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

Chapter 202 Nan: "Dao, please make friends with Zeng Anmin"

Help?

Zeng Anmin heard the prince's miserable cry.

The corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously, and he rolled his eyes in annoyance:

"What? Were you discovered to be forming a clique, or are you planning to rebel?"

"Hi~"

When these words came out, the prince's scalp went numb.

"Oh! Brother Quan Fu, please don't talk nonsense like that!"

The fat prince's face turned pale.

As the crown prince, he dared not touch either of these two things.

Zeng Anmin actually said it so casually.

The impact on the fat prince was huge.

"Just tell me what it is."

Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes and looked at him unhappily:

"I'm warning you, my father will be back soon. If you are seen by him, he will definitely not treat you well."

"And from what I know about him, after seeing the clothes you're wearing, he might just ignore you."

The prince's chubby face froze slightly.

This is well said.

Zeng Shilin is the current Minister of War.

In addition, Zeng Anmin had just been granted the title of county magistrate, and he was following in the footsteps of his son's reputation.

It can be said that Zeng Shilin was the focus of everyone's attention in the court.

Such ministers are considered to be the top officials in the Great Saint Dynasty.

Such ministers are destined to be careful about their own reputation.

In the struggle for succession, he would not easily take sides.

The fat prince looked at Zeng Anmin with a bitter face and said:

"To be honest, this matter started because of you, Brother Quan Fu."

"Because of me?"

Zeng Anmin frowned.

He looked up at the fat prince: "Speak clearly."

"Ugh."

The little fat prince sighed softly:

"Duke Tian Ji of Wei will soon be returning to the capital. This means that the King of Jiang will be escorted back to the capital."

"The King of the South is, after all, a member of the royal family of a country. Although he has become a captive, he still has a high status."

"When he is brought back to the capital, the capital of our Great Saint Dynasty will prepare a ceremony, which is equivalent to a celebration."

"and then?"

Zeng Anmin looked at the fat boy who had been talking for a long time without getting to the point, and said impatiently: "Why don't you just get to the point?"

The little fat prince took a deep breath and said:
"My fourth brother and I will definitely attend the celebration together."

"Where there is celebration, there is also struggle."

"A few days ago, I heard that my fourth brother had already made preparations for this matter. He recruited many students from Qilin Academy and planned to bring bad luck to me during the celebration."

……

Zeng Anmin looked at the fat prince thoughtfully.

The struggle for succession.

I have no control over myself.

Just because you don’t want to fight doesn’t mean others don’t want to fight.

"So? You came here today just to attend the celebration and let me be your guest?"

Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at the prince.

"Brother Quan Fu, how can you say that? Given our relationship, we are not a retainer or not. You will participate in the celebration as Zeng County Master."

The little fat prince quickly complimented.

Then he smiled bitterly again:
"Of course I don't think I can outshine my fourth brother, but I just hope that by then you will be the one to take the spotlight."

……

What a good move!

Zeng Anmin understood the fat prince's thoughts.

He came here today to actually bring me a piece of news.

That is to make more preparations for the celebration of the Southern King's arrival in Beijing.

On the day of celebration, make yourself the center of attention.

By then, even the fat prince's performance will be inferior to that of the Fourth Prince.

Emperor Jianhong's attention will only be on himself and he won't care about these details.

"Um……"

Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

"Then tell me first, what will be the highlight of the celebration?"

"This……"

The prince's face froze slightly.

He laughed dryly: "Every celebration in the capital is different, whether it's poetry and songs, drinking games, or swordplay in front of officials... it's hard to say..."

"Oh."

Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched:
"You mean, you don't even know what it is, but you want me to help you deal with the Fourth Prince, isn't that what you mean?"

A few drops of sweat oozed from the prince's forehead.

"I definitely don't think so!" He raised his chubby little hand and swore to Zeng Anmin with all his might:

"I have always regarded Brother Quan Fu as a friend, and friends help each other..."

"Alright, alright."

Zeng Anmin waved his hand impatiently:

"I know what you mean. Let's go now. I'll help you if I can. But if I can't, there's nothing I can do."

As he said this, he was about to open the door and chase people away.

As soon as his hand touched the door.

The door was pushed open by an external force.

Then he saw Zeng Shilin's expressionless face.

"father?"

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Zeng Anmin and Zeng Shilin looked at each other.

"The government doesn't have much business today." Zeng Shilin was a little surprised to see Dahaoer at the doorstep. After he stepped over the threshold, he turned his head and glanced at Zeng Anmin and asked:

"What about you? Does the Imperial College close so early?"

