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

Chapter 152: Confucian Sage Dharma? !
The yard was very quiet.

Dad just stared blankly at the image above Zeng Anmin’s head.

He had seen or heard of countless Confucian and Taoist teachings.

But he had only heard of one person as strange as Zeng Anmin.

"Confucian... Saint... Dharma... Prime Minister!!"

Dad stared at the Dharma image intently.

These four words seemed to be squeezed out from the throat.

Zeng Anmin saw his father’s flushed face.

His eyes blinked gently.

"No, the legendary Confucian saint's Dharma image is the color of red gold, accompanied by six instruments..."

Dad stroked the beard on his chin.

There was an unknown light flickering in his eyes.

"Can the six instruments be taken back?"

After a long time, the old man stared at Zeng Anmin and asked.

Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

The thought moved slightly.

"Shh!"

He took back all the six Confucian instruments into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Only the Dharma image emitting a faint golden light was left, looking down upon the world.

Seeing this scene, Dad slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked towards Zeng Anmin and said:
"In the future, do not display your Dharma form unless it is absolutely necessary, and do not use the six instruments unless it is a crisis."

Zeng Anmin's eyes also became serious:
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"By the way, Dad, can you tell me about the small meeting in the Imperial Study today?"

He came and sat down in front of his father.

Fold your arms and cross your legs.

Dad didn't care about his behavior. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Huang Yuangao's death cannot be concealed."

"Dragon Survey Map..."

At this point, Dad looked at Zeng Anmin with a complicated expression and said:

"Although the world does not know the true secret of the Dragon Map, they only know that it is a top-grade martial arts map of Fengqi Road."

"In your majesty's eyes, the demon tribe and the Eastern Church stole the Dragon Map together and killed Huang Yuangao, which was an extremely offensive provocation to our Great Saint Dynasty."

"Your Majesty wanted to use this incident to question the Jiang Kingdom, but the Jiang Kingdom's empress had just taken over the government, and the people in Jiang Kingdom were unstable at that time. Given the empress's temperament, she would probably just send some tribute..."

"The rebels in Jiang Country will never let the Empress handle this matter so easily."

"So if nothing unexpected happens, I'm afraid there will be a war between our Great Saint Dynasty and Jiang Country."

"Whether we win or lose this battle is not important. What is important is that without this battle, Your Majesty will not be able to give Shilin an explanation."

After Dad finished speaking, his eyes were gloomy:
"The demon tribe and the Eastern Cult are roasting your majesty on the fire."

Zeng Anmin listened very carefully.

Although he did not care about these state affairs, he could not be ignorant of them.

“But I always feel that things are not that simple.”

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly.

His hand slowly touched his chin, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

"hehe."

I saw Zeng Anmin in deep thought.

A smile appeared on Dad's face.

He slowly stood up and stood in the middle of the yard, then looked at Zeng Anmin with appreciation and said:

“That’s certainly the case on the surface.”

At this point, Dad narrowed his eyes, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes:

"I think that the alliance between the Eastern Religion and the demon race was most likely approved by the empress."

"With tacit consent?!"

Zeng Anmin raised his head suddenly and looked towards his father.

Is there any conspiracy behind this?
Dad took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes:
"The war must be fought, but where it will be fought depends on how the Empress controls it."

"The Eastern Religion is the national religion of Jiang State, just like the Xuanzhen Division of our Great Saint Dynasty."

The old man slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked into the distance, and his voice was inexplicably gloomy:
"In Jiang State, there are many people who do not obey the Empress, and the most obvious one is the Southern King of Jiang State's East County."

"The Southern Prince is the empress's uncle, but his fiefdom is in Jiangguo Dongjun, in the northeast of Jiangguo. The previous emperor of Jiangguo died suddenly, and the Southern Prince was too far away from the capital, so the empress took advantage of the opportunity and took the throne in one fell swoop."

"And the Southern King must be unwilling to accept this. In my opinion, the plot regarding the death of Kanlongtu and Huang Yuangao is most likely a conspiracy promoted by the Southern King to undermine the Empress's plan to show goodwill to our Great Saint Dynasty."

"He's just a crude warrior, he has no brains after all."

Dad sneered: "He thinks that everyone in the world is too simple."

"Oh?"

Zeng Anmin listened attentively: "Please teach me, father."

Dad curled his lips slightly.

boy.

So what if you have a strong talent for Confucianism and Taoism?

When it comes to human relationships, worldly wisdom, and political intrigue, don't you have to listen carefully?

"cough."

