Zhang San, please behave yourself!-Chapter 909 - 843: Damn, Turns Out I’m an Imperial Relative!?

Zhang San warmly greeted everyone upon seeing them.

Then, they all entered the military camp together.

With a wave of Long Xutuo’s hand, his subordinates quickly prepared some extra tables.

After all, the original plan was to host Zhang San and his group, which was estimated to be less than ten people, but suddenly more than ten commanders arrived, even Pei Renwu joined them, so naturally, more tables needed to be arranged.

Although it was Long Xutuo who invited Zhang San today, Pei Renwu was the Grand Commander-in-Chief of Sword South Path, so the top three positions were set for him.

Pei Renwu sat in the middle, Zhang San sat to the left as an honored guest, indicating respect and prestige.

Even though they were in Long Xutuo’s own military camp, Long Xutuo himself sat on the right.

But luckily everyone were rough and hearty men who didn’t fuss over such details.

Once everyone was seated, Pei Renwu, as the Grand Commander-in-Chief of Sword South Path, naturally introduced the commanders to Zhang San.

Zhang San listened attentively, matching these people with those he had gathered information on.

With everyone gathered, Zhang San said, "I won’t be polite."

"So this is General Ma Wu! Legend has it he is known as the Martial Plague God! In the past, during the battle at Tianshui Pass, General Ma Wu made a name for himself by leading forty-eight soldiers to fend off over a thousand bandits. After coming to Sword South Path, he repeatedly eradicated bandits, greatly improving the trade atmosphere of the area! One could say that the prosperous life the citizens of Sword South Path enjoy is largely thanks to General Ma Wu! General Ma Wu, please accept my bow!"

General Ma Wu’s face turned red as Zhang San praised him, although given his very dark complexion, whether his face was actually red was hard to tell.

Nevertheless, with Sword South Path at peace for many years, many people had started to disregard Ma Wu.

Especially since Ma Wu was considered unattractive, which led him to remain single all these years.

"Come to think of it, in our Town Martial Office, there are many female warriors who admire General Ma Wu greatly. If General Ma Wu has time, he could visit our Town Martial Office’s base; I’ll make sure you are well-received, even if I’m not there myself, I’ll have my officer treat you warmly."

Ma Wu understood the implication of these words right away.

The reason others didn’t introduce any matches to Ma Wu was because he was too unattractive, and those girls who might match him weren’t interested.

But hearing Zhang San’s words, it seemed his lifelong problem might be resolved at the Town Martial Office.

Indeed, whether it’s Sword South Path or Chuan-Yu Road, it’s said women in these places didn’t have great tempers, and spousal beatings were not uncommon.

Female warriors fought daily, presumably didn’t take great care of their appearance either, so naturally, their demands wouldn’t be high.

Thinking this way, Ma Wu really felt his lifelong problem might be solved at the Town Martial Office.

At this moment, Ma Wu cupped his hands and smiled at Zhang San.

"I am ashamed to say, at almost forty, I am still alone. If Deputy Chief Zhang can help me solve my lifelong problem, I would be grateful forever as a matchmaker!"

Ma Wu said this with a smile to Zhang San and also scanned the other commanders present, revealing a fierce look in his eyes.

Several commanders were frightened, their hands starting to tremble.

After all, Ma Wu was really considered unattractive.

One glare from him was as intimidating as the King of Hell calling out names — who wouldn’t be afraid!

Pei Renwu sensed that something seemed amiss; he had only introduced the first person and Zhang San managed to win him over.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence.

"Great General Zhang, let me introduce this gentleman, he’s an old general of Sword South Path for many years, commanding the largest troop — General Jiang Xiaochuan."

Zhang San immediately cupped his hands to Jiang Xiaochuan.

"I’ve heard of General Jiang’s reputation since I was in the Capital. Speaking of which, your son is of age this year. Is he training in the army yet?"

Jiang Xiaochuan laughed heartily and replied, "My son has indeed been in the military these past two years, but the boy always wants to achieve great things, while there are no major accomplishments to be had in Sword South Path! I just hope he doesn’t stir up trouble under my eyes."

Zhang San immediately said, "My Divine Martial Army is stationed north of the Longyun Path, fending off the Tujue. Although no large-scale battles occur, small skirmishes are common. If General Jiang trusts me, your son could join my Divine Martial Army. Let’s not talk about merits, at least he’ll gain experience, and as the son of General Jiang, a tiger father has no feeble sons. Even if I assign people to watch over him, it won’t hinder his future success!"

Pei Renwu realized the situation was going south drastically!

Jiang Xiaochuan was indeed not young; though commanding many troops and holding high prestige in the military, he was very protective of his late-born son.

He was even willing to let his son leave his side previously, even having him taught by Pei Renwu for half a year.

The problem was Sword South Path was very peaceful, so there wasn’t much room to advance in the military there, yet Jiang Xiaochuan’s son yearned to serve.

Now Zhang San had immediately resolved this difficulty.

Jiang Xiaochuan agreed with a smile, saying he certainly would, but once seated, his expression turned uneasy.

