This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Zhang Ping'an was taken aback, then asked in confusion, "Dean, I'm telling the truth!"

Zhao Kongcheng sneered: "Hmph, if you really regarded the inscription on the Quasi-Sage Stele as a guiding light, you should have spoken with a devout expression, not so casually and eloquently."

"This observation is too meticulous..." Cold sweat immediately broke out on Zhang Ping'an's back.

However, Zhang Ping'an would definitely not admit it.

Otherwise, it would mean that he harbors dissenting opinions about these inscriptions that are revered as sacred words by scholars all over the world.

This would invite attacks from scholars all over the world.

Even if he didn't agree with the inscription on the Second Sage's Stele, he would never dare to say it openly.

"Dean, you're wronging me! My expression may have been casual, but that doesn't mean I don't approve of the inscription on the Quasi-Sage Stele!"

"Alright, alright, you little rascal, I won't force you anymore. Talk to me properly!" Zhao Kongcheng rolled his eyes at Zhang Ping'an helplessly.

I don't know if I believed Zhang Ping'an's words.

"Zhang Ping'an, the Hall of Learning is missing a couplet for its entrance; I'd like you to complete it."

"Besides, achieving the same effect as that poem encouraging study shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Zhao Kongcheng suddenly changed the subject.

Zhang Ping'an was taken aback: "No, it's not missing! Isn't it my poem encouraging study that's engraved?"

Zhao Kongcheng shook his head: "The poem encouraging study is ultimately not very appropriate for the occasion. If those people at the Imperial Academy see it, they'll laugh at us again."

Zhang Ping'an shook his head as well: "But students aren't good at this either!"

Hmph, I'm the only one who can vote for others for free. You think you can vote for me for free? No way!

Zhao Kongcheng gave a forced smile and chuckled, "The academy has a rule that each person can only learn one set of self-cultivation methods. Hand over that 'True Explanation of the Master of External Strength'!"

Yang Tai, who was standing to the side, suddenly frowned and said, "When was this rule established? How come I didn't know about it?"

Zhao Kongcheng glared at him: "I just changed the rules, and I'm officially informing you now."

Zhang Ping'an's eyes widened in surprise... Blanching? This works too!

If a scholar has no shame, he's capable of anything!

"Dean, I suddenly remembered something about the inter-departmental alliance."

Zhang Ping'an decided to back down.

"Oh, tell me about it?" Zhao Kongcheng's face lit up with surprise.

Yang Tai also stared at Zhang Ping'an with anticipation.

"There is a path to the mountain of books, and diligence is the way; the sea of ​​learning is boundless, and hard work is the boat."

Zhang Ping'an read it slowly.

Immediately, Zhao Kongcheng and Yang Tai's eyes lit up.

boom!

Yang Tai slammed his hand on the stone table and stood up.

"This couplet is practically tailor-made for the Hall of Learning!"

"Ping An, I am utterly impressed by your literary talent!"

Zhao Kongcheng stared at Zhang Ping'an as if he had discovered a rare treasure, his eyes shining.

"Zhang Ping'an, I've suddenly decided to take on an apprentice..."

Yang Tai was startled: "Dean, are you serious?"

Then, his face lit up with ecstatic joy as he stared at Zhang Ping'an: "Ping'an, the dean never takes on disciples, this is a golden opportunity, you must seize it!"

The head of an academy holds a position of extraordinary status, which in the past could even surpass that of the emperor.

Even though the academy is now in decline, the headmaster's status is still on par with that of the emperor.

If you become his disciple, your status and position will rise to the top in one step.

Zhang Ping'an pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Dean, I have a friend..."

Zhao Kongcheng's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up, snorted coldly, and left.

Yang Tai laughed heartily: "I've never seen the dean get his comeuppance before."

Then, with some regret, he said, "But Ping An, you've missed a tremendous opportunity!"

In fact, Zhang Ping'an had already thought it through very clearly.

If one becomes the dean's disciple, one can roam freely throughout the six kingdoms of the world.

However, from then on, he could only focus on his studies and could no longer stand in the imperial court.

Compared to empty fame, Zhang Ping'an felt more secure with gold, silver, jewels, and immense power.

Who told him to be an ordinary person?

"That dean is so stingy. I was actually thinking of introducing Wu Yuan to him!"

Zhang Ping'an muttered to himself and shook his head.

"Ping An, there's a military strategy class this afternoon. You'll attend it for me. I have to go out for a bit," Yang Tai suddenly said.

What?

Zhang Ping'an's eyes widened in surprise: "Mr. Yang, did I hear that right? You want me to teach the students in your place?"

"Is there a problem?" Yang Tai asked innocently.

Isn't this a problem? This is a huge problem!

"Your knowledge of military strategy is even more profound than mine. It is an honor for those students to hear you speak about military science."

"But I'm just a student too..." Zhang Ping'an wanted to refuse.

Yang Tai patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, it's decided then. Consider it a favor I owe you. If any of you are too stupid to listen, tell me, and I'll teach you a lesson when I get back."

Zhang Ping'an said with a long face, "Fine, but don't blame me if I can't teach you well."

A military strategist and scholar still valued personal relationships highly.

"I believe in you," Yang Tai said optimistically.

After leaving the courtyard, Zhang Ping'an went to the military strategy academy to give a lecture to the students studying military strategy.

No sooner had he left than a boy stared at his retreating figure, suddenly frozen in place.

"Why does this person look so much like Zhang Ping'an?"

Lu Wenhao looked surprised, then shook his head and muttered to himself.

"It couldn't be Zhang Ping'an. How could a good-for-nothing son-in-law like him come to such an elegant place as the academy? And why would he come out of a great scholar's courtyard!"

"I must be seeing things."

Military science class.

More than twenty students majoring in military strategy arrived at the school early and took their seats.

After all, this lesson was taught by Yang Tai, a renowned Confucian scholar and military strategist at the academy.

Zhang Ping'an walked into the classroom and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Is this a new student? They look a bit unfamiliar!

Zhang Ping'an was a little nervous before entering, but when he stood in front of these people, he suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Everyone, Mr. Yang has something come up and has asked me to give the lecture in his place."

What!

Everyone was stunned!

They originally thought Zhang Ping'an was a new student, but it turned out he was their teacher!

Moreover, he replaced the Confucian scholar Yang Tai, whom they admired the most!

Who the hell can tolerate this?

Immediately, a tall, burly young man stood up, glaring angrily at Zhang Ping'an: "Get out of here! Let Yang Daru handle this!"

"That's right, what right does a kid who hasn't even grown a beard have to teach us!"

"Get out, get out, get out..."

The crowd was outraged, and everyone was shouting.

Damn it, I knew it would be like this… Zhang Ping'an glanced at everyone and suddenly roared, “Quiet down, all of you!”

"The esteemed scholar Yang Tai went to great lengths to have me teach you a lesson, and this is your attitude?"

"If you don't like learning, I don't like teaching either!"

"My knowledge isn't cheap. Those who don't want to learn can leave, and those who do want to learn can stay."

The moment he shouted, the scene fell silent.

"Hmph, fine, I'll leave! A mere punk like you dares to lecture me!"

Several people left immediately.

However, most people were intimidated by Zhang Ping'an's imposing manner and decided to listen first and see how it went.

If they don't speak well, they'll leave after they've finished their rant.

Zhang Ping'an glanced at the dozen or so people who remained, nodded, and said with a serious expression, "Since everyone has chosen to stay, then listen carefully to the lecture."

Ok?

As if sensing something, Zhang Ping'an suddenly turned to look at the doorway.

Wu Yuan stood there with his mouth agape, like a living fossil.