Chapter 54

When Meng Fenghua arrived, the scene had already turned into a sea of blood.

Of course, the sea of blood was from only one person.

The disciples of Tang Family Castle strictly followed Tang Zheng's orders. When he said to chop up, they really chopped until nothing was left, turning the assassin into a pile of flesh and bones!

On the contrary, Tang Zheng was the one who was stunned, covering Little Lingdang's eyes: "Not suitable for children!"

The most unhappy person tonight was Azhi.

When the entire Tang Family Castle was alarmed by the commotion at Tang Zheng's place, he was in the room tidying up Little Lingdang's toys...

By the time he had tidied everything up and rushed over, there was only a puddle of flesh left in the courtyard.

"Damn! You stole my prey again!" Azhi, smelling the nauseating odor in the air, could basically reconstruct what had happened.

"This assassin was mine!" Tang Zheng argued.

"How do you know it was yours?" Azhi asked.

"Already on my roof, could it be yours?" Tang Zheng retorted.

"Maybe... he got lost?" Azhi said.

"Are you kidding? An assassin getting lost?" Tang Zheng was furious.

"I told you how to get to Tang Family Castle, and you still have the nerve to mock someone for getting lost!" Azhi looked disdainful.

"Are you going to start taunting me?" Tang Zheng cracked his knuckles.

"..." Azhi turned his head away, "Hmph!"

The puddle of flesh lay innocently in the sea of blood, unable to argue who it belonged to.

The only thing to be grateful for was that this time, Tang Zheng had saved his roof!

The assassin's body... or rather, the body mud, was quickly cleaned up by the servants.

Tang Zheng gave a bottle of Purple Gold Flower Water to Tang Zixie and Tang Xuan, sternly instructing them to "carefully examine the star meridians and make sure there are no hidden injuries" before letting them leave.

Meng Fengling and Azhi, of course, were taken away by their respective parents.

Soon, Tang Zheng's small courtyard returned to the tranquility of the night.

Tang Zheng closed the two doors, returned to the bedroom, and took out a writing set from under the table.

"Black Dragon Town, Hidden Blue Manor!" Seven sloppy characters leaped onto the paper.

With a flick of the pen, he finished the stroke!

Only seven characters, but they conveyed a declaration of war.

Tang Zheng put down the pen, looked up, and gazed out the window.

His eyes no longer held a trace of a smile.

Outside the window, the sky was high and the moon was full.

It was indeed a good time for murder and arson!

...

The next day, Tang Zheng, looking refreshed and carrying his familiar smile, stepped into the lecture hall.

He placed the "Starlight Annals: Family Chronicles" on the table.

Then, he picked it up, used both hands, and tore it to shreds.

"..." All the students stared at him.

Tang Zheng, after tearing the book, leisurely brushed off the paper scraps from his clothes and smiled, "Done."

Tang Zixie swallowed hard, "So... we're not studying it anymore?"

"Master, are you leaving?" Tang Xiaotang stood up.

"Because of last night's assassination attempt? And the previous ones..." Tang Xuan asked.

As soon as these questions were asked, the lecture hall erupted.

"Our Tang Family Castle may not be a prestigious sect, but we will do our best to protect you!"

"Master, don't leave, what will we do without you?"

"Master..."

"Master Tang..."

Tang Zheng put his index finger to his lips, making a "shh" gesture.

The lecture hall quickly quieted down.

"That's right, I am leaving," Tang Zheng said, speaking his first words.

"Master..." There was another stir in the audience, but it was suppressed by Tang Zheng's gesture.

"However..." Tang Zheng smiled and swept his gaze over every face, "Not just me, but all of us! We will go together, and then come back together!"

"Huh?" Because of the sudden turn in Tang Zheng's words, the disciples of Tang Family Castle were a bit lost.

"Do you remember what I said a few days ago? Confucius said, 'Read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles,' Confucius said..."

"Combine theory with practice!" The lecture hall echoed with a unified voice.

Although Tang Zheng had only said it once, they remembered it clearly.

Tang Zheng nodded in satisfaction, "Exactly! We won't study the 'Starlight Annals' anymore. We're going to Black Dragon Town, and the teacher has more to teach you!"