He even removed the Horizontal Blade from his waist and placed it on the ground.

Obviously, he didn’t plan to act against Zhang San for the moment.

Ma Wu was the first, Jiang Xiaochuan was the second.

This Zhang San, he’s something else!

Pei Renwu immediately began introducing the third General Liu Wenchao.

Sure enough, Zhang San quickly chatted about how General Liu Wenchao’s daughter seemed to be getting on in age and asked if she had a suitor.

Mentioning Liu Wenchao made one’s head hurt.

"Don’t laugh at me, Great General Zhang. My daughter is neither here nor there. Despite growing up in the military camp, she just doesn’t like the rough men in the army! You see those scholarly folks—whether they would even consider me aside, I must also find them acceptable! She’s already twenty-six or seven, what should I do?"

Zhang San laughed and said, "If your esteemed daughter is willing, she could come to our Town Martial Office as a Martial Artist. While our martial artists naturally can’t escape the rough types, there are also meticulous people skilled in interrogations and inspections. We even have some handsome, elegant types adept in techniques. With more acquaintances, your esteemed daughter can slowly choose. To be a son-in-law to you, General Liu, I’m afraid those young people in our Town Martial Office would fight tooth and nail for the chance. Hahaha..."

Seeing Liu Wenchao laughing like he just got married again, Pei Renwu knew.

Done!

Another one given away freely!

Pei Renwu didn’t know Zhang San’s abilities, but his words were indeed impressive!

Pei Renwu introduced one after another.

Then, surprisingly found that Zhang San was so well-informed about all the commanders on the Sword South Path.

For those with health issues or hidden injuries, Zhang San said he knew famous doctors.

For those who loved swordsmanship, Zhang San directly suggested they go to the Qing City Sword Sect for casual learning, and if they wanted to learn the three mainstream core sword techniques, they could teach them.

After introducing more than a dozen commanders, everyone looked at Zhang San with much more kindness in their eyes.

After Pei Renwu finished introductions, he smiled and bowed to Zhang San.

"Great General Zhang, this time, it seems you’re well-prepared!"

Zhang San chuckled, naturally understanding the meaning behind Pei Renwu’s words.

"I just prepared some wine. Half of this wine is brewed by some Demon Clan members I encountered while traveling the Longyou Road before. Don’t let their cultural differences fool you; they have remarkable skills in winemaking. Everyone will get to taste it later. Additionally..."

"Some wine was given to me by my sworn sister when I departed from the Capital. Speaking of which, my sworn sister actually has a bit of a connection with you, Grand Commander-in-Chief Pei."

Pei Renwu faintly sensed something amiss.

How could your sister have anything to do with me?

But his curiosity got the better of him: "Who is your sworn sister, Great General Zhang? How does she have a connection with me? I only have one son in the Capital!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang San couldn’t help but laugh.

"Everyone here is no outsider, so I’ll just say it directly. Grand Commander-in-Chief Pei, you don’t mind, right?"

Pei Renwu knew that since the conversation had reached this point, he naturally couldn’t mind.

And since he also didn’t know what Zhang San was about to say, he could only nod, allowing Zhang San to speak.

Zhang San said, "Actually, in the Capital, I’m good friends with the eldest son of Grand Commander-in-Chief Pei. We occasionally drink and chat, and your eldest son often visits my house. In terms of our families, we have a very good relationship."

"Later, through a stroke of fate. My sworn sister met your eldest son’s wife, who is your daughter-in-law, Grand Commander-in-Chief Pei. Upon meeting, they got along extremely well. Then she took her as an adopted daughter."

"So when you calculate it, Grand Commander-in-Chief Pei, although you are much older than me, in terms of seniority, we are actually brothers."

At this moment, Pei Renwu was quite confused.

How did I become related to Zhang San?

Though Pei Renwu didn’t want to rebel, he was loyal to King of Shu Yang Ling and didn’t want to carry the burden of betraying his lord either.

Thus, Pei Renwu always hoped for a way, a way that would compel him to choose, whether institutionally or morally.

This way, he could go with the flow, rather than get caught in a moral dilemma.

And now, what Zhang San said about being relatives, although indeed a method, was still not enough for Pei Renwu.

For a moment, Pei Renwu’s disappointment was noticed by Zhang San.

Zhang San vaguely felt that Pei Renwu really didn’t want to rebel; he just didn’t know what could move Pei Renwu.

"In saying so, I suppose Great General Zhang’s sister must have a magnificent identity, right?"

Long Xutuo, seeing Pei Renwu not responding, added a sentence.

At this moment, Zhang San laughed and said, "My sister’s real name is Yang Lihua. In the past, she was conferred as Princess Changle by Kaihuang, but because she was dissatisfied with Kaihuang, she self-styled as Chamber Head Changle."

Having said this, Zhang San bowed to Pei Renwu, whose face was full of shock.

"So when you calculate, Grand Commander-in-Chief Pei, you can really be considered a relative of the imperial family."

At this moment, Pei Renwu’s face was full of shock, feeling like his mind could barely handle it anymore.

What the heck!?

I damn well was an imperial relative!?