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

Chapter 190 Zeng Anmin: Sister Qin, your hands are so soft

Qin Wanyue had a dream.

She dreamed that her father was not dead.

Just went to a very far place.

He said he would come back.

However, when she woke up, she found that the pillow was wet.

The sky was dark.

Endless loss and sadness bloom in my heart.

She suddenly jumped up from the bed.

His lips were tightly pressed together.

Helpless almond eyes looked towards the door:

"Green Willow."

Qin Wanyue's hoarse voice rang out in the dark room.

There was a sense of dullness in the voice.

"Miss, are you awake?"

The maidservant outside the door had been guarding, and when she heard the barely audible sound, she immediately came in.

He lifted the curtain beside the bed and looked at Qin Wanyue worriedly.

Qin Wanyue raised her eyes, looked at Lvliu'er and asked:
"Brother Quan Fu, are you leaving?"

At the last moment before she fainted, she remembered that she seemed to have fallen into the arms of Quan Fudi...

"No, County Master Zeng is in the master's study."

"Hel me up."

"Yes."

……

Zeng Anmin looked deeply at the words in front of him.

"Use yourself as bait."

He is also a person who enters Taoism through books.

Naturally, you can feel the strong emotion between the lines.

"Dean Qin, what exactly are you trying to do?"

He stared at the words, motionless.

The scene of the battlefield emerged in my mind.

Qin Shoucheng faced Bixuan's self-explosion with a calm expression, ready to die...

"Brother Quan Fu."

Qin Wanyue's voice sounded softly.

After hearing the voice, Zeng Anmin came to his senses and turned to look at Qin Wanyue.

"Sister Qin, you woke up so soon?"

"How long have I been unconscious?" Qin Wanyue walked slowly and came behind Zeng Anmin.

"About half an hour." Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue gently and said:
"The doctor said you were too sad and didn't get enough rest."

At this point, his expression turned distressed:
"No matter what, Sister Qin, you have to take care of yourself."

Qin Wanyue just nodded slightly, her eyes looking forward.

The calligraphy was lying on the table.

Use yourself as bait.

"I see that Brother Quan Fu has been looking at this calligraphy for a long time. I think he likes it."

Qin Wanyue stretched out her hand and slowly picked up the copybook. Looking at the familiar handwriting, tears in her eyes could not help but burst out.

She sobbed silently.

After a long while, she slowly turned around and handed the calligraphy to Zeng Anmin:
"Since you like it, take this calligraphy away."

"When I put it at home, I think of the people I have seen... These days, ah."

Qin Wanyue's voice was hoarse and sad.

Zeng Anmin opened his mouth.

He was just a little confused and looked at her a few more times, but he never expected to be misunderstood by Sister Qin.

But I couldn't say no.

If I refuse at this time, Sister Qin might feel even more uncomfortable.

"Thank you, Sister Qin, you always think about me."

Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue seriously, took the calligraphy in his hand, and placed it in the preparation space provided by the system.

"Ok?"

When Qin Wanyue saw the calligraphy disappear out of thin air, her eyes flickered, revealing a deep sense of doubt:
"Is this... the mustard seed space that has been rumored?"

"Sister Qin knows?"

Zeng Anmin looked up at Qin Wanyue in surprise.

"I am also a Confucianist."

"Right."

"How can I easily expose such a precious treasure to outsiders?"

Qin Wanyue looked at Zeng Anmin with a worried look on her face and said:

"A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. There are too many talented people in this world. Brother Quan Fu must be extremely cautious in the future."

"Dad has already left. If Brother Quan Fu..."

Looking at Qin Wanyue's unconcealed worry.

Zeng Anmin's heart tightened.

She herself was still in sorrow.

But still put all the care on me without reservation.

Subconsciously.

Zeng Anmin reached out and gently held Qin Wanyue's soft hand:
"Don't worry, Sister Qin. I will never reveal such a secret to outsiders."

"But how can Sister Qin be an outsider?"

His eyes were extremely serious.

Qin Wanyue's hand was held by Zeng Anmin, and there was no romantic feeling in her heart.

Some are just a strong sense of security.

She pursed her lips and nodded deeply.

After a long while, she looked at Zeng Anmin seriously and asked:
"Did father leave any last words before he died?"

When she said this, her voice was very low, and she was obviously extremely sad.

Zeng Anmin looked into his eyes and said:
"Dean Qin asked me to take good care of you, Sister Qin, don't worry. Not only because of Uncle Qin's last words, but also because of the strong feelings between you and me, I will definitely let you live a good life for the rest of your life."

