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

Lu Ruoxue suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her younger brother's ear, lowering her voice to say, "Our father is a leading figure among the scholars of the Imperial Academy. You, as his son, are studying at the academy. What will people think of you?"

"Ouch... Second sister, let go of me first."

"Hmph, so you do know pain!" Lu Ruoxue rolled her eyes at him, but finally couldn't bear it and let go.

Lu Wenhao looked aggrieved: "Second sister, if we go back, Father will definitely send us to the Imperial Academy to study and take the imperial examinations."

"At the academy, at least I can learn whatever I want, and no one is controlling me."

Lu Ruoxue deeply sympathized with her younger brother's heartfelt words.

Think about it, isn't she running around outside all by herself just to do things she likes?

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to bother with you anymore. Just let your family know you're safe whenever you have time."

Lu Wenhao was overjoyed and hugged Lu Ruoxue's arm: "Thank you, Second Sister. I knew you loved me the most."

"Alright, alright, go do what you're supposed to do, stop flattering me!"

Lu Ruoxue pushed him away with a look of disgust.

"And you, second sister? Are you going home?"

"I... won't go back for now." Lu Ruoxue's eyes lit up; she still needed to find someone.

"By the way, don't let my identity be exposed. Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook," Lu Ruoxue warned.

"Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped," Lu Wenhao assured, patting his chest.

Zhang Ping'an and Wu Yuan did not return to their dormitory, but went directly down the mountain to eat.

The Breathing Method has no requirements regarding food, but the True Explanation of the Horizontal Training Master has strict requirements regarding food.

The practitioner must eat meat at every meal, and eat a lot of it, and also have a backup, because the subsequent training will require a lot of physical strength.

Zhang Ping'an prepared to go down the mountain to buy some dried meat and other items, just in case.

The two went to the old man's place and ate a bowl of noodles. However, this time while eating the noodles, Zhang Ping'an felt that the old man's daughter was secretly watching him.

When he looked over, the little girl quickly turned her head away, her small ears turning red, looking incredibly cute.

Zhang Ping'an found it amusing. He knew how attractive his looks were to young girls and women, but this girl was simply too young. Zhang Ping'an was, after all, a modern man, and he couldn't bring himself to do something like taking advantage of someone younger.

So he pretended not to have noticed anything, finished his noodles, and went to find a place to buy meat.

Wu Yuan had been around here for a while, and when he learned that Zhang Ping'an wanted to buy meat, he took him directly to a shop that sold cooked meat.

This place sells a wide variety of products. Zhang Ping'an bought ten catties of beef, five catties of mutton, and three catties of venison.

It cost a total of five taels of silver, with the venison being the most expensive, costing one tael of silver per pound.

Wu Yuan asked suspiciously, "Ping An, you wouldn't be thinking of practicing the 'True Explanation of the Master of Horizontal Training,' would you?"

"Yes." Zhang Ping'an nodded. It was easy to guess from his behavior, and there was no need to hide it.

"Why are you training for that stuff? Your muscular body is unsightly!" Wu Yuan scoffed.

"Ha, that's because you don't understand how much a six-pack can attract women..." Zhang Ping'an said calmly, "I'm a bit weak and often get bullied, so I'm practicing self-defense."

Wu Yuan remembered that when Zhang Ping'an first arrived, there seemed to be bruises on his face, and he immediately understood his predicament.

"In that case, you should indeed practice it, but just practicing this won't be enough. It's best to combine it with some martial arts techniques."

"Oh, where is it?" Zhang Ping'an was overjoyed. Wasn't this the martial arts move he had been dreaming of?

It would be best to have something like the Nine Swords of Dugu or the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

"It's at the academy, you didn't look carefully, did you?"

"Okay, I'll look for it when I get back."

At this moment, a young man in brocade robes, accompanied by two servants in black, also came to the stall to buy meat.

"Boss, cut ten pounds of beef."

His voice carried an air of arrogant superiority.

