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

Chapter 163 Zeng Anmin: Could Nan be the empress?

Chapter 163 Zeng Anmin: Could Nan be the empress?
After leaving the military camp, Zeng Anmin headed home.

"came back?"

Dad is taking a day off today.

Did not go to the Ministry of War.

After Zeng Anmin returned home, Qi Bo called him to the study.

"You're looking for me?"

Zeng Anmin sat in front of his father, crossed his legs, held an apple in his hand, took a bite, and then looked at his father.

Zeng Shilin glanced at Zeng Anmin calmly:
"I heard that you were found in the military camp?"

"News from Dad always comes so quickly."

Zeng Anmin gave a thumbs up, then said seriously:

"The Duke of Wei called me there, and I went, but I didn't intend to stay there, so I found an excuse to come back."

"Ah."

Dad nodded and then looked at Zeng Anmin seriously:
"Go ahead and do whatever the military camp has to offer, but remember, don't make friends with anyone."

"And once the Yuanyang Army has helped Tian Ji to train well, they must return directly to the Imperial Academy without any lingering feelings."

"Study hard in the Imperial College and wait for the autumn examination next year."

When Dad said this, his eyes became more serious and his voice became extremely serious:

"You can't give people a handle."

As a Confucian scholar, you should be a good civil servant and don't even think about getting involved in military power.

"I know this."

Zeng Anmin took another bite of the apple, then looked at his father tentatively and asked:
"By the way, father, I heard that His Majesty wants to confer a title on me?"

Hear this.

Dad narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, he nodded slowly: "It was Li Zhen who proposed it."

"Originally, after the secret report of the Yuanyang Army's military exercise was sent from the border, His Majesty's first reaction was to confer an official title on you."

"But Li Zhen stopped me and used this as a way to test me, your Majesty, to match you up with a girl from his clan."

"We haven't offended him, have we?"

When Zeng Anmin heard this, he sat up and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Dad just said that.

He felt the danger.

If my father thought that Li Zhen wanted to recruit him, he would agree to it without hesitation.

I'm afraid Your Majesty will never be able to use my father again in the future!

"Haha, your father noticed it and did not refuse."

The old man chuckled and said, "Then I will take advantage of the situation and suppress your official title. But when this battle is over, I will give you a title according to your military merits."

I thought my eldest son would smile happily when I heard this.

But I didn't expect Zeng Anmin to frown.

Then he suddenly raised his head and cursed, "Duke Wei is fooling me! Dad, just now in the military camp, that guy said that he asked His Majesty to confer a title on me."

"hehe."

The old man smiled faintly, glanced at Zeng Anmin and said:
"What he said is quite correct. His Majesty intends to let him lead the army this time. If he can command the battle properly and enable the Yuanyang Army to exert its full strength, your military achievement will be great."

"So I have to curry favor with him?"

Zeng Anmin breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't have any bad relations with him."

"Ah."

Zeng Shilin waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

"Row."

…………

Go back to your room.

Zeng Anmin was lying on the bed, leaning lazily against it.

I don’t know what’s going on in my mind.

He was just about to turn over.

Then he felt something strange in the space of his sea of consciousness.

[Nan: Is Bei there? I have something to ask you.]

When Zeng Anmin saw the word "Nan" on the virtual shadow of the Kanlongtu.

His brow furrowed.

Why is Nan contacting me at this time?

Zeng Anmin concentrated and wrote on the back of Kanlongtu:

[Bei: Yes, my good brothers from the Tiandao League, it’s been a long time since we last met, I miss you so much! ]

[Huang: Stop talking about it. My father almost beat me to death during this period. I just recovered from my injuries.]

Zeng Anmin couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Huang's words. He coughed and wrote down:

[Bei: Didn’t you mention some secret wilderness last time? How was it? What did you gain? ]

[Huang: I feel worried when I talk about this. Normally, the Wilderness Secret Realm is opened every ten years, but this time it was delayed by a year.]

Zeng Anmin's expression became extremely interesting:

[Bei: So all the beatings you received were in vain? ! ! ]

Huang has not replied...

Zeng Anmin wanted to say something else when he saw Nan's handwriting slowly emerging.

[Nan: Bei, thank you for what happened last time. ]

Seeing this, Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows slightly.

He knew that Nan was talking about preventing the Jishui Weir from being blown up by gunpowder.

So, if that's the case...

Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

Nan should have suspected that he is the "Black Cat Warrior", right?
[Bei: It's just a small favor, no need to thank me. I have already regarded all of you Tiandao League partners as my family.]

No matter what you do, you must first establish your character!

[Nan: I’m ashamed to say that I have something else to trouble you with this time.]

The corner of Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

No, you also know that you are ashamed.

Why don't you give me some benefits first?
Zeng Anmin felt that he had been too nice to Nan, which led Nan to think that he was too easy to bully.

So he just wrote down three words:
【North: You speak first.】

really.

There was a slight change in attitude between the words.

There are some problems on the south side.

After a long while, Nan pondered for a while before slowly writing down:

[Nan: How much do you know about Zeng Anmin?]

After finishing speaking, Nan quickly added:

[Nan: Don't worry, I'm just asking around, I don't have any ill will towards him.]

See this.

Zeng Anmin frowned deeply.

Then his eyes flickered with thought.

"It seems that the South has already doubted the relationship between the North and Zeng Anmin."

"It seems that Nan should have regarded "Black Cat Warrior" and "Zeng Anmin" as friends."

Zeng Anmin stroked his chin and began to think:
"In Nan's impression, Black Cat Wufu is the one who awakened the Xihuangtu."

"Bei wrote "Out of Old Age" when he first appeared."

"Afterwards, he kept asking questions about martial arts in the Tiandao League."

"It was not until the name of Zeng Liangjiang came out that the South began to suspect whether the North had any connection with Zeng Anmin..."

"So the last time Nan asked me for a poem in space, his real purpose should be to test Bei's true identity?!"

"Nan told Bei so much last time, and after she got the news that Black Cat Warrior organized the Eastern Religion to blow up the Jishui Weir, she was certain that Black Cat Warrior was Bei. And because of the song "Out of Old Age", Nan thought that Bei had a very good relationship with Zeng Anmin..."

"Hiss, this Nan is still a little yin coin!"

Zeng Anmin only thought about it for a while and he had already figured out all of Nan's ideas.

I figured out Nan’s idea.

Zeng Anmin twisted his fingers gently.

Then he wrote lightly on the shadow of the dragon map:
【North: Why are you asking him? 】

[Nan: As far as I know, this person is a man of great talent and wisdom. Although he is young, he is already a genius in Confucianism and Taoism.]

【Nan: It would be a pity in life if I could not make friends with such a talented person.】

As the text of Nan appeared.

Zeng Anmin couldn't suppress the smile. "I never thought I would be so famous now?!"

He rubbed the corners of his mouth, which were difficult to suppress, and coughed dryly.

Slowly recalling the chat records.

"It can be seen that Nan has good vision."

Zeng Anmin agreed with his expression: "Moreover, these eight words, great talent, great strategy, and great wisdom, have been running through my entire life."

But he continued to write patiently:
[Bei: I know him, but you are the princess of Jiang after all, and he is the son of an official of our Great Saint Dynasty. I am afraid it is difficult for the two of you to be friends.]

[Nan: Well, that's fine. We're going to have a war soon, and I have some questions about military formations that I'd like to ask him.]

Zeng Anmin frowned tightly.

Military formation?

Mandarin Duck Formation? ! !
His eyes narrowed sharply.

Even though I had thousands of thoughts in my mind, I was afraid that Nan Xin might have doubts, so I continued writing without any delay:

[North: Military formation? What military formation?]

Zeng Anmin's mind was extremely sharp at this time.

The Mandarin Duck Army Formation cannot be concealed.

He knew this since he achieved great success in the imperial examination.

But it wouldn’t spread to Jiang Country so quickly!

Where did Nan get the news?

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and thought carefully.

Maybe it’s Beijing.

It could also be the North!

Well...it doesn't matter where Nan got the news from!
The important thing is...why did she know that there might be a war? ! !
Zeng Anmin suddenly discovered the key point in Nan's sentence! !
"In essence, the Great Saint Dynasty's invasion of the Jiang Kingdom's Southern King's fiefdom was a deal between the Empress and Jianhong."

"But the Empress will never let anyone else in Jiang Country know about this idea!"

"So what she should do now is to make Jiang Kingdom look more peaceful and prosperous, without any signs of war coming!!"

"Because to her, this is essentially her selling out her country, so she can't let anyone know this idea!!"