"Oh, what can I do as the chief clerk in the Imperial College? Today, Miss Sai from the Xuanzhen Division called me to go to the Tianshi Mansion."

Zeng Anmin answered casually.

"Meet Uncle Zeng."

The prince looked at Zeng Shilin innocently.

Hear this sound.

Zeng Shilin's body shook violently.

He slowly looked to the side.

The fat prince and Zeng Shilin looked at each other.

For a moment, the yard fell into silence.

"Cough cough."

Zeng Shilin raised his head expressionlessly and looked around with a puzzled look:
"When people get older, their ears don't work as well."

He spoke to himself, pretending not to see the prince, and walked deeper into the palace:

"Strange...why am I still hallucinating..."

As he spoke, his pace began to quicken, and soon, he disappeared in front of the two of them.

"This……"

Looking at Zeng Shilin's back, the fat prince had a bitter smile on his face.

"What did I say?"

Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes and said, "My father is very cautious. If you came here wearing the prince's clothes, he would definitely argue with you. But you are wearing this outfit today... He will definitely stay away from you."

"Go quickly. If you stay here for too long, my father might get angry with me."

"alright."

A depressed look appeared on the fat prince's face.

Before leaving, he looked at Zeng Anmin with hope:
"You will take action during the celebration, right?"

"Yes, yes, let's go quickly."

"Snapped!"

Zeng Anmin closed the door directly.

Then he turned and walked towards his yard.

really.

He saw a familiar figure waiting at the gate of his yard early in the morning.

"father."

Zeng Anmin sighed and walked towards the yard.

Zeng Shilin turned around calmly, glanced at Zeng Anmin twice, and then asked:

"gone?"

"gone."

Zeng Anmin naturally knew that his father was talking about the little fat prince.

"Ah."

Zeng Shilin's eyes turned deep and dark: "You need to handle your relationship with the prince properly."

“It’s not like it used to be.”

"You are already a county magistrate of the fifth rank in the court, and a chief clerk of the seventh rank Imperial College."

"Be careful."

"Your Majesty is now in his prime, so there is no need to rush to take sides." "Okay, Dad, I know everything." Zeng Anmin was also speechless.

He sighed and looked at Zeng Shilin and said, "My mind is now full of the imperial examination."

"As for other things, let's put them aside for now."

"Ah."

"When dealing with the relationships with everyone in the court, it is best to treat everyone equally. The power involved is extremely difficult to grasp, so we have to do it step by step."

After Zeng Shilin finished speaking, he walked out of the courtyard.

Soon, he disappeared into the yard.

Zeng Anmin looked at his father's back.

A hint of doubt emerged in my mind.

Why does it feel like Dad’s tone has changed these days?
Teach yourself everything...

It’s different from before.

……

at night.

Zeng Anmin was lying on the bed.

His eyes were fixed on the moonlight outside the window.

His house occupies an excellent area.

Whenever I open the window at this time, I can see the bright moon outside.

"How can Confucianism be promoted to the fourth rank?"

"Xiao Wenxin, how should I stimulate it?"

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Also, what secrets are hidden in Qin Yuan's death?"

"Dad, what exactly is he planning? He can tell you anything, but why is he unwilling to tell you this plan?"

On this night.

His mind was constantly thinking.

After a long time.

He sighed:
"If I want to know my father's plan, I must be promoted to the level of Dean Qin."

"Fourth-rank Confucianism."

His eyes slowly became firm.

"Then let's start by advancing to the fourth rank and cracking Dad's plan."

"sleep!!"

He turned over and prepared to close his eyes.

Then he felt something strange coming from within his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ok?"

Zeng Anmin suddenly opened his eyes.

What is the true meaning of the Dragon Map?
A thought.

He has already arrived in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Sea of ​​consciousness space.

The huge shadow of the Kanlongtu will split into left and right.

On the left is the righteousness of Confucianism and Taoism.

On the right is the martial arts atmosphere.

Each of them circulates within the body.

Do not affect each other.

The phantom of the Kanlongtu was like a wall, separating the two kinds of energies.

【Dao: Bei, are you there? 】

road?
Zeng Anmin's eyes were slightly stunned.

In his impression, Dao was always a taciturn person.

He actually took the initiative to look for me at this time?

Why is he looking for me?

Zeng Anmin hesitated for a moment, then slowly wrote on the picture:
【North: What's wrong? 】

As he put pen to paper.