Zeng Shilin coughed, raised his head with a proud look, stroked his beard and said:
"Although the empress came to the throne illegitimately, she worked diligently and devoted herself to government affairs every day. As a woman, she managed the Jiang Kingdom to be relatively stable, which is enough to prove that she is shrewd."

"Although the leader of the Eastern Sect, Dongfang Cang, is in seclusion, his eldest disciple is now the leader of the sect and is also the empress's right-hand man. It would be very difficult to hide the affairs of the Eastern Sect from her."

"The Queen is most likely aware of the Southern Prince's collusion with the Eastern Cult."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly. "So if nothing unexpected happens, the empress will most likely point all the blame at those Eastern Religion spies for instigating the Southern King to collude with the demon clan."

"And the Southern King's fiefdom borders the southernmost part of the Monster Clan's Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain."

"If my Great Saint Dynasty sends out troops at that time, the Empress will definitely offer an attractive benefit to make my Great Saint Dynasty stop fighting."

Zeng Anmin took a breath, then he suddenly looked up at his father, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

His voice even trembled a little:

"This tempting benefit is most likely... ceding land!!"

"Cut off the fiefdom of King Nan of Jiang State!!"

"This way, our Great Saint Dynasty can not only avenge Huang Yuangao under a legitimate reason, but also gain a piece of territory to control the demon race for free!"

"Moreover, the Empress's actions can resolve the crisis of our Great Saint Dynasty sending out troops without sacrificing a single soldier."

"More importantly, the Southern King, who is a great threat to us, will also be defeated by the troops of our Holy Dynasty!"

"one stone two bird!"

"This empress..."

Zeng Anmin's eyes sparkled with extremely shocking brilliance.

The Great Saint Dynasty wants to use Huang Yuangao’s death to send troops to our Jiang State?

Okay, I'll let you go.

Not only will I ask you to send troops, I will also give you a huge piece of cake!

Now, you can send out your soldiers and get rid of your anger.

You can also get huge benefits after joining the army.

do you want?

Dad looked at Zeng Anmin with great surprise.

He really couldn't think of it.

I just gave my eldest son the beginning, and he was able to lay out all the details so clearly.

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

Sure enough, the power struggles between countries are always accompanied by careful consideration.

"Everyone is happy."

After Zeng Anmin said these four words, he kept silent.

I couldn't calm down for a long time.

The old man frowned, slowly closed his eyes, and spoke in a heavy voice:

"The Queen's move was indeed brilliant."

"She has seen clearly that even if our Great Saint Dynasty sends troops to Jiang Country, it will only waste money and effort without any benefit. It is better to take advantage of her intention and gain a territory."

"But don't forget, through Huang Yuangao's case, you can also see that the Southern King of Jiang State colluded with the demon clan and the Eastern Religion. This is not a rumor, it is a fact."

"That is to say, if our Great Saint Dynasty sends troops to attack the Southern King, we will be facing more than just the Southern King."

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly:
"There are demon tribes too?!"

"Correct."

The old man took a deep breath and said, "So, if Your Majesty really wants to send troops, you must consider it carefully."

Zeng Anmin pondered for a while.

Then he slowly raised his head, considered for a while and said slowly:

"But there is no way to deal with this matter. If we really send troops to Jiang State in the name of Huang Yuangao's death, it will be a thankless task."

"Not only will it ruin the alliance between our Great Saint Dynasty and Jiang Country, but when the two human races fight, the one that benefits will be the demon race."

"So attacking the Southern King's fiefdom is the best option for our Great Saint Dynasty."

Speaking of this, Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and said:
"If the demons are honest, that's fine. If not, I'll just test the effectiveness of my Mandarin Duck Formation!"

Dad sighed:

"How can it be that simple to send troops? Dean Shi and Ji Qing are both in the northern border fighting against monsters."

A familiar figure appeared in Zeng Anmin's mind.

He looked up at his father, blinked and said:
"Are you worried about the lack of a general in the court?"

"I remember there is another person in the court who can take on this role, Duke Tian Ji of Wei!"

"As for Tian Ji's appointment as the King of the Southern Expedition, he must select a great Confucianist or Taoist to follow him to guard against the demon tribe..."

Zeng Anmin thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head, a smile appeared on his face and he said:

"As a great scholar, I think Qin Shoucheng is capable of taking on this task!"

Although my father is a third-rank Confucian scholar, he has just established himself in the court and is not suitable for going to war.

Therefore, Qin Shoucheng is the most suitable person to be the great scholar of the Imperial Academy!

Besides, Qin Shoucheng is my father's man. If he can gain some merits from this battle...

Then dad’s arms will be much stronger!

Hear his words.

Dad's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Then he looked at Zeng Anmin deeply.

