My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 141: "Music" into Taoism, new entries
Emperor Jianhong stood up and waved his hand, his voice full of majesty:
"Immediately draft a letter and send it to the Northern Frontier, ordering Ji Qing and Shi Fucheng to select 3,000 soldiers and start training the army immediately."

After he finished speaking, a light of great desire flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low:
"I really need a hearty victory to boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians of my Great Saint Dynasty!!"

"If it really works..."

After saying this, Emperor Jianhong looked at Zeng Anmin's slowly disappearing back, with a hint of smile in his voice:
"I'm afraid I'll need another 'Demon Slayer General'!"

The words fell.

Tian Ji's body shook violently.

He looked at Emperor Jianhong in disbelief.

I didn't expect that Zeng Anmin's expectation in Emperor Jianhong's mind was actually...

The demon-conquering general!
Being well-versed in history, he knew that the first person to be given this title was... the Confucian Sage!
…………

north.

The wind was blowing hard and the sky was filled with yellow sand.

It was April.

The strong winds in the north are like knives, pressing against people's exposed skin.

The demon clan is divided into two regions, north and south.

The Wan Yao Mountains are located above the Kyushu continent, like an endlessly spreading dragon.

It spreads from the far south to the far north.

Sometimes demons rob people living on the border.

The demon tribe from the extreme south was firmly held back by the Jiang Kingdom.

In the far north, the Great Saint Dynasty sent troops to suppress it.

Shunan City.

An ancient border city.

It is located two hundred miles south of Wangkong Mountain in the northern part of the Wan Yao Mountains in the northern border of the Holy Dynasty.

"kill!!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!"

In Shun'an City, the shouts of thirty thousand soldiers shook the sky.

This solemn and murderous team is conducting a military drill.

On the high platform.

A middle-aged man with a height of eight feet and a white face and no beard looked calmly at the army training below the stage.

This person was wearing only a single piece of lavender clothing in the strong wind.

The wind was so strong that it couldn't even blow up his hair.

He has a square face and a very high nose, which highlights his sharpness.

A pair of eyes are like stars, sparkling with bright light.

On his waist hung an extremely ordinary sword.

Even if he was dressed very ordinary in the crowd, he would still attract people's attention at first sight.

He is the head of the Imperial City Department, and is now sent to the northern border to suppress the demon tribe. He is now the first general of the Great Sage, Ji Qing.

"General Ji, there is a message coming from the court."

A voice came respectfully.

A deputy general knelt on one knee and respectfully presented a secret letter with both hands.

Ji Qing shifted his gaze from the soldiers and horses under the platform to the secret letter.

He took the secret letter expressionlessly.

Tear open the wax and pull out a piece of letter paper as thin as a cicada's wing.

After slowly opening.

His eyes glanced lightly at the secret letter.

Seeing the contents of the secret letter, his brows furrowed deeply.

The voice murmured slowly:

"A military formation that improves the fighting power in the mountains?"

His murmur was low.

So quiet that only he could hear it.

After a long while, he shifted his gaze from the secret letter to the deputy general kneeling on the ground:
"You take care of the military."

"Yes."

……

Ji Qing took the secret letter and walked towards the bottom of the platform.

Soon, he came down from the platform and headed towards a large tent.

After entering the big tent.

He waved his hand and drove all the soldiers out of the tent.

After making sure that there was no one else in the tent, he lit the candle with a serious expression.

Then, put the secret letter on the fire.

Not long after.

The secret letter has changed.

The densely packed small characters on it disappeared.

Gradually it turned into three patterns.

Each pattern is marked with small words.

"Mandarin duck formation?"

Ji Qing frowned and looked at the markings carefully.

When he saw that the person’s name was marked as “Tian Ji”.

His eyes became more serious.

Tian Ji, the number one man in the Great Sage Dynasty’s army.

My ancestor was a founding general who followed Taizu to conquer the world and was known as the "Military Genius".

His ability in military formation and leading troops is no less than Ji Qing's.

Without any hesitation, he read through all three pictures bit by bit.

However, the more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed:
"If equal forces fight, will all the demon armies be destroyed?"

"When did the Duke of Wei become so unreliable?"

He has been in the northern border for three years. How could he not know the fighting power of the demon tribe in the mountains?
Not to mention that we can annihilate the demon clan with the same force, even if we can exchange one for one, it is just bragging!

After a long time, he slowly raised his head.

His eyes became dim.

"A letter from the court?"

A voice suddenly sounded in the tent.

Although the voice is old, it is extremely powerful.

Ji Qing's expression darkened slightly.

