Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 703 - 643: Vermilion Bird Kicks the Door!

Chapter 703: Chapter 643: Vermilion Bird Kicks the Door!

"Imperial edict arrival—"

At the gate of the Imperial College, as the voice of the Kaihuang envoy rang out, many teachers within the college scrambled outside.

Even the Grand Preceptor, who was pretending to be sick in the courtyard, immediately threw on a robe and rushed out in a fluster after hearing the voice.

To pull off the act authentically, one could be seen as not really sick, but at least had to appear genuinely ill on the surface.

At that moment, numerous students also ran out.

Many people had never even seen an imperial edict, let alone received one, so naturally they were very curious.

And as the Grand Preceptor and several other Preceptors approached, there were already quite a few teachers and students who had come to see the excitement whispering among themselves.

"Why would Kaihuang suddenly send someone to deliver an edict? Has something big happened?"

"Isn’t it obvious? The former Grand Preceptor was killed by Zhang San, and the new Grand Preceptor fell ill on his first night because of Zhang San’s anger."

"Did you see the expression on Preceptor Situ’s face just now? I bet Zhang San is in for trouble!"

"Indeed! If Preceptor Situ hadn’t chickened out and avoided the stone bridge that day, he might have been the one to have his head chopped off."

At this moment, many people felt it was about time for Zhang San—a mere teacher who was so arrogant within the Imperial College—to pay the price.

And the students of Law Class A, upon hearing that a Kaihuang envoy had come to announce an imperial edict, also came over to see what the buzz was about.

At this moment, hearing the murmurs all around, the students of Law Class A were somewhat worried for their teacher.

Although Zhang San hadn’t taught them for long, and sometimes the things he talked about seemed utterly bizarre,

when they left Law Class A to communicate with students from the other three classes of legal studies, they found the others’ points of view too rigid and hardly practical.

By comparison, although they were always rendered speechless by Teacher Zhang San’s questions, they could completely dominate all the students from an entire class of legal studies with their own level of understanding.

Even some teachers were within the confident grasp of the students from Law Class A.

And this strong confidence was given to them by Teacher Zhang San.

Everyone knew this was only the laws taught by Zhang San; moreover, everyone also knew that Zhang San had saved Kaihuang on the battlefield.

The Techniques and Martial Styles—he must at least know about them.

Even if they only learned a bit of that, it probably would be enough.

Therefore, hearing the idle gossip around them, many students of Law Class A furrowed their brows, deeply concerned.

"Wen Bi, being from the Wen Family, you’re the most well-informed. What do you think we should do now?"

Anxious, Ma Bi gave Wen Bi a glance.

Although Law Class A presented a united front externally, inside the class, it was actually divided between six rich students led by Wen Bi and nineteen Students from Humble Backgrounds.

Wen Bi glanced coldly at Ma Bi and said with a cold tone, "With the Kaihuang envoy issuing orders, even if I haven’t got any message, what use would it be if I had? And do you really think the kind of information I know is something my status allows me to find out? I’m afraid the things I know are just what the Head of the Wen Family, Wen Chudao, intentionally lets others tell me, so they could then be relayed to the teacher."

In this regard, Wen Bi was indeed much smarter than Ma Bi.

Ma Bi looked displeased, but upon seeing the distant Kaihuang envoy, he also became helpless.

At that moment, the Grand Preceptor Ren Buqun, with his clothes hurriedly thrown on, rushed over and knelt in front of the Kaihuang envoy at the gate of the Imperial College.

When the Kaihuang envoy saw Ren Buqun arrive, he opened the imperial edict and began to read.

Although the Grand Preceptor bowed his head, a smile spread across his face.

The beginning of the imperial edict might have been formalities, but he guessed that soon it would address the punishment for Zhang San!

Puny Zhang San, trying to contend with me!

When I was commanding the winds and summoning the rain at court, your grandfather was probably still suckling milk!

"...Promote Imperial College Law Class A Teacher Zhang San to the rank of the Imperial College Preceptor, while retaining his position as the Law Class A Teacher. During the Grand Preceptor Ren Buqun’s illness, he may temporarily assume the position of Grand Preceptor and handle the affairs of the Imperial College..."

Upon hearing this section of the edict, Ren Buqun felt a buzzing in his ears, so much so that he could no longer hear the consolations and rewards mentioned by Kaihuang for him thereafter.

After the Kaihuang envoy finished reading the imperial edict, he smiled at Ren Buqun, saying, "Congratulations to the Grand Preceptor, having Zhang San as your strong arm, I believe with him there, the Imperial College will surely get better and better. Receive the edict."

