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

Chapter 142 Crisis, Silent

Zeng Anmin looked at the three entries in front of him.

There was a flicker of struggle in his eyes.

First, the first [risky move]

It's really adventurous.

Although I drew a little giant with a lifespan of fifty years last time.

But he couldn't guarantee that even if he added those fifty years, his remaining life span would not be a hundred years.

Even if there was, he wouldn't dare to gamble.

Very simple.

If it were in a game, lifespan wouldn't be valuable, so at most you could just click on the next one.

But this is a real world, and if it’s gone, it might really be gone.

As for that [Anti-Toxin], it's useless.

Too little bonus.

It doesn't play any key role.

He pondered for a moment.

Directly choose [Slow Epiphany]

This option seemed to him the most stable one.

Have had the experience of [rapid enlightenment].

He really understood how incredible the insight this entry gave him was.

Although it's only one hour.

But one hour is enough!
Use this hour to fully attack Confucianism.

It is definitely enough for one to master all six arts of a gentleman.

By then, he will be able to enter the fifth rank of Confucianism and Taoism in a manner unprecedented in the past and unparalleled in the future! !

The fifth rank of Confucianism where a gentleman has mastered all six arts! !

Ordinary people who practice Confucianism only need to learn the six arts of a gentleman to enter the Tao.

And he will be the first Confucian practitioner in history to master all six arts!
What kind of attitude would that be?
How strong will the foundation be?

Finally, he took another look at the "Yuanyang Qin" in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was formed by the lavender righteous energy.

Zeng Anmin slowly opened his eyes.

"Ok?"

He saw that all the students had a glimmer of fear in their eyes.

Liu Xian behind him was also looking at Zeng Anmin in doubt:
"Brother Quan Fu, you just...learned from the Dao of Music?!"

"That's right!"

Li Lianting stood up from his seat, stared at Zeng Anmin, and walked in front of Zeng Anmin in a few steps.

Looking at him was like admiring a rare treasure.

The voice was trembling with excitement:

"Zeng Anmin, just now I used the music theory of the ten-stringed zither to play the piece "Border Moon" that I played!"

Zeng Anmin just smiled and scratched his head:

"Perhaps the experience in the illusion was too real. When I was playing just now, I thought of leading the army to fight against the demon soldiers in the illusion, so I had some insights."

At this point, he sighed:

"If I were not only at the seventh rank of Confucianism and Taoism, with insufficient foundation, I would probably be able to enter the fifth rank with this entry into Taoism."

"Pity."

The words fell.

Everyone was speechless.

Some even looked bitter.

This... the gap is really too big.

"Haha, it's okay. You have already mastered the three arts. You just need to practice step by step. When you are promoted to the sixth level one day, you can choose one art as your main one and then you can smoothly enter the fifth level and condense the Dharma image."

Li Lianting had a very gentle smile on his face.

That was exactly like the expression a teacher has when he sees the top student in the class.

He even consoled himself:
"If you have any questions about advancing to the sixth rank, you can come and ask me at any time. When you advance to the sixth rank, I can personally protect you and help you advance to the fifth rank in one fell swoop."

"Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Zeng Anmin had a very sincere smile on his face.

Master, you guessed wrong!

This disciple has already entered the sixth level, but cannot enter the fifth level because his sea of ​​consciousness is too vast.

Qin Wanyue, one of the people in the know, blinked and looked at Zeng Anmin.

She knew that Zeng Anmin was already a sixth-rank official.

But I never expected that although Brother Quan Fu has already mastered the three arts, he still has not been promoted to the fifth level of Dharma-condensing!

What is this concept?
The ancient sub-sages only condensed two of the six arts...

She opened her mouth.

I want to ask a question.

But considering there were so many people here, he kept his mouth shut.

Finally, the class ended.

Before leaving, Li Lianting specifically reminded Zeng Anmin that if he encountered any questions he didn't understand, he must come to him for help.

Zeng Anmin naturally agreed.

Everyone can see that Zeng Anmin has become a popular figure in the Imperial College.

Li Lianting is not the only one who teaches "Music Theory".

Other teachers have the same attitude.

Everyone is convinced that with Zeng Anmin's current talent, he will at least be recorded in history books as a great poet who will go down in history!

Especially after the Illusion Array Imperial Examination was over.

The four big characters "great achievements" were engraved on the stone wall above the examination room!

This means that Zeng Anmin’s abilities are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Plus his origin...

With so many halos surrounding him, he is now the most dazzling star among all the students in Beijing!

"What would you like to eat, Brother Quan?"

After leaving the classroom, Zeng Anmin went for a walk on the grass of the Imperial College.