Then he turned around expressionlessly and fixed his eyes on the old man in front of him.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face, and his white beard reached all the way down to his chest.

He was dressed in white, and although his face was old, the aura as vast as the abyss exuded the elegance of a well-educated man.

The current president of Qilin Academy in the Great Sage Dynasty.

The second level of Confucian and Taoist cultivation.

Known as the number one Confucian cultivator in the world today, Shi Bailin.

"Dean Shi."

Ji Qing slowly raised his head, looked at Shi Bailin indifferently, and then gently threw the secret letter in his hand towards Shi Bailin.

The secret letter flew towards Shi Bailin slowly like a butterfly.

"hehe."

Shi Bailin chuckled, and the extremely powerful and majestic energy in his body emerged in his hands.

It's just a matter of thought.

The secret letter that was like a butterfly fell into his hands. He did not read the letter immediately, but glanced at Ji Qing with a half-smile:
"Confucianism is the realm of destiny, and the power of God is unfathomable. Why do you always have to test it?"

After saying that, he glanced at the secret letter.

Then he flipped his hand lightly.

The secret letter fell to the ground suddenly like a heavy object.

"scoff~"

In an instant, the secret letter turned into ashes without any warning.

When Shi Bailin saw this scene, he slowly frowned and looked up.

Look directly into Ji Qing's eyes.

He didn't say anything, but his face showed extreme dissatisfaction.

The two looked at each other calmly.

An extremely strange atmosphere was brewing in this big tent.

"Haha!! I was just joking with Dean Shi, why are you so angry?"

Ji Qing suddenly laughed, waved his hand, and then changed the subject:

"Did Dean Shi also read the secret letter just now? The military formation annotated by Duke Ningguo is called the Mandarin Duck Formation."

"If this formation is used in the army, it can ensure that in battles in the mountains, our Great Saint Dynasty soldiers are not inferior to the demon army."

"Your Majesty has ordered us to immediately train 3,000 Yuanyang troops for a trial battle."

"What does Dean Shi think?"

……

Shi Bailin glanced at Ji Qing's face indifferently.

"I am watching with the eyes of your own son."

He used the most elegant tone and spoke the most vulgar words.

After saying that, he walked out of the tent.

When we reached the door of the tent, the tightly closed door opened automatically.

Until Dean Shi's body disappeared in the tent.

His old voice reached Ji Qing's ears:

"This will not happen again. If you use your martial arts energy against me again, you, Ji Qing, will not live."

……

Ji Qing's face turned red and white.

Everyone knows that Ji Qing was born a eunuch. Where did his son come from?
After a long moment, he squinted his eyes.

There was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Old man..."

He wanted to curse.

But the next moment, the pupils on his face shook violently.

I saw a ball of ash slowly rising from the ground.

"Shh!"

The skill of dizzying mind.

Restore it to its original state and resynthesize the secret letter.

Then it slowly floated from the ground to Ji Qing's hand.

Ji Qing's face turned a little pale.

…………

"The Confucian and Taoist method of controlling qi?"

Zeng Anmin blinked and looked at Li Lianting, the music theory teacher in front of him.

"Of course."

Li Lianting looked at the students with a smile.

At this time, all the students were confused.

Zeng Anmin was in the first row at this time.

Ever since he achieved "great achievements" in the magic array, his name has spread far and wide.
All the teachers in the college wanted to treat him like a treasure.

Every time a teacher came to this school, he would ask the student to sit in front of him before starting the lecture.

Over time.

Zeng Anmin simply changed his seat and sat in the first row.

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

After he changed his position, Qin Wanyue and Liu Xian naturally followed.

"Please explain in detail, Master."

Zeng Anmin listened with a very serious look on his face.

"The Confucian and Taoist methods of controlling qi are not very effective in the middle and lower third ranks."

I saw that Zeng Anmin was drowsy when I usually taught him "Music Theory", but his eyes lit up after I taught him Confucianism and Taoism.

Li Lianting seemed to understand something.

He coughed and began to speak seriously:
“The fourth rank of Confucianism is called the Great Confucian, but it is also called the Great Questioner of the Heart.”

"This heart is asking about the path you have set between heaven and earth."

“That was also the original question.”

"Why do you practice Confucianism? Where do you want to practice it?"

"Only if you can answer this question yourself can you enter the realm of the third-grade firewood carrier."

Li Lianting spoke in a leisurely voice and explained at a leisurely pace, occasionally quoting scriptures to answer questions for all the students.

"Therefore, the fourth rank is also called the Great Questioning of the Heart by us Confucianists."