Zeng Anmin felt a little scared being stared at.

After a long time, Dad finally smiled:

"What you said coincides with what my father said."

"hey-hey."

Zeng Anmin smiled complacently.

The father and son were chatting happily.

Then I heard the servant come to report:
"Master, Qin Shoucheng from the Imperial College is here with his only daughter."

? ?
Zeng Anmin and his father looked at each other.

Such a coincidence? ?

Speak of the devil, right?

"It's just right. I will talk to him about sending troops."

A smile flashed in Dad's eyes.

"Then let's go to the main hall?"

"it is good."

…………

"hehe."

Qin Shoucheng's face was flushed with rosy glow, and the smile on his face had never faded since he entered the Shangshu Mansion.

It's hard not to wonder if he got some good news.

"sit down."

The old man glanced at Qin Shoucheng calmly and said:

"No one comes to visit you for no reason. What brings you here today, old man?"

After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the table and blew gently.

"Why do you drink all the good tea for yourself?"

Qin Shoucheng did not answer immediately, but looked at his father with dissatisfaction as he sipped tea.

"Give me a pot to quench my thirst."

Dad glanced at him with disdain:
"The younger generation is still here, and they can't control their mouths."

Qin Wanyue and Zeng Anmin seemed a little out of place standing in front of these two old guys.

"I won't argue with you."

Qin Shoucheng raised his chin and a smile returned to his face.

His rosy face looked quite naive.

Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue with an inquiring look.

Obviously, this look is asking, what happened to your old man?
Qin Wanyue's face blushed slightly.

She pursed her lips.

Then he lowered his head, not daring to look Zeng Anmin in the eye.

? ?
This strange scene made Zeng Anmin's scalp tingle?

what's the situation? ?

Why is Sister Qin behaving like this?

Could it be that this old man is here to propose marriage? ?

This is this...

Zeng Anmin felt his throat dry as he looked at Qin Wanyue, who was lowering her head in embarrassment.

However, before he could think more.

Then he heard Qin Shoucheng looking at him with dissatisfaction:
"Boy, why haven't you come to the Imperial College these days? What's going on?"

"What? You learned everything?"

Having said that, Qin Shoucheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zeng Anmin with some hostility.

Zeng Anmin scratched his head and looked at Qin Shoucheng innocently:
"The student went to Jiangnan."

"But didn't you ask for leave before leaving?"

"Look!" Qin Shoucheng pointed at Zeng Anmin without hiding anything, and then looked at Qin Wanyue with a look of disappointment:
"What do you think of his attitude? Is his purpose of skipping classes for no reason to go to Jiangnan for fun?!"

"You're still thinking about this kid all day, and you want to ask your father ten times a day why he hasn't come yet..."

But there was a very sour taste in these words.

"father!!"

Qin Wanyue's face had turned as red as an apple.

She bit her lip, looked at Qin Shoucheng, and stamped her feet.

Then he met Zeng Anmin's astonished gaze.

He quickly lowered his head and looked at his shoes.

……

This scene was seen by my father.

Zeng Shilin also looked at Zeng Anmin in surprise.

Then, a smile appeared in those eyes.

There was a hint of teasing in his smile.

Miss Sai from Xuanzhensi.

Wanyue from Old Man Qin’s family.

Who will be the next...?
"Well, I'm not here to ask you that today."

Qin Shoucheng raised his head, looked at his father proudly and said:
"You should know that Quan Fu cannot condense a Dharma image to the fifth level even though he has realized the six arts due to the special problems in his sea of ​​consciousness, right?"

Dad looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's good to be gifted, but it's a pity that so many talented people are surpassed by those who come later."

Qin Shoucheng sighed, but still couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He raised his head suddenly, looked towards Qin Wanyue, and then said proudly:
"My only daughter, yesterday she understood the Confucian teachings and clarified her heart. Now she has been promoted to the sixth rank."

"Moreover, she has been immersed in the "Music Theory" of the Six Arts since she was young. She only needs to master the Music Theory to condense the Dharma Image and enter the fifth level!"

At this point, he even looked at his father with some gloating and said:
"It's a pity that I don't know when Quan Fu will have the chance to enter the fifth rank."

"What a shame, what a pity!"

Having said that, Qin Shoucheng turned around and looked at Zeng Anmin encouragingly:

"But you don't need to be discouraged. Although you don't know how long it will take for you to enter the fifth rank, once you enter the fifth rank, your foundation will be beyond the reach of other Confucian cultivators."

……

Hear what he said.

Dad and Zeng Anmin looked at each other.

There was a strange look on each of their faces.

So this old man came here today to show off? ?
(End of this chapter)