Volume 1: Spring in Wulong Town Chapter 54: Don’t make me angry, I will lose my hair
When Meng Fenghua arrived, the scene had already turned into a sea of blood.
Of course, there is only one person's blood in the sea of blood.
The disciples of Tangjiabao strictly followed Tang Zheng's instructions. If he said to chop the body into pieces, they would chop it into pieces as hard as possible. The assassin's flesh and bones were all chopped into mud!
Instead, Tang Zheng was dumbfounded and covered Xiao Lingling's eyes with his hands: "Not suitable for children!"
The unhappiest person tonight is Azhi.
While the entire Tangjiabao was alarmed by the noise coming from Tang Zheng's place, he was packing up Little Bell's toys in the house ...
By the time he had cleaned up everything and rushed over, there was only a pool of meat paste left in the yard.
"Damn! You stole my people again!" As soon as Ah Zhi smelled the disgusting smell in the air, he could basically reconstruct what happened.
"The assassin this time is mine!" Tang Zheng argued.
"How do you know it's yours?" Azhi asked.
"It's already touching my roof, how can it still be yours?" Tang Zheng asked back.
"Maybe... we took the wrong way?" Azhi said.
"Are you kidding? How can an assassin get lost?" Tang Zheng was angry.
"I told you how to get to Tangjiabao, and you still have the nerve to laugh at others for being lost!" Azhi said with disdain.
"Are you going to make a mockery?" Tang Zheng cracked his joints.
"..." Ah Zhi turned his head away from him, "Humph!"
The pool of meat lay innocently in a sea of blood. It could no longer defend itself as to who it belonged to.
The only thing to be thankful for is that this time Tang Zheng managed to keep his roof!
The assassin's body...the corpse mud, was quickly cleaned up by the servants.
Tang Zheng stuffed a bottle of purple gold flower water into each of Tang Zixie and Tang Xuan, and sternly instructed them to "check the star veins carefully and be careful not to leave any hidden injuries" before letting them leave.
Meng Fengling and Azhi were, of course, also taken away by their respective parents.
Soon, Tang Zheng's courtyard regained the tranquility it should have at night.
Tang Zheng closed the two doors, returned to the bedroom, and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from under the table.
"Wulong Town, Yinlan Villa!" Seven scribbled words appeared on the paper.
Lift the pen and hook it, then retract your wrist!
There were only seven words, but what was drawn on the paper was the will to fight.
Tang Zheng put down the pen in his hand and looked out the window.
There was no trace of smile in his eyes anymore.
Outside the window, the sky is high and the moon is full.
It is indeed a good time for murder and arson!
…
The next day, Tang Zheng walked into the lecture hall refreshed and with a familiar smile.
He placed "Xingyao Shiji: Family Histories" on the table.
Then, he picked it up, used both claws, and tore it into pieces.
All the students stared at him.
Tang Zheng finished tearing the book, leisurely patted the paper scraps on his body, and smiled: "It's done."
Tang Zixie swallowed hard: "Um...you don't want to learn anymore?"
"Master, you're not leaving, are you?" Tang Xiaotang stood up.
"Is it because of the assassination last night? And the one before that..." Tang Xuan asked.
As soon as a few questions were asked, the whole lecture hall became lively.
"Although our Tang Family Castle is not a noble family, we will definitely do our best to protect you!"
"Master, please don't leave. If you leave, what will we do?"
"Master..."
"Master Tang..."
Tang Zheng put his index finger to his mouth and made a "hush" gesture.
The lecture hall soon became quiet.
"Yes, I am leaving." Tang Zheng said the first sentence.
"Master..." There was another commotion in the audience, but it was suppressed by Tang Zheng's action.
"But..." Tang Zheng smiled as he scanned every face, "It's not just me, it's all of us! We leave together, and then, come back together!"
"Ah?" Because Tang Zheng's words took a sudden turn for the worse, the children of Tang Family Castle were a little confused.
"Do you remember what I said a few days ago? Confucius said, read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. Confucius said..."
"We must insist on combining knowledge with practice!" A uniform voice rang out throughout the lecture hall.
Although Tang Zheng only said it once, they remembered it clearly.
Tang Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "That's right! We won't study "Xingyao History" anymore. Let's go to Wulong Town. The teacher will have more things to teach you!"
"Social... practice?" Tang Xiaotang remembered something he had mentioned before .
"Yes, social practice!" Tang Zheng replied.
