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

boom!

As soon as Zhang Ping'an finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhang Xuanling.

Caught off guard, a surge of righteous energy knocked Zhang Xuanling to the ground.

Although he had only cultivated for a day, Zhang Ping'an's physical fitness had improved considerably.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected Zhang Ping'an to suddenly make a move.

"How dare he? That's the Vice Minister of Revenue, a high-ranking official of the third rank!"

Sun Guihua's expression changed drastically, his face turning grim as he said, "Attacked an official of the imperial court! Guards, seize him!"

"Let's see who dares!"

The great Confucian scholar Yang Tai flicked his sleeves and leaped in front of Zhang Ping'an, unleashing the righteous spirit he had cultivated for decades.

Dozens of armored soldiers were stunned on the spot, standing still and hesitating, not daring to cross the line.

Zhang Xiaoru also put his hands behind his back, silently walked forward, and stood side by side with Yang Tai.

"Sun Guihua, this is an academy, not a place for you to run wild."

"Without His Majesty's decree, let's see who dares to make a move in the academy."

Sun Guihua's face was grim. The academy had been through four dynasties, and in each one, the founding emperor had explicitly forbidden anyone from using force within the academy.

This is a sign of respect for the Sage of Literature.

Even though he was the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, who held the power to appoint and dispatch officials throughout the country, he dared not act recklessly in the academy.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanling got up from the ground, glared at Zhang Ping'an, and trembled with anger.

"You unfilial son, you rebellious son...cough cough..."

After saying that, he coughed violently. Zhang Ping'an had put a lot of effort into that collision, which had shaken his blood and qi.

Zhang Ping'an sneered, "Lord Zhang seems to have forgotten that I have no connection with your Zhang family anymore. Please stop trying to claim kinship with us, lest you tarnish my reputation."

"You..." Zhang Xuanling was so angry that he couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The students from the surrounding academies felt a great sense of relief; Zhang Xuanling had been arrogant in the academy for so long, and he had finally gotten his comeuppance.

Among them, Lu Wenhao was the most excited.

Ever since Zhang Xuanling was so angry that he vomited blood, the way he looked at Zhang Ping'an suddenly changed.

The initial skeptical gazes have now turned into pure worship, blind worship, as if they were seeing a deity.

"My brother-in-law is too fierce."

Seeing that the time was almost right, Zhao Kongcheng stepped forward with his wine gourd, looking at Sun Guihua and Zhang Xuanling with a smile.

"Gentlemen, the inscription on the Stele of the Second Sage has been broken, the literary contest wager no longer exists, and our academy has regained its freedom and is no longer subject to any constraints."

"If you want to shut down my academy, go back and ask His Majesty for an imperial decree. You are not worthy."

Sun Guihua sneered coldly, his face grim: "The academy is truly a place where hidden talents abound. It's a pity that such talents are destined to have no hope in their official careers. How tragic and lamentable!"

Zhao Kongcheng's expression changed: "Lord Sun, are you threatening the academy? Aren't you afraid His Majesty will hear this?"

Sun Guihua gave a forced smile, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Dean Zhao, farewell!"

"No need to see me out," Zhao Kongcheng said coldly.

Zhang Xuanling glared fiercely at Zhang Ping'an: "You little beast, you just wait!"

Zhang Pingan shrugged, not taking it to heart at all.

After Sun Guihua and Zhang Xuanling left with their men, Wu Yuan immediately ran up and hugged Zhang Ping'an tightly, shouting, "Godfather!"

Zhang Ping'an pushed him away forcefully: "Go away, go away, how did things go with what you asked?"

Upon hearing that it was serious business, Wu Yuan's face immediately darkened.

"Ping An, I'm useless, I can't help Old Chen."

Zhang Ping'an knew this would be the outcome.

He patted Wu Yuan on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's alright, just do your best."

Zhao Kongcheng turned around and walked up to Zhang Ping'an with a gratified smile on his face.

"I knew you wouldn't let me down."

"However, it will probably be even more difficult to rescue Chen Zhishi next."

"Based on my understanding of Sun Guihua's gang, once they lose a game, they'll definitely try to get it back from somewhere else."

"They might block all avenues for you to save Chen Zhishi."

Other students originally wanted to go up and flatter Zhang Ping'an, but when they saw that the dean was talking to him about serious business, they had to give up the idea.

Meanwhile, the students began to worry about Chen Zhishi.

Zhang Ping'an smiled and said, "There's always a way out. If all else fails, we still have the Dean and the two great scholars to fall back on, don't we?"

Yang Tai rolled his eyes at him: "You kid... I believe that as long as you're here, we old guys will never need to cover for you."

Yang Tai's trust in Zhang Ping'an had reached the point of blind devotion.

Zhang Xiaoru chuckled and said, "Ping An, I believe in you just like Yang Tai!"

Well, now it's Zhang Ping'an's turn to roll his eyes.

I'm just a lowly son-in-law... You're giving me way too much credit!

However, despite the complaints, Chen Zhishi must be rescued as soon as possible.

"Dean, two great scholars, I will go down the mountain now and, while I'm at it, go to the Ministry of Justice to inquire about Chen Zhishi's situation."

"Okay, go ahead!" Zhao Kongcheng nodded.

Zhang Ping'an turned around and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the students, who quickly returned the salute.

He turned around and patted Hao Shuwen on the shoulder, and the two of them walked down the mountain one after the other.

Wu Yuan wanted to go along, but Zhang Ping'an refused.

Old Wu has an impulsive personality, and if he goes to visit the prison this time, he's likely to get into trouble.

Watching Zhang Ping'an's departing figure, Lu Ruoxue quietly followed him.

After descending the mountain, Zhang Ping'an led Hao Shuwen straight to the Ministry of Justice prison.

The prison visit was not obstructed.

That's the benefit of making a big fuss; otherwise, they probably wouldn't even allow prison visits.

The dark and damp cell was nothing new to Zhang Ping'an, after all, he had lived there for three whole years.

"Go in, you only have fifteen minutes."

The bailiff opened the cell door, let Zhang Ping'an and the other man in, then locked the door again, coldly uttered a sentence, and picked up the fire-and-water stick, dragging it on the ground with a creaking sound.

"Old Chen!"

Zhang Ping'an walked forward angrily, looking at Chen Zhishi lying on the straw mat.

He was dressed in prison clothes, covered in dried blood, and was on the verge of death.

Although he had expected Sun Xing to resort to vigilante justice, he still couldn't help but feel furious when he saw it with his own eyes.

"Ping An, Shu Wen, what brings you here?" Chen Zhishi struggled to sit up, still trying to maintain his arrogant attitude, but the movement of his wound caused him to gasp in pain.

"Brother Hao, quickly take a look at him," Zhang Ping'an said urgently.

"kindness."

Hao Shuwen immediately stepped forward with his medicine box. He was a medical student, and this was finally a useful tool for him.

As Chen Zhishi's prison uniform, soaked with dried blood, was gradually lifted, his shocking wounds were fully exposed.

There was hardly a patch of intact skin on Chen Zhishi's body, which gives you an idea of ​​how much inhuman torture he had endured in that short day and night.

"Sun Xing, what a beast!"

Zhang Ping'an clenched his fists involuntarily. He was not only angry at Sun Xing for using the law, but also at Sun Xing's lawlessness.

"Hehe, Ping An, don't be angry. The angrier you are, the happier they will be when they see it." Chen Zhishi was still frighteningly clear-headed.

"Until you have the ability to control everything, your anger will only become their point of attack against you."