Following behind him were Liu Xian and Qin Wanyue.

Because of Zeng Anmin’s relationship.

Qin Wanyue and Liu Xian also gained considerable fame.

In addition, Qin Wanyue was the daughter of a great scholar, and she herself was very talented and knowledgeable, and she was almost a master of music theory.

She is also known as a talented woman.

Needless to say, Liu Xian's reputation as a begonia has long spread in the capital.

After entering the Imperial College, he followed Zeng Anmin and became famous.

Wherever the three of them went, students would take the initiative to make way for them and greet them.

"whatever."

Zeng Anmin yawned nonchalantly.

Ever since Ren Weizhi fell.

His mentality was extremely stable.

There is nothing important happening in the court now.

Dad's influence in the court is much stronger than before.

He can live peacefully as a second-generation rich man who enjoys a life of sensual pleasures.

"I'm tired of eating the food from the Imperial College."

Zeng Anmin touched his chin, really not knowing where to eat.

"Why not... go somewhere nice?"

Liu Xian raised his eyebrows at Zeng Anmin, then patted his chest and said:

"I guarantee that Brother Quan Fu has never been there."

"Oh?"

Zeng Anmin looked at Liu Xian's smirk and instantly understood what Liu Xian was thinking.

Since crossing over, he has been the King of Ganjiang, the King of Ganqi, and the King of Ganren...

Now, life is finally stable.

He really wanted to experience the lighter side of this world.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at Qin Wanyue, and frowned:
"Isn't this bad?"

Qin Wanyue also frowned and looked at Liu Xian:

"Where do you want to take Brother Quan Fu?"

There was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

She was seventeen years old, so she knew everything.

Liu Xian uttered a "hate" and waved his hand nonchalantly:

"It's nothing more than a lively market. Many of the vendors sell very delicious food."

"There are too many people at the market, so it's not convenient to bring Sister Qin with me."

Then Liu Xian suddenly reacted, blinked, looked at Qin Wanyue with a suspicious look and asked back:
"Where does Sister Qin think I want to take Brother Quan Fu?"

Qin Wanyue's pretty face froze slightly, then turned red. She pursed her lips:

"No."

"hehe."

Liu Xian gave Zeng Anmin an imperceptible smirk.

Zeng Anmin also secretly gave a thumbs up.

"That's fine. After getting used to the greasy food, it's good to experience the mundane world."

Zeng Anmin agreed immediately.

And he followed Liu Xian and walked towards the gate of the Imperial College.

"Sister Qin, please go back first. I'll bring you some food when you come to the academy tomorrow!"

Zeng Anmin waved his hand, and then he and Liu Xian slowly disappeared from Qin Wanyue's sight. …………

After the two of them left the Imperial College.

Looking at the hustle and bustle of the street, Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

Clear air.

The taste of freedom.

Indulging in sensual pleasures, and keeping hawks and dogs at bay.

I can finally live the peaceful life that a young master should live!
however.

He was just about to get into the carriage with Liu Xian.

Then I saw a familiar figure riding a horse towards me.

"Hey!!"

The horse just stopped at the gate of the Imperial College, and Dachun turned over beautifully and got off the horse.

After taking a quick glance.

Zeng Anmin looked into his eyes.

day!
Zeng Anmin saw the extremely solemn look on Dachun's face.

A bad feeling emerged in my heart.

I was just thinking about living the life of a second-generation rich kid, and now something bad is going to happen again? ?
"Master!!"

Dachun walked straight towards Zeng Anmin.

"what happened?"

Zeng Anmin frowned deeply.

Dachun was about to answer, but when he noticed Liu Xian beside him, he said seriously:
"The master asked you to return home immediately."

"My father?"

Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Dachun seriously:

"What happened?"

"This... you should ask the master in person after returning home."

No matter how stupid Dachun is, he knows that some things can be said in front of outsiders, but some things must be kept strictly confidential.

"Brother Liu..." Zeng Anmin set his gaze on Liu Xian.

"Brother Quan Fu, just go."

Liu Xian also felt the solemn atmosphere.

He nodded and said, "Some other day is fine."

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin didn't hesitate, he picked up his little green horse and climbed up.

"drive!!"

On the road.

Zeng Anmin looked at Dachun, his eyes flashing with solemnity:
"What happened?"

Dachun did not dare to delay and began to tell the story while riding on his horse.

…………

Let’s go back to noon today.

royal palace.

early morning.

After almost dealing with all the matters, Emperor Jianhong announced his retirement from court.

Unexpectedly, a rider on a fast horse came to Beijing from the south.

He hurried towards the palace.

"Report!! Fengqi Road Governor Huang Yuangao was stabbed to death in Xuanjingsi!!!"