"If I were the empress, I would use all the power in the country to "hunt down" the Eastern Religion's spies and divert everyone's attention."

"I will keep this matter to myself! I will never tell anyone!"

Zeng Anmin raised his head suddenly, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes:
"Even if it was my own sister, Princess Wencheng, I wouldn't tell her!"

"But Nan just said it."

"Two possibilities."

"First, the Empress trusts Nan, her biological sister, very much."

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and said, "It's possible, but it's unlikely."

Thinking of this, he suddenly revealed an extremely sharp look:

"Secondly, Nan's true identity is actually... the Empress?!!"

A moment!

From the first time I knew Nan until now.

All the memories of Nan flooded into Zeng Anmin's mind.

He suddenly thought of the sentence he saw at the beginning:

[One arm can cut off the eternity, but I can rule the nine states]

All of Nan's abnormal behaviors also emerged.

"Nan has a deep understanding of martial arts and can answer all my questions time and again."

"But as far as I know, Princess Wencheng of Jiang State is not good at martial arts..."

The more he thought about it, the more Zeng Anmin could sense that something was wrong with Nan.

"There is also the matter of 'Zeng Anmin understands military formations'."

"Nan is extremely sensitive to intelligence."

"Yes, yes. The empress of a country, upon learning that there is an army formation that can fight against the monsters in the mountains and inflict minimal casualties..."

"Then she will definitely be anxious!"

"If you rush, you will reveal your flaws!"

Zeng Anmin looked up suddenly and looked at the words slowly emerging on Kanlongtu's back.

[Nan: Actually, I just admire his talent for a long time, I don’t force it.]

[Bei: Well, I will ask him for you when I have the chance. I think he would be very happy if he knew that Princess Wencheng still misses him. Oh, by the way, I also have something to ask you.]

【Nan: What's the matter?】

[Bei: I have a friend who wants to ask how to break through the seventh level of visualization and reach the sixth level of cave emptiness? ]

After Zeng Anmin wrote it down, he stroked his chin and waited quietly for a reply.

The martial arts realm has been stuck for too long.

It's almost May, which means that my martial arts realm has been stuck at the seventh level for nearly half a year!

He had already vaguely sensed some restlessness in his sea of consciousness.

After the righteous energy entered the fifth level of condensed form, it occupied more and more space.

If we don't improve our martial arts aura, this balance may be broken.

He really couldn't say what hidden dangers there would be by then.

[Nan: That’s easy to say. The important sign of a seventh-grade visualization realm breaking through the sixth-grade cave realm is the improvement of spiritual consciousness.]

[Nan: The word "Dongxu" means, as the name suggests, to detect the trajectory of the opponent's attack, avoid it in advance, or even intercept it.]

[Nan: The two bridges of heaven and earth have been opened. What follows is a process of accumulation. Use the aura of martial arts to nourish the sea of consciousness. Cultivate a ray of spiritual consciousness, and you will be able to see through everything.]

……

Soon, Nan explained how to use the aura of martial arts to nourish spiritual consciousness.

Zeng Anmin has benefited a lot.

[Bei: I won’t say thank you, but I’ll buy you a drink if we meet again! ]

【Nan: Haha, I’ll go get busy first. 】

……

With Nan going offline.

Zeng Anmin became more and more certain of his thoughts.

"Nan... is the Empress..."

He took a deep breath.

"Of course, this is just my guess. I'll slowly test it out later."

"Right now, we should cultivate our spiritual consciousness first."

After Zeng Anmin woke up.

Close your eyes again.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"My martial arts aura has accumulated to the peak that a seventh-grade person can reach."

"Now, because I have the help of the golden finger, my combat power is the same as that of the sixth rank. However, the spiritual consciousness that the system helps me to "see" the enemy is only given by the system, not my own spiritual consciousness."

Zeng Anmin just thought about it carefully.

If you want to cultivate your spiritual consciousness, you still have to follow Nan’s method.

He is extremely patient.

"Circulate the martial arts energy throughout the body. When it reaches its limit, carefully recall the visualization diagram..."

He sat cross-legged on the bed.

The martial arts aura slowly flowed along with his thoughts.

"Nourish your spiritual consciousness..."

Just as he was carefully comprehending it.

A voice sounded outside the door: "Master, there is a letter."

Zeng Anmin stood up and walked outside.

"Squeak~"

As the wooden door opened, Dachun stood outside.