least, I have never seen Hu Zi with such talent.

Only after hearing Yuehua's words did Ma Zhan react.

"I am only ten years old. I accidentally revealed my wealth. I can only use the excuse that I am gifted."

"Do I need to be taught this? It's so obvious in the picture, I can understand it at a glance!"

How could others know that as a descendant of the Chinese nation, Ma Zhan still had a little wisdom accumulated in his mind.

"Is this boy really gifted?"

"Why didn't I realize that you knew this before?" Yuehua continued to ask.

"You haven't asked me before. This is the first time I've seen a feng shui map."

Ma Zhan continued to play dumb, praying that he could get away with it.

Yuehua nodded and stopped talking, obviously acknowledging that Ma Zhan was a genius.

Yuehua didn't ask any more questions, and Ma Zhan felt relieved.

Talent is not reflected in these things; these things need to be accumulated.

If Ma Zhanduan hadn't gotten tired of watching the young ladies dancing in the videos and gone to watch those history masters bragging to relieve his boredom, who the hell would understand these things.

Ma Botong was ready to continue exploring Ma Zhan's mind, and he continued to ask.

"If, as you say, our military strength is equal, how should we attack Daliang in the future? Where should we attack?"

Damn it, Lao Ma, do you really think I know everything? I'm just bragging!

"Uh~, Lord, I think you're going too far.

I've never even seen what marching and fighting are like, so how would I know where to attack?

If you force me to say it, then recruit ten thousand soldiers like my uncle.

Kuku swung his axe and hit wherever he wanted.

Yuehua burst out laughing.

"You acted like a wise man just now, but now your true colors are revealed."

Ma Botong was also speechless.

'There are only a few people like Martha in the Daliang army.

Gathering 10,000 people is something I wouldn't even dream of.'

The sky was already bright, and the servants of the Ma family had already prepared breakfast and were waiting for their masters outside the study.

It was not until noon that the group of four came out of the study.

Maybe the quality of the charcoal pencil was too poor, and Ma Zhan’s face looked like a ghost when he touched it.

Several servants looked at Ma Zhan and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and their stomachs hurt from holding it in.

After Yuehua noticed Ma Zhan's appearance, she patted Ma Zhan's head and said.

"Huzi, go wash your face, eat, and then go home and rest.

Tomorrow I will call your seventh uncle over and let this corrupt scholar talk to you about Confucianism."

"Ah? What if Uncle Seven beats me?"

Ma Qi was really merciless in beating Ma Zhan, mainly because he was disappointed in Ma Zhan for not studying hard.

Yuehua narrowed her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "You still know how to be afraid. Where's that look of contempt for your seventh uncle just now?

Well, you two haven't slept all night, go ahead and come to the main hall tomorrow morning."

Ma Zhan left holding Mengyao's hand, just like a brother holding his sister's hand.