Everyone in the lecture hall had a different expression.
Younger children are, of course, very excited, but older teenagers have many other issues to think about.
Tang Xiaotang raised her hand: "Last time the teacher asked us to put up posters and hand out flyers, can we do it well?"
Tang Zheng explained the posters and flyers, and most people in the lecture hall felt relieved.
It sounds like it wouldn't be too difficult.
Just draw, write, post and distribute.
They have all learned how to write, the only thing they might have problems with is drawing.
Just as they were discussing who should paint, Ah Zhi in the corner hummed, "I... want to go too?"
Although he only vaguely understood what the posters and flyers were, he had the feeling that Kageyama's next Kage King was not suited to do these things.
However, Tang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Aren't you my student?"
Azhi's lips moved twice, but he still did not deny it.
However, he looked at the "Central History" and said, "Even if you want to do social... that thing of practice, you have to finish the book first, right?"
"There are too many mistakes and omissions. Let me buy a few more history books and sort them out before I tell you again." Tang Zheng waved his hand.
"Too many mistakes and omissions?" Ah Zhi glared, "I've read this book eight times, but I didn't find any problems..."
Tang Zheng looked at him as if he was a lunatic.
A set of Xingyao Historical Records records the detailed history of more than eighty families and has at least three million words. What does it mean that he has read it eight times?
Ah Zhi saw that Tang Zheng was choked and smiled triumphantly...
But before he finished laughing, Tang Zheng's eyes were fixed on him alone: "The Song Family Chapter of the Top-grade Aristocratic Family Volume, page 163, records the battle at Jiangling Pass. Song Qi, the third-generation head of the Song family, was only eighteen years old and captured three demon king-level enemy chieftains alone... The Wenhua Family Volume, page 220, and the Tao Family Chapter of the Top-grade Aristocratic Family Volume, page 111, record the second battle at Jiangling Pass fifty years after the first. The Liuyun Family Volume, page 101, records the second battle at Jiangling Pass. The nine-star strongman Song Qi, at the age of ninety, put on armor and went into battle, defeating the enemy army on the east route... Please tell me, classmate Azhi, how can a person grow to be seventy-two years old in fifty years?"
Ah Zhi's face was filled with shock with only a dumbfounded expression.
Tang Zheng smiled and continued, "In the volume of the middle-rank family, the Zhou family chapter is on page 87, the Zhao family chapter is on page 72, the Huajian family chapter is on page 100, the Qiantang family chapter is on page 91, and so on, a total of 47 places, recording the first family alliance. The Zhou family sent a young man named Zhou Wen. However, in all the records after the Qianye family chapter and even the Qiantang family chapter, Zhou Wen no longer appeared in the list of participants...Did he die? Did he change his name? Or did he travel through time?"
In the entire lecture hall, everyone's expression was no different from Azhi's.
So scary!
They only knew that Tang Zheng was serious in teaching them, but they never thought that he would be serious to this extent!
Ah Zhi turned his face away and said reluctantly, "Sorry... I'm sorry."
"What are you sorry for?" Tang Zheng asked.
"I..." Ah Zhi was not the kind of kid who easily admitted his mistakes. His face immediately turned red and he said quickly, "Yes! I didn't look carefully enough!"
"Hahahahahahaha... I told you that you have little experience in the world, but you still don't admit it." Tang Zheng laughed and threw away a piece of paper in his hand.
"..." Azhi looked at him suspiciously.
"You won't believe it just like that, will you?" Tang Zhengdao said.
"What do you mean?" Azhi raised his head.
"I made it up!" Tang Zheng spread his hands and smiled.
"Damn!" Ah Zhi was stunned and immediately wanted to pounce on him and scratch him to death.
Tang Zheng pushed him off the table and knocked on the table with his brush: "Okay, I'll go arrange a carriage first, we'll leave this afternoon!"
Tang Zixie stood up and said, "Then... let me go and inform the shopkeepers on East Street first."
"No, just arrange accommodation." Tang Zheng stretched out a finger and shook it, "Our practice location is not in East Street."
"It's not in East Street. Could it be..."
"Yes, let's go to West Street!" Tang Zheng nodded to confirm their guess.
"But if we were on West Street, there would be concerns about everyone's safety..." Tang Zixie suddenly felt very stressed.
"I'll take you out, of course I'll be responsible!" Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes, "No one dares to cause trouble at our social practice site!"