Zhang Ping'an subconsciously turned his head to look, and the other person was also looking at him.

"Zhang Ping'an, what are you doing here, you piece of trash!"

This is his third brother, Zhang Wu.

Zhang Xuanling had three sons. The eldest son, Zhang Qi, was fond of business, greedy, and lustful.

The second son, Zhang Shu, is the most promising. I heard he just passed the imperial examination last month and will soon be entering officialdom.

The third son, Zhang Wu, loved martial arts since childhood, but he only practiced it casually. Over the years, Zhang Xuanling spent a lot of money to find famous teachers for him, but he still didn't achieve anything remarkable.

In the original owner's memory, this third brother often used him as a human punching bag, never showing any mercy. Every time Zhang Wu found him to practice his boxing, he would end up with a bruised and swollen face, and the worst time he was bedridden for a whole month.

"None of your business!" Zhang Ping'an naturally wouldn't give him a friendly look.

Zhang Wu was stunned. He had been away from home for the past few days and had no idea what had happened at home.

Seeing that Zhang Ping'an, whom he had always bullied at will, dared to speak to him in such a tone, he was immediately enraged.

"Damn it, you piece of trash, are you itching for a beating? How dare you yell at me? You think I won't beat you up in the street?!"

Zhang Wu raised his fist, as if to strike.

Wu Yuan immediately stepped in front of Zhang Ping'an, his face cold and angry as he shouted, "What do you think you're doing!"

Seeing that someone actually stood up for Zhang Ping'an, Zhang Wu laughed.

"Ha, I'm his older brother. It's only natural for an older brother to discipline his younger brother. Who do you think you are, daring to interfere in my affairs?"

"Oh, so you're his brother? Then why are you calling me 'my father' all the time? Are you trying to steal your mother from your dad?" Wu Yuan was truly scathing when he started cursing.

Zhang Pingan almost burst out laughing.

Zhang Wu's face turned bright red, and he looked like he was about to explode.

"Alright, Lao Wu, give his father some face!" Zhang Ping'an added, pulling Wu Yuan back. He didn't know Wu Yuan's family background and was worried that the Zhang family would retaliate against him.

Moreover, it's better to avoid trouble, and Zhang Ping'an really didn't want to have anything to do with the Zhang family.

"Zhang Wu, I have nothing to do with the Zhang family anymore. You can go back and ask your father if you don't believe me."

"Don't put on airs like an older brother in front of me anymore, that won't work on me."

After saying that, Zhang Ping'an pulled Wu Yuan up and turned to leave.

"Damn it, you're spending the Zhang family's money, yet you say it has nothing to do with the Zhang family. Hand over the money!"

Zhang Wu rushed forward and snatched the meat from Zhang Ping'an's hand.

Two servants rushed up to help.

"Let go! Or don't blame me for being impolite!" Wu Yuan was furious and went up to fight.

Zhang Ping'an quickly pulled him back, a smirk playing on his lips: "Don't rush, let them take it!"

He readily gave the meat to Zhang Wu, along with the silver he had on him.

Upon seeing the silver, Zhang Wu immediately tossed the meat aside.

After robbing them, he exclaimed with delight, "Damn it, you good-for-nothing have so much silver on you! You must have stolen it from home. I'll take it back for my parents first."

Zhang Ping'an figured it out; this guy was probably short of money.

Watching Zhang Wu count the silver, Zhang Ping'an suddenly pulled out a few silver notes from his sleeve.

"Hey, you only got some small change, here's some bigger stuff, want some?"

Zhang Ping'an shouted like he was teasing a dog.

Wu Yuan looked puzzled and scratched his head anxiously, "Ping An, what are you doing? Who would willingly hand over silver to robbers?"

Zhang Ping'an smiled mysteriously: "You don't understand. Actually, I'm using a trick to make money work for me. Before long, the money he stole from me will be returned to me in double."

Wu Yuan reached out and touched Zhang Ping'an's forehead: "You're not sick, so why are you talking nonsense?"