Feeling the strong emotion in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

They are not children.

Naturally, I know what that last words meant.

How could Dean Qin not see that his only daughter's heart had already been given to Zeng Anmin?

By saying this, he also wanted to promote their marriage.

And now it has been said so blatantly by Zeng Anmin.

Qin Wanyue's heart was filled with deep emotion.

She looked at Zeng Anmin and nodded very seriously:

"I know the character of Brother Quan Fu. He is definitely someone worth entrusting your life to."

"It's just... my father just passed away, and I have no sons. I am the only daughter, so I should observe mourning for my father for three years."

"After three years, if Zeng Lang still has feelings for her, Wan Yue will promise to be with him for life."

"Yue'er..." Zeng Anmin heard the change in the way Qin Wanyue addressed him.

He wanted to say something, but saw Qin Wanyue reluctantly pulling her hand out of Zeng Anmin's hand.

"It's getting late, so I won't let Zeng Lang stay overnight in my house."

"It's not in accordance with etiquette."

Zeng Anmin nodded quickly, he looked at Qin Wanyue and said:

"Sister Qin, if you have any problems in the future, come to Shangshu Mansion to find me. My father and I will do our best."

"Ah."

……

Leave Qin Mansion.

Zeng Anmin felt a little heavy in his heart.

He originally wanted to look for some clues in Dean Qin's house.

But nothing was found.

He rode on his horse, looking slowly into the distance.

"President Qin..."

Return home.

The servants in the house all had happy expressions on their faces.

"Master! The Master is back!!"

The moment Dachun saw Zeng Anmin, his expression became visibly surprised and he shouted towards the yard.

The sound was so loud that everyone in the courtyard could hear it.

Zeng Anmin scratched his ears, the corners of his mouth twitched: "I didn't know you, I thought you had mastered some kind of lion roar skill."

After he dismounted, a servant came joyfully to lead the horse.

Enter the mansion.

The joyful atmosphere in the mansion formed a sharp contrast with that in the Qin Mansion.

All that’s missing is the decorations.

The young master of the Zeng family was personally appointed as the county lord by His Majesty.

This is a title that can only be awarded to those who have made great contributions to the founding of a country!

A hereditary title!
The master is currently the Minister of War, an official of the first rank, and also serves as the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace. He can enter the cabinet and participate in any major affairs of the court!
Awesome, right?
But a hundred years after the master passes away, if the descendants of the Zeng family have no future, the Zeng family will still decline.

Maybe even poverty.

But! With the title of Young Master!

Even if there is no one in the Zeng family who can take over the reins in the future, Zeng Anmin can still benefit from it and become a carefree wealthy county boy, living a comfortable life by collecting land taxes!
This is the title!
Shangshu House had a happy night tonight.

Zeng Anmin is the protagonist.

Everyone's words revolved around Zeng Anmin.

"The weather will soon turn cooler, and the autumn exam will begin."

Zeng Shilin sat in the main seat. He looked at Zeng Anmin calmly and said:

"Are you going to take the traditional imperial examination, or the magic array imperial examination?"

After the meal, the father and son chatted and the servants all left.

Zeng Anmin sat on the chair. He looked at Zeng Shilin and said:
"Of course it's still the Illusion Array Imperial Examination."

"Oh?"

Zeng Shilin raised his eyebrows and looked at Haodaer:
"What? Are you planning to make another great achievement in this autumn's imperial examination?"

Zeng Anmin smiled bitterly:
"Dad, you really think highly of me. The great feat last time was just a coincidence."

"hehe."

Zeng Shilin also chuckled.

But Zeng Anmin was staring at him, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

It’s so nice to see my older son like this.

How could Zeng Shilin not know the question he wanted to ask?

Sighed softly.

His eyes turned to Aunt Lin, who was sitting not far away and teasing Hu Zi.

"You go down first. I have something to talk to Quan Fu about."

Aunt Lin had no objection. She smiled gently, picked up Hu Zi, and bowed to Zeng Shilin:
"Master, please also make sure to rest early."

"Ah."

…………

After Aunt Lin left.

Zeng Anmin and Zeng Shilin were the only two people left in the room.

"father."

Zeng Anmin looked straight at Zeng Shilin.

"I have something to tell you and a question for you."

"But I want you to tell me what I'm going to ask first."

Zeng Shilin looked at Zeng Anmin.

The face becomes complicated.

"You've already asked this question."

"But if you don't give me an answer, I won't be able to sleep or eat."

"Mr. Qin shouldn't have died in such an unclear way!"