"But before that, a fifth-grade breakthrough to the fourth-grade must also be done once, which is called a small heart-searching."

"The small inquiry into one's heart is the direction of one's future righteousness, while the big inquiry into one's heart is the path forward for Confucianism."

"Oh~"

Zeng Anmin nodded thoughtfully when he heard this. He looked at Li Lianting with burning eyes and asked:

"Master, could you please explain in detail what this little question is about?"

Li Lianting's expression froze slightly.

He coughed dryly, then smiled awkwardly:
"I am still at the stage of minor inquiry, not even at the fourth level. If you want to know more about this, you can ask Master Qin."

In the Imperial College, Qin Shoucheng was a fourth-rank scholar.

Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched slightly.

"In this class, we will continue with the music theory course."

Li Lianting seemed to want to quickly end this embarrassing question.

He waved his hand and called over two servants.

Bring a long harp.

"Have you done any piano repairing these days?"

Master Li looked towards the students.

"Fixed."

Zeng Anmin nodded calmly.

With the help of Qin Wanyue, he did not realize the way of "joy".

But the skill of playing the ten-stringed harp was growing rapidly.

The pair of small hands were extremely skilled at plucking, twisting and pulling the strings.

Even Qin Wanyue couldn't help but admire him, saying that his skills on the ten-string harp were unique.

About this question.

Zeng Anmin's old face just blushed.

There's no special trick, it's just that I dated more girls in my previous life.

"Haha, I will play the song "Border Moon" for you again. Please listen carefully."

Li Lianting raised his eyebrows slightly, and a charming aura emerged from his body.

He has completely mastered the art of "joy".

Every time a piece of piano music is played, it carries meaning.

All the students looked at him intently.

Carefully experience every move of the Master.

"Ding ~"

Li Lianting just plucked the strings lightly, and the pleasant sound reached the ears of all the students.

The solemn and murderous atmosphere of the border leaped out from the sound of the piano.

"Ding ~"

"Ding ~"

The piano sound gradually changes from slow to high.

The pace is getting faster and faster.

"Ding ding ding~"

There was no smile on Li Lianting's face anymore, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

The students also felt their chests becoming increasingly stuffy.

The urgent sound of military battles rang in Zeng Anmin's ears.

Put him in a trance.

He seemed to hear the sound of shouting and killing.

Dream back to the illusion.

In the illusion array, he also led more than forty soldiers to kill the demon tribe.

He wielded the "Wolf Sword" in his hand vigorously, and every strike caused extremely smooth armor-piercing damage to the bloodthirsty demon army.

Blood splattered all over him.

slowly.

Zeng Anmin seemed to understand something.

If you have not had the experience of killing enemies in an illusion array.

He still wouldn't have any understanding of the song "Moon at the Border".

But the experience in the illusion array was extremely real.

Now, he still remembers the soldiers' shouts and screams.

at last.

Zeng Anmin raised his brows.

"Bang!!"

He slammed his hand on the ten-stringed harp on the table.

"Boom~"

His fingers vigorously stroked the ten strings one by one.

"Boom~"

The sound he made was extremely harsh.

It was like wielding a weapon in one's hand and killing the enemy.

"Hi~"

Everyone felt as if their ears were insulted, and they looked at Zeng Anmin with frowns.

At this time, Zeng Anmin was completely unaware of his surroundings.

His hands were still waving randomly over the strings.

He even thought the piano in his hand was a demon.

"kill!!!"

Zeng Anmin shouted loudly and frightened everyone.

Li Lianting also looked at Zeng Anmin in surprise and doubt.

Zeng Anmin had closed his eyes at this time. After he finished shouting, he slapped the body of the piano with his left hand.

"Oh!"

He slapped the guitar hard with his right hand again.

"Oh!"

"Boom!!"

He stroked the ten strings roughly with his hands.

"Boom~"

The sound from the strings was still harsh.

But... it seems to have become a rhythm...

"dong dong dong~"

Zeng Anmin didn't seem to be playing the piano, but rather... beating the drums?!

But he was extremely awkward and would pluck the strings with his hands from time to time.

"This tone... I think... it can be called "Border Moon"?"

Qin Wanyue was a little hesitant, as she recognized the melody Zeng Anmin wanted to play.

But it just feels awkward...

"Om!!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Following Zeng Anmin's "Playing."

The shocking changes that took place in the Haoran Qingqi.

After a long time.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is the Haoran green bow and the pen.

There was another ten-stringed harp!!

At this moment, his righteous spirit was no longer green.

It suddenly turned into light purple!!
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