There was silence in the sea of ​​consciousness for a while.

Zeng Anmin waited for several breaths.

I'm getting a little impatient waiting.

Then the font of Tao appeared:
【Tao: I will go down the mountain to exorcise the demons in a few days, and I must go to the Northern Holy Dynasty. 】

Ok?
Zeng Anmin saw this sentence.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Even though it's just one sentence.

But Zeng Anmin saw two messages from it.

First, the Taoist wants to go down the mountain to eliminate the demons, and the place to eliminate the demons is the Holy Dynasty?

Second, from what he said, maybe he wants to seek my help? Or does he want to meet me in person?

He remained calm, thought for a while, and then wrote on the picture:

[North: Exorcist? What demon?]

【Dao: This is the secret of my sect, it is not convenient to disclose.】

奥～
Zeng Anmin slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Since you are unwilling to tell me the secret of your sect, then you are not asking me for help.

So it means we need to have a face-to-face relationship?

This……

[Bei: So you mean, you want to come to the Holy Tribulation to see me? ]

【Dao: Not really.】

See Dao’s reply.

Zeng Anmin was stunned.

Then what are you talking about?
You're not coming to see me, and you're not looking for me to find your offline friend... What's your purpose?
【North: I don’t quite understand what you mean. 】

[Dao: This time, the demon may be exorcised in the Northern Holy Capital. My senior sister asked me to go to the capital to visit her relatives. ]

【Bei: Then what? Does it have anything to do with me?】

Zeng Anmin was a little speechless.

【Dao: Well, I heard that you talked to Nan before. This relative of my senior sister is acquainted with one of your friends.】

Who?
Zeng Anmin was stunned.

Met a friend of mine?

and many more!

I said in the group before that I am friends with Zeng Anmin from Beijing.

Uh.

For an instant.

Zeng Anmin then remembered that his cousin seemed to have gone to the Taoist sect.

So, my cousin is Dao's senior sister? !

【Bei: Are you talking about Zeng Anmin? 】

【Dao: Yes, I am looking for Zeng Anmin's father. Do you know where he lives in the capital?】

After seeing this, Zeng Anmin pondered for a moment.

His current identity is a black cat warrior, and he is still in Liangjiang County.

I haven't seen Zeng Anmin since we parted.

So, if you want the exact location, it’s better to just say you don’t know.

[Bei: I only know the approximate location, but Minister Zeng is somewhat famous in the capital, you can find out by just asking.]

【Dao: Yes, thank you very much. 】

Zeng touched his chin.

I feel like this Tao seems a little ignorant of worldly affairs...

I didn't help him with anything, I just said it casually, and he wanted to thank me...

[Bei: It’s okay. As allies of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, it’s only natural for us to help each other. If it weren’t for your sect’s secret, I would have wanted to ask you if you needed help in exorcising the demons.]

【Dao: Thank you for your concern. This matter is enough for me alone. 】

Just when the two of them were chatting in the group.

Another font appeared.

[Nan: Dao, you are going to Xunbei Shengjing City? Can you help me with something? ]

【Dao: You say.】

[Nan: I just heard you guys talking about the Zeng Mansion in the capital. If you go to the Zeng Mansion, can you make friends with a young man named Zeng Anmin? ]

[Nan: This Zeng Anmin is a rare talent. He is only seventeen years old, but he is already a fifth-rank Confucianist! He even created the Mandarin Duck Army Formation to fight against the monsters in the mountains. This man is the wisest of all time, and he is definitely not an ordinary person! He will surely become a great Confucian scholar one day, and may even be promoted to a sub-sage!]

[Nan: If we can get him to join our Tiandao League, our strength will definitely take a qualitative leap! ]

Ouch ouch.

Zeng Anmin stood on the dragon map and looked at the slowly emerging characters.

The smile on his lips was really hard to suppress.

He touched his chin.

Say...say...say...you are right!

Take a look.

Does this Nando have good vision?
You are worthy of being a member of our Tiandao League. Just with this vision, you can surpass more than 80% of the people!
And, after our last chat.

Zeng Anmin had already vaguely guessed it.

Nan’s real identity should be... the Queen of Jiang Kingdom.

He is worthy of being the emperor.

No matter whether she is the empress or Emperor Jianhong.

At least in terms of vision, these two people are unmatched by ordinary people.

【Dao: Yes, you are right. If Zeng Anmin is willing to make friends with me, I will test his character first. If his character is up to par, I will tell him about the Tiandao League.】

(End of this chapter)