Thump—

Grand Preceptor Ren Buqun fainted on the spot.

This time, there was no need to feign; he was genuinely ill.

Meanwhile, the entire Imperial College, top to bottom, still had the contents of the just-read imperial edict echoing in their minds.

Zhang San got promoted?

And he can even act on behalf of the Grand Preceptor’s authority?!

The twenty-five students from Law Class A were the most shocked of all.

"Who exactly is our teacher?! This... This is just too fierce!"

"Do you guys know if the teacher has a daughter? I want him to be my father-in-law. Even if it means marrying into his family!"

Meanwhile, Zhang San, who had no idea about any of this, had just selected a large number of forging materials from the treasury and was at the Town Martial Office asking who was skilled in forging.

"Big Sister, don’t we have any forging masters in the Capital at the Town Martial Office?"

After all, these were weapons meant for battle, so Zhang San still hoped to find some formidable forging masters to do the work.

Of course, Zhang San could forge as well, but he knew that forging three Mo Blades would take a long time.

He had been busy with matters of the Imperial College recently and didn’t have the energy to spend all his time on forging.

Third Miss Gan shook her head slightly and said, "In this respect, the Town Martial Office really does not have any masters in the Capital. Why don’t you go and ask Mozi about it?"

Zhang San felt that this was indeed worth considering.

However, just at this moment, an overpowering aura burst forth within the government office of the Town Martial Office.

Purple Mansion Realm!

Zhang San looked towards that direction, guessing that a strong practitioner within the Town Martial Office had just exited his retreat.

Moreover, the aura the person was emitting at the moment seemed to be even stronger than the Purple Mansion Realm aura Zhang San felt during the grand battle at Longyun Path.

"This is..."

Third Miss Gan glanced at Zhang San and said, "Zhang San, you go find Mozi quickly and let the people of Mohism help you forge. You don’t need to concern yourself with things here."

Zhang San was utterly confused; why did Big Sister suddenly want him to leave?

However, just at that moment, the large doors of the nearby courtyard were kicked open with a loud bang, shattering to pieces.

Then the Vermilion Bird, still enveloped in unwaning flames, strode in.

"Zhang San, you are back?"

Upon seeing the Vermilion Bird, Zhang San couldn’t help but remember the fierce battle for his soul against his predecessor.

So to some extent, it was true that the Vermilion Bird’s son had died at his hands.

"Vermilion Bird Principal Officer, long time no see. I have been back a while now. Just now, Kaihuang has named me Marquis Beyond the Law with food allocations for 1,300 households, plus Military Envoy of Divine Martial Army on Longyun Path and Grand Preceptor of Imperial College with permission to act on behalf of the Grand Preceptor..."

Zhang San rattled off all the titles he could use, fearing that Vermilion Bird might incinerate him on the spot in a fit of pique.

However, Vermilion Bird merely nodded indifferently and then glanced at the various forging materials Zhang San had placed on the ground.

"Are you forging armor?"

After all, while Zhang San said he needed materials for three Mo Blades, considering wastage and other factors, he actually had enough materials to forge about thirty top-grade Mysterious Weapons.

"I need to forge special Mo Blades. The original ones were severely damaged in the previous battle with the Tujue."

Saying this, Zhang San took out his Mo Blade from the Gluttonous Bag, proving he wasn’t lying.

Vermilion Bird came over, took the Mo Blade from Zhang San’s hand, and examined it closely.

"It’s not a big problem. Do you have any specific attribute requests, or is there something you’d like to strengthen? I can help you forge?"

"Ah!?"

Zhang San looked at the Vermilion Bird in confusion, remembering that the first time he saw Vermilion Bird, she had kicked in the door, intending to kill him.

"This... um... I could find somebody else, so it’s no trouble..."

"It’s no bother, I just came out from a retreat and had some insights. I’ll give you three Mo Blades in a month for you to try. These materials should be enough to forge more than ten Mo Blades. Furthermore... I have some materials here that could enhance the spirit of the weapons. I’ll add them for you."

With that, Vermilion Bird waved her hand, collecting both Zhang San’s original Mo Blade and the materials on the ground, and then she turned and left.

After Vermilion Bird had left, Zhang San was still standing there dumbfounded, not understanding when Vermilion Bird had become so nice to him.

Third Miss Gan was also staring at Zhang San in astonishment, not understanding what had just transpired.

Ling leaned in close to Zhang San and whispered, "Not too bad, little brother. When did you seduce a married woman?"

Zhang San, his face red, said mournfully, "I didn’t! And besides, she’s such a major Principal Officer, she wouldn’t have run off with my materials, would she?"