Zeng Anmin looked at Zeng Shilin deeply:
"I don't believe you would be so heartless that you would be willing to let Dean Qin make sacrifices for some plans."

Zeng Shilin heard what Zeng Anmin said.

A warm feeling slowly emerged in my heart.

It’s great that the eldest son can understand his old father so well.

The old father was naturally pleased.

"Ah."

Zeng Shilin slowly stood up and looked towards the window.

He carried Zeng Anmin on his back.

Look into the distance.

The tone is a little erratic:

"When I was your age, I was only at the eighth level of Qi cultivation."

"But at that time, my father had already known Master Xu."

This was the third time Zeng Anmin heard the three words "Master Xu" from Zeng Shilin's mouth.

“That’s what I wanted to ask you, too.”

"Master Xu, you, and Dean Qin."

"What are you three planning?"

Zeng Anmin's sharp eyes fell on his father.

Dad's voice came faintly:
"After so many years of dormancy, the demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains have now become powerful."

"The demon race was unified by Xiangliu eighty years ago."

"How he unified the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range is unknown to us humans."

"All we know is that Xiangliu broke through his own bloodline eighty years ago, and after returning to his ancestral form, he became the new Demon King."

"He has seven great demon kings under his command, all of whom are of rank three strength."

"And Bixuan is the strongest among these seven great demon kings."

"And the most loyal to Xiangliu."

"That's why Xiangliu gave the Baideng Mountains, an important place connecting the Wan Yao Mountain and the Central Plains, to Bixuan to lead."

Speaking of it.

There was a gloomy look in Dad's eyes:

"Throughout history, there have been almost no armies that have been able to invade the Baideng Mountains."

"Seven years ago, Yin Wu's extermination of demons was just to clear out some small demon tribes in the Baideng Mountains."

"I haven't even seen Bixuan yet."

Having said that, Dad turned around calmly:

"Although Bi Xuan has never violated the border of our Great Saint Dynasty in the past seven years, it is no longer the demon race that is under control, but our human race."

"The power of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range is growing stronger."

There was a hint of solemnity in Dad's voice:
"So, killing Bi Xuan and occupying the Baideng Mountains, an excellent location for both attack and defense, is the top priority, so as to prepare for future attacks by the demon tribe."

"If Bi Xuan doesn't die, our human race will never have peace."

"So Bixuan must die."

"If he doesn't die, it will be impossible for our human race to occupy the Baideng Mountains."

"You should have seen Bifeng Valley."

The old man looked at Zeng Anmin calmly and said, "That's where Bixuan was born."

"The cultivation of the demon race is unique and strange."

"Ordinary little monsters are fine, but a big monster like Bixuan, who has a strong bloodline power, will be born with rich blood energy when he is born."

"After its birth, its blood and energy spread throughout the world, but they will never dissipate."

"If we had let Bi Xuan go back that day, with the blood and energy of Bi Feng Valley, it would have been impossible for Qin Shoucheng to break through even if I came in person."

As dad said this.

Zeng Anmin's eyes slowly began to flicker with understanding.

He heard from the eldest princess.

The demon race cultivates their bloodline.

The deeper the atavism, the stronger the bloodline power, and therefore the stronger the strength.

"So, you conspired with Master Xu and used mysterious magic to make Bi Xuan suddenly inspired to set out from Bifeng Valley..."

Zeng Anmin looked deeply at Zeng Shilin.

Zeng Shilin didn't expect Zeng Anmin could actually guess this.

He was stunned for a moment, then nodded without any surprise:

"Heaven-covering formation."

"I don't know what the specific effect is, but Master Xu Tianshi who uses this formation will also pay a heavy price."

At this point, Zeng Shilin sighed and said:
"For the sake of humanity, it is always worth making some appropriate sacrifices."

"These are what Master Xu said himself."

Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.

He looked at his father.

"So after Dean Qin found out, he took the initiative to sacrifice himself and secured the Baideng Mountains for our human race, right?"

"Ah."

Zeng Shilin's eyes were extremely complicated, and he said in a deep voice:
"Qin Shoucheng is from the Qin family and is a descendant of the Confucian sage."

"The Qin family has been passed down for dozens of generations, and all of them are great sages who have served the country and the people."

"So, that was his own choice."

"My father advised him."

"But he has a firm heart."

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin looked into the distance.

That was where President Qin died.

He pursed his lips.

Seven words slowly emerged in my mind.

"President Qin, have a safe journey."

……

"Originally, I just wanted to ask your majesty to send troops to occupy the Baideng Mountains after Qin Shoucheng killed Bi Xuan."