A long report like a thunderclap stunned all the ministers in the court.

Emperor Jianhong frowned, his face gloomy. He sat on the dragon throne, leaning forward, staring at the messenger:

"Huang Yuangao is dead?!"

Governor-General of Liangjiang!

Former Minister of War.

A loyal and faithful minister of the Great Saint Dynasty!

"This is the file compiled by Liu Ji, the head of Liangjiang County. Please have a look, Your Majesty."

The messenger was already out of breath, dusty and his face was pale.

He spoke in a weak voice.

It was obvious that he was eating, drinking, defecating and urinating all the time while on the road and had never gotten off his horse.

Emperor Jianhong looked extremely gloomy.

Without saying a word, he took the file handed over by the messenger from the eunuch.

He looked at the file quietly, reading word by word.

The entire hall fell into silence.

A second-rank official was assassinated and died in the yamen.

These few words were like a loud slap in the face.

He slapped Emperor Jianhong hard in the face.

No, not just Emperor Jianhong, tens of thousands of officials from the entire Great Saint Dynasty from top to bottom had their faces smashed by this assassin.

A depressing atmosphere gathered in the court.

Emperor Jianhong had not uttered a word at this time.

But everyone knew that this was just a moment of calm before the rainstorm.

A heinous case!

This is a heinous and monstrous case of an extremely bad nature!!

…………

"Bang!!!"

Emperor Jianhong slapped the dragon throne with his hand.

He raised his head slowly, his eyes revealing an extremely fierce and oppressive look.

All the officials in the court paused involuntarily.

"Black. Cat. Wu. Fu."

These words came out of Emperor Jianhong's mouth.

As these four words came out.

Zeng Shilin's hand hidden under his sleeve trembled slightly.

who? ?

He even felt like there was something wrong with his ears.

Black Cat Warrior? ?
Isn't that the big one?!

Could it be that someone assassinated Mr. Huang in the name of Black Cat Warrior?
In terms of seniority, my father should indeed call Huang Yuangao "Mr. Huang".

"May I ask, Your Majesty, if I may take a look at the files?"

Regarding the surprise and suspicion of the ministers.

Prime Minister Li Zhen behaved quite naturally. He slowly straightened his clothes, raised his eyes, walked in front of Emperor Jianhong, and slowly bowed.

"Circulate it."

Emperor Jianhong nodded calmly and handed the file to the eunuch.

"Yes."

The young eunuch took the file with both hands respectfully and handed it to Li Zhen.

Li Zhen narrowed his eyes and finished reading the file in his hand.

Then it was passed to the next minister.

There was a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

Soon, the file was circulated to my father.

Dad took a deep breath.

He unfolded the file and read it carefully word by word.

[In the 13th year of Jianhong, on the sixth day of the fourth month, the Black Cat Warrior killed two spies from the Jiang State at the hour of Yin at night, preventing the thunder powder from detonating the Jishui Weir, thus saving the people from the flood and fire.]

[In the 13th year of Jianhong, on the night of April 12, at 11:00 p.m., a fire broke out in the South Courtyard of the Xuanjingsi. All officials rushed to put out the fire. The fire was extinguished at 11:00 p.m., and all officials returned to the North Courtyard to report. Governor Huang died suddenly in the courtyard, and blood was all over the floor.]

[The formation in the courtyard was triggered, and the thief disappeared, leaving only half of his head mask on the ground. ]

【County Magistrate Liu Ji led the Xuanjing Division to hunt down the thief but to no avail.】

After reading it, Zeng Shilin slowly handed it to the official beside him.

Then he fell into deep thought.

It is now April 17th.

Huang Yuangao died on April 12th.

Only five days later, the files were delivered to the capital.

It is obvious that after his death, messengers rushed to bring the news.

It is difficult to get any information about this case just by looking at the files.

Everyone was lost in thought.

Emperor Jianhong swept his gaze towards everyone, his eyes flashing with a rage like thunder:
"What do you think of this case, my dear ministers?"

His tone was relatively calm.

But everyone can hear the restlessness beneath the calm.

No one stepped forward at the first opportunity.

Everyone's eyes were turned to Prime Minister Li Zhen who was standing there motionless.

Li Zhen naturally knew that he had to stand up and set an example at this time.

"Your Majesty, I remember that the person who stopped Jishui Weir from bombing Leifen was Bai Tidu, wasn't he?"

Li Zhen frowned at this time, raised his head and looked at Emperor Jianhong, thinking:

"When did you become the 'Black Cat Warrior'?"

The words came out.

Dad’s heart sank!
The crisis comes silently!

(End of this chapter)