"Social... practice?" Tang Xiaotang recalled something he had mentioned before.

"Right, social practice!" Tang Zheng answered.

The expressions of everyone in the lecture hall were different.

The younger children were naturally very excited, but the older teenagers had many other things to consider.

Tang Xiaotang raised his hand, "Last time, the teacher mentioned putting up posters and distributing flyers. Can we do it well?"

Tang Zheng explained the posters and flyers, and most of the people in the lecture hall relaxed.

It didn't seem too difficult.

Just drawing, writing, and then posting and distributing.

They had all learned to write, and the only potential issue was drawing.

As they were actively discussing who would do the drawing, Azhi in the corner grunted, "I... also have to go?"

Although he only vaguely understood what posters and flyers were, he felt that the next Shadow King of Shadow Mountain wasn't suitable for such tasks.

But Tang Zheng shot him a look, "Aren't you my student?"

Azhi's lips moved, but he didn't deny it.

He just looked at the "Starlight Annals" and said, "Even if we're doing social... whatever practice, shouldn't we finish the book first?"

"There are too many errors. I'll buy more history books and organize them before teaching," Tang Zheng waved his hand.

"Too many errors?" Azhi's eyes widened, "I've read this book eight times, and I didn't find any problems..."

Tang Zheng looked at him as if he were crazy.

A set of "Starlight Annals" recorded the detailed history of over eighty prestigious families, with no less than three million words. Reading it eight times was a significant feat.

Azhi, seeing that he had stumped Tang Zheng, smiled smugly...

But before he could finish his smile, Tang Zheng's gaze fixed on him, "In the Upper Class Family Volume, Song Family Chapter, page 163, it records the Battle of Jiangling Pass, where the third-generation head of the Song Family, Song Qi, at the age of eighteen, captured three enemy leaders of the demon king level... In the Middle Class Family Volume, Zhao Family Chapter, page 72, and the Upper Class Family Volume, Tao Family Chapter, page 111, it records the second Battle of Jiangling Pass, fifty years after the first, where the Nine-Star powerhouse Song Qi, at the age of ninety, donned armor and led the charge, decisively defeating the eastern enemy... Please tell me, how can a person grow seventy-two years older in fifty years?"

Azhi's face was now a picture of shock.

Tang Zheng smiled and continued, "In the Middle Class Family Volume, Zhou Family Chapter, page 87, Zhao Family Chapter, page 72, Huajian Family Volume, page 100, Qian Tang Family Volume, page 91, and so on, there are forty-seven places that record the first family alliance, where the Zhou Family sent a young man named Zhou Wen. In all the subsequent records of the Huajian Family Volume and the Qian Tang Family Volume, Zhou Wen never appears in the list of attendees... Did he die? Change his name? Or travel through time?"

The expressions of everyone in the lecture hall were no different from Azhi's.

It was terrifying!

They knew Tang Zheng was serious about teaching, but they never imagined he would be this meticulous!

Azhi twisted his face and reluctantly said, "S... sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Tang Zheng asked.

"I... I..." Azhi, not one to easily admit mistakes, blushed and quickly said, "It's me! I didn't read it carefully!"

"Ha ha ha ha... You still deny it when I say you lack experience." Tang Zheng laughed, shaking a piece of torn paper.

"..." Azhi looked at him suspiciously.

"You don't believe it, do you?" Tang Zheng said.

"What do you mean?" Azhi looked up.

"I made it up!" Tang Zheng spread his hands and laughed.

"Damn!" Azhi was stunned and immediately wanted to pounce on him.

Tang Zheng casually pushed him off the table, tapped the desk with a brush, "Alright, I'll go arrange the carriages. We'll leave this afternoon!"

Tang Zixie stood up, "Then... let me inform the shopkeepers on East Street first."

"No need, just arrange the accommodation," Tang Zheng shook his finger, "Our practice location is not on East Street."

"Not on East Street, then... where?"

"Yes, we're going to West Street!" Tang Zheng nodded, confirming their guess.

"But if we're in West Street, the safety issue..." Tang Zixie suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"I'm taking you out, so I'll be responsible!" Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes, "No one will dare to cause trouble at our social practice location!"

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